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eddieandhissisters.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/eddieandhissisters.txt | -= Chapter 1 =-I was thirteen in the summer of 1964. I was, as the saying goes, young, dumb, and full of cum. I did a lot of crazy things in those days. Of some of those crazy things I am not too proud of.I took money, from my mom's purse, so that a friend and me could sneak out and see "A Hard Day's Night" at the old Tower theatre. After the movie, we realized that we didn't have enough money for the bus-fare back so (at eleven o'clock at night) we walked the ten miles home. I snuck back in my house and crawled in bed, exhausted. My friend Steve once lifted a gallon of red wine from his folk's Italian Restaurant. We sat in my room, smoked the Salem's I had stolen from my dad's pocket, and drank three quarters of the bottle (until Steve got sick and began to barf into our kitchen sink!). I felt my dad, standing next to me as I stood (on unsteady feet) with Steve and tried to pour Pepto-Bismol into a wavering spoon while looped out of my mind. I felt Dad hit me and then I was laying under the kitchen table. My dad helped me up, dusted me off, and said, "Seeing as how you can't feel anything right now, I'll beat you in the morning." Then he went to bed. I tried to go to sleep but (with the room spinning) I ended up puking purple all over passed out Steve and my bedroom floor.The main focus of my life, at thirteen, wasn't alcohol or movies or cigarettes though. I could get those things. It was pussy.Girls, and the idea of getting one to have sex with me, was overpowering when I was that age. I would have done anything to get laid. Pussy seemed to be on my mind constantly and if I wasn't thinking about pussy, I was thinking about tits. All this thinking was giving me a boner but it wasn't getting me any girls.I wasn't just a horndog at 13 though, I had been a horndog for years. I shared my passion for pussy with my best friend Eddie.Eddie had been my best friend through fifth and sixth grade and into my first year at Junior High. Eddie was a goofball and a sex fiend (like me). People, at the time, said that we looked like twins. We were both tall, with dark hair. Eddie had freckles on the bridge of his nose and his cheeks though. He looked (to me at least) like Alfalfa from "The Little Rascals." I just had pimples on my face, brought on (no doubt) by my years of sexual frustration.Eddie had three sisters; Emily who was a year younger than us, Rose (they called her Rosy) who was ten and little Sarah who was five. Sarah had long blonde hair, Rosy had jet-black hair, and Emily had the most terrific, long, full head of gorgeous, red hair you have ever seen. It cascaded down to the small of her back. She was tall. She was leggy.Emily was a living, breathing, porcelain doll! She had pale skin and freckles on her cheekbones and the bluest eyes (and lips like Michelle Pfeiffer's) and a happy, outgoing, personality. She was nimble and athletic and competitive, without being a tomboy about it.Even with these three, lovely girls in their house, it was obvious that Eddie's mother thought her son was the greatest thing in the world. She thought he was a "brain." He could (and did) get anything he wanted from his mother. He led her to believe that he was going to be a doctor. He did that so she would buy him medical books. He wanted the medical books because they contained pictures of naked women.Eddie would take me in his room, get the "medical" books out and we'd look at the black and white pictures of "a woman's stages of development" and rub our stiffening little cocks.Me and Eddie, when we were twelve and started Junior High, began to spend most of our time, in his bedroom (with the door locked), going through his father's girly magazines and masturbating. We didn't touch each other when we masturbated. We would lay on our backs on his bedroom floor and jack on our cocks and talk to each other about the pretty girls at school we'd like to be fucking at that moment. We'd compete with each other on who could come up with the best story about who (in our minds) we were fucking and how we were doing it to them. Then we'd cum all over ourselves (as our stories got really hot). Eddie would then go and put his dad's magazines back where he found them but, an hour later, we'd do it again. (We had plenty of cum in those days!)I knew his sisters, because I was at his house so much, and we sometimes played games with them. Emily liked to wrestle. She liked it because she could pin Eddie to the floor every time and make him scream uncle. Me and Eddie didn't weigh 160 pounds put together when we were twelve. I would wrestle with Emily sometimes too. Once, when I had her down and she was laughing and squirming beneath me, I realized that her legs were apart and that my loins were in her sexual saddle. I could smell the closeness of her girlish body as I held her arms to the floor and she struggled to free herself. I couldn't help it. I started to dry hump her. Rubbing my (suddenly stiff) cock, through the material of our clothes, on the evident bump of her pussy mound.Emily soon realized what I was doing to her and she abruptly stopped laughing and struggling and became suddenly very angry. In a very stern and determined voice, she told me to get off of her, which I did. Then, with a face as livid red as the color of her hair, she stormed out of Eddie's bedroom, leaving me sitting, ashamed and embarrassed, on the hardwood floor.Eddie laughed about it. In the middle of seventh grade, Eddie's family moved to a bigger house, five miles away, in what (then) was an affluent part of Detroit. It was called Rosedale Park.Junior High wasn't the same without horny Eddie to mess around with. I had to fantasize and masturbate by myself now and my dad had no girly magazines to look at.When summer came, my folks bought me a nice bike. I began to take long bike rides in the warm weather. I went to visit Eddie one summer day. It was a long ride but I wanted to know what he was up to. His house was nice. It was a two-story bungalow with a finished attic. Eddie had made a "secret room" for himself, in an alcove of the attic, off the finished room (which was Rosy and Emily's bedroom). We could smoke in that hideout. He had a record player (the Beatles were HOT that summer) and he had his own collection of girly magazines in there.We spent the afternoon masturbating and fantasizing aloud about girls again, just like we did in the "old days" (which were only ten months ago).Having seen Eddie's house (and it being so far away) I decided that I had, most likely, seen the end of him when I rode my bike home that day.A few weeks later, Eddie called and asked me to come over again. I told him that it was a long ride and I just wasn't up to it. Eddie pleaded with me. He told me that he just hadn't made any friends in his new neighborhood. I told him that I was sorry but that it was just too bad.That's when Eddie told me something that changed my life."Andy," he said, "there's something, about me and Emily, that I've been wanting to tell you...""Yeah?""Well... for a year or so now... we've been... fooling around with each other.""Fooling around?""Yeah.""What do you mean, 'Fooling around'?""Well... you won't say anything?""Of course not! What?""Well... she likes to jack me off.""Jack you off!""Until I cum.... yes. She likes to do it. She likes to watch my jizz come out. I do it to her too. After school and sometimes in the afternoon when Mom's out shopping.""You're kidding me!""No, really! Honest! I've never told anybody this.""You do it to her too?""Oh yeah! She loves it. Girls cum too! If you rub inside their pussy, long enough, with your finger. It's great!"My mind was swimming with lewd visions of that beautiful, red haired girl and her pussy and the thought of her own brother touching it and her holding and jacking his cock for him. The front of my pants stuck out as I talked on the phone."Andy... Emily really likes you. She always talks about that day you humped on her on my bedroom floor. She really liked that. I know that she would let you play with her if you came over."Man, I was on my bike in a flash! The five-mile trip was a blur. I must have made it in ten minutes.When I got there. Emily wasn't home. She had gone to a girlfriend's and Eddie didn't know which one. I said that I could wait. We went up in Eddie's "secret fortress" and I begged him for details on his sister's pussy. How it felt. How it looked. How it smelled.Eddie was full of vivid detail. And he had more to say, as he saw how excited I was becoming."I didn't want to say anything over the phone but, she likes to put my cock in her mouth too.""WHAT?!""She loves it. She loves to suck my cock. She really loves it!""You're kidding!""And.... she loves cum!""What?""She loves to suck the cum right out of me! She's like a vampire! Like she's hungry for it! When I tell her I'm about to cum, she really sucks and slurps, like mad, until I shoot it to her. It's funny. You know how a baby sucks it's bottle when it's really hungry? That's how Emily is when I shoot my cum in her mouth. She gets frantic when I'm done. Like she's still hungry!""Eddie, your sister's only twelve!""Crazy, ain't it? But that's how she is. She can't wait to get at me when we get home from school. Her room. My room. The basement..."Man, my cock was out and I was jerking on it as he talked. I couldn't stand it!"Let's go find her!" I told him."Nah! She'll be home. I haven't fed her today!" He laughed."God!"And I waited. And waited. And waited. And it got dark. And I had to be home.I was crushed!I went home, thinking about what Eddie had said. All week long.-= Chapter 2 =-Eddie must have been full of shit when he told me about having sex with his sister Emily! Nobody had sex with their own sisters, no matter how pretty they were!Eddie knew me like no other person on Earth. He knew how to control me. He knew what rang my bell, in a big way. He was (I reasoned) just making up stories and trying to control me. Fuck him!The next weekend, he called again and wanted me over."No Eddie. I'm not falling for your bullshit this time! It's too far to go and I've got friends here and I know your sister. She's a sweet girl. She doesn't suck cock!"Eddie laughed at me. "You don't know her like I know her! She just sucked me off before I called you.""Yeah, right!""In the bathroom. Kneeling in front of me while I held her little tits in my hand...""Yeah, right.""And there's something else..... something that I didn't want to tell you....""What?""Do you know why she does it with me?""Why?""Because I do it to her too.""Do what?""Well...""What? Tell me!""I lick her. I lick inside her pussy with my tongue.""What?!"Believe it or not, this was an entirely new concept for me at the age of thirteen. I had never even imagined such a thing. I knew about fucking girls. I knew about blowjobs. I had dry humped and sniffed and finger fucked a few girls before. But licking pussy? Putting your tongue into that wet place? A place where they peed? A place where secretions and menstrual blood came out of them? At first, I was repulsed by the idea. But, in that same, exact instant, I was suddenly struck with the vision of being so close to a girl's pussy. Being able to feel it with my face and lips and my tongue. Getting right into it. I loved the pungent smell of pussy. What, for the love of God, must it TASTE like?""Lemonade," Eddie said. "And, sometimes it tastes like celery. It depends.""Depends on what?""On what time of the month she's in. Her pussy sometimes tastes sweet and sometimes lemony and sometimes salty. It depends on how close to her period we do it.""Her period?""Yeah. Emily has periods now.""You don't...""Lick her then? Hell no!"I had a boner like you wouldn't believe! Even Eddie couldn't be making up shit like this! Lemon? Celery? Licking right into the sex of that beautiful, red haired girl?I had seen her, when I first went over to their new house. She had changed since they moved away. She had bumps on her chest now. And her fanny had a full, round look to it, in her blue jeans. Her waist was thin and that red hair hung down and billowed all over her shoulders when she moved."Her period was last week," Eddie was saying, in the phone. "I just got to lick her again today. She came real hard, on the bathroom floor, and then she sucked me until I came in her mouth for her. I told her about you. About you wanting to do it to her. I told her that I had seen you cum and that you came a lot when you did it. She seems interested.""You told her?""Yeah. She knows we used to like to beat off. It made her horny to hear about it. I told her to pretend that it was your cock she was sucking, instead of mine, and she really nursed on it good and sucked my load out of me like I was spurting chocolate milk!""I'll be right there!"I was on my bike and over there as fast as my legs could peddle.Eddie was there, waiting.No Emily.She had gone shopping with their mother and Rosy. Their father was off driving his truck. He drove for Allied Van Lines. He was a huge man! A mean, surly man! Bald as a bowling ball, with red freckles on his shiny head. He had hair on his back! Everyone gave him plenty of space when he was home (which wasn't too often).I was steaming mad!"They'll be back," Eddie assured me."I have to be home by dark!""No problem."Eddie took me to the back yard where they had pitched their big, family-sized tent to air it out. It was a warm day and steamy hot in the tent."I don't believe you, Eddie!""What?""I don't believe you lick pussy.""I'm telling you! Girls love it! It really makes them squirm and wiggle and cum hard when you do it to them.""Listen," I said, "I've got to go home. I can't let you jerk me around like this anymore. You're wasting my time. You don't put your tongue in Emily."We could hear a noise outside the tent.Eddie unzipped the flap. It was Sarah. Eddie's cute, little, baby sister, with the long, blonde hair. She was playing, in the sand, by the back porch."Sarah," Eddie called. "Come in here."Eddie's sister dropped her Barbie doll and came into the tent. "What?" she asked, smiling with her cherub-like, freckled face."Let's show Andy our butterfly kiss," he said to her.She looked at me and smiled and then her gaze dropped to the tent floor."It's okay," he told her. "He knows about it. He won't tell."Eddie got to his knees, in front of her, and he took her by the arm and pulled her to the floor. Sarah looked up at Eddie and at me and then giggled, as she lay on her back and pulled her yellow sundress up, exposing her flat belly. She let Eddie pull her cotton panties off of her.I dropped to my knees, next to them. I was mesmerized by what I was seeing. Eddie and his five year old sister. She was the same age as my little sister Bess.Eddie pulled her smooth, puffy pussy lips apart for me as I leaned and gazed at it. I could smell it's pungent scent in the musty tent."She calls it her butterfly," he laughed. Then he lay down, so his face was between her open legs, and I watched as he put his nose to her glistening slit and sniffed. "Mmmmmmmm!" he said and Sarah blushed and giggled, putting her hands over her face. Then Eddie stuck his tongue into her pussy and started to lick her smooth feminine notch broadly, like an ice cream cone.Sarah moved her knees up and down as her brother did it to her."How does it feel?" He stopped and asked her."It tickles good," she said.He looked up at me from her pussy."Sarah tastes different than Emily. Sarah is always more salty and lemony. It gets a little sweeter before she cums.""Sarah cums?""Oh yeah! She loves it, don't you?"Sarah just giggled and Eddie went back to her pussy. His mouth was enveloping her whole fleshy mound now and I could see his cheeks move as I imagined his tongue working in her.Sarah soon stopped giggling and her face took on a far-off expression and I could sense her probing what her big brother was generating within her.My cock hurt because it was so hard!My eyes were glued to the two of them. Sarah's legs were parted widely with Eddie's head at her crotch. I could see dirt on her knees and her bare feet.Eddie looked up at me again. His chin was wet with drool. "She's juicing and sweet," he said. "That means she's getting close. Do you want to eat her?"I thought about it. But I didn't want to put my tongue where Eddie's had been. His spit was all over it!"No," I said. "You go ahead.""I'm putting the tip of my tongue in her hole now. She likes that when she's close. It puts her over." He held her lips apart so I could see the opening of her tiny, pink vagina. It was wet with clear fluid dripping out of it.Eddie put his mouth over her pussy again and now Sarah started to gyrate around and Eddie had to move his face to follow her. He placed his hands over her little, protruding hip bones to steady her body and she moved her knees up and reached down, with both hands, and held both of her ankles. She was breathing hard and I watched her stomach heaving up and down and then her stomach muscles would tighten for a moment and then she'd heave again. Her eyes were closed and she was rocking her head back and forth and whimpering now, her blonde hair clinging to her face. Then she suddenly sucked in air and pulled on her ankles. She held her breath and arched her back up as I saw Eddie's mouth enclosing her crotch and the outline of his tongue, in his cheek, as he worked in her pussy.Little Sarah screeched through her nose as her big brother made her cum. It seemed to last for a full minute, although time, for me, was suspended.Sarah suddenly dropped her little butt back to the floor and went limp and Eddie took his mouth from her pussy and then broadly licked into her again, with his tongue, causing her body to tremble noticeably."Mmmm!" he said, looking up at her cute face now. "You're like candy, Sarah."Sarah giggled and sat up.Eddie looked at me, wiping his chin and grinning.I swallowed hard.He got to his knees now, in front of his sister. "Watch this," he said, as he unzipped his pants and pulled his hard cock out.Sarah's eyes went wide, like he had whipped out a candy bar, and she leaned to her brother and put the head of his cock into her pretty mouth and started to suck on him.Eddie backed up and pushed her away. "Not so hard!""I'm sorry," her sweet voice intoned, and she took hold of his cock and placed it gently back in her mouth. I watched her eyes close as she sucked him and her blonde head started to bob on his shaft. Eddie's eyes were closed too."Do you cum in her mouth?" I whispered."No. She doesn't like it. She likes to suck though."I could see that.I rubbed by hurting cock, through my pants, and Eddie saw me."Suck Andy," he told her.She removed her big brother's cock from her mouth and looked at me. I had never seen the look of lust on the face of a little kindergarten girl before. It was amazing.I got on my knees and unfastened my pants and pulled out my dick, it was oozing clear liquid from the opening at the tip.Sarah could see that my cock was much thicker than Eddie's. She scooted right over though and sat in front of me and put the head of my raging dick in her mouth. I had never felt anything like it. It was the first time that my cock was ever in something warm and wet (and alive). She knew how to do it too. She was sucking and working her tiny tongue on the area just to the back of my glans. My whole body shuddered, causing me to pull back from her. There was a loud suck sound as my dick popped from her little mouth.She looked up at me, wide eyed with surprise. "Did I hurt you?""Oh, no. It felt good, Sarah. Way TOO good!"She smiled and put the head back into her lovely mouth, sucking softly now and delighting me with that eager tongue.I pulled my pants down to my knees and I felt her gently take my balls into her little hand. She cradled them as she worked her warm, tender mouth on me.My face must have shown my condition, as I stroked her soft hair, with my eyes tightly closed, feeling her nimble mouth about to draw an orgasm from me."Don't cum in her mouth," Eddie warned.I pulled my cock reluctantly away and twisted my body, taking a hold of my shaft and jacking it as I began to shoot cum all over the canvas tent floor.Sarah giggled as she watched me spend.I fell back on my naked ass, thoroughly exhausted from my the effects of my first blow job.Eddie laughed, putting his cock away."Go on in the house now," he told her.Sarah put her panties back on and left the tent."Well?" Eddie said."God, Eddie! You sick fucker! You do it with Sarah too?""She's pussy, isn't she?""She's your baby sister!""Yeah! She loves it! So does Emily! And besides, you should talk! You just let her suck YOU off!"I couldn't deny that.We waited in the tent, until after dark, for his mother and Emily to come home.They never did and (pissed off as hell) I had to go. -= Chapter 3 =-Again, all week, I couldn't get the visions of Eddie and little Sarah and Emily and pussy out of my mind.Eddie called on Saturday."You coming over?"I was unsure of what was going on."I don't know...""Come on! Emily's here! She wants to do it!""Yeah, right!" I said, sarcastically."Really!""Eddie. I can't waste my time.""It's no waste. I promise! You can spend the night. My mom said it was okay. We can sleep in the secret room!""I don't think so, Eddie.""Come on. She'll give you some! I know she will.""I don't know...""Listen," he said. "I've told you so much and I've shown you so much.I may as well tell you.""Tell me what?""Me and Emily... we do more than I told you.""What?!""Well... for the last year or so...""What?""I've been... fucking her.""Fucking your sister?""Yeah.""Fucking Emily?""She loves to fuck, Andy! And God is her pussy nice!""How do you fuck your sister? Where? When?""In her bed. In mine. On the couch. In my secret room. In the bathroom, if my folks are home.""You fuck her with your parents home?""Yeah," he laughed. "She loves it then!""I don't believe you!""Last night, my dad came home from the road. He was tired and everyone was in the living room watching TV. Mom and Dad were in their chairs and Sarah and Rosy were on the floor. Me and Emily were on the couch, under a blanket. She was laying, on her side, in front of me, and I worked her panties down and fucked her, right there, with the whole family in the room!""Fucked her? How? How could you do that? Weren't you afraid of getting caught? Couldn't they hear you doing it? How did you cum?""We both came! I came right into her pussy just as she was getting off! Girl's pussies really clamp on your cock when they cum!""Cum in her? You shoot your cum in your sister?""Yeah.""You stupid ass! You could get her pregnant!""No I can't! She's my sister! Your cum doesn't work in your own sister!""Yes it does!""How can you tell ME? YOU'VE never done it! I've been fucking (and cumming in) Emily for a year! I know how this stuff works. I've read the medical books. She's been having her periods for months. I must have pumped a gallon of my sperm into her in the last year! In both her mouth and her pussy! She can't get pregnant from me or she would have been by now. We don't worry about it.""I don't know...""Anyway, when I was sixty-nining her, the other day, in my secret room, I asked her if she would let you fuck her.""Wait a minute," I said. "Sixty-nining her? What the hell is that?""Oh," Eddie laughed, "it's something we read about in a magazine that my dad brought home. It's when you lay on your side, with a girl, and she lays the other way around so you can eat her pussy and she can suck your cock at the same time. Emily loves to do that!"My mind reeled!"Anyway, she didn't say much but I think she'll do it. I have it all set. The secret room is right off the girl's room and I asked Mom if we could sleep up there and she said okay. Okay?"I couldn't stand it. This was the last straw! "Okay," I said. "But let me tell you something...""What?""If this is another false alarm... if I go all that way for nothing...""Yeah?""I'm going to kick the shit out of you, Eddie!""Yeah! Great! I'd deserve it!"I got my mom's okay to spend the night at Eddie's and I rode my bike the five miles over there.Emily was home!"Okay," I said to him as I looked at her beautiful, budding body in her plaid halter top and tight, blue jean cut-offs. That red hair was glowing in the sunshine and whirling as she did cart-wheels, for her mother and younger sisters, on the front lawn. Emily was going to be a cheerleader, at their Junior High, that fall."Let's get her upstairs and fuck her!" I said to him, as we watched her from the driveway."Not so fast," Eddie told me. "Emily don't work like that. You have to go slow. You have to work her into the mood or she doesn't do it. I know how she is.""Eddie!" My impatience and anger were building as I looked at her crotch, in her shorts, as she did the splits on the lawn and held her arms out to her sides. I could see how her halter top bumped out where her blossoming breasts were hidden."Really," Eddie said, "cool your jets! You'll get her! Tonight!""Have you even talked to her? Does she know why I'm here?""She will. I'll talk to her."I kept watching as Rosy, Eddie's ten-year-old sister, joined Emily in her gymnastic motions.Rosy had an even cuter face than her other two sisters. Her pale skin looked almost pure white, because of the contrast of her shoulder length, straight, jet-black hair and bangs. She had a few freckles on her nose and her cheekbones too and they really stood out because of her cream colored skin. Her eyes were warm blue-gray and, I thought, Rosy would be a knockout if it wasn't for the fact that she was only nine and flat as a board and shapeless as could be. Rosy, I knew, was the quietest of Eddie's family. She was a very sweet and shy person, who's feelings were easily hurt and who's cheeks blushed so red if you spoke to her. She was always clinging to her mother and trying to solicit approval from her family members. I had known her for years but never talked to her much. She never had much to say. Just "Hello". She was the academic too. An all A student at their catholic school. There were darling pictures of her, over their fireplace, in her frilly, white communion dress and white gloves, smiling like a perfect angel.I looked back at Emily now, drooling.... waiting.Their mom made macaroni and cheese and colored popcorn balls for dinner. Eddie's mother was an idiot. She was a tall, thin woman. She had wild, unkempt, black hair and a crazy smile. She chain- smoked Pall Malls and she read Mad magazine (she subscribed!). She liked to put signs on the front door that said things like: WE SHOOT EVERY THIRD SALESMAN THAT KNOCKS ON OUR DOOR. THE SECOND ONE JUST LEFT! Mrs. Patton would sit on the couch, for hours, rocking and smoking and saying nothing and then she'd yell, "Eddie? If all the fish, caught this year, were laid, end to end, across the Sahara desert, boy, would it stink!" And she'd cackle with laughter for a moment and then start quietly rocking again. After dinner, I waited for Eddie to talk to Emily. It seemed, to me, like he had plenty of opportunity but he just wouldn't do it.Their dad was there and that seemed to scare Eddie.Mr. Patton was just watching TV though. Laying on his side, on the living room floor, in his tank top and boxer shorts (his "home" uniform).Mrs. Patton walked over to him and dropped a phone book in front of him. "Let's take the kids to the movies!" she said loudly. "Call the theatre and see what's playing!"Mr. Patton didn't say a word or move from his spot on the floor. He just calmly ripped the entire Detroit telephone directory in half and tossed it in the corner. Loony Mrs. Patton went back to the couch and sat down and rocked with Rosy.Emily went to her girlfriend's, down the street."Eddie," I said, getting madder as I pulled him into the kitchen, "don't let her get away! What if she spends the night there?""She won't. Stop worrying! You're driving me nuts! I'll take care of it.""God damn it!"Eddie put his arm around my shoulder. "Andy," he said, "you're my buddy! My pal! My best friend in the world! I've known you for years! I know the thing you want, more than anything else in the world, and I'm going to come through for you! I'm going to get you some pussy! Don't you worry! I won't fail you."I suddenly felt better. I knew that he meant it."Now," he said, "let's go out in the yard and play some catch." -= Chapter 4 =-By eight o'clock, we were up in his secret room, waiting for Emily. She was home now. Her and Rosy were downstairs. I had Eddie go down to talk to her but, when he came back, he said that she was having a bath and would be up soon."Did you TALK to her?""No. I couldn't. Mom and Rosy were there. Wait till she comes up here."I waited, impatiently and then we heard the girls come up the stairs, saying goodnight to their mom and dad.Me and Eddie waited a bit and then we opened the wall door and went into the girl's bedroom.Emily and Rosy had a big room. It was the length of the whole house. It had a big double bed and a television. That was unusual in those days; having a TV in your room. Most people only had one TV. There was a big easy-chair in front of the TV and Eddie turned the set on and told me to sit and watch while he talked to Emily.I sat. I watched Gilligen's Island. It was new then. I watched McHale's Navy too.I looked around the back of the chair and Eddie was laying, on the bed with Emily. He was behind her and they were watching the TV together. Rosy sat at the edge of the bed, wearing pink pajamas with her hands on her lap.Emily was wearing a white, cotton "baby doll" nightie. The kind that had the balloon panties. Man, her long legs looked so nice, as she lay on her side in front of her brother."Funny show, huh?" Eddie said as he saw me looking at him. "That Ensign Parker! He makes me laugh.""Yeah," I said, deadpan."Rosy," Eddie said to her, "go sit with Andy."Rosy looked at me and then back at Eddie."Go on," he encouraged her.Rosy shrugged her shoulders and got slowly up. She padded over to the chair and sat down with me. There was plenty of room for two.I went back to watching the show. It ended and "F-Troop" came on.I was growing impatient as I sat with Rosy and tried to watch the TV.Then I heard Emily's voice from the bed behind me. "Stop it, Eddie!"That sound rang in my ears as I watched the light from the TV."Cut it out!" She said now.I looked around the back of the chair and saw Eddie, in just his underpants now, trying to put his hand up his sister's nightie. She was taking his hand and pushing it back at him with an annoyed expression on her pretty face. "Stop it!"I looked back at the TV.Rosy turned her china-like face to me and grinned. She had just turned back from watching them too.She looked back at the TV now. I could see the light from the television gleaming in her jet-black hair."I'm telling, Eddie! I mean it! Cut it out!" I heard Eleanor's hushed, irritated voice coming from behind me.I watched the TV for a time more, becoming more and more agitated by what was going on. But I soon noticed that it had become quiet behind me now. All I could hear was the TV set.I looked around the back of the chair again.Emily and Eddie were still laying on their sides, with him behind her, watching the TV. The only difference was, his hand was now up inside her nightie, and I could see that he was playing with her little breasts as they watched together. Her face held no expression. She was just watching TV.I looked back ahead. My dick was twitching in my pants.Rosy turned back to the TV (she had been looking at them too) and then she looked at me and grinned again."F Troop" ended and "I Dream of Jeanne" came on."No, Eddie!" I heard from behind us.I looked back and Eddie was now trying to get his hand into those balloon panties.I looked quickly back at the screen.Rosy jostled next to me."Don't do that, Eddie!" Emily's voice reflected firm conviction now, as it came from the bed behind me. "Stop it!" she whispered loudly now. "I'm telling! I swear to god!"Jeanne was making trouble for her master on the black and white screen."Don't! I mean it!"Rosy smiled at me again. God, she had the whitest, little teeth."I Dream of Jeanne" ended and "Naked City" came on. I didn't like that show but who was watching TV?I noticed that it had become quiet behind me again. This time, Rosy and I looked at each other and both turned away to look around our sides of the chair.Emily and Eddie were still on their sides, watching TV, but now Eddie's hand was inside of her panties and I could see it burrowing, under the white, cotton crotch, as he worked his hand at his sister's pussy. She had one knee cocked up so that he could play with her.I looked back ahead. My heart was pounding and my mouth was going dry.I felt Rosy, next to me, take my hand from my lap. She moved it to her and pushed it down into her pink pajama bottoms! Her belly was smooth and warm on my fingertips.I looked at her and she smiled, shyly now, tilting her head and bending it as her checks glowed red and she sheepishly grinned at me.Why not?I pushed my hand down between her thighs to her pussy. It was hairless and warm and very smooth feeling. I worked a finger between her lips and she opened her legs to accommodate me. Man, was she gushing and wet! I probed deeply into Rosy's tender pussy as I watched TV for a time more. She put her hands on my arm and kind of hugged me as I felt her up.My boner was awake now. It was hard as steel and aching in my pants.I pulled my finger from her pajama bottoms and, as she curiously watched me, I put it to my nose and sniffed it. It was perfumed with sharp, steamy girl smell! Rosy blushed deeply. Having never done it before, and curious as hell, I put it to my lips and I licked all of her slick wetness from it.It tasted like sweet lemonade!I pushed my hand back into the warmth of her pajama bottoms now, gently working my finger back into the slick furrow of her hairless pussy and into her vagina. I started to deeply finger fuck sweet, little Rosy as she hugged my arm tightly and put her head on my shoulder.I was seriously thinking about taking my hard, throbbing cock out of my pants now.Would it even go into this quiet little girl? Would her brother object? Should I get on my knees, in front of the chair, and take her pajama bottoms off of her?"Andy!" I heard Eddie's loud whisper behind me.I jumped up, leaving all thoughts of Rosy, and her undeveloped pussy, behind.Eddie was now laying on his back, on the bed, and Emily was sitting on him with her knees on either side of him, like she was riding a bike.I went to the bed."Show him," Eddie told his sister.Emily sat up an inch or so and reached down to pull the crotch of her balloon panties aside.I couldn't believe was I was seeing. Eddie's underpants were gone and his stiff cock was sticking right up into her pussy. I could see her red pubic hair as her slender fingers held her panties aside. She let me look for a moment and then she let go and sat back down on him."It's way up inside her, man! God, Emily's tight!"I looked at her beautiful face and she smiled, demurely at me. Her cheeks blushed bright red and she looked back down at her brother."Fuck me, Emily!" Eddie instructed.Emily put her hands on her brother's shoulders and I watched her round ass, in her bloomers, start to gyrate on his loins.Eddie moved his lower body around, under her, and he reached into her nightie and I watched the outline of his hands as he clutched his lovely sister's firm, young breasts.After a short while, Emily was really fucking hard on him. I looked at her face and her eyes were closed and she seemed to be concentrating on the feelings she was getting.Eddie looked up at me. "She's going to cum in a moment," he whispered, "I can feel it.""What about me?" I whispered back loudly. "I'm the one who's supposed to get fucked!"Eddie made an agitated face and put his hands on his sister's hips to stop her."Emily. Emily!"She stopped fucking him and sat up, pulling all of her long, wavy, red hair to her back. "What?""Emily, I told Andy that he could have a turn with you. Would that be okay?"She looked at me. Her face was flushed now from her sexual effort. "I don't know," she said. "I'd have to see his thing first.""Okay!" I said, quickly undoing my pants and pulling them, and my underpants, down to the floor. I stood up and my rigid pole bobbed in front of me.Emily shook her head, making her long hair dance on her shoulders."It's too big, Eddie." She stated. "He'd never get that inside me!""Yes I would!""It would hurt," she told her brother."No it wouldn't!" I insisted, looking at Eddie and pleading."Let him try," Eddie said.Emily was quiet for a while, thinking."I don't want to get pregnant," she said. "Just have him put it in for a minute.""Five!" I said."Just a few minutes," Eddie said to her."Two" she said."Okay," Eddie agreed, "two minutes." He looked up at me. "Two minutes with her, okay?""Yeah," I said. -= Chapter 5 =-Only a two minute fuck? What did I care? It was pussy! Beautiful, ripe pussy! I had never put my cock into one in my life and this was it! I was finally going to have it! July 23, 1964 was going to be a date that would live forever! I was going to sink my cock into the most beautiful girl I could ever imagine!Emily got slowly off of her brother. I could see his dick as it withdrew from her rising body. It was slimy wet now and it glistened as it popped from her pussy and slapped against his stomach.I went to lay on the bed."No," she said. "I want you on top.""Sure!"Eddie got up on his knees and moved to the wall.Emily lay on her back with her legs apart.I got on my knees, between her knees and looked down on her.My god, Emily was beautiful! Her pretty face lay framed in a flowing halo of thick, red hair."Can I see it?" I asked her, looking down at the bump between her legs.Emily reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties aside for me. It was breathtaking! It was the first time I had ever seen a pussy that was not hairless. Emily had red pussy hair. Not a lot. It was thin and wispy. You could see her pussy lips clearly through it. Her pussy looked so different than the ones I had seen before. Emily's pussy lips were larger and very puffy and textured. They were also a little darker than flesh colored. I moved down for a closer look. I could see between the lips. Emily's inner skin was the brightest pink color. I could see her clitoris. It was moist looking and stood out.Eddie reached down and spread her lips for me with his dirty fingers. I could see right into her pink vagina now. I leaned closer, for a sniff. Emily's luscious pussy smelled like Ivory soap.She put her hand over her crotch now. "That's enough looking," she said.Eddie took his hand away."You time him, Eddie," she said. "He gets two minutes!""Yeah," he said, reaching for the alarm clock by the bed. "I'll time it." I got down now. Supporting myself on my elbow, above her, as she pulled the crotch of her bloomers to the side again and I held my hard cock and pushed it into her slit.I couldn't find the spot though."Oww!" She said, as I pushed into her delicate skin, and I could see her pretty face wince. "That's not the hole!""Sorry," I said, excited as my cock was actually between the cushioned lips of her warm pussy."Guide it in for him," Eddie instructed.Emily looked agitated but she took hold of my cock with her other hand. I watched her bite her lower lip, with her perfect white, row of upper teeth, as she pulled my cock and steered it toward Valhalla. I could feel the hot, wet contact of her vagina around my cock-head now and I started to push in."Oww!" she said again. "Wait! Don't push it in until I'm used to it!""Alright," I said.She looked apprehensively up at her brother, kneeling next to us."He's going to hurt me," she said to him."No he's not. I'm here with you. I wouldn't let anybody hurt you."She smiled nervously at her brother and reached to him. I saw Eddie take her hand and hold it."Can I put more in?" I asked her."A little."I pushed. She was very tight. I could feel the head pop into her vagina though."Stop!""Okay," I said as I froze, feeling her warm hole clasping tightly around my cock-head.She closed her eyes. Her face grimaced a little."Are you alright, Sis?" Eddie bent down slightly, still holding her hand with both of his now."Yeah," she said. "Just let me get used to it. God, your thing is big!"I looked down at her chest, as I supported myself on my elbows. "Can I see your tits?"Her eyes opened now. "Why?""Show him your tits."Emily stuck her tongue out at her brother and pulled her hand from him. Then she pulled her nightie up so her chest came into view.This was also my first look at breasts. They were gorgeous! Two fleshy, perfect little cones with bright pink nipples. Nipples that were hard and as big as thimbles. I could see blue veins under the pale skin.I reached down, with my face, and took a nipple in my mouth and sucked it. It tasted sweet on my tongue.I heard Emily breathe hard under me.I looked up at her pretty face and at her freckles and at her sparkling blue eyes and her full lips. I was in love!"Can I kiss you?" I asked her, moving my mouth toward hers."God, no!" she said loudly, turning her face to the side. So much for romance.I pushed a little more of my burning cock into her. I could feel another inch sink in."Oww!" she said again and her body shuddered and she lifted one of her knees from the bed. "It's hurting me!""Times up!" Eddie said.I looked up at him. "What do you mean? It's not in her! I'm not fucking her yet!""We said you could have two minutes with her. That was two minutes.""You said I could fuck her for two minutes! My cock isn't all the way in her. I'm not fucking yet!""Two minutes are up!""Eddie!"Eddie suddenly stood upright, on his knees, and cocked his head as if he were listening to something. "My Dad's coming!" he shouted down at me.I knew his dad. I was off of Emily and we had collected our clothes and were back in the secret room in a flash."What did you hear?" I asked him, as we panted from the exertion of our frantic dash."Somebody's coming."I listened intently. There was no sound."Nobody's coming.""Yeah. I heard it! I know the sounds in my own house, asshole!"I listened some more."Nobody's coming, Eddie. Let's get back out there!""No! My dad checks on the girls every night at this time.""What time? What time is it, Fuckhead?""It's the time he checks on them, Scumbag!""You're full of shit, Eddie!""Yeah? Well just go out there then! Let my dad find you in his daughters' bedroom!"I thought about it but I stayed put.An hour passed.Two hours."Eddie?" I said, as I lay on my back in the dark, secret room."What?""It's been two hours now. Let's go back in there.""No. Go to sleep!""Eddie!""Fuck you, Andy! Go to sleep!"I proceeded to argue with him for another solid hour. Finally, wore down and tired, he said, "I don't give a shit what you do. Go out there!"I quietly stole back into Emily and Rosy's bedroom. It was dark and quiet now. I could hear them breathing in their sleep. There was only a dim light from the window as I went to their bed and I could see their bodies, under the blankets, and heads, with red and black hair, on their pillows."Emily!" I quietly called.Nothing. Just breathing."Emily, are you awake?"No response."Rosy?"More steady breathing.Shit!I went back into Eddie's hell hole and went to sleep. Steaming mad!***The next morning, when I woke up, Eddie was still snoring.I left the alcove and saw that the girls were up and gone.I went downstairs. Loony Mom was making pancakes, in the shape of animals, with a cookie cutter."Hi, Andrew!" That's what she called me. "You want some hot cakes?""No, Mrs. Patton. I've got to be going. Tell Eddie goodbye for me!"She waved her cigarette at me and I left the house, got on my bike, and rode home.As that day progressed. I began to wonder and worry. My cock had been in Emily's vagina. What if I got her pregnant? God, her dad would rip me in half! Like he did with the phone book!I went to my friend's house, down the street. He was fifteen and knew everything about girls and sex."Marvin," I asked him, as he waxed his dad's car, "can you get a girl pregnant by just sticking it in her for a minute?""Why? Did you do that?""Maybe.""Did you cum in her?""No. I just put it in part way.""How far?""About two inches.""How old was she?""Twelve."Marvin thought it over. "No," he said. "You can't get her pregnant like that."Man, was I feeling better.I went home and was able to eat dinner now.I was thinking about going back the next weekend.***That night, as I was about to fall asleep. Another horrible thought crossed my mind. What if Eddie gets her pregnant? That stupid fucker has been cumming in her for a year! If she gets knocked up by him, would he say, "Oh, sure Daddy. I fucked her!" or would he say, "Remember when Andy spent the night."Oh man! My stomach knotted up again.I never went back there. I wouldn't take Eddie's calls. After a few weeks, he stopped calling altogether.All this may still not have impacted on my life except for one thing. Five years later, when I was eighteen and had a car, I was in a record store and who do I see? Eddie.He ran over to me."Andy! Long time, no see!""Yeah. How have you been?""Great! Got a car. Quit school. Have a job. Got lots of girlfriends and getting plenty of pussy!"I grinned. I had no girlfriend. I wanted a girlfriend desperately. I never had a girlfriend and I still had never been laid."My mom asks about you all the time," Eddie went on. "She really liked you.""How's Rosy and Emily?""They're great! Rosy's fifteen now. She's got a boyfriend. Emily works at McDonald's. It's a hamburger place. They built one right by us, on Grand River.""Yeah, I've seen it.""Stop by sometime. My mom would love to see you."I thought about it. ***The next day, I drove over there. Eddie wasn't home. Loony Mom was and she hugged me and gabbed with me for a while. Emily wasn't home, the goofy woman told me. She was working. She was seventeen now. Boyfriend? No, Emily had no boyfriend.I left the house. I was going to McDonald's. On the way to my car, I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. She had long, raven colored hair and pale skin and freckles on her nose. She was stacked! She had a set of breasts that you couldn't believe! She was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse and a blue sweater. She had long, shapely legs like a dancer. Sexy as all get out! I had to stop and stare at her as she walked up the sidewalk toward me. As she came near, she suddenly smiled and said, "Andy?"I looked at her closely. Did I know her?"It's me," she said, "Rosy!"Oh my god! I once had my finger in this beautiful angel's pussy!"Hi," I said, "I was just in the neighborhood and I stopped in to see your mom.""Oh, it's been so long!" She smiled warmly at me and touched my hand."Have you seen my brother?""Yeah. Yesterday."God, she looked so sweet when she smiled! Her sparkling, gray-blue eyes radiated warmth and cheerfulness."Well," she said, "I've got to go in and get ready. My boyfriend is coming to take me to Evening Mass. It's so good to see you again!" she gushed.She waved and walked up to her house. I watched her ass sway delectably as she moved.I drove to McDonald's. In those days. It was just a walk-up place and it really had golden arches over the whole, white building. I walked up and looked at the girls inside, working."Can I help you?" The pretty girl, behind the counter, smiled at me. I saw perfect, white teeth behind the full lips. I looked at her closely. The long, red hair was done up on her head and tucked into her McDonald's cap. It was Emily. She was more beautiful than I had remembered. Much more so now, with her full breasts. I could see how splendid her body had become. Even in the baggy uniform."Don't you remember me?" I asked.She squinted at me. She still had freckles on her cheekbones. She smiled as she looked at me with a cute, bewildered expression."It's me." I smiled. "Eddie's friend Andy!"Emily's smile dropped from her face as if I had just slapped her. She didn't say anything. She just turned from the counter and then walked around a corner, leaving me standing there."Emily?" The other counter girl called after her. "Emily, where did you go? You left this customer standing here!"The girl looked to me now. "May I take your order?"Now it was my turn to walk away. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
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doctor.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/doctor.txt | My wife complained that her pussy was very itchy. It was getting so bad that she was very uncomfortable. We decided to go see a gynecologist. We had just moved in to this small town and my wife didn't have any idea about who to go to. When I called one of my friends he recommended the name of his friend who was a gynec in the government day-hospital. It was rather unusual as in the country side small towns in India, usually females prefer to go to female gynecs. But since that was our only lead, we made an appointment and drove to the government clinic.When we checked at the reception, we were told that the doctor was actually occupied and we might have to wait for some time. It was already nearing 5.30pm and the out patient department was absolutely empty outside the gynec's clinic.We waited till 6pm and there was no sign of the doctor, so I went to the reception and asked again. There was only one staff at the reception and she seemed very busy filing her reports before closing the clinic. She told me to wait outside the doctor's room as she had no idea about his schedule. So I went back but outside the doctor's room there was no sign of my wife. I realized that the doctor might have called her inside while I was away. So I walked up to the door and opened it slightly after knocking.The room was empty. It was like a mini reception and the table was unmanned. There were two more doors perhaps leading to consultation rooms.Both the doors had tiny glass panels through which you could see inside. I peeked in one of the rooms and saw that there was no one inside. In the other room I saw my wife walking towards the inspection table. She was taking off her saree so I decided to wait outside till the doctor completed the check-up.The inspection table was lined along the back wall and there was a metal screen pulled up as a partition. But I could see clearly what was happening on the other side of the partition through the reflection of the table in a full length mirror on the opposite side. After my wife took off her saree, she folded it as neatly as possible and slung it across the screen and lay down on the table. Her feet were facing the mirror and I could clearly see her panty-clad pussy mound.The doctor washed his hand at the sink and started wearing a pair of gloves... then he turned to my wife and asked her to remove her panties which she did. Then he asked her to pull her petticoat up. She pulled the petticoat up till her knees but because of the angle, the cotton underskirt just slipped all the way to her waist, exposing her milky thighs and hairy pussy completely to the doctor.The doctor was wearing brown trousers and a polo-t-shirt under his white coat. He asked her a few questions and told her to spread her legs so he could check up the problem. Once my wife pushed her legs apart her pussy lips stretched a bit and started opening up and I could see the slight pink folds inside.The doctor, to my surprise, then removed his right glove (out of my wife's sight) and threw it in the dustbin kept under the table. He then bent down and spit on his index finger and slowly inserted the finger in her pussy. I could see that my wife spasmed at the sudden intrusion in her pussy. But probably her itching pussy liked the friction produced by his calloused bare hands and she just bit her lower lip. The doctor took out his finger and sniffed it. His eyes closed for a second and then he inserted the finger in my wife's pussy again. This time, he rubbed her pussy lips sideways up and down. He repeated it a few times and asked her if it was the position where her pussy was itching. His exact words were, "Lady, is your pussy itching here? Or here? Or here? Or here?" each time he would move his finger on a different part of her pussy lips.My wife, clearly in discomfort, replied, "the itching is not outside doctor it is inside."At which the doctor proceeded to push his finger inside till his second knuckle and rotated it in circular motion along the pussy's hole and tunnel. By so much fingering inside her pussy, I was sure that my wife must be getting aroused as she can't take must stimulation of her pussy even when we have sex. The doctor was continuously rubbing my wife's pussy in a manner that didn't seem very clinical but I was rooted to the spot. My cock was filling up with blood and straining my underwear. I just stayed put to see where all this would lead to."Okay, let's try something different," he said and without warning her and without lubricating it, he pushed another finger in her pussy, "how does it feel now? Better?" he said and started finger fucking her like a man would do before fucking a woman with his cock. He must have noticed that my wife was squirming her ass and was now highly aroused with all his stimulation of her pussy. He then added a third finger to her now obviously very wet pussy. I was shocked to see that she was so wet and had allowed the middle aged and quite unattractive doctor to penetrate her pussy with three bare fingers - skin to skin.Now the doctor held my wife's knee with one hand and fucked her with his glistening fingers - pounding her moist pussy furiously. The thick thumb of his hand was also manipulating her engorged clit each time his fingers slid in her pussy. My wife's head was thrown back and she was moving around like a fish out of water. Her feet were no longer planted on the table, she had lifted her feet high enough in a wanton fashion just like those sluts in porno movies. She looked like she was expecting the doctor to keep her feet on his shoulders.The doctor's hand now moved to her breast from her knees and he started playing with her erect nipples. His hand was a blur as it fucked my wife's sweet pussy so far touched only by my cock, tongue and hands. Then I heard my wife mumble to the doctor, "Oh doctor, the itch is getting worse... it's not here anymore... it's moved deeper... much deeper inside. Please do something, oh please remove my pussy's itch or I will die." She was panting heavily and biting her lips and throwing her head left and right continuously.The doctor removed his hand from her breasts and without missing a beat of his fingers fucking her pussy, he unzipped himself and hauled out a massive erection. The angry looking cock was at least 11 inches long and about four inch in diameter. It was more than double the size of my cock. Its uncut head was oozing precum like a faucet and his purple cockhead was slightly visible from under the skin.As he removed his fingers stained and glistening with my wife's pussy juice, he quickly replaced his fingers with his cock and rubbed it along her pussy lips. No condom, no birth control pill for my wife and her fertile period and this middle aged ugly doctor ready to plunge his thick hard cock inside my wife's pussy - oh my god it was all getting a bit too much for me but by the time I thought what I should do, the good doctor had eased his cock inside my wife's itchy pussy. She calmed down for a moment but it was probably to get used to his massive cock rather than the ease in her itchy pussy. The doctor too stopped for a moment till he slowly pushed his monster cock inside her hairy pussy inch by inch. I was shocked to see that my wife, who sometimes complained that my cock was painful inside, was happily chewing his entire cock with her pussy. I could see their pubic hair mingling with each other.The doctor then pulled his cock out of her pussy completely. I saw as it came out... I thought it would never end, it was so long and thick.Once he pulled it out completely I saw the gapping hole of my wife's pussy inviting it back inside and he promptly in one forceful thrust plunged his massive cock to its hilt. Then there was no stopping as he fucked her mercilessly. My wife's moans filled the room as she furiously rubbed her clit in time with his cocks entry and exit from her insatiably itchy pussy.Suddenly she bent upwards and grimaced in throes of her orgasm. The doctor waited till her pleasure waves stopped and he started fucking her again. They fucked for about five more minutes and then, the good doctor, pushed inside one final time and remained inside her pussy. He clutched her waist as if to not let any sperm get out of her pussy. I could see from his tensing ass cheeks that he was unloading his potent baby-making sperm inside my pretty wife's so far faithful pussy. He must have come at least for a full three minutes and after that he slowly withdrew his cock from her pussy, leaving her hole wide open for even a horse cock to fuck her. Then to my surprise he stuffed a lot of cotton inside her pussy and pulled her panties on."This will help your pussy cool down," he said with a wink and turned around to wash his hands.My wife remained motionless for sometime and then started dressing up. I quickly got out and sat down on one of the chairs outside reading an old magazine lying nearby.My wife came out five minutes later and we drove back to our home. She never said anything except that her itch feels better. As we reached home, I pushed her to the bed and ripped her clothes apart. She was a bit conscious as the cotton was still blocking her pussy so I gave her an opportunity to take the cotton out and went to the bathroom to take a piss.But I didn't give her too much time and returned quickly before she could wipe the evidence. I shouldn't have worried there was a cupful inside and as I dove down on her pussy with my mouth clamped on her pussy lips, I got a big spurt inside my mouth. I swallowed easily savouring my new found creampie taste and plunged my tongue inside her wide pussy to suck out all of the doctor's still fresh cum.And then I positioned my six inch cock at her pussy entrance and plunged inside without any friction because of the damage the doctor's massive cock had done to her pussy... but never mind that and I came within three strokes and collapsed on top of her and we both fell asleep like that.Next morning as I was leaving for the office, my wife told me, "I think the itch has retuned again... I better take another appointment with the doctor." I looked at her dumfounded and replied, "Fine just tell me what time and I will drive you there."The End |
chaingang.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/chaingang.txt | (Note: This is another story idea from my friend Anna. Thanks for being kind with your feedback to her. Send your comments to me and I'll forward them the her. Shooter)***When the stock market crashed in nineteen twenty-nine, Washburn County Georgia didn't know about it or care very much. When the great depression came to the country and even to the world, Washburn County Georgia didn't know it. Washburn County had been in a state of depression since the close of the Civil War. Cash money was almost an unknown commodity.Being the captain of the chain-gang in nineteen thirty-four in that part of south Georgia was a great job. Actually it put Tom Rivers in the top ten percent of the income earners of the areaFifty three years of age and a widower, Tom was not that impressed with himself or his status in Washburn County. Tom was a lonely man and he was sick of an empty house.For Tom Rivers his days started out as usual at daybreak at the county work farm. That was where the prisoners who had been ordered to serve hard labor were housed. Some of the prisoners were "loaned" out to various people. It was one way the county paid for feeding and housing the prisoners. Farmers could hire the prisoners and pay the county for their services. Of course palms had to be greased along the way. Tom Rivers' palm especially needed greasing or the applicant wasn't even considered. It must be said that it didn't take much to be put on the chain gang. The county officials didn't put up with vagrants, beer joint riff-raff, or any kind of trespass against the laws of the State of Georgia or the covenants of Washburn County even if such covenants weren't not in writing. It was well known that the officers of the law often made up such rules, laws, and edicts on the spot.If the cannery, for example, needed five or six strong men for laborers the word would filter out to the deputy sheriffs, constables, and also to the city marshals who knew the companies paid a bounty for the laborers. Same thing if the turpentine distillery needed some more help or for the farmers for their various crops in their season. If the sawmill got behind in lumber orders the call went out and arrests were made. It was easy to see how the chain-gang became the fifth biggest revenue producing business in the county. The degree of strict enforcement depended largely on the demand for labor from nearby farms, and businesses. In most parts of the country a man could be charged with vagrancy if he didn't have at least fifty cents in hard cash and be able to show gainful employment. In Washburn County the amount of needed on hand cash varied with the labor demand.Tom Rivers didn't have anything to do with who got arrested or when. His job, along with his six guards, were to see that the prisoners put in a full day of hard labor and to make sure that the businesses that needed labor got it.It must be pointed out that there was a disproportionate number of blacks on the gang. There was a large number of colored folks living in or near Washburn County. The city of Washburn was the only town of much size for several hundred miles in any directions. Therefore an unemployed colored man was an easy target for a vagrancy charge. The local black folk seemed to know when there was a shortage of draftee labor and they stayed out of sight until the shortage was over. Transient or drifters, having no such knowledge of how things worked, were usually the ones caught up in the net. Tom Rivers watched as his men scurried around getting the prisoners assigned to the various destinations. Some of the better workers would spend their whole thirty day sentence at the same place. The very good ones were sometimes hired on full time after they had served their time. The hardened criminals, violent men, or trouble makers were the ones that got shackled together and did actual chain gang labor. Clearing the swamps, maintaining the roads, or making small rocks out of large ones. Being on the gang was cruel, back-breaking work."Cap, we 'bout ready to go." Tom's number two man, Clive Rollins, reported. "Workin' the swamp today?""Yeah Clive," Tom answered. "What's the story on the buck nigger over there?" he asked pointing at a big black man tied between two post, his head hanging down."Names Rolo. We whipped his ass this morning for mouthtin' off to one of the guards," Rollins said with a grin. He nailed a grasshopper with a long squirt of tobacco juice."I see," Tom said calmly. "Mind tellin' me who authorized a whippin'?" He fixed his dark eyes on his assistant."Why nobody authorized it, Cap," Clive answered. "I knew that's what you would want, is all.""You readin' my mind these days, Clive?" Tom asked mildly. Rollins stared at him not knowing how to answer the question. "Cut him down, clean him up and make sure he's fed breakfast. You ever whip another man without my say so and I'll hang you up and bust your ass for you. You readin' my mind on this, Clive?"Clive scurried away with a hasty salute to do Toms biding. He was glad he hadn't hurt the man very badly. Fortunately there weren't many marks on the big man's naked back.By seven o'clock the trucks were loaded and were on their way with Tom following in his county furnished car. The prisoner Rolo was with Tom in his car."You a bad man, Rolo?" Tom inquired."No sir," the black man said. "I don't give no man grief. I came in to town day before yesterday lookin' for work. The Man done put the arm on me. Said I was vagrant or somethin' like that. Said 'cause I didn't have but two dollars on me that I was again the law. Judge said I had to pay thirty dollars or spend thirty day in jail. I said I'd have to do jail and somehow that figured out to be a chain gang deal. Here I am, Cap'n.""Happens," Tom said. "You got family somewhere?""No sir, there's just me. I got a sister but she's off somewhere up north.""Well Rolo, you keep your nose clean, you hear? No more mouthin' off to the guards and you'll get by. Hell man, thirty days will pass before you know it. Behave yourself and we'll see 'bout takin' them chains off your ankles." The black man nodded his head. It would be a lot easier if you weren't carrying forty pounds of chain around your feet. The morning was spent draining a part of Potter's swamp. After a short break for a meal of cold biscuits and fried fatback, the gang relocated to repair the county road that ran beside Ron Cook's farm. Tom sat on the fender of his car in the shade of a big oak tree and watched the gang work. After watching them for a while he looked at Ron Cooks land. It was too poor to sprout peas. The land was like the owner. Overworked and under compensated. Generally used up. While he studied the farm he saw the woman approaching. As she got closer Tom saw that it was Ron Cook's daughter, Cora. He also saw that she was all grown since the last time he noticed."Good afternoon Captain Rivers," Cora said when she got close enough for conversation. "Momma sent me out to see if you all could use some cold water." Tom saw that she carried a bucket with a heavy chunk of ice in it."That's mighty nice of you, girl," Tom said. "We got some water, but it's warmed up right smart." He called for one of the trustees to come get the ice and put it in the water container. "Thank you Cora," Tom said handing her the bucket back. "I'm sure them men appreciate it, too.""Weren't no trouble, Captain," Cora said. "I was wantin' to ask you if you know of anybody who might be needin' some housework done. I ain't afraid of hard work." Tom started shaking his head. There wasn't a day went by that someone didn't ask him about work."Housework, you say?" he suddenly asked her. "I been thinkin' that I could use somebody at my place." The thought had not crossed his mind until that moment. "What kind of pay would you be thinkin'?""Golly Captain," Cora said blushing. "I ain't got no idea 'bout that. I know you'd be fair.""Be too far for you to travel every day," he said looking at her lush young body beneath her threadbare dress. "You'd have to say on during the week so we got to think room and board. You any kind of cook?""Yes sir. I am a right good cook. You ask my momma if you don't believe me." "If you say it, I'll believe you," Tom said with a chuckle. "Ron and your momma all right with you goin' off to work?""I guess so," Cora answered. They had talked about it some. There just wasn't enough money coming in from the farm to take care of all of them. "Daddy's down by the barn if you want to speak with him 'bout it." "Yeah, I'll do that," Tom told her. "I sure want to make sure everything is okay with your folks. I'm thinkin' ten dollars a week plus your room and board. That sound all right to you?"It sounded great to Cora. Most people were willing to work for a dollar a day when there was work to be had which wasn't all that often. Ten dollars a week was a lot of money. She was so excited about the prospects of making good money she didn't even care that the old man was staring at her lush young body.At first Ron Cook was dead set against his daughter leaving to go off somewhere to work. He knew Captain Tom Rivers was, by Washburn County standards, a wealthy man. He also figured that Tom was an honorable man and would do right by Cora, but he hated to see Cora leave the nest. When his wife Daisy joined Ron and Tom she cut right to the issue. "You got to let her go, Ron." Daisy said. "Cora can send us some cash and Lord knows we need it. Over at Captain River's place she can earn her keep and I know he'll feed her good. We can't even hardly feed ourselves these days. She'll be able to come home now and again, ain't that right Cap'n?""Absolutely," Tom said. "Anytime she's a-mind to come visit, I'll bring her myself."Ron Cook fumed and fussed but in the end he relented and gave his permission. Tom left, telling Cora he would be back by five o'clock to get her. It only took Cora twenty minutes to pack her few belongings. She was waiting on the front porch when he came to fetch her.***Cora got Tom's house cleaned and straightened up in less than a week. Cora even made the time to plant some flowers along the front walk and along the driveway. She prided herself on being a hard worker. Tom, as good as his word, filled the pantry with food stuff and Cora, as good as her word, cook a good breakfast and supper. The young girl and the older man settled into a comfortable routine.Tom found he didn't mind going home after his day's work. In fact he looked forward to it. Cora hadn't gone beyond the ninth grade but she was a good listener and she wasn't stupid. He could talk to her.Normally the chain-gang worked six days a week. Tom gradually changed that. It started out that they knocked off early one Saturday and every Saturday it got a little earlier until soon they were back at the work farm by noon."Getting' soft in your old age?" Clive asked Tom one Saturday as the gang arrived back at the work farm. "This is goina cause trouble, Cap. Mark my words.""I have duly noted your words, Clive," Tom replied evenly. "There are some watermelons from that truck that turned over yesterday. Make sure the chain gang get their share." Tom fixed Clive with a hard look. "That means you can unload all them you put in your car." A north bound truck out of central Florida overloaded with watermelons had failed to make a curve and blessed them with a load of melons."You want me to unload them two big melons from your car?" Clive snapped."No, I don't," Tom snapped back. Cora had mentioned how she dearly loved a nice melon. Clive Rollins was beginning to piss him off. His snide comments about Tom's new house keeper for one thing and the way Clive picked on Rolo was another. For some reason Clive took a dislike to the black prisoner and constantly stayed on the man's back. Rolo never talked back or made any sign of disrespect to Clive and that seemed to make Clive even madder. Tom could see trouble brewing. If Clive had not been a nephew of the county judge he would have been fired long ago. Tom was aware that he fanned the flames by keeping Rolo with him much of the time during the workday and therefore out of Clive's reach."You gone and changed, Cap," Clive complained. "You done got soft as cotton on these niggers. What's got into you?""Most of these ol' boys ain't done nothing bad wrong," Tom answered. "Wrong place at the wrong time, mostly. Ain't no reason to make it any harder than it is. I'll be taking Rolo home with me. Cora needs some help in her vegetable garden.""When you bringin' him back?" Clive asked, his disgust evident."When I feel like it, Clive," Tom answered an edge to his voice. "You might want to choose your words careful here. What I do. or don't do. ain't none of your damned business." Tom had overheard Clive and one of the guards talking about what they planned to do to Rolo that night or sometime Sunday. "Is it Clive?" he asked, his voice soft but his eyes hard and granite. "No sir," Clive answered shortly. "Not a bit."***Cora had Tom's house spotlessly clean except for one room. It was kept locked and she was curious about what lay behind the locked door. Tom shrugged off her questions about the room, telling her not to fret about it.By accident she found the key to the room one morning while in his room to make his bed. She waited a few days before entering the forbidden chamber. She was a little bit frightened to defy Tom, but her curiosity got the better of her, so one morning after Tom left she got the key and went in.The room was another bedroom and it didn't take her long to figured out that it was the room that Tom's wife occupied until she died. There were photographs of Tom and his wife and some old dried flowers scattered around. Also there were a lot of women's clothes in a wardrobe and the room had a musty odor. Cora was about to leave when she saw a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed. The trunk was locked but nothing a hairpin couldn't take care of.There wasn't much in the trunk except some old keepsakes and a small cardboard box. The contents of the box shocked her. It was full of photographs. Not just old pictures but nasty pictures of men and women engaging in every type of sex act. The major shock was that the men were colored and the women were white! Cora sat down on the bed and looked at each photograph carefully. Some of the pictures were very old tintype. Some were faded so much that she had to look closely to make out the subjects. Some, however, were much newer and she figured out by comparing the framed photos in the room to the smaller ones that one of the women was Ethel Rivers, Tom's dead wife. Cora carefully put the photos back in the box and replaced them in the trunk and left the room, locking it behind her.She thought about the photographs a lot over the next few days. She also thought about them while laying in her bed at night. She had to see them again and on a Saturday morning after cleaning up the kitchen she went back to the room. She figured that Tom wouldn't be back until mid-afternoon at least. Cora took of her dress and lay on the bed while studying the photographs. Her fingers were playing with her pussy and she was totally absorbed in the pictures and with pleasuring herself."You ought not be in here," Tom's voice shattered her fantasies. She leaped to her feet, trying to cover her naked body with her dress. "Oh God!" Cora said breathlessly. "I'm sorry Captain Rivers," she stammered."Get dressed and put my stuff back where it belongs," Tom said. He was red faced and sweating. "Come down when you're through." He turned and left the terrified girl. She knew without a doubt she would be fired from her job."Captain Rivers," she said after finding him on the back porch. "I'm terribly sorry for what I done. I'm askin' you to please forgive me. I know"" Sit down Cora," the older man said calmly. "I ain't goina fire you. In fact. I figured you would want to leave as fast as you could.""Why would you think that?" Cora stammered. "I was the one in the wrong.""I figured after you seen them pictures you would take off like a scalded dog," Tom said. "I guess you didn't mind them much from what I saw you doin'" Cora blushed. She shook her head. "I guess I should have got rid of them a long time ago." Rivers continued. "I just couldn't do it for some reason. Sometimes at night I'd go in her room and look at the pictures and remember a better time. I guess them pictures shocked you didn't they?""At first they did," Cora confessed. "Did you take the pictures?""Some of them," Ton answered. "The ones of Ethel, I did. Some I got from here and there. I found out a long time ago that I liked to watch my wife and other men. Does that surprise you, girl?" "I guess," she answered in a quiet voice. "Mostly I guess I don't understand.""No, I guess not. One thing I learned in my years is the human mind is full of twists and turns. What one person likes another don't care for. My Ethel was a hot blooded woman," he said making room for her on the porch swing and indicating for her to sit. "We weren't married very long when I figured out that I wasn't nowhere near enough man to keep her satisfied. Ethel loved to fuck and she loved to fuck a lot. That first year she nearly wore me out." He glanced at Cora. "I did what any other smart man would do. I got me some help. First it was my brother, Roger. He moved in and help me keep Ethel well screwed. Poor Roger went off to the war and never came back. Later I would find men to come fuck her but that was risky. I needed some man who would keep his mouth shut about it." He paused a moment wondering why he felt obligated to tell this young woman these things."I guess that was when I got the idea to use niggers. I knew they would be scared shitless to tell a living soul that they was fuckin' a white woman. At the time I had a couple niggers working on my farm. They was both young and strong and between the three of us we kept Ethel pretty well content. It wasn't long after that a salesman came through selling cameras and I bought one. That's where the pictures came from. I bought a better one later on and learned how to do the development myself." Cora didn't reply for a long time. She seemed to be far away. "Who's that?" she asked nodding toward Rolo who was chopping weeds in her garden. Tom explained about the young black man. "Get him to fix that chicken coop and hen house." Cora suggested. "Get some layers in and we can have fresh eggs anytime we want them. Wouldn't hurt to get some pigs either.""So you ain't leavin'?" Tom asked. "Why is that?""You ain't done nothin' other men ain't done," Cora answered. "I'm goin' out on a limb and guess you know the ways of a maid and a man," Tom said gently. "Ain't none of my business, I'm just askin'.""I ain't a virgin," she said. "If that's what you mean.""You liked lookin' at them pictures, didn't you?""Yeah, I did," she answered honestly. "A lot. I got to start supper.""Okay, make enough for Rolo to eat with us. Cora," he said when she started in the door. "I'll leave the door unlocked and you can look at them pictures anytime you're a mind to. I like to look myself." That night after they made a place for Rolo to sleep in the shed, Cora went to the room and found Tom already there. He had the pictures spread out on the bed. Cora was already dressed for bed and was wearing her nightgown."Come on in," Tom invited. "I'll tell you about these pictures." She got on the bed beside him. He handed her a picture of his wife on her knees with a black cock in her mouth. "Ethel sure liked to suck on a cock," he said. "You ever have a cock that big?" Cora looked at the photograph and nodded. "Ethel like them big. I had a picture of her with a big ear of corn in her cunt, but something happened to it. I sure like that one, too." He handed her another picture. "This one was took out in the barn. That's Curly's cock in her. Curley died a few years back. Cottonmouth bit him they say. Ethel surely did like his big ol' black cock. You should take off your gown, Cora," Tom said. "I done seen you naked and playing with yourself so it don't matter now, does it?"Cora took the gown off, swelling with pride at the lustful look she got from the old man. Her nipples were so hard they ached and she didn't have to touch her pussy to know it was wet. She noticed that her pride wasn't the only thing swelling. She could see Tom had an erection."You ever suck a man's pecker?" Tom asked her. "Ever gobble a goober?""Yes," she admitted. "A few times.""Ever suck a black dick?" She hesitated only a moment before admitting that she had sucked a black cock. Her answer surprised Tom. "I'll bet your daddy would shit if he knowed that. Him being a big shot in the KKK and all." When she didn't comment, Tom laughed loudly. "I'll be damned! Your daddy does know you been diddled by a nigger, don't he?" She didn't have to answer him. The answer was written on her face. "You like fuckin' niggers, don't you?" he asked getting her nod. He reached out his hand and stroked her breast, grasping her nipple causing her to gasp. "We are goin' get along just fine, girl," he said hoarsely, pushing her back on the bed. He took one hard nipple in his mouth and sucked hard while his finger found her clit. Cora moaned loudly and Tom Rivers knew he had another hot blooded woman on his hands.It didn't take long for his to get his clothes off and mount the young woman. It was a hard violent fuck and it was fortunate that she was on the verge of a climax because Tom didn't last very long. He came hard in her and she shutter and yelled when she came.Tom lay on her for a few minutes trying to regain his breath. When his cock softened and slipped out of her he got up and went to the window. "Rolo, you hear me?" he yelled out the window. "Get in here. Come on upstairs and make it quick." It didn't take the young black man but a few minutes to get to the bedroom."Yes sir," he said coming into the room. "I'm" Rolo stopped walking and talking when he saw the young white woman laying on the bed, her legs spread wide and come leaking out of her pussy."I just fucked this girl," Tom said. "But she's still hot to trot. You think you might want to stick your black dick in that white pussy?" Rolo stared at the lovely sight before him. He tried to speak but no words came out of his open mouth. "Dammit boy, get your clothes off and get to fuckin' her," Tom demanded. "Tell him you want him, Cora," Tom demanded."Yeah, I want some hard black pecker," Cora said. "Come on Rolo and fuck me." Her fingers were busy smearing Tom's sperm around on her pussy and clit.Her words got the black man moving. He quickly tore his clothes off and approached the white woman on trembling legs. Tom Rivers grabbed her legs and turned her around, putting her white bottom at the edge of the bed. He pulled her legs open exposing her gash to the eyes of the black man who sported a raging hard-on."Get your nigger lips on these white titties, Rolo," Tom instructed. "Bite then nipples hard. Make her squall. Look at that big cock, Cora," He said. "Big and hard like you like 'em."Rolo could not believe his good luck. He had not fucked any woman in months and never a white woman. He did as Tom ordered. He bit down hard on Cora's spiky nipple until she screamed out in pain and pleasure. Rolo bit and sucked Cora's tits until she came."Now boy, stick that big ol' black cock in that white pussy and fuck the shit out of her. Give this white slut some nigger fucking she'll never forget. Tell Rolo what you want, slut," he commanded. "Tell Rolo to fuck your white cunt and fuck you hard.""Fuck me Rolo," Cora said breathlessly. "Fuck my white cunt with your hard black cock. Come on, shove it in me!"Rolo did as she asked. He rammed all of his black cock in her, all the way to his black balls. She grunted from the force of his thrust and continued to grunt each time he rammed his cock in her. Tom Rivers was still holding her legs to accommodate the black fucker. He started to get hard again as he watched the shiny black cock go in and out of her sloppy wet pussy. Cora's words of encouragement helped his cock to rise. Tom put his still wet cock to her lips and she greedily took him in her mouth. Tom thought he would have to buy some film again. This black fucking needed to be captured on film. He had found a kindred spirit in Cora.Rolo came with a mighty gush of come, filling Cora's pussy until it overflowed and yet Rolo continued to plow into her girls cunt. It had been a long time and Rolo was in no hurry to stop. Tom left them an hour or so later and went to his bed. Rolo was still fucking Cora and she was still fucking back.***Tom Rivers woke up the following morning feeling alive for the first time in a long time. He felt like he had a reason to get out of bed for the first since his wife passed away. He awoke to the sound of bed springs squeaking in the next room. He smiled and wondered if they had been going at it all night or if they were waking up to another fucking.Cora awoke and for a moment she was confused. Rolo was laying behind her, his semi-hard cock still in her. That was the way she had gone to sleep. She lay still not wanting to cause the wonderful big cock to come out of her pussy. Her problem was solved when she felt the cock stir and get harder. Rolo was awake also and she smiled. It was a nice way to wake up."God damn, Rolo!" Tom said from the open door. "You tryin' to wear her cunt out? I'm here to tell you, you can't. Hurry and fuck her so she can get us some breakfast, boy.""I guess I got behind some and was just catchin' up," Rolo said with a huge grin. "I was afraid to open my eyes 'cause I was fearful I was just dreamin'""Ain't no dream," Tom said smiling at the sight of Rolo's big cock firmly planted in Cora's cunt. "Hurry and finish what you got started. We got work to do. You got a hen house to fix and I got to go get some layin' chickens."By noon the chicken house was ready for the new arrivals. Tom went down the road where he knew he could buy some chickens. He bought fifteen chickens and a rooster because he liked fertilized eggs. He also drove into Washburn and bought some film. He would order the developing chemicals he would need later. After the chicken had been installed in their new place and were busy pecking at the scratch food Cora threw out for them they had their noon meal.Tom could see that Rolo was uneasy eating with the white people. Something were still not acceptable in the deep south. Some would never be accepted he thought."Man, if we share pussy we can break bread together," Tom said. "How did you young'uns like your get-together last night? ""I like it mighty fine," Rolo answered. "Best...ah, er, stuff I ever had.""Pussy, Rolo," Tom said with a smile. "Cunt, cozy, snatch, or gash. Call it what it is, boy. How about you Cora?""Aside from being a little bit sore, I really did like it Captain Rivers. I purely did like his big ol' pecker.""That's good, children," the older man said. "You all call me Tom when we're here at home and there ain't no nosey folks about. Cora, you said Rolo ain't the first black dick you had. Tell me about the others." "Been a few years back," the girl said. "Momma had a handy man by the name of Willie. He was doin' her right regular and he wanted some of me. Momma talked me into it.""So Daisy set you up to get nigger fucked, huh?" Tom said grinning broadly."Momma called my into the house one day. I knew the man, Willie, was there 'cause I saw his truck drive up. I knew that momma was doin' him, but I didn't say anything 'bout it.""Was that your first time with a man?""I guess you could say so. I accidentally popped my cherry with a smooth stick I whittled out of cedar. I had been doin' myself for a long time. Anyway, momma called me in and I went. Willie was sitting on momma's bed without a stitch of clothes on. Naked as a jaybird, his big ol' thing standing straight up. Momma told me to get undressed 'cause Willie wanted some young pussy and I was goina give him some of mine. I cried and told her that I shouldn't do that, but momma insisted. "She took my dress off me and made me lay down on the bed. I was shakin' bad and was cryin' to beat the band. Momma told me to shut up, but I couldn't quit bawlin' I guess I stopped when Willie put his mouth on my pussy and started lickin' and suckin'. Boy, that felt better than anything I ever had done to myself. I had got myself off with my cedar stick a few times, but nothing like that. "For a minute I thought I was diein' and didn't much care. Pretty soon Willie got my legs and pushed them up and momma guided his pecker in me. I really thought I was diein' then. Ol' Willie fucked me for nearly an hour, I guess, but to tell the truth, I lost all track of time. Willie would shoot off in me and momma would suck him until he was hard again and he'd get back on me. "I washed about a quart of his stuff out of me later. Willie was like Rolo in that he didn't want to quit once he got started. He'd come by a couple times a week and fuck me or momma. Sometimes both of us. Then we didn't see much of him for a long time. He took up with that Wilson bunch.""Jack Wilson, the Grand Dragon?" Tom asked. "You got to be jokin'!""No sir. It's the gospel truth. I heard momma and daddy talkin' about it. Seems like Jack Wilson caught his wife fuckin' Willie and after that he made Willie do his daughter, too. Mister Wilson kept Willie and his dummy brother, Theo, busy so we didn't seem him much after that." Tom thought about what Cora said. He knew that Willie person. He'd run across him a couple of times. Came from down in Frog Town. It was interesting to hear about Jack Wilson. He was the kingpin in the Klan. So was Ron Cook, and Tom wondered how that would go over with the rest of the KKK. Be damned good blackmail material if any of them had two quarters to their name. Not that he was the kind of man to stoop to blackmail."Your daddy know about your momma and you fucking niggers?" he asked Cora."He knows 'bout momma," Cora said. "I don't know if he knows 'bout Willie and me or not. I don't think so.""That Willie ever poke your ass?" Tom asked her."Yeah, couple times. Hurt like hell the first time he did it to me. He didn't use no grease he just shoved it in my butt and fucked me. Momma got mad about him hurtin' me like that. Wasn't so bad after that.""You hear that Rolo?" Ton said. "This little bitch will take a fuckin' in her ass. You ever fuck a woman in her ass?""No sir, I never did do that," the black man said shaking his head. "Seems like a waste of good pussy to me." Tom laughed at the remark."Maybe so, my friend, maybe so. I suppose it's a taste that has to be developed," Tom said. "Comes in handy when there are two hard and horny men wanting the same woman at the same time. She's got two holes that can be reached easy enough. You ever get the chance to have two or more men at the same time, Cora?" She shook her head, her eyes shining brightly at the idea. "My wife use to say it was the only way to party. We'll have to see what we can line up for you, won't we?"***"Clive, what do you figure has got into ol' Tom these days?" Arnold Biggs asked. Arnold was a second or third cousin to Clive but the relationship was murky. Clive figured it had something to do with inbreeding but he wasn't sure. Didn't care all that much either."What'ch mean Arnie?" Clive asked. He knew about some of the odd things that Tom Rivers had done. Taking that nigger prisoner home and keeping him until Monday morning was one. Going into the shower room when the prisoners were showering was another thing that bothered Clive. He thought that maybe ol' Tom was going queer. Then there was that girl Tom took in. Cora Cook was as pretty as a speckled pup and Clive had been after her for over a year."I heard him tell that nigger they call Biggun to keep his nose clean and he'd get a reward," Arnie said. "I didn't hear what the reward was because they walked off, but whatever it was it must of sounded good to Biggun 'cause he sure perked up.""Yeah, that's strange all right," Clive said. "Keep your eyes and ears open, you hear me? That old fart has been around too long. This job needs a man like me to ramrod it."Clive Rollins wanted Tom Rivers position so bad he could almost taste it. There were many money making opportunities as chain gang captain. Tom Rivers was wasting a lot of them opportunities. He had never like Tom Rivers and the fact that Tom had Cora Cook living with him, maybe even bedding her, galled Clive. He just knew that Tom was fucking Cora. That had to be what had perked the old man up."You got to tread lightly," Arnie warned. "Tom Rivers ain't no man to fuck around with. He just soon kill a man as look at him." Clive had heard the storied about how bad Tom Rivers was. All the boys in Washburn County grew up on the tales."You know somethin' Arnie?" Clive said. "I heard all that shit for years and I think it's a pack of lies. I've worked for Rivers for over two years and I ain't ever heard him raise his voice to another man.""My daddy said he saw Tom Rivers beat a man to death one time," Arnie said. "You know my daddy didn't lie.""Maybe so," Clive said. "If he was ever a bad man, he's done got old and soft now. He done got that Rolo released a couple days early and put him to work on his place. Don't sound like a bad man to me. You find out what that reward was he told Biggun about. You ask around, 'cause that information might come in handy. Let's get these bastards loaded up. We got some swamp to drain."***Rolo couldn't have been happier. He had a nice place to stay, a good job that paid hard cash and a white woman to fuck anytime he wanted to. Life couldn't have been sweeter. Tom Rivers' farm had got rundown considerably, but Rolo knew exactly how to get it back to a working farm. The Captain was going to send him a crew of laborers from the work farm and they would make short work of cleaning the place up. Tom Rivers bought a gas powered tractor and Rolo was learning how to operate it. The tractor was one of the few in Washburn County. Most small farms still used mules or horses to do the work.Rolo laughed out loud as he turned the soil with the new tractor. He could do in a day what it would take a man and a team of mules a week to do. His pleasant thought were interrupted when he say Cora standing by the edge of the plowed ground. She carried a picnic basket and was waving at him. He grinned and waved back. They were going to go to the pond and have lunch and a long sweet fuck. Yes sir, life was sure sweet.***"Cap'n Rivers, sir," the man called Biggun said. "I got me a little problem and I was hopin' you could help me." Tom raised his eyebrows and nodded for the big man to continue. "Mister Biggs done told me he heard 'bout what me and you was talkin' 'bout. He said if I didn't 'fess up he was going to put me back in chains. I ain't done nothin' to deserve that.""I see, Biggun," Tom said. "Don't worry 'bout it. I'll take care of it. Nobody goina put you back in chains unless you fuck up. You goina be working on my farm in the next few days anyway. Arnie don't have no say 'bout that. You go back to work now, but stay out of trouble, you hear me?" Later that afternoon Tom casually made his way to where Arnie Biggs stood guard over the prisoners."Afternoon Cap," Arnie said. "Getting' warm ain't it?""Just a tad, Arnie," Ton said. "Everybody behavin' themselves?""Yes sir, no trouble at all. I been keepin' my eye on that mean ass Moses Waller. If any trouble is comin' it most likely come from him." Moses Waller was a huge black man who was serving a sentence of eleven months and twenty-nine days for fighting. A man died as a result of the fight but nothing much was said about that. It was a black man who died. Of course it wasn't the first time a man died as a result of a fight with Moses Waller. Moses loved to fight and he didn't mind killing a man with his fists. Or anything else for that matter. There were a lot of rumors about how Moses Waller had killed a lot of people the law didn't know about. Waller had been on the chain gang for only two weeks and established himself as the boss of the prisoners."I'll have a word with Moses," Tom said. "You lay off Biggun, Arnie. You hear me?""What do you mean, Cap? What's that nigger been tellin' you?" he demanded to know."Never mind about that," Tom said. "You get off his back and you stay off it. You mind your own fuckin' business and stay the hell out of mine. You got that?" Arnie nodded his head and shifted his shotgun to his shoulder. He did not like the look in Captain Rivers' eyes. 'Fuck Clive', Arnie thought. 'Let him get his information his own self.' "Cut Moses out of the line and send him over to my car," Tom said, satisfied that he had put Arnie in his place. "Now. Arnie." He turned and walked away."You wanted to see me?" the big man said. Moses Waller was six and a half feet tall and was well over three hundred pounds of solid muscle. Moses had lost the used of one eye in some long ago fight and it was a milky color. His face was a mass of scar tissue and his teeth were broken and jagged. By any standard Moses Waller was a big, ugly, mean person."Been a while since you been on the gang, Moses," Tom said softly. "Apparently too long. It appears you forgot how to address me. You turn around and go back a few steps and approach me again and do it right this time." The big man stared at Tom for a moment, dropped his menacing eyes, and walked away a few yards and returned."You wanted to see me, Boss?" he growled. Moses knew from past experience that Tom Rivers would hit him or maybe even shoot him if he didn't obey. Moses Waller knew for a fact what Clive Rollins didn't believe. Tom Rivers was a mighty tough man."Yeah, Moses," Tom said leading the prisoner to a shady spot. "How many kids you fathered?""Huh? Kids? Hell Boss, I ain't got no idea," the bewildered man said. "Couple dozen I expect. Don't rightly know. Why you ask me that, Boss?""I hear you like to take your women kinda rough," Tom said still keeping his voice low and calm. "I hear you don't mind a little rape. I hear you like to hear your bitches scream. Is that so?" Moses wasn't sure how to answer the man's question., so he shrugged his massive shoulders."The last time you was on my gang, you caused me a heap of trouble. You kept the other prisoners all riled up. You caused a couple prisoners to get shot, as I recall," Tom said. "I ain't goina have that this time, Moses. I told my guards that at the first sign of a disturbance they was to shoot you. No matter if you was there or not. If any prisoner is goina get shot it will be you, Moses. If two prisoners get to fightin then you get your ass shot no matter if you are in the fight or not. You hearin' me Moses?""Yeah Boss, I'm hearing you, but it don't seem right to me. I can't be held to blame for what somebody else does.""Yes you can," Tom said with a short barking mirthless laugh. "You can and you will be. You ever fuck a white woman?" It took Moses Waller a few moments to follow the change in the conversation. He had raped a white woman one time. She foolishly flirted with him and got her ass fucked long and hard, but Moses wasn't stupid enough to admit it to anyone. Especially a white man with a gun. The woman never told anybody about it and he hadn't either. He shook his head. "I think you're lieing to me," Ton said pleasantly. "Don't much matter right now, but you don't want to make a habit of it. No, Moses, I got a proposition for you. You keep your nose clean, cause me no trouble and I'll sweeten the pot for you.""How's that, Boss?" Moses asked suspiciously. "How you goina sweeten the pot?""You keep in line and keep the other prisoners in line and I'll give you a pretty little white woman to fuck," Tom said . He almost laughed a the shocked expression on the man's cruel face. "Every couple months I'll take you to a place where you can fuck the hell out of a little white girl. You can tie her up and fuck her all night long and nobody will ever say a word about it. You can fuck her ass if you want to and nobody can say anything.""Boss that don't make no sense to me," Moses said. "What if she screams?" "She can scream her head off," Tom said. "Don't make no difference.""What if she tells the law on me? Or worse, the Klan get wind of it?""Completely safe, Moses. No one will ever know. This gal is a slut and she really likes to be raped hard. Makes her hot, you know? She likes a hard nigger cock in her white pussy. Hell, I'll bet she got a black cock in her right now. There is one thing, Moses," Tom said low and menacing. "Mark her face or hurt her very bad and you'll die."***Cora Cook did indeed have a black cock in her. She was on her hands and knees on a blanket by the pond. Her white ass high in the air while Rolo plowed his cock in her. Even over the hum of the insects and the calling of the birds she could hear the slurping sound of Rolo's cock as it went in and out of her. She loved the feel of his hard black cock in the tiny white pussy. Her only complaint, unvoiced of course, was that Rolo was too gentle with her. She wished that sometimes he would fuck her rougher, make her do what he wanted her to do. She couldn't make Rolo understand it was all right.Cora remembered her daddy telling her mother about seeing Glory Wilson tied and raped by Willie. She could almost see in her mind the debauchery of that rape and she could almost smell the odor of the sexual atmosphere in that barn. She wanted to be taken by a nigger and fucked long and rough. Cora had a hard shattering orgasm from the fucking Rolo was giving her and from her thoughts as he did.***"You got to be foolin' me Boss," Moses Waller said to Tom. "What's the catch?""No catch," Tom replied. "You do what I say and you get to fuck a white girl. There is one thing. I might need you to jack a man's jaw sometime. You got a problem knocking the shit out of a white man?""Hell no!" Moses said. "I mean, no sir, Boss. I ain't got no problem with it. Who you want beat up?""We'll talk about it later," Tom said. "In the meanwhile you stay out of trouble and keep your mouth shut about everything we talked about. One little hint and the deals off and you're a dead nigger."Tom watched the huge man swagger back to the gang, It was hard to swagger in leg irons but Moses Waller managed it somehow. Tom was thinking he would have to get more film for his camera. Maybe even a newer camera. He also wondered if the gossip was true about Moses Waller. He heard that the man had a cock as big as a king snake. Time would tell.***"Cap, what's this shit I hear about you takin' Moses Waller off the gang?" Clive demanded. It was two days after Tom's conversation with Waller. Clive was red faced and angry."I got some work for him at my place," Tom answered his assistant. They were at the work farm in Tom's office."You can't do that!" Clive yelled at his boss. "It ain't right!""It's right if I say it is," Tom answered calmly. "He'll run first chance he gets.""He ain't ever ran," Ton snapped his patience wearing thin. " Take his chains off and get him cleaned up. We'll be leaving in a little while.""I ain't goina do it!" Clive yelled. "That's plum crazy!"Tom stared at Clive for a moment, nodded his head as if answering an unspoken question, and silently got up from his chair. He went to the door and called for Arnold Biggs who was in the yard."Arnie, you are promoted to lieutenant," Tom informed him. "Clive is reduced to guard status. Get the chains off Moses Waller and get him cleaned up. He'll be at my place for a few days.""Now hold on a minute, Cap," Clive said. "I didn't mean""Shut the fuck up, Clive!" Tom yelled. "When I give an order I expect you to do it. I'm sick and tired of your pissin' and moanin' around here. Get out of my sight and I mean now!" He turned back to the opened mouthed Arnie. "If you can't do what I say, I'll find somebody who can." Arnie left at a dead run to obey. He was excited about his promotion. Besides the extra five dollars a week it gave him something else. He was now a man to be reckoned with. Arnold Biggs laughed out loud at his unexpected windfall. Cousin Clive now worked for him. "Fuck you Clive," he yelled as he ran. "Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.""You can't do this Cap," Clive said. He was rooted by shock at what had just happened to his world. Being a lieutenant was important to him. "It just ain't right.""Yes I can," Tom snapped. "I can and I did. I'm tired of hearing you whine about what's not right. How long you stay a guard remains to be seen. What are you going to do when you can't carry a gun and push the niggers around? Go guard something, Clive, while you still got a job."***Tom, Moses Waller, and Bigun got to the farm just after six o'clock that Friday evening. Tom took the two men to the barn and told them what he wanted and where the tools were. He cautioned them to stay out of sight because he wanted what he had planed for Cora to be a surprise. One hell of a big surprise.Tom's barn was one of the few in the area with electricity, but it was dark when he and Cora entered it."What on earth are we doin' in the barn, Tom?" Cora asked. She was mildly surprised when Tom sent Rolo on a trip. She had been looking forward to another night of hard sweaty fucking."It's a surprise, Cora," Tom Rivers said. "But one I think you're goina like a lot." Inside the barn Tom lit a kerosene lantern throwing a half light over the interior. Cora saw that fresh straw had been put in the runway of the barn and a wooden X had been constructed in the middle. The wooden cross was made out of smooth planks. Tom led Cora to the large X and turned her around so that her butt was against the wooden cross pieces. He quickly secured her hands high above her head , ignoring her questions and her concern. She cried out when he cut her simple dress away and tossed the remnants aside. He attached her legs to the cross so that she was naked, helpless, and completely exposed."Quit snivlin' 'bout your dress. I'll get you another one," Tom assured the naked and trembling girl. "You just relax now." He took a cloth blindfold out of his pocket and cover her eyes. Then in her darkness Cora could hear the low murmur of male voices and wondered if Rolo was really there instead of being off somewhere. Suddenly she felt big strong calloused hands rubbing up and down the inside of her spread legs. She also felt hands cupping her small perky titties and squeezing them. She felt lips and a hot wet tongue licking her pussy at the same time she felt her nipples being sucked and twisted. She thought it had to be Rolo and Tom until she heard Tom's voice from some distance away telling the unknown men to have at her. "You sure, Captain?" a deep gruff voice said. "You sure this is all right?" "I'm sure," Cora heard Tom's voice said. "You boys can fuck this bitch to your heart's content. You know the rules." Cora felt rough fingers grab her clit and tug hard, causing her to moan. She would have fallen if her hands were not tied high above her head. Other rough fingers were pulling and jerking her nipples.Cora admitted to herself that she was scared to death, but it was exciting not knowing who was tormenting her. Her body was responding to the rough treatment it received. She could feel the moisture in the pussy and she also felt a tongue go deep in her wet cunt. She screamed in pain as sharp teeth hit down hard on a nipple."You want me to take the blindfold off, Cora?" Tom's voice asked. "You want to see what's happening to you?""Yes," Cora hissed loudly. "Please take it off." Suddenly the blindfold was whipped off and she blinked in the bright light. The barn was flooded with light and she saw two big black bucks hovering at her trembling white body. One was sucking on her nipple the other one was on his knees between her spread legs running his tongue over her throbbing little clit and sliding his finger along her butt crack.The kneeling man roughly shoved a finger in her ass causing her to yelp and then groan. Cora saw Tom standing close by stroking his hard cock. He was adjusting something on a large camera. Suddenly she was blinded by a bright flash as Tom Rivers took the first picture of the debauchery. The first of many.***Cora awoke in a state of confusion. She knew she wasn't in her bed and it took a moment for her to realize that she was laying naked in Tom's own bed. As she became awake she remembered the events of the night before.Cora recalled how she had been ravaged by two mean blacks. Ravaged over and over again while she was tied to a cross in the barn. She remembered the first time one of then rammed his big pecker in her. She remembered and smiled. Both of the big bucks had huge cocks. Bigger than Willie had been, bigger than Rolo, and much bigger than Tom Rivers.Cora felt her sore, swollen pussy begin to get wet as she remembered how they fucked her. Standing tied for a while then when they cut her down and put her on a straw filled mattress on the barn floor.She remembered Moses was the mean one's name. He was the one who first fucked her poor little ass. She couldn't remember the other man's name, but she remembered his hard black cock well. She recalled how they fucked her until she passed out and how they started on her again when she woke up.As she lay there remembering how she had been sexually abused over and over again her hand involuntarily found her ravaged pussy. Carefully she stroked her tender clit bringing herself a mild orgasm.Cora smiled as she remembered how they had both fucked her at the same time. She remembered how she had screamed when she came with a blinding flash of light. Then she remembered Tom and his camera. That may have been the cause of the flash, she thought. At least part of it. She closed her eyes and drifted off into slumber again.The next time she woke the room was flooded with light. Cora realized that it was in the afternoon. She got up and stood on legs that still were unsteady and made her way to the bathroom. Tom Rivers had one of the few indoor bathrooms in the county. He also had installed a large bathtub which she started filling. She saw he house was empty as she made her way to the kitchen. She got two large containers and heated water for her bath.She was still soaking in the hot water when Tom opened the bathroom door and stuck his head in."How's your pussy?" he inquired with a grin."Sore," Cora answered."How's your ass?""Sore," she responded. "So are my titties.""You get enough fuckin' for a while?""For a while," she answered with a grin. "What wassomething." Cora couldn't find the words to describe her adventure. "I ain't ever been so" Her voice trailed off."Fucked?" Tom supplied."Yeah," she agreed. "Fucked.""I spent all morning in my darkroom developing pictures. I got most of them printed. You want to see yourself getting fucked by two niggers?" "Yes sir," She quickly agreed. "I sure do. Are they goina fuck me again?""Count on it," Tom said with a laugh. "Count on being fucked by a lot of big black cocks in the days to come."The End |
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roselane.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/21/roselane.txt | In the Nineteen ninety's I lived in a great old Victorian house on Rose Lane in Bend Oregon. The huge old house had been converted into apartments, and I had the small one at the very top with my own balcony.Working as an Internet researcher gave me a lot of free time to enjoy outside interests and I had a wonderful boyfriend. Life was good, if a little humdrum. But when Peter and Carmen Mallory moved in next-door things got very interesting...CHAPTER 1 - ArrivalThis story is a little embarrassing for me to tell, because some of the things that Carmen and I did could easily be considered perverted. I don't embarrass easily, and I like most things to do with sex, but even I blush a little when I think about what I did to my boyfriend without his consent.It started about three months ago when Carmen and Peter Mallory moved into the apartment next to mine...Although I have a great boyfriend, I enjoy the freedom of living alone. Jeff (my boyfriend) lives about thirty minutes away, but stays over two or three nights during the week, and almost always on Friday and Saturday nights.It was one of those lazy Saturdays in central Oregon; overcast and rainy. Jeff and I had stayed in bed late, making love in a slow and feel-good way until late morning. When at last we did get up, we lazed around the place and had breakfast and coffee on my small covered balcony.We were just finishing up when a big van pulled into our long driveway. My apartment is in a big old mansion that has been converted into six units. I knew the apartment behind mine was empty, and that new tenants were expected to move in soon, but I knew nothing about them.So, being the snoop that I am, I made Jeff stay out on the balcony with me while we waited for a glimpse of them. I think we were both interested in what they would be like, but all we saw at first was the top of their 24-foot van.Then a couple got out of the truck and pulled the rear roll-up door open. My first impression of them was one of surprise. The woman was wearing short cutoffs; and I mean SHORT cutoffs. She must have cut the pockets out of them, because you'd have been able to see the white material hanging out if there had been any. It looked kind of slutty, and that interested me. I looked over at Jeff and could see that he was interested now too.I also had my first sight of the man. He was worth looking at - one of those hard-bodied guys with smooth, hairless skin and a light tan that looked like it probably covered his whole body. They looked to be in their mid-thirties, and were obviously athletic.I began to hope that I might soon have a couple of new running partners; both of them looked as if they could be runners. I like to run about ten miles every evening at dusk, but Jeff is always reading me the riot act about "women running alone on a deserted road at night". It would be great if I could get my new neighbors to go with me, I thought. It's more fun to run with someone and though they were probably fifteen years older than me, I didn't think either one of them would have any trouble keeping up.With that thought in the back of my mind, I suggested we get dressed and help our new neighbors move in. We threw on our clothes, both of us coincidentally grabbing one of Jeff's company's black T-shirts which say "Structural Engineers Keep It Up Longer", and went down to introduce ourselves.We made our way noisily down the spiral stairs, two steps at a time, which is how we normally descend from my crows-nest apartment. As we hit the bottom of the staircase we almost fell into the lady as she came through the door.She looked surprised at first, but after introductions and our offer of help she soon recovered, pulling us outside by our arms to meet her husband."Peter! Look what we have here! Free labor and they dress alike too!"-=*=-We got to know each other pretty well after that. Both Carmen and Peter were runners, just as I'd thought they might be, and I found myself with company on my evening jogs. Carmen and I ran every evening and Peter joined us whenever he was home. He works in the forestry industry as an inspector and has to spend at least one night and sometimes two or three nights out on the road.Carmen and I quickly became close friends, the age difference making no difference to either of us. She confided in me as if I was her sister and I found myself doing the same.She wasn't shy about life issues either. She and Peter had moved into the apartment just behind mine and our bedrooms abutted each other's. The lady who lived there before had been as quiet as a church mouse, but I found I could hear every sound Carmen and Peter made. (The previous tenant must have had some interesting nights listening to Jeff and me going at it in my bedroom.)Carmen didn't have to work, but seemed very interested in my job. Doing research for a marketing company on the Internet is unusual as a full-time job, I know, but I couldn't understand why Carmen was so interested in the details.Then, one evening after we'd just finished our run, she explained. "I hope this doesn't shock you, Kristen, but Peter and I used to belong to a swingers' club in Portland."We were doing our stretching/cooling-off exercises outside in the yard at the time and my interest was piqued. I'd never met anyone into that sort of thing before.Carmen didn't wait for me to say anything, but forged ahead, a slight quiver in her voice. "You see, the reason we moved into the hinterlands of Oregon is that Peter had become jealous of my relationships with other men. He was doing the same with other women, but couldn't take me doing it."I couldn't believe it. I stood in a half-crouch in mid-stretch, staring at this attractive woman and imagining her having sex with half the male population of Portland. My mouth may have been open, I'm not sure.True to form, she didn't let the silence draw out and quickly came to the point. "The reason I'm telling you my little secret, Kristen, is that you said you did Internet work. Well, I don't have a computer and was wondering if I might use yours to e-mail some old flames and maybe download a few pictures."This I could understand. When I first started on the Internet, it hadn't taken me long to start trading smut with other smut-worshippers. I got over that picture phase, but I still dabbled in erotic stories and kept in touch with a newsgroup or two.I smiled knowingly. "Sure Carmen, any time you like. My schedule is super-flexible and you can use my computer whenever the urge strikes."She laughed at the smirk on my face and explained, "It's just that after all the sexual activity I've been used to, I need something extra to keep up the intensity. Peter is a great lover, but I still find that I need some external stimulation to keep the spice in our sex.""No problem and I know exactly what you mean." I felt that I did know what she meant, but time would show that I was a real innocent compared to Carmen.-=*=-Carmen took me up on my offer immediately, dragging me up to my bedroom office and getting me to log on. Once I'd logged on to the Internet for her, I told her to be sure to shut everything down when she finished, and that I'd be in the kitchen, cleaning up, if she needed anything.She surprised me again by begging me to stay and meet her on-line friends. "I don't want to get into trouble with Peter, and I figure that if you're here with me, it'll seem more like us girls messing around than me surfing the swingers' network."I tried to make an excuse, but Carmen continued pleading with me to stay and since I was curious anyway, I let her talk me into staying.In short order she was book-marking sites I'd never heard of before, real-time chat rooms and newsgroups. She seemed to be well known in all of the sex related chat rooms and she had her own Hotmail account called [email protected] was amazed at the number of people she managed to contact in such a short time. And the kind of things she said really opened my eyes! I guess Carmen hadn't exaggerated when she said that she and Peter had been swingers. In one chat room at least four guys told her how much they missed her and praised her attributes to the skies.Well, after two hours of this I was simmering. I'd never known anyone in real life having had sex with so many people and I couldn't help wondering how she could still look so good, when she must have abused her body with that kind of life style.Later that evening, I bombarded Carmen with questions about the swinging sub-culture and she seemed to enjoy answering even the most intimate ones. Apparently, both she and Peter kept tallies on how many people they'd had sex with. Carmen shocked me when she said that she'd had 312 partners over the past five years, not all of them men.CHAPTER 2 - My First Lesbian ExperienceFrom that night on we shared a new secret life, one that we kept from both Peter and Jeff. I couldn't tell Jeff because he and Peter were becoming buddies; Jeff might let something slip and I didn't want to get Carmen into trouble with her husband.Things went on like this for a month or so. Carmen would come over to my place in the evening when Jeff wasn't there and we'd submerge ourselves in this perverted world of swinging, cheating, sex, and contact with people who were actually doing it.Then, about two weeks ago, after a particularly steamy evening of Internet surfing and chat, it happened.Carmen logged off and turned to me, putting her hands on my knees and looking searchingly into my eyes. I almost jumped out of my chair. I'd just changed into my running gear, and was wearing a tank top and running shorts. And having her hands on my bare knees and the look in her eyes really made me feel funny.I'd been turned on all night because Carmen had been having some particularly imaginative cybersex with "Prince", one of her favorites; so my nerves were already on end. I needed to run in order to wear off some of the sexual tension that had built up in me.Gently massaging my thigh, Carmen said, "You know, I'd love to see you and Jeff make love to each other."You could have heard a pin drop in the room as I sat there, looking back into her smiling eyes. I was instantly aroused. Up to that point, my sexual excitement had been unfocused; I had been a spectator only. Now, with this experienced older woman rubbing my leg and staring into my eyes, I knew something exciting was about to happen.I found it difficult to breathe, and all I was able to say was: "Jeff wouldn't go for that; and what about Peter?""They don't have to know anything about it. I'm thinking about shared voyeurism. You can watch Peter and me as much as you want. You can even invite Jeff to watch if you think he'd like it."I was still a little stunned. "I-I don't know, Carmen; that's a little over the top, don't you think? She looked at me seriously, "Kristen, I'd never do anything to jeopardize our friendship, honest. It's just that I've been fantasizing about you and Jeff for months now. After being with you so many evenings, cruising the swingers' pages and, well, listening to you guys through the wall, I just thought maybe we knew each other well enough for me to suggest something I know would be fun, that's all."The more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. If we could arrange it in such a way as not to be caught, it would be a maximum rush. I wasn't at all bashful about having sex with Jeff, and the thought of this attractive woman watching me enjoy him turned me on like a current of electricity. Besides, she'd just be watching.I smiled and said, "So, how could we watch each other without the guys catching us?""Simple, sweetheart, a peephole," she said.I was confused now. "Huh? I thought we'd have to hide in the wardrobe or something.""We'll have a strategically-placed peephole in our joint bedroom wall; that way neither of us will know when we're being watched. It'll pep up the sex with our men every time, believe me."She smiled radiantly. I was so horny by this time that I agreed with Carmen just so that she'd go home; I needed to relieve my sexual tension, and wasn't ready for anyone to watch me do it.She understood and smiled, taking my hand and pulling me gently over to my bed. I guessed what she had in mind, but didn't know how to react. I wanted Carmen to leave, but I was also excited by the unknown. What would she do? I felt my heart pounding almost painfully in my throat.I sat down on the bed and Carmen knelt down in front of me.Almost whispering, she said: "You're going to like this; trust me, Kristen."I looked down at my lap and saw a small wet spot on the front of my shorts. My body felt unbelievably hot; nothing like this had ever happened to me before! I felt like I might faint.She pulled open the snap on the waistband of my clinging shorts and I watched numbly while the zipper was pulled down. She began to tug at the waistband, trying to remove my shorts.I suddenly remembered that I wasn't wearing underwear and flushed with embarrassment at the thought of Carmen's likely reaction. Then the foolishness of that thought hit me full force. I was being stripped by another woman and worrying that she might find me improperly dressed! I giggled a little hysterically at the absurdity of the idea.In no time at all Carmen, with a little help from me, had removed my shorts, leaving me naked from the waist down and still giggling (though sobbing might be the more appropriate word). I was so nervous I didn't know whether I was coming or going.Carmen pushed me backwards onto the bed, and directed my right hand between my legs, whispering in my ear: "Honey, I want to see you cum! Bring yourself off for Carmen. Cum for me, baby!"She put her hand over mine and began rubbing slowly up and down my slit. I was embarrassed at first, but amazing feelings were rushing through my body. I soon forgot all about modesty and began masturbating, right in front of Carmen - and it felt good!She lay down beside me with her face only inches away, whispering soft encouragements. I kept up a good rhythm, rubbing my palm back and forth over my swollen clit and soon felt a gigantic orgasm begin to rise.Carmen moaned, and I felt the vibration of it from her chin that was now pressing against my hipbone. I began to thrust my fingers into myself as deep as I could force them. I was on fire."GOD! OH GOD!!" The air rushed out of my lungs as my orgasm exploded, leaving me shivering and shaking in ecstasy. I imagined myself as Carmen, watching me cum a few inches from her face. My body was writhing around as a result of my own handiwork and now her hands had joined in too.As I came in long, sobbing shivers, I felt both of Carmen's hands roaming over and between my parted thighs and her lips kissing me high on my inner thighs. The electric sensations lasted longer than in any previous orgasm I'd ever had before in my life. Eventually my spasms quieted down, and I was about to relax when Carmen moved in between my legs, forcing them apart. My body jerked with the shock of tongue running over and around my sensitive throbbing clit. I couldn't take it. It was all too intense for me and I started to scream: "NO, Carmen! NO! STOP! PLEASE STOP! YOU'RE KILLING ME! ... OH GOD, YES!"I had completely lost control of my reactions. That had never happened to me before; even in my most powerful orgasms with a guy I'd maintained some element of control. This time, though, Carmen had played me like a musical instrument, and my body was so sexually overloaded that I came close to blacking out.Eventually, either she thought I'd had enough or was afraid that the noise I was making would bring someone in to investigate, and she took her mouth out of my crotch.I can still remember how it felt. My cheeks were wet with tears and I couldn't stop sobbing.Carmen lay down beside me and hugged me. "See how good it can be when someone's watching," she said. She was smiling that brilliant smile of hers and slowly my sobs turned back into giggles as we cuddled on the bed.I don't remember Carmen leaving that night. I fell asleep and didn't wake until eight o'clock the next morning, when I found myself still naked in bed, with the covers pulled up to my chin. I'd never felt better in my life. CHAPTER 3 - The PeepholeAbout noon, Carmen knocked on my door, and when I opened it she greeted me with a big smile. "Hi honey, how're we feeling? You were really hot last night!" Her eyes sparkled. "I've stopped by to drill that hole. Okay with you?""Um, yes, I guess so... though after last night I'm not sure I'll be up for much anytime soon. I feel sated like I've never been before," I said rather nervously.Carmen didn't seem at all put out. "That's okay with me honey, you can watch tonight. I'll be the one doing the entertaining!"I couldn't imagine what it would feel like to watch another couple making love, but as I thought about her words I began to feel sexually excited again. I surprised myself; only a moment ago I could have sworn that I'd had enough to last a week.Carmen drilled a one-inch-diameter hole in the wall above my bed. When I protested that a hole that large would be too obvious she smiled and reached into a bag she'd brought with her. She pulled out a little wall mirror, which she proceeded to fix neatly over the hole. The mirror wasn't more than ten inches across, but it had an interesting frame and looked nice on the wall.We had to rearrange the furniture, putting my bed against the far wall so that it offered a good view from the peephole. When we were done moving the big stuff, Carmen suggested that I check out the peephole for height and field of vision, so I pulled out my little stepladder and climbed up to eye level with the mirror. Taking it off the wall and handing it to Carmen, I looked though the hole into the next room.I realized that Carmen had already installed a mirror in her room, but that I could see the whole room without obstruction. "They're two-way mirrors, aren't they?" I asked, though I already knew the answer."Yup, they are. So, can you see all right?" she asked."Perfectly. But I still can't believe we're doing something this perverted! If my mother knew about this, I'd never hear the end of it! As for Jeff, well I'm afraid to guess what he'd say."I was extremely nervous about Jeff discovering our little setup.-=*=-That night Jeff showed up, and so did Peter, so we postponed the plan for a night. Jeff was feeling horny, so after watching some TV we went to bed, with sex on our minds.I felt a bit guilty about the sex I'd had with Carmen behind Jeff's back and I suppose I wanted to prove to myself that I was "all woman" because it was my intent to give Jeff some great sex that night.He knew it too, because whenever I suggest starting off with a shared shower he knows that I mean to eat him up!Jeff stripped and headed for the bathroom. He stood in front of the shower doors, adjusting the water temperature, while I discarded my T-shirt and bra in the bedroom. I was about to follow him when I heard a knock from Carmen's side of the wall; three knocks, then three more. It was our prearranged signal, which we'd decided to use for the first couple of times and indicated that someone was watching.Standing there naked, I must have looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck. I hadn't prepared myself for this. Might Peter be watching me standing there stark naked?I had assumed there'd be no peeping tonight, and I guessed that Carmen had told Peter about our little arrangement in hopes of loosening him up a little.The scenario ran through my head as I stared at the mirror. Carmen wanted to get her husband back into the swinging mode, and letting him watch us fuck would be a good start down that road, I guessed.I felt a little used but, surprisingly, that served only to arouse me. I smiled and turned toward the bathroom. Then I noticed that you could see straight through the bathroom door to the shower. I felt a momentary annoyance that Carmen could be looking at my man in all his glory.I had prepared myself to look at Peter, but I hadn't given any thought to how I might feel about others seeing my man naked. Then the thought popped into my mind that if Carmen succeeded in her aim with Peter, getting him into the swinger lifestyle again, then she'd want to have sex with Jeff since we'd be the couple who lived closest to them. And Peter would then be after me. It was too much to take in all at once, so I just put it out of my mind.All I knew was that I felt super-horny, displaying myself to a strange man. I wondered if he had an erection because of me. Then I wondered if it was Carmen at the peephole, with Jeff's semi-erect Viking cock dangling invitingly before her vision.It was time to stop thinking and have some fun! If being watched was going to make having sex with Jeff as good as it promised, then I was glad she'd talked Peter into watching us.I turned and walked into the bathroom. Jeff had just stepped into the shower when I came up behind him. The water cascaded off his broad back and splashed my front. He turned to face me, his Jeff smile wreathing his handsome face. (I do love Jeff. He's very straightforward about life, and a god in bed!)He reached behind me to close the shower door. I let him do it but I was determined, this time, not to perform my usual shower routine with him. When I want to reward Jeff for being good, I usually make him cum twice - once in the shower, and once in bed.I knew he would be disappointed, but I intended making it up to him in bed, where our neighbors could watch us.I soon became lost in the sensation of wet soapy skin touching wet soapy skin. I love to rub, and to squeeze, and to be rubbed and squeezed by soapy hands in the shower.After Jeff had soaped my breasts, and had knelt down to soap between my legs, I found my resolve breaking down. I just knew I wouldn't be able to hold back when it was my turn to soap his body.Damn, I was right! When he had me clean, both inside and out, it was all I could do to stand up. My legs were trembling as I squeezed some liquid body soap into my hands and rubbed them together. Slowly, savoring the feel of his soapy skin, I ran my hands down Jeff's chest, around his nipples and on down his muscley stomach.When I reached his beautiful straining cock, I stepped right up close, rubbing my very erect nipples against his chest while reaching down soapy hands to fondle his cock and massage his heavy balls.To feel Jeff's soapy cock is an awesome experience! That's the only time I feel a little jealous of men. They have this wonderful toy just hanging there whenever they want it; it's just there for them like a gift.I began to jack-off Jeff's big stiff pole and suddenly thought of our neighbors. Would Carmen get to feel these body parts in her turn and what would go through her mind while she massaged my boyfriend's nuts in the shower? The thought made me shiver.And what would it feel like for me to do this to Peter, maybe while Jeff watched? I suddenly noticed that Jeff was groaning and leaning back against the shower wall. In my fantasy I'd been fucking two men, but in the real world I'd been jacking-off Jeff's soapy cock and it looked as though he was about to cum. Damn!I quickly reached up and took the overhead shower nozzle off its hook and aimed it directly at Jeff's erection to give it a quick rinse. At the same time I bumped open the shower door.I would have normally closed the door again, but not tonight! (I'd heard another three faint knocks.) Jeff was still standing, leaning against the shower wall moaning, now in full view of our voyeur neighbors. And I contemplated the tip of his shiny wet cock, swaying in the cooling air. (I love Jeff's cock, especially when it's squeaky clean from the shower.)I could tell he was on the verge of coming, so I wrapped my fingers around his shaft with one hand, grabbed his nuts with the other and squeezed lightly as I knelt in front of him. I had total control over him at that moment, either to cause him pain or to give him pleasure (so far I've always chosen pleasure!).One more squeeze on his stiff shaft, and the first string of hot white cum spurted onto my chest. I couldn't stop myself and with an ecstatic moan I sank down on his big wet cock taking it into my mouth as deeply as I could.The next surge of hot cum pulsed into the back of my throat, almost making my gag reflex take over. I tightened my stomach muscles and began swooping my lips up and down my man's supercock. (God, I love Jeff!)I could hear him groaning as he let himself go in my mouth. I made a big show of swallowing his cum. Girls don't have an adam's apple, but it's still possible to tell when they're swallowing. I was sexually super-charged at that point, knowing that people were watching us, and probably touching each other up on the other side of the wall.They had to be going crazy over there, but they were only an afterthought to me as I lapped up the last of Jeff's hot sperm.He was so sensitive by the time I let him go that his whole body jerked each time my tongue ran across his cock head. (I really had fun with that!)CHAPTER 4 - Sex Show with My BoyfriendWe dried each other as usual, and I went downstairs to get a couple of iced teas.It's always an adventure to go to my kitchen with no clothes on. My apartment is really no more than two rooms, one on top of the other, with a spiral staircase running three floors up near the front opening of the house. My kitchen, living room and balcony are on 'my first floor' (second floor of the house) and my bedroom and bathroom are on the next floor up (third floor). So, when you go out to the kitchen you're really going where anyone coming into the building could look up the stairwell and see you. I do it all the time, and so far I don't think anyone has seen me.Anyway, when I got back, and after we had a few sips of our tea, we began messing around again on the bed and I became horny all over again.I knew that Carmen and her husband were probably fucking each other while Jeff and I were lying in each other's arms. I could hear them next door; their bedsprings were making a rhythmic squeaking sound, and the temptation to go over to the peephole and remove the mirror so I could watch them became almost a physical thing.The thought of Peter being so turned on by watching us and shooting his sperm into Carmen - possibly at that very moment - was such a turn-on for me.I had the over powering urge to myself get off, so I climbed on top of Jeff and began stroking his magic love tool to get it fully hard, intending to ride him until I came. But Jeffrey had other ideas.He grabbed my breasts and began massaging them with his strong hands. Wonderful sensations arose between my legs each time he twisted a nipple.Then he picked me up and rolled over on top of me. It never fails to give me a rush when he lifts me as effortlessly as if I were a child and puts me down wherever he wants me. I always feel weak and vulnerable against that Viking strength of his. While I lay waiting for Jeff to pleasure me, I heard the faint three-knock signal again. 'Boy, they must fuck like a couple of rabbits!' I thought.The image of Peter mounting Carmen and humping her like an animal made my juices flow even more freely just as Jeff was putting his tongue inside my pussy."Hmmm, we're certainly ready tonight," he said with a chuckle.'If he only knew,' I thought.He started hitting all the right places, making me squirm about under his tongue. After a couple of minutes of pure animal pleasure, I grabbed his hair and pulled his moist face up against mine. We kissed, deeply, as I took back what I had given.I love kissing. If you know me at all, you already know that about me. I could kiss all night long; in between fucking, of course!After a while, I felt that we owed our voyeur neighbors a little more action to pay them back for the excitement they'd added to my sex this evening. So, tearing my lips away from Jeff's, I moaned in his ear: "Fuck me, caveman! Give me some of that horse dick of yours! I want it deep and hard. Get those rocks off in me, baby! (Jeff likes a little dirty talk, especially about his wonderful maleness, and it's easy for me, because I like talking dirty to him.)"Come on, make me scream for mercy! Stretch me so wide that I'll be spoiled for other men! Come on, honey fuck me! I need your big cock rammed deep into me. Fuck me like an animal!" (Yes, that's the kind of thing I really do say when we're doing it. I know it looks corny in print, but believe me, when Jeff has his big beautiful cock poised, it just comes out naturally!)I watched him rise up over me, the muscles on his biceps standing out like ropes. He poised himself over my opened body as if he was doing pushups. His massive cock was so erect that even in that pose it was almost tight against his stomach.I held my breath. My animal-man swooped his body against me in one quick thrust and he shoved into me on the first attempt. Jeff seems to have that particular knack. "Oh...!!" In an instant I was full of cock. Jeff had thrust right home and was straining his pubic bone hard against my mound. To become instantly full, and to be so wet, is the ultimate pleasure for me. One of the things I like best about fucking is the feeling of becoming filled up. For me, there's nothing to touch it in the world. It gives me a feeling of "completeness" that I didn't have a moment before. And Jeff fills me up so nicely.As he drilled me with his rigid manhood, I heard sounds again from the next apartment and saw the mirror begin to move. I couldn't concentrate on it at that moment because Jeff became the animal I'd called him. He jabbed into me, pulled all the way out and then thrust again to the hilt, grinding his pubic bone against my clitoris.He pulled out, then thrust to the hilt, again and again. Faster and faster, my body was being jerked around by his animal power. I felt helpless, like a rag doll, as he used my body for his pleasure. "Fu-u-c-k m-e, f-u-c-k m-e h-a-r-d-e-r, f-u-c-k m-e l-i-k-e a-n a-n-i-m-a-l..." I had started to hyperventilate because I could only breathe at moments when Jeff was pulling out of me.Each time he crashed me back into the mattress the breath was forced out of me, so I had to take quick shallow breaths to keep some oxygen inside me.Vaguely I heard a crash, which sounded like the windows of my apartment breaking; then a mind-numbing orgasm surged through my body, radiating from our union point and exiting through my fingertips and toes. My body exploded in pure pleasure.Jeff suddenly stopped thrusting into me, holding me in a bear hug as his body quivered above mine shoved deeply inside me. In a moment of sanity I felt the first gush of hot cum shoot towards my womb, then another orgasmic contraction took hold of my body and I forgot even to breathe.When it was all over we lay quietly in each other's arms, as we always do after great sex. And after a while, when the blood had slowed in our veins and the ocean noises quieted in our ears, both of us sat up and listened to the racket going on in the Mallory's' apartment next-door.It was quite obvious what they were doing over there!Jeff looked at the opposite wall and said: "What the hell?" He got off the bed and went directly to the little one-inch hole in the wall. The mirror was on the floor in a million pieces, and he had to step carefully so as not to cut his bare feet.I watched his muscley butt flex as he stood on his toes to look through the peephole. I held my breath as I waited for his reaction.The noise from the other room had got louder, and I could hear Carmen crying out. What would Jeff do when he realized that our neighbors must have been watching him fuck me? Would he be disgusted with me for being a pervert and letting them watch us?He was at the peephole for the longest time. And I admired his body as his leg muscles flexed from standing on tiptoe.At last he turned back to me, and I let my breath out in relief because he had this big grin on his face, and his Nordic flagpole was waving a big hello at me.Now my only worry was: where was all this peephole stuff going to lead?!CHAPTER 5 - My Second Lesbian Experience In the light of day I felt embarrassed at what we'd done. I felt just like a slut having screwed my guy in front of others. At first I couldn't see how I could face Carmen and Peter after that, but Carmen was still my running partner, and we continued to run together every evening when I was at home alone without Jeff, so it didn't take me too long to get comfortable around her again. We no longer discussed any sex-related stuff and I pushed the peeping incident into the back of my mind as having been just one of those things...Well, I know better now.You see, I have an "experimental" outlook on life. I also have an active imagination, which includes things sexual. I guess the unusual and kinky excite me more than they do most women. It's always been that way for me; as far back as I can remember.The good part about it is that all my boyfriends have really liked that about me. The bad part is that sometimes I get talked into things that other women rightly walk away from.-=*=-The topic of sex came back up last night. It was almost dark by the time Carmen and I finished our ten-mile run. We were doing our "cooling off" exercises in the front yard when she asked if we could use the computer to do a little cruising on the swinger sites.Well, I enjoy looking at the various kinks these swinger-types advertise and I didn't want to offend Carmen by playing the prude, so I agreed, but just for an hour or so because Jeff was coming over at eight o'clock. He and I had been apart all week and I had special plans for him that evening.We hurried up to my apartment, and Carmen turned on the computer while I went to take a shower. I was soaping up when the bathroom door opened and Carmen popped her head round. "Hey, Krissy, how about you and Jeff having dinner with Peter and me tonight?" I opened the shower door slightly and looked out, intending to say that Jeff and I planned to dine at Raffia's Place in town, but my answer stuck in my throat.Carmen was standing in the doorway, completely naked.When I regained control of my voice, I exclaimed, "Carmen, what are you up to out there?!""Nothing. I just thought we could take a shower together. It'll give us more time at the keyboard." She walked in pulled the shower door from my grip, then stepped into the tub next to me. I felt very embarrassed.Yes, I know we'd had sex not two weeks before, but I really hadn't planned on making a habit of it; in fact, I was still a little freaked from the earlier experience.I'd already started to protest when Carmen placed a finger on my lips and said "Shush!" I looked into her beautiful eyes (Carmen looks very much like a young Lauren Bacall. No, she really does.) and felt myself coming under her influence again. It's funny, but only a moment before I had been busily washing my body, thinking of nothing in particular and now here I was, standing open to my friend with my legs trembling, prepared to let her do as she pleased with me.I watched the water running down her lovely breasts and thought: "Life is strange." After that all I could think about was the feel of her lips wrapped around my left nipple as she sucked it in to her warm, moist mouth. God, it felt good!The water was cascading down onto both of us now and Carmen's auburn hair was sopping wet as she bent over my breasts. I remember thinking that I mustn't get my hair wet, or I wouldn't be able to go with Jeff to dinner.It was as if Carmen had read my mind, because she twisted us round into the full spray of the showerhead and pressed me against the wall. The jet of water came straight down on me and my hair very quickly became plastered to my head.Now completely soaked, there was nothing to hold me back and I began to feel heat building inside me, an excitement I usually only experience with Jeff when we make love. I hadn't planned this, but the contact with this sexy older woman was driving me crazy.She began pressing down on my shoulders with her hands. I didn't know what she wanted from me, so I resisted until she told me to "sit." (My shower is one of those inserts that have a built-in tub with surround and this particular model has a seat formed at the back inside corner.)Not knowing what else to do, I let her direct me into a sitting position facing her. My face was now at the same level as her pussy and I could see rivulets of water running down her flat stomach, beading up on her furry little strip of trimmed pubic hair. Was I expected to do something to her? Did I want to? I was confused, but her dewy pubes did look rather sexy.Her pussy now disappeared from my line of sight, to be replaced by her lovely face. She was kneeling in front of me, pushing my legs apart, while water continued to rain down on us as if we were in a summer rainstorm.I looked on as she bent her head down between my legs and jumped when her warm tongue began tickling my clit. I was amazed that she was able to home in on it, without any preamble, straight to my pleasure nub. It felt fantastic! I'd never had any similar experience before.Carmen knew exactly how to excite my body and every move she made with her tongue drove me higher than I had been the moment before. One moment her tongue was playing over my clit, the next it was delving between my pussy lips to wiggle inside me. She really knew her stuff!Just before my orgasm hit I realized that she had been playing my body like an instrument. I had no control over the sensations she had brought on me and I blushed to realize that she had taken me to a higher pitch of arousal than sex with Jeff ever had. I lay back against the wall, quietly moaning, quite unable to stop myself from coming. The water was beating down on my swollen nipples and battering my contracting stomach muscles as I came on Carmen's tongue.Within a few moments the pleasure sensations had become so intense that I begged her to stop. She wouldn't, though, and kept up the tongue torture while I squirmed around in a vain attempt to escape.At last I slipped off the shower seat onto the floor of the stall, which had the effect of pulling Carmen's mouth away from my screaming clit. I was breathing so hard that when she brought her mouth to mine, I had either to pull away from her or be smothered. I rolled into a fetal position on the shower floor, instinctively covering my crotch so she couldn't do anything else to me; I needed time to recover.Finally Carman must have realized that I'd had enough, she reached up and turned off the shower before lying down beside me on the shower floor. "Krissy, I don't think I've ever seen anyone cum so strongly; you were beautiful." She hugged me, but I still couldn't speak, so we lay there for a few minutes in silence.After a while I sat up. I felt I had to get away from Carmen before she turned me into a lesbian or something. I had enjoyed our sex too much. She'd totally controlled me, body and soul and that really bothered me. No, it frightened me!"Carmen, we have to get dressed! Jeff'll be here soon and I don't want him seeing us like this!" I hoped she'd accept that, and maybe even return to her own apartment.However, she could read me like a book and realized that I was uncomfortable with the thoughts she'd helped put into my mind."Krissy, don't feel bad about what we just did. It's called swinging. It doesn't mean that you're queer; just about everybody who swings does the same. You're a natural, you know. You should try the full monty; you'd love it and so would Jeff; I'm sure of it. You know, I was disappointed when you covered our peephole and it's been so frustrating being around you and Jeff all the time, just knowing that you guys would make perfect partners.""And yes, I do know that you considered it, but rejected the idea because Peter and I have had so many lovers. But I assure you, we're perfectly safe. With AIDS tests and condoms, it's safer than armature dating."I was staring at her large, erect, dusky-colored nipples while she was explaining that I wasn't queer and that the swinger life-style was as natural and easy as a walk in the park, when Jeff walked in!"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath when I saw my man, wide-eyed, standing in the doorway. His mouth was open as he stared disbelievingly at us.We were still sitting on the shower floor, naked; Carmen's arm was draped around my shoulders and the fingers of one hand were making little circles on my stomach.I jumped up and tried to cover myself. Carmen, however, just leant back, supporting her body on her hands exposing herself to Jeff.I was just grabbing my robe when I turned to see her smiling at Jeff and slowly parting her legs for him. I was suddenly angry with her. How dare she flirt with my boyfriend! I realized that she was doing what she must have done hundreds of times before. She wanted to fuck Jeff and she also wanted to line me up for her husband.The thought excited me, in spite of myself. I knew I ought to say something to stop all this, but I didn't. Instead, I stood as if frozen, watching the scene. My handsome man, his long blonde curls resting on broad shoulders, stood quietly surveying Carmen.Meanwhile she was sitting in front of him, with her strong, tanned legs spread wide, displaying her perfectly trimmed snatch, her bright-pink pussy lips were slightly open, exposing her core and her clit was distended in obvious excitement.I held my breath for what seemed forever, waiting to see what would happen next. I didn't have to wait long. To my surprise, Carmen got up from the shower floor and began dry off and then dressed. But even now she was putting on a show for Jeff.I could see that he was bulging his pants, and so could she. It was so erotic to watch my man watching her. Still standing naked, just out of Jeff's line of sight, I was delirious with excitement.As Carmen slipped on her T-shirt, she said: "Jeff, I hope you liked the show. I was just asking Krissy if you two would join Peter and me tonight for some sex, swinger-style. I'd really love to fuck you, and I mean that." She walked close by Jeff, fleetingly brushing his crotch with her hand as she passed, and came over to me.Jeff swung around and saw me standing there still naked, holding my robe in my hands. Carmen paused in front of me and said in a low voice, "Do think about it, Kristen. I've got to have some excitement or I'll go crazy in this little village. I promise you it will be quite safe, and a lot of fun."That said, she leaned in close, gripping my wet hair, and began a long, deep french-kiss. She made me part my lips, and then sucked my tongue into her mouth. In no time I was panting for breath. Then Carmen stepped back and, winking at Jeff, and strolled out of the room.CHAPTER 6 - We Become Swingers"I can't believe it, Kristen! You mean to say you just had sex with her? And that you've done it with her before!? Did you like it?"Jeff had that whining twang to his voice that he always uses when we have an argument. This time, though, I could hardly blame him. The whole thing had been my fault, though it was Carmen who'd seduced me. I had made Jeff feel less manly; made him wonder about my sexuality.I apologized tearfully: "Jeff, I'm so sorry, she's so much more experienced than me, and she just seems able to take control of the situation. You know me! I've always been the one making things happen, but around her... well; I just can't seem to help myself."I felt terrible, that I'd betrayed him, cheated on him. My apologies were cut short when the phone rang. Jeff picked up the cordless receiver. "Hello?"He listened and I watched him. He'd been away for almost a week, working for the state parks department. He'd been out in all weathers and was sporting a tan as dark as an Indian in the room's soft light. His brilliant blue eyes roamed over me as I stood naked before him.It occurred to me that if we made love it would make him feel better and less threatened by what he'd just witnessed.He hadn't yet spoken on the phone; he just listened to whoever it was on the other end of the line. I thought: why not get things going while he can't say anything to me?I dropped my robe and walked over to him, taking hold of his belt buckle. He looked into my eyes and I wanted to melt. I could smell that "man smell" he had when he'd been worked outside all day. (He hadn't even stopped by his own place to clean himself up.)I undid the buckle and opened the fly of his Levis, and he pretended to ignore me as he listened on the phone. I wondered a little why he hadn't yet spoken, but I became distracted when a quick tug on his pants freed his big beautiful cock that bounced around before my eyes (Jeff never wears underwear, a habit I encourage!).I'll describe my man's tool for the reader, it's so handsome. No, it's not fifteen inches long; nor is it the size of a baseball bat. Together we've measured it, and when fully erect, it is five and a quarter inches long and five inches in circumference. For me, this is the ideal size. But what makes Jeff's cock special is the color and texture of the skin.His cock looks so strong and dominating it makes me go weak at the knees whenever I think about it; and I think about it at the oddest times, for instance when I'm grocery shopping or, worse, at the gynecologist (ahem... sorry about that; didn't mean to get carried away).At any rate, here I was, with my hand on Jeff's cock, and I know what I'm going to do. Normally I wait until after we shower, but I thought that the situation warranted an emergency blowjob. Knowing that he would taste a little gamy, but longing to feel his cock on my tongue anyway, I knelt in front of him. I looked up into his face like a supplicant at a religious shrine, and brought the head of his cock to my lips in a whisper of a kiss.Just then I heard a noise behind me and looked around with my heart in my throat. It was Peter! I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at him. (By the way, Peter looks like Chuck Norris, except that his hair is reddish-blonde and he's much younger. He even wears a closely-cropped beard like Mr. Norris.)I suddenly realized what I must look like, kneeling naked in front of Jeff, with his erection in my hand! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed my robe again. Jeff, meanwhile, pulled his pants up, and I could see he was embarrassed too. However, he didn't say anything, just handing Peter the phone.Peter was grinning as he spoke into the mouthpiece. "Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was already making it up to Jeff!" He looked at me. "Carmen told Jeff just now that he owed her one because you'd probably do something nice for him; but just how nice I hadn't guessed." He beamed at me, while I stood mortified and speechless.Jeff looked at me and said, "Carmen made the whole thing sound rather interesting on the phone. I'm ready to try this swinger thing if you want to sweetheart."I stood in silent shock, wondering what she could have said to Jeff that would get him even to consider swapping. Did he realize what he was proposing? I could understand him wanting Carmen - I know men are like that - but I couldn't understand that he didn't mind me having sex with Peter.Suddenly I didn't find swinging all that sexy anymore. I was afraid things had gone beyond my understanding or control, and I just stood there, trembling in confusion, not knowing what to say or do.Then Carmen was inside the door. Without a word, she walked towards Jeff, as she passed me she gently tugged away the robe I was clasping to my chest. She trailed it behind her, dropping it on the floor when she came up to Jeff.I stood naked and self-conscious while Peter eyed me from the doorway.Brazenly, Carmen popped the one remaining fastened button on Jeff's jeans and lowered herself to a kneeling position as she pulled down his pants.Jeff's cock bounced into the open again and I felt a sharp twinge of jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on it.Jealousy soon gave way to amazement, though, when I saw his whole thing disappear into her mouth and into her throat. She started bobbing her head faster and deeper than I'd imagined possible.I've never managed to take Jeff's whole length into my mouth, and I was fascinated by what I was seeing. Later, I was going to have to ask Carmen how she did that.Jeff stood in the middle of the room with his pants down around his ankles. His head was bent back and his eyes were closed and he groaned as Carmen worked on him.It was obvious that he wasn't going to protest. I still felt confused, though. I didn't think I wanted to have sex with Peter, but how could I refuse?Carmen suddenly stopped bobbing her head over Jeff's cock, standing up she led by his dick over to the bed. He shuffled after her with his pants down around his ankles; Jeff looked like a naughty little boy! It made me smile.She got him to sit down and pulled off his pants. Then she removed his shirt, now he was completely naked. Carmen ran her palms down along his smooth chest muscles, clearly impressed by his body.For some reason I looked over at Peter. I'd already seen his and Carmen's swinger profile on the Internet, with pictures of them making it doggy-style. I couldn't help comparing his body with Jeff's twenty-seven-year old perfect one.I'm used to Jeff's body and feel comfortable doing what I want with it. But here was a strange man; standing close to me and obviously intending to fuck me as soon as I'd let him.Peter was no slouch, even at thirty six and even though he wasn't as handsome as Jeff, the thought of having sex with him excited me intensely. I wondered what it would be like; how he'd feel inside me. Such thoughts made me nervous again.Did I really want to go through with this? I realized that Carmen was calling my name. "Kristen! Come here, please."Looking at them - Jeff sprawled on his back and a nude Carmen straddling his left thigh - I felt uncertain, but did what I was told. She took my hand and pulled me down on the other side of Jeff, who was still lying back with his eyes closed.I noticed traces of Carmen's saliva glistening along the shaft of his rigid cock and momentarily wondered how he'd held out for so long under such stimulation. Maybe he was as nervous as I was, or maybe he'd been jerking himself off while he was away working. (What a waste!)Carmen's voice brought me back to reality. "What did you think of my technique, Kristen?""I was amazed you could take him so deep. I couldn't take that much in a million years," I answered, feeling somewhat intimidated."Watch, and I'll show you how it's done." She bent over Jeff again, effortlessly taking his erect cock in to the hilt, and then she began to pump him in and out with apparent ease, making him groan again, and thrash his head from side to side in ecstasy.I was hugely turned on, watching my running partner and current best girlfriend sucking my boyfriend's cock. Impulsively I said: "Will you teach me, please?"Carmen pulled her mouth gradually off Jeff's now-raging boner with a wet popping sound, sending it slapping against his belly.She licked her lips and said: "The trick is to start slowly, pushing the head against the back of the throat a little more each time. And try to keep your mouth and throat in alignment so the penis can slide unobstructed into your throat. Believe me; once you get the hang of it, it's easy!I was about to try it with Jeff when Peter gently pushed me to one side and knelt between my boyfriend's open legs. Carmen said: "Now watch this, and you'll see just what I mean."I couldn't believe what came next. Peter took Jeff's cock in his hand and fed it into his mouth. I watched in fascinated horror as my boyfriend's cock disappeared to the hilt between Peter's lips.I was still spluttering when he, like Carmen before him, began pumping Jeff's organ in and out of his throat. Peter's head bobbed faster and faster while Jeff thrashed about on the bed, approaching the edge of orgasm. I just watched, not quite believing that this was actually happening.Jeff thought it was Carmen sucking his dick. He was still lying back on the bed with his eyes closed. What would he say, or do, when he discovered it was Peter?I felt really nervous as Jeff began to moan that he was coming. He now opened his eyes and looked at his companion (Jeff likes to watch himself cum, and such habits are hard to break) and I thought he would burst a blood vessel.One moment he was thrashing around thinking how sexy it was to have Carmen eating his cum, and the next he found himself coming into a man's mouth!His face turned bright red with indignation, but he couldn't stop himself from coming. Moreover, Peter knew what he was doing and milked my man of every last drop he had before allowing his orgasm to stop.During the next few seconds the only sound in the room came from Jeff's ragged breathing.Carmen now took something slimy out of a bag, slipped it expertly over Jeff's cock and climbed on top of him. I doubt he could have stopped her in any case, but I would have done if she hadn't used protection. (I found out later that the slimy-looking thing she put on Jeff was what's called "Lamb's Skin", a kind of condom made from the intestine of a sheep. Its advantage is that it doesn't scrunch up like a regular rubber, so neither partner can even feel that it's there. I hadn't known anything like that existed.)Carmen wasted no time in fumbling around, but simply positioned Jeff's cock at her opening and sank down on him, beginning to ride him slowly as I watched.I felt Peter's hand on my leg and rolled over to see him standing over me. He had stripped and was looking at me with lust in his eyes, which looked deep and sensitive, like those of some all-knowing being. I was terrifically horny by now, but I really wanted Jeff to take me.I looked over at him and found him reaching up to take Carmen's breasts into his hands, and squeezing them. I could tell he wasn't thinking of either Peter or me and I felt another pang of jealousy at the thought of the pleasure that Carmen was getting from my man.I looked back at Peter and realized that this was it; either I stopped things now, or I went along with them. As if in slow-motion, I saw Peter take out another one of those slimy things and drape it loosely over his rather interesting erection. I noticed just before he covered it that his cock-head was unusually large - I mean, about twice the size I'm used to. Length and girth were normal enough, but that head interested me.I'd have liked to examine it, but realized that Peter couldn't wait. I began to imagine what his cock would feel like inside me. Surveying his tight stomach and knotted thighs, I also wondered what his body would feel like against mine. To tell the truth, I was terrifically horny and wanted Peter to fuck me; I recall being surprised by the feeling.Anyway, I ended up lying next to Jeff, getting fucked by Peter, while his wife, Carmen, rode Jeff for all she was worth! It was almost funny as Peter moved up between my legs. I'm normally a very careful person. I take great care of my body, and have always been assertive, but here I was, letting Carmen fuck my boyfriend before my eyes and about to be mounted by her husband!It was exactly what she and Peter had wanted; just as they'd planned. It was hysterical. I was hysterical too, unable to stop that fat-headed cock from moving between my legs. I looked down between our bodies to see what was happening; I thought I could feel Peter's cock pressing against my opening. At that angle I couldn't actually see him doing it, but I felt him push, and that big cock-head came rippling down into me. I actually felt it passing along the interior walls of my vaginal canal.It felt both weird and stimulating. He pulled out, then whoosh, back in again, and I got the same rippling effect as he plunged deep inside me.Then he was humping away, and that big fat cock-head was driving me crazy, scratching itches I didn't even know I had. I'd never felt a cock like that before and it was great!He thrust away with abandon, and soon I was thrusting back at him like a banshee, my legs wrapped tightly around his heaving bottom. Both of us were growling and groaning, whimpering and screaming as we thrust at each other. Peter kissed me as he plowed me and I could smell Jeff's cum on his breath.Eventually Peter shoved especially hard, and that huge cock-head pulsated as he pumped his hot cum into me; it was lovely to feel it expand and contract with each gush. It felt so good that I couldn't hold myself back, and I came on his rigid pole in gasping spasms that made my whole body shiver for a goodly amount of minute.I knew what I must look like, but my body went into spasms under his and I called out: "Fuck me, Peter! Cum in me, Peter! God, I love you, Peter..." (Even now I blush to remember those words and feel that I have to make it up to Jeff!)Somehow in the middle of my wild orgasm I realized that I was out of control, and looked over at Jeff and Carmen. She was feeling no pain, riding Jeff's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Jeff, meanwhile, was looking over at me as I continued to cum on Peter's cock. His blue eyes seemed darker than I remembered them, and he had a strange expression on his face.My spasms had started to weaken when Jeff's eyes suddenly lost their focus and his handsome face screwed up. I could tell that he was emptying his balls into the vessel that was my friend Carmen.-=*=-I discovered later that Carmen had already cum by that time, but enjoyed bringing Jeff off a second time. In fact, she declared herself more than willing to do it again, if we would only let her.I thanked her, but declined the offer, feeling that some repairs to my relationship were probably in order. After saying good night and bundling our neighbor/sex partners out the door, I turned back to my boyfriend.I was expecting a rebuke, but Jeffrey surprised me again. With real enthusiasm in his voice, he said: "Baby, you were looking so hot when Peter was driving you crazy that I'd have cum even if I hadn't been getting it from Carmen! I couldn't believe what a sex-crazed little minx you were!"I looked at those handsome Nordic features and smiled weakly. "Sweetie, I'm feeling a little embarrassed by the whole thing, and I still can't believe we did it.""Yeah, I know what you mean, Kristen, but you have to admit, it was great sex and I for one, wouldn't mind doing it again sometime!"Here I am, shaken and unsure and he's already talking about doing it again."Men! Can't live with them; can't live without them!"THE ENDMy other stories are posted at:www.asstr.org/~Kristen/stories/stories.htm |
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favors1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/favors1.txt | Kathy sat at the edge of her daughter's bed and spoke sweetly to her as she tucked her in. "Sleep tight, angel," she told her, and looked upon her face with a dizzying mix of emotions. "The bad people won't come anymore, will they, mommy?" Alex asked. Her face was helplessly twisted with fear, which made Kathy feel a twinge of guilt in her soul for what had happened only three months earlier. "No, sweetheart. They can't hurt you anymore," Kathy reassured the precious six year old and smoothed the long blond bangs from her innocent face. Alex always trusted her mother, but she nevertheless felt uncomfortable in her own bed.Kathy told Alex she loved her and walked to the door. Before she said 'I love you too, mommy', Alex begged her to keep the door open just a crack, and to leave the nightlite on as well. Kathy did what she asked, and slipped away from her daughter's sight.Sixteen year old David sat quietly in his room, waiting for Kathy, his mother, to come in and let him know when it was time. He was extremely nervous, rubbing his hands together and trying to distract himself with computer solitaire. The only thought that calmed him was the image of his mother, but not the wholesome image of a loving, Christian model mother. David thought of her in inappropriate ways; naked, dripping wet, bouncy breasts quivering, luscious lips open, soft skin glowing... "David!" The boy snapped out of his stupor and immediately he was nervous again at the true sight of her. He hadn't a clue how long she was standing there, but it was obvious she was ready to go. She wore nothing but a silky black bathrobe cut in a short skirt style around her waist. Her long, blond hair flowed freely and her smooth, curvy legs stood bare and sexy. "She's asleep and I don't want to wait another minute," she said with authority. David rose sharply and was embarrassed when she noticed the tent he had pitched in his trousers. He tried in vain to hide it as he made the final preparations. All he was wearing was long pants, and to that he added a gray hooded sweatshirt and a mask that featured a skull face that glowed in the dark. Kathy took a step toward him and whispered promises that went far beyond what she had showed him the first time they played this game. But David would have to take things much further this time in order to win his mother's indecent affections. He reached out to touch her, but she brushed him off. "Uh uh, Davey. Not just yet. First Alex, then me," she told her trembling son. "I, I don't know if I can, Mom. What if I can't go through with it?" David muffled through the plastic mask. Kathy made the poutiest face she could and looked him right in the eyes. "Then I guess you'll be sleeping alone tonight, honey. And Mommy will be very disappointed." David did not want to make her angry. His Momma was the kindest woman he knew, but she could be downright cruel when she was horny and things didn't go her way. David swallowed hard and simply and quietly said, "Ok."Following the plan, David walked out of the house and to the window of his little sister's room. He looked around the neighborhood but no one was around at this hour. He gently opened the window and peered inside at the sleeping girl. He felt like a monster but he convinced himself that this had to be done. He crept inside, one foot, then the other, and snuck silently to her bedside. At the bedroom door, he saw his mother through the crack, waiting to witness the perverse events that were about to unfold. Her eyes were wide and she was biting her lip as she watched with great anticipation.Kathy watched her nervous son infiltrate Alex's bedroom and hesitate at her side. She could tell that Alex was sleeping by the way her chest slowly rose and fell in a peaceful rhythm. But this was a peace destined to be interrupted. David reached out to touch her and lightly brushed his fingertips on her arm. The child moaned softly and shifted in her bed.Kathy was getting increasingly frustrated with his reluctance but she could do nothing but remain silent at the door. Since her husband left for the weekend early that morning, she thought of nothing else but this moment. She spent the entire day hot and bothered, teasing her poor son's cock with her pink short shorts and a white tank top that obviously was 2 sizes two small. In her bed, Alex woke from her slumber to see a stranger lurking over her, his fingers petting her forearm. It took her two seconds to flashback to that horrible night when two masked strangers came into her bedroom and violated her young body in the darkness.Alex screamed, which seemed to startle the man with the glowing skull-face. He was upon her in a flash, covering her loud mouth with his hand. But he was having difficulty stripping her with one arm, so he turned her over onto her belly in an attempt to muffle her cries as he ripped off her jammies. Kathy's adrenaline spiked as she watched her good son strip away his baby sister's pajamas. She began to breathe heavy, silently cheering him on from the sidelines. She admired how quickly he threw himself into it when the moment presented itself. David worked swiftly because, she assumed, he was more than eager to please her in hopes of gaining her sexual favor. She controlled the men in this family and she was damn proud of it. Her husband was a grade A chump who always did as he was told as long as her plump titties were in his face. As would her son, except that David inherited her dark sense of sexuality and could be pushed to extreme limits. Once Alex was left completely nude and vulnerable, David removed his pants. He left on the sweatshirt, as well as the creepy mask. Alex screamed, "MOMMY!" and made a brief attempt at escape, hopping off the bed and towards the door. But David had it covered and intercepted the panicked girl before she reached the hall. She kicked and screamed, but to no avail. Her assailant was too strong and determined to let her off the hook that easily. Alex squealed in fear as the man pitched her effortlessly back onto the bed and sat his naked crotch on her upturned bum. As she lay facedown, feeling desperately helpless, she cried and whimpered. "Please don't hurt me, mister, please!" she sobbed through excessive tears. For a moment she thought she was reaching him, touching his sense of mercy in the hopes of being released. He remained atop of her, yet he did not act to hurt her in any way. Alex begged, "Please let me go. Pleeeeaaase I won't tell anyone. I promise." Just when she thought she was getting through to him, something horrible began to happen; she felt it move. His thing. His 'snake', as she had once heard her mommy call it. His snake began to get stiff and she could fell it lengthen along the tiny crack of her sweet little buttocks.Outside the bedroom, Kathy grew hotter by the second. The house was thick with vile sexuality and the anticipation of satisfied lust. She envied her little girl and the erotic adventure she was about to embark on. Her pussy became moist at the pitiful sound of her daughter's futile pleading. "Oh, you're gonna get it, Alexandra," she whispered to herself as she continued to trace lazy circles around her clitoris.Alex was too young to understand why boys liked to put their snakes in girl's pee-pees, but she did know from her first criminal encounter that it hurt terribly. She asked for mercy one last time, "Don't do it..." but it was too late. Little Alex felt the splitting pain of the intruder's cock sliding its way into her impossibly tight pussy. She screeched in pain and stark terror, but the masked man groaned in what seemed to her like pleasure. She wiggled in an effort to escape, but he drove himself deeper. Poor Alex tried to scream more, but her breath caught in her throat.Kathy's jaw dropped. Heat rushed into her body and perspiration formed on her upper lip. He was doing as he was told, like a good boy, and she decided right there and then that her little boy was in for a treat tonight. At the moment David plunged his shaft into his little sister's immature cunt, Kathy inserted three fingers into her twat and began pumping herself at the speed in which David thrust himself into Alex. "Good boy," she said under her breath as her lubed fingers pushed in and out of her excited puss.He stepped up the pace and Alex found her voice again. She was screaming in frustration and stinging pain. Her attacker became uneasy with her shrill cries and decided to take defensive action. He placed both hands around her skinny neck and interlaced his fingers around her trachea. Keeping his hands together, he pulled up and back, awkwardly curling her spine back into a "C" shape. Her voice abruptly cut off as he strained to pull her back, all the while thrusting his penis into her ripe, young genitalia. Kathy was astonished at her son's forceful actions. New wetness seeped into her love cavity as she listened to the sound of her baby girl choking. She watched her little legs kick violently against the mattress as she worked herself into an orgasmic frenzy. She was so jealous of the little cunt, getting all that hot meat shoved into her with brute and uncaring force. Kathy was so tempted to enter the room that she actually took a step towards them, but then backed off when David jumped off his sister. Alex lay with her face in the pillow, trying to amass the strength to get up and run, but she was exhausted and in shock. She managed only to turn over and face the man in the skull mask before he mounted her again. Her little pussy ached horribly, as if a thousand bees had flown in there and attacked her from the inside. She hoped that he wouldn't put his mean snake back in there, it hurt so badly. The sweet little girl got her wish, but with every granted wish comes new trouble. Skull-man shimmied up her body and knelt on her arms. She opened her mouth to holler in pain and took in a mouthful of meat. She heard the man speak for the first time, but it was only a groan. It shocked her to think that it made him feel good to do this when it made her feel so bad. He started to pump his dick in and out of her mouth the same way he had pumped her pussy, but now he seemed mad at her, because he was making angry sounds and forcing himself even deeper into her face. Sometimes he held it all the way in and poor Alex could feel the swollen head of him touch the back of her throat. She couldn't breathe because his abdomen pressed down on her nose and his balls rested on her chin. Kathy was ready to explode. Drops hit the carpet; a mixture of sweat and lusty pussy juice. She watched David clamp down on tiny Alex and inflict sweet sexual pain upon her. Alex's legs kicked wildly about in protest and Kathy loved the way her belly spasmed with each gag reflex. David would let up for her to catch her breath, and then he'd start thrusting at her face again. Kathy drifted years back, remembering the nights that her big brother and father would come into her room while she slept and satisfy their vile sexual urges. They would violate every one of the pretty little 8 year-old's fuck-holes until they had their fill. At first she didn't like it, but in time she grew to love those dirty nights. She even kept up the act, crying and begging them to stop because she found that the more she protested, the harder they fucked her. Sometimes she would be forced to take both of their dicks at the same time, feeling one sliding in and out of her pussy while another fucked her young mouth. She remembered how Daddy liked to bury his cock in her dirty ass and then make her suck it right after he pulled it out. She delighted in the way her brother and father would grunt in ecstasy because of her. She was so fascinated by the sight of hot cum jetting out of their cocks. They came in her and on her, one after another, then they would leave her lying in her sweat-soaked bed. Oh, the feeling of all that warm cum drizzling out of her ass and pussy. By the time she was 9, warm pleasurable feeling would wash over her when they stuck their hard cocks where they didn't belong. On the nights when no one came to her room, she would lay their frustrated, trying to reproduce the beautiful feelings her family gave her.Just like she was doing now, watching her son recreate the scene for her. David made a few final thrusts and went into spectacular convulsions, and she knew it was almost time to make good on her promise to him. Alex looked up at the cruel man in the mask. His eyes were wild and his breathing became erratic and quick. Something was happening to him and it scared her. As he lost control of himself, he began to press his hips down again, making shallow thrusts and keeping his dick deep in her face. She felt the shaft bend downward, towards her throat, and it hurt. She struggled as tears of pain built up in her eyes. The man yelled out and spurts of juice filled her throat. She had no choice but to swallow every drop of semen he released. It seemed like forever until he was done with her. He kept shaking and shouting and Alex wasn't sure if he was in pain or ecstasy. The man got off her and reached down to the floor for something, but she was in no shape to run. Her face and mouth hurt and her arms were devoid of blood. She felt his warm cum in her belly and resisted the gag reflex. She didn't fight him when he tied her up, she just hoped that this was the end and he would go. She lay bound to her bed as the man hurriedly made his exit out the window.David made his way to the front door and rushed inside. He was excited beyond words to receive his maternal reward. When he got to her room, she was naked and waiting for him to come to bed. He ripped off his clothes and clumsily climbed into bed next to her. "Did I do it like you wanted, Mom? Did I do it right?" He asked her with a longing look on his face. She smiled and replied, "Yeah, honey. You did great, and now I'm going to show you how much I love you." David tensed up as his beautiful mother slowly slid one long, curvy leg against his thigh. David's cock immediately returned to its rigid state, ready to make sweet love to Mommy. Kathy had planned to be gentle with him and take it slow, but she was near insane with lust after what she had just witnessed. She climbed over top of him and sat squarely on his cock, slowly rocking her pelvis back and forth to tease him. Unlike usual, she didn't feel like she was in control of herself and couldn't wait to feel some real cock in her achy pussy. She grabbed it and put it straight in. They both gasped in relief, as if a fire was being put out on their body. But the fire was just getting warmed up. Mommy was everything David had hoped she would be and much more. The feel of her velvety soft vagina on his rod made him want to cry. Mommy rode him so good, kissing his forehead and stroking his hair, saying, "I love you, David," as she gazed lustfully into his eyes. He was intimidated by her beauty and only touched her when she allowed permission. "C-can I touch your butt, Momma?" he asked her shyly, to which she encouraged, "I would like that, honey. Go ahead, baby." David reached for her plump, round ass and marveled at the smoothness of it. It felt so good to squeeze it and make her sigh. They had been making love for 5 minutes when he realized Alex could be heard crying in her room. "Mommy! Mommy!" She screamed, but no one was coming for her. The louder she cried, the faster Kathy fucked her son, joyfully bouncing up and down. David became bold and pushed her off hard enough to throw her to the floor. She landed on her back with a thump and barely had time to recover before the boy was on her. He pulled her long legs apart and went straight for her honey pot. "Ooooohh," she squeeled in a lusty daze. She was impressed at the size of his penis at his young age. He needed some coaching, but his raw energy and desire to fuck her overcame his inexperience. She knew he wanted her, but until now she didn't realize just how hot she had made him. All the teasing must have driven him crazy and now she felt bad, so she opened her legs wide for her little boy, allowing him full access to whatever he wanted. He took full advantage of it, pounding her MILF body into the floorboards. She began moaning, and so did he. They were loud; so loud in fact, Alex must have heard them. What could she be thinking when she heard those sounds? Kathy pulled her son closer and pushed her tongue into his mouth. They gave each other hungry, sloppy wet kisses. He continued humping his mommy while she closed her legs around him and took him in. Alex screamed even louder now, "MOMMY! MOMMY!" David screamed too, "Mommy, Mommy!" Kathy had one final glorious orgasm as her baby boy emptied his balls into her body. "Ooooh, my son! My baby, FUCK ME!" And he did, until every last drop of cum had been leaked into her hot pussy.They lay there on the floor, in each other's arms, his cock softening inside her as they kissed. Alex was quiet. The house was quiet. To be continued? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 46 |
mysummer.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/mysummer.txt | My wife of 23 and I (25) were making a cross country trip in our brand new custom van. We had started from our home in Virginia and we were just taking our time seeing the sights of this great land as we headed west for California. I have to tell you that my wife is a very sexy young lady and loves to flaunt what she has. She is a stunning brunette with long thick hair that she styles with part of it falling down her chest and part down to the middle of her back. Her eyes are deep blue and she has long lovely eyelashes. Her lips are full and she uses dark red lipstick on them. She is 5'6" and weighs 125 lbs. Her measurements are an irresistible - 40-24-39 (D cup). She has long sexy legs and large fleshy, white thighs. Her ass is perfectly shaped, although she thinks it might protrude a bit too much since she has trouble pulling her tight fitting jeans up over it. Her stomach is flat and she has a large naval. Her 40-D, torpedo shaped, tits are full and firm with large pink nipples. She has a large, meaty pussy, that is covered by a large amount of soft, bushy cunt hair. I would imagine that most men would instantly get hard and come in their pants if they ever saw my lovely wife totally naked.Well I suppose I have bragged on my wife enough, so I'll continue with the story of our summer vacation. We were making our way across Colorado when the adventure started. I was driving and my wife was sitting in the passenger seat with her feet propped up on the dash. She was wearing her jeans and her favorite tube top which stretches across her tits so tightly that the weaving in the fabric stretches open to reveal the ends of her pink nipples. We were on a side road, off the main highway, so that we could enjoy the beauty of the forest up close. I suppose it was about noon, on a bright and beautiful day, when a group of about 25 or 30 motorcycles pulled up along both sides of us. The cyclists were of the stereotypical "Hell's Angels" type and several of them had rather slutty looking women riding behind them.One of the bikers pulled up next to my wife's window and gave out a yell, saying "Look at the size of the tits on that momma!" My wife tried to ignore him but he kept yelling things like; "Come on momma, show us your tits." and "I sure would love to slide my dick between those milkers." My wife finally, after my coaxing, stuck her arm out of the van and flipped the bikers a bird. I increased our speed and left the cycle gang behind us. I thought we had seen the last of them when, about fifteen minutes after the incident, the van's alternator belt broke. The engine quit and we coasted to the shoulder of the road. About five minutes later, the biker's pulled up and sarcastically asked, "Having trouble man?"All the motorcycles pulled over to the side of the road and I took my wife's hand and told her not to worry. The leader of the gang walked up to us and asked if he could help with something. I told him that I would appreciate it if he would send someone back with a tow truck because the belt on our engine had broken. He laughed and said, "Sure, we'll send someone back; but first we should really help you with something else." I asked what he meant by that and he said, "Well, it seems as though your sweet looking lady has something wrong with her middle finger. She showed me a few miles back." I just kind of sheepishly blushed and said that we were sorry about that and hoped that they didn't take any offense. The grisly looking biker then said "I personally don't take any offense, but the rest of my gang really wants more of an apology from the young lady. Their feelings are really hurt and I don't think they will settle for just a plain 'I'm sorry'." My wife stepped behind me and I asked the guy if they wanted money or our van or anything else. The rest of the gang just laughed and started moving closer to us. The leader told me that I should just let them do what they wanted and everything would be alright. He then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me away from my wife. I tried to fight him off but two other burly men took my arms and held me. One of the women of the gang walked up to me and rubbed my crotch and asked me how big my cock was. I looked over, in pure fright, to see two members of the gang holding my terrified wife's shoulders while the leader was pulling the tight fitting tube top down over her heaving breasts. He licked his lips and then touched each of her nipples with his middle finger. He said, "Hey boys, check out these jugs. I'll bet that asshole over there loves to suck on these while he fucks her!" Then he leaned forward and sucked my wife's left nipple into his mouth. One of the other bikers was lifting her right tit in his large hand and said, "Man! This tit must weigh 8 pounds by itself! Let's fuck this bitch right now!"I yelled out and begged the gang leader to leave my wife alone and that they could do anything to me that they wanted. The man just stared at my wife's beautiful, huge tits and said, "Hey man, we are doing what we want to you. We're having fun playing with the sweet little lady with these great big tits." I yelled again and struggled against the snickering men who were holding me as the gang leader began feeling my wife's jugs and pinching her nipples between his fingers. My lovely lady was sobbing and pleading with me to help her. I was powerless and fear was raging through my mind.The gang leader told the men holding my wife to take her over to his bike and tie her across the seat. She fought them as they dragged her over to a large Harley and forced her to lay face down across the leather seat. Then her hands were tied with leather straps to the frame of one side of the cycle while her legs were left unrestrained on the other. Two of the bikers were lifting my wife's swinging breasts, squeezing them, and then letting them fall free again to watch them bounce. The leader looked over to me and told me to "Watch real good. You're going to enjoy this! Have you ever watched a cunt get fucked by twenty five cocks?"Then he moved behind my wife and reached around her waist to unsnap her jeans. She just kept yelling "NO!" and started sobbing louder. The man pulled down her jeans, forcing her legs to come together and pulled the faded denim off her lovely feet. She kept her legs together but her large pussy and abundant cunt hair were plainly visible below her soft rounded ass. The rest of the male members of the gang began to move in closer to get a better look at the lovely twat while the leader undid his jeans and pushed them down to his knees. His cock was stiff and was pointing directly at my wife's ass. He said, to my terrified wife, "I gonna love sliding my aching dick up your sweet cunt, momma, and I'm sure the rest of the boys will too!" Then a collective laugh broke out among the gang members.The man about to fuck my wife told her to spread her legs apart or he would tell the men squeezing and sucking her tits to bit her nipples off. She sobbed again and slowly moved her shaking legs apart. The leader then ran one of his hands between the creamy white thighs up to the hairy twat while he spit in his other hand and rubbed the saliva over his swollen cock. My wife was begging for him to stop and calling out my name but there was nothing I could do. Another gang member had his pants off and was rubbing his thick cock over my wife's face and through her hair. The leader then spread the folds in the big pussy he was holding and stepped up to put his dick into it. I could hear him muttering to himself, "Oh baby, your pussy is as hot as the heads on my bike and it's just begging for my piston." My wife was screaming and twisting her ass trying to prevent the cock positioned at the opening to her cunt from penetrating her. The man released the grip he had on his cock and slapped my wife's ass and said, "Keep that sweet ass still for just a second and then you can move it as much as you want, pretty momma." He then told the men holding her tits to bite down on her nipples and he said to the man with his cock in my wife's face, "Stick something in this screaming bitch's mouth." As my wife's big pink nipples were being bit on, the other man took hold of her head and parted her lips with the end of his massive, dripping dick. The pain of the chewing on my wife's tits must have been unbearable for her. Her legs stiffened and her ass stopped its squirming as the man holding her head started pushing more of his cock into her lovely mouth. The leader grabbed his stiff dick again and began easing it into the hairy muff. He groaned and said, to me, "Man! Your lady's cunt feels soooo good around my crank." The men biting her nipples released her tits and one of the men rubbed the bite marks and said, "Does that feel better, you fucking bitch?" Muffled screams were coming from her throat, but the big cock fucking her mouth prevented any sounds from carrying far.The leader of the gang began sliding his dick in and out of my wife's tight cunt and I could see her juices shinning on the stiff shaft each time it was pulled back out. The man fucking her was fondling her ass and said, "This is the tightest pussy I've had in a long time. But I don't think it will be that way for long!" Then he laughed and slapped her ass again and started pumping in and out in faster and faster. The guy with his dick in my wife's mouth arched his back and pulled her head up off of him as he sprayed her face with thick spurts of his cum. She was gasping for air as the cum ran down her face and dripped onto her tits. The two men who had been squeezing her jugs were jacking themselves off as they held her tits against their dicks. The leader groaned and jerked his shaft all the out of my wife and came on her pussy until it ran off her twat and onto the ground. He said, "Lady, you have the most awesome cunt I've ever known." He then began smearing his sticky goo all over the swollen, cunt he just finished fucking and turned to me and said, "Man, you can't keep a thing like this all to yourself. You've got to share it." He then motioned to the other men watching and they began to line up behind my wife's ass. The two men jerking off on her tits came almost at the same time and covered her tits with their hot loads.One, by one, the men of the gang stepped up behind the beautiful smooth ass and fucked the hot cunt which hung below it. One of the gang fucked my wife with slow long strokes while he pulled individual strands of cunt hair from her pussy. Another fucked with quick, short strokes while he squeezed my wife's cunt lips around his dick. It looked like he was jerking himself off with the hot slippery flesh. Cum was running down my beautiful mates legs and some of the men were scooping it up and rubbing it over their stiffened shafts. Some men were waiting to put their cocks in my wife's mouth and others, waiting for their turn in the hot, hairy pussy, had their cocks out and were stroking themselves as they watched the fucking going on in front of them. One, really large gang member, moved in behind my wife for his turn and stuck his hand into her cum filled cunt and pulled out a hand full of the sperm injected by the others. He then spread the cheeks of my wife's round ass and rubbed the hot, sticky mixture over her asshole. I thought that my wife had escaped the ordeal that was taking place by fainting, but when the huge man behind her started cramming his oversized meat into her ass, she let out a blood curdling scream that I thought would be heard for miles. The large biker kept forcing more and more of the long cock up my wife's young ass until his loose, hanging balls slapped up against her gooey cunt. He was pushing and pulling on her hips as he fucked her in the ass. Soon, he drove his giant tool all the way into her, threw back his head, pulled the soft thighs tight against his abdomen, and pumped hot cum into the bowels of my tortured wife. When he was through, all he said was, "Damn bitch, your ass is hot!"By this time my lovely, young wife's body was covered with the cum of at least 15 of the gang members. Her beautiful face was dripping with sticky goo. It was in her eyes, her hair, running off of her now red tits, coming out of her ass and cunt, and streaming down her smooth white thighs. Some of the men were smearing the slimy spunk all over her face, tits and ass. Others were standing over her and had some of the women gang members jack them off until they shot still more of their loads onto my wife's back. There were still about 10 or 12 bikers who hadn't had a turn at the lovely lips, sopping pussy, or tight ass and I was going out of my mind while I was forced to watch the gang rape continue. The leader of the gang had my wife's limp body (she had passed out) released from the motorcycle and she was carried to a grassy area by the forest edge. The men pushed me on and made me follow everyone else. The women gang members had all striped out of their clothes and some were jerking their men off; some were sucking on cocks, while others were being fucked in the ass or cunt. My wife was being left alone now since she had fainted but there was one of the woman bikers who were kneeling over her, slurping up cum off the big jugs while her man was ramming his dick into her from behind. He was grunting and saying, "Unh! That's it baby suck the jizz off them tits. I'm going to fill your cunt with my own." The woman was licking and squeezing my wife's tits and moaning, "Ohhhh! Shove that big dick into me baby. Fuck me like this bitch has been fucked."I was half crazy by this time and suddenly I noticed that the sight of my wife's cum covered body, her soaked pussy, and sticky hair was making me feel aroused. I don't know why, but the sounds of her tits being sucked on and the moans of the woman being fucked doggy style were making my dick hard, even though my wife had just been raped by over 20 men. One of the gang women must have seen the bulge in my pants. She walked over to me and told the two goons standing beside me to go and find something to fuck, that she would watch me. She started rubbing my crotch and said, "You gettin' turned on by all the fucking your pretty lady has been takin'?" I didn't answer, but my dick was getting even harder. The naked woman lifted both of her tits up and asked me if I would like to taste them. Then she took off my belt, unhooked my pants, and pulled them down to my knees. My cock was standing strait out and the blonde bitch started sucking it. My mind was reeling. I was torn with concern for my wife and lust for the nympho sucking my dick. The woman stood up, turned her back to me, bent over and reached around to guide my cock into her wet twat. Then she started fucking me and said, "Well, grab my tits and fuck me, fuck me like the guys fucked your wife." I did as she said and soon we were both coming.My wife was waking up. She was mumbling, "No more. No more." and then she turned her head toward me and saw me fucking the blonde bitch from behind. I don't think she believed her eyes; she just kept saying my name and moaning softly. Then one of the men that were holding me before said, "I've been watching that bitch get fucked every which way since we got here. Now I'm gonna get some of that big slimy pussy around my dick." He walked over to stand in front of where my wife was lying and he took off his jeans. His cock was enormous! I swear it must have been 12" and as big around as my wrist. He knelt down between her legs and lifted them up to his shoulders, exposing my wife's lovely but worn out cunt. Then he said, "Hey bitch, I bet your fucking cunt is gonna feel like a virgin's when I drill this meat into you!" Then he grabbed his huge monster cock and beat it against my wife's pussy. She didn't move so he lifted his cock again and slapped it so hard against her pussy that it made a loud "crack" and I saw beads of cum go flying off of it. She opened her eye's wide and looked at the dick the man had hit her with and said, "OH! NO! PLEASE NO! I can't take it, I just can't take it." She kept pleading with him, but he just smiled and said, "Oh, you can take it bitch. Your hole is full of cum already and I gonna fill you again!" Then he placed the baseball sized head of his dick at the opening to her cunt. He grabbed both of her tits and started screwing his pole into her. He was pulling on her tits to enable his giant cock to make another inch into the wide open cunt. My wife was screaming that he was tearing her open but he just kept grunting and pushing more and more into her. I was still buried in the blonde biker's twat and my dick was getting even stiffer as I watched the incredible meat going into my screaming wife's pussy. The huge cock had large blue veins bulging out on the sides of it and as it was pushed another inch into the pussy, I saw jets of cum squeezed out under pressure.The man scooped up some of the other men's sperm that was running out of my wife and rubbed it over the remaining 6 inches of shaft that still hadn't entered her yet. He rubbed her tits with some of the goo deposited by the men that had previously jacked themselves off on her. He said, "Oh man, your cunt is tight baby. And your tits are so hot! And all that cum on your face is really turning me on! Now lets see if I can get some more of this rod in your snatch before I have to really start fucking it!" He told my wife to tell him that she wanted more of his cock. She just rolled her head back and forth and moaned loudly. He said, "Say it bitch! Say you want more of my dick and that you want me to fuck your brains out! Say it!" Then he twisted her tits in his hands. My wife faintly uttered, "I want more of your dick... Fuck my brains out..." The man said, "Louder bitch!" and then he forced another inch into her. My wife groaned and screamed, "I want more of your cock in my pussy... FUCK ME! FUCK ME! Fuck my brains out with your fucking cock!" Then the man grabbed her ass and shoved the rest of that awesome post into my screaming wife. He pulled out about 9" of cum covered shaft and then rammed in back in. He was fucking her like crazy, pulling her ass off his shaft and then pushing it back on. He said, "I going to blast one hell of a load into you bitch, so get ready!" Then he lifted her legs off his shoulders and turned my wife over, twisting her around on the big shaft stuck in her until her face was on the ground and her ass was in the air. He grabbed the fronts of her legs and drove his 12" dick all the way into her cunt and as he did he groaned and yelled, "Ahhh! Unnnnh! Oh bitch! Here it comes!" My wife was screaming, "YEEEEE... YEEEEEE! YEEESSSSS! FUCK MEEEEEE! FUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Then she collapsed and the huge dick was slowly pulled out of her. Her pussy was destroyed and large globs of thick, white cum were running out of it. The man started beating her pussy and ass with his still hard dick and he shot three more long steams of cum onto her cunt, ass, and back.Being finished with his fucking of my wife, the man with the monster cock stood up and wiped a handful of cum and cunt juice off of his dick. He flung the goop onto on to the back of the limp body under him, looked over to me and said, "I ain't never reamed a cunt as tight as that one. Hope you'll excuse the resizing I done!" Then he laughed and walked over to his cycle. He opened a compartment on the side and pulled out a box from within it. As he walked back toward my wife he said, "I'm gonna autograph this ass so that anyone who fucks it again will known who's been here." He knelt down next to my wife's cum covered ass and opened the box he had, removing a bottle of ink and a needle. He proceeded to dip the needle in the ink and began sticking it into the smooth white skin of that lovely bottom I had kissed and fondled so often. I was glad my wife had fainted so she was free from the pain of that needle as it tattooed her ass. The rest of the gang were finished with their fuck fest and were getting ready to leave. The blonde that I had screwed, while my wife was getting plowed, walked passed me and said, "I loved having your cock in my twat while I watched Chuck giving it to your lady. I remember the first time he opened me up. My pussy was sore for two weeks after that son of a bitch rammed that horse cock into me." Everyone was on their bikes and the guy working over my wife's ass stood up and said, "Now, that's a work of art, even if I do say so myself." He walked over to his bike, put away his tattoo tools, and yelled to me, "Put some good booze on that ass for the next couple of days. It'll keep it from gettin infected." The leader started laughing as they pulled away and yelled back to me, "You wouldn't want anything gettin into that sweet ass of hers, would you."I rushed over to my unconscious wife and looked with horror at the tattoo on her lovely ass. There was a small trickle of blood coming from where the needle marks spelled out in blue letters "ROAD HOGS - JULY 89". I carefully turned the slippery body over and my wife began to open her mouth. She just murmured and rolled her head to one side. Her beautiful face was full of cum, her lipstick was smeared all over her mouth, her long eyelashes had big globs of sperm clinking to them, and her hair was matted with the sticky goo from all those bikers who had shot their loads into it. She had rivers of cum running off of her swollen tits and the hair on her pussy was soaked with the sticky mess. I carried her to our van and laid her down in the back. I dipped a towel in the ice chest water and carefully cleaned her ravaged body. About a hour later another car came by and I managed to flag it down. I begged the driver to go for the police and to get a ambulance for my wife.It's been 6 months since our ordeal, and my wife has managed to adjust to what happened to her. I still feel guilty about not being able to help her during the torture she had and about the blonde bitch I fucked while I watched. I'll never be able to forget one second of the entire event. Every time I see my young wife's wonderful ass the tattoo on the left cheek reminds me that the "ROAD HOGS" fucked it like I never could. Bastards!END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 66 |
satisfactionatlast2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/satisfactionatlast2.txt | PART 2I had been getting fucked by our neighbour from the apartment above us for a month with my husband's approval. He wanted to watch us in the act as often as he could because he couldn't do it himself due to the fact that he had diabetes and that put a stop to him being able to get an erection. We didn't mind fucking in front of him because to be honest, it got us off knowing he was watching and taking pictures of us in the act. Greg, our neighbour has a great big cock and I can cum just looking at him. That's how hot he gets me. He was the first man to fuck my ass, and now I love it so much that I get him to butt fuck me whenever we are together.Greg had been away for a week on business, and as usual I looked after retrieving his mail from the box at the front door and putting it in his apartment. On the Thursday I received a text from him saying he would be home the next day around four pm and that two of his work colleagues would be coming with him and staying for the weekend. Fuck, I thought. That will mean I won't get any cock all over the weekend due to him having company. I was really pissed at that.Around 5pm on Friday Greg knocked on our door and asked if I would like to come upstairs and meet his friends, so I followed him up to his apartment and when we entered the living room Greg introduced me to his mates. First there was Sam. A very good looking 38 year old guy as it turned out, who stood up and looked me straight in the eye as he shook my hand. He was dark haired and well tanned with clear blue eyes and stood around 6'2"."So you are the wonderful Heather we hear so much about, and very lovely you are too."I could feel my face flush at the compliment, so what had Greg been telling them I thought. The second man stepped forward to also shake my hand."My name is Eddie and I'm really pleased to meet you Heather." he said. He was also tanned and aged 36, (I learned their ages later) and he was around 6'1" tall. He was also dark haired, but with deep brown eyes. They were both very fit looking and my pussy was getting wet with just being in their company. I was already wondering in my mind what they would be like in bed. We sat down with Greg beside me and the two men sat on the armchairs opposite us. I hadn't had a chance to change as I wasn't expecting to see Greg until after the weekend. I was just dressed in a loose fitting white blouse and a black skirt and light tan thigh high stockings. If only I had known that I was going to meet these guys, I would have made a special effort with my clothes.Greg's voice broke into my thoughts. "How is john doing," he asked."Oh he's fine. He's sleeping in his chair.""So you don't have to rush away then. You can stay a while with us.""Sure, no problem," I said, wondering what he had in mind."That's great Heather," he said putting his hand on my knee over my skirt and rubbing it gently. I could feel my nipples hardening and my pussy was now definitely wet and I could feel the dampness on my panties from my arousal. Sam and Eddie asked me lots of questions about how long I had lived here, what I had worked at what family I had, and so on. They were so pleasant and talkative that it was very easy to talk to them and I felt very relaxed and at ease with them and, to be honest, I was very attracted to them and my mind was wondering what it would be like to be fucked by them and what size of cocks they would have. I just couldn't help myself. The thoughts were so vivid in my mind, and my pussy was now soaked in my juices.In the meantime, Greg's hand had been gently rubbing my leg over my knee and thigh and as he did so, he started to gently pull my skirt above my knee, and after it was up a bit, he put his hand on my bare thigh and started to rub my leg, getting ever closer to my crotch. I was getting hot as hell and I could see that Sam and Eddie's eyes were concentrated on my bare thighs and I could see that I wasn't the only one that was horny. The bulges in their trousers were very obvious by now and I had a good idea where this was going."Greg! Stop! We can't do this in front of your friends." I pleaded very weakly. Too weakly! I showed no physical resistance at all, which I knew Sam and Eddie noticed.Greg's answer to that was to push his hand right up under my skirt, and as his fingers touched my panties, my legs just seemed to automatically open to give him clear access. As he rubbed my cunt through my knickers I heard Eddie say."Let's see her tits Greg. We need to see her tits too mate. They look great even with her blouse on, but I'm betting that they are even better out in the open. You don't mind, do you Heather?" I said nothing.Suddenly it was very clear that this had been the plan from the word go, and if I am truthful, I wanted it badly, so when Greg took his hand off my pussy and began to unbutton my blouse, I glanced over at the boys. They were both pulling their beautiful cocks out of their trousers, and they were cocks to be proud of. Long and fat, just as I had longed for all these years and had been introduced to by Greg with his own large cock.I took Greg's hand away from my blouse and put it back down between my legs again. "Let me do it." I said as I began to unbutton my blouse to reveal my bra covered tits. I shed my blouse and then slowly unhooked my white lacy bra, dropping it off my shoulders to expose my deliciously erect nipples on my generous tits. As I looked over at Sam and Eddie, their eyes were riveted on my now bare tits, and I could see that they were already slowly stroking their long fat cocks, their eyes full of lust. "Fuck! Look at those tits. They're fucking awesome." Eddie said enthusiastically. I kept thinking to myself, "How did I get so lucky to get Greg, let alone Sam and Eddie, all much younger than me, and all wanting to fuck my 58 year old cunt?" It made me feel that even at my age, there was still much more life out there for me, and cocks for me to enjoy. "What a slut I am." I thought, but I wanted to be and loved being that slut.Greg suddenly stood up and lifted me up in his arms. "Come on boys, let's get her into a more comfortable place and we can all get a share of her. What do you think Heather?All I could say was "Mmmmm" as he carried me through to the bedroom and laid me on the bed."Who wants to do the honours and get her naked, I know you are going to love her without her clothes, and she gets really slutty when she is naked, don't you Heather?" Greg said.I giggled, "You know me too well Greg." I replied.With that, Sam leaned over the foot of the bed and unzipped my skirt and as he took hold of the waistband, I lifted my bum off the bed so he could pull it off and discarded it on the floor. He rubbed his hand over my Sloggi pants, feeling my pussy under them. "WOW! look at all that lovely hair peeking out from her knicker legs. That is fucking awesome?" he gasped.He hooked his fingers in my knickers waistband, and once more I lifted my bum as he drew them down my legs and off my feet."The crotch of her knickers are all wet." he said lifting them to his face and sniffing in my pussy aroma. By now they all started to shed their clothes and soon, they were all as naked as I was. My two new lovers seemed fascinated by my generous tits and my abundantly hairy cunt, and as Sam ran his fingers through my pubic hair and then rubbed his face through it kissing it as he went, Eddie sucked my nipples which were standing out large and proud. He sucked one and then the other, and then back again, Greg leaned over beside my face and commanded. "Suck my cock Heather and do it deep. I've been looking forward to this for over a week."I took hold of his eight inch cock and stroked it a few times, then I opened wide as he pushed his cock into my mouth. I love sucking cock, and I got right down to it with Greg's generous cock. He started pushing deep and the head of his cock penetrated my throat. I had managed to do this after a bit of training from Greg. My tongue played around the underside of his cock and I sucked him hard.Meanwhile, Sam parted the hair from my cunt lips and proceeded to lick my pussy. He began to lick my cunt, pushing his tongue as deep as he could into my fanny. He then lifted my legs and pushed them high and wide. I felt his tongue lick my ass hole and the point of his tongue pierce my back hole. The feeling was intense and awesome. He lick the whole of my ass hole area, making me moan and groan from the wonderful sensations he was giving me. It was so intense that it gave me my first orgasm, and as I shook from that orgasm I clamped on Greg's cock causing him to cum directly down my throat, giving me my first cum meal of the day.As soon as Greg withdrew his cock from my mouth, Eddie moved up on my other side and presented his cock to me. "Suck my cock you slut. I want to fuck your face hard and I want you to swallow my cum."I loved it when they talked dirty and when they called me names. It gave me the real feeling of being what I wanted to be. Being a complete slut and a whore. All I said was "Sure." as I took his cock in my hand, opened my mouth and he immediately fed it to me until he too was deep in my throat, moaning. "Fuck! oh yeah. Suck that cock slut. Take it deep."Sam had continued licking and sucking my ass and pussy, then he moved forward and I felt his nine inch cock at my pussy. Running it up and down my pussy lips between the hair he collected the juices that were seeping from my cunt lips. After a minute or so, I felt his cock head at my entrance as he slowly pushed forward and his cock slid deep in my welcoming cunt. This is what I needed. I big juice cock up my love canal to bring me all those longed for feelings. He started slowly at first pushing his cock deep into my cunt and then withdrawing it until just the purple head was just inside, then he would push it fully home again. The feeling was fantastic. I could feel the ridges and large veins rubbing the walls of my vagina as he practiced his sawing motion in and out of my twat. It was obviously affecting him, because he began to pump my hole faster and became more animated, groaning and grunting as he pumped me with his wonderful fuck pole. I had my first orgasm soon after he had speeded up, and it was a corker. My cunt lips clamped around his cock and my body began to quiver and shake with the intensity of my orgasm. As I came, I could feel the juices running down my ass cheeks. Two more similar orgasms shook me before Sam rammed his cock hard and deep into my cunt, and I could feel his balls against my ass."I'm going to cum. Fuck, I'm cumming!" he yelled as his body stiffened.I pulled Eddie's cock from my mouth and retorted, "Cum in me Sam! Cum in my cunt! Fill me with your sperm!" I urged him. Then took Eddie back in my mouth and sucked like mad.Within seconds I could feel Sam's red hot cum spewing inside me, jet after hot jet like molten lava as he groaned in ecstasy at the feelings of his sexual relief as he filled me completely with both seed and satisfaction.just as his hard cock was shrinking and beginning to slip from my soaked hole, Eddie stiffened and shot his load in my mouth which I greedily swallowed down like a starved waif.Sam rolled off me and sat on the side of the bed. He was out of breath. I guess I was better at this fucking than I gave myself credit for. Not bad for an old slut, I thought. As I lay there in the afterglow of a good fuck and blow job, and tasting Eddie's cum in my mouth, I felt Greg get on top of me. He wasted no time in planting his hard cock balls deep in my cunt. He started to ride me with nice regular strokes, and put his lips on mine and we kissed deeply, our tongues dancing a jig as he shared in the taste of Eddie's cum in my mouth. He continued to kiss me passionately and ride me steadily until I felt the stirrings of an orgasm building up in me. I broke off the kiss for a moment and told him to fuck me harder because I was about to cum. We went back to kissing as he speeded up his pace and I could hear the squelching of his cock on the copious amounts of cum that had been deposited in my cunt by Sam. My orgasm built up to a crescendo till it ripped through me like a hurricane making my body shake so much that I bit Greg's lip in the process. The feelings were absolutely wonderful and I could hear myself screaming. "Fuck me. Fuck me Greg. Keep it going." I was completely out of control as my body shook uncontrollably and my juices poured out of me past Greg's cock. As my orgasm subsided, we were both bathed in sweat, but Greg kept on fucking me for all he was worth. I had two more orgasms before Greg finally growled as he shot his man cum deep in my cunt. He all but collapsed on top of me, and as his cock began to soften, his cum flowed from my well fucked hole.After a few minutes, Greg rolled off me and lay on the bed beside me and I reached over and took his wet cock in my hand. While he was fucking me, I hadn't noticed Sam and Eddie, but now when I looked they were both standing looking down at me with their hard cocks in their hands as they stroked them. I still wanted more cock fucking me. I was insatiable."Come on Eddie, let's see how you get on fucking this old slut. Get that big cock of yours into my wet cunt," I demanded.Move over you horny bitch. I want you to get on top me and fuck my hard cock. Come on. Let's be having you, you horny cock slut."I did as he demanded, and when he was lying on the bed, I straddled his hips, grabbed his cock, that was so hard that it was like an iron bar. I guided it to my cunt, which was dripping cum onto his cock, and I sat down onto it, sinking it all the way down to his very sizable balls which had already filled my mouth with his jiz. It felt absolutely wonderful as I started to bounce up and down on it making it pump my cunt balls deep every time. It was sheer bliss and it felt like I was in heaven with the awesome thrill it gave me. The next thing I knew was that someone was climbing onto the bed behind me, and when I looked around Sam was approaching my ass with his hard cock in his hand. With his other hand he rubbed my bum hole and then began to lick it putting his tongue into my asshole and also licking all the surrounding area. I could feel him gathering some of the cum that was leaking from my sloppy wet twat and as I looked round, he was spreading it over his cock.I knew where this was going and I could feel the excitement rising in me at the thought of getting my bum fucked. I felt the head of his cock at my rosebud, and he began to press forward, just as I pushed back onto his great big pole. I felt the head of his shaft pop inside my ass and then ease its way up my rectum. I loved the feeling as he eased the whole of his manhood into me until I felt his balls against my bum. The feeling was incredible as the two cocks moved against the thin membrane between my two holes. They both now began to steadily fuck me. This went on for a while with all of us moaning and groaning at the wonderful feelings we were experiencing. As they speeded up pumping their great cocks in and out of me, I had two great orgasms before Sam groaned and pulled my hips tightly to him and began to fill my bowels with a large dose of cum. I heard Greg pat him on the back, and he pulled out of my ass. Greg got on the bed and humped his great pole right up my ass in one swift movement and started to fuck me good style. It is hard to explain just how erotic and wonderful it felt with two cocks fucking me at once and I enjoyed another couple of orgasms before Eddie pushed his hips hard against my pubic hair and blasted a whole new load of seed into my welcoming cunt. As his cock slipped out of my pussy, Greg continued to fuck my ass and once more I orgasmed as he fucked my butt hole. After a time, he also pulled my ass in close ensuring his cock was completely sunk in my ass and his balls were against my bum cheeks, before he finally shot rope after rope of sperm deep into my welcoming ass.We rested, and Greg went downstairs to tell my husband that I would be Upstairs for the weekend. John was cool with that and said he looked forward to hearing all about it from me when I finally came back down to our own flat.Eddie was next to fuck my ass, and then after a rest and some dinner, we spent the night fucking and sucking. Greg put a couple of king size mattresses on the living room floor so we could all sleep together, although there wasn't a lot of sleeping as I had cocks in all my holes most of the night, but it was no problem. It was the best time I had ever had in my life so far. I say so far because there is no way I am giving up this slutty life for anyone or anything.To be continued....If you read my story you can write to me and let me know what you thought. [email protected] |
sarahs1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/60/sarahs1.txt | Hi my name is Steve and I am a 30 years old and I have just caught my wife being fucked by a much older man while she was drunk at a pub.I was sitting in the living room while waiting for my wife Sarah to get dressed. I had been waiting a while when she came down the stairs looking gorgeous. My Sarah is only 24 years old. She stands about 5' 6" tall, and is a size 10 with a 36C chest. Sarah has mid Brown shoulder length hair, and the prettiest blue eyes. She always manages to get a lot of male admirers.She was wearing a small white halter-top, which left her shoulders and most of her stomach exposed, and a short and pink skirt. We left the house and then started to walk to the car. I purposely walked a little behind her just to catch a quick look at her great ass only just covered in that short pink skirt. Oh Boy what a great view? I loved seeing her dressed this way it turns me on, and I love the looks she gets when we are out.When we reached the car, I opened the passenger side door for her. As she got in and sat down I caught a flash of the pink lacy thong she was wearing. We drove for about 25 minutes, and arrived at the pub. I had planned to take Sarah out for a few drinks and a nice meal, as we hadn't been out for a few months.When we arrived Sarah I asked Sarah what she wanted to drink she said make it a surprise I went to the bar and ordered her a cocktail it came in a jug with lots of ice and lots of different alcoholic ingredients we then spent about 30-40 minutes sitting looking around and chatting as she finished her jug of cocktail me I just had orange juice as I was driving.By 9.30 I could see that Sarah was quite drunk we then left the pub and went to the restaurant on the way she had dragged me over to a dark area and began to kiss me I soon had her squirming as I slipped her knickers down and stroked her clit. I got Sarah to step out of her knickers and I bent down and picked them up, while down on my knees I took the opportunity to give her clit a quick kiss. I then dragged her off to the restaurant for our meal with Sarah complaining I wasn't playing fair,We had a lovely meal Sarah had 4 glasses of white wine and I could tell she was feeling no pain and as usual when she was drunk she was flirting this time with the male waiter, who was giving her lots of personal attention, I went to the toilet and when I returned I could see why. He must have been getting a good look at her pussy as she was sitting with her legs spread. As we left the restaurant Sarah was quite unsteady on her feet and I took her back to the pub where we went out onto the balcony and stood looking out over the harbour and all of the boats moored there I was caressing her naked ass under her skirt, I left Sarah standing looking and went to the bar to get us both another drink.As I was walking off the balcony towards the bar I looked back and I saw an older man about 60 or so with grey hair. He was sat to the right and just behind Sarah, he was looking towards Sarah. I looked over to see what he was looking at I suddenly realised that the breeze was blowing Sarah's skirt up and he was getting a great view of her naked ass. The older man just leaned forward and reached over and gave Sarah's ass a good squeeze. He then just started to slowly caress her ass under her skirt. I thought to myself, He's going to get a slap. I then waited for Sarah to turn and hit him, But Nothing happened, I guess from all the drinks that she had that she didn't care or that as on other occasions when she had been drunk she was horny.As I watched him, I saw him turn his head around and look to see where I was. But I guess with the bar being so crowded and it being quite dark out on the balcony he couldn't see me. I saw him then turned his head back around and looked towards Sarah's ass, covered in that short little pink skirt. I was now so turned on by this that I was starting to get a hard-on. Just when I thought that he wouldn't get any bolder, I saw him reach out and slip his hand between Sarah's legs and slid it up to the top of her leg. I then saw Sarah spread her legs apart and push her ass back towards the old man.Sarah still hadn't looked around to see who was behind her; I quickly walked from where I was over to a darker area of the balcony and stood watching from there as the old man began to finger fuck Sarah right there on the balcony. From where I was I could hear Sarah's breathing become more laboured and a moan escaped her lips, I could also see Sarah's hips' thrusting her on the old mans fingers. I looked around to see if anyone else was watching and as far as I could tell there was no one else on the balcony.I looked back and the old man had stopped fingering Sarah and had stood up behind her and as I watched he reached out with his left hand and squeezed Sarah's left breast, I heard Sarah moan again as he pinched her erect nipple through her top. He then reached out and pulled the cord holding her top up as it came undone Sarah's breasts spilled out, he put his hands around Sarah and squeezed both her breasts. The old man then took a step back and grabbed the bottom of the back of Sarah's short pink skirt and he pulled it upwards and tucked it into the waistband, Sarah's ass cheeks came into view and you could clearly see as he slipped his fingers back between her pussy lips and continued to finger fuck her, with one hand while squeezing her left breast with the other, he continued to do this for what seemed like hours but must have been only a minute or two.I then saw him drop his right hand downward over the front of his pants. I then heard the sound of a zipper being slowly pulled downwards. I saw the old man just reach inside and now pull out a fat long and hard old cock from the opening of his pants, it must have been 9 inches long he then stepped up even closer behind Sarah. He removed his left hand and I then saw him put his hands on Sarah's bare waist area, and then just push his hard cock right against her bare ass cheeks.The old man then took his right hand off her waist, and then just slipped it downwards in-between Sarah, and him. I watched as he grabbed his hard cock, and then he rubbed the bulbous head up and down Sarah's pussy lips. I heard him say "Oh yesss!" I then saw him stick the head of his cock against Sarah's puffed pussy lips, and push. I watched as his bulbous head disappeared into Sarah's pussy slowly followed by the rest of hard cock. I now saw the man smile as he started to hump, in and out of Sarah's pussy. Sarah was bent over the balcony with both her breasts out her nipples were hard and I could see Sarah had a look of pleasure on her face as he slowly fucked her with his large cock.As I just watched this old man fucking Sarah from behind, I suddenly realised that he was fucking her unprotected, Sarah and I always used protection as Sarah was allergic to the pill. I could hear him now starting to mumble out, "Oh yeah, Old John's really glad that he found you tonight." I could also see that Sarah was humping her bare ass cheeks up and down, as the old man started to fuck her even harder and faster from behind. I heard my drunken wife now slur out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh that's good? Muuuuuuummmm..."I could see old man smiling I then heard Sarah slur out. "Oh, Oh, I'm cumming!" followed by a long moan. The old man continued to fuck Sarah after another minute I saw the old man humping really hard up against Sarah's ass cheeks. Sarah ass was grinding into him as his whole body started to jerk. He mumbled, "Oh yessss." I then saw Sarah just push her bare young ass cheeks back into him hard, as she drunkenly slurred out. "Ohhhhhhh I am cumming again ahhhhhhhhh."I saw the older man grind his crotch up into her ass cheeks I then saw Sarah start to move her ass around in small circles as she also started to hump her ass up and down a little faster. I then saw man close his eyes and smile as his crotch started to jerk upwards into Sarah's ass. I could tell that old man was now emptying his nuts into Sarah's Unprotected pussy. The old man kept his cock inside Sarah for about a minute and then I watched as he pulled his spent cock from her still throbbing pussy. He then stepped back and put his old cock back into his pants and zipped them up. I saw him pull Sarah's short pink skirt back over her ass cheeks he then pulled Sarah around and cupped her head in his hands and kissed her long and hard, Sarah responded by putting her arms around his neck and was returning his kisses.I then heard the old man say to Sarah. "I wish I could take you home with me sweetheart. And we could do that again" I heard my Sarah moan "Yes Please". "I then saw the old man smile and he said to her "don't you worry sweetheart ". The old man then reached our and cupped her breasts and moved forward and began to suck her nipples, one after another. Sarah moaned again, the old man took her top and pulled it back up and tied it back up he then took her by the hand and led her to his table. He sat Sarah down and then sat next to her.I took the opportunity to slip back into the bar and get the drinks and on my return I found Sarah sitting at the table with the old man. I noticed that he had his hand on Sarah's left leg and he was gently caressing it, I didn't mention it but as I approached Sarah looked up and waved Sarah said in a slurred voice, "Honey over here." Once I was at the table I said to Sarah, "Sorry it took so long the bar was busy." Sarah replied, "Oh that's OK I found a friend while you were gone Steve this is John, John this is my husband Steve."I shook hands with John and said to him, "Thanks for taking good care of her for me, would you like a drink." John replied, "It was a pleasure and yes please a G & T with ice and a slice for me." I said, "Won't be long John," and I turned and walked back towards the bar. Once I was out of sight I turned and looked back I saw John leaning over to Sarah and pull her top downTo 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. 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anafrican3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/anafrican3.txt | (Revised and edited since 1st published on Literotica.com) Angel rose from her dressing table satisfied at last. She glanced at the clock 6.45pm. The Philosophy Circle met at 7pm. She had plenty of time; it took only five minutes to drive there. Her husband Mark would be waiting to drive her there and pick her up at 9.30pm as arranged as soon as she was ready.She was tempted to ask him to pick her up earlier this time, but something restrained her. She should have strength and character to deal with Igwe Orizu!It is not as if she short of experience of using her looks and charm to twirl men around her finger. But Igwe was different! She suppressed the errant thought. He was a man, and like all men mouldable and biddable when a pretty woman smiled. She would not allow what happened last time to be repeated. She would not!Last week almost to the hour he had seduced her. She had been weak, unhappy, and he had exploited her mood to seduce her! She would not allow him to take advantage of her again!She found herself thinking of his cock. That big thick black horse cock!Her pussy started to moisten and she cursed her self, slapping her thigh hard to distract herself from such deviant thoughts.She was happily married! She sighed, well not entirely happy. It had been 18 years and at times it seemed longer. Three children. She had given birth to Rebecca when she was just 17 years old to her own parent's quite fury. They had been too hidebound by convention to prevent her marrying Mark once they realised she was pregnant. Mark had defied their fears by remaining loyal and steadfast. Even when she had been sectioned and sent off to that horrible mental hospital he had stood by her. Helped her get back out again. Worked with tremendous patience to help her get back on her feet.If only he had a bit more spark. She never once considered that her own random and frequently irrational behaviour had drained him in turn. Not that her behaviour was really irrational. She had to bite her tongue when the doctors said things like that. Impulsive yes, she took opportunities as they arose. That was not irrational.Then her uplifted spirits fell again. Reminding herself that she had crashed the car three times in the last month!She looked at the photograph of her second daughter Amanda, now 14 years old. Born three years after Rebecca. Amanda was a beauty even at 14! She reflected off her mother's beauty and Angel could not stop a smile resurfacing.The smile soon fell. Here they were a successful, professional married couple, but their two eldest children were not with them, or at least not now. She felt their loss. Rebecca was back in England finishing off her sixth from studies after a brief visit. She would not come out to Zimbabwe for months. Only after she had finished her A level exams.Amanda should be here, but she was not. She was instead just 15 minutes up the road in an exclusive boarding school. It had seemed irrational and mad to put their daughter in a boarding school so close to home.Until they landed at Harare and she had seen the black hordes swarm like rampant elephants towards and around their daughter. It had been disturbing the way 14 year old Amanda had always attracted male attention. She had seemed impervious to that attention. She had never had a boyfriend in England. In England men were polite and those interested and politely sought to court Rebecca. Here in Africa courtesy was in short supply and sexual demand high.The first hand to get up Amanda's skirt had been a black hand belong to a porter hauling luggage in the airport! She had been still 13 year old at the time and though Angel did not realise it Amanda had thought regularly about the warm black hand that had stroked her pussy at the airport. Shocking, as that had seemed at the time it had been only a taste of the aggressive sexual forwardness of the African male. Within a week of their arrival Amanda had her pussy stroked by a middle aged black man in the swimming pool of the hotel they had stayed at that first week. Her breasts had been fondled by a wealthy African sitting at an adjacent table during dinner in the exclusive and expensive L'Escargo restaurant. It was impossible to go to the shops without getting goosed and groped. Amanda had found it all unsettling, and Angel had been alarmed at her daughters acceptance of these random fondling by strangers. Suddenly the idea of an exclusive boarding school had seemed very sensible indeed.They still saw her at weekends, but Angel struggled at times to understand how things had turned out. Giving birth to Robert two years ago had been a surprise. Soon that surprise had worn off as she had been reminded of the reality of young children!Here in Harare they had a garden with two acres of land. She only had to open the patio door and Robert would disappear for hours. The African gardener kept a close eye on him.Unfortunately Robert was fearless and only today had wandered back into the villa with his impish grin holding up for her inspection the green snake he had found. Angela had screamed in shock, setting Robert off in tears, and only agitating the snake.A green snake! She had thought it was Green Mamba one of the deadliest in Zimbabwe. Kaifus the house domestic had ran into the room, and quickly ran out again, only upsetting her further. Daniel, the gardener had appeared soon after. He had taken the snake from Robert and taken it outside. Ignoring her screaming he had calmed Robert."Not mamba," he said. "Boomslang."A Boomslang snake! Angel felt faint. The nearest antidote to a Boomslang bite was in Johannesburg, an eight-hour flight away. She might have been bitten!So as she stood from her dressing table she was ready, indeed after today she felt a desperate need to escape and a night at the Philosophy Circle was just what she needed to clear today's event and calm her soul.She could deal with Igwe Orizu. He was just a man after all. She glanced at her perfection in the mirror. Yes, fully armoured and protected by her beauty she could deal with any man.**"Oh wow! You look terrific." Mark looked up in amazed delight that his beloved Angel had taken trouble to look so good. After the last few months it was a relief to see her caring for herself again. It still surprised him that at 34 years old and three children his wife could look just as stunning now as when he first met him. Her natural grace, and high cheekbones were all the classic signs of a stylish woman. She looked far younger than she was, and he was confident that he had been lucky enough to marry a woman who would probably always retain those classic good looks.Now her eyes had a fire and determination in them he had not seen in months. Light touches of her makeup highlighted those eyes and her lips had a gloss that stirred his cock.Her lipstick was not heavy and overdone, just the light touches that emphasised their natural shape. He was relieved she had refrained from the slapdash approach to her make-up that over the last months had seemed to be a barrier to the world.His wife looked as though she had finally re-entered the world, and his heart soared in relief. She was getting her act together again."Are your ready?"She nodded back at him. He paused for a moment looking at her. She noticed at looked at him quizzically."Not sure I want to take you anywhere looking that good!"She frowned at him suddenly worried. Mark heart jumped at that frown. The last thing he wanted to do was set off her fragile temperament. This Philosophy Circle seemed to be doing her the world of good. He had even encountered her humming to herself this week. "Just joking Honey! Let's get going."**The drive from the Greendale suburb to the Borrowdale suburb was short. It was also typical of this area with high walled exclusive luxury villas. Tree lined avenues. Flowering shrubs, with high bougainvillaea trees swaying slightly in the breeze, and little traffic. He passed a neighbourhood watch sign as they drove. He had joined the neighbourhood watch. Back in the UK he would have dismissed such an organisation as a just a group of nosy parkers.Here where the police took two hours to cycle out to respond to a call, he had recognised that there was a real need for the community co-operation. He had been surprised to find Africans and Asians also in the group. It had so many members that he had only to do two 2-hour patrols a month.The neighbourhood watch had been a way of meeting his neighbours that he had not expected. It had also been an eye-opener as to what went on after dark in even this respectable suburb.The patrol members went out in different shifts. So far Mark had done four shifts from midnight to 2am and met a variety of mainly white members. In his first patrol he had been taken to what he discovered was their own Neighbourhood Watch Station. Here he had been inducted, shown how to use the handcuffs, and the police radio they were provided with. Not that they could contact the police with it.The idea was to radio back to their own station which would be manned through by Geoff Stott. Geoff would then telephone around and Watch members and call them out to any trouble. Oh yes and tell the police, which was followed by a mix of jokes and bitterness about African police!They had driven slowly and quietly around the suburb while George Cook, and Peter Roberts briefed him on procedures, what to expect, and how to react. Mark had been surprised at the thoroughness and discreet way they responded to strange vehicles in the area. It surprised him at how quickly they recognised a car from outside the suburb.They had cruised past the closed and darkened Greendale shops and pulled up a few hundred yards tucking themselves off road under the spreading branches of a large tree. George wound the window down and the sound of loud music and raucous drunken laughter drifted through the night."What's that?" Mark asked."There is a bar up there. An African bar.""I had never noticed it before.""It's set back a bit. It's a cheap dive for the local domestics and gardeners. A place to avoid.""I have never been in a place like that!""You never want to be! It's for blacks!" Peter's outburst barely suppressed his racism. Mark had been astonished to find just how deep seated was the racial prejudice of the local white population. His own view of the black population was he thought healthily balanced. He would treat each African as he found them."We pulled over to warn you about it. You have a wife don't you. Make sure she goes home from the shops via Stanton Road. You don't want her walking past this place even in daylight!""You should let her walk anywhere after it gets dark! They are bad enough during the day but once it gets dark no one is safe!" George added.Mark took their comments with a pinch of salt. He had found most Africans friendly and hospitable. Except for those that were working for the controlling political party. They were a rum lot who seemed to have big chips on their shoulders, and were in turn just as bitter about whites as these local white men he was sharing his car with. There was a sudden silence in the car. Mark looked around to see what had taken their attention.To his surprise a white woman was walking down the road. As she passed a streetlight he noted she was pretty. Probably in her early 20's. Wearing a typical lightweight flowery dress that seemed to flow around her as she strolled."It's Sharon Bowles," Peter mentioned. She lives nearby in Downing Road. Mark perked up. He and Angel lived in Downing Road. He had not seen this pretty woman before.As she reached the dirt road, she paused. She looked carefully around. She glanced hard over at the car, but the shade of the tree hid them from her eyes. Then she looked again up and down the road. Mark could see her nod to herself then she stepped off the road and headed at a slightly quicker pace towards the noise and ruckus of the bar. "Bitch!" The retort burst from Peter Roberts. The vitriol in his voice was alarming. Mark restrained himself from comment. He was conscious that he was new and not wanting to upset potential new friendships."Filthy Slut!" George Cook's comment dripped hate. Mark was even more alarmed. He struggled with his own thoughts and responses."It might not be what you think."George and Peter both turned to look at him. Disbelief and scorn on their faces. They struggled with their exasperation."Mark, have you ever taken your wife shopping in the Greendale suburbs?"Mark nodded looking across at Peter. George butted in."Tell me Mark on those shopping trips has your wife ever groped and fondled?" Mark swallowed hard. It was impossible to take his wife, or daughter, shopping without some enterprising bold African, or two, or three demonstrating a physical interest!His silence told."So what do you think happens at 1am in the morning when a white woman walks alone into a bar full of drunken Africans?"At that moment he heard the door to the bar slam closed. Followed immediately by whooping and yelling breaking out in the bar.Mark looked away.The image of that pretty woman in her feminine flowery dress being fondled and groped... pulled across a bar table as horny Africans gathered around. He started fixedly out of the window and tried to suppress his sudden excitement at the thought of pretty Sharon Bowles being repeatedly fucked by those rowdy excited drunken Africans."Look Mark. I know you are fresh out from England with English ideas and tolerance and understanding but this is Africa." Mark turned back to George, and Peter piped up."Believe you me Mark, when a white woman takes black cock in Africa. It's just the start of the rot.""Not that a white man would have anything to do with her again!" "Or even her own family if they found out!"Mark looked at the Rhodies. He had no doubt their sincerity and passion. He wondered if they had any understanding if the depths of their own racism. He hoped he would never descend to such depths of despair as these two."Well I'm not sitting here, knowing what is going on over there!" George started the car and they drove off.Strangely enough he never shared an evening patrol with George and Peter again. Not that he avoided patrols with others like them. Indeed their distrust of the Africans was behind their determination and perseverance with these night patrols. He also learned a lot about Harare at night and his neighbours. Clearly not all were so fervently anti-black. He recalled the night with Joe Vogert, and Fred Smith. Their keen eyes had spotted a car deep in some woodland. Naturally suspicious they had approached from behind, parked quietly and closed with the vehicle. It was a large estate car, and the seats had been lowered. About ten feet from the car Joe said it was the Roberts car. It must have been stolen and abandoned. He was looking to see if any parts had been stolen, when the car seemed to shiver. They stepped back a moment, then Fred seemed to glide forward silently."Bitch! She's back to her old tricks!"Mark stepped forward to look.He could see a pair of white legs; a pumping black body hid the rest. His heart leapt in surprise. He had never seen others make love. Never been close to others indulging in sex. Here just a few feet away a white woman was illicitly engaging in sex with a black man. One of his most deep- rooted fantasies taking place literally feet away.Joe waved them back. As they climbed back inside the car Mark looked between them."Do I take it that was Mrs. Roberts?"They both nodded looking sour."I guess that was not Mr. Roberts?""Mike Roberts was crippled in the war. A mine blew up his armoured car.""Aye, Africans planted that mine, and now his wife lets African men between her legs to get what she can't get from her husband anymore!""It's a disgrace.""Something should be done about it." Joe and Fred looked at each other, then as though remembering his presence looked at Mark. Then they looked at each other as though making a secret agreement before looking away.On another evening he was out on patrol with Karl Voigt and Donald Mc Donald when they had come across a villa with its gates open at 1am in the morning. The normal practice at such a find was to pay a visit to the owner and ask if he knew his gates were open.To his surprise Donald had said no, and they had pulled up a few hundred yards away."Watch and wait," said Donald. "I know this house. I suspect her husband must be away. I don't think he has a clue what goes on when he is away. This is the sort of thing you need to see for yourself."Karl wound his window down, and the subdued sounds of laughter and music came from the villa. A few minutes later three African men strolled down the road. Each carried packs of canned bear. Without hesitation they turned into the villa gates.Donald nodded his head. "I heard Sue Clarke ran a wild house when her husband was away. Now we have seen it for ourselves."Mark looked across at Karl who nodded."Burglars would never have walked in so openly carrying beers."Mark could see the sense of that. They drove off shortly afterwards to look out for people who wanted protection. **Now as Mark drove Angel to tonight's meeting he fell into what seemed a natural sweep of his surroundings.Although it was evening the rich scent of flowering trees pervaded the warm African evening. The drive from the Greendale suburb to the Borrowdale was a seamless drive through secluded well maintained villa's that anywhere else in the world would costs hundreds of thousands, if not millions, but in Zimbabwe fetched prices in the low tens of thousands. An amount that was still an impossible dream for ordinary Africans.He glanced across at Angel. She was reclining with her eyes shut, and he revelled in the picture perfect beauty of his wife. At times like this he could disregard the confused insecurity her tempers frequently displayed. The last few months had seen a marked improvement. Indeed this week they had made love to three times! He couldn't remember the last time they had made love three times in a week. He would happily take Angel to this Philosophy meet, or any other event if it helped her recovery, and their sex life improved as wellHe glanced back at her and his gaze focussed on her breasts. Remarkably full and firm after three children. The way in which Angel had relaxed back into her seat, had perhaps without intention resulted in her full breasts standing full and firm from her body.For a moment a brief image of black hands clasping and squeezing those perfect white orbs came to mind. It was a hugely exciting vision, but one he knew would never happen. His wife was far too conservative to indulge in an affair, especially with a black man. An image came of Angel replacing Sharon Bowles in that drunken rowdy bar, stretched across bar room tables in the greedy hands of lusting Africans. His cock embarrassingly sprang to attention!He quickly dismissed it, although she denied it he suspected she had inherited a closet racism from her undoubtedly racist father.He glanced back at her. She looked so peaceful in repose, with her head resting on the backrest. As usual she had applied very little make up, but even so she was lovely. Another image flashed into his head.An African holding her pretty head firmly as he pushed a black cock between his wife's parted lips.He suppressed the image, even as he did so he wondered if he wanted to suppress such a fanciful image. Fanciful indeed, in eighteen years of marriage his wife had sucked his cock only three times, and then only half-heartedly, and certainly not to completion!The idea that a black man might persuade her to suck cock was mere fantasy. Though he mused it would be nice fantasy to think about. He loved his wife, but to say she was conservative sexually was a huge understatement.It seemed ironic that such a beautiful woman could have such a low interest in sex. He had no doubt that many men would look at his wife and desire her. He smiled, as he pondered if their interest would survive discovering her low sex drive.They arrived at the luxury villa in Borrowdale, which hosted the meet. As he arrived some cars were leaving. Others were pulling up, or parking at the main house. He turned in and drove up the long drive.He had never met the owner, and Angel had never discussed their host. As he pulled over Angel jumped out and he glanced at the others arriving and going into the villa. It was 7pm. "9:30!" Angel called as she left.As he had noticed earlier, all those arriving for the meet where white women. Most of the women seemed to be between 25 and 35years old. Angel despite being one of the older women was better looking than all of them!That fact gave him quiet pride. He also noticed that like Angel all the visiting women were dressed in their feminine best. It came to him that they were a prime example of the beautiful white flowers of Rhodesia, or Zimbabwe, as it was now known.He watched as Angel strolled across to the villa's entrance and took quite pride in her effortless grace. Her hips swayed in a feminine, but not brazen manner.He smiled as he turned the car and headed home.**The evening seemed to pass to quickly for Angel. The discussion was lively and interesting. In the past they had discussed the idealism of Plato, and the ethics of Socrates, and the logic of Aristotle.Tonight, however, they had discussed a relatively modern philosophy of Nietzsche. Igwe clearly held to this philosophy and the freedom of any individual to create their own values. This concept had led to a vigorous debate as Angel realised her own deep belief in Catholicism might be at jeopardy by such a philosophy.However, Igwe pointed to Africa, was reputedly the site of the Garden of Eden. He pointed out in graphic detail the poverty, starvation, and chronic disease that bedevilled the continent. Africa he pointed out was the closest continent to the birthplace of the Christ child, and yet in Africa it was not the meek that ruled but the strong and the powerful."Men like myself have the power of life and death in Zimbabwe," he explained. Words that startled Angel out of her thoughts. She was not accustomed to such stark concepts. Then she recovered herself. Igwe was charming and intelligent. A man capable of discussing philosophy in such deep and meaningful terms was not a man to wield the power of life and death harshly.She looked at him more closely. She had never known a man who had such power. Was he serious? She felt a strange shiver run through her and wondered at its meaning.Igwe demonstrated by example, not just in Zimbabwe, but also across Africa how men with money and power dominated the continent and took what they wanted from it. While at the same time they found a ready audience of followers who were only to ready to blame western companies, and the previous colonial powers for their current misfortune.He Igwe, had wealth, and that wealth gave him power. While he paid the ruling party a tithe of his earnings that grateful body overlooked minor matters like tax, and the occasional disappearances."Police officers would jump to his command for a trivial sum of money. Though it seemed a fortune to them Money made the law in Africa!""Africa was a continent that proved Nietzsche right. Moreover, it was the black man who held power! Not white men.""Here it was black men who were strong and positive, while white men were nervous and on the defensive.""It was men, and men like him, who found it easy to impose their will on the weak and the worthless.""There was a time when the white men ruled in Africa. Those days are over.""Power lies with a handful of men like Igwe Orizu," pointing to himself, "in countries across Africa." He looked across the room as the white women hanging on to his every word. Every one of which, he had taken his pleasure with. Even the Ice Queen herself."Now in Africa when a black man like me wants a white woman in his bed he just takes her, and there is no one who can stop him doing so."His gaze swept across the now tittering and giggling women, and his eyes met and held those of the Ice Queen.He would not have called her that if he understood how quickly her nipples hardened under his gaze. Her breath caught in her throat, and her pussy suddenly inexplicably turned into a swampy morass that steamed.That comment seemed to close the meeting and a few women stayed for coffee. It was 8.30pm and David was due to pick her up at 9.30pm. Why had she not told him to pick her up earlier? She sipped her coffee listening to the idle chatter discussing the latest shortages.As Helen Baxter rose to leave Angel realised she would be the only one left if she remained. It was only 9pm but she could not risk remaining in this house alone with Igwe. She rose and joined Helen in expressing her satisfaction at the evening and her thanks to Igwe and headed for the door with the other woman.She had almost escaped when Igwe's asked her to stay a moment. Her heart jumped and butterflies swarmed in her stomach. She quickened her pace, but his hand caught hers holding her back."Helen," Angel called out to the other woman to encourage her to wait. To her alarm the word came out in a high squeak. Helen glanced back just as Igwe came up behind her and his arm encircled Angel's waist."Helen, wait a moment please?" she asked.Helen glanced quickly at Angel, and then at Igwe. She ignored Angel's beseeching eyes request, and closed the door behind her. Angel could swear she had seen amusement in Helen's eyes.The door clicked shut.Angel was about to speak when she felt Igwe's hot breath on her slender neck. She shivered, and then sought to free herself from the arm around her waist."It was a mistake." She gasped as she struggled to push his arm away. Referring to last week's passionate lovemaking."It was meant to be." His voice was soft and mesmerising, now his hot breath was wafting across her delicate white ear.Angel could feel herself trembling, and cursed her treacherous body. She grasped his arm and was astonished at how hard and firm it was. Her efforts to pull his arm free had no effect. It would have been very easy to push her husband away, but Igwe's arm was locked around her waist was an immovable object."Igwe! I'm married. I can't do this!"Behind her Igwe's response was a low purr of appreciation as his free hand rose up and clasped one of Angel's full firm breasts in his hand."Oh! No! Please!"Igwe's black hand cupped and fondled the white fullness, delighting in its shape and firmness. Between the light fabric of her dress he could feel that Angel's brassiere was light and lacy. The sort of brassiere a woman wore when she was expecting intimate attention.He grinned and lowered his lips to the slender white neck and lightly trailed kisses along its perfection.Angel's head fell back, flopped to one side, as his lips feasted. Then she struggled anew. Knowing full well the adulterous penalty of allowing him to continue. "No! I said No!" Angel shouted her protest desperate now, as her own female body reacted with its own quick recognition of the presence of a warm strong male wishing to mate.She struggled to walk towards the now closed door, but Igwe pulled her back towards him and her curvy derriere was pulled against his loins.Immediately she felt the hot hard maleness push up against her soft bottom. She sought to pull her hips away, but Igwe was not having it.Holding her firmly around the waist. Igwe sensuously rubbed his hardness in the soft round curves of the married white woman. She was no naïve innocent, and knew the power and strength of the male member pressing into her.Her pussy throbbed and liquefied.Angel nearly wept with frustration and anger at her misuse. She cursed herself for coming back here after he had taken advantage of her last week. This man was not polite and considerate like her husband.He was an animal!A black animal with a hard cock, a throbbing cock, that was sliding and pushing firmly and hotly between the soft cheeks of her bottom pushing them apart.Her pussy throbbed and purred in response. Despite her best intentions her body was reacting with eager delight at his forceful attentions. Igwe's charm and intelligence having been replaced with an animal lust that was threatening to overwhelm her senses.Suddenly she was free, and she jumped forward. Then she turned intent on a blistering retort, only to find Igwe close behind and his mouth descending on hers."Umphh," her retort stifled by his hot demanding lips crushing hers.Her hands came up intent on pushing him away. Somehow she found herself holding him close as their lips locked and her tongue was eagerly responding to his demanding invasion of her mouth.He stepped forward and she found herself sandwiched between the wall of the hallway and his hard warm black body.Again she tried to push him away but his hard black body was immovable. She was overcome by the strong scent of his male arousal. His large cock was now pressed firmly against the welcoming curve of her soft stomach. It's length and hardness seemed thicker and longer that she had remembered. Nothing could be that long and thick! Her brain was in turmoil even as his hands were under her skirt exploring upwards. She renewed her struggle squirming in his grasp. Her treacherous nipples had exploded into thickened pointy hardness. As she squirmed against Igwe they rubbed against his chest sending flashes of desire and excitement between their excited tips and her overexcited loins.Igwe could feel the married white woman's hardened nipples rub and brush against him as his body held her pinned against the wall.White women! They were so alike. Protesting their innocence. Denying their needs even as their bodies blazoned to the world their desire for sex. His hands rose along the soft curves of her upper thighs, enjoying their soft warmth. Stroking and caressing the soft inner skin with his hands he could feel the woman tremble violently. His hands slipped up over the full curves of her bouncy derriere and grasped and moulded the full curves pulling her close to him and his eager throbbing cock."No," her voice was a low whisper in his ear. A last desperate pleading as he marvelled at the soft lacy knickers he had discovered. He grinned as he realised she had come to his meeting tonight not in the safe protective cotton panties of a woman married 18 years. She had come to him in knickers designed to inflame and arouse.He grinned and tore them apart. Angel wailed and pushed and shoved, and could not stop herself revelling in the hot hardness pushing her skirt between her legs. Her dress was her last protection."My husband...please... I'm married... I can't... not again."The words were music in the ears of Igwe. There was nothing quite like breaking in married white woman emotionally confused and aroused against her will.He knew what was needed now.He withdrew his hands and pulled back from her. He could feel her body surge forward seeking to keep contact with his. Her arms once pushing him away now hung tight on his shoulders.He took her face in his hands. Stroking the soft white cheeks, he turned her face up towards his. He met her eyes concentrating all the warmth and confidence he could muster."This is right Angel. This is how it must be.""But I am married to Mark.""I love you Angel."He watched her eyes widen."You love me," her voice stammered."Of course. How could I not?""But... but... but," her confusion was cut short by the feel of his aroused cock pushing and sliding deliciously between her legs."I know you love me Angel.""But I can't love you...""I know you do. Your body could not possibly react like this to anyone other than a man you loved."As if to prove his words his hands dropped to and enveloped her full thrusting breasts. His palms gliding over the aroused stiff nipples sending shooting streams of pleasure that seemed to choreograph with the pulsing needs of her loins. She shivered and pushed her aching breasts into his hands. It made sense. She could not remember feeling so aroused and excited.She looked up at him trying to think but his bruising mouth crushed hers and she gasped into his hot mouth. After a moment's hesitation her tongue sort out his and she was borne back to the wall.Igwe could sense the collapse of resistance. His hands were back under her skirt. She needed time to think but her skirt was being pushed up to her waist and she found herself clutching it high out of the way as that hot throbbing masculine hardness finally found its way between softness of her silken thighs.Its heat seemed to scorch her inner thighs as it urged her spreading thighs apart. It throbbed and pulsed against her skin and she remembered what it had felt like last time.Hot wet liquid seemed to slide over her skin and she realised it was his excited pre-cum leaking from the head of his cock as it excitedly rubbed between her shapely legs.Then she gasped as Igwe hoisted her into the air. She marvelled at his strength, as he lifter her high and pushed back against the wall. His hands pulled her legs apart and she realised she was at a height that matched her loins with his cock.Her head fell forward onto his shoulder and waited for the inevitable.He loved her! It must be alright!His cock thrust upwards and like an Assegai spear seemed to penetrate deep at the first thrust.Her toes curled.Her hands clasped his shoulders.He thrust again...deeper.She bit her lip in an anguished attempt at self-control.He thrust again and she screamed her pleasure.She could feel Igwe's shoulders shake and wondered at his own pleasure.Then his cock started to withdraw and she sought to clasp it tightly shocking herself. Her tight grasp on his cock seemed to make no difference to its slithery withdrawal but then he thrust again and she gasped her relief into his neck.She did not want this to stop. No not anytime soon!!!Igwe was bouncing and thrusting beneath and she could feel his cock throbbing and jerking inside her. She felt so stretched. It was just as wonderful as she remembered.Could anything match the pleasure this cock was giving her. Igwe was right. This was perfect. This was right. It must be love. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.Igwe had felt the surrender of the soft woman's body beneath his hands. Now he felt the change of mood inside her again. Her breath was hot on his neck, as he thrust and pounded inter her inner tightness."Igwe. Igwe," she gasped in his ear. "I love you too... I do!"She stretched her legs wide in the grip of his hands, opening herself wide to his black thrusting maleness. Let him take her! Let him do as he will!He loved her! It was OK! She couldn't be unfaithful if she was with a man who loved her! Not when it felt so wonderful!She felt movement below her then heavy black balls seemed to slap against her loins. She had taken it all! She grinned and held herself wide.This was nothing like anything she had experienced before.With her husband she had dutifully lain back and enjoyed his vigorous thrusting atop her. Here up against this wall she was being bounced and jerked around. His cock was thrusting and probing in parts that had been rarely touched. She could swear any moment now he would punch through her uterus and his thick cock head would be in her womb!This fucking against the wall had her quivering and jerking. Her full bottom was being jerked against the wall with every thrust. Instead of passively accepting her husband's thrusts she found herself grasping at his cock with her pussy in a most unladylike way! Her loins were being thrown against the wall, bouncing off and as she bounced she found herself grasping and twisting on his cock in a way she had never done before. She did not want that cock escaping the hot sheath between her legs. Never before had sex been this good!**A car horn sounded outside.Igwe thrust, and an acquiescent pussy grasped and squeezed."Your husband," Igwe grasped."Damn!" Angel hung in tight."Want me to stop?""Oh God No! Don't stop!""But your husband?"Angel's words were muffled in his neck as she vigorously sought satisfaction from the thick length of black meat buried in her pussy."Don't stop, Oh please don't stop!"The words were music in Igwe's ear. Angel would be his now. It would only be a matter of time before she was broken in. He would have her eating sperm from his hand in weeks. His friends would be delighted to try her out!A married white women begging a black man not to stop fucking her while her white husband sat in his car a few feet away waiting.It was a scenario that Igwe found deeply satisfying. Too satisfying. His seed rose and surged into the receptive female sheath like the blow' from a whale.He listened to Angels desperate wail as she felt his seed surge inside her. Then her own orgasm overcame her. He held her shaking tremulous body against for a moment. Helping her calm down."Get dressed. You husband will be coming through the door in a minute!"Startled and shaken, still trying to recover. Angel pulled her clothes straight, finding her panties were a shredded wreck. She would have to go home with her husband without panties on!She quickly sprayed herself with perfume from her handbag to try and overpower the smell of sex and the African male who had just made love to her.She stopped at the door before she could turn he had taken her in his arms."I love you," he whispered in her ear.Heart pounding Angel opened the door and slipped outside to join her husband.**Igwe watched as Angel climbed into her husband's car. He wondered if her husband was one of those who minded his wife taking a black lover. Angel would be unable to keep it secret for too much longer.He turned and picked up his glass. He would leave the rest for his servant to clean up.He padded through the house. His cock naked and wet from their love-making, still hung from his trousers.He walked into his bedroom. A rumpled mop of blond hair stirred and turned up to look at him. He grinned at Michelle his buxom blonde receptionist. When he had bought the stone making business from her father he had promised to keep the girl on with a secure job.Her eyes had already fallen to his glistening length of black cock."Lick me clean" he commanded.There was a momentary resentment flash in her eyes, and then she scuttled across the bed. Her soft 18 year-old mouth slid over his cock and her soft tongue started licking him clean.His hand rested to drop onto her blond curls.He grinned wishing her white father could see how he was keeping his daughter in gainful employment.**Mark quickly drove Angel home. There was something different about her tonight. She seemed to have a radiant glow about her. He asked her about the evening and to his surprise she chatted about Nietzsche, the German philosopher.Back at home they both potted around tidying up and chatting. Then Angel announced she was having an early night, and disappeared into the bathroom.Mark's head raced. Angel looked truly wonderful this evening that radiant flushed look she had been particularly pronounced. Had her decision to have an early night been a subtle message that she was open to sex tonight?He grinned and his cock hardened.He wanted sex with his wife tonight!When Angel came out of the bathroom she was alarmed to see Mark grinning at her from their bed. His arousal defined by the bedclothes.Her husband wanted to make love!Flustered her thoughts scattered."Come here honey."Angel smiled at Mark, successfully hiding her consternation. She was confused she loved Igwe now, and Igwe had said he loved her. Could she make love to her husband?Husband!Yes, he was still her husband. Especially before God, and a panicky fear filled her that she had condemned her soul by allowing Igwe to have her. But Igwe loved her!It couldn't be wrong to make love to someone who loved her, and it had felt so good!She flushed a deep pink.Mark grinned at the sight of his conservative wife flushing at Mark's desire for sex with her.She was so innocent and charming when it came to sex."I...I am not sure." She slipped into bed beside him. "I'm tired."Mark cuddled up to her. His hands stroked her legs, exploring the soft inner skin of her upper thigh. He loved the feel of that satiny softness. As his hands rose higher Angel desperately grasped his hand before it reached her pussy. She had tried to clean herself up but she was still very wet.Not knowing how best to distract him she brought his hands up to her breasts. His eager hands were happy to accept the alternative offering. She tried to think of a way to distract him from sex tonight, but she felt so languorous and fulfilled that she struggled to find a put down to keep her husband at bay.As his hands played with her breasts her nipples burst into a fierce hardness and she cursed her treacherous body."Wow, you really are excited tonight."His mouth sought out one of those thickened, darkened nipples."Oh wow honey, I don't think I have ever seen your nipples so aroused and excited.Angel cursed her body. She could hardly explain to her husband that her nipples were so aroused because they were expecting more of the vigorous demanding sex that Igwe had given her that evening.How could she refuse her lawful husband when she had given herself so eagerly to Igwe?Mark's hands sought to explore between her legs again. She had to do something about this! She was not ready to try and explain to her besotted husband that she was letting a black man have his way with her. How could he still love her so much after 18 years?She pulled his hands away and urged him to mount her now! Wide eyed in surprise Mark hastily complied. Usually he had to work hard to get Angel aroused and eager.He slid himself between his wife's full shapely thighs and felt them rise up on either side of him. A sure sign she was excited. Her hands pushed aside his and sought his member. Seeking to direct between her legs. To his complete and utter shock he slid all the way inside his wife with only one thrust! He normally hard to work hard to get his cock all the way inside, and she was so wet!"Oh God Wow!" he gasped above her.He was so taken up with the experience he missed Angels worried frown.He brought his hips back sliding his cock out before thrusting back in.He could not believe just how excited his wife was! He had never known her like this. She felt so slippery with wetness.He did not know what had gotten his wife in this state but as far as he was concerned these Philosophy classes were doing the trick!!!He hunched forward and buried his face in Angel's neck, kissing and licking and hiding his face from her.This was so incredible. He worked his cock fiercely inside Angel.Oh Wow! Oh God! This was incredible.In all the fantasies he had indulged in this feeling between his wife's legs was just as he has imagined it would be like to make love to his wife after another man!Ashamed to think such perverse thoughts her hid his face in neck and eagerly thrust.Beneath him Angel was struggling to know how to respond to her husband's eager lovemaking. Usually she would lie passive and enjoy his attempts to please her.She struggled with a new urge to take a more aggressive role.Her own desire for fulfillment rose to the fore and the clasped her pussy around Mark's cock. The hot air from his surprised gasp filled her ear. It was only as she tried to grasp him that she realised how wet and slippery her pussy was! Frustrated, she rose her hips off the bed and wriggled them around.The effect on her husband was galvanic."Oh wow! Oh God Honey," then he gasped and came inside.He lay in her arms blurting out his apologies.She cradled her in his arms, soothing and reassuring him.Even as she did that her mind turned to Igwe's long black cock and the pleasure it had given her. He would not have come so quickly.END(I hope you have enjoyed the stories. My future stories will not be called African Seduction Ch 1, 2 , 3 etc which I and I am sure others will find boring! So I will give them their own separate titles. They will however in a totally 'fictional' way continue to reflect our experiences and observations in Africa.) |
couples.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/32/couples.txt | His StoryThis story involved my wife Amy, our friend Steve, and me. Like many stories it had a beginning, a middle, and an ending. We have to go back and reconstruct the story from its beginning.We had a long term relationship with Steve and his wife. That is until their divorce several months ago. His ex-wife moved away, but Steve remained in their home. The divorce did not interfere with our friendship, and we continued to do many things together; we always tried to include him in our activities. He was a terrible cook, so he was a dinner guest at our home many times -- if anything we had grown closer, being very supportive of him.He was always very attentive to Amy and clearly he was attracted to her. That was understandable as she was a beautiful woman who turned many heads. She enjoyed the admiring glances of many men who were envious of me. I was fortunate to have such a lovely wife. She was tall, with an outstanding figure, good shoulders, lovely firm breasts, a slim waist, lovely hips, and stunning long perfect legs. Her short skirts showed these off to advantage.Steve admired my wife, even more so since he was single, but he never tried to come onto her, perhaps because of our long friendship. Steve was a very good-looking man, quite well built, and Amy enjoyed his admiring glances, sometimes affording him a view of her stocking-clad thighs as he sat across from her. Other times as she was shifting in her chair, or getting up, or sitting down, her legs separated enough so that Im sure he had a glimpse of her sheer silk panties. He would blush when I caught him staring. When I mentioned it to her, she said, it was just harmless flirting. I think she enjoyed teasing him, especially as he was now single. When he came over he always embraced her, giving her a brief kiss.I wondered how far she might go if a good opportunity presented itself. As I said we did many things together, sometimes going out to dinner at a club where there was dancing. We would take turns dancing with her, and I noticed that he held her close during a slow dance, enjoying the opportunity to feel her body against him. When I danced with her I said, "It seems that you enjoy giving him an erection." She blushed, looking guilty. She said, "You know I have always been faithful to you, and you know I wouldnt plant any horns on your head." She was laughing at my concern.Then she started teasing me. "Maybe you would like me to make love to him. Do you think I should let him do it to me? Maybe you would enjoy it if I opened my legs to him, especially since he hasnt had sex for a long time. It would be charitable of you to offer your wife to him-it wouldnt be love-just sex." She continued her teasing, her inflammatory remarks, but she finally said, "you know I love you; Im just kidding to get a rise out of you."She was goading me, but she had me wondering if she would succumb to him if the conditions were right. I was feeling a tinge of arousal as I listened to her, and I began thinking about the possibility of them having sex, and developed a plan to test her resolve. On the next week-end, when we went out to dinner together, I put my plan in motion.We had cocktails before we went to dinner, and enjoyed a bottle of wine with an excellent entree. After dinner there was dancing, and we each took turns with Amy. By the time we left we all had a pleasant glow from the drinks we had consumed. The plan was to return to our house and enjoy a video that I had rented.After I poured drinks we sat on our large sofa with Amy between us. The video was in and I hit play. The movie was sexually explicit, to the surprise of no-one, as I said in advance that we had a very interesting movie. The theme of this movie was a ménage-a-trois, and I thought it might plant an idea. We were watching with rapt attention.As the on-screen action heated up I began to stroke Amys shoulders and neck-soon she was purring. Her short dress rode up a little, exposing some lovely thighs. I turned her head towards me, giving her a brief kiss, followed by another. Steve was following the action, and he turned her face towards him; she hesitated, but then allowed him to kiss her, finally breaking the kiss. She looked at me, raising her eyes, but I smiled, ignoring the unspoken question, kissing her again. Steve took his cue from me and also kissed her again.I raised the erotic level by stroking her breast as I kissed her, and again taking his cue from me, he stroked her other breast. Reaching back, I pulled the zipper of her dress down to her waist, her dress falling open. She gasped, holding her dress in front of her breasts, saying, "Ok. Whats going on?" I ignored this question, kissing her again, tugging the front of her dress down to her waist, exposing her sheer bra, the nipples visible. I moved the action along stroking her breast again, and Steve did the same on her other breast. She was protesting, but she was becoming aroused by the combination of the drinks, the explicit movie, and our kisses and caresses. When Steve kissed her the next time I moved my hand down to her thighs, and stroked her there, pushing her dress up a little more, exposing her stocking tops. Following my lead he also moved his hand down to her thighs, pushing her dress up till her garter straps were exposed. I was surprised that she let matters go this far, but she said, "this has gone far enough guys." But she didnt make an effort to stop us, probably wondering how far we would go with this. And as long as she wasnt physically putting up any resistance, I was determined to continue.When I unsnapped her bra, exposing her breasts, she gasped, and I thought she definitely would stop us now. She started to get up, but I pushed her head and shoulders down to the sofa and caressed her naked breasts, moving my mouth to her nipples, which were fast becoming erect. Steve lifted her legs to the sofa, and continued caressing her thighs, caressing the bare flesh above her stocking tops, my wife moaning now as we continued the assault on her body. She was beginning to be alarmed as we steadily stroked and caressed her trembling body. Finally she said; "Thats enough, you guys can just quit." But her voice lacked conviction. I didnt think she would let us go this far, so I was determined to continue until she yelled uncle.I was kissing her, holding her down as I continued to work on her breasts, which were now very firm. Steve was stroking her naked thighs, pushing her dress further and further up till we could see her lacy panties. He managed to separate her thighs enough so that he could get his hand between them, moving his hand upwards till he reached the crotch of her panties, a groan from my wife when he touched her there, pressing against her vagina.We continued-I was working on her upper body, and he was working on her lower body. We had her stretched out on the sofa, holding her in position as we continued a slow seduction, my wife flushed and trembling. Steve tugged her dress and slip up till they were bunched at her waist, her sheer panties completely exposed.Amy was becoming alarmed and she said, "This has gone far enough! I cant believe the two of you are doing this to me. What are you thinking? Are you thinking of doing it to me, right here on this sofa? Are you two thinking of fucking me?" I kissed her while she was still talking, shutting off her objections. She had closed her legs, but Steve soon had them opened more as he was kissing her naked thighs. Soon he had them opened even more, moving between them, pressing his mouth against the narrow band of her panties, my wife gasping again.My trembling wife was moaning continuously, very aroused as we continued. Steve grasped the waistband of her panties and Amy said, "Please dont take my panties off." But he ignored her, and pulled them from under her, pulling them down her thighs and legs, pulling them completely off, exposing her very bushy vagina. She closed her legs again, but he soon had her spread once more, pressing his tongue into the moist lips of her pussy.Amy was groaning at the contact, and then groaning louder as he worked his tongue into her, stroking into her. There was a gasp from her as he found her clitoris, stroking, circling and lifting the delicate bud, his tongue working magic on her. She was whimpering, moaning, becoming more and more aroused, her passion taking over, her body moving involuntarily.She looked at me with disbelief, unable to understand why this was happening. Again she said, "I cant believe the two of you are doing this to me. You have to stop, this is going too far. He is not going to have me, and you arent either." But the drinks, the salacious movie, and the romantic situation she found herself in seemed to prevail, as we continued to lift her to an erotic high. I couldnt believe that my faithful wife had let things go this far; I thought she would definitely call a halt at some point, but she made only feeble attempts to stop the action. And I was becoming very aroused, feeling myself hardening. Amys cries became louder; and she began shaking and crying out, her body is spasm as she climaxed. We both quickly stripped, and her eyes widened as she saw that we were naked and sporting large erections. She gasped as she viewed Steves very thick and very hard cock which was jutting straight out, pointed at her. She said, "Oh no! Youre not going to put that in me!" And she closed her legs, but she was so weak from her orgasm that he easily spread them again, and moved up her body, mounting her, directing his cock against the moist swollen lips of her vagina.If I didnt stop him now it would be too late. Amy appeared out of control, too weak to put up and resistance. She laid there, her eyes wide, her body flushed and trembling as she looked at me. I nodded my head and she closed her eyes, giving over to the moment, her legs falling open more as she surrendered.She flinched when she felt the touch of his cock, moaning as he pressed against the moist lips of her cunt, groaning as he stretched her, and then a hoarse cry as the head of his cock entered her, beginning to fill her. He steadily advanced his cock, filling her more, my wife groaning and then crying out again as he fully impaled her.I was holding her arms up, and when I released them, they fell to her side. Steve began moving in her, starting slowly, moving fully in and out, his cock wet and shiny with her juices. Gradually he increased his thrusting, my wife moaning continually. He was nearing his climax as he stroked into her. Amy folded her arms and legs over him, crying out as she was shaken by a powerful orgasm, her body in spasm. He was close behind, gripping her ass as he pushed fully into her, groaning as he spurted into her, filling her with his semen.It was so erotic, watching my wife being fucked so thoroughly by this stud that I almost came without touching myself. As soon as he moved away from her, I got between her spread thighs and quickly entered her. She was loose and wet, but even so I came almost immediately, adding my semen to his.We were finished and she closed her legs, pulling her dress down, sitting up and covering her breasts. "I cant believe you let him do that to me, your own wife, and helping him seduce me. We are going to talk later." And she left for bed. Steve, looking slightly embarrassed, also left. Amy was in bed when I came up. When I got in bed with her she said, "Well, I guess the two of you enjoyed yourselves, doing it to me. I never thought you would let it go that far. You really got a kick watching him fucking me, and he did a good job of it. Did you like it when you saw him coming in me? I certainly did.""I didnt think it would go that far either, but when we started you really got into it."I couldnt help myself, with the drinks and the erotic movie, and you two working on me -- its your fault it happened, and I really enjoyed it.Her StoryWe saw a lot more of Steve after his divorce. He seemed to be at loose ends, and Ken and I were very supportive of him, and he spent a lot of time at our house. He was a poor cook, so he was frequently a dinner guest, and we often included him when we went out to dinner, sometimes to a supper club where there was dancing.Steve was attractive, and he was very attentive to me-sometimes it was even embarrassing. He was clearly attracted to me, and I enjoyed the attention, encouraging it at times-even to the extent of mild flirting. I would give him a view of my legs as I shifted in my chair, or sitting down. He would blush when I caught him looking up my thighs.When we were out for dinner where there was dancing, they took turns dancing with me. When I danced with Steve he would gradually hold me close, bringing our bodies together. There were times when I could feel his erection as he held me closely. My husband noted how close we were dancing, and he commented on it later, but I just laughed and said he needed a little excitement. But I said, "Hes never tried to seduce me." I knew he wouldnt hesitate a minute if I encouraged him.He said something about my giving him an erection, so I started teasing him, asking Ken if he would like Steve to make love to me, saying if would be charitable of him to offer me to Steve, since he wasnt getting much sex these days. I told him it would just be sex, not love, and I continued to tease him. But I reassured him, saying I loved him, and was just teasing. Everything changed one night. We had dinner out with lots of wine and after dinner drinks, then some dancing, finally home where Ken surprised us with a very explicit video, a sexual odyssey involving two men and one woman. The three of us were on the couch, me sitting between them, enjoying a night cap as we viewed the video. I began to get aroused, watching the video, and being very relaxed from the drinks. Then the two of them began working on me, taking turns kissing me, soon caressing me. I thought whats going on, as they took turns stroking my breasts, and soon they had their hands on my legs, and were pushing my dress up. I began protesting but they ignored my protests, continuing to arouse me. I thought of making them stop, but I decided to wait a bit to see where this was going.I didnt have to wait long before Ken unzipped my dress, pulling it down, and it wasnt long before he removed my bra, exposing my breasts. At the same time Steve had worked my dress up above my stocking tops, up to my panties. I was aroused, but I was also alarmed at what was happening. Were they just having fun, fueled by the drinks and the explicit movie, or were they thinking of doing it to me? How far did my husband want to carry this? Were they trying to seduce me? They swung me up on the sofa, Ken holding my shoulders down, kissing and stroking my breasts. Steve worked my dress and slip up under me, pushing them up to my waist. My sheer panties were exposed above my stocking tops and garter belt. I thought this is getting serious, did they intend to fuck me? But I didnt think they would go that far. I didnt think my husband would let our friend do it to me, but I was worried, and I was also aroused by the stroking, kisses, and caresses by these two. By this time Steve had opened my thighs, getting between them, and kissing his way up to the narrow band of my panties. I moaned as he moved the crotch aside and used his mouth and tongue on my vagina, which was now very moist. It was so erotic, what these two were doing to me. I was trembling, and I was getting weaker, more and more aroused.I thought this had gone far enough-it seemed they had no intention of stopping, but before I could protest Steve had worked my panties from under my hips and pulled them off. I closed my legs and said, "You have to stop, this has gone far enough, and I cant believe the two of you are doing this to me." I looked at Ken and said, "I am your wife, why are you letting him do this to me?" But he just smiled and kissed me, holding me as Steve spread my legs, and again got between them, once more bringing his mouth and tongue to my vagina. As he was moving his tongue in me I tried to rise up, but Ken was holding my shoulders down. Was he holding me so another man could take me? Was he planning to give his own wife to another man, watching another man put it in me and fuck me? I couldnt believe he would do that.But he did nothing to stop this from happening, and when Steve moved his tongue to my clitoris, I was beginning to lose it. As he continued using his tongue on me, I knew I was about to come, unable to do anything but open my legs further as my climax approached. I was moaning continuously, overcome by an intense orgasm which wracked my body, causing me to cry out, my body shaking.I lay with my eyes closed, my legs open, my body drained. I was barely aware that they had undressed, until I felt Steve move up, mounting me, and looked down to see his very large cock aimed at me. I tried to close my legs, but I was so weak that he easily spread them wide, preparing to enter me. I felt helpless. I looked at Ken again, but he smiled and nodded, clearly giving me permission to be fucked by him, and still holding my shoulders down, holding my arms above my head, kissing me, and cutting off my protests.I thought OK. I was done protesting, done trying to rise up and stop this. Also I was so aroused, so overcome with passion that I had no will to resist. If this was what he wanted, if he wanted to watch his own wife taken and entered by this stud, if he wanted to watch me being fucked by our friend, then I would let him-I was helpless anyway, and I surrendered, letting my legs fall fully open, giving myself to him. This was what they wanted and they had set me up.Finding me compliant, he took his cock in his hand and directed it to my swollen vulva. I lifted my legs, bending my knees, opening myself to him as he pushed firmly, stretching me, beginning to penetrate me. Gripping my hips, he pushed more firmly, and I cried out as the head of his cock entered me. I almost came at that moment. He continued moving into me, stretching me more, his cock pressing forward till he completely filled me, pushing firmly against me cervix, and I cried out again. I had never been so filled, so impaled as I was now.Also, I didnt understand why my husband allowed me to be taken by our friend, to be used by him.He began moving in me, moving slowly at first, taking a lot of time with me. I forgot about my husband as my whole being was centered around this huge cock filling me, moving in and out of me. I was flushed and trembling as he continued. I had never been so overcome with passion as I was now. This erotic situation was lifting me to heights I didnt think possible; I was so wet that his stroking into me was audible, making sucking sounds that we could hear.He began thrusting faster, punishing me with his cock, pushing powerfully into me. I clutched him as I felt my orgasm approaching. When I felt him swelling even more I cried out shrilly, my climax full upon me, my body twisting and jerking with the power of my release. This triggered his orgasm, and he groaned, ejaculating into me, and I could feel his semen spurting against my cervix, carrying me along, my orgasm going on and on till he drained himself in me.When his cock finally softened, he moved out of me, and I just lay there, spread, our juices draining from me. Before I recovered my husband moved between my legs and easily entered me. He was so excited that he came after only a few strokes. After he moved off me I began to dress. I was tearful, both at being taken by Steve with my husband watching, and because I had responded so intensely to the thorough fucking I had experienced.I had words with Ken over allowing this to happen, allowing Steve to take me, and the two of them working together to seduce me. But I had been satisfied like never before, and I was still tingling, my body still flushed and trembling. I was so weak I was barely able to dress, and I was still tearful as I left them, and went to bed. Soon I heard Steve leaving, and Ken came to our bedroom.After he got into bed I said, "I cant believe you let this happen, helping him seduce me, and then giving your own wife to him, allowing him to fuck me. You really wanted that to happen, didnt you? You know Ive always been faithful to you, but you werent happy with that. "You wanted to watch your wife being fucked, and he did a good job of it. Thats the first time youve ever been cuckolded, and it seems you like the role. You like having Steve plant horns on hour head? I saw the look on your face when he was coming in me, shooting his sperm into me. He really serviced me and you were a willing participant. Maybe Ill let him do it again, or maybe you want another man to fuck me."He said, "You really got into it! You really enjoyed it. I also saw the look on your face when you felt him coming in you.""I never thought that would happen, and yes, I did enjoy it, but I dont think we should do this again." Then I rolled over and went to sleep.We didnt do it again, but the memory kept coming back, remembering how I had been taken and used by our friend, and I would feel myself moistening. When I saw Steve again, I would become flushed and embarrassed, reliving the scene. So out relationship with him gradually deteriorated, and we got our life back to normal.END |
latex4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/latex4.txt | Five days after we'd arrived at Auntie's, the 'birthing' began.For Anne, Meg and me, it went easier than before - we'd become more... elastic down there. We popped a dozen seeds each in about an hour, meanwhile taking turns holding back our next wee gift in order to help Wendy with her first several. Once done, we let our new conscript sleep while we lay on the big bed and exchanged notes. Well, actually it was more like Anne went into clinical mode and debriefed me. "How often did you do it after you got home, back in September?""What makes you think...?""Cuz we did," said Meg. "So how many?""It's not as though I was counting." I allowed as how I had discreetly lined up a stable of three of the boys in my class, showing each in turn how it was done. I was constantly horny, and soon perfected the speed hump - nailing a guy in a closet or empty hallway in three minutes flat. At least, that's how it went in the beginning. After a while, they were good to go for as long as we could manage to hide out, which still wasn't necessarily very long.Then I decided to seduce Mr. Clark. He seemed interested in spite of himself, so I decided to take him head on. I hung around after school, saying I wanted help with my Biology (true enough), and then I more or less jumped him. After I'd sucked on his tongue for a bit, his look of shock faded and he started to suck back."So did you fuck him often?""Well... yeah. As often as we could manage.""And did you notice anything odd?""No. Well, not really. He sort of had a growth spurt...""Growth spurt.""You know - like, his pecker grew an inch or two. And he was lasting longer. Did I tell you about the Saturday before I was knocked up again?"That was the day I'd finally brought along Wendy. We each told our mom we were going to sleep over at the other's house, and then we both went to Mr. C's instead. He led us straight to his hot tub to play in - only it was empty. He grinned and tipped a big bottle of vegetable oil inside. I was a bit doubtful, but the thing did have seats and ledges that suited all sorts of positions. As it turned out, it was great. He fucked us both nine ways to Sunday, and every half hour or so he dumped about a pint of sperm in us and on us. Between his jism and our girl juices and the Mazola, we were all as slippery as eels.Round about dinnertime, we took a break, sharing a long shower and then wolfing down some delivered pizzas. After that we stumbled off to bed and played some more. I finally fell asleep with his still-hard cock in my belly. We had another round the next morning, before Wendy and I regretfully staggered back to our respective homes, our unused pyjamas in our backpacks. When I'd told my story, Anne said, "You know that none of this is normal, right? Grown men do not experience growth spurts of the penis, nor do they routinely orgasm endlessly and on demand.""Well, it did seem a little odd...""It's alright - we had much the same experience. Megan managed to fuck a number of her classmates," - here Meg smirked - "and then I picked up a likely looking young man at a local tavern." Poor Anne had no man in her life. After her husband had left her, not long after Meg's birth, she'd put all her energy into her work. "We found he developed along much the same trajectory as your Mr. Clark. He serviced us both quite thoroughly right up until October." When the flowers had bloomed, in other words. "The point is that even after we've given birth - now, that is - we're still raging cauldrons of pheromones, hormones and aphrodisiacs. I've tried to identify the sequence in which each one peaks, but... the truth is, it's been a little difficult to focus."The impregnation cycle seems plain enough - roughly every six months, so far. Gestation is about eleven weeks. After the birthing, there seems to be a phase where we drive the men wild. I think that evolved to the plant's benefit as well. Remember how I told you the Indians practically worshiped these things? Not just the women - we can understand that." Here she winked at us. "This way, the men are happy too. Apparently, being transformed into a 'babe magnet' works for guys in any culture.""There's something else," said Meg. "Have you had a good look at Mama?"I was looking at all of her at that very moment. It took me a moment to realize what I was seeing. Anne had changed - gradually but steadily since last May her body had tightened and smoothed, so that she now looked young enough to pass for our sister... except possibly for the fact that Meg was nuzzling one of her taut breasts in a slightly un-sisterly way.Anne gave me a sultry smile, obviously pleased by this particular development. "Hot stuff," I agreed, and we proceeded to have a farewell romp. Next morning Wendy and I were on the bus for home, with three carefully stowed Gaia-plants (as Anne was now calling them) for Angie and our mothers. That same afternoon, we three girls got together in my bedroom, and things got even more complicated. After Angie had admired our changed bodies - slug free, with swollen breasts and shrunken bellies - she announced it was time to play. Wasting no time, she climbed on top of me and started in on a lovely sixty-nine. I was drifting with the sensations, caressing her soft cheek as she nuzzled my pussy, when she said, "Oh!" and Wendy said, "Ummm - Cyn?"I brushed Angie's face one more time and then stopped to consider the fact that I was also holding her pretty little stern in both hands. After tumbling about to change positions, the three of us finished up all staring closely at my bottom. There, from between my flushed pussy lips, stood eight inches of... vine, sort of. It was the same bright green as the freshly delivered Gaia plant in the corner, but luckily leafless. Both my friends were so goggle-eyed it was comical, and without thinking I reached over and pooked Angie's nose - with my vine. Which was weird enough, but I'd also extended it another eight inches to reach her. There had been a squirmy feeling in my gut, and I'd felt the vine slide along the length of my cunny. I fact, I felt everything - cunt wall, pussy lips and surface of the vine itself, as it passed through me. Oh, and I felt Angie's nose, too. I nearly came then and there.Trembling, I swung the thing back to hover in front of my own face. Its surface was supple and, green or not, it was skin-like. It gleamed slightly, being coated with my juices. The end was fatter, and to my randy eyes, distinctly cock-shaped. I wondered, how far could it reach? Slowly, I started to stretch it straight up between us. When my vine-shaft had reached about three feet, it started to topple. Again without thinking, I leaned it onto Wendy, and then turned it once around her shoulders for support. Angie reached forward and wrapped a cool hand around it."It's warm," she murmured.How much further? I slid it out my pussy some more -gliding it around Wendy and stretching it out beyond her toward the bedside table. Until I touched the lamp. "Ow! Hot!"At that, I abruptly retracted it - somehow, somewhere into my belly. I came then, hard, as the mass of it re-coiled itself inside me."Holy fuck," said Wendy."Do me," whispered her little sister.Do her? Even as the concept sank in, Angie was eagerly climbing astride my hips, and starting to rub her clit against mine. And why not do her? I slid the thing's tip out of my pussy and up into hers, as far as it would go. This obviously met her needs - she groaned loudly and began to grind down hard. I began to drive my new organ in and out of her by extending and retracting it, thereby fucking us both at the same time. It was feeling pretty good all along my vine, too. Hot damn, a new erogenous zone!She was a trembling wreck when Wendy finally hoisted her off, saying to me, "My turn, now, Octopussy."I laughed out loud at that - I was becoming a rude superhero.When I finally called Anne, she confirmed that she and Meg had also become newly equipped with vines."They seem to be permanently rooted within the upper pelvis and extend through a new opening at the very top of our vaginas." Permanent - I'd guessed that much, because it somehow felt like I'd always had a vine. "Right now, they're about eight feet long, but they're growing by about an inch a day. The thing is, I don't know what they're for.""Well, duh," I muttered.Meg's voice came from her extension phone, "You should try it with two of them together!"Anne continued, patiently, "The thing is, from an evolutionary point of view, what's in it for the Gaia plant?"Good question. I didn't have an answer, but over the next few days, I began to learn a few non-orgasmic benefits for me. It was as useful as a monkey's tail - barring hanging from branches. I found I could touch and pick up things (and simultaneously excite myself), at much greater range and with far more control than when I'd tried such things with my old slug-pal. Hey - it wasn't just about doing away with the remote. I was having trouble remembering not to use it in public. Don't knock it 'till you've tried it. I soon discovered that reeling my new part out into the sunshine gave me a hit of energy - from all that busy chlorophyll, I guess. That buzz felt so good that I started sneaking it out whenever I could. Finally, I hit on the idea of not hiding it at all - I slithered it up and out my collar, and then looped it around my neck and shoulders a few times like a ropy big verdant-green necklace. Hey - kids were already thinking I was a bit peculiar.A bigger problem was that I myself was still a bit leafy-greenish - a pale willow-leaf green, not Wicked-Witch-of-the-West green. The fake tan was getting old, so I figured, why bother to hide my unusual tint? Instead, I went for an earth-mother/fairy-child look (willowy clothes complemented by my bright green 'necklace'). If people chose to think I was into another phase of weird make-up, who was I to argue? By this time I was the subject of a good deal of parental angst. In addition to flak over 'make-up' and clothing, I was having trouble ducking out to get laid. But the plant I'd brought home for my mother wasn't going to bloom for months, yet, and in the meantime I was too chicken to just out and tell them what had happened to me - and what I had in store for her.Then the solution struck me - if I fucked Dad, he would be manageable, plus after a week or two he would develop into a stud to be unleashed on Mom. That should keep them both of my case for a while. So - how to seduce my old man?I considered the lame 'innocent blonde' approach - wander all dripping and naked out of the shower and say, "Daddy - how come my breasts are growing so fast?" (Which they were.) That wasn't exactly me, and anyway, I didn't want to scare the life out of him. So then I thought, maybe I should bring in Wendy to do the deed. He being pretty good looking, I knew she wouldn't mind; and I'd seen him steal glances at her backside. Still, he was family and I loved him. Some things you have to do yourself.Anne had told me she had done some experiments to test the potency of our aphrodisiac secretions (I didn't ask for the details). Apparently, even our sweat had some effect, but our saliva was much stronger. It was our pussy juices, though, that really did the job. No problem-o. When Mom next went to her book club, I auto-fucked myself from the inside with my trusty vine (the things we do for love). It didn't take long to collect a half a cup of juice. Then, I put the full dose in Dad's cocoa and delivered it. For extra emphasis I wore a thin white blouse and a very short skirt - and no underwear. Being still damp and sweaty from my come didn't hurt either. I'm not sure the skimpy clothes wouldn't have been enough by themselves, but Dad downed his drink and that was that. He didn't climb all over me, mind you. It was all so - comfortable. We sat close on the sofa, which just naturally developed into a smooch on the ear, a caress of the cheek, and then a cuddle. When he slipped inside me, still murmuring in my ear, it felt perfectly natural, like we did this all the time. His movements were slow and steady... and relentless. All the time, as he nibbled my neck and nuzzled my breasts, his cock was in constant motion. When, by and by, he spurted a load of searing hot cum into my pussy, I had a shuddering great climax of my own. Afterward, he held me tight in a bear hug as his cock continued to gently pulsate inside me.It turns out, Daddy's a born natural lover. On top of being sensitive to my needs, he's a marvel with his tongue. He's also inventive - he managed to secretly nail me several times a day. Different places - the kitchen, the laundry room, the garage - and different positions, too. He even took me in the ass. I'd thought I would be the one to introduce that (looking forward to when Mom and I would be hosting our slugs). Over the course of the week, father/daughter time also included an afternoon of mini-golf and a night at the movies - which were both actually spent at a secluded spot on the beach... watching the 'submarine races'. The only tricky bit was keeping my vine to myself.Even, one day, we did it while I was sitting in his lap to watch the ball game on TV - my skirt barely hiding where our naughty bits were connected in a delightfully squishy way. He being such a straight arrow, Mom just smiled and nodded whenever she passed by the den - not bothering to come in since, as Daddy and I well knew, she's no fan of baseball. She did call us from the kitchen, though."You two are sure getting excited in there. Another home run?""I'll say!" I called back - once I'd caught my breath.By the next time book club night came around, my chemical influence had provided Daddy with a bit more girth and a bit more length, and he was able to deliver a lot more cum over a lot more hours. Also, I was pleased to see, Mamma was already getting a lot more action. Their bedsprings were singing, now. All in all, things were going pretty good. For one thing, I didn't need to get out for sex after all - although Wendy or Angie or Mr. C still provided me with some action at recess and lunch. In the case of the girls, I only had to sit next to them in the playground. I would put an arm around Angie's waist, say. Like I said, I was usually wearing my vine around my shoulders, so I would simple reel it out some more - down my sleeve and under her skirt and straight up her drooling pussy. Hey - we were expected to play, right?On the home front, Mom was so laid back that I was tempted to suggest a threesome, but I still didn't want to wig her out. Which is kind of funny, when you consider I'd just slipped Daddy a mickey of my cum in order to have my way with him. The thing was, I planned to get her pregnant by my Antonio soon, which seemed a little more of an imposition than inducing her to bed me. It didn't even occur to me that she was already mellowing just on the scent of me. So it was me that nearly wigged when her smiling face appeared over Daddy's shoulder one afternoon when he was ploughing me in the garden shed. I relaxed when she started to caress his chest and nibble his neck, and I knew that we had a new playmate. Of course she may have been in my thrall, but only in so far as sex was concerned. I still had to eat my vegetables.Anyway, it was shortly after that when I finally discovered why my lovely new vine was also good for Gaia plants. One day after school I felt like it would be sort of nice to cut through the park. Wendy joined me, chatting about clothes (sometimes we could actually go fifteen minutes at a stretch without sex). Along the way it seemed to be a good idea to take a shortcut through some underbrush, and Wendy followed me, silent now. In a few minutes we came to a small hidden glade I had all but forgotten was in there. I stood on the side that got the most light and looked up to the sky, and it suddenly seemed like a particularly nice spot to me - good sun, and under the skim of mulch and leaf litter there was moist, humus-filled soil that was particularly deep and nutritious - a nice friable grain, not too much clay. It was a bit erotic, actually, all that mysterious earth in every direction, warm and...Wendy was shaking me. "Cynthia! Are you alright?"I focussed my eyes on her - I was still breathing heavily and close to a cum. "I think I'm taking root!"We both looked down to see my vine, now a spiral of green around my left leg that disappeared into the dirt at my feet. Yet again I was afraid I was going to finish up as a shrubbery, only this time it didn't seem so terrible. I was still getting a rush from the weird sensation of my expanding root growth below our feet.Wendy was not so laid back. "What should I do? We need help!"I held her tight, and rode out a most unusual orgasm. At the peak, I felt a sharp pain near the end of my vine, and then I slumped, unconscious, into my friend's arms. Wendy led me home, and another emergency call to Anne was made. This time, she and Meg hadn't shared my experience - quite yet. It seemed that they were just about to go for a walk."But of course! Asexual reproduction!" Anne sounded unreasonably pleased. "You know how, when a blackberry vine touches the ground, it takes root? Or strawberry runners? You did much the same thing. The bit you left behind is a basically a clone.""There's, like, another Cynthia growing in the woods?"She laughed. "Not quite - it will become another version of our old friends from the jungle. Although," she added, "I suspect that it contains a small contribution of genetic material from you... like all the other seeds that we've gestated. You say you really felt the condition of the soil? The nutrients? The pH?""Yeah - probably - whatever that is. It just felt... right, you know?""Hmm - well, we knew our vines have a link to the nervous system - we control the thing completely. But this is fascinating. And you say you healed right away?""Uh - yeah." I spooled it out to check. "It's already swollen out to its comfy old wang shape at the end.""Marvellous! And not Wendy yet, or the garden club ladies here - it must be associated with the second birthing. Meg and I are going for a hike, now. I'm keen to try this out. Talk to you soon."After that I took regular walks, usually to the same hidden glade. Not as though I had to, or anything, but I liked to check on how my plant was doing. Plants, actually, since I dropped off another one each time I visited... seeing as I was in the neighbourhood. Anne had called back with an update. She thought that twelve feet or so of vine was probably as much as would comfortably fit inside us. In which case, setting a bud once a week worked out about right to offset our continued growth. She also said that we should put them where a likely lass might chance by and have enough privacy for a round with a Gaia blossom. Which is why I slipped one into the back garden of Miss O'Neil, my French teacher.And then, in early April... it happened that I was in a study class in the library, near the end of the day. Everyone was a bit dozy, except for me - I was just horny, as usual. Across the table from me was Shelly, a new girl in our class. She had green eyes, red hair and major freckles, and I was thinking as how she was really quite pretty. I wondered if she had the same thick tight curls on her pussy yet, and it occurred to me that it would be easy to reach my vine across under the table to check.And so I did - reeling myself out and looping stealthily across the gap, and then slipping under her skirt to touch her knee. She trembled and blinked, but I gently rubbed my potently juicy knob up the inside of her thigh. After only a moment or two, she spread her legs and lowered her head closer to the book in front of her. Anyone would have supposed she was reading, but I could see that her eyes were closed.That seemed to go well, and so I spiralled up her leg until I reached her now sopping panties. Not a problem - I eased them aside and - yes, she had a lovely fine bush. Her lips were plump and soft, and I slid between them easily. For whatever reason, I encountered no troublesome hymen and so I continued on to her hot core. And then, I began to seriously fuck her. So far, so good. I was getting pretty worked up, and I could see she was, too - her face and neck were bright red. Plus, she'd reached down between her thighs to take hold of the last loop of me - not to stop me but to pump me harder.My own come took me in a rush, and I felt my vine make a slow, steady thrust deeper than should have been possible. Then Shelly came, too, her cunt muscles clamping down like a vice. I was somewhere deep inside her now; I knew what was happening but couldn't stop. I could sense her vibrant blood, her nerves and her tissues as my roots spread. Her emotions began to flow back to me - I detected fading fear and confusion, heavily overlaid with orgasmic pleasure. I was a little conflicted, myself. Even as I came, I was aware of the fact that I was now setting a bud inside a virtual stranger - and getting off by doing it.After my blood had stopped pounding, I un-docked and stowed my slightly shortened vine and hid behind a pile of books while I thought things over. I felt kind of bad about the whole thing. The notion just came over me, and it certainly wasn't like I'd asked her if she cared for a fuck plus a little something for her to keep. It seemed unfair to let her wander off and, in a week or so, get the shock of her life. On the other hand, what was I going to tell her? Angie had been a hard sell over the slugs, and she'd already seen Wendy and I playing with ours. Anyway, I caught up to Shelly after school, and said, "About what happened in the library..."She blushed right down to her toes. "I fell asleep. I didn't actually... do anything, did I?""Well... you weren't dreaming, if that's what you mean.""You wouldn't believe what I was dreaming!" Blushing hotly, she glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot. "So I was playing with myself, then?"This was going to be harder than I thought. "Not exactly. Listen - have you noticed that the boys get a little excited around me?"She looked puzzle about the apparent change of subject, and said, "Sure - Julie said you were the class slut... uh, sorry."Okay - maybe not so hard, after all. "Look," I said, "I'm different. Like, 'X-Man' different.""You're a mutant?"Easy, even. "No. Well, sort of. Shelly, I'm sorry, but I fucked you back there - like, for real. What you remember, it actually happened. No dream. Come on, there's lots more to tell. Follow me."For a wonder, she did. I didn't know if it was curiosity or lingering pheromones, but she let me lead her into the park and off to my little plant patch. As soon as we broke out into the glade, I turned and planted a big kiss on her - I figured she could use a little anaesthetizing at this point. It worked - she smiled back, and didn't even notice my vine wrapping twice around both of us, until I slid the warm tip of it between our faces."Okay, Shelly, here's the deal. You've got one of these of your own growing inside you. You're one of us, now. Care to play some more with mine, in the meantime?"As it happened she did. Later that afternoon, I made yet another urgent call to Anne. "I think this thing is screwing with my head."Meg, on the other line, answered for her. "You just figuring that out?"Anne was gentler. "It's alright, love. You implanted someone today, didn't you?""I didn't mean to!""Don't panic. Meg just set one in a boy after school today. Actually, he's still in her bedroom.""A boy? How..."Meg interrupted again. "How do you think? I was giving him excellent head, and before I knew it I was also slipping up his backside...""Uh, right. And he didn't mind?"Anne took over again. "Nobody minds. Our secretions seem to reduce people's anxiety and inhibitions, as well as excite. It affects us, too, you know. You wouldn't have fucked your parents before all this happened, would you?""Before all this happened, I'd never even played doctor.""But our vines aren't putting actual thoughts in our heads, if that's what's worrying you. We're still in charge - except, of course, we're rewarded handsomely with pleasure when we engage in certain behaviours."I swear I was starting to follow her - a bit."This new development is actually a very good thing. I didn't want to worry you two, but I was seriously concerned about our secret getting out. Everyone who has been impregnated is seriously mellow. But we weren't spreading very fast. Now - we can essentially double our numbers every week. Two - four - eight - sixteen - thirty-two - sixty-four... theoretically, twenty weeks of doubling brings us to over a million Gaia-people. Lets see - four more weeks puts us over a billion. Assuming we can set new vines while we're pregnant... if we can still get pregnant."This was sobering information - especially the thought of being rejected by Antonio or his relations. Still, it wasn't entirely about me, so I asked, "We're going to take over the world?""Damn right - at least, we're going to try. I grew up believing we should all make love, not war. Imagine a planet where everyone - EVERYONE - was constantly getting laid!"My cousin amplified this sentiment slightly. "Unnng - Unnng - YES - YES!""What?"Anne answered for her. "Oh - it's Kevin's turn to fuck Meg... but you know how she hates to miss your calls." So the message was, plant vines in as many people as possible. As it happened, this wasn't difficult. My school was already fertile ground, so to speak, having become a hotbed of sexuality. Wendy and I were keeping up our end (Oh, and Shelly and I often found time to play. Meg was right - two vines together is heaven). The boys we fucked and enhanced were very busy working through the school body. Mr. C, in particular, had fucked most of the other girls in his class, and had knocked up Julie (remember Julie, who thought I was a major slut?) in the old fashioned way. He had an idea I could smooth things for her before she told her parents, and had sent her to me. I gave her a jar of my newly patented, homemade, raspberry and pussy juice jelly to take home, and made her promise to have some too. She thought I was crazy (or rather, crazier) but was understandably desperate. The next day she reported back to tell me she had put it over ice cream for dessert and - well, it seemed everything was going to be all right, just like I'd said. Not in the way she had expected, of course. It turned out that she, her parents and her little sister had all wound up merrily fucking away half the night together. Anyhow, where was I? Oh, yeah, world domination. It was a simple thing for me to fuck the daylights out of a new girl each week (plus I did Keith, for variety), and them give them the same 'welcome to the club' speech I gave Shelly. Plus I would explain how they would soon be able to begin recruiting on their own. And, you know - conquer the world, in a nice way.All in all, I was having so much fun I forgot to keep an eye on Antonio and blossom-time. The thing is, I now slept with Mom and Dad, mostly, being too shagged out to stagger to my own bed. At any rate, one day in May I got home from school to find Mamma laying naked in my bedroom, out cold, with a spilled watering can by her side and a shiny red knob peeking out from her pussy curls. Her hair was tousled, her already firmer tits (thanks to me!) were flushed, and she wore a crooked little smile. Altogether, she had a well-fucked look. I swear Antonio looked smug. Damn, I'd wanted to watch - and I'd had truly meant to prepare her first. Luckily, the Gaia plant I'd intended for myself was waiting nearby, also in full bloom... its scent was already making me woozy. I left a trail of discarded school clothes across the room as I headed over to my new lover. Mamma wasn't going to go anywhere for a while, anyway.Anne had warned me that my vine could affect how the Gaia plants interacted with me - and there were some differences. Once I had been wrapped up in its tendrils, I felt compelled to slip my own out and engage the blossom in what I suppose you would call foreplay. Between one thing and another I was soon super-hot, my pussy juices running like tap water. It was time. I sucked in my vine and - wham! The blossom's pistol slammed inside me. I started to come immediately, but this time I stayed alert as it fucked me hard and fast. Eventually, it plugged itself firmly in my womb and proceeded to pump me up like a water balloon. I looked eight months gone by the time it finally bunged up its handiwork with a fresh new slug - the red lump positively splashed greenish cum around the room as it drove home. I felt a tingling as it welded itself in place - and this time, it made its nerve connections within minutes. I waggled it about in satisfaction, and it exuberantly waggled right back. While I played with my fresh new toy and waited for Momma to come round, I discovered something else. There was a hole at the top of my pussy/slug seam. Excellent! My slug had been keeping the gap squeezed shut to keep in the cum - and no doubt would continue to do so, to keep as much of my pussy juice for itself. I hadn't actually noticed it, since I couldn't see over my belly. But I found I could still spool out my vine, no problem. Except, what with the two sliding together down there, it was pretty damn snug (good thing I'd become so elastic). Snug and stimulating, I might add. I was back on the orgasmic rollercoaster!End of Part 4Author's notes - Having enjoyed 'Late Bloomer' by Dragonfly and the 2002 remake 'Latex Flower' by Erwin Stevens, I thought I would take the liberty of expanding the core plot of the former and recruiting the cast from the latter to cobble together my own adaptation. Also, thanks to Harry Hardrock for pointing out that Mom would occasionally feel like watering Antonio. CS*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
ittakesalltypes.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/ittakesalltypes.txt | Big girls, small girls. Short girls, tall girls. Thin girls, fat girls.Old girls, brat girls. What's the difference? Who cares what they look like, just as long as they cook right!What a load of rubbish! All women are not 'girls', and all women are not the same. There are only two things that really matter to me in a woman, and they aren't on her chest or between her legs. Heart and soul - they are what makes a woman. Don't get me wrong, I like women's more female attributes as much as the next guy, except perhaps that time when I was the next guy. As for cooking, well, I spend as much time at the stove as my partner. Yes, I have a partner. You didn't think I was single did you? Of course, she's eighteen, got a perfect body. She works out every day and I just love to slip her sweat sodden kit off and slip deep into her there in the changing room, pumping away as she climbs up me. We nearly got banned the other day when her screams of passion could be heard in the pool at the other side of the squash courts. Yeah, right, of course they were. So, she's not a California-fit super-babe... thankfully. Anyway, our local leisure centre wouldn't look kindly on men lurking and humping in the female changing rooms. No, she's got a great body all right - she modelled in Paris. She can turn me on with just her supermodel glare and a twist of her Cinderella foot on an Eiffel tower heel. She walks out there with nothing on but a paper-thin lace skirt the price of Cuba's GNP. How wonderful her breasts look as they pout firmly under the lights that caress her golden-tanned skin. They almost pulsate to the music as they swagger up and down. Ok, so she's not a model really.She looks great in her leathers. The seat of her GSX 950 gets a real good seeing too every time she straddles it. I'd love to be that seat, but I don't do 130 mph, and I don't kick her in the backside every time she twists my grip. She's a real wild child, her long shining tresses streaming behind her in the wind. As she gets off she unzips her leather jacket revealing... nothing, nothing but her breasts and nipples. She never bothers to wear much else, it's too much hassle to keep on taking on and off. Before she's had a chance to tell me how busy the roads were she's lying with her breasts astride the tank and her legs beside the warm engine being filled by me. If only that seat could talk - but of course it can't and the nearest she's ever been to a motorbike is watching Easy Rider on TV. She used to be an air hostess, but she had to give it up and she spent much too much time servicing my needs in the air rather than those of her passengers. The Mile High club? Club, First class - even in economy. No matter where we were we were flying high, and flying united. Then she became a nurse. Oh, those uniforms! All crisp creases, starch and black stockings. We'd thrust the night away in the linen cupboard, she come over and over in the nurse's station yet her creases would always stay put, and her stockings would never ladder. She always cared for me as well as for her patients. Ok, they had to be patient as they listened to her fifth orgasm of the hour, but at least she always looked great as she gave them the benefit of her bedside manner - she always looked great when I got an eyeful of it.No? Well, at least she did start early. I had her for the first time on the morning of her sixteenth birthday. I was just fourteen. It happened on a camping holiday in Italy. She was moaning about how she still had to go along with her parents on lame holidays. She said she hated Venice - took wet she said. It may have been but she wasn't, she was just right as I slipped into her. I had never had a girl before, though I'd seen pictures in magazines. I'd been looking at better stuff on the net for ages so I knew what to do. I first met her outside the showers. We talked, she seemed to like me. She told me about how uncool all this camping stuff was, and about how much she missed her boyfriend back home. Actually she told me how much she missed his eight inch cock. She stood there, bold as can be, and told me straight how straight and thick it was and how no man could ever match up. She said they had been at it for over a year. She said she loved it best when he forget to buy condoms, she said she got an extra-special thrill when he came right up inside her. Then she told me it was her going to be her birthday, and that she'd die without him there to give her one, or two, or, as she wanted, four or five. I did the gallant thing. I offered my services. She laughed and walked off. So there I was, the next morning, standing naked in front of her as she lay half-asleep in her tent. She woke and saw my erection. She soon forgot her boyfriend as I repeatedly stuck her with my nine-inch love pole. We must have woken her parents; as I licked her out we heard them at it too. They didn't go for long and he can't have been much good as after I came inside her for the second time her mother came in and pulled me outside and sucked me off before getting me to do her doggie fashion on the still damp grass. Maybe it was Clacton, and maybe I just tossed off in the washrooms after saying hello just the once. I never met her parents, and I've no idea if she had a boyfriend, or whether the only love of her life was a picture of the cute blond one from East Boyz.No, to be honest she chatted me up in a bar. She walked in and came up to me and sat down on the stool next to me. She ordered a beer, and taking it by the neck swilled down a mouthful. Looking intently at me she licked the froth from her lips. She liked to ride horses so that she could use the whip. She loved the feel of leather wrapped round her, and reined me in good and proper. She loved the feel of my firmness wrapped up in hide as she stuffed me into her. She never let me come. If I did she chained me up in the basement for a couple of days to teach me a lesson. She brought home a couple of black dudes one night after I'd been naughty. She made me suck them hard for her, then she drained them dry three times each, covering herself in their come. She yelled at me that I didn't deserve her, and that I'd have to bring up these stud's kids if I wanted to have touch her again. She didn't get pregnant so she got the studs round to serve her again. I had to pay her stud fees for her. Eventually she got her baby - twins in fact - and I soon got used to the laughs as I pushed her half-casts through the park.She was really shorter than me. I really mean shorter. On stage, as an unknown understudy on for the lead for the very first time, she ate the audience. They loved her, and she loved them, but I was the first to LOVE her. I met her backstage. She bumped into me as she was returning to the dressing room. She dropped all the flowers her adoring audience had thrown to her. Her dancing was exquisite, her body flowed flawlessly. She became the music, moving with delicate grace hiding all of the immense strength and fitness that the demanding role required. I offered to carry her flowers for her, handing her just a single red rose. She giggled as she opened the door of the changing room for me. She stepped in without hesitation, I baulked at the threshold. Inside her colleagues, the other female dancers of the corps, sat, chatted in various states of undress, seemingly oblivious that a male was watching. She beckoned me in. I tentatively put a foot through the door. She slid off thin the shoulder straps that held up her costume, she began to peel it away from her chest. I closed the door quietly behind me and then went over to her. She kissed me, pressing her partly exposed breasts to me. I reached down to her hands and pulled her up from the chair. She didn't resist as I pulled her buttocks to me. She had to stand en pointe to reach my lips, but that was no problem to her. The soft pink silk fabric of the crotch of her costume yielded to my firm hand, revealing her soft pink. She said nothing, heaving in my arms, one leg twined around me in a vice-like embrace. No one looked as I yanked my zipper down. No one saw as I exposed myself to her pink. No one saw, but everyone heard her cry out for me to stop as she felt the ripping of her delicate flower of flesh as I roughly impaled her pas de deux.Honest? Really honest? Ok, she took my virginity, or did I give it to her? We'd been dating for over four months. We'd spend all evening on the sofa, her head in my lap as I fondled her nipples. But she never let me touch her 'down there'. On night she said she's been to the doctor, so that it was 'all right' now. She led me to my bedroom, turning down the light to the barest glow. Stripping in the near darkness I saw her nakedness for the first time. I didn't see much, her bush was just a darker patch in the night. She got into my bed, slipping under the duvet. She asked me if I was going to stand there all night. I asked what she wanted me to do. She told me to do whatever came naturally. She told me it was ok to take my clothes off too. I had touched her once, it was after an office dinner. She wore this soft dress and in our passionate kissing she didn't notice, or mind too much, my hand pulling it up, exposing her bare thigh, smooth above her stocking tops. I fumbled around, she didn't seem to mind much, not even when I pushed my fingers under her panties and felt her bush. She stopped kissing me and drawing her head back looked at me. She said nothing as I squirmed my fingers between her tightly clasped pussy lips. She kissed me again and pressed her breasts closer, our whole bodies coming together. She was not a slip of a lass, she was a big girl: a large woman. She had a lot of flesh on her and we were so close that I couldn't turn my hand to feel her properly. She held her thighs together tightly, not opening to let me go further. When we parted from the kiss she drew away from me, straightened her dress up and left.That had been six weeks before and those weeks had grown increasing frustrating for me. As I slipped into bed beside her she got comfortable, her back flat on the bed. She reached for me. She had not often touched me there. She had occasionally stroked me. Just stroked me, delicately and never so that I came. She never looked at me there. She remarked how big I felt, and I told her how much I wanted to fill her with it. Once or twice she's let me feel her pussy, opening her legs just enough for me to slip a finger over her moistened folds. I think she came once, I wasn't really sure and she wouldn't say.I felt a movement lower down the bed, I felt sure it was her legs parting. My heart pounded. I asked what she wanted me to do. She just said she was on the pill. I still wondered if what I wanted to happen really was about to happen. I asked her if she really wanted me to make love to her. She replied that she hadn't gone on the pill for nothing. I positioned myself as bed I could but all I could do was thrust my tip into her hairs. She grasped me again, pressing my head lower. It slipped over her flowering folds. They were open and moist, even I could tell the difference between them and her hairy mound. She held me at her opening. She told me to kiss her. As I dropped my head to hers she pressed firmly on my buttocks. Still with her other hand around my shaft she engulfed my head. We stopped kissing and I closed my eyes to feel every pulse of my heart. She pressed on my buttocks again. My mind rushed back to the night, many years before at the age of thirteen and a half, I'd first come. It was one cold November night. I'd been to the theatre with my parents. They wanted to educate me about the arts, so they'd taken me to a dance show. It was serious contemporary dance, great stuff or so I was told. I don't know about the dance itself, all I can remember was the skimpy costumes and thigh-hugging, pussy-lining bodysuits. I'd played with myself often enough, but I'd never had the guts to carry on past the pleasant firmness-in-my-cock stage. That night in bed, as silently as possible, I thought about those dancers, laying on my side, stroking my cock strongly. As the feelings built I nearly chickened out. They were so strange and powerful that I didn't know what was happening. I knew what was meant to happen, 'spunking up' as we boys called it, but I had no idea of what that would feel like. No one said much about what it felt like - 'great!', 'best feeling in the world!', 'frigging mindblowing!'. What was happening was so intense I was almost afraid I would injure myself. Was this, this feeling of being pulled inside out over a hot poker, really what they said was the best thing in the whole world? The immensity of the sensation so consumed me that I feared it would drive me mad. It had better be right; it had better happen, or else I'd die trying. Yet through it all I pumped on, knowing that I too might be able to 'spunk up', and join the real boys. When 'it' finally did happen it was, to use a well-worn clich , truly earth-shattering. When I came down to earth I feared that I might have brought up blood and not spunk, the feelings had been so intense. Shaking, I reached for the bedside light and, flipping the covers back, turned it on and looked down to my groin. There on the sheet was not blood but something quite new and unexpected yet desperately hoped for. It was there. Not much, a few drops maybe, and it was surprisingly yellow, but it was undoubtedly come - I was a big boy.In the days, weeks and months that followed I took every opportunity to repeat the experience; twice or three times a day. The fluid soon turned to the more expected white, or at least very light grey. I looked at it, smelt it, and tasted it even - marvelling that this was all that was needed to make a new life. Each drop could make many, many lives, yet each drop made none, it was all spilled and quickly wiped away. Each time I did 'it' I hoped it would feel as mind-blowingly powerful as that first time. Each time I was a little bit more disappointed.A few times on camping holidays I did hang around the shower blocks waiting in case some desperate young girl needed what I innocently thought was a man. They never did of course. As the days turned to weeks and eventually into years I began to wonder if I would ever experience as wonderful an orgasm as on that lonely bed. In those years my thoughts turned more and more to how it would feel with a woman. I knew how it felt by myself, by my own hand. I knew that only too well, but with a woman...? Would it be different? How different? There was only one way to find out, but somehow the opportunity never seemed to present itself. The only time a stewardess took me by the hand to somewhere quiet was when I'd had a few too many before a long flight to Canada. I even took up weight training at one time, partly hoping that some toned beauty might take a fancy to me. None ever did of course. I look stupid in leathers, and motorbikes and I never seemed to see eye to eye.I've never actually found what the media say is beautiful to be beautiful. Models remind me more of anorexia and then look sexy. Call me old fashioned, but I like a bit of flesh on a woman. I like something to snuggle up to. I love to think I can enter a woman and really get inside her; not tear her apart or blow her away. That's what I was about to do, enter a woman. Not just once either. We had been together for many months now, and slowly but surely we'd been leading up to this moment, the moment when we'd join together physically in love. It'd be a while before we'd be joined officially, but for now what was about to happen, indeed was actually happening, would be more than enough.I felt her pulling me to her. I felt her tilt her hips to give me easier passage into her. I felt her special lips open around me. I felt her heat on my engorged head. With another pull she had me in her half-way. It was different, very, very different, but in ways I couldn't put into words. It was the best feeling in the world. It was great. It was mind-blowing. I didn't thrust, I didn't move; I just lay there, supporting myself on my knees and outstretched arms and filled her with my come. I didn't so much as come, as it came over me. I was so amazed at everything - that it was happening at all was enough, that it was in my own bed was too much to bear - that I didn't feel any of the familiar build up that normally foretold my coming. I just closed my eyes and came, or more correctly I just ejaculated into her, warm and gentle. It felt the most perfectly natural thing to do.She lay quietly underneath me as my come suffused her, filling the tiny voids between us, making us one. My continuing hardness must have surprised her. She asked, in a quiet almost apologetic tone, if I still wanted her. I replied with the first, very tentative, thrust I had ever made inside a woman. She reached down, I caught her hand in mine and held her to the bed. My thrusts steadily grew in firmness, the bed beginning to rock slightly with my movements. We kissed, her lips on mine, our tongues together, thrusting, thrusting and thrusting. Her lips tight around me, moulded to me, holding me. Her hips moving with mine, our bodies together, firmly together, sweaty chest on sweaty breast, hair in hair, bone pushing against bone over and over, over and over. Head held back, stress flowing through tight bodies, ever straining, buttock clenching, pelvis thrusting, glans aching, clit pulsing, shaft pushing, cunt taking, sweat raining on to virgin white sheets. Harder and harder, vagina-stretching, cervix-pummelling, labia-curling, clitoris-clubbing, glans-pulling, foreskin-rubbing, thigh-tearing, head-wrenching. With a cry mistakable for terror she grabbed at me and held me to her. With three shakes of her body she took her long earned release. I felt her pleasure throes on my shaft, a soft throbbing barely detectable over my pounding heartbeat. She arched her hips high, bringing her thighs together, cutting me out. I struck down to her thighs, pushing them apart. With a thud of the bed on the wall, she dropped back to the bed and protesting silently with her legs, I took her. No delicacy now, all her pleasure was spent. I thrust heavily, as fast as I could, taking her, having her... fucking her. She was almost limp when I, every muscle in my body drum-tight, felt those sensations again. As I dreamed of a boy and body contoured dancers a few drops streamed out of me and with them finally went our innocence.Another time, in another place and another bed, she straddled me, towering above me naked in the moonlight. She was heavier now, laden with the joining of my sperm to her egg. It was soon, very, very soon yet she still offered her lubricant jewelled lips to mine, waiting for me to slip my tongue between them and taste her private nectar. She didn't have to wait long. Nor did I when she later slipped back down the bed, folding her now gaping flesh on to my eager pole. With carefully measured strokes she helped herself to my body, apparently unhindered by the nine-month weight within her. She didn't take herself there, still, after all this time, she felt it felt best with her on her back. After delicious thrusts she slipped off me and rolled on to her back beside me. Taking my hand she drew me on to her, opening her legs wide to accommodate mine. Almost on fully outstretched arms to avoid the massive full-term bump, I took her once again. It wasn't difficult, and the tight roundness of her belly rolled down all the way to her groin, the two seemingly as connected on the outside as we knew them to be inside. I entered her, holding my shaft in well-practiced motion to her labia, drawing my tip over her frilled lips, tantalising her clit, and spreading her juices over her gaping vulva. With a push I penetrated, thrusting deep and strong, mercilessly taking my pleasure and hers. That's what she wanted, and my semen, when it flooded her cervix, gave her exactly what she needed. Pounding and probing, pulsing and pushing; I explored her well-charted depths and conquered her long-since mapped lands once more. Her powerful muscle dam, bathed in my prostaglandin rich come, surely must soon break. I did, I emptied myself into her, as I had to give her, her now almost-newborn. Side by side, the three of us, all quiet, the kicks long since subsiding in those cramped confines, slept for a few all too short hours. At five the remnants of my semen were swept aside. By seven-twenty, and in that same bed, I held our daughter in my arms, I wondered what type she would grow up to be....END |
partyw.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/partyw.txt | I have a wonderful erotic experience to share with you. Some may think I am bad, and others will secretly wish they were me, however it happened and I have some very fond memories which I love to rethink and remember as often as possible.I am the wife of an Air Force Master Sergeant who at the time was deployed overseas. I was 39 at the time with a son who had just moved to another city to attend college. It was last August when this happened and I was left all alone in the apartment to think of all the things I wish I could do and I especially thought of sex quite often. I noticed two handsome black guys moving into the apartment complex on my floor and two doors down. It was hot and I decided to prepare some ice tea and ask them to join me on the back patio, which they did. We soon had exchanged conversation on our situations and they revealed that they were seniors in the University and would graduate next May. They were very nice and thanked me for the ice tea and said if they could ever do anything for me to be sure and call on them. I said that it would be nice to have some men things done for me sometime and I would call on them. Zack winked at me and smiled and said, "Anything you need just call."Being they were near by we saw each other often and they would carry my bags in when I had returned from shopping and even changed a flat for me once. I noticed that they never passed up the chance to look me over, which I considered a compliment from two young men who were half my age. Well not quite, as I am 39, and 5 ft 9 inches tall, slender with a nice figure, 34-c breasts which are still very perky and jiggle when I walk along with my butt which has a nice wiggle.One day Isaac informed me that they were having a Halloween party and wanted to know if I would be his guest. He said that they were having some couples over, serving food and beverages, and might even dance some. I thought, what the heck, I don't have anything else to do. "Yes," I replied, "I will be glad to come."As I later was reflecting on the situation I began to wonder if he was including me in the party or wanted me as "his guest" as he had put it. Could it be that I would be his date? No, that is impossible, an old woman like me and so many young pretty ladies at college. I do recall some of the looks Isaac had given me and the thought kept coming back and I was feeling the results down between my legs, a nice warm feeling and dampness. I suspected that I would be the oldest one there and the only white woman. I wanted to look my best so I carefully planned my attire. I would wear my black below the knee skirt with slits up the sides, a white satin blue buttoned down the front accenting my nice pair of boobs. I also found my red lacy panties and bra with the black trim I had bought for my Husbands return from another deployment several years back. Not that anyone would see them but they made me feel sexy and appealing. What am I planning? My seduction? His seduction? No, it will not happen. Isaac is not interested in me, he just wants to invite me to be nice.The night arrived and I was nervous trying to decide if I really wanted to go. I knew that if I went I would surely seduce Isaac or him me. The party started at 8 PM and I watched through my slightly opened door the couples coming to the party, they were all black and young and beautiful. It was well after 8 PM when I decided that I was going and I knew that if I went that I would not say no if sex was an option. If he wants me I am his and if not I will come home and be alone with my thoughts and desires.I went to the door and knocked, Isaac opened the door and said, "Hi, thought you might not come." "Gee you look great." He kissed me on the cheek and led me into the apartment and introduced me around. I noticed that everyone seemed to be paired up and Isaac and I were apparently a couple. We had some drinks and started dancing. Isaac said, "I hope I can keep you to myself, as all the guys here are undressing you with their eyes." I said, "Don't worry Isaac, you're enough for me tonight," and I giggled like a teen. (which is one of my things to do.) He held me close as we danced and I could feel his manhood stretching his pants and rubbing against my pelvic. I was getting very wet and weak kneed. He gently squeezed my buttocks and whispered to me, "If you don't want me tonight, please stop me now."I said, "Don't worry, I want you more than you'll ever know."He took my hand and we walked toward the bedroom passing couples in all states of passionate embraces and undress. As we entered the bedroom, Isaac held me and kissed me passionately as we groped each other. He trailed kisses down to my breast as he unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my red bra, mumbling how nice my breasts were. As he suckled them just as I remember they were suckled by my baby son years ago. Gee, I love to be suckled! He then trailed on down to my panties and he moved the crotch of my panties over and kissed my swollen lips and clit almost making me cum. As he removed my panties he kissed and licked me as no one else has ever done in my whole life. I now started on Isaac, kissing his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt, feeling his muscular arms and remove his pants, revealing his bikini shorts with the most beautiful ebony cock peeking out above the top elastic, which I immediately kissed and licked. I was shaking all over with anticipation, seeing the black cock that I would surely feel spilling it seeds in my womb. I removed his shorts and we fell in bed. As we both were so hot by this time, he started humping right away with me meeting every thrust with a thrust of mine. We had our orgasms almost immediately. We lay there for a few minutes then he asked if I though we were too hot for each other to which we both laughed and agreed that that was the hottest either of us had ever been.We were together frequently until early December when he told me that he and his old girl friend had gotten back together. I was disappointed but I knew the score when we started.One day Zack (the room mate) said that they were having a New Years Party and wanted to know if I would be his guest. I said, "Sounds great," and "will your girl friend be there"? He said that they had broken up and that I would receive his full attention. Of course I knew what that meant. I was ready for another romp in bed and if Isaac was not available for me, Zack would be just fine. I don't want to repeat myself here so I will say the evening was about the same with Zack as with Isaac the first time. We started seeing each other regularly and one night as we were making love and Zack was paying attention to my clit, Isaac entered the room removed his clothes and started suckling my breast. Now I was hot and wanton. I didn't care what happened now, I just wanted sex and more sex. Isaac pulled me on top of his in a 69 position and proceeded to suckle my clit and I his beautiful ebony cock. My butt was exposed to Zack who mounted me doggy fashion and we were off to town. This was an incredible night. I was so hot and then I felt Zack shooting his load in my pussy, OH SO GREAT!Zack collapsed and lay down as Isaac rolled me over and mounted my from the front and proceeded to pump me full of his seeds too. There is something about a man cumming in me that just makes me crazy.We had sex like this till May when they graduated and left town and my husband returned in June. He now has a hot horny wife who he says if hotter than ever. Little does he know how I got this way and what I am thinking when we make love.END |
nite.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/37/nite.txt | I had never considered myself a 'Peeping Tom' before that late Autumn night in Oak Hill, W.V.If anything, I considered myself to be a normal, healthy, law abiding man. I guess we never know who we are for sure!My name is Aaron, and I'm a 40 year old white male. I was working the 3 p.m. to 11 p.m. shift at the Fayetteville Dam that night. I had recently broken up with my 26 year old girlfriend after a two year relationship. Although things were never good between us, the sex had always been great. But, sex is not love, and we both decided that splitting up was the best thing to do. Of course, when you are my age, getting to bang a 26 year old WAS pretty close to love... or Heaven!Being used to having sex every day, I was often horny and frustrated when I'd arrive home after work. I would jack off, but that was getting old quick. I needed something else to help relieve the stress. So I took up jogging. The City had recently opened a jogging trail which was near my home. So that night I left work and headed home to change into my running clothes. The trail itself was dark, but there was a full moon so I decided that it would be safe. I began at a slow pace, reasoning that since it was my first time I would break my run into jogging then walking, so as to not get sore the first night out. I loved the solitude of being alone, as there were no other people jogging at 11:45 p.m.The trail had a few steep inclines, which I chose to walk, but then leveled out after about a mile.Being mid October, there was a definite chill in the air, but my body temperature had risen from the exertion and I was actually quite comfortable.The trail ran behind the Timber Ridge Apartments, separated by a six foot wooden fence. A recent storm had knocked down a tree, which in turn knocked down a section of that fence... and that it what led me to this story.I was at a point in my run where I knew I should pull up and walk, so I did. That's when I saw the broken fence and the open bedroom window with the light on. Timber Ridge faced away from the trail, so the bedrooms were in the back. I suppose the residents assumed that the woods and the high fence would provide them with complete privacy, so why bother to close your blinds? I don't know why I stopped when I saw that light. To this day I can not tell you why! I stood there, transfixed by the light, knowing that there was a person inside who had no idea that I could look in at them.I think that was what drew me closer, that feeling of being invisible. All I know is my feet began to move and I was walking towards that light. My eyes were scanning the other windows, but none had lights on. I slowed my pace and stopped about ten feet from the window and waited. After a few seconds I could hear music, and it seemed to be in rhythm with my heart as it pounded in my head. I suddenly realized that I was in a bad place. Every moral fiber in my body screamed "Aaron, run!" But I did not.Instead, I moved closer to the window, my eyes still scanning all around me. I was now at the window and had a full view of the bedroom inside.It was obviously the room of a girl. I could see the stuffed animals on her bed, the posters of pop boy bands on the wall, and the CD tower next to her stereo. What I did not see was a girl.That's when a door opened in the back of the room and I saw her for the first time! She was anywhere from 10 to 13 years old, it's hard to judge nowadays. All I know is she was a beauty!!She emerged from what I know knew to be her bathroom, draped in a towel. She red hair, and the way the towel was wrapped tightly around her, I knew she wasn't quite a woman yet. She walked towards her bed and sat with her back towards me and began to run a brush through her hair. That's when the window began to fog up on the inside as the steam from her shower made it's way into the bedroom.Her image faded, but I could still see movement.I strained against the glass, throwing caution to the wind by pressing my nose and face into the coldness of it's surface as I sought the vision of loveliness that I knew sat mere inches away!My breath made the fogging worse though, as it was now forming outside the window as well.I resigned myself to the fact that this unusual episode in my life was over, and my erection began to recede as I took a step back from the window. What was I thinking? Why was I here?As I turned to leave, the window flew open and my heart leaped into my throat! I was caught! Busted!! She had seen me and now the police would soon be swarming the trail and hauling me away in cuffs! I wanted to run, but I was a deer caught in headlights. I gave in to my fate and froze. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure the young girl inside could hear it. Seconds became minutes, and I simply stood there and waited for the police to arrive. They never came. The music inside the bedroom stopped, and suddenly the silence around me was terrifying.Now she could hear me! The light inside the bedroom went out, and as my eyes adjusted to the change I could see that there was still light coming from a night light next to the bed. As the minutes passed my courage returned and I realized that she had opened the window to cool off her room. My cock began to stir again as I once again approached the open window. It was darker inside, but now I could see the girl lying on her bed, the stuffed animals tossed aside. She was no longer wearing her towel. She was naked, and only the soft light of her night light was illuminating the room. But it was enough! Slowly she rubbed her small breasts, tiny mounds peaked by nipples that rose bigger with every stroke of her thin fingers.Her fingers lingered there for a few moments, then they slipped down to her belly.I looked at her face and knew that she was not seeing/hearing me. She was in her own world, as was I! I could see enough from the night light that she had placed a finger inside her pussy, and I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it. As she brought herself to climax, I did the same! I'm not proud of the fact that I got off to a little girl, but I did! Like I said, you never know who you are!Did I go back? Hell yeah!! I like to watch. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 37 |
horse.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/horse.txt | (Author's Note: This is, obviously, a work of fiction - and no one depicted is under legal age)I've always been obsessed with cum since the first time I heard about it as a 7 year old child. I'd gotten a hold of some of those playing cards that featured close-ups of women with large cocks in their mouths, and they all either had cum dripping from their lips or were shown with cum spurting into their open mouths. They always looked like they were ecstatic about it, and that the cum they were being fed was the most delicious thing they'd ever eaten.At that point in my life it wasn't even sexual, but I wanted to taste cum myself, and be like the women in the pictures.At the corner of my block the older kids, most of whom were 13 or 14, hung out, and even though I was only 7, they'd tolerate me most of the time, and I'd listen to them as they talked about sex - which was all the time. And of course, the most common subject was blowjobs - or the lack of them, since none of the girls would do that.One day I was alone with the kid across the street and I brought up the subject of blowjobs to him, and he invited me to his basement. And in his basement he pulled out his cock and asked if I wanted to try blowing him.So I followed his instructions and kneeled in front of him and took his cock in my mouth, and he told me what to do and within a few minutes I was moving my mouth up and down his cock. He soon began moaning and the next thing I knew my mouth was suddenly getting filled with a hot sticky liquid, and without even thinking about it I rolled it around inside my mouth, tasting it for the first time, and swallowed it ... and I was hooked.He, of course, told all the other kids about it and from then on I was really popular. I wasn't even 8 years old yet but all the kids wanted me around, and I was soon sucking cum from most of the neighborhood cocks.I was too young to really understand the implications, but I loved the feeling of making the guys happy, and I loved drinking down their cum. But one day I was down in someone's basement sucking off a small crowd, and the kid's father came down, saw what was going on, and flipped out. He called up my parents and told them what he'd seen, and I was punished and told that little boys didn't do things like that, and that ended my cum drinking for some time.**A few years later I was at boy scout camp and it all started up again, and every night in the large bunkhouse after the leaders retired I would go from bunk to bunk and kneel next to the beds of the other boys in the troop and suck off all the other scouts, and I was again drinking my beloved cum. After I got back home it continued after the weekly scout meetings in a wooded lot in the neighborhood, and all through my high school years I became known as 'the blowjob'.I had no real friends but there was plenty of company, and a lot of the other guys would let me hang around their crowds and suck them all off. And as the years went on my love for cum never subsided and every chance I got I was on my knees with a cock in my mouth, sucking, licking, and doing whatever was needed to get fed the hot sticky load that I craved.After I graduated from high school, though, things changed dramatically for me. The crowds were gone, and a lot of the guys still around had lost interest in having me suck them off, either because of girlfriends or because it had started taking on gay connotations.I tried the gay scene but found that wasn't what I was looking for either - I wasn't interested in men at all, just the cum that they'd feed me, and the gay guys I'd met were either looking for some intimacy along with the sex, or at the least wanted to reciprocate.And I found I really didn't like getting sucked off myself, and there was absolutely no interest in anal at all.But at around this time the Internet started becoming the big thing and like many others I found myself surfing all the time.One of the things that kept drawing me was the transvestite sites. I was now living alone and I began experimenting with clothes and makeup and found that I looked pretty good as a girl. I'm only 5'6 and a little over 120 lbs, and as my expertise grew I found myself spending more and more time as a girl, and I began going out to the transgender clubs.And what I discovered was that while straight guys aren't especially interested in being sucked off by a guy, there are many straight guys who love being sucked off by a nice looking TV.And I also discovered that since my earliest days my fantasies had always really been about me emulating the women I'd originally seen on those playing cards, and I found that sucking cock and drinking cum while dressed as a woman was a total turn on.**Over the next few years I spent a lot of time meeting guys to suck off as a woman, at the clubs and from Internet ads. And I also discovered that being photographed or filmed as I was sucking cock and drinking cum was the biggest turn on yet - and as I wasn't very recognizable as a woman there was an anonymity to it that made me comfortable posting pics of myself blowing guys all over the internet.But the one thing I really missed from the early days was the volume of cum being fed to me. There were times when I'd have a good night at a club and swallow a dozen or so loads of cum, and I'd also been able to set up some group things where I'd service a dozen or so guys in a motel room and have it all documented in pictures or on video.But these were still nothing compared to my early days when even at the age of 7 I'd have so much cum fed to my mouth that by the end of the day I'd actually be stuffed from all the cum I'd eaten, and more often than not I'd go to sleep at the end of the day with a full belly of cum.Then one day, while surfing the Internet, I discovered some pictures of a woman sucking off a horse. She was literally drenched in horse cum, as the huge cock appeared to be still spewing its load into her face and open mouth. I was transfixed and began searching everywhere I could to find more pictures of woman and horses, and I'd barely be able to keep myself from shooting in my underwear every time I'd find a new picture of a woman sucking a horse or drenched in it's cum.I then found a short video called 'Horsegag' in which a woman was stroking a huge horse cock with her lips around the tip, and the horse was making noises which increased in speed and pitch until he exploded in the woman's mouth, and then she started choking and gagging as the horse cum continued to spew out. I watched this clip over and over, totally fascinated, as an idea formed in my mind.I started putting ads in alternative personals and on Usenet groups about a desire to suck off someone's horse, and my mailbox was getting packed. For a while the responses were bullshit and I'd delete them, but one day I got one from a guy who claimed to own a breeding stable and asked me if I was interested in making a movie.We corresponded and he seemed to be legit, and he told me that he knew some people in the underground bestiality market who were looking for movies of women (or transvestites) sucking off horses for distribution - there was some decent money in it, and was I interested?It turned out his horse stable was in northern VA, about a 4-hour drive for me, and I made arrangements to go down and meet him.A few weekends later I got up early on a Saturday morning and shaved and got dressed for the ride down. I did my makeup first, used a waterproof foundation that wouldn't rub off easily, colorstay eye shadow in shades of blue and pink, colorstay blush, waterproof mascara, liquid black eyeliner, and I used a lipstick guaranteed to not wear off in bright red. I put on a black lace bra and panties, a black garter belt, and black fishnet stockings, but I pulled on a pair of girls' jeans over this and a loose sweater for the ride down, and wore woman's sneakers and put the 3" stilettos in the bag for later. And I wore a black wig, shoulder length, which I put on with wig tape so it'd stay on thru anything. And finally, a silver necklace and bracelet and large hoops in my pierced ears.I got down to his stable around noontime, his directions had been perfect, and as I pulled up next to a barn a guy came out, looking as he'd described, about 6' tall with brown hair and eyes and a short trimmed beard.He introduced himself, as Bob, and beckoned me to follow as he walked into a large brick building. It was just a large empty room with a straw covered floor, but there were a lot of lights set up at various positions, and a video camera set up at one side of the room.'It's just the 2 of us and Tom here' he said, as a teenage boy walked into the room 'I work the camera and lights, and Tom will handle the horses' On the left wall of the room looking out from the camera, there was a large metal ring in the wall, but otherwise the room was bare, except for a small low padded stool off to the side.'Here's the deal, should you choose to accept' he said with a smile 'I have a dozen stallions here to choose from, and what I'd like to do is have Tom bring some in, one at a time, and I'll hook their harness to that ring on the wall. And you can make yourself comfortable and take that stool and sit underneath them and make them cum as I keep the video going. The details are up to you. And there's $5,000 in it for you after we're done. How does that sound?'How did it sound? A dozen horses? I was really nervous and really excited at the same time - but I said 'It sounds OK to me, just give me a minute'. I stepped out of my sneakers, undid my jeans and removed them and the sweater, and was now just in my lingerie. I put my clothes in the small bag I'd brought, and slipped on my 3" heels from the bag. Bob went over to the camera, flipped some switches, and 'Tom, you're up' and a few seconds later the teenager walked into the room with a large chestnut stallion and tied his harness to the ring in the wall.I took a deep breath and picked up the stool and put it under the horse, patted him on the neck, then slipped under him and onto the stool. At first glance at his cock I was very put off - it was huge, almost black in color, and hung halfway to the ground. And it was almost alien looking, very dry, and a weird shape at the tip - not very appetizing as human cocks are. But the cameras were running and I reached over and took the shaft in my hand and slowly rubbed it, and it quickly got hard. And then, I pulled it up so the tip was at my lips and slipped the end of it into my mouth. It tasted as if it'd been cleaned, a faint soapy taste mixed with the taste of grass, and I stretched my lips around it and sucked and licked at the tip while I kept sliding my hand up and down the shaft.Just like in the video I'd seen, the horse started making soft noises, and then it felt like someone turned on a fire hose in my mouth as he blasted a huge volume of cum into my throat.And just like in the video, I started coughing and gagging, the pressure had forced some of the cum right out of my nostrils, and I had to move my mouth off his cock. I bent my head down reflexively when the gagging started and the horse continued to blast his cum over me, and my wig and face got covered with his thick semen.But I quickly swallowed down the mouthful I'd taken in and moved my open mouth to his cockhead, and as his ejaculation slowed down to a steady stream I began to take it into my mouth and was drinking it down. The cum was very hot, and thick and slightly ropy in texture, and swallowing was a challenge, but the taste was amazingly good, similar to human cum but a little sweeter and less musky.But eventually he was done ejaculating and I caught my breath for a second, and then slid out from under him, and Tom untied him from the ring and walked him away.'What did you think?' Bob asked.'Pretty cool, I liked the taste a lot' I said 'but I'm still learning' I was already drenched with cum, but it was warm out so it felt fine, and soon Tom came in with another horse, this time a black one, very pretty. The horse was again tied to the ring, and I slipped under this one with the stool and sat on it, and was now facing a different cock.It was similar in appearance to the last one, but not quite as wide, so I again began to stroke his shaft and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked and stroked the huge cock, but when this one started making the noises I moved my mouth back a little and was more ready for it, and when he blasted I had my mouth over the very tip only with my teeth partly closed, and though his ejaculation was similar to the first, I was ready this time and my teeth caught some of the pressure. And while some of his initial blast sprayed back and spread out on my face I was also able to start gulping as my mouth filled and I sat there drinking down horse cum as it also overflowed and ran down my chin and chest and pooled up in my lap.I was really starting to love it, though, especially knowing the camera was catching it all for eternity, and when he finally finished draining his balls into and onto me, I was ready for the next horse.The next horse was brought out, and thinking of the camera I made sure I'd stopped sucking completely and moved my mouth back about 4" from the tip, and caught this initial cum blast full in my face. There was so much cum that I was literally covered from the top of my head to my chest, and I had to use my left hand to wipe some goo out of my eye sockets to be able to see, and when he slowed to a steady stream I opened my lips and again gulped down as much as I could straight from his balls.As the third horse was being led away I got an idea, and asked Bob if he had a clean empty bucket, and he called for Tom to bring me one, a galvanized one that held a few gallons. And for the rest of the horses I started with a bucket on my lap as I sat on the stool sucking and stroking the stallions into emptying their balls, and I took the largest initial blasts of horse cum in my face and caught a lot of the runoff in the bucket, and with each horse I gulped down 3 or 4 large mouthfuls directly from the horse cock towards the end of their ejaculation.I had been in a sort of daze during this whole time, and was totally captivated with the huge volumes of cum I'd been drinking and getting covered with. Finally, though, Bob said to me, 'OK, here comes the last one.''Already?' I said, having completely lost track.'This is the twelfth' he said, and all of a sudden I realized he was probably right.The large bucket was close to full, and there was so much horse cum on me that there wasn't a single inch of my body left uncovered except maybe the soles of my feet.The last horse was brought in and I decided I was going to try to take this last one directly into my throat without choking. So as I was sucking and stroking this horse's cock and heard the noises increase, I braced myself as the cum explosion hit my throat. I was ready for it and didn't gag or choke, but the pressure instantly filled my throat and mouth and began spurting out of my nostrils and my cheeks filled and puffed out till they were full and the cum then started spurting out from the edges of my mouth around the cockhead. I started gulping but wasn't even close to being able to keep up, but I wouldn't remove my lips from his cock till he was done - and after a short while he slowed to a steady stream, and I was able to catch up and was swallowing all the cum directly from his cock and there was a steady stream of goo sliding down my gullet and settling in my stomach.The last horse was led away, and I was left alone in the center of the room with a very large bucket of horse cum between my feet. So I positioned myself diagonal to the camera, and as Bob focused in I lifted the bucket of cum up in the air, tilted my head back with my mouth wide open, and began pouring the cum from the bucket in a steady stream into my mouth, and was gulping it down steadily as my mouth stayed full. About 1/3 of the way through I became literally full and couldn't fit another drop of anything in my stomach, so I sat there facing forward and poured the rest of the bucket of horse cum over my head and within a minute the bucket was empty, and I was drenched and covered in a thick layer of ropy white goo, and even the straw on the floor was saturated with it.After a few minutes sitting there catching my breath and enjoying the feeling of the cum sliding down my face and body, I heard a few clicks, and when I finally scooped out the thick layer of horse cum from my eye sockets I saw Bob sitting there with a stunned look on his face.'Wow, that was something' he said 'and what a movie that is going to make.Honestly, that was probably the most disgusting thing I've ever seen, butyou looked like you were enjoying it so much that I was spellbound watchingit''I loved it' I said.'Well, let's get you cleaned up first' he said, and he beckoned my to follow and led me to an outdoor shower stall where I slowly rinsed off the many layers of horse semen, the outer layers coming right off but the bottom layers needing some scrubbing from having hardened a little. The wig and lingerie came off and went into a garbage can outside the stall, and I slipped on some guy clothes I had brought with me for the ride home.We said goodbye as he handed me an envelope with the $5,000, and I got in my car and drove off.But for the entire ride home I was replaying the whole thing in my mind, the taste of horse cum was still strong in my mouth, and my stomach had never been more full with anything, much less cum.And I was already thinking, about the $5,000 and my own horse, always patiently waiting in his stall to feed me.**Back at home, my life went back to it's usual routine, though there were some major changes.I had been finding myself wanting to stay more and more as a woman, and over the past year or so I had been letting my own hair grow out and I finally went to a beauty salon and had it styled. It almost reached my shoulders and the girl in the salon cut it into a blunt cut bob with bangs and lightened it to a medium blonde color. And I took some of the money from the horse movie and had laser hair removal treatments, followed by electrolysis and my beard was now gone.In past years this would have been tough to pull off but I had found a job in telephone sales and worked from home, and had grown my nails very long and been tweezing my eyebrows for awhile now. And home was now a small cabin I'd bought on a large wooded piece or property outside of town. Without the need to shave or put on a wig I found myself abandoning my male self almost completely, and I was now waking up every morning and putting on girl clothes and makeup as a routine.But my social/sexual life really hadn't changed all that much at all. I was still going to the clubs, still putting out ads, and still sucking off as many guys as I could, but I was just going thru the motions because all I ever thought about was horses.No matter how many guys I was able to suck off, even on a good night, it still wasn't even close to the feelings (or quantity of cum) I'd gotten from sucking off a single horse.I was, of course, placing ads about horses all over the Internet but all the responses I'd gotten were bullshit. About 3 months after my horse movie was filmed, though, I got an email that didn't appear to be bullshit. It was from a guy who asked if I was really serious about sucking off a horse, we began to correspond, and it turned out he was part of a group of bestiality fans who were looking to put on a show at a yearly meeting they had. They were going to be having their annual meeting at a small farm owned by one of the members, in Pennsylvania, and if I was interested they'd pay me $20,000 to come there and put on a show for them and film it for a movie they'd distribute.I, of course, was totally interested, and arrangements were made for me to drive out there a few weeks later.For the next few weeks I was in a constant state of excitement, just thinking about having another opportunity with some horses. It was tough keeping my mind focused at work, and in the evenings, when I was down on my knees, I'd find myself less than excited with the cum spewing onto my tongue, even when it was an exceptionally large load (for a human).But soon it was the Saturday morning of the show, and I woke up early, dressed in my usual girl casual clothes, packed some lingerie and heels, and headed out for the Pennsylvania farm, which was close to a 3 hour drive. I had no trouble at all finding the place, and got there late afternoon, but when I pulled into the drive I was very surprised at the number of cars parked along the drive. I parked the car and started walking towards the barn, which appeared to be the center of activity. The barn itself was a large open structure, and there was a big crowd inside, mostly men but a lot more women were also there than I'd expected. People were standing around in groups or seated in folding chairs, talking, and there were tables along the walls with PC's and TV/VCR combos, and small crowds were in front of these watching movies or scanning thru pictures. As I walked in a guy separated himself from one of the groups and came over to me. He introduced himself as John, the guy I'd been writing to (and the owner of the farm).'Let's take a walk' he said, and I followed him as we began to walk towards the back of the barn. He told me the show would begin at 8PM, and again asked if I minded if they videotaped the show. 'Not as long as I'm paid up front' I said, and he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a thick envelope which he handed to me and said 'Go ahead, count it' I did, and there were two hundred $100 bills inside. 'I'm glad that's out of the way,' I said with a smile, 'so tell me the details' He took me to the stalls in the back where 5 horses were standing fairly placidly, and I walked along the stall fronts and talked softly to each one, and rubbed their necks. Then we walked back towards the center of the barn where a large platform, about 20' square and 3' high had been erected. Towards the left side of the platform was a large post with a ring, and on the right was a ramp coming up from the floor of the barn. In front of the platform were rows of folding chairs, perhaps 60, and behind them on another small raised platform was the video camera. He threw a switch and spotlights came on everywhere, and the platform was bathed in bright light. He turned the switch back off, and asked me what I would need for the show. 'Just a small stool, maybe a small bottle of lube if you have some around, and a large clear glass pitcher?' I said 'and, of course, a small room to change in and a shower for afterwards' 'No problem, everything's here,' he said, 'and I've already made sure the horses have been cleaned and groomed for you' He showed me a room behind the barn with a shower, some hooks on the wall, and a mirror and chair under a fluorescent light, and asked me if I wanted anything to eat or drink. I said 'Thanks, I'll get myself a drink' and he said 'Well, see you at Showtime - I have some people I have to talk to' and he walked away.I walked out to my car, got my bag, and hid the money under the carpeting. Then I walked over to the room he'd shown me, dropped off the bag, and still wearing jeans and a girls T, went back into the barn and got a glass of wine at the bar.As I walked around, looking at the various videos being shown (mostly women with horses, but also quite a few women sucking off and being fucked by dogs), I people-watched the crowd, and it was an interesting one. Much more well to do than I'd expected, and there didn't seem to be much sexual excitement in the air, it felt more like a voyeuristic crowd than a sexual one. And the few people I said hello to were polite but distant, but considering what they were hiring me to do I could understand that - to them I was probably one of the lowest whores on the planet.But soon it was 7PM, and I headed back to the room to get ready for the show. I locked the door and stripped down, glad that it was still warm out, and began to fix my makeup. Everything I had brought with me was either waterproof or long wearing, and I put on a lot of eyeshadow in dark pinks and blues and blended that in, waterproof liquid black eyeliner, waterproof black mascara, blush and red lipstick. My nails had already been painted red, and the only jewelry I put on was large hoop earrings, so I began to dress. I pulled on a black garter belt and nude stockings with lace tops, and pulled on a black thong over that. And them I hooked on a lace trimmed black bra, put in the enhancers, and slipped on a pair of 3" ankle strap black dress sandals with stiletto heels. And finally I brushed out my blonde hair and was ready.It was now a few minutes before 8, and as I walked into the barn through the back door I saw that it was dark except for the platform that was bathed in spotlights. I walked up the ramp onto the platform, and when I looked out I saw that all the chairs were filled, and the crowd was sitting there quietly - waiting for the show to start. I walked to the center of the platform, slowly turned around for the crowd, and stood there waiting.Within a minute, though, I heard the soft clop of horse hoofs as the first stallion was being walked up the ramp, and a large chestnut stallion was led across the stage in front of me by a handler, who tied his reins to the ring on the post. Up to this point I had kept my excitement under control, but as the horse was led in front of me and I caught his scent, my mouth began to water.I walked around to the side of the horse facing the crowd, and went over and started gently petting his neck and muzzle with my left hand, and reached under him with my right hand and began slowly rubbing his belly by his cock, which slid out of it's sheath. I slid the stool under him and sat on it, facing his cock, and I began to stroke it softly till it quickly grew to its full length.It wasn't all that wide, but was over a foot long, and I leaned over and began lapping at the tip of his cock to moisten it, and then I slipped it into my mouth and began to lick and suck gently as the palm of my hand slid along it's length. And it wasn't long till he started making louder noises and I knew he was about to cum. Having learned from the last time, I was ready for it, and when his blast hit my throat like a high pressure hose I kept my lips around his shaft, and the initial blast of his cum filled my mouth instantly, pushed out my cheeks, and forced some horse cum out of my nostrils and a tiny bit began to leak out of the sides of my mouth. I quickly swallowed a few times, and the cum filling my mouth slid down my throat towards my belly, and as he kept spewing his load of thick ropy juice at a slower rate I gulped most of it down at a steady rate and except for a few globs which had ended up on my face and chest most of his load of sweet cum ended up in my stomach. When he was finally done, I milked the last few drops into my mouth with my hand, and let go of his cock and slid off the stool and stood up next to him. I petted his neck and said 'Good boy', and then turned towards the audience and bowed. For a second there was dead silence, but then applause started and everyone was clapping and cheering.The horse was untied, led around in a circle and down the ramp, and the second stallion, already waiting was led up the ramp and over to the post and tied down. He was solid white, and I went up to him and introduced myself as I had the last horse, and petted him and made soft noises. When I reached under his belly, he was already unsheathed and hard, he must have sensed something from the last horse, so I slid the stool under him and faced his cock.This one was a mottled pink and gray, and much larger than the last one, maybe the same length but much thicker. I soon had my lips up to his cockhead, and began using my tongue to get him wet, but there was no way I was going to fit him inside my mouth. So I grabbed the lube bottle from under the stool where I'd placed it, squirted a good amount on my palm, and began to slide my closed hand up and down his cock in rhythm, and sucked a little bit on the very tip and kept running my tongue around the head. He didn't make any noise at all, and out of nowhere he exploded, and not being ready I took the initial blast square in the face with some of it going into my mouth. I was completely covered in thick hot horse cum from the crown of my head to my bra, and I couldn't see a thing, but I pulled his cock towards my lips and began drinking his juices as they came out of his cock, and swallowed a good half dozen mouthfuls before he was finally drained. And again, I then stood and bowed to more applause.As the third one was led in, I wiped some of the cum out of my eye sockets to see better, and I saw that this one was solid black, very shiny, and the prettiest one yet. I kissed him on the nose and rubbed his face before sliding under him, and at the first touch he completely unsheathed and I saw a solid black cock, fairly long but the slenderest one yet. I brought his cock to my mouth, and began to move my lips in and out over the first 5 or so inches, and I clasped my hands together behind my back for effect, as if bound, just moving my head back and forth over the tip of his cock. And as I got a rhythm going with my mouth he began to make soft noises, and as his noises got louder I knew I was getting close.Well, the sight of me blowing a horse with my hands behind me was probably cool, but when he ejaculated his cum hit the back of my throat with such force that, without my hands on his cock for balance, it pushed me backward off the stool, his cock acting like a fire hose, filling my mouth instantly and then as I started falling backwards spraying forcefully into my face and over my chest and body as I landed flat on my back, and found myself covered from head to toe with horse cum. The stool was low so I didn't get hurt, and I leaned forward to milk the very end of his cum load into my mouth, and then I swiveled towards the audience, on the floor, and using the sides of my hands squeegied a few handfuls of cum from my upper chest and neck and slurped it down from my palms.Before I even had a chance to stand up the applause started, and when I finally did stand up and bow, there were large strands of cum hanging off every horizontal part of my body, from chin to elbows, swinging back and forth and dripping off in globs.Before they could bring out the 4th stallion, though, I walked over to the side of the stage where I'd left the large clear glass pitcher and brought it back and placed it beside the stool. And then the next horse, another chestnut was brought onto the stage and tied. He stood there placidly as I petted and kissed him, and I slid under him onto the stool and began gently rubbing his belly as his cock slid out. The pitcher was good timing, because his cock was huge! The biggest I'd seen yet, very long and as wide as a beer can.I reached down for the lube, squirted some in my hands, and began to stroke him slowly with both hands. He immediately started making soft noises, so I kept stroking him with my right hand but grabbed the pitcher with my left and held it in my lap. My hand kept rhythmically stroking his cock and he soon got louder and I lifted the pitcher to his cock and then he came and blasted the bottom of the pitcher and began filling it with hot cum as I continued to stroke him. The pitcher was getting heavy in my left hand as it filled, but finally he was done and I licked the few remaining drops off his cock and put the pitcher down next to the stool. I carefully stood up and walked over to kiss his nose, and then slid both the stool and the pitcher out from under him as he was led away.The audience was dead silent as I sat on the stool sideways to them, and stayed silent as I tilted my head back slightly, opened my mouth, and with both hands lifted the pitcher of gooey cum up and began slowly pouring it into my mouth. I began to gulp it down and my throat was working steadily as the thick stream poured into my mouth, was swallowed, and continued to pour hotly into my stomach where it settled. As the pitcher emptied my mouth stayed full but I didn't spill a drop, and by the time most of the cum had made its way to my belly I was getting really full. But finally the last glob of horse cum plopped out of the pitcher onto my tongue, and I gave a final gulp and put down the pitcher - as the room exploded in yells and catcalls.The rest of the show was anti-climactic, actually. The final horse, a blondish color, was led in and tied down, but my stomach was completely full of cum by this point, and visibly stretched to its limit. So, not being able to drink anymore, I went for the visual, and sat under him with his cock about 6 inches from my face, and using lube I began to slowly stroke his cock, one hand after another. It wasn't long before he began to make noise and tense up, so I opened my mouth and when he ejaculated took the full force of his initial cum blast directly in the face and then began to move his cock up and down and let his hot semen cover me from the top of my head to my waist. And by the time he was done I was coated with a thick layer of hot sticky cum filling every orifice on my head and pooled up inside my bra. The horse was led off, and I stood and bowed for the last time, as strands of cum flew everywhere. The final applause was almost deafening, but the show was over, the house lights came on, and people quickly stood up and began leaving the stage area.I left the stage and headed to the room at the back of the barn, where I quickly took off my lingerie and heels, threw them in the large garbage can, and stepped into the shower and cleaned off. And after the shower I dried my hair, put on makeup, and slipped back into the casual girl clothes I'd driven there in. Nobody stopped by the room, and when I was ready I left by the back way, walked to and got in my car and started the long drive home - $20,000 richer and with a belly full of cum to savor on the long ride home.EPILOG:After returning home, I now had the means to really change my life, so I began to do just that.I first hired a few local carpenters to convert a detached garage into a three-stall stable, and when that was complete I began looking for some horses of my own. Horses can be gotten fairly cheaply, I found, but most of the reasonable ones for sale were gelded riding horses that would be useless to me. But eventually I found a small breeding stable that was being liquidated by an estate, and I was able to purchase 3 stallions out of the 10 that were up for sale ... and the ones I got were chosen partly by cock size, though the sellers didn't know that.I didn't much care what the length was, but I did want cocks that were on the slender side so I'd be able to fit them inside my mouth and take their load of cum directly from their balls without getting totally covered every time I sucked them off, and I ended up with two chestnut horses and a white one, and to me they were all beautiful. So I arranged to have them delivered and I got them settled in. It took a little while, but one by one I got them used to me as a person, and then I got them used to my warm mouth.I'm still working my telephone sales job but I've pretty much given up the clubs since I don't have any need for that anymore. At all mealtimes I am now in the stables, sitting on a stool under one of my babies, gently sucking and stroking their cocks till they feed me their hot sticky juices. They seem to love it and my belly is almost always full these days.Write if you'd like: [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 28 |
littleheather.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/littleheather.txt | Her name was Heather, a sweet looking 6-year-old girl with blonde hair and a devilish look and attitude. Her mother and I became good friends and she gradually accepted me as her official babysitter, which left me with Heather alone much of the day while her mother worked. Heather liked sitting with me in my recliner and one day, shortly after her mom left for work, Heather did something that changed our days together to what I call fun days. As we were setting together, Heather leaned over closer to me and rested her hand on my lap, very close to my cock. This little girl seemed very mature to me for being only 6 and was very pretty, she actually turned me on a lot and I would catch a glimpse of her tight white cotton panties now and then, and she seemed to know I was looking. Anyways, with her hand resting on my lap near my rising cock, I noticed her dress had come up a little, just enough for me to see the beginning of her panties. Casually, I kind of rubbed her exposed upper thigh and as I did this, her hand became slightly active and squeezed my cock ever so lightly. I was now rock hard and my hand became more exploratory and came over to her panty line very near her pussy mound. By this time, Heather's hand was becoming more brave and she was squeezing my cock steadily now. I decided to go for broke and stuck my pinky finger just inside her panties and started rubbing what had to be one of the best feeling pussies I had felt in a long time. Just then, Heather unzipped my pants like a pro and had her hand inside and was squeezing my very now diamond hard cock. Without any hesitation, I slipped my other 2 fingers inside her panties and was feeling the sweetest pussy this side of my blue heaven. Then little Heather asked me to take out my cock so she could see it. I said ok but only if I could see hers. She was ok with that, so I lifted up and slid my pants and underwear down and my cock sprang out, hard as hell, waiting for Heather's warm, little hand to grasp it, which she did. What a feeling to have a warm little preteen girls hand on your cock! I took my hand from the side of her panties and put them down the front and fully felt her wonderful, bald pussy. Heather then took hold of my hand and shoved it further down in to her panties giving me a great, full feel of that bald, hairless pussy of hers. Then she told me to keep my hand there while she pulled down her panties and took them off, exposing her beautiful, pink, bald pussy. She resumed playing with my cock and I was so enthralled to see and play with her little pussy, I didn't notice that she had leaned over in to my lap and was just inches away from my cock with her mouth. When I felt a warm, different feeling on my dick, I looked down to see Heather sucking on my cock and doing it like a pro. If you have never had a sweet, cute little preteen give you a blowjob, you don't know what you are missing. Oh, the feeling was magnificent! I had to keep an extra check on myself to keep from cummimg in her mouth, when she suddenly stopped and swung herself on top of me, and scooted herself and her beautiful pussy right up to my mouth! Next thing I knew, I was licking up and down her cunt slit, giving her some feelings she had experienced somewhere else. She exploded with my tongue inside her pussy and came multiple times. I didn't know such a young girl could experience orgasms such as Heather did, but I found out something that day that has stayed with me to this day. As little Heather came down from her high, she slid down on my lap and her pussy came to rest right on my still diamond hard cock. My leering lesson want over yet, cause as Heather laid on my hard cock, she slowly sat up, looked me straight in the eyes and reached down, grabbed hold of my cock and put it to that little love-cannel entrance of hers and slowly sat up straight with my cockhead nestled in between her pussylips and then pressed down. I felt my cock going up into her with now about an inch in to her sweet pussy. She kept pushing down as I pressed up, meeting her thrusts, my cock slowly entering into her fully. My cock isn't that big, maybe 7 inches at most, but it felt like a log going in to that sweet, tight pussy. I looked down and seen it was all the way in as Heather did also. Then she smiled at me and started working her pussy up and down on me, giving me a feeling out of this world. I met her thrusts and was soon going a steady rhythm until I couldn't hold no longer, flooding her small pussy hole with what felt like a gallon of pent up cum juice. What a rush! What a feeling!I didn't ask her where she learned how to do all this, I was just happy that she knew how, because after that, we kept doing it whenever we could! I taught her some new positions and this young preteen was a quick learner. Her fresh, young pussy always felt so good, so tight as she always left my cock empty inside of her pussy, or her mouth or her tight sweet ass, my favorite thing was for her to suck me off in her mouth after we fucked and watch her swallow my cum which she did willingly. Heather is 17 now and she still thrills me as she did that day when she was only 6-year-old!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 72 |
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welcum.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/welcum.txt | Half asleep I awake to the dog's excitement and realize that you are finally home. I leap out of bed and start down the hall to greet you. As I come to the door you are inside and dropping your bags. You look up with a smile as I open the door and run to your arms. We wrap our arms around each other in a loving embrace and I say "Welcome home love." Another hug and kiss and I take you by the hand and lead you inside. Not saying a word to you I lead you to the bathroom where I turn to give you a long passionate kiss. You embrace the moment and we kiss harder and more passionate. I caress you to see if your excitement has moved to the lower section and feel the hardness rising in your pants. Hands on your belt, I undo it slowly, reaching next for your zipper I tug your jeans down and you step out of them. I take your swollen cock in my hand and massage its awesome shaft. Eager for a taste I gently and slowly take the tip in my mouth, savoring the pre-cum that has settled on the top. I suck slowly on your shaft and then I move up till I reach your lips once again. We stand kissing and tonguing until we know we need water to cool off. I help you with your shirt and you return the favor by undressing me slowly. Reaching down you feel my moistened pussy that is craving your affection. I motion for you to suck my nipples and you do not disappoint me. By now we are craving satisfaction but not wanting to rush things we move to the shower.Lathering the soap up I take the first turn to wash your backmassaging it and rubbing suds all over your manly body. Standing behind you I move my hands to your waist and tease with motions in your groin area. Moving close enough to you so you can sense my hardened nipples on your back. I kiss your neck and shoulders lovingly. Urging you to turn to face me we kiss again, then I break away and kiss down to your raging hard on. Two quick deep sucks and you moan with pleasure. Taking the soap I lather my hands and start massaging your balls slowly making my way to your shaft. Allowing the water to cascade over your massive cock until the soap is all washed away and I know I need to suck it some more. On my knees, water running over my protruding nipples I take you in my mouth and go up and down on the shaft while circling my tongue over the tip over and over again. Knowing what you want to do next I kiss my way to your lips and allow you to wash me next.Standing back on to you I can feel your hard cock against my ass. Loving the feel of it I juice up and the excitement of our lovemaking session is raging. Gentle hands glide over my back and around to my breasts, softly cupping them in your hands. I lean back with pleasure mounting and anticipation growing immensely, waiting for the moment when you finally reach for my pussy. I almost cum on the spot when you finally touch me there, with gentle rubs that you know I love and it sends me to new places of desire.I turn and drop quickly taking you in my mouth again. I can't wait for your raging cock to be buried deep inside me so I suggest getting out and toweling off. We do so quickly and move to our bedroom where our passion explodes.Wanting to give you a night of long passion I ask you to lie on the bed and I hover over your naked body. Laying myself gently on top of you, my pussy lies on your swollen member and the heat builds. Our kissing has turned to hard yet passionate tongue wrestling and we can feel the other's desire intensifying at every moment. I slide myself over your hard cock so that you can feel my wetness for you. I leave your soft lips and start nibbling on your ear, gently, with soft tongue flickers and kisses down your neck, caressing your shoulders and kissing my way down your body, very slowly out so to increase the desire. I keep kissing all around your member, close enough to tease and feel his hardness pressing against my face. I lower my breasts around you and slide them over your shaft. I can tell by the size and stiffness of your cock that you are enjoying the attention and my greed to suck you finally wins.Cupping your balls in my hands, I give them each individual kisses and soft mouthing but my real true desire can't be denied any longer. I lick the sweet precum that has gathered on your tip and lick each side of your shaft gently. Moaning with acceptance you beg me for more. I put your tip in my mouth just enough so you can feel the warm cavern that will soon swallow you deep. Inch by inch I move your cock into my moist mouth and continue with tongue circling and licking as I do so. Then with a quick motion I take you down to the back of my throat, holding you there for a moment and listening to your moans of pleasure which makes me hornier and I can feel my pussy starting to drip with desire. I continue to suck on your awesome cock, periodically deep throating you. You motion for me to lie back and I willing accept what I have been craving for so long. Lying on my back you take my legs and gently spread them for me. Soft fingers circle my clit and you comment on how wet I am. By now I am exploding with excitement and when your hot tongue touches my pussy my back automatically arches and I moan with pleasure. I can feel my body melting under your oral expertise and I lie with acceptance. You continue to lick my pussy, spreading moist lips apart and hitting the spot near the top that you know I like so well. Then you give me the ultimate treat: the finger insertion. It's almost too much to control but I force myself to enjoy but not to cum just yet. The feeling of being finger fucked while your awesome tongue washes over my pussy is phenomenal and I know I need to return the favor quickly or I will explode prematurely.Again I motion for you to allow me to return the favor, but I suggest the 69 position. We pleasure each other immensely to the point where we know insertion has to take place. I move to my side, surprising you, knowing that spooning is a position that you enjoy. Gentle and softly you slide inside my soaked cavern and we both moan with satisfaction. Moving in unison we grind our bodies in passion and decide to move to the missionary position. Mounting me I put my legs in the air so you can have full access to my pussy. Surprising and pleasing me you take the opportunity to eat some more buffet. Lying back enjoying all your attention I know you are tasting juices that are flowing into your mouth now. Soaked with desire you press your cock at the entrance, teasing me and I rock back urging you to enter me. You do so with a quick thrust and I thrash back into the pillow with great desire. You continue to fuck me with slow and fast motions. I buck in unison and we develop a passionate rhythm. Knowing that our bodies are aching for release I ask to ride you. You willingly accept and we move to that position.I straddle over you and gently glide my pussy over your massive swollen cock. Admiring the stiffness, I can't handle the tension inside any more and I throw it deep into me. Both showing our pleasure with moans I lean down so we can kiss and tongue some more while I ride in slow strokes. Taking your hands and pinning them we lock fingers and I sit up so I can feel how deep you fill me. Slowly I move over your body and enjoy the moments that I feel your swollen balls under my ass. Passion getting ready to explode I start to thrust harder and faster and continue till we both agree we are ready to release. "Oh god!!!" I gasp as my pussy erupts at the same time I feel an explosion deep inside me. Your body starts to convulse in orgasmic pleasure as you release your load into my already soaked pussy. Exhausted with our lovemaking and our bodies limp we lie there and enjoy the moment of pure ecstasy. "Welcome Home Love," I whisper and add a soft kiss on your gorgeous lips.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 56 |
beach.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/beach.txt | I've always had a self-image problem. I don't think that I'm very pretty and I know that I'm not comfortable in most social situations. Ever since I was in kindergarten I've been shy and quiet at school. But when I finally started high school things rapidly changed for me. It was about half way through my freshman year that I met Karen and her friends. I'd known who they were of course, because they were very out going and everyone saw them around school. It was in Freshman English that I found myself teamed up on a project with Karen. For some reason we hit it off right away and before I knew what I'd agreed to, I was going to the beach with "the gang" that weekend. I live in San Diego and the beach is only a few miles away from my house, but you could count on one hand the amount of times I'd actually been. Well, I was really nervous about my upcoming trip with "the gang' not knowing how to act or even what to wear. Being a 14-year-old "very insecure" girl is no fun, let me tell you. I spent the rest of the week worrying about every little detail and imagining every little thing that could go wrong and was just about to throw in the towel by Friday. But it turned out that I wanted to go more than I wanted to stay safe. For some reason I was excited about this trip with my classmates, and I think I was also a little tired of always missing out on what looked like fun to me. Anyway, Saturday morning finally came and Karen and "the gang" showed up at my house honking horns and making lots of noise that had me racing out to meet them and trying to quiet them down before my parents came out to see what all the fuss was about. Karen casually introduced then we all piled into the back of the pickup truck and headed for the beach. There were 5 of us that day, Brad, (who was driving) Marcy his girlfriend, Bobby and Karen and myself. I immediately started obsessing that I hadn't brought a boy of my own, not that I knew any boys well enough to have invited any. But after reaching the beach and getting down to the oceans edge and having played around in the water and sunned in the sand for several hours I forgot that I was dateless. As a matter of fact I was enjoying myself more because I was single than if I'd had a boy like Marcy and Karen did. It turned out that there were many more boys at the beach than girls and for whatever reason I was a hit with all the single guys. I'd never had that much attention from boys before and I even got friendly encouragement from Karen to "go for it" when guys would prowl around our site. It was about 4:30 p.m. and at least 2 too many beers later when Karen started talking about leaving for home. For the first time I noticed that Bobby had left the group and that Karen looked a little miffed at my popularity. Apparently they'd had an argument earlier and he'd stalked off. I certainly didn't want to make an enemy of my new friend so I quickly agreed with her, which seemed to please her.I'd been flirting all afternoon and I'll have to admit that all these boys making a fuss over me had really excited me. I guess I was even somewhat aroused by all their manly attention. I know that I had been fantasizing about several of them; wondering what they'd be like sexually, and what they would look like naked.Apparently my arousal had an obvious effect that I wasn't aware of, because once we started out onto the freeway Karen and I in the back again, she said, "Looks like you've had some fun today, " and she nodded at me, looking meaningful at my crotch area.At first I didn't understand what she meant, then I looked down at my cutoffs and realized that I had a big wet spot right between my legs. At first I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die. I'd never had sex before but I'd masturbated many times and knew how messy I could get. I also knew that I got wetter than what was deemed "normal" but had never given it any real thought before this moment. My embarrassment turned to a rigid fright when Karen slid over to me and began tugging at the snap on my cutoffs. I struggled with her for a moment and she stopped and looked into my eyes as if to say, 'what's the problem?' We stared at each other for a moment longer then she reached out and slowly, with the palm of her hand against my forehead, pushed me down into a lying position onto the bed of the pickup. Vaguely I saw Marcy looking through the back window of the cab at us. Then I stiffened as I felt Karen tugging at the material of my damp cutoffs. She wasn't trying to remove them any more, but just to pull the moist material to one side so she could see my pussy.I was mortified, but at the same time I was excited and I really didn't know how to respond. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before, and I was kind of in shock. When Karen's fingers started to rub against me down there I almost cried out. It felt nice, very nice, but I was frightened and started to get up... Karen stopped me from rising and gently pushed me back into a lying position as she bent her face to my crotch. I stopped breathing when I felt her tongue against my cunt lips. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I mean here we were, driving down the freeway in full view of anyone who looked our way and Karen was giving me head for the world to see. It blew my mind.In a daze I looked up to see Marcy with her camera pointing out the sliding window between the cab of the truck and us. She was snapping pictures of Karen eating me! Again I started to struggle, but Karen began to rub between my legs at the same time kissing and licking at my clit. I couldn't fight her any more and lay back to let her do whatever she wanted to me. It felt so good, like nothing I'd ever experienced before.I knew that Marcy was catching this all on film, but that just made the whole thing more perverted and erotic. I orgasmed then and I know that Karen must have gotten quite a shot of girl-come right in her mouth, but to my surprise she didn't pull away in disgust. She actually began to lap and suck at me even harder and faster than before, making me come again and again.Finally I couldn't take any more. I was so sensitive that anything Karen did down there began to be uncomfortable, and finally I was able to push her from between my legs. We just laid beside each other and watched the clouds passing by overhead as the pickup turned off the freeway and onto the arterial road that lead to my neighborhood.By the time we reached my house I'd recovered and was sitting up looking into Karen's eyes and she stared back at me silently. As I climbed out of the truck and was retrieving my stuff, Karen said gaily, "So, what about it? Next Saturday, same time same place?"I looked at Brad and Marcy who were watching us, then back to Karen, and answered, "Sure, why not...THE END Other stories by Michael & Phoebe /~Kristen/phoenix/ |
initiation.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/initiation.txt | I did but that wasn't the goal! I was in 10th grade and not a very big guy. I weighed like 125 pounds when I graduated high school so I was less than that as a sophomore. Our school had an open gym for students and faculty after school if one of the sports teams weren't using it. I had this huge crush on my Algebra teacher... She was like almost 6' tall, thick, not fat and some small titties. Kinduva biker looking chick with long brown hair to her ass! She seriously was responsible for I don't know how many jack sessions when I got home. Anyways... I was almost always in the gym and then she started coming in there. She would work so hard she was sweaty from head to toe, drove me bat shit crazy. She must have been cold in there all the time cuz she was always nipping. I did my best to keep my back to her but that never lasted long. Realizing that all of the raunchy sex we were having in my head caused a boner I could have lifted a 45lbs weight with, I went to the locker room till it went down. This lasted a few times then I decided I would just go rub one out one day. So there I was, thinking I picked a good hidden spot, started to stroking and jerking my cock with my shorts down to my knees when all of a sudden I heard, "What the fuck, you fag!" I looked up and saw one of the basketball players looking at me and ran out! I thought my life was over, I just knew he was gonna go tell everyone in school he caught me jacking off in the boy's locker room. I went ahead and went home, fearing what my future had in store. I returned to school and was amazed no one said anything to me or treated me different than normal. Then... it was about the third day after the "incident" I was working out in free gym when the coach (baseball, my baseball coach) came up to me and said he needed to talk to me in the office. I had a feeling what it was about and sure enough when he closed the door he told me sit down. He gave me the whole "it's been brought to my attention" speech and I just dropped my head and said I know. He looked at me disgusted and said you don't even deny it. I told him no, adding I didn't think anyone would come in there. He didn't believe me cuz it was the boys locker room and who else would have come in there, yada, yada!After arguing a bit I flat out admitted I had the hots for the Algebra teacher and that she is why I got the boner. He did the whole "I know you are confused, you are in a tough time in your life right now, trying to figure out who I am."No matter how much I argued he didn't believe me. I assured him I was sorry and embarrassed and that it wouldn't happen again. He told me to leave and I ran into that fucker that caught me, he actually told me he was sorry he told the coach then asked me a question that shocked the shit out of me. He asked, "Did he make you blow him?" I said fuck no that I wouldn't if he wanted me to. He just shook his head said OK, and I asked him not to tell anyone else. So life goes on for about a week when Coach calls me in after working out. He said he's been thinking and that instead of a write and all the embarrassment he's just gonna have me clean the gym, locker room, and showers as punishment. I thought that was a lot better than my friends or "dear God" my dad finding out. So I was done with my chores and told coach I was done and he said his office was included. So I went in gathered the trash by the door and walked behind his desk to get that trash can when I noticed he was only wearing a shirt. His shorts and underwear were on the floor and he had his semi hard cock lying over his leg. I said what in the hell, put your shorts on. He said something like not till you are done with your clean up. I asked what he thought I was gonna do, so he grabs his cock, pulls on it, and says you know, kinda obvious ain't it. I told him this shit ain't going to happen and he said he Oh I think you will... I again said no. He said Ok then, go ahead and a have a seat. He then pulled out a folder, opened it up, and started dialing.He looked at me and said, "Martin right?"I said "Martin what?"He replied, "Your dad's name, Hello... Martin, Hi I'm Coach *****, I'm here with your son now." I jumped up, kinda started crying, and mouthed OK, OK, OK. He smiled and continued with "I'm just checking in with you, if it's alright with you your son wants to stay later after school to work out, gain some weight, and help the other guys clean up." My dad starts talking to him and he leans back and points down to his cock. Now I'm livid and scared and slowly walk around the desk and stand in front of him. He's still talking to my dad when he takes his free hand puts it on my shoulder and pushes down until I'm on my knees. I just look at him and then at his dick. With a shitty look on his he puts his hand on top of my head and pushes my head in to his crotch. I haven't done this before, but it's clear what I'm supposed to do so I lick it, afraid to touch it. He wraps up the call with dad and grabs his cock to hold it up. Then he guides my mouth over his cock and I try sucking it, which didn't go very well. He put his feet on my shoulders and told me to lick around his balls while he jerked his cock. I'm not really digging this much as I don't like the smell and am not at all comfortable. He lifts my head up and puts my mouth on his almost solid cock. He tells me to put my hands around his cock on top of one another and to slide my hands up and down. He instruct me change my pace with my hands but made it clear he didn't appreciate my oral skills. He pulls my head off of his cock and tells me to stick my tongue out. He then says keep it there while his cock is in my mouth. He says to tighten up and go up and down until he tells me to stop. Well of course I'm drooling my ass off and he tells me to use that to stroke his cock at the same time. Well he must have liked what I was doing cuz he spread his legs wide and leaned his head back and was moaning like crazy. A few times I went down to far and thought I was gonna puke, he seemed to especially like that. DICK!So overall I have a "pace" or a "method" going that for some reason I'm fairly comfortable with. I was wondering how long I was gonna have to do this, then it hit me that "oh shit, this guy's gonna cum. I don't want him to cum in my mouth and intended on jacking him until he came on his shirt. Well after a few minutes he starts the squirm, and buck, and I notice his balls start moving around a lot so I took my mouth off of his shaft and starting stroking fast. Coach says fuck that and pulls my head back down. He pushes it too far and it went sorta down my throat, not his whole cock, just the start of it, but he had started cumming as soon as he pushed my head back down. He kept cumming, god it seemed like 5 or 6 huge ropes kept nailing the roof of my mouth. He let go and I sat back on my heels and spit that shit out in the trash can. I stood up and started to leave with no word and he tells me to stop. I said what now, and he asks if I'm hard. I said no, reminding him he was the one that just got blown. He said let me see and I said see what. Pull your sweats down smart ass....eventually I did and he said he was surprised I wasn't hard. Well since you like to jack it in public showers, start jacking it right now. I argued with him and eventually said he'd call dad, and let the word spread around school. So I started stroking my cock but having a tough time getting hard. He told me to take the sweats off and lay down on the floor. So I laid down on the floor still stroking my cock. I had to think of other things to get going so when I started getting hard he told me to spread my legs wide, so I did. He started rubbing his crotch and was standing over me. He then started stroking his cock, I couldn't believe he was getting hard again, and a little afraid of it too! He then knelt down straddled my leg and started rubbing his balls on my knee as he kept stroking. He stood up, told me to pull my shirt up, and then shot another load all over my chest. That sorta killed the mood but told me to keep stroking till I came. Eventually I came and he told me to go shower and leave. So I go to the shower and this fucking guy, (must be part god), watches me shower, and jacks his cock until he comes a third time. I hurry up and leave.Assuming my blackmail is done, I don't go back to free gym for four days. I am in my Algebra class watching the teacher, dreaming about coming all over her face, when someone knocks on the door. She answers it, looks at me, and calls my name to the door. There is coach. FUCK! I stepped into the hall and asks where I have been. I tell him I thought I was done and he said oh I was far from done, advising me that I am four days behind and they will all be made up today before I go home. I kept thinking I gotta suck this guy off four times before I go home, couldn't really concentrate the whole day. The final bell rings and for some reason my dick got iron stiff when it did. I went and worked out, started cleaning, and waited for what I thought would be everyone to go home. Reluctantly I walk into the office and coach looks up at me and then back down to his paperwork. I stand there for a moment when he says we really gonna through all that shit again, get over here. He never looked up as I went around the desk and knelt next to him, but he never moved. He said how you gonna suck my cock (hated hearing that) sitting next to me. He turned his chair and hooked me with his leg forcing me under the desk, of course his shorts were already on the floor. Using what I had "been taught" I went to work on his cock. This asshole would make phone calls, yell at stragglers walking by, they would open the door ask how things been going, have short chats all the while my mouth was on his cock. I found a spot that made him moan and move when I hit on the bottom of his cock, just below the cock head or that ring. I flattened my tongue out and just went as fast as I could and it seemed like it took less than a minute to get him off. Well there is not trash can under the desk so I got my first taste of cum. Not impressed. Knowing he had to bust three more times before I went home I started doing that again. This time it took a little longer but I was kinda used to it, in a groove so to speak. He said he had an idea and we walked out of the office and locked the doors to the showers from the hallway, and the gym doors. He turns to me and says new rule, once the doors are locked no clothes are allowed and took off his shirt as he was already walking around with no shorts on. He tells me to lie flat on the bench for the bench press so I do. He starts massaging me and starts kissing my nipples, neck, thighs, and stomach, purposely leaving my cock alone. I'm still not really comfortable with the whole thing but not gonna lie, felt kinda good and my dick was really hard. Which I figured he would make me jack off again. He then kneels down on the floor in between my legs and starts stroking my cock. This is the first time anyone other than myself has touched my cock or balls for any other purpose than a physical. He starts smearing the pre-cum over my dick and then tells me to tell him that I enjoy being his bitch. This threw me off, I told him to kiss my ass, and wittingly he responds with that's what's next and lifts my legs up and buries his tongue in my ass. I jumped and fell off the bench and tried to run away but he held me down, face down, on that stinky ass sweaty carpet. He laid on my back, I could feel his cock and balls on my back and then pulled my ass cheeks apart and stuck his tongue in there again. Accepting my fate, or the feeling, I don't know I quit fighting and let him eat my ass out. I actually started to like it. A LOT!He rolled me over and started to stroke my cock again but then he leaned over and started to suck my cock. He was good, he rigorously worked my head, and that spot, the one I thought I figured out on him, over and over. He told me to tell him when I was going to come. I thought yeah, you Dick, don't want someone coming in your mouth, but made me do it. Anyway, he started playing with my asshole as he blew me, slowly he got a finger in there. He slowly pumped my ass with his finger as he blew me. I could feel I was about to cum and told him. He then put his finger way up in me and lifted up as he sucked the holy living shit out of my cock. I came so hard that my balls seemed to ache for like two days after that, and he swallowed it. I was so fucking tired and spent from that one cumshot, I didn't think I had the energy to take care of him two more times. He actually started to be nice to me. I took that as an opportunity to get out of the last two for the day. He talked about normal shit, his girlfriend, ex-wife, college, sports, etc. The whole time he kept stroking his cock, occasionally stopping in the middle of the story to tell me to keep stroking mine. Eventually I worked the whole "Hey man, I gotta go home" thing in and he changed. So he sat on the incline bench and told me to get between his legs, well I knew what that meant, so without further instruction I started sucking on his cock. He said he wanted something a little different and then had me lay on my stomach back on the bench press seat. He then got in front of me, I thought it was just gonna be a different style blowjob, but he told me not to move and put his hand around my throat. He didn't choke with it, but when he put his cock in my mouth, he went to town and started fucking my face. I couldn't handle that very well, and was trying to get him to stop. He said, "Look, you want to make me cum twice before you go home or just once more and we'll call it even for the day."Of course I said once and he said, "Then no more fighting you do what I say, when I say it, or I'll have your face buried in more cocks than you could ever imagine."I thought what happened to the nice guy. I said, "Fine," and he told me bend over that bench. Well I thought, this might be alright cuz he started eating my ass out again. He played with my cock and kept smearing the pre-cum on my ass. He put his finger in there again and then I felt two fingers. He slowly fingered and licked my ass, going from ass to cock, and vice versa. He seemed to pull my ass apart. I was just thinking to myself I hope he doesn't put his cock in there and then all of a sudden I felt that spongy tip pressing against my asshole. I tried to protest but pushed my head down as he slid the rest of his cock in my ass. He held it there for a minute and moaned at the involuntary squeezing his cock getting. I asked him for a rubber and he said shut up, you are my bitch, I make the rules, and slowly started pumping in and out of me. It kinda hurt, I kinda liked, but mostly didn't if that makes sense. He picked up his pace and something came over him. He was a maniac...he started fucking me like a porn star fucks a pussy. I mean he just started pounding the hell out of me and didn't stop. I kept asking him to slow down and to stop but he kept going, man it had to been like 10 minutes. He said while he was railing me, do you want to swallow this load... Hell no, his cock's been in my ass and I said NO! He replies good... and grunts... I could actually feel the cum coming out of his cock as he filled my ass up. He pulled out, told me to shower and go home. Told me don't try to skip out again or I'd pay. Obviously this became a routine, sometimes I'd have to tell my dad that I'm spending the night with a buddy when I was really staying the night or weekend with coach. Sometimes he'd have friends over that I would only orally service. He sometimes would have a girl or two over to watch and eventually I got to fuck one of them regularly. Come time for my next physical the Dr. could tell that I had been sexually active and commented on it. I didn't tell him everything but did talk him into giving me a handjob with those latex gloves on. That was cool! Sorry so long, Hope you enjoyed my introduction into the world of sex. 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 |
mandysholiday1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/74/mandysholiday1.txt | PART 1Mandy and her two daughters waited at the airport for Mandy's sister Rachel and her son David to arrive.The two girls Kirsty who was 15 and Krissy who was just 14 chatted in the back of the car. They were going on Holiday to Italy and it had been decided that David would go with them on Holiday.Rachel had suggested it earlier in the year saying she could not afford a holiday this year. Both Mandy and Rachel were separated from their husbands and Rachel was struggling financially, Mandy had a good job in a bank and had thrown herself into her work after her husband walked out, she had been promoted and worked hard at her job. When she had told her daughters about David they both were less than happy they both thought David was a wimp and although they had not seen him for over a year they said he was childish and did nothing but read books.When Mandy saw her younger sister and David walk towards the car she thought how tall David had grown but he was still thin, maybe the girls are right he looks like a wimp.Kirsty and Krissy checked him out he was tall but he was still wimpy and now he looked like a geek. David looked them over, his eyes went to their boobs, he smiled and thanked them for letting him share their holiday.They all set off to the check in zone. After the bags had been handed in it was time for Rachel to leave.Mandy thought that her sister gave David an unusually long kiss goodbye but thought no more about it.The flight was uneventful, Mandy sat next to her two girls and David sat across the aisle and appeared to be reading a book the whole time. She had to agree with her daughters he was wimpy.Taking a taxi to the apartment the rooms were sorted out, Mandy had the master bedroom with an ensuite, the two girls would share the room with the double bed and David got the smallest room with a single bed. Everyone was happy and started to unpack there bags.David neatly placed his clothes in the drawers and wardrobe checking for creases as he went along. Mandy did the same, smoothing her clothes as she put them away, placing her many shoes in the bottom of the wardrobe. Putting on her bikini she covered herself with a wrap over.The girls on the other hand just tipped everything onto the bed and rummaged for their bikini'sKrissy had just bought a new one with her spending money, the old one did not fit and was not a cool style, it had been Kirsty's and she had started to wear it when her older sister had outgrown it.Mandy had been working so hard she had not noticed that her daughters had grown up, no longer were they little girls they were young women.Kirsty had read all the teenage magazines on how to improve your body and one article that told you for bigger boobs you must massage them for ten minutes every day with body lotion and drink a pint of milk before going to bed. The next week both girls bought body lotion and Mandy started to have to buy more milk. Both girls now had developed and their breasts were like solid round balls, they sat proud on their chests with nipples that instantly became erect, when they massaged themselves with the body lotion. Putting on their bikini's they looked in the mirror and no one deny that they looked hot.Taking their towels they went out to the terrace, they looked over the rail and surveyed the area, it was very quiet, only a few oldies round the pool, they settled down to sunbathe.David had on a tee shirt and baggy shorts, he carried a book and a towel and was about to go onto the terrace when he noticed the two girls lay out before him, he stared at their breasts, and followed their legs up to where they met. He felt himself getting hard and went back to sit in the room he watched them intently and gently stroked himself under the table.Mandy looked in the girl's room and sighed when she saw the mess, she would have to talk to them later, going into the lounge she checked that David was ok. She looked out onto the balcony and took a double take. These were not her little girls, they were younger versions of herself, she looked at the boobs, God I wish I had tits like those she said to herself, she thought she would have to keep them away from young men this holiday. Mandy and her daughters were true red heads and She called out to them to be careful and not get sun burnt, "Use plenty of lotion all over" she said, the two girls winked at each other and giggled. Kirsty lifted her head up to look at her mother and her eyes went to under the table where David had his hand trying to cover his tented out shorts. Kirsty licked her lips provocatively and blew a kiss at David, Laying down she whispered in her sister's ear and Krissy looked back to the room where she stared at David's shorts. They were jutting straight out and he had removed his hand, Krissy winked at him and grinned.David shuffled uncomfortably and looking at his book he waited till he softened, when he was happy there was nothing to see he went into the kitchen to chat to Mandy. This did not really help as every time she moved David had a sight of her boobs or her ass. His hormones were working overtime so he spent his time looking into space and keeping his eyes off his aunt.Mandy announced that they should all get ready to go and eat in the town. It was decided that they would go look for a Pizza place.David waited till they had gone upstairs before he went to his room, he lay on his bed and rubbed himself till he shot his load into some tissues, he hoped this would cure his urges for tonight.The girls rubbed after sun lotion onto their bodies, they rubbed the lotion on each other's backs, then they paid particular attention to putting the lotion on their boobs.Putting their bikini's back on they slipped on a t shirt and shorts, sandals completed their outfits, neither girl needed makeup so they went and sat back on the balcony.David changed his shorts and top and was soon on the balcony talking to the girls.Mandy showered and inspected herself in the mirror, her boobs were still perky her stomach had gained an inch or two but she still could turn heads.She arranged her hair and did her makeup she thought she looked fine. Leaving off her bra she put on a sun dress and was about to put on a pair of French knickers when she felt daring and decided to go without.They left the apartment and went to the pizza parlor. They sat outside and ordered pizza and cokes.David became more relaxed he chatted away and the girls changed their opinion of him.Krissy and Kirsty went to the rest room and left David with their mother."He's not that bad," said Krissy."No, he's ok," Kirsty replied, looked at her sister, then whispering, "Did you see his shorts this afternoon? He was hard.""And BIG!" laughed Krissy. "Let's flirt with him and see if he gets hard again" "Yes lets!"They went back to the table and Krissy deliberately touched his leg with hers as she sat down, she looked straight into his eyes and winked as she kept up the leg contact.David was hard in seconds, he pulled his leg away and waited for his erection to subside.They ate in silence and then the girls said they wanted to explore the town, David wanted to go back to the apartment, Mandy went with her daughters and David returned to the apartment. Locking the door he went into the girl's room and finding their panties in the pile of clothes he brought them to his nose, he loved the smell, and he had often done the same at home smelling his mother's damp briefs.Replacing them on the top of the pile he made his way to their mothers room, the first thing he saw was the French knickers but his nose told him they had not been worn. He found a pink thong in the bathroom and this had all the delights he wanted, he inhaled deeply and he was sporting an impressive erection, he quickly brought himself off, shooting straight into the washbasin, he cleaned up and was sat on the balcony when the others returned.Mandy had taken the time to remind the girls that they had grown up and to be aware of what they were doing and not to get themselves into situations they could not cope with. She didn't know how far they had gone with their boyfriends and she was starting to become embarrassed. Both girls were virgins, Kirsty had given one boy a hand job and she had let him touch her through her knickers, Krissy had touched her boyfriend through his pants and had let him feel her breast but she would not let him take off her bra. They had watched a DVD that one of their friends had found and they had been shocked to see some of the things that they could do. One night they had watched the film and after reading an article in a magazine called better sex first time they decided to pop their cherries, they took a candle from the kitchen and sneaked it upstairs to Kirsty's bed room. Reading the article again and watching the film Kirsty used the candle as a dildo, she pushed it inside her, she felt a resistance and gritting her teeth she pushed hard and the candle went right into her. Krissy was fascinated she took the candle and as her sister cleaned herself up she slid the candle inside her, the first inch went in, then the next, Kirsty watched as the three inches and then four slid straight in."Have you done this before?" she asked."No, never," she moaned as she slid the entire length into her wet 14 year old pussy.She remembered two years ago she had fallen on her bike and been taken to hospital, she had bled at that time, she must have lost her cherry then.They got back to the apartment and David asked how they were and said he was tired and wanted to go to bed, the girls agreed and as they left their mother downstairs they walked up together, when they were out of earshot Kirsty took hold of David's hand and held it on her bottom, she whispered in his ear that it was a shame that he was in a different room. With that they dashed into their room and shut the door. Laughing they pushed all their clothes onto the floor, Kirsty was sure her panties had not been on the top of the pile but said nothing, she would ask David later.The girls decided to apply some more after sun and they Kirsty rubbed it onto Krissy's back, she turned round and Kirsty continued to pub the oil onto her front, when she touched her breasts Kirsty hesitated but Krissy urged her on "that's feels great." They changed places and as Krissy rubbed the cool oil onto her breasts she moaned and hoped Krissy would spend longer on her nipples, she moaned quietly and then sighed as Krissy took her hands away.Mandy poured herself a large glass of wine and looked out over the balcony, she quickly finished the wine and got another glass, turning out the lights she returned to the balcony, she could see the other apartments and where the lights were on she could see inside, scanning the block opposite she looked into a room opposite on the floor below, It was a bedroom and the young woman was on all fours on the bed, her partner was taking her doggie style and was really giving her a good hard fuck. They were in line with the window and you could see every thrust. Mandy watched and her hand lifted her dress and she touched her bare pussy. Her mind wandered and she remembered the bulge in David's shorts earlier. What am I doing she thought as she pulled her hand away, I'm masturbating, watching another couple fuck and all I can think about is how big my fourteen year old nephew's cock is."Finishing the wine she went up to her room stripped off and went to the bathroom.Turning off all the lights she went to the window, the couple below were still at it but this time they were into 69. She rubbed her clit as she watched, then as she had a small orgasm the thought of David's cock was in her mind.She went to bed and decided she would have to buy something in town to satisfy her needs, she had not brought anything with her for fear of one of the girls finding it.David had put a chair up to the window and watched through the curtain as the man slammed into his lover David was pulling himself as fast as he could, he thought of the two girls, he had watched Mandy's braless boobs all night he thought of her ass as he shot his load.Mandy woke first in the morning and wanted to go to buy food and other things, she showered, got dressed and looked into the girls room they were awake and she told them she was going shopping and would be about 2 hours, "if you are in the sum don't forget the lotion" with that she left.David was still asleep and was laying on his back, he had his normal morning erection and he had not heard his aunt leave."Let's go wake David up." said Kirsty. "But we must be quiet."They pulled on long t shirts that they had brought to sleep in and tiptoed to his room. Kirsty silently turned the door knob and opened the door a couple of inches. She could see that he was asleep opening the door they crept inside. They stood looking at his erection before they turned and went back to their room. David had woken as soon as he heard the door open but he kept his eyes shut, he only opened them as they turned and left but he still saw both their naked asses and he was sure he could make out the red hair on Kirsry's pussy.When they were safely back in their room Krissy was the first to speak, "his thing is big isn't it""No it's not big, it's huge," Kirsty mumbled. "He isn't a wimp with a cock that big, I wonder if he knows what to do with it."They put on their bikinis pulling on their t-shirts they went down to the balcony to sunbath.David was already down on the balcony laid on a lounger he just said Hi when they came to join him. The girls sat with their backs to him and put on some sun oil laying down they put on sun glasses and took in the rays. David had a superb view of both the girl's breasts as they strained in their small bikinis. He knew he was getting hard but he had decided he would not try to hide it. Krissy glanced back and seeing his erection looked forward again. She nudged her sister and motioned with an upward finger. They both giggled and looked at each other.Kirsty was the first to turn round sitting on her towel facing David she was soon joined by her sister."Do you always get like that" as she pointed at his shorts, Davis looked at them both and said "only when there are sexy hot girls around, especially when they have tits like you Kirsty. Krissy felt snubbed "What is wrong with mine" she wimpered."From what I can see, nothing but you could try to get an all-over tan.""You mean go topless," Krissy replied. The two girls looked at each other Kirsty shrugged and reached behind her back to loosen the strap, Krissy did the same and they both let the small pieces of cloth fall to the ground.At this sight David's bulge grew bigger. Kirsty was the first to speak, "Now you must show us yours.""That's not fare!" replied David, "I've nothing on my top and you still have your pants on. If you want to see mine I need to see yours first."The girls were carried away with their actions Krissy nodded at her sister and kneeling up they both pulled their bikini bottoms down,David feasted on the sight of the red hair and the top of the girls slits. "Now it's your turn!" pleaded Kirsty as he stood up and lowered his shorts. His cock sprang out and touched his stomach. "You can touch it if you want to," he said. Just as Krissy leant forward they heard the front door opening. Quickly they dressed themselves and David laid on his stomach to hide his hard on.When he was sure he was soft he went to the kitchen to help Mandy put away the groceries.Mandy had bought what they would need for the week, she had bought more wine than she had intended to but reasoned she was on holiday.David picked up the bag of salad vegetables and put the tomatoes in the fridge, "Oh you have bought two cucumbers, one of them is not ripe it's very hard.""It's Ok David, it will get used by the time we leave."Mandy had selected the cucumber carefully it was the firmest she could find and was just the right size to give her the relieve she needed.She turned and found she was staring at David's shorts thinking about the bulge she could see."I think it's pool time I'm all hot," she said. "Who's coming?"David went to get his trunks and they went down to the pool. His speedos just covered him but the bulge was obvious. He dived into the pool and set off swimming lengths of the pool.When he swam on his back Mandy could not take her eyes of his trunks, she bit her bottom lip and turning away she lay on her stomach to tan her back. I have got to get a grip of myself she thought as she pictured him in her mind, in her thoughts he was riding her in the same way as their neighbours had been last night.David got out of the pool and sat beside his aunt. He had his book in his lap and you could not see his erection as he focussed on Kirsty and Krissy and the way their boobs moved as they breathed.When Mandy announced it was lunch time they all walked back to the apartment, David went first and Kirsty watched the way his bum moved, Mandy was watching as well and thought she would have to have words with her sister.After lunch they were to have a rest so that they could stay out late tonight. Mandy said she had forgotten some things in town and would be back soon.David went to his room and lay on the bed reading, the girls went upstairs but were already making plans they walked straight into his room David watched as first Kirsty and then Krissy removed their tops and then as they pushed down their bikini bottoms they gestured for him to remove his shorts. David needed no second command his shorts went down and his cock came up.Nothing was said as Kirsty reached out and felt his hot hard cock, it felt wonderful like hot velvet she pulled his foreskin back and the purple bulbous head emerged. She slowly began to wank him, Krissy came over and changed places with her sister.David kissed Kirsty and cuping her breast he tweaked her nipple till it was so hard it hurt. Krissy watched in awe as he slid a finger into her sister sliding up to her clit he ran little circles round it then plunged back into her pussy."Do you want to?" he asked. Kirsty she nodded her head, "Okay, but it's our first time, so be gentle with me."David told them it would be better if he was on the bed and she could squat over him so she could control how deep he went.She lowered herself onto his rigid cock, she had to wriggle to get the head inside her lips then she pushed down a fraction in he slid, when she got used to the invasion she lowered herself again, another inch disappeared.Kristy had moved to the side and he was finger fucking her as his cock engulfed her sister.As Kirsty pushed down the last portion slipped inside her. David was now bucking his hips and slowly he was screwing his cousin, Krissy thought it was her turn and told her sister to change places.Krissy took the first two inches with no trouble, Kirsty had now squatted over David's face and was getting a good licking when Krissy pushed down for the second time, three more inches slid inside as she lowered her self again David thrust up and forced his whole length into the fourteen year old. Krissy screamed as he bottomed out. Her mother who had just got back heard the sound, she looked in the girls room but it was empty, she threw open David's door and stood mesmerised."Stop that now, do you know what you're doing? Get to your room and keep out of my sight, yes take your clothes you little sluts and get out of here, we will talk about this later!"There was a plop as David slid out of Krissy his cock was getting smaller and he tried to cover it with his hand."I-I'm sorry," he started to say. "You're all so hot, I could not control myself..." he looked straight at Mandy as he took away his hands and his manhood hardened again.Mandy was hot and bothered, she was alone with her nephew who was fourteen, he was naked and was laying on the bed with a hard on that would make any woman swoon."This must be our secret," she said. "One word about this and I'll tell your mother."With what she had seen his answer did not come as a surprise. As she took him in her mouth, David confided that he had been screwing his mother for six months and that like his mother he doubted that she could get enough of his cock. Hearing this she slid her tongue round the top seeking out the hole he would shoot through.She rimmed him till he thought he would explode when she changed positions and took his length deeper, she swallowed and pushed and the end slid down her throat.He was fucking her face with short stabbing jerks when Mandy decided she needed more. She stopped sucking him and kneeling on the bed she motioned for him to take her doggie style.David needed no pushing, he sank ball deep into her with one push, never had Mandy felt so stretched, so full, he was touching places she had forgotten about.He was plunging into her at a steady rate when she said "faster harder" he increased his tempo and as she came he felt her pussy walls contract and the churning in his balls erupted and he shot ropes of cum into his aunt.Neither of them had noticed that the door was open and Kirsty and Krissy were watching they were both naked and were rubbing themselves as they watched.As Mandy glanced behind her she was horrified to feel that David was pumping into her again as her two daughters looked on. "MOTHER we'll HAVE to talk about this later!" they said.Continued in part 2...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.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 74 |
farmslaves.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/farmslaves.txt | Farmer in the Dell FantasyMy wife and, along with her ebony friend Janice, had been planning this vacation for years. We had scheduled to rent a cabin in the mountains several states away and was driving to enjoy the countryside along the way when our car was starting to overheat. We had gotten off the main road a long time earlier thinking we had found a shortcut and hadn't seen a house in miles. The road was turning into a gravel road and we was starting to turn around with the car on hot, when Pat my wife saw the lights of a house upon a nearby hill. Having no choice, we continued on our quest with the car starting to boil over. When we arrived, we found the house to be a run-down place but lights were in the window so we pull over and knocked at the door.An elderly man in his early 50s and a chubby lady about the same opened the door. I introduce myself as Bob, my wife Pat, and her friend Janice and the trouble with the car. The man said there was nothing that could be done tonight but we was welcome to have dinner with them and stay overnight. We were hungry ourselves and eager to accept his hospitality.We seated ourselves at the table and ma as the man called her prepared our plates for us. Two extra plates were prepared and soon their kids Sam about 20 and Paula about 18 appeared. The man was in overalls and the women had on cotton dresses, which reminded us of the older days. My wife Pat and Janice had on sexy outfits and couldn't help noticing the kids were staring at their tits throughout the meal. I noticed it also but was also aware that ma and Paula didn't have any bra or panties on which kept my attention focus on them.The kids were saying vulgar things that I thought was very unruly for kids their age when I found myself falling asleep at the table. Soon I started to pass out as I glanced at my wife and Janice already head down at the table.We were awaking the next morning by both the farmer and his wife totally nude in front of us. We were all tied up. Both hands to each other, both feet to each other, and a long cord between the hands and feet. It was sort of like a hog-tie but looser and we was lined in a row with no clothes on at all. We was all starting to complain while both ma and pa started to whip us with a belt they had in hand and told us to be quiet. They said they have been waiting on some new slave toys to play with for years now and we were going to be it so we better do as we was told or else. The kids had arrived with items that looked like a stick. We were commanded to get on our hands and feet with our asses up and not to let our knees touch the ground unless they gave us permission. A few hits with the belt and we complied with their instructions."Pa, why don't you go with the kids and watch them play with the girl toys while I enjoy the boy toy for awhile," ma said. The kids had gotten behind my wife and Janice as she was talking and pointing our their twinkling little assholes to each other.Both ladies started complaining immediately and swearing at ma when I heard both of them screaming. The kids had some kind of a low voltage cattle prod and were putting it on their asses."You better get your asses moving or the kids will have to put them up your butts," Pa said. That was all as needed at the women crawled out the room with their asses twice as high in the air as their heads. The kids were laughing and saying how funny their big asses looked waddling out.When they had departed, ma turned to me and said she had a belt and cattle prod and wouldn't hesitate to use them with pleasure if I disobeyed her for a moment. I responded that I understood as she sat on a stool nearby."Crawl around the room, while I play with my pussy watching you." She told me. I immediately began the crawl routine I had seen my wife and friend do earlier but it was hard not to put the knees down after a while. She got up and placed the cattle prod on my ass a couple of times while I was crawling to remind me it was to stay high. After about 20 crawls around the room she commanded me to come to her and grabbing my hair shoved my face with force into her crotch and eat her. Her scent was heavy from all the earlier playing around, but I dared not disobey because of the earlier events. She came two or three times and then had me suck on her tits before turning around and presenting me her large ass in my face. I knew what was expected and began to service her ass in earnest. She was in heat after a while, and turned around and started to masturbate her pussy on my face till she came again.My cock was extremely hard and come was leaking on the floor. She laughed at me calling me a pig and left only to come back later with a small pail. "Time to milk my cow," she said, as she got behind me and had me return to the crawl position. She took my cock and started to stroke it like a cow tit. Every once in a while she shove a finger in and out my ass and say don't come yet, Daisy. I couldn't stand it any longer and came all in the bucket. It was the largest amount of cum I have had in years and my ass was shaking with the organism as her finger was still in it. She was extremely mad and tied a rope around my neck and dragged me crawling behind her outside the house and to a cage filled with mud like a dog pen. I was tied to the edge. She left me and I squatted down so I could finally look up for once. The sight I saw was unbelievable to me.My wife was crawling the yard with stripes on her body and barking like a dog while the boy was behind pissing on her ass. Janice had faired no better, as she was tied to a wagon with her ass pointed up and the girl sitting inside it, hitting her ass with a long switch as she pulled it along. Ma had joined pa on a nearby bench and was giving him a blowjob while he shouted encouragement at the older kids.After a while, Janice was released. Pat and her had to lick each other pussy on the ground while the kids edged them on with switching of their asses. When they laid in exhaustion on the ground, the daughter Paula came and got me out of the mud cage as I crawled behind her to the water hose where she washed me down and not very gentle either. The hose was then carried to Janice and my wife as they fought to get off each other as the hose splashed hard on their bodies.We were then told to go to ma and pa and squat on our hunches to await more instructions to which we hastily did. Pa had come all over ma mouth several times as they finally turned back to us."You are now nothing more than toys for our use," ma said. It is over 40 miles to the next town and there several other families close by have slaves like you that are not as gentle as us are. "Your car has been drove in the creek so it's a long walk if you make it. You can agree to be our slaves till we tire of you and let you go or you can take your chances with the neighbors whom I seen brand their slaves with hot irons. In the meantime, entertain us by crawling around the yard some more. Your asses are so cute." We began our crawling, as the kids would slap our asses occasionally saying get-a-long doggie, doggie. We mooed every so often for their pleasure and shook our buttocks.After our trip around the yard, we were all brought back to where Ma and Pa were sitting with red asses. Ma suggested it was time to milk the girls so both men took a seat on the chairs while ma and her daughter grabbed Pat and Janice by a tit and led them to the men. Both girls were begging, but ma and her daughter ignored them and put the men cocks in their mouths. They gathered two stools and sat on them on each side of the women."It's pretty easy," ma said, "since ya don't have any milk, we will let the men feed you some while we milk your tiny tits."Neither woman could complain with their mouths stuffed with cock but quickly got the message as Ma and her daughter grabbed both tits in their hands and started pulling downward in with a quick motion. It didn't take long for Pat and Janice heads to start bobbing up and down on the men cocks. I could hear their grunting as their tits were pulled and the men moans. Finally, Pa came and then the son before their tits was released from the women hold. From where I was squatting, their tits were pretty red and their mouths were covered with cum.Pa got up from the stool as both men turned around so that their hairy asses were pointed at the women. Pa told the women to lick their asses to get them hard again because they wanted to fuck their pussies. If they failed to get them hard, he was going to go get the dog from the kennel and let him fuck them. Knowing they had little choice, Pat shoved her face in Pa big hairy ass and started to lick in earnest while Janice proceeded to lick the son's. My cock was hard again from watching the ladies when ma laughed and turned to her daughter."I think it's time milk the bull again," she said, pointing at my cock sticking straight out.Her daughter and her led me to another lawn chair. Her daughter sat down and told me I better lick her pussy good if I wanted to come. Unlike the women earlier, I was in need and needed no encouragement as I plowed by face in her pussy and started licking like it was my first time. Ma gathered one of the stools and returned behind me. Sitting down, she grabbed each of my balls in her hand and started to pull them like she did earlier with the women. The pain was horrible as I thought she was going to pull them off. I needed release bad but there was no way with the pulling it was going to come anytime soon. When the girl came on my face. She got up while ma sat in her place. I started to plow my face in her big hairy cunt when ma suggested instead I service her ass. Lifting her legs on the lawn chair legs, I was presented a close up view of her large hairy ass. Hesitating for a moment, I felt her daughter grab my balls from behind and started to pull them as her mother had done earlier. I pushed my tongue in her ass and started licking for about five minutes before I came all over the ground with my face still planted deep in her butt. With my butt going up and down, I continued to lick till ma was satisfied and had gotten herself off with her hand.Laughing, ma got up and petted my head as we all turned to watch the action on the side. By now, the men were shoving their big cocks up my wife and her friend's pussies while they were begging for more. I could tell Pat was in heat and needed relief the same as I did earlier. I could see the ladies bodies shake from their orgasm but the men kept plowing into them till they came. As the men withdrew and walked in front, the ladies need no encouragement as they eagerly opened their mouths and began cleaning the cocks.Ma released our hands and foot tie ropes so we could stand but our hands and feet were still tied together. We was then led to hose where the kids washed us while we had to assume various positions for their amusements."Time for the sluts to prepare our meals," ma said, as her and the daughter each grabbed Pat and Janice by an ass cheek and started leading them in the house. The women were wiggling their ass to their new mistresses so they could get a better quip on them.The men had me bend over while they shoved a small plastic handle in my ass and tied a bag to my cock. They were laughing at sight of my cock and ball, telling me what they was going to my wimpy ass later and their new sluts. I was then told to pick up any trash in yard with my mouth and put it in the bag. To get me started, pa took off his belt, had me bend over, and walloped my ass several times before I started running around the yard. His son was laughing and sat down in the chair to supervise while pa went inside. I must have picked up trash for at least 30 minutes before the kid told me to come to him. He untied my bag and had me kneel before him and beg to worship his ass. With no escape and the fear of the belt again, I got down on my knees while he shoved his hairy ass in my face. Relief finally came, when I heard pa call out for us to come in to eat. The kid tied a rope to my cock and balls and led me back into the house.The family had already eaten when we arrived and ma and her daughter was having fun feeding Pat and Janice. Both my wife and her friend had carrots shoved deep inside their butts and they were eating food tidbits from a woman breast or pussy. Every once in a while they would put something in their ass and have the women eat it out which they did without hesitation. The women were laughing, calling piggy and doggie while they were ate and begged for more. Ma was telling them later, they was going to get their asses fucked by real women as she kicked Pat between the legs and told her to be sure to lick the area clean after she eats the tidbit.They had laid a dog bowl on the side and I was told it was for me as I crawled to it with ass high and started to eat. While I was eating, they were talking about playing more games with us later on. The men were suggesting turning me into a woman since I didn't have a cock anyway while the daughter was suggesting things to put in my ass. They all agreed that a good spanking was in order after the meal for arriving at their house with a stuck up attitude.I could tell from the grunts of my wife and friend, there would be no complaints there as I continued to eat. Damn, why was my cock getting hard again.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 |
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fun.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/63/fun.txt | Author's Note: I was inspired by a person who wrote to me about one of my previous stories, so I decided to write about a fun memory I had.I also thought I'd take this time to answer a few frequently asked questions. First, all of my stories have been autobiographies. I write them primarily for my husband, to give him a glimpse of what it's like in my head, but I also do like the attention it gets me when I share my stories. Makes me feel happy to know that people are enjoying themselves because of me.That said, please email me at [email protected] if you've read and enjoyed my stories.If you'd like to email me story ideas, keep in mind that I write about real stuff that has happened to me, so ideas like 'Have you ever thought about writing about a sexy date your husband and you had?' are more likely to get me motivated than others.***I'm sitting with my back against my husband on the little couch I keep in my bedroom for lounging on. We're watching a movie on the TV. I'm not really paying attention to the show, instead just enjoying the closeness to my husband. I like the way he feels against me. I can feel his muscles and I love feeling him breathe, each breath moving me slightly. He's intent on the show and I can feel his breath blowing my hair about a bit. I pull the blanket up to my neck and snuggle back against him further.Apparently something felt good when I shifted because I feel him reach between himself and me to adjust himself and a little while later I feel his cock getting hard, throbbing against my back. I imagine that I can feel it perfectly, even through his shorts and my sweat shirt. I completely ignore the movie at this point. He's my world. I close my eyes and lean my head back against him, taking in his scent, wishing I could stay this close to him forever.I feel his hand come around me and rest on my breast, just gently holding it. I sigh. I scoot up a bit and then turn over so I'm on my stomach on top of him, looking at his face. I smile and he kisses me, soft and slow. He tastes like bubble gum. I can see the stubble on his face, the scar where his brother hit him next to his eye, all the little details that make him. "I love you, sweets," I say softly. He grins and says, "I love you too," and then he tickles me a bit on my side. I laugh and squirm a bit and then I decide to give him a treat.I start nuzzling at his neck, licking it, sucking it, biting it. I like the saltiness. My hand works its way behind him for stability while my other I slide down into my pants. I'm not overly ready yet, but I know he can feel what I'm doing because my hand is trapped between himself and my body. I can feel his breathing quicken and I can feel his cock throbbing hard against me. "Oh, hon..." is what comes out of his mouth as I start to make myself wet, working my fingers around my pussy slowly.It doesn't take long. soon I'm doing my favorite technique, the one where I trap my clit between my first two fingers and make a walking motion with them. My breathing is coming quick and hard, blowing right in my husband's ear. At first he just lays there, probably unsure of what to do. Finally, he takes his arms and puts them around me, giving me a hug and I feel his rough hands going under my shirt and rubbing my back from the top of my pants to the strap of my bra.I feel it building and my fingers move faster and they start to hurt and cramp but I grit my teeth and keep at it. My husband slides his hands down and under my pants, gripping my ass, kneading it. I start humping my hand, feeling it drag across my clit. It gets almost painfully intense and yet I continue. I feel like my orgasm is right there and yet I can't quite reach it. I bite my husband's shoulder. I don't know why. I hear him grunt but he doesn't make me stop.And then it's there. All my breath leaves me. I feel like I want to take a deep breath but I feel paralyzed. It feels like my whole world is drawing up into my tummy. There's nothing but this growing tenseness, and then it breaks. I feel my body relax and then tense again and again, my hand simply cups my pussy as I feel it tightening. I hear my husband grunt and he tense under me and he makes this strangled noise in his throat but before I can look to see if anything's wrong he's already calm again and he's back to stroking my back.I pull off of him to change my clothes, as I got all sweaty and moist, and I look down at my husband's crotch. There's a big wet spot. I'd made him cum in his pants.I still think about this often and it's one of my favorite memories to masturbate to. I hope you enjoyed it.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 63 |
hisfunky.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/hisfunky.txt | Sales, thought Jeff, is hell. This insight into the universe came to him on the 8:00 night flight to Chicago, a trip which had forced the cancellation of his annual Valentine's Day date with his wife. With their dual careers, it was hard enough to get time together for a quiet evening, much less a special occasion. Nancy was lecturing at an academic seminar and had arranged to be back home in time for Valentine's Day especially for him, so he was in a foul mood about leaving town. He arrived at the hotel late, and walked into his room to hear the phone ringing. He picked up the receiver and was surprised to hear his wife's voice. "How was your flight, darling?" He settled down on the bed removing his shoes as they chatted in the way of all married couples. "Have you opened your suitcase yet," she asked. He hadn't, and Nancy said she'd wait while he did so. When he looked through it, he found a small manila envelope neatly tucked under his things. Inside was a pair of small sheer white panties and a velcro circular strap. Coming back to the phone in puzzlement, he heard his wife's explanation. "Honey, I didn't want you to feel totally separated from me tomorrow, Valentine's Day and all, so I put those in for you to wear to work." Jeff's cock pulsed in his pants at the thought. "That way you'll have me with you all day long... Go on, smell them!" He lifted the thin material to his face, and did indeed smell the faint scent of his wife's musk. As an afterthought, he asked about the velcro ring. "Oh, that's something different I was thinking of. Tell you what, we can talk about it tomorrow after you finish your meetings." The rest of the phone call was brief, intense, and definitely no substitute for having his wife in his arms. Afterward, despite masturbating in the bathroom, Jeff still had an erection as he went to sleep. The thought of walking around with his wife's panties on was just too kinky to put out of his mind. The sales meetings the next day were torture. The panties were far too small for him to wear; he had to position his cock carefully at an angle so it didn't keep popping up out of the waistband. The feeling of the material along his shaft kept him in a perpetual state of erection, and he had to walk with particular care since two of the key client contacts were women. Finally, however, the last of the meetings was over and he was riding in a taxi back to the hotel, a signed contract in his briefcase. He was looking forward to getting into his hotel room and stripping off his clothes; he'd come close twice during the day to coming in his pants. The first thing he had to do, though, was check his email. Along with the double-handful of missives from the office there was a note from Janet. He opened that first, and found a brief and cryptic note: "I know what you want, husband dear, but keep your hands off yourself for now. I decided I want you to put on the cock ring, and wait for my call. Love, Nancy." Letting his office mail wait unread, Jeff hurried to get out of his business clothes. He stood, briefly admiring the prominent bulge in his wife's panties, then skinned them down and off as well. His cock bobbed heavily in the air ahead of him as he went to fetch the velcro strap. It took only moments to secure it tightly around the base of his shaft. He debated putting the panties back on, but decided that given his excited state that might be just too much to deal with. He finished dealing with his mail while sitting splay-legged on the chair at the room's working desk, his cock bobbing upward and making it hard to focus on the niggling requests from the office staff. The phone rang just as he closed the last of the emails, and he lifted the receiver to hear his wife's voice saying "Happy Valentine's Day, honey! Did you enjoy my present?" Jeff told her in great and loving detail about just how much he enjoyed it, including the intricate contortions he had taken at times so his erection wouldn't be completely apparent. She urged him to tell her every detail, especially about how his cock felt in her panties. Her voice sounded progressively more husky as he recalled all the ways the silk had teased and tormented him that day. He reached down as they talked and started to stroke his cock, her voice and their discussion making him need to cum soon. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, followed by a voice calling out "Room Service!" His wife on the phone asked him what the deal was, and he told her in no uncertain terms what he thought about being interrupted when he hadn't ordered anything. "Of course you didn't order anything, you lovely idiot! I called it in for you for our Valentine's dinner! Go throw a robe on, for pete's sake, I'll hold on." Grumbling, Jeff made his way to the bathroom to grab the hotel robe, and opened the door a crack. Instead of some anonymous hotel employee, the person outside his door was his own wife Nancy, wearing a full length mink coat, diamond earrings, and glossy black heels. "But you're..." Words failed him as he looked back at the hotel phone. Nancy grinned at him, and pulled a cell phone from one pocket of the coat. "Aren't you going to invite me in, dear?" Without waiting for an answer, she strode through the door, pulling it shut behind her. "Lock that, will you?" When Jeff finished throwing the bolt, he turned around to see his wife gloriously nude except for her heels, nipples swollen, one hand toying in the short curls atop her mound. "Get on that bed," she demanded, and he rushed to comply. She climbed up on the bed and stood over him, one foot on either side of his waist. He could see her labia gleaming damply, and his cock jerked and pulsed from the need for her. With little wasted time, Nancy sank to her knees, grabbing his stiff cock and rubbing the head against her opening, teasing both of them. With a moan of pure sex, she gripped him by the root and dropped her weight onto him, stopping only when her thighs slapped against his and his cock was totally embedded inside her. "Oh gawd..." she mewled, and she came almost immediately, her nails raking across his chest as she quivered and clenched down again and again on his cock, the hot flesh kept swollen and thick inside her by the strip of velcro. For his part, Jeff was thrusting his hips upward raggedly, trying to get past that barrier holding his balls in check. Finally, almost as an afterthought, Nancy reached down and pulled the strap loose. With a hoarse roar, Jeff lifted his wife up off the bed with the force of his arching hips, his balls convulsing as his pent-up explosion filled her to overflowing, their mingled juices running down between his legs to soak the sheets. As he sank back into the bed, his wife rested on top of him, still holding his cock inside her, and breathed into his ear, "Happy Valentine's Day, darling!" ENDCompleted 2003-08-19~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 49 |
never.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/never.txt | After reading the title of this story you could probably guess what it's about, but you'll never believe the shenanigans that transpired last summer when my wife and I went camping. My wife and I had been married for 3 years with no children, yet. Two years younger than me, at age 29, my wife is pretty hot. She's a natural brunette with blonde hair, nice perky tits and as a result of being very athletic her whole life, she has an absolutely perfect ass! It's big, white, round and firm. Her face is cute but she's not a real knockout, she does have a cute button nose and a juicy pair of lips though. What I love most about her is that she's smart; I mean she has a great job and she makes good decisions, I almost always trust her judgment. For privacy reasons we'll call my wife Donna. We live and work in Phoenix, AZ and we both had wanted to get away from our jobs for a while and we were reading all about this great place in Flagstaff to go camping. We decided it would be perfect to get out into nature and away form the city for a few days, so we planned the trip for July 4th weekend. We bought a bunch of camping equipment, rented a big SUV, and headed off for our first camping trip! When we got to the campground we met some nice people who directed us to a more secluded area, since we weren't fishing or boating. We were able to find a great campsite away from all the people and kids and set up our camp. It was around 2PM when we were finished, so we decided to go for a swim. I was in the water cooling off and my wife was laying out working on her tan. It was a scorching hot day and there must have been a couple dozen guys checking out my wife's body. She did look great in her bikini, but I was still a little surprised at how much attention she received. There were men of all ages that seemed pleased by my wife but it was a teenage boy that actually had the balls to approach her. I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying to each other, but Donna did seem to enjoy the attention. I stayed in the water longer because I didn't want to make it seem as if their chatter bothered me, but I was a little jealous. The boy was in great shape and was very good looking. I finally gave in and made my way to the shore."Honey this is Craig, can you believe he's only 16 and he's up here by himself?" She also said that she'd invited him to our campsite and then he headed off to get his gear. I asked my wife why she invited him. "I feel bad for him being all alone, plus he's really cute." I was starting to get pissed off but just went along with it, in order to avoid a scene. So the three of us went back to the campsite and Craig set up his tent, Donna started to get dinner ready, and I started the fire. It was ridiculous, all that Craig had was a tent and a backpack, I mean he had no food or anything. He told us his that he and his family live in a town near bye and that he just loves camping so much so he comes here by himself sometimes. He seemed like a nice kid but there was just something funny about him, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I let Craig drink a few beers with me and Donna was drinking some wine and we told stories and jokes, it was pretty fun. Craig told us that he was a great football player for his high school and that he dated a couple of cheerleaders. Then something unexpected happened, it started raining cats and dogs. It rains like once or twice all year in Arizona and it had to rain now. The fire went out and we said goodnight to Craig and retired to our tent. We were both pretty buzzed and I was looking forward to fooling around. That's when Craig appeared outside our tent asking to come in because there was a big hole in his tent. Donna said, "Of course you can, come in and make yourself comfortable, out tent is plenty big enough." He climbed in to our tent and lay down on the other side of Donna, I was so frustrated at that point and I fell asleep soon thereafter. ***When I woke up in the morning, Donna's panties were on my chest. I looked over at my sleeping wife and found that Craig was gone. I jumped out of the tent only to find his things were gone too. I went back into the tent and looked under the blanket and sure enough my wife was naked. I reached between her legs and felt her pussy and found a sloppy mess. There was cum everywhere! I started to shake my wife and she awoke in a daze and as I angrily questioned her she burst into laughter. I just got up and went outside. I was steaming, I went to the truck and got a cigarette and just tried to cool down. Donna came out of the tent and joined me for a smoke. All she had on was my long sleeve shirt and she looked really hot. That's when she told me everything that happened with Craig. "All I remember is being really drunk and falling asleep with the rain coming down on to the tent. Then I was awoken by a cock entering my pussy. It was dark and my brain was foggy from drinking and sleeping, but it felt good. I was so freaking horny it felt great! I just assumed that it was you and had forgotten that Craig was even in the tent with us. Then I felt how big the cock was and I knew it wasn't you. It kept getting bigger and going into me deeper and deeper, oh my god it was amazing. Then I just felt it explode, it was amazing, we both came at the same time. "He made such a loud grunting sound when he came inside me that I was sure you would wake up, but you didn't. Then when he took his dick out of my pussy and he stuck it in my ass. I'd never been fucked in my ass before as you know - and it took a forceful thrust of his cock to even get it inside. "I couldn't believe how good it felt as our cum acted as a lube in my ass, he was like an engine, just non stop. The whole time he had me by my hair and I was making so much noise. He started talking a lot of shit to me, saying that he was going to impregnate me and that my asshole and pussy would never be the same. I can't believe you never woke up. "He even took his cock and he shot his cum all over my face, it was so nasty. Then after that he fucked me all night, in every hole multiple times. I've never been fucked that good in my life, I'm so soar right now."I was just standing there with my jaw on the ground listening to the details of my wife's fuck fest and then she burst into laughter again. She was looking down at my cock, which was rock hard and bulging through my sweatpants. "Oh my god, you like it don't you? Do you want to hear more?"I didn't say anything and my face was red, inside I was saying "HELL YES!" but I wasn't sure if I should tell her that. "Listen baby," she said. "Early this morning, before he left, he told me the truth. He was lying when he said he was from around here, he's vacationing with his family, and he went back to their campsite. He made all of that up so that he could fuck me last night. Oh, I hope he didn't make me pregnant honey, I don't want a baby right now."I was now in even more shock and that's when Donna pulled my sweats down and started sucking my dick. It felt amazing; my cock was so hot I could feel the explosion coming on. She stopped sucking and started talking, "You like getting your cock sucked? After I sucked Craig's huge cock all night? I've never seen your cock this big before, wow; you must like the idea of your wife sucking some guy's huge cock."It was true, I have a good size penis at seven inches long and five inches thick around, but it's never been as hard as it was then. Even though I have a good size cock I love the idea of an even bigger cock inside of her. I grabbed my slut wife by the hair and shoved my huge cock in her mouth and began to just fuck her right down her throat. About one minute later I pulled my cock out and jacked it off all over her face. It was by far the biggest load I've ever blown; it was so thick and just covered her whole face. I stuck my cock back in her mouth and she sucked the rest of the cum out of me. I went back into the tent and had a chance to just think about this potential life changing incident and all of the sudden I got the idea in my head that Craig had raped my wife. I instantly got another raging hard on and began jacking off furiously. My wife came into the tent and jumped right on my cock. I was lying on my back and she rode me hard while she started talking naughty. "Do you want me to fuck him in front of you baby? Huh? Do you want to watch me suck his huge cock? I want to fuck him again tonight. Do you want to watch your wife getting fucked?""Yes!" I shouted. "You fucking whore!" I grabbed her and pushed her on to her back and started to fuck her so hard and we both came. I felt pretty secure at that time now that we had a good fuck. I knew it would be hard to face Craig and watch him fuck my wife, especially with the idea of rape in my head. I guess I decided to just trust Donna's decisions and make the best out of the situation ahead. If I'd only known then all of the things that were still waiting for us on our camping trip...***~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49 |
voyeur.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/voyeur.txt | I think of myself as sexually normal. I'm not embarrassed by any of my "kinks" except one, which crept up into my life unawares several years ago. Voyeurism had never been on my sexual menu. I'd never had a thought about watching someone else have sex and never really cared at all for those X-rated movies or videos, even though I willingly watched some with my husband. If watching porn movies had ever done anything for me at all for me, it was to make me want sex with my husband afterward, but I always attributed that to my husband's primed desires rather than my own. Then one day I learned something about myself that changed my opinion about my normality when it came to sex.I always took a walk in the evening around dusk. The neighborhood we lived in at the time was very safe and I had a tendency to walk a different way every night, alternating routes just to keep it interesting. One night I was taking my walk a bit latter than usual because it had been a very busy day. It was about 11:00 pm and I was taking walking along a short street between two major streets and there were only a couple houses facing the street I was on. It was a quiet spot since very little traffic ever used this street. As I walked along I couldn't avoid glancing up at a first floor window casually as I approached the house. The light was on and the windows had no curtains on them. It was an older home with one of those long, rectangular windows which reach down close to the floor of the house. In the instant that I glanced at it, I froze in my tracks, I couldn't believe my eyes! A young woman, probably in her early twenties, with short dark hair, was atop prone man on the bed, riding him cowgirl style. She was riding his lap and was totally naked, as was he. My mouth probably was gaping open in my surprise. I couldn't believe that with a window so open to the world like this that their bedroom would have the lights on full-blast and not a curtain to be seen on the window. As the woman moved up and down on the man, her breasts bobbed with her movements. Like I say, I was frozen in place but I looked guiltily around me to see if anyone might have seen me stopping and staring like this. The neighborhood was quiet and dark without a street light anywhere near. Most of the other windows within sight were dark. My first impulse was to accept what I had seen and walk on, maybe a bit embarrassed but no worse for the wear and than go home and tell my husband, who would be at the very least amused.But instead I crept my way and into these people's yard and hid behind some bushes. I knew I was being *very* naughty. My body tingled with excitement and a little shame too. Now I had crossed a line and was peeking so could tell no one. As I watched, the woman, still humping her man, bent forward and kissed him and his hands rose to the sides of her ass and thighs, stroking her tenderly as she bounced up and down on him. I could hear nothing from where I hid because the window was closed, but I could see her say something to him and they quickly changed into the doggie position and she faced my direction (but didn't see me in the dark) as they thrust their bodies together with an ever increasing intensity. Her eyes were closed and she moved her head upward, arching her back.As I watched her mouth formed an "o" like she was moaning. Then she suddenly, her body trembled and than she jerked and looked like she was experiencing an orgasm. He still thrust a few more times =this I saw his hips jerk violently several times then he held himself tightly to her rear, his body tense and straining. I knew he was cumming in her and when she finally collapsed to the bed, he pulled out and tenderly lay next to her, stroking her tit absently.It was over. I think I probably walked backwards carefully for half of the block before turning around and going directly home, which was only another hundred yards or so away. I could not tell my husband what I had seen because I knew if I told him about it, he would know I had watched and I wasn't proud of that. When I arrived home I was blushing and breathing irregularly and not from the exercise. Without telling my husband what was reving up my motor, I "took out" my arousal on him. On his body, riding him like that other woman had doe with her guy, like a cowgirl at the rodeo. 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 48 |
control.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/control.txt | He sat in his living room quietly fuming over his wife's latest outrage. He had been sifting through a box of old pictures, pictures that included their first Christmas together as a couple. Finding some that brought back just how in love he had been with her, he brought them up to the bedroom where she sat playing Words with Friends as usual. She looked up annoyed as he walked up, he wondered for the umpteenth time what she was really doing as her fingers moved across the mouse pad, obviously closing windows.Their marriage had grown increasingly strained in the last few years, with his wife changing from a loving and dedicated wife and mother, to a bitter, malevolent, and contemptuous shrew. He had tried desperately to reconnect with her, but she seemed determined to destroy any and all feelings they might have as a couple. Still, maybe these pictures he had dug up would help remind her he thought. "Look what I found honey, these are from our very first years together, this one is our first Christmas at my Mother's house" She glared at him as he handed her the photos, slowly shutting her laptop "Oh I remember this, look at what a pussy-whipped dork you already were!"He tried again sitting on the bed next to her "Look at this one, from my sister's wedding, don't you remember how in love we were?" She looked annoyed now. "Do I have to remember that, you still look like an idiot," she grated out at him opening her laptop again dismissively. He sat there stunned, amazed really, in all the time they had been struggling she had never treated him like this. He took the photos she had practically flung back at him, walking slowly downstairs, something dripped on his hand and he realized absently that he was crying. Sitting on the couch looking at her in his arms, they were dancing and her hair shone blond, her eyes danced with light and love, he could remember that time in their lives when she loved him. That was really all he wanted back.Their life now was so far from the love he remembered, every sentence between them had become a battleground, one where she fought to define him as worthless, contemptuous, and febrile. He pulled the card and the little ziplock pouch from his pocket, setting them on the coffee table, eyeing them thoughtfully. A friend had handed him a small folder a few weeks back telling him, "Denny old boy, I've been watching you and Jen and I have a feeling you could use this. Call me if you want to discuss it, but more important, if you want your wife back, if you want your marriage back think about calling this number." The card had one word on the front, "CONTROL," spelled out in all capital letters. On the back there was a phone number and one sentence "Take control of your marriage again, call for guaranteed satisfaction."Denny read the card again and again, thinking over the last few years, aching inside he called the number. "Sir," a musical female voice answered, "are you ready to take control?" "Uhm, yes I-I... think so, can you help me" he stuttered, not quite sure what he was getting into. "Our service costs $25,000, and satisfaction is guaranteed, should you decide your needs have not been met we will return your wife and your money to their previous condition. Do you have any questions Sir?" He fumbled with the words; "How, what... I mean, how will you give me control?" "We have a proven technology, one which allows you to control your wife's mood, it involves micro-surgery for your loved one, and a control mechanism for yourself that allows you to directly alter the chemicals and pheromones controlling the moods and emotional state of your wife. I will give you a web address, you can read the details of our proposed contract at that secure site and if you agree to our service contract and pay the fee we will execute services at your discretion." She passed him a website which he quickly pulled up after hanging up. The contract was long and detailed, but the gist was the company guaranteed its services, and promised to give him the power to improve his wife's behavior and overall demeanor. He was torn, this seemed too good to be true, but everything else had failed miserably, all he wanted really was the loving woman he had married, all he wanted was some joy, some lust, some fun again. He filled out the details of the contract, transferred the funds from their savings, and read the instructions.***The next night he made his wife her favorite drink, frozen daiquiri, and brought it up to her as she sat in bed typing furiously. Again she closed the laptop as he walked in, eyeing him suspiciously. "Hey hon, I wanted something cold and sweet, thought you might like one too? Everything going ok up here, how's Word treating you tonight?" She practically snatched the drink from him, and he carefully controlled his expression. "Uh good I guess, thanks for the drink dork."He smiled as he stood, watching her slurp down the daiquiri. "Well, no problem. I'm watching some sci-fi downstairs so I'll let you be." As he walked out she sneered at him, pulling the laptop open again.***An hour later he walked in on her, taking the laptop from her lap he noticed she had a chat window open. She had been chatting with someone named Raoul, she had been sexting actually, he scrolled down feeling less and less guilty about what he was about to do. The chat window discussed his wife's afternoon with Raoul and what amazing sex they had had, apparently his wife was getting the fucking of a lifetime from this guy. Denny, sat on the bed next to his unconscious wife, slowly reading the destruction of his marriage, of his life. Finally, he snapped the laptop closed and looked at the card again. He called the number, it rang twice then picked up. "Sir, how can we help you?" this time a male voice. "My wife is ready, we can start?"The ambulance arrived within minutes and his wife was wisked away quietly, he watched her go, as neighbors came over to enquire. "Oh she just had a fainting spell, but we're going to the hospital to have her watched overnight" he told them as he got into his car. He drove around for a couple of hours alternately seething and questioning his actions. Control, he thought, what will I do with it, how will it work. ***The next day he received a phone call, "Sir, you can come down to our clinic, your wife is ready to come home." He quickly drove to the address they passed him, it was a non-descript building with other medical offices. The receptionist was a flawless little blond, cherry red lipstick and a happy smile, she showed him into a private room where his wife sat. "Oh Denny, I'm so sorry, I must have scared you to death fainting like that!" His wife exclaimed. "I feel so much better now," she said grabbing his hand. "I missed you this morning when I woke up, you know." He just stared at her, and then at the doctor who stood at the foot of the bed, a slight smile on his lips. "Sir," said the doctor, "if I could just have a word." Denny followed the doctor into a private office, "The procedure is complete and successful, your wife has been given a sub-cranial control element which will allow you to adjust her behavior using this wrist based control." He held what looked like a watch in his hand. Denny took the device eyeing it with wonder. The doctor quickly showed him how the device worked, it looked like a regular wristwatch but was actually a sophisticated emotional control mechanism. The face was touch sensitive with a cutout button on the side, another button controlled what aspect of emotion or mood was to be adjusted, the face simply dialed intensity up or down. Watching his wife through the one way mirror built into the wall Denny observed as the Dr. demonstrated all of the settings. The device was keyed to his fingerprint, appearing to be only a digital watch to any other user.He dialed up Joy and his wife was suddenly giddy, laughing joyfully to herself. He dialed up Lust and his wife was suddenly touching herself sensuously back arching in pleasure. Lastly, the Dr showed him the negative mood controls (disgust, fear, anger), and explained, "This is where the real power of the device is, the behavior that drove you here can be trained out of your wife using this power." He handed Denny the device, which Denny slipped onto his wrist carefully. "Sir, I suggest you go slowly with your new power. Adjust your wife gently, and she will respond beautifully. Be careful of your choices, dramatic mood and emotion swings can have unexpected results. We accept no liability for your wife's behavior when you adjust her moods and emotions."Denny carefully adjusted his wife to be calm and joyful again, as she had been when he arrived. As he entered the room, she beamed at him with a beautific smile. "Can we go home love? I feel great, in fact better than I have in years." He helped her dress and they headed home, her in a state of steady joy and calm, Denny in mystified silence. She chatted away on the drive home, happy as a lark, Denny thought about how to handle her cheating, and what he wanted now that he had control. It would be easy he thought to go back to the loving couple that he remembered, to erase the damage she had done. Maybe I'll do that he thought to himself, or maybe I'll play with her a bit first just to get even.***That evening she retreated again to their bedroom, laptop out typing furiously. He hadn't adjusted anything, she was uniformly joyful and calm, but it hadn't seemed to have stopped her urge to chat with Raoul. Denny sat in the living room flicking through the control options; despair, greed, anger, sorrow, lust, disgust, hunger, annoyed... Annoyed he thought, I'll start there. He adjusted the annoyed control, slowly listening to his wife's typing. She slowed as he continued and finally stopped altogether. He flipped through on the control to self-loathing and dialed that up a bit, and then added some lonely. He sat back and flipped on the tv.Within a few minutes he heard the tale tell sound of a laptop slapping shut, he wife came into the living room, looking a bit green. "Honey, are you ok?" he asked innocently. She came over and hugged him, "just feeling a bit lonely up there in our big old room" she said hugging him tightly. She sat down snuggled up with her back to him, and started watching Ascension with him. He dialed down the annoyance, and self-loathing, and increased her happy and loving settings, then threw in some content as well. All very hard to do with her snuggled up, but he managed.She wriggled into him, sighing and sort of shivering, she pulled his arm over her and then practically inhaled him as she snuggled tight against him. Now he couldn't reach the control on his wrist. They sat there snuggling, she asked him a few questions to catch up with the show, and he explained some of the characters and the plot while she listened intently.The next hour passed with her in a state of contented joy, and him in a state of shocked amazement. As the show ended she stirred. "Oohhh, I could just snuggle like this all night, why don't we go to bed honey?" She pulled him up as he turned off the tv, they headed upstairs shutting off lights on the way.As his wife brushed her teeth, he flipped through the control settings wondering what to try next. As he flipped through the settings he came across 'naughty', "I'll just bump that up a bit," he thought. Then of course 'lustful', he carefully adjusted five or six levels up. Jen walked out of the bathroom, pulling her nightie off in one fluid motion, "What are you waiting for big boy? You better get in this bed before I finish without you!" He smiled now, feeling more than a bit stunned, what the hell he thought, this is simply amazing. He brushed quickly and then quickly flipped through the settings looking for anything else to adjust, perverted, he considered it briefly, then dialed it up wondering what naughty, lustful, and perverted would do in combination.As he exited the bathroom, the lights in the room were turned down, Jen was lying on the bed, rubbing her clit sensuously with one hand and squeezing on ample breast with the other. She watched him, smiling as she noted his cock pushing his underwear out. "Lose the undies big boy, you're not going to need those tonight!" He dropped his drawers as he walked to the bed in a daze. She reached out, caressing his balls while she continued to stroke her own pussy, "I'm in a mood stud, I want you to stand there while I stroke myself, let's see if we can come together?" She was sliding two fingers into her cunt now, twisting them deep and hard, her thumb was working her clit at the same time, while her other hand was caressing his balls and cock, teasing his ass. He stood there watching her working her own pussy, her stomach muscles clenching, and her sweet quim dripping around her frenzied fingers. He stroked his fingers over her nipples, twisting one gently, her gasps grew shorter and her fingers worked her sweet pussy even faster. With one hand he scooped some of the juices dripping from her swollen wet cunt up and brought them to her lips, she practically slobbered over his hand, finally climaxing as she sucked her own juices from his fingers.She collapsed back, one hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, the other slowly pulling out of her own grasping, twitching pussy. She lay there shuddering as Denny, as if drawn there, lowered himself between her quivering thighs. Her pussy was swollen and dripping, and her clit was twitching in a state of arousal Denny had never seen before. He slowly lowered his mouth to her slit, licking the juices from her thighs first, and then gently cleaning the areas around her pussy before tasting the sweet nectar between her legs. AS his tongue made contact she spasmed with aftershocks, her hands wrapping in his hair, her cunt pushing up to demand more from his mouth. He licked her slowly from clit to sphincter, and he noticed she arched-up to give him full access to her ass.She had never much liked ass sex before, but here she was spread and quivering as he teased her little brown pucker. He licked his way back to her clit, and gently bit it with his teeth, something that always had annoyed her before, she gasped grabbing his ears, "Ooh, fuck yeah! Fucking bite that dirty little clit! Oh my god!!!" she grated at him. "Lick my ass again you dirty fucker, tongue that dirty ass!" She pushed him lower, and he obliged, giving her ass some strong licks and then slowly spearing her hole with his stiff tongue. She came again, he could feel her sphincter spasming around his tongue, even as her cunt clutched wetly at his nose. He slowly fucked her ass with his stiff tongue, teasing her clit with his slick nose and she screamed out another series of orgasms, finally collapsing, her legs spread and twitching, her cunt pulsating. He just sat back a bit in wonder. This was the woman he wanted, the wife he remembered, or at least wanted to. Her sphincter was pulsating in front of him with aftershocks, and he wondered how far he could go. He dialed up the naughty setting another two notches and eased forward. She was limp, shuddering, and he stroked her gently, her breasts were heaving a bit as she breathed and he palmed them, squeezing her nipples gently. He took first one and then the other in his teeth, mauling them slowly, roughly and then licking them as they hardened. His cock was rock hard, sitting between her ass cheeks as he kissed her neck and licked her earlobes gently. He felt her start to come around, her hands and arms coming around his body, her warm hands pulling him forward.Naughty must have kicked in, he felt her hand reach around, guiding his cock... to her ass? What the fuck, he thought looking at her. She was staring him in the eye, as her hand pulled him forward, his cock wouldn't fit he thought as she lodged him at the entrance to her tight ass, but she pushed back and grunted as his cockhead popped into her ass. Her mouth sought his and she tongued him fiercely while driving her ass onto his cock. It was so tight and hot, he was trembling as she forced herself all the way onto his aching throbbing cock. Finally, he thought he could risk moving inside her and he began slow movements. "Fuck it! Fuck it you bastard! Fuck my dirty ass. OH MY GOD!" she yelled. "I love it! I love your cock in my ass! Oh fuck me like the dirty slut I am! Oohhh! I'm fucking coming on your cock you bastard!!!" she screamed, finally and he exploded in her ass, gasping and coming as she writhed and grinded beneath him shuddering to what seemed her umpteenth orgasm.They collapsed there, his cock buried in her dripping ass, her twitching in mindless ecstasy, her body and mind temporarily sated. He quickly flipped through the settings on his control. Leaving her in 'Joy' and 'Contentment', and increasing her 'Caring' and 'Affectionate' settings. She snuggled over to him, putting her head on his shoulder, hugged him hard and then said, "I love you! I loved that, thank you, you big dirty stud. I'm so happy right now!" Denny lay there, his arms around his wife, wonder on his face and his cock already hard and quivering as he thought of the implications of his newfound control.END--------------------------------------------------------This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act outany of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.--------------------------------------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 82 |
ranch.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/ranch.txt | The following story is fiction. It contains scenes of women and girls, humiliating teen boys. If such a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions.***It all started out three weeks before their summer break. They both lived in the city and it was suggested that they might like a change of surrounds for their holidays. Their parents booked them both into a ranch for the holidays. The boys were informed of the situation and both agreed that it sounded like fun. They both loved the idea of horses and the great outdoors. So it was decided that the boys were to have their first holidays together without their parents.The boys were to be bought appropriate clothing and kit (bags etc.), for their ranch holiday. They were put on a coach (bus) and off they went on the first day. After five hours of travel, they arrived at a country town and were met by an elderly lady named May (who they discovered was the owner of the ranch they were to be staying at). They then traveled an hour to the ranch.When they arrived at the ranch, there did not seem to be anyone around, though May informed them that the other guests had arrived early and the ranch hands had taken them down to the river for a swim. The boys were then shown to their bunk room, told where the bathroom was and that to ready by six for dinner, where they would be introduced to everyone.The boys went to check out the bathroom and get ready for dinner. Andrew had started to shave and the boys decided that Peter would shower while Andrew had a shave. The boys had not seen each other naked since they were five or six years old. So when Peter stripped to have a shower, Andrew could not help but notice his good sized cock. Peter caught a glimpse of Andrew looking at him and surprised Andrew, when he said that seeing Andrew had seen his cock, he thought it appropriate that he should see Andrew's cock. The boys compared cocks and that was about it, as they were not gay, though had just been curious. Andrew did though have a larger cock (when hard, about nine inches long and an inch in diameter), where as Peter though decent (when hard, about seven inches long and just a bit thinner that Andrew). Finally at dinner time, they were introduced to all the guests and ranch hands. The boys soon discovered that they were the only males on the ranch. They didn't mind the look of the girls and women (excluding old May at sixty). The ages of the other females ranged from thirty, down to a couple of twelve year old girls. The dinner was a feast, with plenty of meat, fresh vegetables and even soft drink.After dinner, all the guests were tied and decided to go to their rooms to sleep, to rest up for a big day ahead of learning how to ride a horse and rope the cattle. As the boys were getting changed for bed, they both thought they heard a noise at their window, though when they went to look, they could not see anyone and decided to forget about it. It had in fact been the two twelve year old girls, who had never been around boys and decided to get a glimpse of what teen boys looked like. They were surprised to see the boys naked and were amazed at the size of their cocks. The girls rushed off to their rooms, hoping that they had not been seen, though they had been by a ranch hand, who would keep it as a secret until later on.The following morning May informed the guests that there would not be a lot of work to do and basically they would learn to ride and rope cattle. The last four days of the week would be a chance to muster in the cattle from the surrounding country side.About 11am that morning, they had been learning to saddle and ride the horses for four hours, when May decided they should cool off with a swim in the river. The ranch hands had previously shown the women and girl guests where the river was, so the girls were to show the boys where to go. When they arrived at the river, everyone stripped down to their swimmers and dived in. After twenty minutes, the women and girls got together and decided to play a game of truth or dare with the boys. After the boys accepted the invitation (as not wanting to be unsociable), it was decided that the two twelve year old girls should be able to go first. The first girl to have a go was Samantha. She asked her friend Angela, 'truth or dare'. Angela said 'truth', then Samantha said is it the truth, that you looked at Andrew and Peter naked last night? Angela suddenly looked shocked and the boys were embarrassed. Knowing Angela had taken truth, she decided to confess and stated that Andrew had the biggest cock. Everyone started to laugh, even though the boys were wearing speedos, they covered over their cocks with their hands.The next to have a go, was of course Angela. So she said to the Samantha, 'truth or dare', Samantha no wanting to say she also looked at the boys, decided on dare. Angela said that Samantha must strip naked and remain that way for the rest of the game. Samantha knowing she could not change her choice, stripped naked. Everyone clapped and looked at Samantha's young body with interest. The boys took great interest and soon were getting hard, the women and girls taking notice of this.Susan (who was twenty-one), stated that one of the boys should be next. Before the selection was made, it was decided that everyone should be naked, as to not embarrass Samantha further. The boys shamelessly agreed with all the women and girls, and everyone stripped naked. Next to issue a 'truth or dare' was Peter. He chose Andrew and Andrew selected dare. Andrew was dared to stroke his cock for a minute, so that he could show his full size. Andrew once again was embarrassed, though went through with the dare. He stroked his cock, using both hands, until the cock was full size and a drop of pre-cum showed. All the while, the women and girls were clapping, and Samantha and Angela even started to rub their tender young cunts.Next to issue a 'truth or dare' was Karen (who was eighteen). She chose Peter, who had also been watching Andrew intently. Peter chose dare and this is where the fun started. Karen told him to get down on all fours and suck Andrew's cock. Peter complained and stated that he was not gay. Karen informed Peter that he must do as he is told, as he had embarrassed Andrew and he must now be embarrassed. Andrew tried to stick-up for Peter, but all the five women and girls, said it must be done, or the game would be over.Peter reluctantly agreed and knelt down to suck Andrew. As Peter's mouth touched Andrew's cock, he suddenly felt something strange, Karen was rubbing her hand up and down the crack of his ass. What happened next was worst of all. Andrew was watching the scene before him, when he looked up and discovered Sally (who was twenty), taking photos with her digital camera. Sally told Andrew not to stop Peter, as the photos were going to be used as blackmail and the boys were now going to do what ever the females told them to do. Next the boys were forced into a '69' position and forced to suck each others cocks. The girls and women were enjoying the action, rubbing their pussies and watching Sally humiliate the boys, as many more photos were taken. As the boys were ready to cum, Sally informed them to lay on their backs and cum on themselves. When they had finished, they were lick the cum from each others bodies, which they did as requested.When this was all done, Sally informed the boys that Samantha and Angela needed cleaning, the boys didn't understand, as they had not cum on them and didn't see any dirt on them. Sally seeing the boys were confused, said that they were to give the two girls a licking. This time the boys understood and thought they may actually enjoy it. The boys got to work licking the young girls cunts, they tasted sweet and no hair was in their way. The girls were squirming and moaning, when Sally next told the boys to suck the girls asses clean. The boys started to object, though Sally informed them that they had been having sexual contact with underage girls and the photos would be held against them, should they not comply, the boys agreed and went to work. The boys even pushed their tongues into the girl's assholes, this brought each girl to orgasm. Samantha and Angela then stated that they needed to pee. Karen told the two boys to lie on the ground and that the girls would kneel over them and piss on them. The boys thought this was disgusting, though actually enjoyed the warm fluid being sprayed on them and did enjoy the view as it passed through each girls pussy lips. Each girl was then to have their pussies cleaned by the boys, the boys got to work and within minutes the girls were having another orgasm, as they were sensitive from their first not long ago.After all of this was over, the boys were told to grab their speedos and clean off in the river. When they had finished and reached the bank, they discovered that the women and girls were gone, so went back to the bunk house to get dressed. Though unbeknown to the boys, the ranch hands (Mel and Amy, both thirty) had seen the actions and decided they would like to play that evening.After dinner and around 9pm, everyone was in their rooms, when Mel came to the boy's door and knocked. The boys were still awake, talking over what had happened during the day and should they pack-up and leave, when they heard the knock at the door. Peter went and answered the door. Mel asked could she come in, as she had something important to talk to the boys about, the boys agreed and Mel entered, closing the door behind her. Mel informed the boys, that her and Amy knew what happened this afternoon and do they wish to get revenge and may even get the chance to fuck the women and girls, the boys quickly agreed. Mel then said to the boys to get dressed and come to the barn with her.When they reached the barn, Mel opened the door and they boys walked in to discover Susan, Karen and Sally hanging from the rafters in special designed sex swings, with three horses licking their cunts. Around the barn were video cameras set up and in the far right hand corner, they could see Amy lying on some hay and getting licked out by the two younger girls. Mel told the boys to get naked and have their way with the girls. Once the boys were naked and about to fuck the women, the scene suddenly changed.Amy grabbed both boys by their cocks and stated that the situation has changed, they were not going to be fucking the women, as the boys were now the ones who were going to be fucked. As all the women and girls gathered around, they were informed they could do what they liked to the boys, though could leave no scares or bruising. The boys were put in the sex swings and tied down. A trolley was brought out by Mel, on the trolley were cock and ball restraints, two big jars of Vaseline, dildos of different sizes and shapes [ranging from small butt plugs, to strap-on dildos and even a massive black, double ended dildo (twenty inches long and two inches thick)] and finally two strange face restraints (called mouth gags) with small dildos in the middle.The action began, with Samantha and Angela being shown how to put the cock and ball restraints on the boys, they were informed that the boys were hard, but this was to stop them from cumming and to remain hard, until the time was right to release the cum. Next made the boys really frightened, Karen and Sally picked up the two small butt plugs, with only a small dipping of Vaseline, pushed them into the boy's asses and of course showed no mercy. The boys cried out in pain, Amy now put the mouth gags into place and forcing the small dildos into the boys mouths, informed everyone that this was done, so that any future groans and cries from the boys, would not be heard by May.Mel now spoke to all the women and girls clearly, so that the boys could hear. She said to the girls to take some digital photos of the boys, for their personal safe keep and then started on how they should fuck the boys. All were told that the small butt plugs would loosen the boys, though bigger were to come and that the girls should be allowed to start with the small hand-held dildos. Samantha and Angela being a bit compassionate for the boys, slowly withdrew the butt plugs and with greased-up dildos, inserted them in the boy's asses. They went to work on the boys, slowly pulling and then pushing the dildos in and out of their asses. When the girls were finished, the women decided to take a different approach and suggested that Peter may be ready for a good fuck from his friend Andrew.Andrew was released from his swing and was told to grease up his nice cock. Neither Peter or Andrew wanted this to happen, though they were in no position to complain and so Andrew started to insert his cock into his friend. Peter was very tight, the dildo had loosened him, though Andrew was still to big and it was actually hurting both Peter and Andrew, as Andrew tried to push his way in. Karen decided to encourage Andrew to push all the way into his friend, so she had Andrew spread his legs a bit, greased-up a ten inch dildo (one and half inch thick) and slowly slid the dildo in and out of Andrew. When Karen had the dildo all the way into Andrew, with much pain shown, Andrew was instructed to push himself all the way into Peter, or that worse would come and he would not like it. With both boys in pain and not being able to cry-out due to the mouth gags, the fucking continued with each push Karen gave, Andrew had to give and Peter just had to take. All the girls and women would take time to wank and play with the cocks and balls. The boys could not cum, due to the restraints and had to suffer the agony, of no release.It was now decided, that the boys should be able to accept something bigger, so Andrew was placed in a sex swing facing Peter and then the twenty inch (two inch wide), double ended dildo, was slid into the boys asses and with the women and girls slowly pushing the swings together, the dildo slowly disappeared, with much delight from the women and girls. This went on for about ten minutes, when Amy and Mel stated the night had to end with one final act.The last act of the night was to be seen, with Amy and Mel bringing out two wonder-full black stallions. The horses looked proud and the boys looked on in terror, while the women and girls just looked on in amazement. The horses were brought above the boys and as the horse cocks were greased-up, the girls were allowed to play with the stallion's balls. The large cocks, were slowly introduced to the boy's asses and so as not to cause internal damage, Amy and Mel allowed the cocks to enter only eleven inches. The other women and girls slowly pushed and pulled the sex swings, so as to give the boys a slow fucking. After five minutes the girls were told to take the gags and cock and ball restraints off the boys. The boys were hurting and crying, though still remained hard and were ready to cum. While the women still helped with the horses fucking the boys, the girls quickly wanked the boys. As the horses released their cum inside the boys, the boys released a gush of cum over themselves and passed-out, with pain, crying and relief.Everyone was cleaned-up, the videos and cameras put away and the girls quickly went to bed. Mel who had medical knowledge, checked that the boys were alright and they were dressed and the women carried them back to their rooms and put them to bed. During the night Mel and Amy would check-in on the boys to make sure they were alright. The next morning at five, the boys were waken by Mel, given some medication and something to eat and informed that they were to stay in bed today to recover from the night before.There was only four days left to go of the ranch holiday, which was to be the muster and the boys were told to take the day of rest, so as to ready for more adventure. May being concerned for the boys, was informed by Amy that they were probably just suffering from a bit of heat stroke from the day before of swimming and would be ready for the muster the following days.The first three days of the muster went well, only that once they were out of sight of the ranch and May, the boys were instructed to strip, had the cock and ball restraints put on and were told to ride their horses naked, with only a towel on their saddle, so as to stop saddle sore and chaffing.The morning of the last day of the muster, was just to have Peter and Andrew to put on a show for the women and girls, and this was to be videoed. Andrew and Peter were to have their restraints taken off. They were to suck and fuck each other and cum in each others asses. Both boys' assholes had nearly returned to normal size, so it was still a turn on for the women and girls to watch each boy squirm and cry, as they fucked each other. The boys had to lick each others asses clean and the final humiliation was that the boys should lick all the women's and girl's cunts and asses clean (it was not as much fun this time, as no person had washed for four days). Everyone dressed and with a return to the ranch, the muster was completed.The following morning the ranch holiday was completed, with everyone (exception being May), given a copy of the photos and videos and sent on their way home. Nothing more was to come of the dominating of the boys, though of course the boys never did return to the ranch. There will be more stories in the future, though if anyone has any comments, or would like to send stories or photos to me, please e-mail me at the following address; [email protected] forward to hearing from you."Best Boy."~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 52 |
madisons.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/madisons.txt | Madison leaned on her pillow with a mischievous grin. She squeezed her husband's cock, surprised to find it hard so soon after lovemaking. "So this talk of me with another man really does turn you on," she said. She rolled over to fish another condom out of the bedside drawer. When she found one, she lay on her back, parted her legs, and smiled at Ryan as he climbed between them. Ryan took the condom, unwrapped it, and rolled it onto his penis."Yes," he answered. "It does." The condom in place, he thrust himself into her, and began pumping. "I don't know if it's something I really want to happen. But I do think about it all the time. I even masturbate to it." Madison wrapped her arms around his neck and coaxed him down to lay on top of her. Ryan cooperated, and the couple lay face to face as they made love. "I just don't know how I'd react emotionally.""You know you're all the man I need, right?""Of course. It's just a fantasy. I don't understand it.""Mmmm," sighed Madison. "I enjoy making love to you," she said with a kiss."I know you do. It's just fun to think about." "It does sound fun." Then, giggling impishly, "Like what if he's got a better body than you? Or a bigger dick? Fun is right!" "You better stop if you don't want me to cum right now," Ryan said sheepishly. Madison widened her eyes in mock surprise. "Maybe he'll be better in bed. Or give me multiple orgasms. Would that do it for you?" Ryan increased his thrusts, and tightened his fingers around her arms as he usually did before he came. "What if he fucks my brains out all night long, and ruins you for me, so I never want you again? Is that what you want?""Oh God," bellowed Ryan, ramming himself into her one last time, holding there for a few moments before he collapsed on top of her. "Oh God, I love you so much." They lay panting for a few minutes before Ryan carefully gripped the condom by its base, pulled himself out of her, and rolled over. He lay on his side and passionately kissed his wife as he took it off. Madison moaned a little. She was happy her husband had enjoyed himself so much, even if she was a little disappointed that their second session that night went by so quick. His pleasure was the main reason she made love, she thought to herself. They started cuddling, as they always did after making love. "So what if it actually happened?" She asked."Mmm? You mean...?" he started sleepily. "I mean me with another man. How would you react?""It's just a fantasy," he said, the words almost swallowed by a yawn."Of course."In a few minutes, Ryan started snoring. When she was sure he was sound asleep, she reached between her thighs and quietly diddled herself to orgasm. **Dean owned the contracting company that was renovating Madison and Ryan's home. Just 35, he was confident, with boyish good looks, and a body like Adonis. To keep cool in the summer heat, he wore cutoff shorts and rugged boots while he worked. No shirt. His tan torso glistened with sweat. He was dedicated, too. Often, while his crewmen took their long breaks, Dean would work by himself on this or that project to speed up the day's progress. Madison wanted him. She wasn't just attracted to him. She didn't just have a crush on him. "Lust" was too soft a word for what burned in her. She needed Dean in a way she didn't remember needing any man before. She was committed to doing everything in her power to have him. At first, she had resisted the impulse. She loved her husband. She couldn't see herself as an adulteress. But as the days of the contractors' work stretched into weeks, Madison's resolve wore down. Every time she passed through his work area, ribald thoughts would distract her from home office matters for hours. Yesterday, he had finally picked up on her signals, and they had begun flirting shamelessly. She had been subtly trying to get Ryan's permission. She thought Ryan might even enjoy it. But she couldn't press the issue without giving herself away. Not worth it. Madison decided it was easier to get forgiveness than permission. Dean and Madison's flirtations continued. He started calling her "Maddie," a nick she hadn't used since high school. She liked it when he called her that. She liked almost anything Dean did. But much as they flirted, Dean never made a move. Madison knew if she wanted anything to happen, she would have to take action herself. But what if I've misread him? What if he's not interested at all? Other scary thoughts crept into her head. What if he tells Ryan? Madison pondered the possibility of losing the comfortable life her husband's income bought her. But one Thursday morning, Madison caught sight of Dean's six-pack abs, and the matter was decided. Since the contracting work would be done soon, she knew it was now or never. Her body went on a mission. Consequences no longer mattered. Madison set aside her work, went to the bedroom, and changed into a pair of kaki shorts and tank-top which showed off her light shoulders. Now she needed an excuse to spend some time with Dean to make her intent known. Just before lunch, she went to the kitchen and made a large pitcher of fresh lemonade. She brought it to the work area, serving it to the workers, taking special care to sit next to Dean, touching her legs to his. She made small talk, and laughed a little too hard at Dean's jokes. Soon, all the workers wandered off for lunch. When she realized they were finally alone, Madison bit her lip, and searched for Dean's eyes. He avoided her gaze at first, not sure if he wanted to go through with what was obviously taking place. He paused, and with a deep breath, looked her in the eye. He caressed her bare thigh, and smiled. Madison breathed a sigh of relief and leaned into him. He took her in his arms, and they kissed for a long time. When they stopped, Madison stood up and extended her hand. Dean took it, and followed her to the bedroom. When they arrived, Dean sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Madison down next to him. He leaned in to kiss her again, and ran his fingertips up the side of her bare leg to the edge of her shorts. Gripping them by the hem, he gave them a brief tug, to hint where he was going next. Then he took her tank-top in both hands and, with Madison's full cooperation, pulled it up over her outstretched arms. Tossing it aside, he paused to admire her body. He smiled when he realized that her choice of a sexy lacy bra proved that this wasn't as spontaneous as it might have seemed. Madison had planned to be seen topless today. For her part, Madison didn't let on that she was in a frenzy. With her long fingernails, she combed through the blond curls on Dean's bare chest, trying to seem casual. She wanted to taste him. She wanted him in her. Her heart raced while Dean's eyes traced the contours of her breasts, hips, and neck. She couldn't wait anymore. She unbuttoned the top of Dean's cutoffs, cuffed her thumbs all the way into the waste-band of his underpants, and hurriedly pulled down while Dean lifted his ass off the bed to help. Leaving his trousers in a heap at his feet, she grinned a goofy grin. Dean's cock hung between his thighs on the edge of the bed, not quite erect. Even semi-flaccid, it was impressive. Much bigger and better looking than Ryan's. Despite herself, she stared for a moment before returning her gaze to Dean's eyes. Dean didn't seem offended at the liberty she had taken.Madison knelt beside the bed and parted Dean's legs with her hands. Dean's cock throbbed and grew a little in anticipation. She took his cock into her hand and stroked it. She saw the metal of her wedding ring touching the flesh of another man's penisand she didn't care. All that mattered in that moment was Dean's glorious cock. She kissed the head lightly, dabbing a bit of pre-cum with her tongue, then took him into her mouth and sucked. Dean sighed and laughed a little. Leaning back on his hands, he relaxed to enjoy the sensation of Madison's mouth. She was skillful. Little did he know she had a mission. Not that it would have mattered to him in the least. It wasn't long before he was fully erect, and aching for release. Sensing Dean's need, Madison knew the timing was right. She stood up between his legs, and began unbuttoning her shorts.Dean sat up on the edge of the bed and helped her undress. Even though Madison could tell that his need was urgent, she was surprised at his control. His movements as they undressed her were hurried, but not clumsy. After she unfastened her shorts, Dean assisted their drop to the floor. Same with her bra.Finally, she was completely naked. Dean stood up next to her, embraced her, and kissed her. Madison enjoyed the feeling of his erect penis against her bare skin. From the way he let it linger, she guessed he enjoyed it too. She cooperated when he used his arms to position her bent over with her hands on the bed. She liked it that way too. *Now I'm going to get it!* She thought excitedly. But he didn't enter her right away. There was a pause.She heard the dresser drawer behind her open, then he said, "Madison, I didn't bring any condoms today. Do you have any?" *No! What guy gets to THIS POINT and gets conscientious about protection?* "Um, no, I was... I just assumed you would have one," she fibbed. She didn't mention the box of Trojans in the bedside drawer. "Look, I'm sorry, I don't have one. I really don't have any diseases though, if you're willing to trust me. And I swear I'll pull out." Madison smiled. *Oh no you won't.* "I guess I'll have to trust you," she said. *Now get over here and FUCK ME.* Dean smiled and resumed his position behind her. She felt his fingers caress her labia; then she felt the head of his cock penetrate her cunt; then the shaft, then... oohhhhh. He was much bigger than she was used to. It hurt just a little. It felt great a lot. Madison fell forward on the bed and let Dean take control. Dean grabbed her hips and gently pumped her. Within just a few minutes, Madison was clutching the bedspread and making squealing noises. "Oh Dean. Oh... Dean. It feels so good. It feels too good." Taking the cue, Dean pumped harder, ramping up the pace until he was ramming her. She pulled hard on the bedspread, curled her toes, and completely lost control. "OH DEAN. OH MY GOD YES. OH DON'T STOP, PLEASE DON'T STOP. OHHH!" she called out as she exploded in orgasm. Dutifully, Dean kept pumping as Madison kept calling out. Gradually, Madison calmed down. When Dean was sure she was satiated, he slid himself out of her, and turned her over on her back. Then, parting her legs, he lay on top of her and re-entered her. "Mmmmmm," she purred. "That was amazing," she said, staring into his eyes. "Glad you liked it," he said, resuming pumping. He hardly noticed that Madison had wrapped her powerful legs around his waist, and had begun using them to modulate his thrusts. He certainly didn't realize that when he came, whether or not he came inside her wouldn't be entirely up to him, but would be at least up to whether those legs could hold him. Already Dean had lasted longer than Ryan normally did, and he showed no signs of stopping. He continued for a long time, varying the force of his penetrations and his rhythm until Madison came twice more. Dean was incredible in bed. Finally, Madison sensed his orgasm building. Though exhausted and covered with sweat, she moved her hips to match his need. "Nnngh," he grunted, mustering the strength to hold off for as long as possible. Madison grabbed his ass and pulled him in deeper. "Nnnnngg... god," he gasped. "Oh Maddie. Oh MADDIE!!" He grabbed her hips, and started to push away as if to pull out of her, but Madison remembered her mission. She wrapped her legs as tightly as she could and pulled him in hard. "OH GOD MADDIE OH YES," he shouted, bucking wildly before finally giving in. He pumped into her one last time, then collapsed on top of her, panting. Madison kissed salty sweat off of his chest. She savored the wetness of his cum oozing out from between her thighs; the musky scent of his sexuality. Madison and Dean cuddled for several minutes before arranging to meet for more sex that weekend at a hotel. Dean didn't bother to bring protection to their later liasons either. Though Madison didn't know it, those liasons weren't necessary to her mission: she and Dean and conceived that afternoon on the bed. Even had she known, she still would have gone to the hotel with him, of course. Dean's company finished renovating their home in a few weeks. When Dean found out Madison was pregnant, he briefly took the posture of the noble gentleman who wanted to father the baby. But eventually he disappeared from Madison's life altogether. Madison had expected he would. Dean wasn't the kind of guy she could expect to land for a committed relationship. Madison weighed whether or not to tell Ryan about Dean. It was his fantasy, after all. But Ryan had made clear it was just a fantasy. And with the baby on its way, some things were better left unsaid. Instead, she let Ryan believe that a condom had broken. Ryan trusted Madison completely, and never suspected a thing. She resisted the impulse to name their darling son Dean.END |
photo.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/photo.txt | My husband Jack was away on a business trip and I was feeling a bit lonely. Just pottering around the house. There is only so much housework you can do before you go out of your mind.There was a knock at the door and two boys, one about 16 and the other slightly younger. They wanted to earn some money and asked if they could cut the grass or do some odd jobs. They look so cute that I couldn't resist and I let them mow the lawn.They did the front lawn first then went around back. I thought I would have some fun and lay on a lounger near the patio window so they could see me if they bothered to look in. I was only wearing a housecoat and panties. I removed my panties with the intention of flashing my pussy at them. But I waited and waited but they seemed really busy and laying there with the hot sun shining through the window, I fell asleep.I was startled by banging on the window. It was the older boy. He was pressing what looked like a photo to the glass. I went over to get a closer look and was shocked to see it was an instant picture of me with my legs wide open and no panties and my shaved pussy was clearly visible, as was my face. There was no mistaking that it WAS me.I slid the door open and he still held the photo high for me to see. I grabbed it from him and tore it into shreds.'That was your copy!' He said. 'We have plenty more. Tommy took the rest home for safe keeping.''What do you want?' I demanded.'Some of your sweet pussy of course. We thought you might be interested in letting us have some, seeing as you were showing it off but we just wanted to be sure. That's why we took the photos.''No! I don't want to have sex with you; I was just wanting to tease you a bit.' I said blushing.'Well we're gonna tease you right back and fuck you good, you fucking cock teaser.''I can give you money for the photos...''Fuck that! We want pussy, and sweet shaved pussy like yours will be a real treat.''OK! You win. But you promise to give me all of the photos back.''I swear on anything you like, we just want pussy. You can have all of them back.'I nodded my agreement and returned to sit on the lounger. The boy, who I later found out, was called Dave, took out his mobile phone. 'Hi! Yes it all set, we can do anything we want to her, bring the photos back.'On hearing what he had said about 'Doing anything they wanted.' Struck a cord and got my juices flowing. I hadn't really wanted to have sex with them but now, well, perhaps it wouldn't be so terrible after all.Dave came over and stood beside me. 'Lie down!' He commanded. I did as he said.'Open your dressing gown and let me see your tits.' My hands were trembling as I followed his orders. He stood admiring my body. 'Spread your legs slut! Show me your shaved cunt.' His harsh words were having an effect on me; I could feel my juices flowing. When he noticed how wet I was getting, he said. 'You are a fucking whore, this is turning you on.' And with that he roughly jammed a finger straight up inside my pussy. The force and the shock of it made me climax.'What a slut! We sure hit pay dirt with you Hunny.'Before I regained control of myself, he was stripped and on top of me shoving his young cock into my now willing pussy. He was thrusting into me and sucking on my nipples, first one then the other. I was just starting to reach another climax when I was distracted by the younger boy Tommy, returning. 'Wow! Fuck the bitch good!' He shouted as Dave started to cum inside me.As Dave slumped on top of me after his climax, Tommy came and stood by my head and dropped his pants around his ankles. He had very sparse pubic hair around his young but very hard cock. He threw the photos down and said. 'Suck me!'I hesitated with him being so young but he grabbed my nipple and squeezes and twisted it hard. A searing white flash of pain shot through my breast from his forcefulness.'Do it!' He almost screamed. 'Suck me!' I felt really intimidated and was surprised to feel this way at the hands of one so young. As I hadn't obeyed immediately, he once again gripped my nipple hard but he didn't twist it this time, he just pulled in an upward direction, so hard that I almost came to a sitting position. Only for Dave's weight holding me down, I think I may have.The strangest thing happened. The terrible pain I was experiencing in my nipple and breast caused me to climax once again.I could vaguely hear Dave saying. 'See! I told she was a complete slut.'Just then Tommy grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. 'Suck it you fucking cunt! Suck me!'I did, I opened my mouth and let him shove his young cock in as far as it would go. He thrust himself against my face, fucking my mouth as though it were a pussy. It didn't take many thrusts before he groaned as an orgasm overcame him and he poured his young cum down my throat.They spent the rest of the afternoon taking turns fucking my mouth and pussy. Occasionally young Tommy liked to get rough and abuse my nipples and breasts and this I found to be a new source of sexual pleasure.Just before they left, Tommy told Dave to hold my ankles high and spread my legs wide. Dave stood over me facing my feet and did as Tommy instructed. Tommy knelt on the lounger and started to finger fuck me and play with my clit, as I was becoming aroused he raised his arm and brought his hand down with a hard slap directly on my pussy lips. Their cum that was still in and on me, splattered everywhere as a sharp pain ran through my whole being with the most incredible orgasm I had ever experienced.They returned to use me quite regularly and also brought some other friends to use 'Their Slut'.Thankfully my husband works away a lot...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 52 |
alesson.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/alesson.txt | There are people who will not like some of the things that I write in this story. If you are of the opinion that the south will rise again (or that it should), if you are convinced that the American Civil War was fought for financial reasons or to secure state's rights then I highly recommend that you skip this story. Some of the things I write here will offend your sensibilities.I will admit that a lot of what happened to me is a result of my racist upbringing. If I had not been raised in a small southern town by racist parents and if all of my friends had not been racist I might not have done the things that I did. For it was my misguided actions that triggered the events that I'm writing about, events that changed the lives of both me and my husband. I'm not saying that I deserved what happened to me, or what is still happening to me. But I can't deny that I brought it on myself.My husband and I met in college, Ole Miss of course. We met in our sophomore year and dated a few times. We dated off and on in our junior year too. It seemed that we got a little better at it each time. By half way through our senior year we were, well, maybe not engaged yet, but we had an understanding.We got married as soon as we graduated. We had both been hired right after graduation by the same company. My new husband, Paul, is the same age as me, twenty-three. My parents loved him. He is a southern boy from a town on the other side of the state. But we had the same basic upbringing and the same values.Paul was very smart and very good looking. He was not a jock by any means. That was okay with me. I wasn't fond of jocks. He was five foot ten, slender, not muscular but quite fit. He had a smile that could melt glass and a warm personality. Everyone loved Paul and I was proud that he was my husband.I guess I should describe myself as well. My name is Jolie. I stand five feet tall and weigh right at a hundred pounds when my hair is wet. I have shoulder length blonde hair and I don't wish to sound vain but I'm pretty good looking myself. I have a nice figure. My breasts are B cups. That may not sound big, but on my small frame they look just right. They are perky and very sensitive. I have what my husband describes as a "butt like a fifteen year old." I'm assuming he is referring to the way it sits up high and tight like a young girl's.The reason that Paul and I kept getting back together every time we split up was that we both loved sex and when we made love it was magical. We were perfect together. There was never a time that he didn't ring my bells when we had sex. We were both open to just about anything that two people could do together. All the normal stuff anyway. There was none of that bondage stuff or pain or anything, and nothing involving other people of course. And certainly none of that bathroom stuff.That left a lot of room to play though. I loved to kiss and be touched. I loved it when he ate my pussy and I loved it nearly as much when I sucked his cock. He is a very good lover too. We could, and often did fuck for hours. He has a nice seven inch cock that has never let me down yet.The trouble started a little more than a year after we had been at work at our new jobs as research assistants for a pharmaceutical firm. We were both making very good money and had great futures. We were living a charmed life and we knew it.Then things changed. A black man moved into the house next door to ours. Maybe if he had moved in down the block, just maybe things would have worked out differently. But our Deep South sensibilities were really offended by the idea of a black man living right next door. We tried to ignore him at first. But just the fact that he was living next door was a constant irritant. To make matters worse, he was separated or divorced and his two teenage sons were always spending weekends and holidays with him. A couple of times Paul or I had to chase his kids out of our yard. I suppose that we could have been a little more tactful when we did. We said some things that weren't very nice. I yelled at his youngest son one day and called the kid a couple of names. I guess the kid told his father because he came to my door that evening and instead of the apology that he was probably looking for we were pretty rude to him as well. We didn't actually call him names. But we said some things that weren't very nice to him too.I'm sure that you have heard the expression, "If looks could kill." That night I saw it. I had never seen such pure hatred in another person's eyes. He never said word. He just stared at me for a second. Then he turned and walked back to his house.A chill ran up my spine as he walked away. Paul closed the door and we went back into the living room and talked about putting our dream house on the market and moving away from that man. The trouble was that we had just bought the house. We owed much more than it was worth. It would be a couple of years before we could afford to sell. We were just going to have to put up with having that man living next door until he moved or we could sell.I noticed that the other people on our street didn't seem to have a problem with our new neighbor. They would talk to him when they saw him outside and they seemed pretty friendly. Soon he was being invited to neighborhood get-togethers on a regular basis. That made things uncomfortable for Paul and me. We had been forced to leave a couple of gatherings because he showed up. Cathy, the woman that lived on the other side of me, came over for coffee one morning not long after he moved in and went on and on about how nice he was. I didn't understand her. She was a good southern girl just like me! I wanted to say something to her but for some reason I felt uncomfortable and I just let her go on until I could change the subject. Paul and I thought our perfect world had been turned on its side. Our charmed life had begun to lose some of its luster. We couldn't sit around our pool out in the backyard without thinking that a black man lived next door and might even be in his back yard at that very moment. I didn't feel comfortable wearing my bikini in my own pool.It wasn't like he was doing anything in particular that we could complain about. His yard was always perfectly manicured and he certainly didn't let his house go. He was quiet. We never heard any of that loud, obnoxious music that those people listen to. He didn't have parties. It was just that where Paul and I were from the races didn't mix. White people didn't live next door to those people. It just wasn't done.Several weeks after the name calling incident, a terrible thing happened. Our supervisor had a stroke. He woke up in the morning and was taking a shower when it hit him. Everyone was upset. He had been very popular and a lot of fun to work for. Unfortunately, it was a pretty major event and he would never recover enough to return to work.There were seven of us in our department, not counting our supervisor. I was the only female in our department. Most of the guys were in their forties and fifties. The only exception was Taylor. Taylor was in his early thirties. I suppose that it was unusual for a husband and wife to work together the way we did. But when we had applied for the jobs at a job fair held on campus we had made it clear to the people that interviewed us that we were going to be married and they didn't have a problem with it.Everyone got along great at work and we had a really laid back little group. We were all afraid of what our new supervisor was going to be like and how he or she would change the dynamics of our little group.You may have seen this coming, but Paul and I didn't. The plant manager came in one afternoon to introduce our new supervisor. I almost screamed out loud when it turned out to be our next door neighbor, whose name was Mr. Anderson. Everyone gathered around while the plant manager introduced him. Paul and I stood behind the others. We were the most junior anyway and it was probably appropriate for us to be the last to meet him.I was scared to death and I am sure that Paul was too. I could just see our entire future going right down the drain. I didn't doubt for a moment that we were about to lose our jobs and I knew better than to ask what kind of a reference he would provide. I could see our entire lives going up in smoke. We would lose our jobs and our reputations, our house and our cars. We could never work in our field again. In fact, we could probably never get another job in any related area. We were certain to lose our security clearances when he found some pretext to fire us.I will give the man credit. There was never a hint in his face that he recognized us. He didn't give us dirty looks or gloat. Nothing! He nodded and shook our hands when we were finally introduced to him, just exactly like he greeted our co-workers.After we were all introduced the plant manager left and Mr. Anderson smiled and said, "Gentlemen, and lady, I'm not one to stand on formality. I want you all to call me Doyal. The name is Gaelic and means 'dark stranger'. My grandmother was from Ireland. We are a small department and will be working closely with each other. I have your personnel files in my briefcase and if you can spare me a little time I would like you to join me in my office one at a time so that I can get to know a little about you."He sounded so reasonable, so pleasant.He turned to Karl and said, "Karl, I believe that you have the most seniority. Shall we start with you?"Karl walked off with Doyal and they chatted pleasantly about sports as they walked away.The rest of us went back to work. I don't think that the others noticed the look of despair on the faces of me or my husband. We glanced at each other and I knew Paul well enough to know that he was thinking the same thing that I was. Life as we knew it was over. We were about to lose everything.We all looked up expectantly when Karl came back. He was smiling and it was obvious that he liked our new supervisor. He said, "You're up next Neal. Nothing to worry about, he's a great guy. I'm going to like working with him. He really knows his stuff too. I'm really impressed."The rest of our co-workers filed out one at a time by seniority, Neal, Travis, Ron, and Taylor. They all came back smiling and looking forward to working with Doyal. When Taylor came out he turned to Paul and me and said, "Doyal said to send you kids in together since you are married."I dreaded this. But I felt better that I wasn't going in there alone. I was terrified. I actually didn't think that he would fire us right away. He would keep us around for a few days or a few weeks and make our lives hell. Then he would find, or make up, some excuse to fire us. Our co-workers finally noticed that we weren't as happy about our new supervisor as they were. We got some curious looks as we headed out into the corridor and down one door to the small office next to our lab that now belonged to Doyal Anderson.We stopped in the corridor and looked at each other. I could see that Paul was just as scared as I was. That didn't do anything to reassure me.There didn't seem to be anything to say, so we walked the fifty feet to his office door. I don't think I would have been any more afraid if there was a gallows in that small office.Paul tapped on his door and he opened it and held it for us. We walked in and he waved his hand towards the two chairs in front of his desk. We took our seats and he sat down in his chair behind his large, wooden desk. There were two stacks of personnel files on his desk. One with the five files of our co-workers in it and the smaller stack with just Paul's and mine. We hadn't been working here all that long and our files were much thinner than the others.Doyal didn't say a word. He picked up our files, one at a time, and he flipped through them quickly. He placed them back on his desk in front of him and looked up at us. Now, in the privacy of his office, the hate was back. He nodded at the files and said, "Not much there. You two don't have much of a past and now you don't have much of a future. You both did very well in college. So I'm sure that you know what serendipity means. Karma, fate, chance, what it boils down to is suddenly I have the lives of two young racists in my hand. I have to tell you, it feels pretty damned good.""I think back to all the insults I have suffered at the hands of people like you, all the indignities, all the challenges people like you have thrown in my way at every turn. I'm not even going to mention the names you called my son recently. I have to tell you, when I saw you two in that lab a little while ago I started looking around for someone to high five.""I am going to destroy you. I am going to ruin your lives and I am going to enjoy it so much that it will probably give me an erection when I am doing it."Paul just sat there stunned. I didn't speak, I couldn't. But I had tears running down my cheeks. Doyal smiled, a cruel, vindictive smile. He said, "I am not going to fire you right away. I'm going to play with you first. I'm going to make your lives hell. I'm going to wait until you do something, or until I can make it look like you did something, so terrible that you won't be able to get a job cleaning bathrooms in a gas station."He glared at us for a moment longer and said, "You can get back to work now. I can't stand to look at you."Paul started to get up. I couldn't. My legs were trembling and weak. But I couldn't let it end like this. As much as it killed me to do it, I had to say something. I cleared my throat and said, "Please Doyal..."He interrupted curtly and snapped, "Sir! You call me sir, bitch."Bitch! I felt like I had been slapped. But still, I couldn't let my life end like this. My parents had mortgaged their home and gone into debt to put me through college. I had promised them that I would pay them back. I couldn't go home to them with my life in ruins.I quietly said, "Sir, please don't do this to us. I'm sorry for...I'm sorry for everything. We both are. We shouldn't have said the things that we did. We just...it's the way we were raised. I know it's wrong. Please sir, I'm so sorry."His expression never changed. He said, "You are only sorry that I am your supervisor and hold your lives in my hand. In your mind I am nothing but an uppity nigger who has no right living in your neighborhood and no right doing anything but janitor work and yard work for white people."He was right of course. But I was right too. It's the way we were raised to think. I know that isn't much of an excuse. I had friends in high school that had developed friendships with black people. But of course we had unpleasant names for people like that too. It had been even more prevalent in college, even the college that we had attended in the Deep South. It had never failed to upset Paul and me when we saw groups of kids getting on so well despite their different races. And when we saw a black boy with a white girl, well, we just never could deal with that!The tears were flowing freely now and I don't think I was really capable of reason. But I couldn't just give up. I couldn't let it end like this.I wiped my eyes and said, "Please sir. I'm begging you. Give us a chance. Give us a chance to change. We'll do anything, but we can't let our lives be destroyed like this."He glared at us for a moment. I didn't think for a moment he would relent. His face never changed expression. He hated us, and I suppose he had every right.A long silence passed before he leaned back in his chair and quietly said, "I don't believe you."I wasn't certain what it was that I had said that he didn't believe. But it was an opening. I quickly responded, "I will sir! We will! We will change. I promise you!"He had a strange look on his face, almost a smile and I didn't know what was going through his mind until he said, "No, bitch. I don't believe that you will."Was that a straw? I wasn't sure if he was just toying with me or if he was actually suggesting that there was room for compromise. I grasped at it though. I had to."I swear it, sir! I...we will do anything to make it up to you. We can't let our lives be destroyed like this. Please sir. I'm begging you. Give us a chance."He actually smirked then. It wasn't reassuring. He clasped his hands behind his neck and leaned back in his chair and said, "Stand up."We quickly got to our feet and stood quaking in fear in front of his desk.He left us like that for a moment before he said, "I don't believe it, bitch. I don't believe you will do anything. I don't believe that you can. I doubt if you are capable of it. But I'm willing to give you a chance to prove it if you want."I swear, I actually thought he was relenting. The pressure in my chest started to let up and I could actually breathe. I quickly responded, "I can sir! I will! We both will. Please give us a chance."He answered quietly, "Okay. I don't think you have thought this out very well. But I'm willing to give you a chance."He turned to my husband and said, "Paul, I want you to go over there and lock my office door. Then I want you to come back over here and undress your bitch for me."I heard Paul make a sound like he had been punched in the gut. He grabbed my hand and started to pull me toward the door. My legs wouldn't move. I collapsed on the floor and covered my face and cried loudly. I can't even describe my thoughts. To be honest, I don't know if I was actually thinking. I was just feeling. I was feeling total despair, and total desperation.I started to get my hysterical tears under control. I wiped my eyes on my lab coat sleeves again and I looked up to see Doyal smiling down at me, enjoying my distress.I struggled to my feet and pleaded, "Please sir, that isn't what I meant."He just kept smiling. He said, "I didn't think that it was you silly bitch. But it is what I meant. If you two want to keep your jobs here then you have only one option. You become my slaves. Don't you think that's fitting?""After all," he continued, "that's what your ancestors did with my ancestors. You made them slaves. They were humiliated and degraded. They were bought, sold and traded like a common commodity. They were whipped and abused and raped and even killed on a whim. And once my ancestors were freed, by force I might add, you continued to make their lives hell. You denied them an education. You denied them a decent place to live. You denied them good jobs and you denied them the right to vote. We had to fight your kind for every step forward that we made. And even now, you two, and those of your ilk, are still fighting against equality for my people."I was holding onto the back of my chair now. I wasn't sure that I could stand unsupported. I looked into those cold eyes and in a quavering voice I whispered, "I don't think... I can't... how can I... oh please, sir!"His expression never changed. He smiled that cold smile and said, "Get out. I'm done with you. But if I were you I'd put that nice house of yours on the market. You won't be able to afford it in a few weeks."Paul gently pulled at my wrist, trying to guide me to the door. I whirled around to face him and hissed, "NO! Paul I won't let it be over. I can't. If we don't do what he wants then we might as well kill ourselves. My parents will lose their home. We will lose everything we own. What kind of jobs do you think we will be able to get after we get fired and lose our clearances?! I refuse to end up living in a single-wide trailer on the edge of town and working at...working where Paul? No one would hire us. Do you want to live on welfare the rest of your life? Do you think that there is a future in picking up aluminum cans on the side of the road?"Paul looked like an animal caught in a trap. He couldn't look any more stunned if Doyal had popped him in the forehead with a two-by-four. I took a deep breath and said, "Paul. Go lock the door."He shook his head and tried to grab my wrist again. I pulled away and hissed, "No god damn it! We have to do this. We don't have a choice. Go lock the damned door!"I could see Doyal out of the corner of my eye. He hadn't moved and his expression hadn't changed. No matter what Paul and I did in the next few minutes, he was enjoying the hell out of our suffering.Paul still hadn't moved. I grabbed the lapels of his lab coat and quietly said, "Paul, we can talk about this later. But you are a smart man. That was one of the things that attracted me to you. You know as well as I do that we don't have any other option. We have to do what he wants. Please honey. Go lock the door."Paul stared at me for a second and then he reluctantly turned to Doyal and asked, "You just want to see her naked, right? Just this once? I take her clothes off and then she gets dressed and you have had your revenge. You will have humiliated us. If we do that we keep our jobs and we forget all about this, right?"Doyal answered in a condescending voice one might use with an idiot, "No you dumb fuck! I told you just a few minutes ago. Weren't you listening? You become my slaves. You will be my slaves until I get reassigned or you leave here, or until I get tired of you. You will do anything I tell you to do. You will do it anywhere I tell you to do it and with anyone with whom I tell you to do it. In case there is any question in your minds, I am going to fuck your hot little bitch of a wife. She is going to suck my cock whenever I'm in the mood. And it won't be just me. I have a lot of friends that would enjoy a piece of her ass.""As for you Paul, you don't do anything for me personally. I can't speak for some of my weirder friends. I will enjoy humiliating you though. Since I don't plan to fuck your skinny ass I'll have to find other ways to make your life a living hell. It wouldn't be fair if Jolie was the only one suffering. But it's up to you. I don't give a shit one way or the other. I'm going to enjoy it immensely no matter which route you choose. Now is the time to choose though. I am enjoying this very much. Watching you two suffer has made my whole year. But I have a lot to do. So either do what I told you to do or go back to the lab and get to work."Paul stared at Doyal as if in shock for a moment, then he stared at me. He finally turned and walked slowly toward the door. I watched him cross the room. His shoulders were slumped and he walked like he was going to his death. He turned the handle and the lock made a loud metallic clicking sound that seemed to seal our fate. He turned without looking up from the floor and crossed the office to stand beside me once more.I felt sorry for Paul. I figured that our marriage would soon be over. I was about to be raped by a black man and I was certain that Paul couldn't see that and still have anything to do with me afterwards. Once Paul started to undress me he could never look at me the same again. I understood though. It was the way we were raised.Paul gave me an apologetic look. You may find it hard to believe but I could see that this was nearly as hard for him as it was for me. When he could delay no longer he reached for my lab coat. Doyal called to him, "Wait! Not like that. Jolie, turn and face me. Paul, stand behind her and reach around and undress her. I would like to tell you to take your time but we have already been in here as long as I kept your co-workers. They are going to wonder what is going on. So you might want to pick up the pace a little."I turned to face Doyal and Paul moved behind me. I closed my eyes as his hands reached for my lab coat and removed it. He dropped it on the chair where I had been sitting. I felt his arms reach around me to unbutton my blouse. He was still working on the top button with shaking fingers when Doyal said, "Jolie, open your eyes. Look at me."I opened my eyes. That was the easy part. I had been about to lose my balance with my eyes closed anyway. The hard part was looking Doyal in the eye. I didn't want to see him looking at my body as Paul uncovered it. I didn't want to see lust in his eyes. I didn't want to see pleasure. I had to remind myself, I was a slave now. What I wanted wasn't important.I stood as steadily as I could as Paul unbuttoned my blouse. I stared uneasily into Doyal's eyes. I had never been so embarrassed in my life, or so scared.Paul pulled the blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned the last button. Just before he pulled it off he whispered, "I'm sorry Jolie."Then he slowly pulled it down off of my shoulders and slid it down my arms. He dropped it on the chair with my lab coat. Next he struggled with the button and then the zipper in the back of my skirt. He hesitated before letting my skirt fall. I guess that it's a good thing that he was being forced to undress me. I don't think that I could have done it. The blood was pounding in my head and I was feeling dizzy. I could actually feel my heart beating wildly in my chest!I kept my eyes focused on Doyal as my skirt pooled at my feet. Paul bent down and I held onto the back of the chair to steady myself as I stepped out of my skirt. Paul picked it up and placed it neatly on the chair. Then he started removing my pantyhose. As he worked them down my legs, Doyal said, "I don't want you to wear those again. I hate them. I'll let you wear panties for a while, until I make up mind about them. I kind of like to see a sexy young woman in her panties. They are a barrier between me and your cunt, but they turn me on. However, I detest pantyhose."I whispered, "Yes sir."When my hose were on the growing pile of clothing on the chair, Paul stood up and began to tug on the clasp that held my bra in place. It wasn't easy for him. It was harder for me. I was not a virgin when I met Paul. I had been with several boys before him. But there had been none since Paul. And I had never been undressed in front of a black man. I was terrified. I stood before him now in a plain white bra and a pair of pink panties and I know for a fact that I had not been this nervous on the evening when I lost my virginity to Michael Gavin on a blanket beside Astor's pond in the eleventh grade.I felt the clasp come loose and the cups began to fall away from my breasts. The arrogant look on Doyal's face was not the look I was accustomed to when a boy was about to see my breasts. Normally I was just as excited by baring my breasts to a boy, after an appropriate period spent kissing and petting, as the boy that was about to be honored by my nudity. I was not excited now. I felt so degraded. It was almost enough to take my mind off of the despair I felt at the impending end to my marriage.Paul was reaching for my panties when Doyal stopped him and said, "Not yet Paul. Her tits are marred by the marks that come from being imprisoned by her bra. Reach around and massage them for her. Work them a little. And get those nipples hard for me. I like to see a bitch with her nipples standing up and begging for attention."I normally enjoy very much the touch of Paul's hands on my breasts. This time I hated it. I hated it in part because as much as my mind screamed it's defiance, when his fingers began to tease my nipples they quickly became hard and erect. I wasn't aroused of course. I was horrified by what was happening to me. Doyal watched with an amused expression on his face for several minutes before he said, "Okay. She looks like she's starting to enjoy it. I don't want that. Finish undressing her. I want to see her cunt."I shuddered in fear and revulsion as Paul grasped the waistband of my underwear and slid them down off of my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and stood, naked now, in front of my new supervisor, the black man who now lived next door to me.He stared at me for a moment and then he sat up in his chair and crooked his finger, indicating that he wanted me to stand beside his chair.I muttered, "Oh god. I can't do this."But I did. I slowly circled around his desk and stood beside his chair while he stared at my body, my naked body. He smiled up at me and his large fingers began to explore my breasts. In a conversational tone he said, "I prefer bigger tits, but these look alright on your little body. I bet it's really tearing you up isn't it? A black man is touching your little tits. Just imagine how you're going to feel when my big, black cock is rammed up your tight little pink pussy. That's going to really pull at your racist, redneck sensibilities."His hand crawled down my belly like a big black spider. His fingertips teased my pubic hair before they dipped into the tight opening between my legs. I saw him chuckle and he held his finger up to show me how wet it was. I was more shocked than he was! How could my body possibly react like that to this prelude to rape?! The tears were running off my cheeks in a steady stream now. They were falling onto my breasts and then dripping off of my nipples. Doyal placed his finger, still wet with my juices, against my nipple which was damp with my tears. His finger circled my nipple which quickly grew erect once more.When my nipple was erect he squeezed it lightly. He smiled that arrogant smile and said, "I think I'm going to have to get these pierced. I have always thought that women like you would look good in a slave collar with matching nipple jewelry."I almost fainted. I had never even had my ears pierced. I was terrified of needles. And my opinion of the type of woman who would pierce her nipples...well, in my mind they were nothing but prostitute wanna-be's. Doyal finally glanced at the clock and said, "The day may come when you can work dressed the way you are now. Unfortunately that day is not today. Put your blouse and skirt on."He sat and watched me as I moved back around his desk and reached for my panties. In a stern voice he said, "You had better start paying attention, bitch. I told you to put your blouse and skirt on. I didn't say anything about underwear."I dressed quickly. There wasn't much for me to put on. I stared at the floor as I dressed. I couldn't stand the thought of looking at Doyal or my husband. Oh god! What must Paul be thinking of me now? A black man had seen me naked. He had touched me. His finger had been inside of me!When I was dressed, Paul and I waited for permission to leave Doyal's office. It was getting late and we didn't have time for much more than putting our work away and cleaning up our work area.Before he let us go, Doyal said, "Roll your waistband over a few times bitch. I'll be at your house after I get off tonight. I expect to be fed. After I've fucked you we will go through your clothes and see if you have any clothes worth keeping. We are going to want your cunt to be much easier to get to from now on. Now get out. You may be a sexy young cunt but you disgust me. And don't close that lab coat, bitch."Paul held the door for me and we stepped out into the corridor. We turned to face each other and finally I looked him in the eyes and tried to see what he was thinking. People were starting to leave now and we didn't dare speak. I simply said, "I'm sorry Paul."He looked confused. He responded in a whisper, "You're sorry? Jolie! You don't think...Jolie! I don't blame you. I don't hold what happened in there against you. Hell! I'm the one that took your clothes off! I should be apologizing to you!"We couldn't say more. There were too many people around. We returned to our lab. I almost buttoned my lab coat without thinking. I doubted if anyone would notice any difference in my dress. It wasn't obvious that I was no longer wearing a bra. I didn't think anyone would notice that I was no longer wearing hose or that my skirt was two inches shorter. Still, I couldn't help feeling more vulnerable for letting Doyal control my manner of dress.We got strange looks from our co-workers as we re-entered our lab. They had each spent fifteen or twenty minutes in Doyal's office. Paul and I had been in with him for nearly an hour. But that wasn't the only difference. The five men that we work with had all come back into the lab smiling and looking forward to working with Doyal. Not Paul and certainly not me. Our faces were white and drawn and neither of us was capable of smiling. We moved to our work areas in silence and began to prepare to leave for the day. As I put my work away I felt a hand on my shoulder. I just about jumped right out of my skin. I turned to see Karl looking at me with a concerned look on his face. He asked, "Is something wrong Jolie? You and Paul look like you just got chewed out. Do you need us to speak to Doyal for you? I don't know what the problem is but we all like you and we know what good workers you are. You know we'll back you up if you need us."I struggled to smile at him. He was a very nice man. All of our co-workers were. I thanked him and tried to assure him that everything was alright. It must have been obvious that it wasn't. But what else could I say?We said goodnight to our co-workers and left at the usual time, 4:30 PM. Our plant had staggered hours so that everyone wasn't coming to work and leaving at the same time. But there was still a crush of people pouring out through the various exits to the building and swarming over the parking lot.Paul and I walked in silence to our car and once we were safely inside with the engine running and the air conditioner working at full blast to dissipate the superheated air in the car we sat staring straight ahead and giving the parking lot time to clear out a little. It was a long time before either of us spoke. I said, "It's okay Paul. I know what you must be thinking. I won't be a problem for you."Paul turned in his seat with that confused look on his face again and asked, "You said that before, Jolie. What is it that you think you know? What are you talking about? You don't think that I blame you for what just happened, or what is going to happen, do you?"I stared straight ahead. I knew that he was trying to do the right thing. He was saying what he thought he needed to say. But I knew how his mind worked. I knew what I would have been thinking if I were in his place.I quietly said, "No Paul. I know that you don't blame me. But I know what you must think of me now. I know what you would think if I tried to kiss you now. I know what would be going through your mind if we tried to make love. A black man saw me naked. A black man touched me. A black man put his finger inside of me. And tonight a black man is going to..."For a moment I couldn't even say it. It was unthinkable. Finally I sobbed, "A black man is going to fuck me."Paul moved closer to me and put his arms around me. I struggled to push him away but he held me in his arms and pulled me to him. I finally stopped struggling and I realized that he was crying quietly too.I had never seen him cry and it scared the hell out of me. I whispered, "Don't cry baby. I won't..."He interrupted to say, "Shut up Jolie! I'm not going anywhere. Or at least I'm not going anywhere without you. I love you. I loved you this morning and I love you now and I'm going to love you tomorrow morning.""I will admit that if you had asked me this morning then I would have assumed that I would feel the things you think I must be feeling now. Much to my own surprise I don't. I don't know why. I just know that no matter what happens I love you very much and I am not going to stop loving you. I'm certainly not going to stop loving you because our next door neighbor has raped you.""You are the best thing that ever happened to me. We are going to have to survive some hard times. I don't doubt that they are going to be harder for you than me. But I can't imagine life without you. We will find a way to get through this. Just remember that no matter how bad it gets, I am not going to stop loving you. And I am not going to stop wanting you. I swear it."I said, "Paul that is so sweet. I appreciate what you are saying. But I don't think you can pull it off. We are..."That was as far as I got before he turned my face up and kissed me passionately. I lost it then. I put my arms around his neck and I began to cry hysterically. I couldn't stop. It went on and on until I finally became aware of him gently rubbing my back and lightly kissing my neck and my ears and whispering, "I love you Jolie. It kills me that I can't protect you. But I love you and I will never leave you."I loved it that he would say it. I guess he may even have thought it. But I knew him too well. We were just alike. I said, "Paul, he is going to fuck me tonight. He is going to make me suck his cock. He is going to make me a sex slave and it is all about humiliating and degrading me...us. You can't honestly expect me to believe that you will ever be able to make love to me again after he leaves our house tonight."He kissed me again and asked, "Have I ever lied to you? I have given you my word. I never break my word."He kissed me once more and then at the same time we both noticed that we were just about the only car left in the parking lot. I pushed him away gently and said, "I guess we better go home. I have to start dinner."He slid back behind the steering wheel and as we fastened our seatbelts I wondered if he could actually keep his word. I knew that he had the best of intentions. He was a good man, a very good man. But he was only human and we were products of our environment. In our environment a white woman did not allow anyone who was not white to have sex with her. She would rather die. In my mind I had already submitted to Doyal. I had already been naked in front of him. He had touched my body. His finger had entered the most private orifice of my body. I knew that I would do whatever he ordered me to do tonight, because I am a practical person and because I could see no alternative. I could not imagine that Paul, no matter how nice he was, or how well intentioned, could ever get over what was going to happen to me. But then, I wasn't sure that I could deal with it either. I was terrified. It was funny though, I didn't realize until that very moment that I was more afraid of what Paul was going to think than I was of the actual impending rape. I suppose that would change when the rape became a reality and was no longer just an abstract notion of a large black man despoiling my body at some moment in the future.The ride home was made in total silence. It didn't take a genius to know what either one of us was thinking about. We had spent a half hour in the parking lot waiting for the traffic to clear and trying to assure ourselves that our marriage could survive the horrible things that were about to happen to us. But even with that delay it looked like we had still beaten Doyal home. We had never paid much attention to his comings and goings and we didn't know what time he normally came home. We went inside and I tried to decide what to make for dinner. I was never much for planning our meals. More often than not I waited until we got home from work and made supper depending on what we were in the mood to eat and what we had on hand. Neither of us was very hungry. I ended up making some home fries and getting some pork chops out and ready to cook as soon as Doyal showed up. While I was cooking I asked Paul to make me a strong drink. I was going to need it.We sipped our drinks until Doyal showed up at seven. He didn't knock or ring the bell. He just walked right into our home. We heard him enter and Paul got up and gave me a gentle kiss and said, "Remember, I love you. I am always going to love you."Then he went to greet Doyal. While he was doing that I started cooking the pork chops.I heard muted conversation coming from the living room. A moment later Doyal and Paul joined me in the kitchen. Paul placed a bottle of wine on the counter and then undressed me while I stood at the stove. It was humiliating all over again. The fact that Doyal had already seen me naked and touched me didn't matter at all.Paul opened the wine and took my clothes upstairs. When he returned he was naked too. His face was bright red but he tried to act as if this was all normal. He poured a glass of wine for Doyal who was sitting quietly at the kitchen table watching me move around the kitchen in the nude.I heard him chuckle when he saw Paul's soft cock. He said, "I guess that what they say about you white boys is true."I glanced over discreetly and saw that, I suppose because of the fear and humiliation, Paul's cock looked much smaller than normal. I wanted to say something in Paul's defense but I didn't dare.I set the table and served dinner. I loved the smell of pork chops cooking and normally that smell was all I needed to work up an appetite. Not tonight though. I sat at the table, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, and picked at my food. Paul didn't eat either.Doyal, on the other hand, ate heartily. While he ate he asked us a lot of personal questions. He asked us about where we came from and about school and even about work. Then he turned to Paul and asked, "Is she any good at sucking cock?"Paul looked at him in shock and when he didn't respond right away Doyal said, "I realize that yours is only a practice cock and not like the real thing. But it will give me some idea of how hard she's going to be to train."Poor Paul, he didn't know what to say. He turned an even darker shade of red, he glanced at me, and then he said, "I have always loved it when she did it to me. I think she is very good at it." Doyal smiled and held his hand out towards me. He had been eating his pork chops with his fingers and they were very greasy. He stuck his middle finger out and said, "Show me Jolie. Demonstrate your cocksucking skills for me. That looks to be about the size of your wimpy husband's dick."I leaned forward and took his finger into my mouth. It wasn't such a strange thing, not really. It was something I might have done playfully for Paul if we had been alone. But doing it like this, under these circumstances, for this hateful man who was only doing it to humiliate us, it was having just that effect. It was nearly as degrading as standing in front of him and being undressed by my husband for his viewing pleasure.He watched me suck on his finger for a minute. Then he pushed his chair back and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me over into his lap and said, "You're going to have to do better than that, bitch."He forced another of his long, black, greasy fingers into my mouth and I sucked it clean while his free hand came up and cupped my breasts and gently squeezed.As I sucked his finger clean I could feel his cock under my ass. It felt huge. I tried not to think about that but instead concentrated on sucking his greasy fingers clean. He let me clean all four fingers and his thumb that way before he took his hand away from my mouth. For a fraction of a second I was relieved that my little cocksucking demonstration was over. But then his hand fell to my thigh, only inches from my exposed pussy. He squeezed my thigh and then slid his hand up until his large index finger was nestled in my slit.He was staring at my face as his finger came into contact with my sex. He saw me gasp quietly at his touch and he said, "Yeah, I knew you wanted that. I expect you have been thinking about me since you left my office. I'm going to stick my finger back in your pussy now, bitch. What do you want to bet it comes out wet again? You may not admit it, not even to yourself, but you can't wait to get my big, black cock in your hot little cunt."I felt his finger slip between my labia and I knew by the way it entered me so easily that I was wet down there. The fact that my pussy was wet in anticipation of his touch was just as disturbing as it had been when it happened in his office. It was like my body was joining forces with Doyal to humiliate me.He chuckled when his finger entered me easily. He worked it around inside of me for a moment and said, "Yeah, you are one hot little cunt. You may not like black people intruding on your little white world, but your body seems to be looking forward to getting some nice big black dick."Doyal pulled his finger out of me and held it up. He shook his head and said, "Sweetheart, it is obvious to me that your mind and your body are having one hell of a conflict here. Or is there something that you are keeping a secret from your husband? You don't harbor a secret desire for black men do you Jolie?"I didn't plan on dignifying that obviously outrageous question with an answer. But he didn't give me a chance anyway. He forced his finger, now wet with my juices, into my mouth and watched me suck it clean again. When his finger was clean he pushed me out of his lap and stood up. He is a large man and he towered over me. He was very intimidating, and not just because he was dressed and I was naked. Nor was it because I knew that he was about to demand sex of me, and I had no choice but to submit. I had no doubt that this man would have been intimidating under any circumstances. He was large and muscular but it was the arrogant look on his face that made us feel so ill at ease. He was in charge and he knew it. He was a man who was used to being in charge and it showed.Doyal stood up and said, "You can clean this mess up later. Let's go in the other room and get comfortable."Paul and I followed Doyal into the living room and he stood in front of our couch. He ordered us to stand on in front of him and then he said, "I want you to undress me now. It's time that we got better acquainted."Paul and I looked at each other. We didn't know what to do. I mean, we certainly knew what to do, but we didn't know who should do what. Paul was just as uncomfortable with the idea of undressing another man as I was. After a short hesitation Paul began to unbutton Doyal's sport shirt and I started unbuckling his belt and then opening his pants. I finished first and I pushed his pants down to his ankles. He didn't lift his feet so I couldn't remove them. That left me with only his boxer shorts.Paul pulled his shirt off and set it aside and then stripped him of his undershirt. The contrast between Doyal and Paul, or any other boy I had ever been with, was striking. Doyal was muscular. His chest was well defined and his abs were tight. His upper arms looked nearly as large as Paul's thighs! But he wasn't muscle bound. He was very well proportioned.I was inching his boxers down, struggling to get them out and down over his semi-hard cock. It was obviously very large, much larger than any I had ever seen before. But even knowing in advance that it was so much larger I don't think that I was really prepared for it when I first saw it. His cock was much longer than Paul's. But the scary part was that it was at least twice as big around. It was at least nine inches long and no less than four inches around at the base. The skin of the shaft was as black as coal. The head was a lighter brown. I stared in awe as I uncovered it. I couldn't even imagine taking something that large inside of me! I had to admit though, it was certainly impressive. It looked so...I don't know, masculine? It was as if his cock was as arrogant as the rest of him!When I had his shorts down around his ankles he sat on the couch. Paul joined me on the floor and we removed his shoes and socks and then his pants and shorts. When he was finally naked he spread his legs and said, "Paul, I want you to hold my cock while your bitch gets better acquainted with it. I haven't gotten fucked in a while and I'm pretty horny. I imagine my cock will be dancing all over the place. We don't want that, do we Paul?"Paul looked like he had been struck. He expected to be humiliated. But he had not been expecting that he would actually take part in my rape. He had not expected to have to touch, to hold another man's cock. He looked up at Doyal in shock. But Doyal just smiled at him and said, "Don't be jealous Paulie. Maybe you can suck it a little next time. I think the first time should be for your little bitch."Paul and I both shuddered in revulsion as he reached up and gingerly held the base of Doyal's cock between his thumb and two fingers. He held it out away from that flat, hard stomach and Doyal said, "Okay bitch, lean down there and give your new god a big kiss. Then I want you to thank me for taking pity on you and your wussy husband before you start licking my balls."I stared in dismay at his imposing cock and equally massive testicles as Paul held his cock upright for me. It was finally happening. It was no longer a threat of some horrible thing that was going to happen sometime in the future. The future was now. I took a deep breath and tried to force myself to be strong. I leaned forward and touched my lips to the head of his huge cock. I pulled my head back quickly and muttered, "Thank you for taking pity on us sir."It was almost as hard to say that as to do what I was about to do. I leaned down and with tears running down my cheeks I began to lick his large, hairy, wrinkled ball sack. His balls, like his cock, were nearly twice as large as Paul's. I licked them all over, stopping from time to time to spit out a kinky little black hair. He instructed me to take his balls into my mouth one at a time and suck on them gently. I had done that for Paul and it was no big deal. It was much more difficult with Doyal. I had to force my mouth open as far as I could in order to get just one of his balls inside. Once I had managed to stuff it inside, I could do little more than gently slide my tongue around the underside. I was conscious as I struggled to obey his order that Paul's fingers were pressed against my lips, still holding that massive cock erect in my face.After I had repeated the process with his second testicle he ordered me to lick his cock before I started to learn how to suck a real cock. The arrogant bastard!Despite my husband's grip on the base of it, Doyal's cock throbbed quite violently as I bathed it with my tongue. The fat knob at the top of the shaft was becoming slick with the slime that was oozing from the surprisingly large opening in the tip. I licked it clean and worked my way up and down the shaft a few times before he said, "Okay, bitch, let's see if you can suck a cock."I placed my lips over the knob of his cock and the experience was entirely different than when I sucked on my husband's much friendlier cock. My lips were stretched painfully as I worked them down over his daunting weapon. I groaned in dismay as I looked down at how much cock was left and how black it looked in contrast to my husband's white skin. I thought, "Oh my god! I have a black man's cock in my mouth!"Doyal ordered Paul to release his cock and instead to cup his balls. He wanted him to feel it when he shot his cum into my mouth. I had been avoiding looking at Paul. But I glanced up at him then and I saw the tears running down his cheeks. I had been concerned about our future, the future of our marriage. But at that moment I was too concerned with surviving sucking this huge cock to worry about it. Still, I hated it that Paul would forever have in his memory the image of me with that big black cock in my mouth.I could only force half of Doyal's cock into my mouth. I could usually take nearly all of Paul's, all but the last two inches. I had actually been pretty proud of my cocksucking skills. But I was totally out of my league now. This was like trying to suck off a horse! Once I determined my limits I began to suck as much of his cock as enthusiastically as possible. I just wanted to get it over with. He watched me struggle to please him for several minutes before he said, "Not too bad for a first time, bitch. Don't worry, you'll get better."I didn't know what he thought that I could do to get better. The huge knob on the end of his cock was hitting the back of my throat on every thrust. But I put that out of my mind and sucked him as hard as I could. Doyal just sat back and enjoyed it for what seemed like a very long time. I could sense that he was starting to get close to cumming. I began to get nervous as I wondered how large a load of cum a huge cock and balls like he had would produce. Doyal groaned and said, "Okay Paulie, use your other hand now. Finish me off in your bitch's mouth."Paul placed his hand around the base of Doyal's cock again. This time he wrapped his fingers around it as far as they would go and he began to rapidly masturbate our new supervisor's cock into my mouth.In less than a minute I felt Doyal's large hands on my head, holding me tight to his shaft. He moaned loudly and exclaimed, "What a fucking team!"Then he was cumming in my mouth. I moved my lips up to the knob and held them in place as my mouth filled with his hot, slimy, bitter cum. I gagged a couple of times. I had never experienced so much cum before. It was as bad as I thought that it would be. My mouth was full to overflowing when he finally let his ass fall back onto the couch cushion and he started to relax. He reached out and held Paul's hand still and the three of us stayed like that, motionless, until Doyal started to breathe more normally and relax. He pulled Paul's hand away and said, "Okay, bitch. Swallow that nice hot cream and then give Paulie a big kiss to thank him for his help."I struggled to swallow his immense load. It was easily twice as much as I had ever gotten from Paul. I had to swallow several times to get it all down. I noticed as I did that it tasted just like Paul's. I had expected it to be different.Paul and I both had tears running down our cheeks as I leaned over Doyal's huge thigh and kissed Paul. It was my intention to give him a little peck on the lips but he held my head and kissed me lovingly. As we broke the kiss he whispered, "I love you Jolie."It almost broke my heart.Doyal laughed quietly and said, "Isn't that sweet." Then he said, "Paulie, your bitch missed a drop. Would you get that for me?"I stuttered, "N-n-o, please sir. Let me get that."Doyal chuckled and said, "Don't worry, bitch. One taste won't make Paulie gay. Not unless he's already gay. You aren't gay are you Paulie? It wouldn't take much to make a girl out of you. Just shave your legs and put a dress on you and I think you'd look pretty hot."Paul just glared at him and started to bend down to lick the last drop of cum from the tip of his cock. Doyal suddenly reached out and grabbed a handful of Paul's hair and pulled and twisted. Paul cried out in pain and reached for Doyal's wrist. Doyal yelled at him to put his hands down and he slowly complied. He turned Paul's head and looking him right in the eye and said, "Don't you ever look at me like that again you fucking faggot! I own your pansy ass now. That cock you are about to lick, that's as much your god now as it is to your cunt of a wife. Your lives revolve around pleasing that tube of flesh from now until I get tired of fucking with you. You don't feel so fucking high and mighty now do you? Just remember, if you two weren't such racist assholes you wouldn't be in this mess now. Hell! You didn't even have to be nice to me, just polite. If you had only been civil, and if you hadn't called my son those nasty names of course. That kind of pissed me off."He finally released his grip on Paul's hair and said, "Now do what I told you to do. And if you ever look at me like that again I'll take my belt to your pansy ass!"I watched in shock as Paul slowly leaned down and licked up that last remaining drop of cum on the head of Doyal's cock. I knew how Paul felt about gay people and I knew that it was killing him to first hold and now touch his tongue to another man's cock. Doyal pushed Paul away and ordered him to get him a glass of wine and bring it up to the bedroom. Then he stood up and told me to lead the way. When we got to my room he headed for my closet. I had forgotten that he was going to go through my clothes. He wasn't very happy with what he found. I had a few sexy dresses and some tops that satisfied him. But most of my clothes were much too conservative for his tastes. He separated out the few items he approved of and a couple of skirts that would be acceptable once I had them shortened. Then he asked to see my underwear.Paul was waiting outside of my closet with a glass of wine. Doyal took the glass and then ignored Paul. I pulled my underwear out of my dresser drawers and laid everything on top. Doyal picked up all of the pantyhose and threw them away. He said, "If you feel you have to wear hose you buy the thigh highs. And no garter belts! I watched him go through my bras and panties. He said, "Some of these bras aren't so bad, but you don't need a bra with those little titties of yours. Don't wear one anymore."He selected a couple pairs of panties and said, "These aren't too bad. Get rid of the rest."The two he had selected were my one thong; I hated thongs, and a lacy pair of bikini panties.He said, "Well, at least you get to wear underwear two days a week. Don't worry too much about your wardrobe. I have an idea on how to expand it."He went over and sat on the side of my bed and said, "I have to go in early tomorrow. There is a lot of work involved in taking over a new section. I need a good night's rest. So why don't you come over here and get my dick hard so I can fuck you before I go home?"I moved woodenly across the floor. I dropped to my knees at his feet and took his soft cock into my mouth. Even when it was soft it was much larger than Paul's and it was very hard to suck. But it got hard quickly and once it was fully erect he pushed me away and ordered me up onto the bed. He knelt between my widely parted knees and stared down at my pussy. His fingers explored me again and again they came away wet. He smiled and said, "You are a horny little bitch, aren't you?"I didn't bother to answer, but it continued to horrify me that every time he touched me there his fingers came away wet.He moved his wet finger down to my virgin anus and pressed the tip of it inside of me there. He smiled when I jumped and said, "Don't tell me! A virgin! We'll have to take care of that this weekend."He pulled his finger out of my ass and put it in my mouth. While I sucked his finger clean he moved up over me and said, "Get over here Paulie. Get down there and put my cock into your wife's cunt."I stared at the ceiling as I felt Paul's hand come between Doyal's body and mine. I felt the knob on that huge cock moving through my slit and then, with one sudden move it was stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched before. I was sickened. A black man's cock was in my pussy! I felt Paul's hand move out of the way. But I didn't pay much attention to that. I was focused on the huge shaft that was slowly forcing its way into me. I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself. But it felt pretty good to be stretched like that. It felt good at first anyway. It's just that it kept coming and coming, stretching me farther and farther until I was afraid that it would never stop.It was just starting to be painful when I felt his pubic bone come into contact with mine. That entire, enormous organ was inside of me!He left it like that, buried to the hilt in my pussy, for a very long time. He was moaning in pleasure but I was glad for the respite. My body needed time to adjust to that huge thing.I had just gotten used to it being there when he started pulling it out of me. I'm not sure why it felt so much longer than Paul's. It wasn't really, just two inches. But it seemed to take him forever to draw it all the way out. He stroked in and out of me slowly for several minutes, all the while staring down at my face. He could see that I was enjoying it. I didn't want to. And I didn't want him to realize that I was. But Jesus! No woman could resist that feeling! I struggled to keep Paul from finding out. I didn't moan, as hard as it was to keep silent. I bit my bottom lip and struggled to lie still and remain quiet. But after several minutes of being overpowered, being taken by that large, masculine man and that oversized cock, I couldn't fight it any longer. It killed me that he saw me surrender to him. It was even worse that Paul had to witness it. But my body won out in the end. I started lifting my hips to meet his violent thrusts. My arms somehow ended up around his back and I swear I don't remember locking my legs around his. He fucked me harder and harder and I heard sounds coming from me that I had never made before. I knew that they were coming from me but I couldn't stop them. I had never been so possessed by a man in my life! It didn't matter that it was a man that I detested, a man for whom I had a perfect hate. I could not control myself.I felt Doyal tense up and I knew that a black man, raping me in front of my husband, was cumming inside of me. But by then it didn't matter. No, I don't mean that. It mattered. It was just about the most humiliating and demeaning thing that I could imagine happening to me. But I was fighting to control my reaction to getting raped by that big cock. I knew that Paul was watching and I knew that the images being burned into his brain were probably more than a marriage could take. But to see me going crazy with lust while being raped by my black boss, there was just no way to live that down.Doyal and I peaked at the same time and he collapsed on top of me for a moment. I became aware of the fact that I was still clasping his body to mine with my arms and legs and I quickly let him go.He pushed himself to his knees and stared down at my sweaty body. I think that it had surprised him that I had reacted the way that I had. I know it surprised the hell out of me. I saw the conceited look on his face and I wanted to hit him. Thankfully I wasn't that stupid.He got up and pointed out the dress that he wanted me to wear to work tomorrow. Then he went downstairs to dress and go home. Paul went down to let him out and start cleaning up the mess in the kitchen and dining room.I didn't move until they were gone. Then I got up and rushed to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and it took forever for the cum to drain out of me. Then I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth.I put on my robe and steeled my nerves to face my husband. I knew what I was going to see on his face when I went downstairs. I knew that he could never love me after what I had done. It would have been bad enough if I had merely let that man rape me. But to become aroused, to achieve orgasm! That was unforgiveable. But I couldn't hide in my room. I had to face Paul. At the very least I had to apologize to him.By the time I got downstairs he had already cleaned off the dining room table and was loading the dishwasher. I went into the kitchen and moved up behind him. I tried to make him stop. I said, "Paul, go sit down. I'll do that." He didn't turn around. He just said, "You have already had a rough evening. Why don't you make us a drink and sit down and I'll join you in a minute. I'm almost done here."I didn't know what to make of his voice. He sounded calm. He sounded sad. But I didn't hear any of the things that I expected to hear in his voice. It didn't sound like he was mad at me or disgusted with me. I didn't know what to think.I made us each a stiff drink and put them on the end of the counter. While he finished up with the dishwasher I cleaned off the stove and wiped down the counters. We finished up at about the same time and I took our drinks over and put them on the kitchen table.He came up behind me and I turned and we looked into each other's eyes for the first time since...since our boss raped me. Then, in unison, we said, "I'm sorry."I looked at him in surprise. I had expected to hear something more along the lines of 'I want a divorce,' certainly not an apology!I asked, "Paul? What are you apologizing for? I'm the one that...oh god, I can't even say it!"He took me into his arms and nearly crushed me. I put my arms around him and suddenly I was crying like a baby again. I had done a lot of crying today. I'm not normally a crying female. This was not a normal day.He responded, "I have a lot to apologize for Jolie. And you have nothing to apologize for."I rested my head on his shoulder and said, "I wish that were true Paul. I can't imagine that you will ever get those images out of your head. You must hate me now."Paul kissed the top of my head and said, "I'm the pansy that let his wife get raped by the next door neighbor. No, it was even worse than that. I helped the son of a bitch! No real man would help some son of a bitch rape his wife. I didn't even try to fight him.""Paul!" I exclaimed. "You couldn't fight that man! And I don't mean just because he is huge and would have killed you. He has our lives in his hand. I wouldn't let you fight him. We have to do what he says. But I don't get it. Are you telling me that you don't want a divorce now? Surely you cannot live with a woman who has done what I just did!"Paul held me tighter and said, "You didn't do anything that he didn't make you do. You didn't have a choice. Just like I didn't when I did what he told me to do. Are you telling me that you can see the things that he made me do and that you don't hate me?"I didn't know what he was talking about at first. Then I remembered. I had been so focused on the things I had done, and the things that were done to me, that I really hadn't paid that much attention to Paul except to despair at the idea of what he was seeing me do.I straightened up suddenly and in a whisper, as if I hoped that he wouldn't hear me, I said, "Paul, I had an orgasm. I came when he put that huge thing of his in me and fucked me. I let him rape me and I had an orgasm right in front of you."Paul smiled and said, "Yeah, a damned nice one too! I was pretty happy for you."I stepped back then. I didn't know if he was teasing me or if he had just gone crazy.I turned and picked up my drink and gulped down half of it. Then I turned back and looked at him like he had lost his mind. He took me back into his arms and said, "Jolie, one of the things I loved about you right from the beginning was that you enjoyed sex. Your body and your mind were always responsive. Just thinking about how turned on you got used to get me excited. I love watching you, especially when I eat your sweet pussy. I love watching you lose control. I don't blame you for enjoying getting fucked by that big cock of his. And I won't hold it against you, if you promise not to get upset when I tell you that when I saw you getting turned on it gave me a hard on."I looked at him skeptically. Surely he was just saying that to ease my guilt. I had one more question that I was afraid to ask. But now was the time. "Paul, what about what we did downstairs? Could you even kiss me after what you saw?"He shrugged and said, "Could you kiss me? Could you ever forget that I licked the end of that son of a bitch's cock?"I moved back into his arms then and I said, "Paul, I was right. On our first date I thought to myself, 'this man would be the perfect husband'. And you are. I love you so much."He responded, "I may not be a perfect husband. A perfect husband would have prevented what happened here tonight. But I have the perfect love for you."I kissed him then, or rather we kissed each other. It was a warm, passionate, unselfconscious kiss and I started to think that maybe we would survive this after all.We finished our drinks and I made us each another. Then we sat on the couch with Paul's arms wrapped around me and talked about what we had seen and done and how we felt about it.Paul was still naked and I noticed that his cock kept twitching as we talked about some of the things that had happened. He knew that I was aware of it and I could tell that he was self-conscious. I put my drink on the coffee table and said, "There is one way to take care of this in a hurry."I dropped to my knees and pushed his legs apart. He tried to stop me. He said, "No Jolie, you don't have to do that! Not tonight. Not after what you have been through."I smiled and held his rapidly growing cock in my hands. I said, "Sweetheart, I have never sucked your cock because I had to. I love sucking your cock and you know it. Now stop giving me a hard time here or I'll be forced to bite you."Paul gave in and sat back. He relaxed and I spread his legs and he watched me as I leaned down and gave him the best, the most loving blowjob that I had ever given him.I had always enjoyed doing this, especially for him. It was so much better now. After sucking on our neighbors large cock I found that sucking on Paul's nice seven inch cock was even easier and even more fun. I devoured him with even more passion than normal but still I was surprised at how quickly he had cum. I swallowed easily and then I rested my head on his stomach and held his cock in my mouth while it went soft. Paul stroked my hair and thanked me and told me how much he loved me. I finally looked up and said, "I can't believe that we are going to get through this. All evening I was terrified of looking at you and seeing the disgust that I knew must be in your face when you saw what I was doing."He answered with a touch of embarrassment, "If you had looked at me very often this evening you would have seen how frequently my cock got hard when I watched you. I don't understand it. I have read about men who get off on watching their wives with other men. I have never been that way. It never even occurred to me. I'm not even sure what it was about what I saw that turned me on. I only know that now that it's over I'm glad I had that reaction and not the reaction you were afraid of. To be honest, I was afraid of the same thing you were."The smile left my face and I said, "It's not over. This was just the beginning. And it isn't going to be just him."Paul pulled me up beside him on the couch and kissed me. He said, "Just remember one thing. No matter what happens, I am always going to love you. And I am always going to want you. I only hope that he doesn't make me do something that you can't get past. I am surprised that you didn't ask me to leave after what I did today, and after what he did today. Christ! I can't blame you for cumming on that humongous cock of his! That thing was incredible. It made my cock look like a clit!"I laughed and said, "I love your clit, sweetheart."We finally went up and went to bed. Paul tried to return the favor. But when I realized what he was doing I stopped him. I said, "No honey. Not tonight. Trust me. I've had enough. Besides, he came in buckets. I don't want to take a chance on you going down on me and...well, you know."He kissed my neck and said, "I would be surprised if I didn't end up with a mouthful of it one of these days anyway. He is doing this to humiliate us."I said, "No Paul. He is doing this because we are racists and because we were rude to him and called his son some very ugly names."We looked at each other strangely then. It was like for the first time we were acknowledging to ourselves that we were not innocent victims in this. After what had happened to us tonight I expected to have a very difficult time falling asleep. I had a lot to think about. But I suppose that between the three strong drinks and the stress and the amazing orgasm I was out like a light in less than a minute. I am usually a pretty light sleeper but that night I slept so soundly that in the morning Paul had to shake me to get me to wake up.I went down and started coffee while Paul took a shower. Then I took a shower while Paul toasted some English muffins. When I finished my shower I put on the dress that Doyal had selected for me. It was a flirty little sundress. Not really scandalous, but not appropriate for the work place either. It ended about four inches above my knees. I thought that it was inappropriate for work but I would be wearing a lab coat. I didn't see how this would have the effect of humiliating me that Doyal undoubtedly intended.I dressed and joined Paul for breakfast. We ate quietly, both of us wondering what Doyal had in mind to make the day unpleasant.We went in at our normal time, along with a hundred or so other employees of the company. When we got to work I put my lab coat on and went to my work area. Some of the guys commented on my dress. They liked it and suggested I dress like that more often. I had a feeling that they were going to get their wish, and then some.There was a note on my desk telling me to report to Doyal's office as soon as I got in. I went out of the lab and down to Doyal's office. I knocked and he told me to enter.When I stepped inside he looked up and said, "Lock the door, bitch."I wasn't really that surprised that he had sent for me. The surprise was that he was not alone in his office. I turned and locked the door. When I turned back around he was getting up from behind his desk. He gestured for me to stand in front of him. I crossed the space between us and by the time I was standing in front of him my face was bright red and my heart was beating loudly again, just like yesterday.He said, "Remove the lab coat. I want to see how you look in the dress I picked out for you."I obeyed instantly but I was very conscious of the other man in the room. He was watching us closely and smiling as Doyal ordered me around. I dropped my lab coat on the same chair that my clothing had been piled on yesterday when Paul had undressed me in this same spot. Doyal asked, "I suppose you are wearing underwear?"I responded, "Yes sir.""Which ones?" he asked.I quietly replied, "The bikini panty."He smiled and said, "Show me."I reached down reluctantly and started to raise my skirt but he said, "Not like that. Take your dress off, stupid."I unbuttoned the front of the dress and dropped it on my lab coat. I stood before Doyal and the stranger in just my panties. Doyal turned to his friend and asked, "What do you think?"His friend had a surprisingly deep voice. He answered, "Not bad. She looks like a pretty good fuck. Yeah, she has the perfect body for some of that stuff, slender like a fashion model."His friend got up and came over and looked me over. He asked me my sizes and then he ran his hands over my body before slapping my thigh and ordering me to spread my legs.I obeyed nervously and soon another man had his finger inside of me. He chuckled and said, "Damn Doyal! This broad is hot to trot!"He pulled his wet finger out of me and held it up. He chuckled again and said, "Fuck! Look at that! That's just from undressing in front of us! She must be one hot bitch!"Doyal laughed and said, "Trust me Al, she is. Do you want to knock off a quick piece before you leave?"Al said, "Hell yes!"Doyal pushed me down over his desk and I heard the rustle of clothing behind me. A moment later I felt Al's cock working its way inside of my very wet pussy. I hated what was happening, but I hated even more that my body kept betraying me like this. I had gotten wet before they even touched me. Undressing in front of them had gotten my juices flowing, just like yesterday! I was not an exhibitionist. In fact, I was pretty shy. So I just didn't understand why this was happening.I didn't have long to think about it though. Al started fucking me hard and fast while Doyal held my head down on his desk. I felt so helpless and so used. But worse than that, as Al's strokes became faster and more violent I felt myself building to another orgasm. Doyal reached under me while his friend was fucking me and started pulling and twisting on my nipples. He was not gentle and it hurt. It hurt a lot. But still I felt my body climbing towards a climax. I came just before Al did. When the orgasm hit it hit hard and I started to call out loudly until Doyal clamped a hand over my mouth and kept me quiet. I heard Al cry out behind me and his hands clawed at my ass during those last few violent strokes. He called out, "Jesus! What a fucking pussy!" And then he filled me with cum.He left his cock inside of me for a minute while he and Doyal discussed my pussy. Then he slowly pulled his cock out of me. It felt nearly as long as Doyal's, though not nearly as thick.When he pulled it free, Doyal pulled me up off of his desk and asked, "Did you have a nice rest, cunt?"Then he pushed me to the floor and said, "Clean up that mess."I didn't know what he meant at first. Not until Al moved forward and his soft, slimy cock was right in my face. I had just been fucked by a second black man in less than twelve hours. Now I was going to taste a second black cock. I forced myself to breathe through my mouth. His cock smelled as bad as it looked.I opened my mouth wide and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could before I closed my lips around it. I gagged a couple of times at first but I sucked it clean as quickly as I could. I was in a hurry to get that taste out of my mouth. When I had sucked the top half of his cock clean I lifted my mouth off of it and I licked the base of it until it too was clean. Then I washed his balls with my tongue while he guided my head around with his hands twisted in my hair.He finally released me and I stood up gasping for fresh air while he straightened his pants and made himself presentable. I was aware of the cum that was seeping out of me and about to start running down my thigh. I was anxious to be allowed to dress and go to the ladies room.Doyal had something else in mind. He smiled and said, "You can't leave here like that. Everyone will know what a slut you are. Scoop that up and swallow it."They both laughed at the look on my face when he said that. I wanted to plead with him to be reasonable but one look at the amusement on their faces as they enjoyed my consternation and I knew I would be wasting my breath.I spread my legs and I felt the bile rising in my throat as I reached down and scooped up about two tablespoons of slimy white cum on the tips of two fingers. I stared at it for a second, trying to convince myself that it was just cum and I had swallowed a lot of it over the last four or five years. This was different though. This was such a nasty thing to do. I looked up at their faces one last time and then I swallowed and forced myself to place my fingers in my mouth and suck them clean.I heard the stranger exclaim under his breath, "What a fucking cunt!"When I had swallowed the bastard's cum I pulled my fingers from my mouth and stood there naked as the men shook hands and the stranger left. I expected Doyal to take a turn but he said, "You had better get to work, cunt. I want you and your faggot husband back in here at lunch time."I responded without thinking, "He is not a faggot!"Doyal just smiled and said, "Sure he is. He just doesn't realize it yet."He handed me my lab coat and ordered me to put it on. He was holding my dress and my panties in his other hand. I groaned as I slipped the lab coat on. We were required to wear them at all times but we seldom closed them. Not unless we were actually doing something that required them, which in my section was not very often. They weren't see-through, but they were thin and when I started buttoning the front I noticed that my nipples showed quite clearly through the thin material. You couldn't actually see them. But you could see the outlines of them. You could see the bumps. It was obvious that I wasn't wearing much of anything under my lab coat.Doyal ordered me to leave the top two buttons and the bottom two buttons unfastened. Suddenly my lab coat was a sexy garment. My cleavage was exposed to an alarming degree and the bottom button that I was permitted to close was rubbing against my pubic hair. I would be in danger of exposing myself with every step I took. The guys were going to love this!Doyal dismissed me but as I started to leave he said, "I doubt if any of the guys have the balls, but if any of them should grow a pair and decide to actually put a hand on you, you just smile and act like nothing out of the ordinary is happening. I'm going to be in and out of the lab all morning and I'll be watching you."I hurried back to the lab with my heart beating a mile a minute. The guys looked up and smiled and said good morning as I entered. Then they did a double take as they watched me cross the room to my work area.When I got to my bench I looked down and saw that my nipples were standing straight out. I looked down and I could see the insides of both of my thighs. And that was standing still! God knows what I looked like when I was taking a step!I got my work out and threw myself into it like never before. I wanted desperately not to think about anything else right now. I sat on my stool and struggled to at least cover my pussy with that damned lab coat, but it was a constant struggle. To make matters worse, one at a time the guys all came over, ostensibly to see if I was alright. I knew that guys being guys they would enjoy the view. But I didn't believe that any of them would actually touch me. I guess I don't know my co-workers as well as I thought I did.I watched them struggle to keep their eyes focused on my face as we spoke. The odd thing was that, under any other circumstances I would have been annoyed if they had treated me this way. But I couldn't blame them. They had never behaved this way until Doyal made me dress like this. So I was surprised to find myself becoming aroused at all of the attention. I was embarrassed. But the tingle I felt between my legs every time one of the men came over and stared at my nipples or my upper thighs was unmistakable. Once more I was forced to consider what kind of a person, what kind of a woman I really was. The men came over off and on throughout the morning to check on something I was doing or just to speak and get another look at me. Several times I looked down after they walked away and wondered if they had been able to see too much of me. The lab coat kept falling away from my breasts when I leaned forward and on more than one occasion I looked down and saw a nipple just starting to peek out. Worse than that though, I was almost positive that my slit showed from just about every angle but behind me.There was no question of how exposed I was every time I got up or returned to my seat. In those moments I felt the cool air on my slit and I knew that my pussy was still drooling. My emotions were constantly being torn between my continuous state of arousal and my despair over the kind of woman that I was afraid that I was becoming.Karl came over for the third or fourth time that morning to ask about the status of a project I was helping him with. I was flustered as I answered while he stared directly at my nearly exposed breasts. When I reached for some documents I realized too late that I had exposed most of one breast, certainly all of the nipple. He smiled and his face turned nearly as red as my own. His hand fell to my thigh and he patted it gently. He said, "My dear, I have never fully appreciated how sexy a lab coat could be before. You look fantastic. I don't know what has brought about this change in you. But I like it."His fingertips were at most an inch from my pussy as he spoke. I was too shocked to say or do anything. And when the shock wore off I realized that this was what Doyal had in mind. As if to confirm my sudden inspiration I looked up to see Doyal smiling at me from across the room. He nodded and then went back to his conversation with Taylor. I noticed that Taylor was staring too. He didn't look like he was hearing a word that Doyal was saying.In the next hour it became obvious that Doyal and Taylor had not been the only ones watching Karl place his hand on my thigh and get away with it. At one time or another they all came over that morning and they all placed their hands high on my thigh. I actually felt Neal's fingertip grazing my exposed pussy!Every man in that lab was walking around with a hard on all morning because of me. Well, I suppose it would be more accurate to say that it was because of Doyal. I would never have dressed like this on my own.Even Paul had a hard on! He didn't feel me up in public. But he came over and whispered, "Are you doing okay? I hate to admit it, but you look hotter than hell!"I blushed and looked around to make sure that no one was close enough to hear us talk. I whispered, "Jesus Paul! I don't know what is happening with me! I have never been so humiliated in my life. But I'm sitting in a pool of my own juices! Could I have been a slut all this time and I didn't even know it?!"He shrugged and whispered, "No. You aren't a slut. You're body is just reacting to the constant sexual stimulation. You can't help it. Just like I can't help having a hard on every time I look at you."Paul looked around and asked, "What happened in there this morning? You were gone a long time."I whispered to him about having to service the strange man in Doyal's office and I told him that we were both to report to his office at lunch time. I also told him about being ordered to permit my co-workers to touch me if they got up the nerve.Before he went back to work I asked him how exposed my pussy was. I couldn't tell but I felt like I was all but naked down there.He glanced down and responded, "It isn't too bad when you tug your lab coat together. But once you let it go it starts to fall away and it isn't long before the top half of your pussy is exposed. You might as well quit fighting it. Everyone has already seen it by now."I asked, "Did you see him this morning? This is just what he had in mind, this and more. Remember what he said yesterday? He said he wished that I could work in the nude. I don't know where this is going. But even if he doesn't make up something terrible about us, our reputations are going to be shot."I suddenly realized what Doyal was doing. I hissed under my breath, "Oh my god! Paul! I just realized where this is going. He wants to turn me into the office sex toy. Not just for him, for everyone we work with!"Paul looked so helpless when he said, "I know. But I still don't see any way out of this. Not yet anyway."Paul went back to his work station and I tried to forget about how exposed I was and concentrate on my own work. As I worked though, I couldn't help noticing my co-workers getting together and talking quietly in twos and threes throughout the morning, all the while glancing over at me. I could just imagine what they were saying. They kept coming back over and visiting with me at my station. Each time they became bolder and each time I was forced to bite my tongue as their hands came to rest on my upper thigh and fingers began to tease my sopping wet slit. I suppose that they were comparing notes as the morning went on and it was obvious that I wasn't objecting to anything that they did. They may not have understood the sudden change in me, but they were enjoying it. They didn't grope me openly, and they seemed to be more discreet whenever Paul was nearby. But they became bolder with each visit to my work station.Just before lunch Karl came over and leaned against the bench where I was working. His hand went right to my thigh and the tip of his middle finger was sliding up and down through my slit, grazing my clit at the top of each tiny stroke. I gasped as his finger teased my clit and I grasped my workbench with both hands. I fought to keep from having an orgasm as this nice, gentle, quiet man who was more than twice my age and had always treated me with respect began to finger my pussy while my husband and our four co-workers watched from around the room.I groaned and bit my bottom lip in an effort to keep from having an orgasm. When Karl first spoke I heard the words but my brain didn't catch the meaning. He had to repeat himself. "Jolie, why are you doing this? Or more to the point, why are you letting us do this. Don't misunderstand. I love the change in you. We all do. But it seems so out of character for you. What's going on?"I was actually grateful for the question. It distracted me from the sensations his finger was causing. I whispered, "I can't talk when you are doing that Karl! I can't think!"He stopped moving is finger, but it remained inside me, just inside my opening. I managed to catch my breath and get my mind in gear. But I was still highly aroused and it occurred to me that at this very moment, after all of these hours of teasing, I wanted to fuck these men just as much as they wanted to fuck me. It looked like Doyal was going to get his wish!But I didn't know how to respond to Karl's very reasonable question. I couldn't tell him the truth. Or could I? I knew that they were all wondering. Maybe the easiest thing to do would be to explain. Doyal didn't say that I couldn't tell them. Would things be better or worse if I told them the truth?I glanced at the clock. It was still half an hour before Paul and I had to report to Doyal's office for lunch. I sighed deeply and said, "Give me a minute to talk to Paul before I answer you, okay Karl?"He nodded and finally removed his hand from my sex organs.When he had moved away I looked over to see Paul watching with obvious concern. I waved him over and he rushed across the room to see what I wanted. When he was standing beside me I whispered, "Paul, Karl wants to know why I'm doing this, why I'm dressing like this and why I'm letting them touch me. I was trying to think of a reasonable lie but maybe it would be better if we just told the truth. Doyal didn't say we couldn't. Maybe that would be better than this, whatever this is. Let's get it out in the open. I think I would be less embarrassed if they realized that I hadn't changed, I am doing what I have to do. And maybe they'll take it easy on me. Or not. Either way at least we can stop pussy-footing around in a cloud of secrecy. What do you think?"Paul looked at me, and then he looked around at our five co-workers. He asked, "What will you tell them?""The truth," I replied.He shrugged and said, "I don't know if that will help your cause. But I guess you're right. This silly game that everyone is playing now isn't fooling anyone. In some ways it's even more demeaning. I guess that we haven't anything to lose. You may be right, though I doubt it. I think that once they know that they have permission to do what they want things will get worse. But I guess we are going there anyway. If you would feel better having them know that you are being coerced then tell them."I smiled wryly and said, "Paul, it's more than being coerced. We are being punished. I suspect that our friends here in the office might side with Doyal when they hear why."Paul shrugged and said, "It's up to you. I'm not going to change how I feel about Doyal, and I'm not going to change how I feel about you. You do what you think is best."Paul kissed me on the forehead and went back to work. I turned to Karl and waved him back over. When he was close I said, "Karl, I talked it over with Paul and I'm going to explain what is going on. I think it might be best if I explained it to everyone all at once."Karl looked up and I looked around to see that everyone was watching us. He waved them over and soon I was surrounded by my five co-workers, all ogling my exposed flesh openly.When they were close by I said, "Karl asked me why I'm doing this, why I'm dressing like this and why I'm letting you guys touch me. I don't know if I'm supposed to tell you or not. But I wasn't told that I couldn't. I think it best to get this out in the open."I took a deep breath, which they all seemed to appreciate, and I started from the beginning. "As you guys all know, Paul and I are both from small southern towns in Mississippi. We grew up in an environment of prejudice and intolerance. We never questioned our beliefs and that is why this is happening to me, to us I mean."I saw the confused looks on their faces. Travis and Taylor were both from southern states too. I think they had a better understanding of what I was saying about my background. It only just then occurred to me though that neither of them seemed to harbor the prejudice that Paul and I did. I couldn't help but wonder. But now was not the time for deep thoughts on the way of the world.I continued, "When Paul and I got married after we graduated and got these jobs we thought we were living in a fairy tale. We could afford a nice house in a great neighborhood and nice cars and our life seemed perfect. We never once had cause to re-examine our values.""Things started to change when a black man bought the house next door to us. He was a nice enough neighbor, but it bothered us that a black man lived next door to us. He quickly fit right in and was welcome in the homes of our neighbors. But Paul and I were not so accepting. We left more than one party because he showed up.""One day his two teenage sons were playing in the front yard and one of them chased a ball into our yard. I yelled at him and called him some...some terrible names that I am too embarrassed to repeat. He was just a kid, thirteen or fourteen I guess.""That evening our neighbor came over and I was nearly as rude to him. I told him off and slammed the door in his face. That man was Doyal Anderson. I didn't even realize that he worked here, not that it would have made a difference.""Yesterday, the reason that we spent so much longer in his office when he was interviewing everyone is that he is punishing my husband and me. He is teaching us a lesson."Now for the hard part! I felt myself turning even redder as I said, "In order to keep Doyal from ruining our lives, Paul and I had to agree to do everything that he says until he sets us free. We are, in effect, his slaves. The reason that I am dressed like this, and the reason that I have allowed all of you to touch me this morning, is that Doyal ordered me to. Paul and I could lose everything if we didn't agree to his demands. Maybe Doyal is right. Maybe we have this coming. But I had to beg him not to fire us and I promised to do anything to keep these jobs. I intend to keep that promise."There was a stunned silence for a long moment. Then Karl asked, "So you are a slave now? A sex slave? He has sex with you?"I nodded. Taylor chimed in, "He ordered you to let us touch you?"I nodded again. I saw their minds working. They were not at all concerned that I was now a sex slave. Their only concern was just how far they could go. It was obvious on all of their faces.Then, almost as one they all turned to Paul. Paul was staring down at his work but his face and neck were red and I knew he had heard everything. Karl asked, "What about Paul?"I shrugged. "I don't know Karl. This all just started yesterday when Doyal was made our supervisor."With a smirk in his voice Travis asked, "How do you like getting fucked by a big black stud?"The others seemed as shocked by his question as I was.Travis saw their looks and said, "Don't give me that shit! I grew up in a small southern town too. And I had to put up with people like Jolie and Paul calling me a nigger lover and kicking my ass because I had black friends. I like you Jolie. You seem like a nice kid. But I have to be honest. I feel more sympathy for Doyal's kid than I do for you. I think you are a nice couple but I hate the way your minds work. I know that you believe the things that you believe because you were raised that way. But I was raised that way too and I knew it was wrong. You are both intelligent people. You had the same opportunity that I did to form your own opinions. You know right from wrong. Maybe this will do you both some good. I sure as hell don't have a problem with it. Hell! I think it's pretty fucking hot!"I glanced at the clock and saw that it was time for lunch. I slid off of my stool as the men watched carefully. I looked over at Paul and then I said, "No matter what you choose to believe of my husband and me, you now know why we are doing the things that we do. You are free to form your opinions, but at least now they will be based on the facts. I am embarrassed by some of the things that I have done. But I am a product of my environment despite what you believe Travis. You can hate the way that my mind works and apparently you can feel free to grope me at will. But I wanted it to be clear that I was permitting these liberties because I am being coerced. I did not become a slut overnight."Paul came over and got me. We left them to think about, and undoubtedly discuss what I had just told them. I would have liked to listen in on that discussion. But I didn't think that it would be very long before I found out how it turned out.We went to Doyal's office and knocked. He called out, "Enter."We went in and Paul asked if he wanted the door locked. Doyal looked up and said, "Not yet." Then he asked about our morning.I gave him a quick overview of how it had gone and I told him that I had told our co-workers why I was dressed like a slut and permitting them to grope me at will.He smiled and asked, "Great! How did they respond?"I shrugged and said, "I don't know yet sir. I just finished explaining it before we had to come to your office."He said, "It will be interesting to see how that plays out. They seem like a good group of men. But I suspect that the opportunity to take advantage of a beautiful young woman like you will overcome any moral compunction they might feel when it comes to taking advantage of you against your will and in front of your loving husband. They may be moral men and they may like you, but you are a sexy little bitch and when a man's dick gets hard he tends to let the morality of an issue fade into the background, at least until after his orgasm. They may feel pangs of guilt later. But I'm sure they can rationalize them away."There was a light tap at the door and it opened to admit the two janitors that worked on our floor of the building. They were both tall, thin, older black men with gray hair. One of them had a scraggly beard. They stood just inside the door and Doyal said, "Paul, Jolie, you have worked here for more than a year with these men cleaning up after you and I am willing to bet that you have never spoken to them. I doubt if you know the names of either man. So allow me to introduce you. The gentleman on your left is Oscar, and the man on your right is John. I had a talk with them earlier and explained my little psychology experiment to them. They were more than willing to help out. Oscar, would you mind locking the door?"My knees almost gave out as I realized what was about to happen. Janitors for Christ's sake! But there was never any question that I was going to obey. I didn't even stop to ponder how easily I had given in to Doyal. I had, after all, begged him to give me a chance and promised to do anything he demanded of me. And I was constantly aware of the possible repercussions if I should rebel. Always in the back of my mind was the picture of my parents losing their home. I would do anything to avoid that ever happening.Once the door was locked Doyal said, "Take off the lab coat, Jolie. Then go over and apologize to Oscar and John for being a redneck."I unbuttoned my lab coat and draped it over the back of a chair. I crossed the room and stood in front of the two janitors. They glanced over at Doyal. I didn't see what he did but they both smiled and in an instant they each had one of my breasts in their hands. I started to speak but my voice broke. I cleared my throat and said, "I'm sorry for being a redneck." But I couldn't leave it at that. I said, "I didn't mean to be hateful, to hurt anyone. I didn't know any better. I'm truly sorry. I'm trying to change."Oscar smiled down at me and asked, "Do you know why me and John are here?"I sighed and shook my head. I answered, "I imagine that I do."He smiled and said, "I have watched you since you started working here. You weren't really rude to me. It was more like I didn't even exist. You would walk right past me in the corridor and not even see me. I always wanted to turn around after you passed and kick you right in your redneck ass. So if you were hoping that me or John was going to feel sorry for you then you are just shit out of luck girl."I shook my head and said, "No, I don't expect any sympathy from you. But I am sorry for my behavior. And not just because of what Mr. Anderson is making me do. I guess I never really thought about...things. I never saw any reason to question the way that I was raised. I'm sorry."Oscar grinned and said, "Well, I guess I know how you can make it up to me. Come here girl."He pulled me into his arms and leaned down and started kissing me hard. His arms held me tight but I didn't fight him. John moved around behind me and I felt his hands exploring my ass while he watched Oscar kissing me. I felt Oscar's tongue forcing my lips open. I was disgusted by the idea of French kissing a sixty-odd year old black janitor but I tried not to let it show. I returned his kiss until he pushed me away. He turned me around and gently pushed me into John's arms. John took over where Oscar had left off and as we kissed I heard Oscar getting undressed behind me.I thought that I was just about as humiliated as I could get. It turns out I was wrong. I heard a sudden noise and saw a bright light through my closed eyelids. I opened my eyes suddenly to see Doyal taking pictures of me and the janitors. I started to pull away, to demand that he put the camera away. But John held me tight and I realized I couldn't win. Once more I surrendered. I knew that I was always going to lose. It was just that sometimes I started to resist without thinking. I had never permitted Paul to take pictures of me in the nude. I was always afraid that someone would find them. I trusted him not to put them on the internet or show them to friends. But I had always been afraid that someone would find them someday and I would be humiliated. Now it was all out of my control and the whole purpose was to humiliate and humble me.John finally broke off the kiss and turned me around to face Oscar again. Only this time Oscar was naked. I looked down and was relieved to see that at least his cock was normal, not like that huge weapon between Doyal's legs.Oscar pulled me closer and as he pushed me to my knees I heard the sounds of John undressing behind me. When I was kneeling in front of him he inched closer and held his cock in his hand. He traced my face with the head of his cock as he smiled down at me. He chuckled and said, "I do believe that is the prettiest sight I ever saw."Doyal apparently liked it too. He took enough pictures of it.Oscar held his cock up against his belly and ordered me to lick his balls. Once I started he let his cock fall and come to rest on my face. I had closed my eyes but Doyal ordered me to keep them open and he took a dozen more pictures from different angles.A few moments later, John stood beside me. He leaned his pelvis forward and started rubbing his cock over my face while I sucked on Oscar's balls. There were more pictures and then my mouth was passed back and forth between the men.First I licked and sucked on their hairy nuts and then their hard cocks. John's was slightly fatter than Oscar's. Neither cock was anything like Doyal's, thankfully.After a few minutes they started taking turns fucking my mouth. It wasn't so bad at first but they started getting more violent and after about ten minutes I was struggling with them. They were banging their cocks into the back of my throat painfully. I was just about to yell at them when suddenly Oscar's cock head forced its way into my throat. I'm not sure who was more shocked. I started to struggle but Doyal yelled at me to behave. At first it didn't sink in. Not until I felt a sudden, sharp pain on my butt. He had slapped the hell out of me. I stopped struggling and Oscar pulled back and then forced his cock right back down into my throat. I heard him exclaim, "Fuck me!"Then he was cumming with his cock buried in my throat. I was kind of dazed. I was kneeling there with the head of an old black man's cock in my throat, throbbing and ejaculating sperm. By that point in the festivities my mind had gone blank. It wasn't until he pulled his cock out of my mouth that I realized that at least there had been no foul tasting cum in my mouth. But my throat was kind of sore and I wasn't anxious to repeat it.Unfortunately it wasn't up to me. John had watched in amazement and he wanted his turn. He wanted to experience having his cock in the throat of a young white woman. As soon as Oscar moved away he did.John grasped the sides of my head and held on tight as he worked his cock back into my mouth. He began pumping it in and out of me, harder and faster and deeper with each stroke. His cock was fatter than Oscar's but not significantly. On the fourth or fifth attempt the head of his cock slipped into my throat and he held it there with my face pressed against his hairy belly and I heard him exclaim, "Son of a bitch! Jesus that feels fantastic! This girl is the best cocksucker I ever saw!"I heard the mirth in Doyal's voice as he said, "Well, technically John, she isn't sucking your cock, you are fucking her face. But I guess the end result is the same. She is still going to end up with cum in her belly when you're done."John started fucking my face then. Slowly at first, but then more forcefully, and with each stroke the head of his cock and perhaps an inch of the fat shaft entered my throat. At first it was painful. But I guess I started getting numb after a minute or two. I just held onto his hips and let him fuck my face until he tensed up and I felt his cock throbbing in my throat.He pulled it out after a moment and stepped back. I gasped for breath now that my mouth and throat were clear. I noticed with more than a little relief that Oscar had dressed. John started to get dressed but Doyal stopped him. He said, "Hold on a minute John. There is one more picture that I want to get before you leave. He invited John to bend over his desk and then he instructed me to kneel behind him. I obeyed. I didn't know what he had in mind but I was getting used to doing what I was told. I went along placidly until Doyal said, "Okay Jolie. I want you to spread his cheeks apart and eat his ass just like it was a pussy."My head swung around to look at Doyal so fast that I hurt my neck. I had never even heard of such a thing! I wasn't refusing exactly. I just couldn't believe that I really understood what he was demanding of me.He saw the look on my face and he said, "That's right, cunt. Eat that nice man's big black ass." I hesitated still, until he said, "Don't make me take my belt off, bitch."I turned to look at the big black ass in front of my face and I felt the nausea building as I contemplated the task in front of me. I heard Doyal start to unbuckle his belt and I started moving finally. I reached up and gently spread the cheeks of John's ass, exposing his dark, crinkled ass hole. It occurred to me that I had never actually seen one before. It was particularly unattractive. I moved my face closer. John smelled clean but this was without a doubt the most disgusting thing that I had yet been forced to do.I became aware of the camera in my face as I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips against his asshole. There was not yet any taste and the smell was not unpleasant, sweaty, a little musky maybe, but clean. Still, I couldn't help gagging at the idea of what I was doing.I tentatively stuck my tongue out and touched it to his wrinkled hole and as soon as I touched him he groaned in pleasure and his entire body twitched. He gasped and said, "Son of a bitch! I never felt anything like that before! Shit! I like that!"I wasn't as excited about it myself.I licked all around it for a moment and then stiffened my tongue and forced it inside of him. He continued to groan and gasp in pleasure and I began to fear that he was going to get another hard on. I was getting tired.Doyal took a dozen pictures and finally he said, "Okay. Gentlemen, I appreciate your help. Now I am horny as hell and I'm going to have to fuck this bitch before she has to go back to work."Oscar asked, "Do you mind if we watch?"Doyal smiled and said, "Not at all. Do you mind taking some pictures for me?"Oscar took the camera from Doyal and stood back while Doyal dropped his pants and shorts to his knees. I was forced down roughly over his desk and he used his feet to force my legs farther apart. A few seconds later he was ramming his fat cock into me and there it was again, that full feeling that had driven me crazy last night. I hated that he could turn me on like this. I had always had a very hard time reaching orgasm from fucking. Paul could usually make me cum that way. But he had a neat little thing he did on his down stroke when he fucked me. He would press his pubic bone against me and kind of push and twist at the same time, applying pressure over my clit as he did. It was a delicious feeling and it usually did the trick.Doyal wasn't even touching my clit though. His cock was stretching me to the limit and he was overpowering me, taking me. It was both mentally and physically stimulating and it was irresistible. I was soon grunting and groaning and I knew that I was going to cum again. I ignored Oscar and the camera. He was going back and forth between my face and the huge cock pounding into me. I hardly noticed. I suspect that Doyal was very aroused. He enjoyed tormenting me. He had just made me do some very nasty shit and he had the pictures to prove it. He wouldn't take long to cum. But I came twice before he finally redoubled his efforts and attacked me brutally with his oversized cock.I felt him behind me, tensing up and then stopping suddenly as his cock throbbed inside of me and deposited another of his large loads in my pussy. He stayed there, with our sex organs locked together, for several long moments. Then he said, "Okay Oscar, get ready. I want a lot of pictures of this."He slowly pulled his cock out of me. I felt the rush of cool air on my soaking wet pussy and I heard Oscar back there getting some close-ups. Then I felt Doyal's hand in my hair and he pulled me up off the desk and forced me to my knees in front of him. I knew what he wanted and I opened my mouth and sucked his slimy cock clean. It was still quite hard. Not fully erect but not soft either. He began to move it in and out of my mouth and said, "Before it gets soft let's see if you can do your new trick with my cock, bitch."I took more and more of his cock into my mouth. I was sure that it wasn't going to go. But he gripped my head after a few ineffective attempts on my part and he thrust forward violently. Everyone in the room gasped as his cock shot down my throat. It hurt, but it went easier than I thought it would. Unlike with the others though, I couldn't breathe with his cock in my throat. It was so large that it compressed my airway.He held it there long enough for Oscar to get a few pictures and then he pulled it out. I gasped for air and waited for my heart to stop beating so fast. Doyal helped me to my feet and I saw John standing behind Paul. He had one arm around Paul's throat and his arm twisted up behind his back. Apparently Paul had attempted to interfere.Doyal got an evil smile on his face. He said, "I guess you need to learn a little humility Paul. I suppose I've been taking it too easy on you. John, bring him over here."Doyal lifted me to my feet using my hair as a handle again. He picked me up as if I weighed nothing and dropped me roughly on his desk. He pushed me down on my back and lifted my legs and spread then. My sopping wet and dripping pussy were displayed for all the men in the room.When John had Paul standing in front of the desk Doyal said, "Okay John, let him go."Paul flexed his arm and rubbed it. John had been pretty rough on him I guess. Devon took the camera back from Oscar and said, "Paul, your bitch can't go to work like that. She smells awful. Get down there and clean that mess up."Paul glared at him and didn't move. Doyal handed the camera back to Oscar and turned and went around his desk. He opened his desk drawer and removed a wooden ruler. Before anyone had a chance to even figure out what he was going to do he lifted his arm and brought the ruler down right across the center of my right tit, right across the nipple!At first I couldn't even scream. I gasped in disbelief as the worst pain I had ever experienced in my life washed over me. I finally caught my breath and just as I was about to scream Doyal shoved his cock back in my mouth and held it there. I screamed around his cock but hardly any noise escaped.I was crying hysterically now. I couldn't see anything but Doyal's large, hairy balls. But I was praying that Paul would not refuse again. I can't describe the relief that I felt when I felt Paul's shoulders between my thighs. I felt sorry for him. I knew what a horrible thing Doyal was demanding of him. But I couldn't take another blow from that ruler. I just couldn't!I felt Paul's breath on my thigh and then his warm tongue began to lick up the cum that had been leaking out of me. I heard Paul gagging frequently at first, but gradually he got used to the smell and the taste I guess. By the time his tongue had cleaned my thighs and was beginning to bathe my vulva he had stopped gagging. I heard the three black men in the room chuckling as they watched. I felt so sorry for Paul. I knew that this was going to prey on his mind for a long time.His tongue bathed my vulva thoroughly and then began to explore my slit. I normally love the feeling of a tongue in my pussy. But I felt so bad for Paul that it didn't affect me at all. Doyal's cock didn't get hard again, thankfully. He watched until he was satisfied that I was clean enough to go back to work. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "Okay boy. That's enough. Let the bitch up so she can get dressed."Paul stepped back and helped me up without looking me in the eye. I squeezed his hand and whispered, "I'm sorry."He shook his head but he couldn't look at me.Oscar and John finally left. Devon said, "Put your lab coat on, bitch."While I was buttoning up the same buttons that had been buttoned all morning he said, "From now on you don't say no to any man. That's pretty cut and dried. You don't have any questions about that do you, cunt?"I answered quietly, "No sir."He nodded and said, "I hope so. Come back here when it's time to go home and get your dress. Don't make any plans for this weekend. You're going to be pretty busy."Just before we left to go back to the lab Doyal stopped me and opened another button at the top of my lab coat. He looked at it and said, "Button that back up when you are outside of your lab. When you are in your lab I want that one open too."I nodded and buttoned the button. I glanced at the clock on the way out. We had only been in Doyal's office for forty minutes! I would have sworn that the afternoon was half over. It had seemed like hours! We still had twenty minutes of our lunch hour left!In the corridor we talked about going to the lunch room or even out to our car to relax for a few minutes and be safe and alone. But I didn't want to go to the lunch room dressed this way and by the time the car cooled off enough to be comfortable it would be time to come back in. So we went back into the lab and hoped that the others would all be out to lunch.We were in luck. All five of the men we worked with were at lunch. We often went to lunch together as a group. I suspect that they had a lot to talk about today. I unbuttoned my top button and we went into the back corner and sat together in a couple of chairs. We didn't talk at first but Paul reached out and held my hand. I squeezed his hand and said, "I'm so sorry Paul."He grinned wryly and said, "What are you apologizing for? I'm the one that got you beaten with a ruler."I leaned down and kissed his hand. I said, "I don't blame you. I wouldn't have blamed you if you had refused. I know how hard that was for you. I'm just curious. Do you still think you can love me after all this. It really seems to be getting out of hand."Paul reached out and pulled me into his lap. He opened the top of my lab coat and looked at the red welt on my tit. It wasn't that bad. It still stung but it was fading already. He leaned down and kissed it lightly and said, "I really am sorry Jolie. You have to put up with a lot more shit than I do. It's much worse for you. I was just so shocked when he told me to...well you know. I'll try to be more careful. And I don't care what happens. I'm always going to love you."I looked into his eyes and I could see that he really meant it. I put my arms around his neck and held him tight and I was just about to kiss him when he said, "Even if you decide to leave me for that horse cock."He was smiling and I knew he was kidding. I leaned down as if I was going to kiss him and I bit his nose, hard!He yelled, "Hey!" and reached down and grabbed a handful of my pubic hair and said, "I'll let go if you do."Suddenly we were both laughing and I let his nose go and kissed him as hard as I could. He turned my pubic hair loose and put his arms around me and pulled me close. I put my lips by his ear and whispered, "Oh Paul, I adore you."He bit my neck and said, "Yeah, and you're okay for a cunt."I should have been furious, I guess. Instead I started laughing almost hysterically. I finally caught my breath and said, "You son of a bitch. Besides, I thought you liked my cunt.""I love your cunt," he replied. "And I love you."This little bit of fooling around was just what I needed. I felt much better now. I knew that I was going to be screwed around with all afternoon and I was going to have to let it happen. But I also knew that Paul loved me and he still had his weird sense of humor.Just then the lab door opened and the rest of the crew came in. They saw us in the back and headed back to see what we were doing. My legs were spread open and my pussy was plainly visible. My lab coat was spread open at the top and my uninjured tit was on display. There were only two buttons that remained buttoned now. I had no chance of maintaining any modesty dressed like this. There was no sense in trying. The men had all seen my pussy this morning. They had all touched it. It was still humiliating to be on display this way. But there was nothing that I could do about it.Karl looked down and said, "You look all red and swollen Jolie. Did you have another lesson in humility over your lunch hour?"I blushed and answered, "Yes Karl. Does that amuse you?"He grinned and replied, "Not as much as it turns me on. You are about the hottest little thing I've ever seen. I bet you look fantastic naked, and even better getting fucked."Karl was in his mid fifties and has been happily married to his wife for thirty years. He is a decent man and I would be willing to bet that he has never cheated on his wife. But the situation that was developing here at work was probably something that he never thought he would encounter. I was being forced to parade around half naked and suddenly there was a sexual tension in the air that had never existed before. I looked around and saw that there was a hunger in each of these men. The situation that I had described to them this morning, my sexual servitude, that was exciting to them. I guess I couldn't blame them. I'm not stupid. I have had enough interaction with the opposite sex and taken enough Psych classes in college that I knew how men's minds worked. After all, I've been a female all of my life!They all knew that our new black supervisor had just fucked me. They didn't know about the janitors, at least not yet. I sure as hell wasn't going to tell them. Karl reached out and helped me to my feet. He ignored Paul and stared into my eyes as he reached out and unbuttoned the two remaining buttons on my lab coat. I offered no resistance.He let my coat fall open and spotted the stripe on my tit. He cringed and placed his finger on it gently. He felt the heat and said, "I have something in my desk that will make that feel a little better."I thanked him. Then I stood there as all five of them stared at my exposed body. No one spoke for a long time until Travis asked, "You said that Doyal doesn't have a problem with us touching you. What if we want to do more than touch?"I had hoped it wouldn't come to this. I sighed deeply and said, "I can't say no."Silence. No one spoke. No one moved. They just stared at me as if I had just told them they had won the lottery.Then, almost as if they were all using the same brain, they all turned to look at Paul. They seemed uncomfortable about doing anything in front of him. Karl said, "You must really hate this Paul. But he's arranging this isn't he? He's setting it up so that we will be in this situation. He has her dressing in nothing but an almost unbuttoned lab coat and he tells her that she can't say no. This is what he wants. It's part of your punishment, isn't it?"Paul nodded.More silence for a moment and then Karl said, "I'm sorry man. I like you. I like both of you. But I'm only fucking human. I haven't cheated on my wife in thirty years of marriage. But I can't remember the last time my wife has agreed to have sex with me. And she would be perfectly happy if we never had sex again. She hates oral sex and won't do it. She thinks that a man's fascination with the female breast is infantile and she doesn't like to be touched. The only reason I haven't cheated on her is that I don't like sex with prostitutes and I'm too damned old to have an affair. But I can't let this opportunity pass me by. I hope it doesn't tear you up man. I hope we can still work together without you hating me. But I have to do this."I sighed and repositioned Karl in front of the empty chair beside my husband. I knelt in front of him and pulled his pants and his shorts down while he stared in disbelief.I pushed him down into the chair and pushed his legs apart. I leaned down and began kissing and licking his balls and his semi hard cock. The others gathered around to watch as I took Karl's cock into my mouth and started sucking. His cock was about the same size as Paul's so I had no trouble taking it into my throat once it got hard. Karl's moans of pleasure almost drowned out the gasps from the other four men watching. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing. The idea of my husband and four of my co-workers standing around watching me suck a cock was so degrading that I hated to think about it. They wouldn't let me forget them though. While I sucked Karl's cock someone pulled my lab coat off of me and as soon as I was naked I felt their hands exploring my body freely. I hated it at first. But before long my body, which lately had developed a mind of its own, began to enjoy the attention, especially the surprisingly soft hand that was between my legs and gently massaging my pussy.Karl came quickly and as soon as he was able to stand he moved out of the way. He was immediately replaced by Neal. Travis was next and then Ron. I was somewhat amused that they were using me in order of seniority. Taylor couldn't wait his turn though. While I was sucking Ron's cock, Taylor moved into position behind me and I felt his cock entering my pussy from the rear. By this point in our little orgy my body had been stimulated by their hands for so long that I really needed a cock inside of me. The best part of it was that while I sucked Ron's cock and Taylor fucked me, Karl and Travis continued to tease my body with their hands. It was a lot of stimulation and I had several strong orgasms before Taylor came.When it was over they all stared at me as if they weren't sure that it had really happened. They were all about ready to get back to work when I moved over and began unbuttoning Paul's pants. He was embarrassed. He didn't want me to know that he had a hard on from watching our co-workers use me. But I could feel his hard cock in his pants and I saw the lust on his face. I smiled and said, "It's okay Paul. Don't be embarrassed. I would rather that you get turned on than be upset. If I have to do this I don't want it to be a problem for you."He still looked embarrassed though. He sounded sad when he said, "A guy shouldn't get turned on watching his wife being raped."I smiled and said, "Bullshit. Most guys would get turned on watching a dog hump someone's leg. Now sit back and relax. I think you are going to like this."I started sucking his cock and when the head of his cock first entered my throat he gasped and his butt came right up off of the chair. I heard several chuckles from the men watching but I ignored them and concentrated on pleasing Paul.Poor Paul had been watching a lot of men have sex with me, eight in the last two hours. He was torn between what he thought he should be feeling and the way his body was reacting to the constant stimulation. I could see that I was going to have to have a long talk with him. Because there was no telling how long this was going to last or how bad it was going to get. I could only deal with this if he could. I was going to need his support to get through this.After Paul came and I swallowed his cum, Taylor helped me to my feet and handed me a box of tissue. I wiped my thighs and my pussy clean and Karl handed me my lab coat. They watched me put it on and button the two buttons that were permitted and finally we all went back to work. The guys seemed embarrassed at first. But it wasn't long before they were laughing and joking and extolling my virtues. They were also very vocal in their praise of Doyal for providing them with this sexual bounty. He hadn't come right out and said it. But it was obvious that he had intended for this to happen. I thought it might affect our production level adversely, but it was going to provide a hell of a boost to the morale of at least five of his employees.Once we were all back at work, Karl came over with a tube of ointment and gently applied it to the stripe on my breast. It did help and the application itself was very pleasant.As he gently rubbed the ointment into my breast he said, "I feel a little guilty for taking advantage of you, Jolie. But damn! That was fantastic. Thank you."I smiled at him and said, "I guess there is no sense in you guys feeling guilty about it. It must have been what Doyal had in mind when he made me dress this way when I'm in here with you and ordered me not to say no to anyone. He knew that this would happen. I just hope that it doesn't get out of hand, that we can continue to work together. I have loved my job here right from the start. Paul and I both have. I hope we can still enjoy working here now that everything has changed so much."Karl smiled and said, "You may need to keep a tight rein on us at first. We have all had the hots for you since you started working here. But if you and Paul aren't that upset about what just happened I don't see why we can't work well together until I'm in my eighties. Because now that I can have sex with you I don't think I'll ever retire!"I returned his smile and said, "I'm not upset. Not with you guys. I have been a girl for too long not to know how guys are around pussy. I guess I'm upset with myself for getting us into this mess. But I can't keep a rein on you guys. I can't say no without getting in more trouble. You gentlemen are going to have to exercise some self control or we are all going to get fired."Karl continued to rub the ointment into my breast long after it had been absorbed. He sighed and said, "It is going to be very difficult, sweetheart. I have to be honest. I have spent many a pleasant moment masturbating to the fantasy of seeing you naked and touching your lovely body. What happened today was a dream come true for me and for the others as well, I'm sure. But I agree. We are going to have to be more careful. If someone had come into the lab a few minutes ago we might have all been looking for new jobs. I'm too old to be looking for work."I lifted his hand from my tit and kissed it and said, "You are only as old as I feel, you dirty old man. Now get back to work. And thank you, that feels much better."I would have thought that once they had seen me naked, gotten a good look at my body and had sex with me, the guys would have gotten it out of their system and we could have had a more normal work day. It didn't work out that way. I managed to get very little work done that afternoon. The guys kept coming over and touching my body, no longer even bothering to think up an excuse to talk to me. In the middle of the afternoon, Travis took me into the small storeroom in the back and bent me over some boxes. He fucked me, taking much longer this time than he had when I sucked him off earlier. He thanked me and went back to work. But when the others saw what he had done they came in, one at a time this time, and I had sex with all of them again.The first time around I had sucked all of them off except for Taylor. This time it was the other way around. It was fun in a way. It was stimulating. They weren't too rough and there was a lot of touching. But I didn't have an orgasm and I was getting worried about my work not getting done.I used some rags to clean up with when they were done. I finally got back to my workstation to find that Travis had been catching my work up. He grinned and said, "I thought I owed you that. I'm the one that got things started this time around."I thanked him and went back to work. I didn't go to the bathroom and wash up. I hated going out into the corridor dressed like this, and smelling like this. So I sat at my bench smelling like sex until quitting time. The guys still came by for a quick feel every now and then, but not as often. I guess the novelty was finally starting to wear off.Paul and I went to Doyal's office at quitting time. He watched me change back into my dress and then he said, "My sons are spending the weekend with me. Their mother is going to drop them off around six. They will be spending tonight and tomorrow with you. I don't want to hear any complaints from them when they come home.""As far as I know they are both virgins. It will be up to you to give them a good sex education. You had best be a whole hell of a lot nicer to them this time than the last time you spoke to them.""The same rules apply. You don't wear clothing in the house, that includes the backyard, and you can't say no. The only exception is if they request an alcoholic beverage.""Terrill is fourteen and Jason is fifteen. But they will be just as much in charge as I would be if I was there. If I were you I would keep in mind that it was your first confrontation with Terrill that led to your current situation. There are two reasons that is important. He is still upset with you because of the names you called him and if you don't treat him with much more respect this time I'll make what you are going through now seem like a vacation."Doyal dismissed us and we hurried out to our car.Normally when we leave the plant on Friday after work we are looking forward to a nice, restful weekend. We were certainly dreading this one though. I had been pretty mean to Terrill and I was nervous about what he might consider an appropriate method of repaying me. I would have been nervous enough at the idea of being a sex slave to two young boys. I knew nothing about the sexual appetites of young teenage boys. Well, nothing except that they were always horny, their lives driven by raging hormones. That, and that they exhibited very little of the restraint that adults were supposed to be capable of.As was our usual practice we sat in the car with the air conditioner on and waited for the parking lot to empty out. We didn't talk much. Paul pulled me close and held me in his arms and we took comfort in being close while each of us was lost in our own thoughts.After the crowd thinned out we separated and put on our seatbelts. Paul headed home but I suggested that we stop at the grocery store. We were going to have to feed two teenage boys and I suppose we were going to need soft drinks for them.We got home and put the groceries away. It was almost six before I remembered that we were supposed to be naked. Paul and I rushed upstairs and undressed quickly. Paul went back downstairs while I went in and took a quick shower. When I stepped out of the bathroom Paul was just coming back into our bedroom with Terrill and Jason. I was instantly embarrassed all over again. The fact that they were just boys and that they had complete authority over us was so humiliating. It turned out that I didn't know the half of it. As soon as they got in the room Jason followed Paul into my closet. I turned to Terrill and said, "Terrill, I owe you an apology for the things I said to you when I yelled at you for being in my yard. I was very rude and insensitive and I am truly sorry."He smiled and walked around me. I have to assume that he had never seen a woman without her clothes on before. As he moved around behind me his hand came to rest on my ass. He worked his way around in front of me again and his hands began to roughly explore my breasts. He looked me right in the eye and said, "You ain't half as sorry as you're going to be, bitch. Before he sent us over here, dad told us what we could do and what we couldn't do. There wasn't much we couldn't do. You are going to have a long night and a hard day tomorrow."He stepped closer and even though he was only fourteen he was already taller than me. I was very intimidated. He held me with each of my nipples between his thumb and his forefingers, squeezing very hard. When I gasped in pain he suddenly spit right in my face.I looked at him in shock and started to reach up to wipe his spittle from my face. He yelled, "Leave it there, bitch!"I let my hands fall to my side and he spit in my face again. The venomous look in his eyes was scary as hell. He spoke in a dead calm voice that never the less made it clear what he thought of me. He said, "A couple of weeks ago a white girl spit in my face and called me a nigger. Do you know why? I beat her in a spelling bee. Her parents thought it was cute."I stood there with his spit dripping slowly down my face. There was nothing I could say to that. I had never thought much about race before. I knew what I knew, the things my parents and my friends taught me about race. I had never had those beliefs challenged before. I could see through the anger to the pain in this boy's face and I found myself feeling very guilty, not just because of what I had done and said, but because of what I had thought.Terrill finally released my nipples. With tears running down my cheeks I repeated, "I'm sorry Terrill. I really am."He snapped, "Master, bitch! You can call my brother and me master. You and your faggot husband both."Terrill began undressing just as Paul and Jason finally came back out of my closet. I watched them curiously. Paul's face was bright red as he crossed to my dresser and pulled out my panty drawer. I watched in dismay as Jason handed Paul a pair of my underwear and he put them on. Then he pulled on one of my dresses. Jason was grinning evilly as he humiliated my husband. But he glanced over at me from time to time and I knew that he was primarily interested in humiliating Paul. He had more than that in mind for me.He ordered Paul to remove my dress and underwear and go in and shave his legs. Paul looked like he was about to balk. But after an awkwardly long hesitation he removed my dress, which was uncomfortably tight on him, and my underwear and he walked dejectedly into our bathroom.While he was gone Jason turned to me. He asked me where my stockings were. I told him which drawer they were in. He opened the drawer which was almost empty now. His father had thrown away all of my pantyhose last night. The only thing left was a couple pairs of thigh highs. He pulled out a pair and put them with the panties and then he came over to check me out. Terrill had just finished undressing and even though he was only fourteen it was easy to see that he was Doyal's son. His cock was long and hard and fat. It was nearly as large as his father's. I was shocked when I saw it. He saw the expression on my face and grinned. He said, "Dad tells me you take it down your throat. Let's see if you can. I want to cum in your mouth though. I want you to taste it. I just need you to suck me off so when I fuck you I can last a long time. Isn't he a sweetheart? Well, I guess after the names I called him I should expect to be treated this way.He sat on the side of the bed and I knelt at his feet. I spread his legs apart and leaned down until my lips touched his surprisingly large testicles. Terrill moaned loudly as I kissed them gently and then started licking them. His cock was already rock hard and throbbing and I had never seen so much lube running down a cock before. He was obviously very excited.I had spent quite a while kissing and then licking Terrill's balls and his cock when I heard Paul come out of the bathroom behind me. I heard Jason order him to put on my clothing again. I tried not to think about that though. I had my own problems. Terrill's cock was smaller than his father's, but not by very much. I was struggling to take it into my throat as he had demanded. I finally managed to force it past the entrance to my throat. Terrill's hands reached out to hold me in place with my lips stretched tight around the base of his cock. He called out to Jason, "Holy shit man! Come over here and check this out!"Jason came over and stood beside me and watched as I struggled to breathe with that large cock in my throat. I heard him chuckle and then he said, "I don't think she's gonna be calling you nigger again. Not for a while anyway. That looks like it must hurt."Terrill moaned and said, "It may hurt her, but fuck me! That feels so fucking hot! They oughta teach girls how to do this in school!"He finally released his grip on my head and said, "Okay, bitch. Finish it."He leaned back on his elbows and watched as I began to move my lips and tongue up and down his shaft, taking him into my throat with each stroke. It wasn't long at all before he dropped back onto the bed and his hips thrust up involuntarily for a few seconds before he cried out and I felt him cumming. I pulled my lips back up until they were just below the fat knob at the tip and used my hand to finish him off so that his cum all went into my mouth as he had ordered.After he came I held his cock in my mouth until he sat up and grinned down at me. He said, "We're going to be doing that a lot from now on, bitch."I had been aware that Jason was undressing behind me. He sat down beside Terrill and said, "Okay, bitch. You don't have time to rest. I want to try that out. It looks like a lot of fun."I moved over and started all over again, licking and kissing his balls. Terrill watched for a few minutes and then he got up and I heard him and Paul leaving the room.Jason's cock was slightly larger than his younger brother's. It was nearly as large as Doyal's. I didn't know if large cocks ran in the family or if the rumors that I had heard about black men were actually true. It was easier this time. I had noticed before that once I got started it was always easier taking a cock into my throat. Not easy, certainly not pleasant. But it got easier.Jason didn't last much longer than Terrill had. It seemed like only a few minutes before he started shooting his cum into my mouth. As soon as I tasted his cum on my tongue I drove my lips down his shaft and let him cum down my throat. I much preferred that to having to swallow the slimy, bitter stuff.After he came I held his cock in my mouth. Unlike his brother, his cock never got soft. As soon as Jason caught his breath he pushed me away and stood up. He ordered me to lie on my bed and as soon as I did he climbed up over me and began to stab at my pussy with his still hard cock.He was having a hard time finding the entrance to my pussy and his misses were getting painful. I reached down and guided him to my opening. I was disgusted with myself when I realized how wet I was. But I was glad for the lubrication. That large cock would have caused me a lot of pain if my pussy had been dry.He drove his cock into me as soon as he felt the head of it inside of me. From the very first stroke it was a violent, brutal attack. I grunted in pain at ever stroke. I was sure that I would be black and blue when he was finished. At first he rested his weight on his arms. But as the rape continued he lowered himself on top of me and he began to kiss me and lick my face like an animal. His weight was crushing me and I was having trouble catching my breath. I couldn't complain though. I could only lie there and wait for it to end. I hoped that every time he fucked me wouldn't be like this. This was what I had imagined that a rape must be like. It was very painful and very degrading.The only thing that I could be thankful for was that it was his first time and he was very excited. Even though I had just sucked his cock he came in less than ten minutes. It was a long damn ten minutes though.He collapsed on top of me after he came and I struggled to breathe until he finally rolled over. He lay beside me on the bed with his eyes closed and said, "Clean me, cunt. I hear you give great tongue baths."I turned over just as Terrill was coming back into the room. He was leading Paul by a rope around his neck. His brother looked up and Terrill said, "I couldn't find any chains or dog collars. I guess we'll have to get some tomorrow."Paul looked thoroughly degraded, thoroughly humbled. I hadn't realized it before but both of the boys were larger than Paul. They were bigger, stronger, heavier, taller, and equipped with much larger cocks. Even if he wanted to fight them it was obvious that he wouldn't stand a chance against them.Terrill asked, "Well, how was it Jason? Is she a good fuck?"Jason smiled and replied, "She may be a redneck cunt, but she sucks cock like a pro. If every cunt I fuck for the rest of my life feels that good then I'll die a happy man. But then, I don't guess it has gotten much use with her being married to cinder-feller there. The fucking wimp is hung like a bug. They probably only do it once a month."I was going to ignore them but Jason asked, "What about it, bitch? How often does cinder-feller fuck your skanky ass?"I didn't think it was any of his fucking business but I kept my face as expressionless as possible and answered, "We make love three or four times a week."He couldn't leave it at that. He asked, "Do you suck his dick?"I answered, "Yes master. I love to suck his dick. I love him and I love having sex with him."Terrill exclaimed, "Even with that tiny little dick of his?!"I responded indignantly, "His dick is not tiny! He may not be as large as you or your father, but it is certainly above average and he is a very good, very considerate lover. He is also not a faggot or a sissy."Jason sneered, "I think she just hasn't had enough cock to compare him with yet. We'll have to do something about that."Terrill replied, "Not until I get my turn! Get back on the bed, bitch. I want to see how good that nasty cunt feels around my cock."Jason said, "Hold on dude! She was just about to clean my cock off. Then you can fuck her."I looked down at his slimy cock. It was disgusting. But I was getting used to this. Well, maybe not used to it. I was getting to where I could do it without feeling sick to my stomach. I leaned down and took his soft cock into my mouth and sucked it clean. I licked his balls clean and found a few drops of cooling cum on his thigh. When he was satisfied he pushed me away roughly and stood up. He moved out of the way and stood back to watch as I climbed back up on the bed so that Terrill could have his turn.Jason stood at the side of the bed, holding Paul by the neck so that he had to watch as well while a fourteen year old black boy eagerly climbed up and straddled my stomach. Terrill rubbed his large cock over my breasts and it quickly grew to full erection. When his cock was hard he moved down and I reached down to guide it into me. Unlike his brother he supported himself on his arms as he slowly pistoned his cock into me. But it wasn't out of any concern for my comfort. He stared down at me as he fucked me and I groaned in dismay when he started drooling more of his spittle into my face. Jason stood there watching, and forced Paul to watch as well, for several minutes before he said, "Come on faggot. But don't worry. You'll get to see a lot more of this before we leave here tomorrow."He led Paul away by the rope around his neck and Terrill continued to fuck me and spit in my face for several more minutes before he said, "Rub it into your face, bitch."I reached up and rubbed his spittle and my tears into my skin as he stared down at me with hate in his eyes. When I was done he hissed, "At least now you have a reason to hate me, bitch."I sobbed quietly and responded, "I said I was sorry. I am. I'm trying to change. I was raised this way. I'm who I was raised to be."He was starting to approach orgasm but he was able to respond, "You are who you want to be. I heard the hate in your voice when you called me a nigger."I could only respond, "I'm sorry."He grunted as he thrust into me and then he said, "You're going to be."Then he lowered his weight onto me and finished up, fucking me brutally until he filled me with another load of slimy cum.He rolled off of me and I felt the cool air on my sweaty body as I lay there catching my breath. I had gotten the same feeling of being stretched, of being full, when the boys fucked me as I had gotten when their father was raping me. But unlike with their father I never once became aroused. I was curious about that. But my curiosity was outweighed by my fear and my feeling of degradation at having to serve as a sex slave to these two young boys.My thoughts were interrupted when Terrill said impatiently, "Well...?"I sat up and moved down and sucked his cock clean. Even when it was soft his cock was larger than Paul's. I had to keep reminding myself that this boy was only fourteen years old.When he was satisfied Terrill pushed me away and said, "Go take a shower, bitch. You stink. When you're done come downstairs."He went out of the room and I went in and took another quick shower. I dried off and dried my hair. I brushed my teeth to get the nasty taste out of my mouth and then I went down and joined them in the living room. When I walked in they had Paul posing for pictures in my dress. They were laughing at him and calling him nasty names as he tried to pose like a sexy woman. He looked furious and his face was bright red. I didn't think that he was going to be able to take much more of that kind of treatment. Apparently they were trying to push him over the edge. They kept it up and tormented him far beyond what I would have thought was his ability to resist the urge to fight back. I was tempted to step in and ask them to leave him alone but I was afraid that would just make it worse.They finally tired of their sport and Jason brought a straight chair out from the kitchen. They pushed him down into it roughly and tied him to it securely using a very long rope. When they were done the only thing that he could move was his head.They sat down and ordered me to get them a drink. When I returned I was forced to pose for more degrading pictures. At first I just posed in humiliating poses, playing with my tits or holding my pussy open. Or turning around and bending over and spreading my ass open. Then they took turns posing with me and got pictures of me sucking their cocks and eating their asses. Jason even got a few pictures of his brother spitting in my mouth before they moved on to pictures of them fucking me. At first it wasn't too bad. They took turns posing with their cocks in my pussy. But Jason decided to break new ground. Terrill moved around and started taking pictures of my face while his brother pulled his cock out of my pussy and started forcing it into my ass. I was still a virgin there and it was very painful. I cried out and begged him to stop.The boys just laughed and Jason kept forcing more and more of his cock into my ass. He wasn't gentle either. It took him a long time but he finally had the entire thing buried in my ass and he left it in there for several minutes. It wasn't so bad, as long as he didn't move. But after enjoying the heat from my bowels for a few moments and extolling the virtues of ass fucking to Terrill, he started to slowly pull his cock back out. As soon as he started moving it the pain returned. I was crying loudly and begging him to take it out but he just laughed at me. This time he didn't just fuck me long enough to get a few pictures. He kept pounding into me until he tensed up and shot his hot cum into my ass. Towards the end the pain started to lessen. I don't know if my body was adapting or if I was getting numb. He pulled out of me slowly and then there were more pictures of me sucking his nasty cock clean. Then they took pictures of my swollen, bruised ass while I held the cheeks spread wide with my hands.Once I had gotten Jason's cock clean he took over the camera and Terrill took his turn with my abused ass. At least this time there was the lubrication provided by Jason's cum. It seemed to help a little.I hoped that now that they had each fucked each of my orifices they might be done for the night. I was sore and exhausted and degraded beyond belief. The boys sent me up to take another shower and when I got out of the shower I saw that it was after nine. I thought that this awful night much surely be almost over. This was worse than the night that their father had come over. I finally went back downstairs and joined them in the living room. Jason pulled me into his lap and toyed with, or I should say abused my body for a few minutes until the doorbell rang. He pushed me out of his lap and said, "Go get that, bitch. We're expecting some friends."I almost fell to the floor. Jason saw the look on my face and just laughed. I fought back the tears and went to the front door. I grasped the doorknob and took a deep breath. Then I turned it and opened the door. I looked out to see half a dozen large black boys about Jason's age. They were leering at me for a moment before they pushed past me and went into the living room to greet Jason and Terrill. I shut the door and leaned my forehead against it for a moment as I listened to the excited conversation from the other room. Six of them! I had already lost track of how many times I had had sex today. I could have figured it out I suppose. But I didn't want to know.I was jarred back to the present by Jason yelling, "Get your nasty ass in here. My friends are anxious to meet you."I sighed deeply once more and turned and entered the living room. As I entered the room I saw Jason take a movie camera out of a gym bag and hand it to Terrill. He turned it on and pointed it at me.The six newcomers were all over me as soon as I entered the room. This was nothing like when I had been made to have sex with my five co-workers. This was not orderly. No one was waiting their turn. I was pulled into a boy's arms and his hands were all over me while he bent and kissed me roughly. At the same time I felt hands from I don't know how many of the others, pinching, squeezing, pulling and invading every orifice of my body.I was constantly pushed and pulled from boy to boy and I was starting to panic when Jason interrupted to suggest that the boys undress and get on with the fucking and sucking.The boys stood in a circle around me as they undressed. The first one to pull his pants down, he didn't bother to undress, pushed me to my hands and knees and took me from behind. The first boy to force his cock into my mouth had undressed completely. The others finished undressing and pressed close, their hands mauling me as the other two fucked me roughly.I noticed that the first two had more normally sized sex organs. In fact, they were smaller than Paul's. As they finished with me and the others took their turns with me I found that only one had a cock as large as Doyal's two boys. The other five were all of a more reasonable dimension.The fucking was rough and constant and seemed to last for a very long time. As soon as one of them finished with me another took his place instantly. I noticed that several times Paul had been forced to suck one of their nasty cocks clean after one of the boys had fucked me. But that didn't happen too often because whenever one of the boys used Paul that way the others made fun of him and called him names.After they were all tired out and each had fucked me more times than I could count I was ordered to take another shower. Terrill followed me with the camera and he even recorded that.When I came back downstairs they were sitting around looking at the pictures the boys had taken earlier with their digital camera. Jason had run a cord from the camera to our TV and they were slowly looking at and commenting on the photographs.Only one of the boys expressed an interest in trying out my ass after seeing the pictures. Most of the others just wanted another blowjob though. One of them wanted to fuck me in the missionary position instead of doggy style the way he had the first time. While they continued to look at the pictures I started on one side of the room and worked my way around, sucking off six of them. Then I got on my back in the middle of the floor and one of the boys mounted me and fucked me violently. That seemed to be the only way they did things. The last boy was the one that wanted to fuck my ass. And of course it would be the one with the largest cock!He ordered me onto a large hassock and said, "I've never fucked a bitch in the ass. I'm looking forward to this. But just because I'm a nice guy I want you to scoop up some of the cum that's dripping out of your cunt and stick it up your ass. Get it nice and wet for me, bitch."It was a humiliating thing to do but I was thankful for the opportunity. The cum from earlier when Jason and Terrill had fucked my ass was gone and I knew that it would be less painful with that slime inside of me.I scooped it up and began fucking myself in the ass with my fingers, stopping frequently to scoop up more cum and force it into my opening. While I was doing that the boy went over to Paul and said, "Okay faggot. Get me nice and wet so I can fuck your bitch."I turned away. I didn't want to see it. I heard Paul grunting and gagging for a moment and then the boy was behind me and staring down at my sore asshole.He ordered me to hold my cheeks apart and I felt the fat knob on the end of his cock being forced inside of me. I held my breath and tried to force myself to relax. I wasn't very successful.Finally the knob popped inside of me and I screamed in pain once more. The boys all laughed and urged him on. He didn't need the encouragement. He was moaning in pleasure as he gripped my hips and roughly forced his cock into my ass.I was crying again and I pleaded with him to take it easy. He laughed and said, "Being easy is your job, bitch. But you just keep begging. I love the sound of it. It really turns me on to fuck a pretty white girl and listen to the sound of her crying and begging."For the next ten or fifteen minutes, though it seemed more like an hour, I concentrated on forcing myself to relax. I wasn't very successful. But finally he swore loudly and gripped my hips painfully and shot his spunk inside of my body.He stayed there with his softening cock inside of me for a long time before he finally slid out of me and struggled to his feet. The boys ignored me then as he walked over and forced his nasty cock back between Paul's lips. He roughly cleaned himself off in my husband's mouth while the other boys kidded him about liking boys.I remained kneeling with my head on my arms, crying softly and feeling very sorry for both my husband and myself. I was so wrapped up in my own suffering that I almost didn't hear one of the boys say, "We better get ready. It's almost time."I hoped that meant that they were leaving. But something about the way that he said it made me nervous.The boys all got dressed and when they were ready one of them pointed to Paul and asked, "What about him?"Jason said, "Fuck him. Leave him there. We can show him the movie when we get back."Then everyone headed for the door. Jason grabbed my arm and pulled me roughly to my feet. He turned me to face him and in a threatening voice he said, "We are going for a little ride now, bitch. You do everything you are told and everything will be cool. If you give me a hard time..."He paused and held out his hand. The boy holding Jason's gym bag reached into it and handed something to Jason. He held it up and asked, "Do you know what this is?"I shook my head.He smiled and touched a button on the metal and plastic wand and I heard a sound like a bug zapper. He chuckled and said, "It's a cattle prod, bitch. Since you have done such a piss poor job of calling me and my friends master this evening I'm going to give you a little taste of it."He touched the tip of it to the side of my breast and I didn't hear the sound. All of my senses stopped working when he pushed the button. I was only conscious of the most incredible pain I had ever experienced in my life.I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. I couldn't even fight to get away. My muscles were no longer mine to control. My legs went slack and I fell to the floor in a helpless heap.It only lasted for a second. But I knew in that second that I would do anything to avoid having that thing ever touch me again.Jason and another boy reached down and pulled me roughly to my feet. He grinned even wider, plainly enjoying my suffering. When he saw that I was more or less functioning again he said, "If you give me a hard time tonight, if you fail to obey an order or if you say or do anything to piss me off then I am going to stick this thing up your cunt and hold the button down until the batteries go dead. Do we have an understanding?"I quickly responded, "Yes master!"I was so afraid that I didn't even object when they dragged me out through the front door in the nude.There was a large van parked in our driveway. It was very late and it was very dark but I could see that it was a beat up old work van. Most of the kids piled into the back and I was shoved in after them. The kid who had fucked my ass got in the driver's seat and Jason got in the passenger seat. The rest of us were spread out on a mattress in the back.I didn't know where we were going and I was scared, very scared. But I kept my mouth shut. I was even more afraid of that cattle prod than I was of going somewhere in the nude with this truck full of young rapists.The boys groped me roughly and kept me distracted so that I had no idea where we were going. Several times my face was pulled down into someone's lap and I was forced to suck on a soft cock. Each time the cock grew to full erection but only one of the boys achieved orgasm again. And all the while the rough groping continued.The van finally came to a stop and the door was thrown open. I hadn't the slightest idea how long we had been on the road. I looked around after they pulled me out of the van. We were parked in front of a large warehouse. I think we were near the docks.There were a lot of cars in the parking lot but there didn't seem to be anything open around here. I was getting a real bad feeling about this.We went to the warehouse door and one of the kids knocked. The door opened slightly and someone looked out. A gruff voice said, "Get the hell out of here, kid."The door started to close but Jason called out, "Hey man, we got the bitch!"The door opened and a large black man stepped out. He gave the kids a quick glance and then he looked at me. He stepped closer and walked around me slowly. When he was back in front of me he asked, "What's your name, bitch?"I answered nervously, "Jolie Fuller, sir."He looked down at a piece of paper in his hand as if to make sure the information matched.He reached out and pinched my nipple and asked, "How old are you, bitch?"I cringed in pain but I managed to say, "I'm twenty-three, sir."He smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"I didn't know! I finally said, "Because my master brought me here, sir."He looked at Jason who was holding me firmly by the upper arm and asked, "You are the master I assume?"Jason grinned and nodded.The man asked, "Is the bitch going to be a problem?"Jason looked at me and asked, "You aren't going to be a problem are you, cunt?"I was terrified and my heart was beating a mile a minute. But I shook my head quickly and responded, "No master! I swear it!"The man said, "Wait here."He went back inside and came out five minutes later with another black man. The new man was huge. Not muscular, fat! He looked like he weighed at least four hundred pounds.The two men looked me over and the fat man said, "She looks hot alright. But she's a fucking mess! Couldn't you have at least cleaned her up first?"The kid who had been driving the van replied, "We figured it would be a good idea to bring her with some cum in her, kind of get things started."The fat man grinned at him and said, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Okay. Who gets the money?"Jason held out his hand and the fat man pulled a huge wad of cash out of his hand and peeled off some bills. I didn't see the denominations.Jason tapped the back of my leg with the cattle prod. He put his lips by my ear and in a threatening voice he said, "You are going to hate this, bitch. But if you fuck up, if you refuse to do what you are told, if you struggle, you know what is going to happen to you. I was not fucking around. I will do it. I hate you that much."His voice would have convinced me if I hadn't already been aware of it.Jason pushed me over to the fat man and said, "You go with him and you do what he tells you to do."I whispered, "Yes master," as the fat man pulled me inside. I assume that the boys followed but what I saw when the door opened and I was pulled inside got my full attention. There was a large, open room with a small stage in the center that was about shoulder high. But that wasn't the scary part. Not yet anyway. What was so terrifying was that there was a sea of black faces, all turned to look at me as I was pulled naked into the warehouse. A cheer went up as I was pulled through the room. There were hundreds of men surrounding the stage. The fat man pulled me slowly through the crowd and I was groped by every man I passed. I prayed that they were not going to make me have sex with all these men. I knew that I couldn't survive that. No woman could survive being raped by hundreds of men.The fat man pulled me up on stage and walked me around the edge so that everyone got a good look at me. After several minutes of crude comments from the large audience the fat man held his hand up and gradually the men quieted down. When the room was quiet he held up a piece of paper and said, "Gentlemen, the star of our show tonight is Jolie Fuller. She is a twenty-three year old married lady from here in town. Just to make things a little more interesting, she has never done this before and she has no idea why she is here."There was a roar of raucous laughter from all around me and the fat man let it die down before he asked, "Are you gentlemen ready?"A loud cheer went up from the crowd and the fat man turned to me. He pulled me close and said, "I know you ain't ready, bitch. But trust me. You are going to do this one way or the other. You are going to hate it. But you are going to do it. We can do it hard or easy, it's up to you. The first time you give me a hard time when you are told what to do I'll make your life not worth living. Do you have any questions?"I whispered, "What is going to happen to me?"He grinned and said, "You are going to put on a sex show for a few of my perverted friends, sweetheart. That's all."The fat man turned loose of my arm and said, "Don't move. I'm going off stage now. Someone else is going to come up here as soon as I'm gone and you are going to obey every order he gives you. You are going to obey, aren't you Jolie Fuller?"I was terrified. I knew that whatever they had in store for me it was going to be terrible. It was probably going to be the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I figured that if this many perverts were paying to see it then it had to be bad. But I also knew that the consequences of disobeying would ruin me. I still felt the tingle in my chest from that cattle prod. I didn't doubt for a second that Jason would put that thing inside of me and turn it on until the battery was dead. And I knew that would kill me.I couldn't look the fat man in the face. I just nodded my head and stood there as he walked away. I could feel the eyes of those hundreds of men on my naked body. I could hear some of the louder discussions from some of the men nearer the stage about my tits or my pussy or my ass. A few of the men were surprised that a woman as pretty as me was going to do whatever it was I was about to do. I didn't understand that. I think the fat man had made it quite clear that I was not here of my own free will.I heard a noise from the direction of the stairs leading up onto the stage. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and I turned my head to see a large, mean looking man pulling a large, nervous German shepherd up onto the stage.I stared in shock as the reason that I was here was finally made clear. I was going to put on a show with a dog! I shook my head and whined wordlessly as the man neared me. He gave me a stern look and said, "Don't shake your head at me, bitch. They told me you was gonna cooperate. Am I gonna have a problem with you?"I stared into his cruel eyes. I couldn't even speak. I stopped shaking my head but I felt the blood rushing through my veins and I could hear my heart beating in terror. My knees were getting weak and I was certain that I was about to collapse.He waited for me to answer him but I couldn't. I couldn't make a sound. He got impatient and said, "Get down on your knees you dumb cunt. Let's get this show started."I dropped to my knees, almost out of necessity. I was about to fall to my knees from fright.He ordered me to be still and he guided his dog over to me. I shuddered and fought the sudden urge to vomit as the dog began to lick my face excitedly.The man said, "This is your new boyfriend, bitch. Kiss him back. Don't make him do all the fucking work!"I had tears running down my cheeks as I pursed my lips and tried to plant a small kiss on the dog's face. The dog's handler said, "Not like that you stupid bitch! Dogs don't kiss with their lips! Open your fucking mouth and stick out your tongue!"I almost forgot about the cattle prod. I almost ran screaming from that stage. But just as I was about to do just that I heard that horrible buzzing sound. I looked down and saw the boys that brought me here right up front. Jason had the cattle prod resting right on the edge of the stage.I was glad now that the only thing I had in my stomach was cum. I was sure that I was going to vomit. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. The dog began to lick my tongue but then forced is tongue right into my mouth and explored it hungrily. He was prancing around and whining and it was obvious that he was getting excited and that he knew what was going to happen up here. He had done this before.I stayed there on my knees and allowed the dog to fill my mouth with his drooling tongue until the handler pulled him back and guided his tongue down over my tits and then down my stomach to my pussy. There was still a lot of residue there from the rapes I had been subjected to before we left the house. The smell of the semen on my mound and my thighs excited the dog even more. His tongue went crazy, covering my entire vulva at times and then trying desperately to invade my body.I expected to be placed on my hands and knees and put into position so that this beast could fuck me. I was horrified by the very idea but I wanted to get this over with so I could go home and stand under a hot shower for hours. I needed to get this over before I went mad.I was unprepared for what actually did happen next. The dog was ordered to sit, then to lie down and roll over. After he reluctantly obeyed he was ordered to stay. I saw the tip of his pink cock protruding from the hairy sheath hanging down from his belly and I felt sick all over again. But it got worse. The handler growled, "Bend down and kiss that dick, cunt."I gaped up at him and saw that he was, indeed, serious. I heard that faint sound from the cattle prod off to my side. I took a deep breath and fighting to keep from vomiting and fighting to keep from passing out I lowered my face to that inch of pink dog flesh and touched my lips to it.The handler said, "Stupid bitch! What did I just tell you? Dogs don't kiss with their lips! Don't fucking piss me off, god damn it!"I stuck out my tongue and began to lick the disgusting flesh before my face. I heard a loud sound go up from the audience but I couldn't really tell what it indicated. I was trying to forget about them anyway.I licked the head of the dog's cock and it quickly started growing and extending from the sheath. As more of it came out I began to lick the entire length of exposed cock which was now almost as long as my husband's cock and somewhat fatter.I saw the animal's cock throb and something squirted out of the end. I knew nothing about a dog's sex life. I assumed that he was cumming already. Great! Let's get this over with!The handler said, "Okay bitch, you don't want to waste that lube. Start sucking now. And you can use your hand on him now too. Suck him off just like you would with a man. But you are going to have to swallow a lot more. Dogs are pretty messy fucks."I put my lips around the dog's cock and started sucking. The dog whined excitedly and his cock throbbed, shooting a thin stream of liquid into my mouth. I gagged, but I managed to swallow and keep sucking. It went on and on like that. I sucked him as well as I could and my hand was massaging his still growing cock as quickly as I could move it. I noticed the knot beginning to form at the base of his cock. It grew quickly and the animal's hindquarters were twitching as if he were trying to fuck my mouth with his cock. I thought that this must be as bad as things could get. I was wrong. Once that knot had grown to nearly the size of a baseball the dog's hindquarters stopped twitching and his entire body started shivering as if he were cold or scared. But that was when the fluid that was shooting out of his cock began to change. It was no longer a thin stream and it was no longer almost devoid of taste. Suddenly it was a strong stream of huge spurts of thick cum and it tasted nearly as bitter as a man's cum. There was just so much more of it!I swallowed and swallowed for at least ten minutes. I was sure that I was going to vomit now. The only thing that stopped me was that noise that Jason made from time to time with the cattle prod. It always caused me to steady my nerves and steel myself for what I had to do. But it was a constant fight with my nervous stomach.Finally the volume of cum spurting into my mouth began to wane and the dog seemed to begin to relax. I noticed the knot going down and then it was over. The dog started getting antsy and the handler said, "Okay bitch, sit up."I straightened my tired back and sat up straight. The dog scrambled to his feet and the handler led him to the stairs."Thank god!" I thought. "It's over!"But it wasn't.The handler handed the leash to someone in the crowd and there was an exchange. He came back on stage leading a huge Great Dane.I glanced at Jason. He was twirling the prod in his hands and smiling evilly. The look on his face assured me that he would really love it if I balked.I turned my attention back to the handler and the new dog. This dog, too, knew what I was there for. His feet were dancing loudly on the wooden stage and his cock was already starting to emerge from its sheath.I stared at him in terror as he approached. The beast was huge! He must have outweighed me by at least fifty pounds. When he was close enough the handler forced him to sit in front of me. Then the handler smiled and said, "Don't worry, bitch. This time you get to enjoy it. You get to fuck this one. Give him a big kiss and then lie down and let him kiss your pussy for a few minutes."I looked at that huge slobbering dog's face and once more I almost vomited. I felt the bile rising in my throat but I managed to choke it down. I placed my hands on the sides of the dog's huge head and steadied it. Then I leaned forward and stuck my tongue in his mouth. He pulled his head away and his huge tongue covered my face as he lapped me excitedly. I totally lost control of him and all I could do was hold my tongue out and let him have his way with me.The handler was satisfied that I had degraded myself sufficiently and he said, "Okay, cunt, lie down and spread your legs. Let Bruno get a taste of the cunt he's gonna fuck."I sat down in place and then stretched out on my back and spread my legs. The audience was making more rude sounds as the dog dipped his head down and his huge tongue lapped at my pussy. As soon as his head was between my thighs he stood up and started prancing around excitedly. I tried not to hear the obscene comments from the crowd and I stared up at the dark space above me. I couldn't see the ceiling. It was too dark and too high. This room was as big as an airplane hangar.I took no pleasure from that warm, wet, unbelievably large tongue lapping at my pussy. I felt only fear and disgust. I lay there until the handler said, "Alright, bitch. It's time to return the favor. Get up and suck on Bruno's cock for a minute and then you can turn around and let your new boyfriend make love to you."The handler pulled up on the dog's collar and I sat up. I looked down between his legs and I couldn't believe it. His fucking cock was huge! It was bigger than Doyal's!I swear, that thing was a good ten inches long and it looked like it was four inches around at least. I looked up at the handler in shock and he was just smiling like crazy. He saw my look of shock and said, "Yeah, old Bruno is pretty popular with the ladies. They like that big cock of his."I stared at his cock for a little too long I guess. I heard the buzz of Jason's new toy and it brought me out of my trance. I got to my knees and reached under the dog. I wrapped my hand around his cock and held it in place, and then I leaned down and wrapped my lips around the tip. I noticed that the knot hadn't started to grow yet and I realized that as big as his cock was it was going to get larger once he started to fuck me. I was truly terrified now. I started sucking his huge cock and not long after I started the lubrication started spraying out of the tip of his cock. I swallowed several times and took as much of his cock as I could into my mouth. The dog started to become uncontrollable. He tried to pull away from me just as another spurt of lube sprayed out and covered my face. The handler smiled and said, "I think Bruno is ready for you, bitch. Turn around."I turned my back to the dog and got on my hands and knees. He lapped at my pussy and my ass for a moment but then he moved over me with an obvious urgency and I felt the head of his cock stabbing blindly at me. It was very painful. He was a huge, strong beast and he was nearly out of control.I tried adjusting my position so that his cock would be better able to find the entrance to my pussy. I was terrified that his enormous organ would find the wrong hole. I just knew that if he tried to force that thing into my ass it would tear something. I was afraid it was going to tear my pussy!Even after I tilted my pelvis down for him he was still having trouble hitting the hole. His cock was squirting that hot, slimy lubricant on my thighs and my stomach and some of it was even reaching my face. I finally stuck my arm out and grabbed his cock and guided it to my pussy. He never missed a beat. He buried that massive cock in me in one violent, brutal, breathtakingly painful stroke. I screamed as his cock entered me but he didn't even notice. I suppose he was used to it.I suddenly had at least ten fat inches of dog cock in my pussy, but not for long. As soon as he entered me he immediately began fucking me faster and more violently than I could have imagined possible. The pain was unbearable but I was trapped. He had moved up over me and his forelegs held me tight. But of course, I didn't dare try to avoid him. Jason was right there watching my every move.The huge beast was fucking me with incredible violence and I was having trouble just catching my breath. I kept telling myself that it would all be over soon and that I would survive. But then I felt something that made me question that. I felt his knot growing and battering at the entrance to my pussy. I was even more horrified now. This dog was nearly twice as large as the other one. His cock was nearly twice as large. How much bigger would that knot be?!I looked up at the handler, pleading for his help with my eyes. He just smiled down at me and it was obvious how much he was enjoying the show. He had a huge hard on!The pain was getting worse as his dog battered me. I was crying hard and each time he slammed his cock into me I cried out. But then it happened. That huge knot suddenly forced its way into my pussy and I screamed so loud the audience got quiet for a moment. The dog pulled back and I screamed again as the knot was pulled out of me. Then he made one final thrust and slammed that knot into me again. I screamed and nearly passed out. But now he was still. I remained under him on my hands and knees and I was panting like a dog from the unbearable pain. The dog's knot felt as big as a softball. I didn't know how large it was, but it was bigger than anything that had ever been in me before. I knelt under that beast and prayed that he hadn't torn me. At first I was only aware of the pain. But then I became aware of something else. I felt my belly filling up with his hot cum. It felt like he was pissing inside of me. There was so much of it and it was so hot. And it was so very degrading. I knew that I would never be the same again.I wanted to let my head rest on my arms and wait for this horror show to end. I couldn't though. The dog's strong forelegs held me in position as he dumped his sperm inside of me. I could only stare at the floor of the stage and cry hopelessly.My insides filled up with his cum and I felt it seeping out around his knot and running down my thighs. It was nasty but it relieved the pressure. There was so much of it that it started to become very uncomfortable inside of me.I don't know how much more time passed but eventually I felt his grip on my torso relax and I sensed that he was finished and ready for this mating to end. After a few minutes he tried pulling free of me but that knot was still trapped inside of me. I cried out in pain each time he tried to pull out and each time he would stop moving for a moment.His attempts to break free became more frequent and when he still couldn't pull out of me he stepped over me and stood with his butt to mine, his cock still firmly embedded in my pussy.The handler decided to amuse the audience I guess. He led the dog around the stage, dragging me along backwards by the dog's cock in my pussy as they went, until finally the knot shrunk enough and he was able to pull free. The men in the audience thought that was hilarious.His knot pulled out of me with a loud, wet, disgusting noise and I collapsed on the stage. The handler led the dog away and then I was alone on stage, lying in a heap with dog cum streaming out of my tortured pussy. The fat man came up on stage and announced, "Gentlemen, that concludes this evening's entertainment. Please check our web site for the release date of the movie and the schedule for our next show."I remained in a heap on the stage as hundreds of men filed out of the building. When everyone but the boys had left, the man who had answered the door came up on stage and pulled me roughly to my feet. I was dragged over to a desk in the corner. The fat man was sitting on the desk with his pants around his ankles. He smiled at me and said, "You are almost done for the night, bitch. Suck my cock. Make me think you love me."I was nearly unconscious but Jason touched that cattle prod to my breast and I was immediately alert again. I moved closer and leaned down in the fat man's huge lap. His enormous belly hung over his average size cock and I had to fight to get my mouth close enough to take his cock in my mouth. Once I had my lips around it I didn't have the ability to move my head. I had to get him off with my lips and my tongue and my hand. It took a very long time. He finally shot a small, bitter stream of liquid into my mouth and pushed me away. I still wasn't done. I still had to suck off the doorman. His body was in better condition than the fat man. But his cock was soft and it took me a long time to get him hard. Once he was hard I started taking his cock into my throat and in about fifteen minutes he filled my mouth with another load of cum.And then there was the dog handler. He was a large man and he was cruel and violent. He hurt me so bad when he fucked my throat that it almost took my mind off of what had just happened to me on that stage.When the handler finished with me the fat man said, "Okay, boys. Remember what I told you. Here is a copy of the uncut disk. If it gets out someone dies. If you think I'm joking then I suggest you ask around. Remember my offer Jason. I'd like to use the bitch again out at the barn. Now you kids clear out."They pulled me outside and dragged me towards the van. One of them opened the side door but the driver said, "Hold on man. I don't want that skuzzy whore in my truck like that. Find something to clean the bitch up."One of them finally found some smelly rags near a dumpster and I sopped up the streams of dog cum that ran all the way down to my feet. The insides of my legs were covered with it.I cleaned it up as well as I could and they finally let me into the van. I wasn't surprised that no one bothered me on the way home.The other kids stayed in the van. Jason and Terrill got out and roughly pulled me out after them. The van drove away as they pulled me toward my house. I didn't even look around to see if any of my neighbors noticed me outside in the nude. They pulled me along roughly to the front door. Once inside the first thing that I saw was Paul, still tied to that chair with tears staining his cheeks.Jason told Terrill to untie Paul and I was sent up to take another shower. I glanced at the clock as I went past the living room. It was only a little before one in the morning. This had been the longest night of my life. I was sure that it was after three.I staggered up the stairs and took a long, hot shower. I stood under the water as hot as I could stand it and I cried like a baby. I was beyond despair now and it may be too late but I knew one thing. I could not do this again. If the only alternative was that Paul and I lost everything and my parents lost their house then that was just going to have to be the way things turned out. I was clinging to the last trace of my sanity right now. I doubted if my marriage could survive this night. Not once those animals showed Paul that movie. If I was going to lose everything anyway then I might as well end this game now.I finally got out of the shower and dried off. I went downstairs just in time to hear Doyal yelling at Jason and Terrill for leaving the house and getting back so late. They were just standing there with their heads down and letting Doyal go off on them. He kept asking them where they had gone and they kept shrugging and saying, "Just out, dad."He turned to me and asked, "Where did they go, Jolie?"I didn't see Paul and I asked, "Where is my husband?"Doyal looked impatient with me for answering his question with a question but he replied, "I sent him upstairs to take a shower in the guest bathroom. He was a mess."I nodded and said, "Jason has a disk that will explain where we went."Jason gave me a threatening look but he didn't say anything.Doyal asked, "Where is it, Jason?"I interjected, "I believe that it's in that gym back with the cattle prod he used on me earlier."Doyal looked at me in disbelief and picked up the gym back sitting on the coffee table. He reached in and pulled out the cattle prod. He looked at it and then he pressed the trigger and saw the sparks fly out of the end. He looked at Jason incredulously. He asked in a voice that was dead calm, quiet, but seething with fury, "You used this on her?"Jason didn't look up. He didn't answer. He just shrugged.Doyal stared at him for a moment as if he could not believe what he had just heard. Then he reached in and pulled out the disk. He handed it to me and said, "Put it on."I put the disk in the DVD player and turned the TV on. I pushed play and went into the kitchen to make myself a stiff drink. I didn't care what they thought. I needed a drink.I came back out a few minutes later and saw Doyal staring at the TV in disgust. I looked to see that he had put it on fast forward. I was already sucking on the German shepherd's cock as the blurry images flew across the screen. It was a few minutes before we got to the part where the Great Dane fucked me. As soon as that part started Doyal stopped the disk and ejected it. He broke the disk in half and threw it at Jason violently. He turned to look at Terrill for a moment and then in a low voice he said, "You two disgust me. I have never been so ashamed in my entire life. Look at me Jason!"Jason looked up and he looked like I had when I had been on that stage earlier.Doyal asked, "Why? Why did you do this? How could you do this?!"I went over and reached into his front pocket and pulled out the cash that the fat man had given him. I handed it to Doyal and then I went into the kitchen to make myself another drink.I heard Doyal explode. "You little son of a bitch! You took five hundred dollars to...I can't even say it."He stared at them for a moment and then he said, "Go back to the house and pack your things. I'm taking you to your mother's. I can't stand to look at you."The boys hurried for the door and Doyal turned to me and said, "Jolie, I'm sorry. I will admit that I wanted to humiliate you. I wanted to hurt you. I thought that both of you had it coming. But not like this. I am so ashamed. Please forgive me. I won't ask that you forgive them. What they did was inexcusable. But I promise that I'll make this up to you somehow."I think I surprised both of us when I said, "Don't be too hard on them. As strange as it seems I think that Paul and I both learned a lesson in the last few days. I was starting to feel guilty before this evening. But I saw the pain in your son's eyes today and I saw the results of my actions for the first time. I may never be able to get over what happened to me tonight. And I pray that Paul never finds out. But I don't think that your boys are totally to blame. They were getting payback for a lot of pain in their lives that they received at the hands of people like me. I don't know if we can get our lives back on track. I hope that we can. I wouldn't want to repeat the lesson I learned today. But I'm glad that something finally got through to me. Please tell the boys that I really am sorry for the way I treated them and the things that I said. I'm sorry for the pain I caused them. I'm sorry for the pain that people like me have caused them, and will no doubt continue to cause them. I swear to you, I am a changed person."Doyal looked so sad. He said, "I would never have thought my boys were capable of what they did tonight. I'm sorry. I'll make sure that things get back to normal at work. You have my word. I can't undo what I have done, but I'll make sure that your jobs are safe and your future intact. I have to go. I need to take them to their mother's house."I stopped him and said, "May I call you Doyal?"I would almost swear that he blushed. He nodded and I said, "Doyal, keep them with you tonight. Talk to them when you calm down. And I'd like it if the three of you came to lunch tomorrow. We'll have a cook out by the pool."He looked at me like I was crazy. Then he shook his head and said, "Are you serious? After that they did to you?!"I shrugged and replied, "A lot of people got hurt. But I started it. Maybe everyone can learn from what happened. I certainly have."He looked unsure but he said, "You might want to talk it over with Paul first."Paul spoke up then. He had been sitting at the foot of the stairs listening. He said, "I cook a pretty mean steak Doyal. I don't guess you need to bring your suits. After all that's happened I don't see why we can't make it clothing optional."Paul looked at me and I smiled. I said, "I have no secrets now."Doyal looked back and forth between us and once more he said, "I'm so sorry."He turned to leave and I said, "Come over around eleven and we'll get acquainted while the kids use the pool."He nodded and left and I went over and sat beside Paul on the stairs. We were quiet for a few moments before he said, "We have changed, haven't we? I would have thought that we would have the opposite reaction to the things that happened. I guess being on the other end of the food chain puts things in perspective."I replied, "Paul, I saw the pain in Terrill's eyes this evening. Pain that was caused by people like us. I felt so guilty. We have a lot to feel bad about."We were quiet again for a few minutes and then I said, "I wonder what it will be like working with the guys now?"Paul grinned and looked embarrassed. He said, "It's too bad it all has to end. I am embarrassed to admit it, but some of it turned me on."I blushed and admitted, "Yeah, me too. Maybe it could just be toned down a little."I didn't want to talk about what happened after they took me out of here tonight. But I felt dirty and I felt guilty and I thought that it would be best to clear the air. Besides, I could use a little sympathy. I took Paul's hands in mine and turned to look him straight in the eye. I said, "Paul, I have to tell you what happened tonight. You may not want to be with me once you know."He pulled his hands away from me and put his arms around me and held me close. He whispered, "I know. When you went up to take a shower Jason told me what they did. Are you alright?"I was crying again. I wasn't sure if it was because of what happened or because of how well Paul was taking it.I answered, "I'm sore. But I seem to be alright, except for the memories. I expect to be having nightmares for a while."He kissed me and hugged me tighter and said, "We both saw some terrible things in the last few days. But I think we are going to make it. You are still the hottest broad I know and I still adore you."I giggled through my tears and said, "You know damn well us cunts don't like to be called broads now!"He kissed me and said, "You better watch your fucking mouth. Jason forgot his cattle prod. I'd hate to have to use it on you."I shivered uncontrollably. That cattle prod was going in the trash as soon as he turned me loose!We were both mentally and physically exhausted and we finally went up and went to bed. But as tired as we were there were still a lot of things to talk about. Paul said, "I guess you had a pretty hard night tonight. Are you okay?"I responded, "My worst nightmares came to life tonight. But I'll get over it. My body is sore but apparently undamaged. Are you sure that you can live with what you know about me now?"I was nestled against him with his arm around me and my head resting on his shoulder. He squeezed me and said, "You saw me suck a cock. How do you feel about that?"I kissed his chest and said, "I felt so sorry for you. I know how hard that was for you."He answered, "That's how I feel about you. I am only concerned that now that this is just about over will we be able to return to normal."After a pause I said, "But not like we used to be, right? I look around me and I see all kinds of people being friends and getting along and treating each other with respect. It's like we were dinosaurs, like we didn't evolve like everyone else. I feel so guilty about some of the things I have said, and some of the things I have thought. What happened to us was terrible, but we learned what it's like to be on the other side of the coin. It isn't very nice."Paul was quiet for a few moments and then he said, "I am surprised at something else I learned too. When you were nearly naked at work, when Karl and the others were having sex with you...I felt very guilty about it, but I got so aroused. Does that upset you?"I chuckled and said, "I can't really explain it. But my pussy has been wet every time someone put their finger in it lately. I liked being a sex slave. I was surprised to learn that about myself. I'm glad you aren't upset."Paul asked, "So we aren't going to put a stop to it?"I shivered in excitement at the idea of the fun and games continuing. I said, "We need to make sure that it doesn't get out of hand. But I loved it that they were always looking at me and touching me. The thing that I worried most about was that you would be upset."He laughed quietly and said, "Aren't we a pair!"The next morning my body was recovered enough that I was able to wake Paul up with a nice blowjob. Then we took a nice hot shower and went down and had coffee in the nude. We had discovered that we liked not wearing clothes around the house.After we read the paper and finished our coffee I started making potato salad while Paul went to the store to buy five steaks for our cookout this afternoon.Doyal and his two boys came over at eleven. They seemed surprised when I answered the door in the nude. The boys were both embarrassed. Not by my nudity but about what they did last night. I took them aside and we sat in the kitchen and had a talk while Doyal and Paul went out to the pool.Before I could speak, Jason said, "We are both sorry about last night. I know we got carried away. I could make all kinds of excuses. But the truth is that there is no excuse for what we, for what I did last night and I really am sorry Mrs. Fuller."I smiled and said, "Please Jason, call me Jolie. And I am not mad about last night. It wasn't entirely your fault. My husband and I and your father created a situation and you got thrown into the middle of it. Maybe we all learned a lesson about hate last night. It was a life changing experience for Paul and me. And we feel bad too. We feel bad for the things that we did, the things that we said, the things that we thought for so long. I feel bad for the pain that I saw in your eyes, Terrill.""We've all made mistakes. I think we have all learned from them. How about if we just start over? Do you want to try that?"Both boys nodded, though they still looked uncomfortable.I got up and went over to Jason and took his face and gave him a nice kiss. Or at least it started out as a nice kiss. I'm not even sure now who initiated the change. But soon his tongue was in my mouth and his hand was resting against my naked pussy and I had my arms around his neck.I broke the kiss and stood up, gasping for breath. I smiled down at him and said, "I think we are going to get along just fine now!"He smiled and I turned to kiss Terrill. This time it started right out as a passionate kiss. His hands were much more gentle than they had been last night, and this time there was no spitting.When I finally straightened up I looked down at the two uncomfortable looking bulges that I was responsible for and said, "You boys can't go out there like that."I took their hands and led them upstairs. I helped them off with their trunks and got on my bed on my hands and knees. I turned and smiled at them and said, "Gentlemen, start your engines."The boys looked at each other and climbed on the bed and in moments I had a large cock in my mouth and another in my pussy. I'm not sure what the difference was this time. But this time it was definitely pleasurable. I came twice before Jason came in my pussy. He was nice enough to leave his cock inside me until I finished sucking his brother off. After I swallowed Terrill's cum I turned around and sucked Jason's cock clean and then we went into the bathroom and they watched me clean myself. When I was done and we were on our way downstairs, Jason said, "I can't believe that you can forgive me for what I did last night, Jolie. Dad had a long talk with us last night. But he didn't need to. I saw the look on his face when he found out what I had done. I saw how disappointed he was. That really made me think about what I had done. I guess I just got carried away. I really am sorry. I can't stop thinking about what I did to you and I feel so bad."At the foot of the stairs I took him in my arms and said, "It's okay Jason. We both learned some important lessons. They were hard lessons and it hurt to learn them. Maybe that's what it takes for some people, especially when they are thick headed like Paul and me. It's over now. Let's just be friends and forget about it."He grinned and said, "Just friends?"I kissed him and said, "Just friends with benefits."We went out to the pool then. Doyal was now the only one wearing trunks. He looked surprised when he saw me with my arms around his two naked boys. It must have been obvious that we had just had sex. He looked into my eyes though and he saw that everything was okay. He stood up and dropped his trunks and said, "I don't want to look out of place."I went over and sat in his lap once he took his seat again. I put my arm around his neck and his hand came to rest on my upper thigh. He looked at me curiously and I said, "Thank you for the life lesson, Doyal. And I just wanted to say that you have a couple of real nice kids. What happened last night was as much my fault and your fault as it was their fault. Let's just forget about it. Okay?"He smiled and said, "You're pretty damned smart for a blonde. Now that we have the five of us straightened out, what do we do about the five guys at work?"I smiled and answered, "As long as things don't get out of hand I don't see why they have to know that things have changed between us. They are having fun. We are having fun. We need to kind of keep it in the family, so to speak. But Paul and I talked about it last night. We don't mind if things stay the way they are now. Maybe we could make the storeroom a little more comfortable so that we didn't have to get carried away in the lab. We wouldn't want anyone coming in and getting the right idea."Doyal thought that was a good idea and he was very glad that Paul and I were interested in continuing the fun and games. We discussed it for a while and then, while Paul got the grill fired up and the steaks ready, I took Doyal upstairs and we sealed the deal.After we ate, Doyal said, "I had something planned for tomorrow. I was going to cancel it, but you might be interested now that your horizons have been broadened. Jolie, do you remember Al? He was the man that took down a list of your sizes before he fucked you in my office."I nodded.Doyal said, "He is an old friend of mine. He owns a bunch of adult businesses in town. He also owns a shop that sells sexy lingerie and clothing. The plan was that he was going to bring over a large selection of sexy clothing tomorrow and you were going to model it for a half dozen of my friends. You would get to keep the clothes and my friends would get to sample a beautiful young blonde.""I'm going to leave it up to the two of you. Do you want me to cancel?"Paul and I looked at each other and smiled. I replied, "I could use a new wardrobe."The EndTo that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you. Comments? Criticism? Email [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57 |
lilsis.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/lilsis.txt | Author Note: If you like my story, and you like stories that combine romance and lust, I have others at /~dude/***I was in fifth grade when I found out about a wonderful thing called summer camp. I approached my parents with the idea. At first, my parents told me it wasn't going to happen, but two weeks later they suddenly changed course and told me I could go. Three months later, off I went-seeing my first boobies and getting my first handjob from a girl, but that's a story for another day. Anyway, when I got home, I received an incredible surprise.During the two months I was in camp, my parents divorced. There was a split custody agreement, and I stayed with mom, but spent two weekends a month with dad. It wasn't a bad deal because dad made our weekends together fun. About a year later, dad hit me another surprise-he was getting married. He had met a Vietnamese woman named Karen.At first, my relationship with Karen was awkward. We had a hard time finding anything to talk about, but that changed after she got pregnant. Suddenly, one of the mysteries of life gave us a lot to talk about and she actually picked me up a couple of times to have me help her stock up on things for the baby. After the baby was born though, I couldn't come over for several months. After that, my time dwindled to a few hours here and there. By this time, I was getting involved with football and girls, so I didn't feel like I was missing out on anything. I joined the service at seventeen. Mom finally remarried. My visits home became precious as both mom and dad, and their new partners, went out of their way to make me feel welcome. My half sister, Trish, would jump all over me when I visited. She knew how to make me laugh. I would take her out to the mall and the movies, or I would babysit her while Dad and Karen went out. Trish was nine when I left the military. I didn't see her for a couple of years because I was establishing a life out of the military. When I was established, Dad and Karen let Trish come for a weekend. It didn't take me long to figure out that she had a schoolgirl crush on me. I played doting brother, which I guessed I shouldn't have-considering the circumstances, but I never thought she would make a move on me. On Saturday night, we were wrestling. I was being gentle and let her end up on top of me. She was giggling when she leaned in and laid a very adult, closed mouth, kiss on me. I immediately should've stopped her, but I let it happen for several seconds before I lifted her off of me and said: "I guess we better stop."She gave me a curious look, but we didn't speak of the kiss again. Things were cooler between us that night, and the next morning when I saw her off on the plane. We did stay in email contact, but I controlled the tone of our contact. When her teen years hit, of course, our contact dwindled. However, in the middle of her senior year of high school, contact suddenly picked up. Trish wanted to come out to California for another visit. She had talked Dad and Karen into giving her a two week vacation in California, if I would put her up and be her guardian. A decade had passed since the kiss incident, so I felt that we would no longer be tempted. I agreed and let my work know I needed vacation on the two weeks after her graduation. However, as her visit date neared, my company was rolling out some new software. I negotiated with my boss and as it ended up, I would have to work the day after her arrival, but I would be free the rest of the time. On the day of her arrival, I went to the airport to meet her. I'd had a steady stream of pictures of her, but was I ever in for a surprise. None of her pictures had done her justice. Trish had grown into a smoking hot goddess. Standing just a hair under five feet, and wearing a red halter top and brown mini skirt with white knee high boots, I couldn't help but think: "If that wasn't my sister..." I mean holy shit. With her petite frame and doll like face she had the eye of just about every man in the area. Before I was able to hug her, I actually saw one guy moving in her direction to hit on her, but he changed directions when I did hug her.From the airport I took her to a restaurant. There, I broke the news that I would have to work the next day, but I would take her out immediately afterwards. When I broke the news to her, for a second I saw relief in her eyes, but she quickly hid it and I pretended I hadn't seen anything. I wanted to give my sister the benefit of the doubt, besides, she didn't know the city-what could she do? The next day, when I got home from work, I got my answer.I walked in, finding her sitting at the dining room table. I made small talk with her, but I noticed her eyes were carefully following mine. Finally, she said: "I need to talk to you about something, please sit down."I sat at the table, wondering if something new and weird was going on with my parents. With some apprehension, I sat at the table and asked: "What's up?""First" she said, "I need you to be a supportive older brother and remember I'm eighteen now, so I'm an adult, okay?""Okay" I agreed, my head swimming with all kinds of things, things my parents would hate."There's something I've wanted to do for a while", she continued. "Today while you were at work, I talked to some people, and tomorrow morning, I'm...." she looked down."You've got me hanging, don't leave me hanging" I said."I've wanted to do a porno, so tomorrow, I'm doing a porno.""A porno?""I've checked these guys out", she said, "so, it's safe, they're a real company.""Do you want to become a porn star?" I asked, incredulous."No, nothing like that, I just want to do it, once."I paused. "I don't know what to say" I told her."Just say you'll be my cool older brother, and be my friend, and please don't tell mom and dad.""Don't you think they'll find out?""Well first, I won't use my real name. Second, I'm going to wear a wig. Third, I don't have any moles or tattoos, so, unless dad is a real perv, he shouldn't find out. Besides, if anyone comes up to me with a picture or DVD, I'll just deny it's me.""What about the other part?""What other part?" she asked."The part where guys from all over are going to see you naked, and are going to jack off while watching you.""So, let them. I really want to do this.""Okay, do you need anything else from me?""Will you go with me? I don't know who else will be there. Protect me in case anything weird happens.""Are you cool with me seeing you naked?" I asked, my dick getting hard."Do you want me to undress now, so you'll be used to it?""No, I'll wait."***The next morning, I drove her to an address in the valley. There was a film crew setting up outside a house there. We met the director and the guy she would be having sex with. There was actually a script, although it was a small one. It mostly consisted of a few lines, and several pages of where they wanted to shoot in the house with camera positions.Trish had dressed wearing little, which worked for the first scene. Wearing a beater, daisy dukes, and sandals, she was supposed to talk to the actor outside to set up the sex scene. There was a Harley parked in the driveway and she was supposed to walk up, make some innuendo, then they would go inside to fuck. When the camera crew was ready, which seemed like forever, the director positioned Trish and called "ACTION!!"Trish walked up to the bike, where the actor was standing, "Nice bike" she said."Thanks" he answered.Gently stroking the bike while looking at the actor she purred: "I like something with big pipes that throbs.""I have a special tool like that inside, wanna see it?" he asked."Oh yeah" she replied while licking her lips."CUT!!" the director yelled, adding, "ok, let's get set up inside."It took an hour for the camera crew to break down their equipment and set up inside. During that time we all hung out. The director told her he really liked her work outside, then asked if she wanted to do a casting couch scene with the director. Trish diplomatically side stepped this one, telling him she was nervous about doing her first ever scene, that she would see how it went, and they she feigned butterflies in her stomach and ran off to the bathroom. She was only gone seconds when they started in on me, being curious about my work and life, and how I felt about seeing my sister fucked by another guy. I followed Trish's example, being a diplomat. I knew I was being baited, but I wasn't going to let them get to me. When Trish returned, she stood over by the actor and started being curious about him. For the first time, I noticed that he stood a foot taller than her. I wondered how she would handle the size difference. I began to imagine her naked. Being that she would soon be completely naked, and would be violated, I didn't feel guilty, but I did feel a little dirty, after all, this was my sister, my kid sister. When the camera crew was ready inside, we went in. It was hot as hell in the house because of the lights and camera equipment. The air conditioning was off so that it wouldn't interfere with the sound. The director talked to Trish and the actor to set up the scene. They did a quick run through so that the camera crew had the right angles, lighting, and focus. When they were finally ready, the director yelled: "ACTION!"Trish and the actor walked in the room. Trish sat on the couch while the actor remained standing."So, where's your tool?" she purred."It's right here," he answered, stroking the front of his pants. Soon, he had his zipper down and Trish went to her knees in front of him. He had a massive dick, but Trish went to work on it like a pro. The camera zoomed to catch her face being violated with his schlong. Trish winked at the camera and continued like a pro. Several minutes later he gently separated himself from her, then started undressing her. My dick got hard as her shirt came off, and I saw her bare chest for the first time in nearly fifteen years. She had a nice pair, still firm, with small, light beige nipples. When her shorts came off, I saw that she had shaved her snatch.The actor slobbered all over her bare kitty and the camera crew actually stopped him a couple of times to get the right angle. Trish mewed like a cat in heat the whole time, finally, they set up for the penetration shot.She was on her back with her legs spread. The actor talked to the director about just where her legs should go. When they had decided, he positioned her, then put his dick right up against her pussy. He was gentle, entering her slowly, but Trish made a loud "OOOOOOOOOH!" sound that could've been sexual, painful, or both. Once he was inside her, he began pounding her. Trish panted, grunted, and occasionally said, "yeah, oh yeah."The camera crew moved around the couch to get different views of her body and face as she was fucked. When they had made a full round of the couch, Trish and the actor switched positions. When she got on top of him, I saw her pussy stretch for the first time. I couldn't believe her teen pussy could stretch so much. She was like ninety pounds, and he was about two hundred with a seriously sized dick. Not only did she stretch around it, but she took his whole length too. She started bouncing on top of him. She placed her hands on his chest to steady herself as she worked his dick. The camera crew zoomed in several times where their bodies met. Finally, they switched over to doggie position. He banged her with a vengeance from behind, then when he came, he pulled out and started shooting on her back and ass. Trish swiveled and took his dick in her mouth, milking the last of his cum while he grunted. The camera zoomed in on her face and the director yelled "CUT!!"A towel was thrown at Trish. She wiped the cum off of her, then started to get dressed. The camera crew started breaking down the equipment and the director looked at the footage that was shot. Trish was paid by a member of the crew and we got ready to leave. The director propositioned her again. Trish diplomatically side stepped him again, telling him she needed a few days. When we got in the car she said: "That guy really wants to fuck me."We both laughed nervously, then I asked her how she was doing."I'm a little sore, but I'll be alright," she answered.I wanted to ask her a hundred questions, but this was my sister, so I changed subjects. "Wanna see the port?" I asked. There was silence in the car for a couple of minutes, then a song I liked came on the radio. I cranked the radio and we sang along. After the song had broken the ice, we talked about her prior visit, and my visits home, and eventually to where she was going to college.We had dinner on the Queen Mary, then ended up on deck after dinner. A cool ocean breeze was coming in. I hugged her from behind. She leaned into the hug. I had been thinking all day about what I had seen that morning. I needed to talk to her about it."Trish, can we talk?" I asked.She mewed, and squirmed a little more into me. My stomach was tightening up, and so was my groin. "Trish," I said, turning her to face me."Is something wrong?" she asked."I've been thinking about what I saw this morning. It's not easy to say this. You're really hot, and I don't mean that like a brother. I mean you're really hot, and I'm a man, and I know you're my sister, but..." I stopped, not sure what to say next."Do you disapprove? Do you hate me?" She asked, with panic in her eyes."No, no, quite the opposite. I've been having feelings for you. I don't know how to ask this..."She cut me off with a kiss. When she broke the kiss a moment later she said: "It's alright, you can ask.""I want to spend the night with you, in bed."Her eyes danced a moment. "Wow" she said, "Umm, okay."She hugged me and a moment of silence passed. "Steve, do you have a certain fantasy?" she asked."A fantasy?""Umm, yeah. We are brother and sister, but if we role-play this, it won't seem so much like we're just a couple of demented... you know what I mean?""Okay, let me think a minute."***The next day at six in the evening, I walked into the strip joint. A naked woman in her mid twenties gyrated on the stage. I was hardly seated when a large black woman came up and asked me if I wanted company. I passed, telling her that I was waiting on someone. She went away, looking slightly insulted. I looked around the club. There were a dozen guys scattered around. Several dancers were seated with several of the guys. A waitress came over and took my order. By the time she arrived, another dancer was onstage. I saw Trish appear from behind the stage and disappear into the DJ booth. Minutes later, she went backstage again.When the dancer onstage finished the DJ let the stage be empty for a minute. I saw the stage lights lower as the stage filled with artificial smoke. The DJ called out: "On the main stage, a little lady making a special appearance here today, it's Mischa."Turbo Lover by Judas Priest started blaring from the speakers. Trish appeared in the smoke, raised to stage level by a lift in the stage. Trish then put on one hell of a show, moving in time to the music. She was wearing a white teddy, the top portion of which came off during the song. Several guys flocked to the stage. She went to each one, shaking her money makers, and quickly shoving their dollars mid-stage. As the song ended, and a much slower one came on, she slipped her panties off. As she started slithering around the edge of the stage, half of the guys went up to tip her. I went up also. To make it appear I was just another customer, I took twenty singles and "made it rain" above her when it was my turn.When she finished onstage, she didn't even bother to dress. She came over naked and asked: "Want some company?""Sure," I answered.She plopped down in my lap. "So, what's your name?" she asked."I'm Steve."She shook my hand. "I'm Mischa, come here often?""Every week. I come here to pickup chicks.""Oh, really?" she laughed, "did it ever work?""No, I'm a pathetic loser.""Awww," she said as she kissed my chin, "I think you're cute. Do you want a private dance?""Actually, I got a great room at the Marriott. Do you give performances out of the club?""I charge by the hour.""Okay, when can you be ready?""I'll need a bit to wash up and dress. How about if I meet you there?"I gave her a card from the hotel. She got up and went to the dressing room. I got up and left the club.Forty minutes later, she knocked on the hotel room door. I opened the door and saw her in a black cocktail dress. "Did someone order some takeout?" she asked."I sure did. Would you like to come in?"She walked in and looked out the window. I was on the twelfth floor. There was a nice view. "This is really nice," she said before she turned and placed her hands on my shoulders. She caressed my chest, then started taking my shirt off. In minutes she had me undressed. She pushed me back onto the bed, then slipped her dress off. She wasn't wearing anything under it. She draped her dress over a chair, then climbed on the bed. She climbed up on top of me. We began kissing gently. I rolled her over and began making love to her, kissing her nose, ears, and neck. Eventually, I moved down, licking and sucking each nipple. After I had suckled on her a bit I moved down her stomach to her pussy. As I put my mouth on her pussy for the first time she hissed as she arched her back and placed her feet on my shoulders. She began moaning softly as I worked her lips and clit with my tongue. Her moaning grew louder and she gripped my hair with her hand each time I ran my tongue over her clit. Her breathing grew quicker and I could tell she was building to orgasm. I worked her clit some more. She made stifled mini screams, then suddenly cut loose as her orgasm hit. I backed off, then moved to mount her. She smiled as I positioned myself. She moaned contentedly as I entered her. She wrapped her arms around me and we began kissing intently as I began pumping her. Her legs encircled my waist and our lovemaking became gentle and intense at the same time. It didn't take me long to cum inside her, which caused her to gasp. We laid still for a couple of minutes, but I stayed hard and in her. I began pumping her again. She worked my shoulders with her fingers. We continued kissing. She began breathing harder, then her second orgasm hit. I stopped for a minute to let her orgasm subside, then I began again. Minutes later, my second orgasm hit. I pulled out and lay beside her. She draped a leg over me and began caressing my face and head with a finger. In a voice just above a whisper she said: "I've dreamed about this since I was eleven.""Really?" I asked."Um-hum," she confirmed."Was it as good as you hoped?""Better" she answered with a kiss. "You were great."We made love deep into the night, and everyday for the remainder of her vacation. We got together two weekends a month, then decided that it would be easier if she transferred to a school closer to me. Of course, we had to tell our parents. Predictably, they were blindsided. Surprisingly, Karen became our advocate after she pointed out that we had been doing the deed for nearly a year without Trish getting pregnant. She gave her blessing, then the others begrudgingly fell in line. Marriage is out of the question, but what is more important is to have a loving, dedicated, caring partner.END |
mytruelifesexstories.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/mytruelifesexstories.txt | Ever since I was a young boy I always enjoyed the feeling of being completely, unabashedly, naked. There is something so erotic about being totally, deliciously naked. It even feels more naughty and exciting when I have a raging hard on and can walk around stroking it, or admiring it in the mirror. Of course there is the added excitement of the possibility of being caught not only naked, but with a hard on just about to burst forth a load of boy juice.This is one of the main reasons I worked so hard on my wife for several years to get her to consent to visiting a nudist resort nearby.To regress just briefly, let me say, I have read many, many stories on erotic story sites. The largest percentage of which, by far, are purely, utter fantasy. Some are fairly good, some are exceptionally good, but by far the most of them are so ridiculously made up that it is hard to get lost in the story and fantasize along with the author.This story is absolutely true, as will be all the others if there is interest in follow up stories.I am 69 years old and my wife Charlie is 66. This story is not about our present sex life, although it is still quite exciting and fulfilling, but about our sex life when we were young and adventurous. I met Charlie when I was in the service and stationed on the west coast. I was home on Christmas leave and decided to go to the local roller rink for a Saturday night. There she was, 5' 1" tall, 95 pounds, long blond hair and slim legs with a tight sweater that showed off her teacup sized breasts to perfection. She was 16 years old and I was 20. Too old for her, but I couldn't help but ask her to skate. By the end of the evening, I had her phone number and the game was on.Charlie, it turns out, was a virgin. I know, by today's standards she was almost an old maid at 16, but it's true. Truth be known, I didn't have all that much experience myself. Both of us being brought up in a strict religious household, there wasn't all that much opportunity for sexual experimentation. My first sexual experience with a female was actually my younger sister, but that's another story. Masturbation, and lots of it, along with sexual experimentation with boyhood friends, was pretty much the extent of my knowledge of sex.By the time I got into high school I had two or three "serious" girlfriends and had gotten to "third base" with each of them, playing with bare breasts and getting "stinkfinger", but never the home run. I had been masturbating, pretty much nonstop, since I was about 8 years old. I think my first actual entrance into a pussy was when I was about 11 and my sister was about 9. That was pretty intense and it continued for several years, but I was still quite naïve about the desires and needs and the capacity of the female sexual drive.To put this thought into perspective, I had no idea that girls orgasmed until after I was married. I know, pretty backwards.Flash forward about 5 years from when I met Charlie. She was 17 and I was just 21 when we married. We literally learned about sex from each other. I think we had a fairly typical experience for a newly married couple. For the first three or four years we had sex every night. I indulged my desire to be naked as much as possible during those three years. Charlie was still hesitant for quite awhile to open nudity just for the sake of nudity. She went from having to sleep in pj's or a sexy nightie to finally sleeping in the nude with me. But it was a start.During that time frame, my uncle had purchased an operating nudist resort and was in the process of fixing it up and modernizing it. I was an unemployed carpenter at the time and he asked me if I would help him construct some buildings on the grounds. He offered me free membership into the club for my work along with nearly minimum wage, and that obviously fed right into my fantasies about being naked all the time. Of course there was also the added incentive of seeing a bunch of naked people as a bonus.I took the offer but I couldn't get Charlie to come with me right away. It took another two years of coaxing and letting her know she didn't have to get naked if she didn't want to. That was the club rule. Women did not have to get naked if they didn't want to, but the men were required to unless the weather didn't cooperate. She finally agreed, reluctantly, to come up for a weekend after I had finished the club house with the dorm rooms and stay with me and meet some people. I had met some really attractive couples and had told her about them and she agreed to meet them. Our sex life had tapered off a little because I was at the club all week working while she was at home working her job, so we were reduced to catching up on the weekends.I guess I already described Charlie earlier and physically, she hadn't changed much. I loved her breasts. Like I said, teacup sized, firm, with nipples that stood at attention and begged to be sucked. I'm not sure about physiology, but somehow her nipples were in direct contact with her pussy. Licking or sucking her nipples or lightly tweaking them with my finger tips, started her dripping from her pussy. Later in our sexual life, she could have orgasms from just playing with her tits. But I get ahead of myself.Me, I was pretty average. 6' tall, 150 pounds, solid without an inch to pinch. My cock is about 3" flaccid and just under 6" when hard. When I get hard, my cock stands straight up in the air pointing at my chin with a slight curve inwards towards my belly. Impressive in its hardness, but not its size.When Charlie finally agreed to come with me I was thrilled, but a little skeptical because I knew she didn't have any other experience with other men being naked and some of the guys I had talked to her about, were quite endowed. Being somewhat under endowed myself, I was unsure.The day finally came and we drove up to the club early Friday morning because she had a long weekend off and got there before most of the regulars had woken up or arrived for the weekend. We went right to one of the private rooms upstairs from the club house, one of my "perks", And prepared for her first day at a nudist club. I got naked right away and wondered just how she would react to this experience. She knew she was under no obligation to go naked right away. She stripped down naked to her panties and pulled a t shirt over her braless titties. For her, this was absolutely daring because I could hardly get her to go braless at home let alone in public. The result of that action was me getting a full-fledged hard on right on the spot. We decided that I really couldn't go down stairs and into mixed company in that condition. I took her in my arms and pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, my throbbing hard on pressed against her belly and my hands fondling her nipples through her t shirt. It didn't take long and we were on the bed with her panties on the floor and my cock buried deep in her warm juicy pussy. After she came twice and I emptied my balls into her, we laid there and composed ourselves better. This time when she put her t shirt back on my cock behaved and we were able to present ourselves to the club. I was, honestly, very surprised at her urgency when it came to sex right away.In hindsight, I think she was more excited about this trip than she let on because she had never cum quite that quickly before. She always came fast, and often, but not quite that fast. Once we got downstairs and outdoors, things just became more relaxed. Most of the people there were veterans and so, were completely nude and natural. I introduced her to some of the couples and they behaved just as if they were fully clothed but of course, they weren't. Let me say that most people at a nudist resort are very average looking people. Older women with saggy boobs, older men with wrinkles all over, along with married couples with children who were all absolutely relaxed with their bodies. Kids especially seem to like the freedom of being outdoors and doing everything naked. It really is quite natural. Being that I liked my women with a smaller body, it was also extremely rewarding to me to see young, nubile, 12 to 14 year old girls just in the first stages of their development with just budding breasts and a little peach fuzz on their pussies, being absolutely at ease with their nudity.When Neal and Georgia showed up I was glad because they were one of the couples around our age that I wanted Charlie to meet. Georgia is a tall, about 5'4" redhead with a really, (really) nice body. She has full, pouty lips that just say "fuck my mouth", really nice firm breasts about 34B, and hips that beg for sex with a thin line of red hair outlining her pussy, and very nice legs that ended, well, you know where. Neal was a big guy too. He was about 6'3" tall, about 190 pounds with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Neal is one of the guys I was a little hesitant to introduce to Charlie because of the difference in our "packages". Like I said, I am about 3"flaccid and just under 6" rock hard. Neal is about 7" flaccid and I really wonder how big that thing can get. When I introduced her to them I noticed Charlie seemed a bit flustered. She turned quite red in the face and I noticed that her nipples were pressing hard against the fabric of her t shirt. That usually means cold, or horny. It was a little cool that morning.This is all background information to see if there is any interest in going further with my life story. I haven't even touched on what I really want to tell you about. The nudist club being taken over by a group of swingers, Charlie's first experience with another man. My first experience with another woman, Charlie's first experience with another woman. My first experience with another man. How we started a very successful swingers club. How we went from couples sex to group sex to orgies. To light bondage with Charlie being tied spread eagled on the bed and forced to cum for hours.If you want to read about real life sex stories instead of fantasies, let me know. I have several years of experiences to share if anyone is interested.To be continued? |
deardiary.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/63/deardiary.txt | Dear Diary, Today is my thirteenth birthday. Yesterday was the strangest day of my life. It started out with my first "wet dream" and then I learned about some of the secrets to becoming a woman. I will attempt to write down exactly what happened, but after this, I will definitely have to make sure this diary is hidden from here on out. To begin I'll start with the dream and how I woke up this morning.Joey sat on the bed, with his back to the door. Until a few minutes ago he had been resting quite comfortably. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and rose from the bed, strolling over to the dresser and retrieved a clean set of shorts and headed off to the bathroom. I, being just one year younger, heard movement from inside his room and rushed to gather my clothes together. As I crossed out of my room, I was just in time to see the bathroom door ajar and heard the water begin to flow from the shower. Damn, just once I'd like to be able to beat him. Nothing I try to do has ever phased him in the least. My brother must be the most arrogant butthole in the universe.The boat shuddered, as if hitting one of the speed bumps found at the entrance to their old apartment in Cleveland, Ohio. Sometimes I wished my parents hadn't taken their vacation out on the ocean. Why couldn't they have just gone to Disneyland like other families?Glancing at my calendar above the desk, I noticed it was Friday the 13'th. Since this was also my birthday, I recalled how my parents told me of my being born into this world during the bombing of Berlin. Now that I am twelve years of age, did they actually think I believed I had been dropped by a stork? I probably knew more about sex then they did. I'd heard their sounds of lovemaking. Did they think I was deaf to the banging of the bed against my bedroom wall? Did it really only take about four minutes to satisfy each other? Like, for real. that I would believe that the stork brought me, why did they insist on treating me like a child? Many is the time I wish that I had a friend that I could absolutely trust to tell any and all of my secrets. I wish there was someone who treated me with respect. Who treated me as an equal.I have only one brother. He is like a mirror image of me, only he is one year older. Many people mistake us for being twins. If it wasn't for finally my maturing enough to having a bit of a chest, and my long hair black hair, we could be mistaken as identical brothers. I blame him for being older. He is always teasing and picking on me. It is few and far between that I am able to get back at him. Just last week he had stolen one of my new training bras and was using it as a slingshot in the back yard with some of the neighborhood boys. I got even with him by taking his adult magazines, hidden under his bedroom, mattress. I'll bet he is still worried that it was mom who had found them.Leaving my bedroom, I have decided I am tired of having to wait for my brother to finish in the bathroom for my turn. So I stormed into the bathroom and pulled my panties down, sat on the toilet and glared at his wet form through the shower's glass door.Joey heard the door open, but it didn't register until a few moments later that someone was with him. Continuing to shampoo his hair, and then rinsing it, he noticed my staring at him. Since he was only thirteen, and his masculinity was just kicking in, the fact that his sister was in the bathroom was just a bit too much for his juvenile pride to handle. He shut the water off and slid the shower door open. Acting like it didn't bother him in the least, he grabbed a towel and dried his hair, and began working his way down his body. As he reached his manhood, he emphasized the fact that he had just reached puberty and the light tuft of curls were given extreme attention with his towel. He enjoyed the amazed look on my face as I watched him exhibit himself in this manner. Just to add the icing on the cake, he wrapped the towel around the shaft of his manhood and stroked it a few times to cause it to become semi-erect. Its normal size of two inches, grew to just over three, as he excited himself to a semi-erection. A small drop of moisture formed at the eye of his hardening penis. He must have noticed I was intently watching the jerking movements and pulses his shaft, made as he moved his towel again up and down the length of his manhood.I didn't blink an eye. If it was a battle of the body as well as the mind, I would do my best to keep with him. I leaned back on the toilet and allowed him to watch me urinate into the water below. Normally that might make most males a bit apprehensive and turned off, but he had never seen a girl perform this private bodily function. Males just usually strolled up to a john, whipped it out and aimed for the water below. His erection grew slightly as he observed me. Joey could see the spray flow from my mound and splash below. He watched the golden fluid as it left my body to shower upon the water. I then took a few sheets of toilet paper and wiping myself, I made sure that my fingers caused my vagina to spread apart and expose its virginal entrance. We hadn't seen each others bodies since we had stopped taking baths together around five years of age. This open viewing was really the most that either of us had seen of the opposite sex naked. I calmly bent over to pull my panties up, and while doing so, brought my face purposely to within inches of his shaft. My breath had to have been felt by him as I stood upright. Strolling over to the door, I left the bathroom without so much as a backwards glance. I thought, silently to myself, that I had definitely finally bested him. Maybe now he would treat me more like an adult, instead of a brat baby sister!Closing the door behind me, I placed an ear against it to listen for any comments Joey might make under his breath. All I could hear was a continuous smacking sound. Lowering my eyes to the keyhole, I observed my brother stroking his shaft furiously. His balls swinging, as he pummeled his fist from the tip, to the base, in a heated fashion. Suddenly his knees started buckling and I wished that I could see his face, but could only note that he was pumping his fist almost faster than I could follow. With a moan from inside the bathroom, I watched as he spurted his hot white semen. At his young age, he shot so hard, that it seemed he might never end. When he finished I saw him wiping his hand with the towel and attempting to clean the floor of his sticky substance. He then pulled on his under shorts, so off I ran to my room. Hearing his bedroom door close, I knew that he had left and now could go in and take a shower. Upon entering the bathroom, I turned and placed the catch that served as a lock on the inside the door and stripped myself of my night shirt and panties. I saw in the mirror how erect my nipple had become and they seemed to be at least twice as large. I was really proud of the way my body had matured over the last few months. My gaze fell to the sink, where I had noticed Joey had been facing. I saw about three splotches of gooey white stuff on the edge. Remembering how his shaft had erupted, I reached down and for the first time in my life touched semen. I noticed, almost in a scientific manner, that it was indeed sticky, as some of the other more experienced girls in my class had bragged to me. I could still feel the heat from its moisture. Bringing my fingers up to my face, I could actually smell the scent of him. Disappointed, but curious, I couldn't bring herself to taste something found in a bathroom. Rubbing the semen between my fingers, I imagined two people having sex. I mean real sex. The man plunging deep inside of the woman, bringing them both to new heights of passion. I wondered what the explosion of it deep inside myself would feel like. My other hand naturally found the cleft between my legs and I began to slide my index finger gently between the moist lips. With my other hand, I placed the sticky material on my nipples and pinching them ever so slightly, felt electric jolts throughout my body. I had never revealed feelings such as those that were overbearing my body now. I thrust my pelvis out as I tore at the sheets that confined me.**Dear Diary,This ends my dream and I will attempt to tell you of what happened during that following morning. It had seemed so real. I couldn't believe that I had thought about Joey that way, but my father never let me go around other boys. He is really the only male close to my age I have contact with. But as the morning began, I soon learned more about becoming a woman.It was then I awoke, realizing I had just experienced my first graphic 'wet dream'. My left hand was still thrust deep into my panties and the moisture from deep inside had escaped to soak the sheets about myself. The last thing I remembered from the night before, was curling up to read a book. I had been visiting with my girlfriend and there had been a lack of reading material for my age in the guest room. So having discovered an adult book hidden in the bottom dresser drawer, and in the curiosity of it, I decided to see if some of the stories I had heard spoken about these books, with my friends, might be true. The book had been quite graphic in detail and seemed to bring a warmth to my private areas. At first my knees bounced back and forth causing my thighs to open and close, this movement had always excited me before, but it wasn't quite enough for me any more. I needed more sensation than the simple hint of excitement it caused. I couldn't help but pull my panties to the side and begin sliding my finger up and down my privates as I read. As I got more into the story, I suddenly started to feel my vagina muscles quiver. Scared, I quit touching myself, but continued to read. It was only a few pages later I realized that my finger was again pressing itself against my moist slit. My breath quickened as I read how the hero of the story was ravaging a beautiful Amazon woman. As my eyes grew heavy, I decided I had read enough for one night and placed the book on the night stand and turned over and fell fast asleep. It wasn't until my "wet dream" that I had discovered that my imagination was waking me up and causing me to think more like a woman instead of a little girl. Drawing my hand from the inside of my panties, I drew back the covers and ambled off to the bathroom to clean up before anyone else in the house woke up. Passing through the hallway, I noticed that my girlfriend, Stacey, was lying in her bed, with the covers thrown about her as well. I wondered if she might be having these feelings as well. Yet it was still early in the morning, and my friend was still deep asleep. Stacey normally wore boy's pajamas to bed and I could see that Stacey had only worn the shirt. It's buttons had opened, during her tossing in the night, and one nipple was peeking out between the now open gap. I stepped into the room and covered her up with the sheet she had tossed aside in the night.On down through the hallway, I passed my girlfriends parent's room. Stacey's parents both worked at jobs that took them out of town on occasion, so it was often you might find one of them gone for days. This time Stacey's dad happened to be home. Boy was he handsome for his age. I kept thinking that if he was about ten years younger and not married I might have been lucky enough to marry a man like him. Peeking into his room, I noticed him asleep on the bed. His muscular body was turned from me, yet I could tell he never slept in pajamas like my own brother or father did. He usually wore short pants. Having caught glimpses of him after he removed them, to retire for the night, I knew that he wore only skimpy briefs. On tip toe, I crept into his room and to the other side of the bed and gazed down upon his sleeping form. My eyes immediately trailed down his body to alight upon his crotch. Thinking back, I remembered how some girls said they liked to look at a mans butt. I chuckled, as I had always thought that was silly. I mean, a girl couldn't have sex with a mans butt, could they? He had been laying on the floor watching TV with them earlier. I wished he had fallen asleep there. I imagined taking advantage of him while he sleeping at my feet. I could have easily touched his manhood and he would have never known. The one time I had really wished he had stayed in the front room and wrestled with me, tackling me and pinning my body to the floor, with his crotch next to mine, separated only by thin pieces of cloth. His innocent tickling came so close to sexually teasing. Last night I would have teased him back with threats of depantsing him, and I knew that he would have let me. Some men really enjoyed having the woman being dominate. Especially when they were unsure of how far to go with them. This meant that the girl could have control over a situation and was usually more relaxed and excitable knowing she was the master over his total existence. Dave was just one of the few men who had this quality. If he ever stepped slightly out of bounds, he instantly apologized and I knew he really meant it.It was then Dave rolled over onto his back. I jumped next to the dresser, so that he might not see me if he woke up. Yet the regular breathing of his, showed me that he was still in a deep sleep. His arm covered his face and a slight stubble was forming, since he must have forgotten to shave the prior morning. The way he was laying was now more to my advantage, as I had a clear view of his stretched out body. He was indeed wearing a pair of silk briefs. They may normally cover his manhood, yet at these early hours of the morning, showed his penis semi-erect. My brother often had a hard-on that formed a little tent in his sheets, and mom had explained that most males get an erection when they sleep. It seemed they never stopped thinking of sex or something related to that subject. Little did they know that women have the same feelings, but would never let the male species catch on to that fact!As I looked down at him, I discovered the tip of his shaft had slipped out the elastic of his briefs and was in plain sight for me to view. I knew that if he was to wake up now, he would never say a word, yet the embarrassment of being there, would make me want to melt into the floor. Just as the thought of seeing his totally nude body crossed my mind, I leaned over to gain a closer view of the crown of his cock. His heavy breathing showed me that he was still fast asleep. I cautiously reached down and touched the outline of his manhood through his briefs. His breaths became faster and I noticed his shaft becoming more erect. Scared, I backed away from him, yet couldn't bring myself to leave. Leaning over again, I placed my finger in the gap formed by his manhood and the elastic of his briefs. I had played enough tricks on my brother, that I knew that most men could sleep through an atomic explosion. Even if he did awaken, I knew he would pretend to stay asleep. It was doubtful that he would wake up though. Once I had put Joey's hand in a glass of very warm water, while he slept. I'd had heard that it caused a person who was asleep to wet the bed. It sure caused a wet pool around my brother's sheets to form. I had felt quite smug in that dirty trick!Drawing my attention to the main attraction within inches of me, I pulled back on the elastic of Dave's skimpy briefs. I gasped, as my slight touch caused his now rigid penis to help bring the thin material away from his body. His breathing was now much more rapid, yet I sensed he was still asleep. I thought, if anything, he will probably think this is all a dream, such as I had earlier. My hand trembled as I pulled the shorts down farther and exposed his complete manhood. I had never viewed a man's penis. Sure, I had seen my brothers when they were younger, yet that was nothing like the fully developed appendage I was viewing now. It was really scary, thrilling, electrifying, and definitely went against everything I had been taught and warned about. But I had to stay and see that beautiful, yet intimidating manhood. Someday I knew I would feel the pulsing of one just like this, between my own legs. The thought of his cock driving itself deep inside my privates almost caused me to run out of the room. Just the idea that something so large could ever plunge into me, caused my body to cringe. It was then I realized that women must have been made to be compatible and though I couldn't, no wouldn't, imagine it pulsing in my most private of places. I knew my privates could stretch to accept his throbbing manhood, had I really wanted it to.I had to touch him and see if it was real. My tiny fingers lightly ran themselves up and down the base of his shaft. Bravely, I even reached down, and tickled the pubic hairs that surrounded his testicles. His breath became ragged as I continued running my fingers through his pubic hairs. Realizing that if I continued my exploration, he might ejaculate. I stopped until his breathing became more regular. I just had to know if what the other girls said was true about the taste of semen. Would I be able to make him perform without his waking up? Was cum actually salty? Why did they say it was sticky? This must be why women can have total control over a man, as least in the bedroom. If I could control him, I could learn to control anything that came up against me in life. But could he orgasm without having intercourse? Was what I was doing classified as having sex? Only a few people might say yes, many would argue the other way. Yet wasn't sex the actual act of intercourse? Couldn't two people enjoy each others company intimately without actual penetration? I had learned in sex education class that men can orgasm in their sleep, and that "wet dreams" were a part of their daily life. Why couldn't girls enjoy sexual thought the way that men must be able to? I thought about my earlier dream and realized women have those thoughts as well, but just didn't vocalize the fact to everyone.There were to many thoughts running through my head. I felt like I was angry with all the people in the world. Why wasn't life just plain and simple? Why do we have to hide everything we do as if it is wrong? Why did we even have to wear clothes? It seemed like only the rich could wear fancy clothes and if no one wore any, then we'd have to classify people for what they were instead of what they wore. Are these thoughts wrong? What is wrong? Some say that a woman's body is a temple, while others state it's a receptacle. Some men could be so cruel, while others were so nice. It was then I came to the realization that it would only be resolved if I decided herself. Each of us are individuals and no one is the same. The best decisions may be okay for the majority, yet that still meant that some minorities would still be hurt. True one should save themselves for marriage, yet in this day and age of divorce and separation and abuse, what is the reasoning for loosing so many years of a life, saving for that one special person, just to have them leave later? What about disease? Couldn't that be God's way of punishing those who do not abstain? Yet didn't God give us this urge to explore and be intimate? He didn't just have us 'reproduce'! It's true, most girls mature physically more than mentally, but hadn't I really been the one in charge of our household since both of my own parents were away at work most of time? I felt that I was much more mentally fit then most adults would admit. The fact was, I was probably more mature than many adults I knew.I made my decision in one felled swoop. I knew that I pondered on the answer I would give myself many times in the past, if the chance ever arose, it would be this. I would insure that any man I might explore the facts of life with, would have to follow the ground rules we both set forth. With neither of us going too far and yet far enough to satisfy each other. This would allow me to be true to the way I had been raised and yet true to myself. Doesn't a flower bloom and share its beauty, before the petals fall off to allow it to seed before dying?**Dear Diary,I can remember back when I was eight and Tommy, the boy next door and I played "I'll show you mine if you show me yours..." I can remember wondering why I had been born without a penis like him. Now I am glad that I am a woman. We seem to have the better deal. I remember touching Tommy's little echo of manhood, and even at his early years, he had gotten a hard-on. I think it scared him more than me, because he had pulled his shorts up and went running from the shed. I have always secretly desired to see what might have happened had I continued playing with his privates. Now that I had made my decision, I threw caution to the wind and decided to give myself some pleasure, instead of always playing second fiddle. I really wanted to experiment more, and I knew that I could trust Dave. I lowered my tongue to swirl it around his erect manhood. His body responded with a slight thrust up, causing his shaft to actually enter my mouth. I liked the taste of him and my excitement was building deep within me. Raising my head and releasing his shaft, it stood straight up, pulsing and calling to be satisfied. I stood upright and removed my night shirt. My nipples were erect and jutted forward in excitement. This was my choice and I was the one in control. No one was telling me I had to do this. It just felt right! I couldn't bring myself to remove my panties, it was as if the fact that one of us had our underwear on, then we wouldn't have to worry about going to far. I then placed one hand against the now totally soaked material of my pink panties and rubbed my fingers into the cleft formed between my legs. Throwing caution to the wind, I again lowered my lips to kiss his manhood. I could see this excited his body and caused my own arousal to increase. My free hand began exploring his shaft, cupping it and bringing it up and down against his shaft in a pumping action, I could feel the sack below tighten. His penis became more rigid in my exploration. My tongue felt his cock pulsing now and I could feel his hips starting to thrust slightly. Frightened, but feeling totally nasty, I brought my mouth deeper onto his shaft. I took as much of his manhood inside as I thought possible. I imagined my mouth to be the deep warmth of my vagina. My other hand was now working my mound faster and faster. I had never felt this good and especially not in this way. It was so good and bad at the same time. The tingling inside my thighs was so much that I thought I might explode. His thrusts into my mouth were now matching the bobbing of my head, as I slid my lips down the length of his shaft as far as I could, until bringing it back up to rest just before his cock could escape the confines of the warmness of my throat. Just as I thought I would fall to my knees, in my own tingling rush of excitement in anticipation, my legs quivered and he couldn't hold back his intense pleasure and he spewed forth. The force of his cumming caused some of it to trickle down my throat and it felt like a warm fire forming in my mouth. The taste of his semen caused me to orgasm. My Fingers were no longer just playing around the edges of my vagina, but thrusting deep within myself. My panties were now more in the way, yet gave me enough access to jam my fingers to the first knuckle. I wanted them to go deeper, yet with the confinement of my underwear, I continued to thrust them as far inside as they would go. His orgasm was greater than I could have imagined and he continued to spurt into my mouth. I gagged slightly and pulled my head back, but refused to stop pumping his shaft with my hand. Now I could see the semen spurt through the tiny eye at the crown of his shaft. my own orgasm intensified and I had to let go of his cock to finish my own needs. My free hand flew to my nipples and pinching them, while I rammed my other hand deep inside myself, thrusting my fingers around the elastic waistband that had kept me from enjoying the pleasure of my fingers deeply penetrating deep inside. I watched him continue to ejaculate and it dribbled down the length of his shaft to pool on his chest. My hand acted as if it was acting of its own accord, plunging again and again inside of me. It drove me over the edge. My hips began thrusting and my first real orgasm began. With each quiver of my fingers, I pressed my palm against my mound, forcing pressure against my clitoris. Faster and deeper I plunged. I looked over and saw Dave watching me. The thought of him viewing me masturbate like this didn't embarrass me like I thought it would. It actually increased my own excitement. Knowing that he was seeing me so vulnerable and exposed, thrilled me as never before. My vagina twitched and contracted with each thrust of my fingers. My knees gave out and I threw herself against the bed. I viewed his manhood only inches from my face and I spasmed again in complete orgasm. I now was truly incorporated into the world of the forbidden sexual knowledge of being a woman. It left me feeling complete and total. **Dear Diary,Here is the turning point. If it hadn't been someone as mature and caring as Dave, I might have decided life was no longer worth living. As I note below, I am reminding myself what a wonderful person he has turned out to be.Looking up at me, Dave just smiled. Now that I was spent and my orgasm complete, I was coming down to reality. I knew that he was awake and the hope that he would sleep through this was shattered. Any other man would have never even come close to waking up, but for my thrusts against him while I shuddered in my orgasm had jolted him. Heck I could have probably straddled him and rode him till he exploded deep inside of me and he wouldn't have woke up, but in my excitement, I had shaken the bed with my quivering body. Wow was this getting complicated. Dave just raised one finger to his lips indicating for me to shush, and asked if I might not want to use the bathroom and take a shower. I just nodded my head yes and started to turn away, when he asked to stop a second and talk. In a whisper, I told him that he must hate me and be angry for the way that I acted. Dave replied, "No, in fact I am anything but in hate for you. What you have done is to fulfill the need of both yourself and another person. "There is nothing that is more wonderful and beautiful in this world then two people showing such closeness. In all your beauty and caring , how can one hate? It is so much better to give than receive and you have given me the sexual pleasure of your attention. What more could a man pray for?" I cried that it had all been a mistake. I promised to never do it again. He looked up at me and when our eyes met, we knew that would be a lie. At that moment we cared for each other more than just as friends. But we knew that we could always go back to just being friends, should either one of us decided we needed to. We would never loose the memory of the closeness and open feelings they had, but I had to get him to promise to never say anything to anyone. He laughed, "Who could I tell? It would get me into more trouble than you. Remember you are underage. In actuality you have me in your power. I am yours to command... to a point. If humanly possible I will do anything for you, just to have you remain." **Dear Diary,As I said earlier, isn't he just the most beautiful person? I have always dreamed of being close to someone I could tell (and yes, act out) my most private feelings. I am so glad that I have him for a friend!I then left to use the bathroom. When I stepped into the shower, and where I felt I might have been washing to cleanse myself, of the whole experience, I knew that one cleaned themselves, when they felt dirty, and what I had experienced was beautiful. True it might leave some lingering doubts, yet I felt that I was mature enough to handle them. Finishing my shower, I went into the guest room and changed into hiking clothes, as we were to go on a trip to the forest located nearby. I could hear that Stacey had awaken and would figured she would soon be over into my room to check and see if I was up yet. As I drew on a fresh pair of panties and looked into the mirror in the dresser, I saw not a little girl, but a developing woman. I pulled an old tee-shirt over my head and noticed how my nipples were still jutting forth through the material. As I got my pants on and pulled the zipper up, I could almost feel my fingers thrusting deep inside me again. The taste of his semen was a special memory in my mouth, where I savored it and it caused small electrical pulses to course throughout my body again. Just them Stacey came bouncing into the room. She asked if I had slept okay and was ready to go on the hike today. I asked her, "Sure! If your father or mother taking us?" Stacey said, "Dad is, as mom will be out of town for at least two more days. Why?" I casually replied, "I was just curious because your dad is so much more fun to go out to the woods with." Stacey said, "Ain't it the truth. Oh and by the way, bring some an extra towel. There is a lake deep in the woods and we might convince dad if we can go swimming in it."We finished breakfast and headed off in the old truck toward Potters Dam. It was a wonderful day out, with the sun shining ever so brightly. As we veered around a particularly sharp bend, I found myself leaning against Dave. Rather than draw away, I kept myself close to him. I glanced over at Stacey and saw her looking away toward the mountains in the distance. I sneaked my hand over and gently squeezed Dave's crotch, while I kept my eyes trained on Stacey to insure she wasn't looking. When we arrived at the entrance to the parking area, we noticed other hikers were already there so we parked as far from them as possible. Grabbing our gear we headed off toward the blind mans bluff. It was rough trailing for two young ladies, yet Dave managed to help us whenever we needed it and we soon were deep into the woods. We came up on a wide area overlooking the river that fed into the lake below. Hearing shouts and taunts, we went farther around the bend and could see the entire river basin from there. Looking down, Stacey and I were both surprised to see four guys about our own age skinny dipping in the river. They were racing to the edge, jumping out and then diving back in. I could see their small claims to manhood bouncing up and down as they ran to and fro. Stacey just stared open mouthed. I looked over at her and replied, "Hey you better close that mouth or one of them boys might find something to fill it with."Stacey just continued to stare for a few moments, and than turned to me and said" Ha! It'd take all four of them to even satisfy me, let alone you!" It was then Stacey remembered her father was standing behind them. She corrected herself and said, "I mean... like when I'm older..." Dave just chuckled and said, "Ain't it wonderful to be young. I'm going to go on a little farther, you two can catch up in a second."We continued to watch the boys splash around for a few minutes and joked at each other about which one of the boys would grow up and satisfy us the most. The boys must have been from a nearby town, as neither of us knew any of them, yet one boy stood out in the crowd. He looked to be about thirteen or fourteen, and had definitely reached puberty. His masculinity was obvious, even from the distance that we watched. After about five minutes of casual comments on the boys we then went on down the trail and caught up with Stacey's father. As we traversed farther into the woods, butterflies crossed our path and red wing blackbirds were flying around. A squirrel passed just in front of us and we continued over the trail toward the lake. Stacey was looking up at the robins building a next up in a tree when she fell over a hidden root and twisted her ankle. Her sharp cry brought Dave back immediately. He picked her up and carried her toward a clearing at the edge of the lake. Gently he set her down and removed her tennis shoe and examined how bad her foot might be. He found no visible damage but told her to stay off it for a few minutes. He said we needed a break anyway. Stacey made herself comfortable against the back of a tree and we broke out some of the sandwiches we had brought along. Stacey said her foot was still hurting and would we mind if she rested there and read some of her book while she relaxed. Dave and I glanced at each other and we both said simultaneously, that we didn't mind. Dave said he was going to take a quick walk along the edge of the lake, and I offered to go with him. As we went out of sight, Dave called back to Stacey for her to just yell if she needed them, as he would be within shouting distance, and to not get on her foot until we came back and he checked it out.**Dear Diary,Sorry I had to pause for a while. Now that we are back home, my brother is up to his old tricks of being a big brat. If only he would grow up. God, it seemed boys never matured! He just stormed into my room, without knocking or anything. At least I was able to put you away before he realized what I was writing. I will try to pick up where I was so rudely interrupted.We had no longer gotten out of sight of Stacey, when another clearing appeared. It was as if it had been made especially for us. Dave sat on the soft grass and leaned back against the tree that was shading them. I snuggled up against him and reached over to unbutton his shirt.His chest was covered with hair and I ran my hands through them. He put his arm around my waist and like a boy in a drive-in theater, sneaked his hand against my small breasts. Dave said, "I want to be open with you, I don't want to ever hurt you, so if you ever feel uncomfortable, just say no and we'll stop." These were the words that I so needed to hear. I knew that he would stop if we got too far. Slowly my hand trailed down his chest. Dave allowed me to do everything. I was in complete control. This way I also knew I wouldn't have to worry about doing anything that I did not want to. But, oh did my body want to. I could already feel the moisture building up deep between my thighs in anticipation of what might, no, would happen. He watched me reach down and slowly untie the strings that held his pants up. I slipped my hands inside his pants and attempted to tug them down. Dave lifted up and allowed me to pull them down exposing his briefs. His cock was already straining to be free. Leaning over he pulled his pants the rest of the way off. Then he turned to me, and said, "Now it's my turn to please you..."**Dear Diary,I had to take a break just now. Reflecting back on some of these memories has gotten me excited just thinking about the new and exciting pleasures my body and mind has been awakened to. Thank goodness I am typing this, or my hands would show a definite shaking in the writing. I'm going to get a glass of diet coke and get right back to writing this while I still have it all fresh in my mind.Dave gently lay me on my back, with it leaned against the tree he had been resting on, and lifted my tee-shirt over my head. My tiny nipples stood out crying for attention. He obliged them, by leaning over and gently sucking the edges of my buds. True, my breasts were not yet fully developed, so he was able to place his whole mouth over them while he explored my nipples with his tongue. Releasing the one breast caused me to feel a moment of disappointment, yet as he began kissing my other and cupping the first, I was soon quietly moaning. He then reached down to my pants and began unzipping them. Scared again, I placed my hand down to stop him. He immediately stopped. This gave me the confidence in knowing that I could stop him if I needed to. I unzipped my pants myself and he helped me to remove them. My cotton white panties were already soaked and he could see the outline of my slit through the thin material. Dave slowly rolled my panties down, exposing my pre-pubescent privates to the forest that surrounded us and to the world. My mound is just beginning to be covered in a dark fuzz that passed for pubic hair. The innocence of my delicate tuft showed him my inexperience in the ways of life. He gently and ever so delicately, tugged my panties down past my knees and lay them atop the pants thrown to the side. I had placed my hands over my tiny mound as if protecting myself from his gaze. Dave then did a wicked thing. He began kissing my feet. Inching his way up, just past my ankles, then to my calves, upward toward my knees. Then without regards to my hands, he slowly spread my legs apart with his gentle kisses.I began to become more nervous as he inched himself closer and closer to my mound. Just when I thought I would get up and run, I found some hidden courage and I steeled myself to let his tongue meet my vagina. As it slid up and down my tiny slit, it caused waves of new feelings to come over me. My legs spread themselves even more, in hopes of this constant attention. He separated the tiny lips that covered my tunnel and his experienced tongue now whipped itself around my clitoris. I hadn't even realized I had such a part of my body that was so sensitive to a mans touch. Soon my hips were thrusting up to drive his face deeper into me. My juices were flowing forth and he was sucking it all up. As the first wave of intense buildup of unexplained emotions built up in me, I realized what exactly a orgasm was. I knew that my first real orgasm had began. I knew that my previous attempts of playing with myself, could never compare to this. It took several minutes of effort on his part, as I was still frightened and this made me slow in reaching first peak. The first spasm I felt seemed to almost exploded inside me. I clenched my teeth and hands. My pelvis thrust and pumped furiously against his experienced tongue. I could hear his slurping as he fought to push me into a deeper orgasm, and I let him drive his tongue deep inside me. Just when I thought I could take it no longer, another orgasm hit and I was bucking and thrusting again. **Dear Diary,I want to make a note that it was 5:30 in the morning on Friday the 13'th, my birthday, when I had my first real orgasm. This day I will always remember as the beginning of my becoming a woman It felt GREAT!Dave came up for air and lay down besides me. My breathing was still irregular. I knew now that the ultimate show of love was to satisfy one's partner, and not ones self. As I caught my breath, I stared down at the bulge in his shorts. Gosh it was good, to know that we could have this much intimacy and still be true to ourselves. Now that he had driven me to such ecstasy, I wanted so much to please him in return.I rose to a sitting position and looking at the bulge in his briefs, and laughing, I said "look like your little friend isn't so little and could use some attention." It was them he explained to me what a "69' really was. He told me to sit on his chest facing away from him.Now my back was to him and as I leaned over so he could reach my tiny cleft with his tongue again. This almost made me forget what I had started out to do, but as I gazed down on his crotch, I remembered. Reaching forward, I pushed his briefs down and his cock sprang into full view. It was as scary to me to see as before, but I knew that his needs were greater than even mine had been. I would have done this, had he even failed to bring me to the orgasm and the pleasure that he had shown my a few moments ago. I quickly engulfed as much of his manhood into my mouth as I could. A few days ago I would have thought this to be really gross. Now I knew this is what made him feel like the world would explode for himself. I knew that he understood what it meant for me to do this to him. At least I hoped he understood that I did this for myself as much as for him. I raised my head to take another plunge down his shaft and I naturally felt that a small amount of suction would increase the sensation he was feeling. I could tell that I was doing it right, because he began to thrust his hips more rapid. It was then I felt his finger begin to slide deep inside my moist tunnel. All the while Dave's tongue still playfully circled my clitoris, but as his second finger joined the first and reached the depths of my womb, I shuddered as another orgasm hit deep within me. I never knew it was possible to have more than one orgasm, or before today, what an orgasm even was! I almost blacked out over the sensations I was feeling. He continued thrusting his finger in and out, as if to give me the rhythm that he needed me to pump my mouth along his shaft. I reached out and holding myself up with one hand, used the other to grab the base of his shaft. My tiny mouth could never get the entire amount in, so I cupped my hand and slid it up and down its length, along with my mouth, to give him the full sensation. I felt his cock quivering and the pulsing indicating he would be cumming himself soon. I plunged my mouth so deep on his cock that the crown went into the back of my throat and I gagged as I tried to swallow and continue giving him the best my inexperienced talents could. As he brought his hips down and I felt his manhood slide away, I knew that though it was difficult and scary to me, I wanted to try that again, so I forced myself to swallow down as his cock came jutting up. Relaxing my throat, I could fell his penis get even harder and it engulfed my entire throat. I swallowed deeply and this allowed me to relax and take more of his cock deeper inside.Feeling the pulsing of his cock deep inside my mouth, I knew that within just a few seconds I would be rewarded with his entire body responding to my actions. That I was so able to give this much pleasure to someone else was a rush in itself. With just a few more strokes he began spewing forth his hot white jism. Deep into my throat it trickled. Swallowing as much as I possible could, I continued to suck every drop from his manhood. My own pelvis was thrusting harder as his fingers plunged deep inside me. Just as I tasted his final drop of cum, I erupted in my own right and orgasm again. Laying there, we continued to suckle each other, though both knew we were spent and exhausted. It seemed as though neither wanted to let go of the pleasure that we had given each other.**Dear Diary,Here it is the next night, and I can still almost taste his semen. It was not a dirty and gross experience as I had been falsely led to believe. It is no more unnatural than breathing, but I have to admit it is hard to breath while I was giving him face. ha ha...I knew it couldn't last forever, as much as I would have liked it to, and we heard talking from over at the clearing where we had left Stacey. Throwing on our clothes, we wondered who it might be that she could be talking to. As we came up on the edge of the clearing where Stacey had been sitting, I noticed her talking to one of the boys that had been skinny dipping earlier.It was hard for Dave to see his daughter talking to a boy that had been running around naked just a few minutes ago. At least the boy now had a pair of gym shorts on. Dave thought for a minute and whispered to me to be quiet and they moved to the edge of the clearing for a good view, yet so as not to intrude on the young couple. Dave leaned over to me and said, "Don't worry, I have confidence in her. Besides, he might be Mr. Right for her learn something about life with."**Dear Diary,For a few lines I am going to pretend that I can read into Stacey's mind. I'm sure that she may not have thought this exactly, but I know I would have, so here goes my version of her thoughts. I think we've shared enough of each others private moments that I can relate to what happened next.Stacey had been laying there and was dreaming of school starting in just a few days. She was sure that this year would be more interesting than the last one. Most of the boys had teased her and never really taken a look at her for the woman that she was becoming. They failed to notice the time that she spent making extra sure that each hair was combed exact. The fact that she now was wearing a training bra. Or even that she no longer wore jeans that often. A nice short dress that might get blown up by a stray wind was the latest style. Her biggest fear was no one would ask her to the school dances. Stacey knew that she might not be the most popular girl in her class. She never sat at her desk and let her legs dangle open so a boy might glimpse her panties, like some of the other classmates she had. She watched them running and playing in Gym class. Their muscular bodies, sweating as they ran up and down the length of the basketball court. If one of the boys fell down, and she was watching closely, their shorts hang loose and she could see the jock strap that tightly imprisoned their manhood. Passing the boy's shower room, she could hear the taunts and jokes they yelled at each other. Could they be ignoring her because of her inexperienced attitudes? "At least I have some friends at school," thought Stacey. Some of them were even boys. This didn't mean those boys that spoke with her were really interested in the way that she felt or thought of her as a girl. They saw her more as a tomboy that was 'just one of the guys'. She could never relate to them with some of the new and fresh emotions that she was growing to feel. Once she had sat next to a boy in study hall and looking over, saw that he had hidden an adult magazine inside of his textbook.She could see the boy's intense stare at the girl pasted on the centerfold. it was time that she realized that in order for her to fit into this world, she would have to make adjustments and start doing things with more of an adult attitude. Maybe girls could be good little examples in public, but she had to learn how to get them interested in her in private.Stacey had been almost asleep, there in that beautiful clearing in the woods, when she heard the footsteps of someone approaching. She glanced up and saw that it was one of the boys from earlier. He walked over to her and said that his name was Thomas. He was out on a boy scout outing and they had sneaked off from the rest of the troop to explore for something different that just tying knots. Stacey gave him the once over and noticed that though he was now wearing gym shorts, the sun shone directly behind him and she could see almost through them.His manhood now seemed much larger than it had from the distance above the river. Thomas asked her where she was from and Stacey said that she lived in the city about ten miles North of the forest. He then sat besides her and noticed that her one tennis shoe was off. She explained to him how she had twisted her ankle. It had been a silly accident and for him to ignore it.The sympathy that he felt toward her and her pain made him want to help her in any way possible. He asked her if he might massage the ankle to increase the circulation in it. With a reply that his actions would be most grateful, he moved to her feet and sat Indian style. Placing her foot across his legs, it dangled quite closely to the slight bulge in his gym shorts. He began kneading her muscles in the calf of her leg and rubbing it back and forth, the pain soon forgotten in the sensual care that he took in his massage. **Dear Diary,I am reading what I have just written. I highly suspect that Stacey will not be a wallflower or tomboy acting fool when she starts school this year!A fly had been swarming around and chose this time to alight on Stacey's face, and she swatted at it. This caused her body to move downward. If this was her intent, she never let on, yet now the bottom of her foot now was just touching his crotch. As he continued to massage her ankle, she could feel his back and forth action caused her foot to rub up and down against his manhood. His methodical repetition caused her to relax and devote her attention on the thought that although it was her foot, she was actually touching a boy's privates. It caused her to think back to the many times that she had explored herself in the darkness of the night and imagined what a boy's penis might feel like. She could feel the bottom of her feet touch the shaft inside his shorts and its beat with the pumping of his heart at the touch of her. Stacey definitely wanted more. Her main concern was that her father might be coming back up the trail at any moment and catch her being with a boy, let alone the hope that this would be more than a simple conversation. Stacey then told Thomas that she thought she might be able to walk on it a little. He helped her rise and she exaggerated the fact that her foot was still sore and leaned on him for support. Looking toward the trail that her father had taken, she asked Tom if he might help her walk a little ways. Thomas was quick to reply that he would. So she headed at an angle away from the trail her father had used, yet still within hearing (little to their knowledge, in sight) of her father.As they settled down a small distance away, Stacey lay down in the tall grass and lifted her sore ankle up so that she knew Thomas could gaze down at the gap formed in the legs of her shorts. She was wearing her flowery pink panties and as the sun glinted off them through the gap she had formed. She saw the bulge in his shorts increase in size and his eyes glued to her. He asked her if she wanted him to massage her again, and she told him yes, and that he could do the foot also. He laughed at that and said he'd be glad to oblige her in any of her needs.With her legs still spread from lifting his foot, he reached down and without hesitation, grabbed her shorts and tugged them down from her waist. Removing the confining material that separated him from her, left her laying there clad only in her tee-shirt and pale blue panties. He caught the waistband of her silky undergarments and pulled them down, letting her mound come into view. He removed her panties the rest of the way and leaned over and placing his middle finger into the cleft of her privates, began stroking her pussy lips up and down. She corrected him in that he was pumping his finger to fast and to go at a slower pace. He obliged by decreasing his rhythm, and reaching up her shirt to cup her left breast. As he leaned over her to reach her breasts, his cock was now straining to be free of his shorts and she reached down and pulled the waistband away allowing his manhood to spring into view. He leaned more on top of her and his cock was now hovering inches above her crotch. She reached down and encased the shaft with her tiny hands. This allowed her to give him pleasure, while insuring he didn't accidentally forget and try to ram it inside her, while she was in such a vulnerable position.She was now soaking wet, the moisture of her lubricant allowing his fingers to plunge deeper inside her. The smacking sounds that his hand made against her mound, along with the fingers sliding in and out, caused her to start her first orgasm. Her muscles in her vagina contracted and she began to pummel her fist up and down his rigid shaft. He thrust his hips in unison with her fist and suddenly drew away. He asked her if she trusted him. She said yes, but she was not ready for intercourse, as she was saving herself. He told her to lie down and place her legs together. He then pulled her tee-shirt off and placed it under her back. The he lay on top of her and told her that he promised there would be no penetration inside of her. He slid his cock toward her mound and the small triangle it formed and as the head of his hard throbbing cock brushed trough her pubic hairs, she jumped as if electrified. He then slid down until his shaft was positioned over the Y formed by her closed legs. Thrusting downward, his penis separated her pussy lips and passed by the entrance to her womb, continuing on between her legs, past her anus and touching the grass below them. As he drew up for another plunge, a moan escaped Stacey's throat and she began the longest, deepest, orgasm she had ever felt develop. He had showed her a way to have his shaft plunge its way pass her clitoris, giving her intense pleasure and not penetrate! He thrust repeatedly, giving no mercy to her emotions. Her legs squeezed as tightly as they could, giving as much pressure to surrounding his manhood as possible. His thrusting became faster and her nipples brushed against his chest and became even more erect. He leaned down and caressed them with his tongue. As she buckled her hips up to meet his downward drive, she came again and again in waves of pleasure. Suddenly he spurted his hot white semen all over her love mound, causing its slickness to lubricate his penis through her vaginal lips. He spewed forth so much semen that it dribbled down her crotch and up the crack of her behind. Her orgasm came to a peak and they lay together for what seemed like hours. It was wonderful that she had now discovered that it was possible to come so close to having intercourse, yet still refrain from penetration.Satisfied, knowing this left her so much to discover yet, but enabling them to share such a beautiful relationship. Neither of them felt cheated. Thomas told her that he had read about doing it this way in a biology book. It was a form of birth control used often in the old days before condoms and the pill. She laughed at him and lifted her face to his and kissed him deeply on the cheek. She replied, "Thank goodness for books, our parents would have never told us this truth. And remember they're always harping on us to do our homework and reading is a part of homework..." They both laughed at that.Both knew that they would quite possibly never see each other after today, but were content in the moment that they had shared together. He promised he would write, as his finger was still drawing little circles around her nipples. She said that she would cherish each letter and keep them forever, as she played with his now limp shaft. They explored each others bodies, as if to memorize them forever. **Dear Diary,Here ends my story of Stacey's first real experience into the sexual world. Who would have ever believed we were both lucky enough to share the same day to be introduced into the adult life. I will now get into what happened right after Stacey and the boy headed back to the clearing.Stacey's father and I had observed it all from our hiding place above. Dave seemed almost in tears, and I asked him why he was so sad. He said that he had just lost his little girl, and was sad, yet was happy that she was now on her way to becoming a women, which also made him proud. Dave told me that he was also glad that Stacey had taken to heart all the things he had taught her and she was still pure, yet satisfied. He said that he knew the day would come when she would begin following the path to becoming an adult, and was glad that it had been with someone who was so tender and caring.His greatest fear would have been that some male would have just used her and then thrown her away like a rag doll. Now she realizes that some men can be passionate and even hot blooded hormoned boys can know there are many ways of expressing love.We watched the young couple get dressed and walk back toward the clearing where her father had left from. I noticed that Stacey was no longer limping, yet she was still holding tight to Thomas. Dave looked at me and said, "Let's go for a walk, to give them time to cool down and get themselves organized." He took my hand and we wandered down the trail, towards the clear blue lake. Reaching the clear blue water, he sat on a nearby rock and indicated for me to sit down next to him. We just sat there for a few minutes and held hands. Neither of us said anything. I leaned more on Dave's shoulder and the comfort of his strength, that led me to know that he was more than just a friend. He was a teacher, a companion, and her my special friend. I knew that even should we never touch each other again, that the time we had shared teaching me, and exploring each others most intimate fantasies, made life worth living. It was like someone who had only seen paintings of flowers, to suddenly reach out and touch one. The scent and texture of it overwhelming. The beauty that nature blessed them with was such a wonderful experience. That person had never missed real flowers out of ignorance or censorship and would have been content with just gazing on the picture. Yet now that the chance had been given to explore the real item, it allowed that person to become special in their own way. We held hands for what seemed like eternity before rising to go back towards the clearing Stacey was.**Dear Diary,I hope that the man that I eventually settle down with is as caring and gentle as Dave was in teaching me about sexuality. We both know that we can never be more than teacher and student, lover and friend, man and woman. But we will always have these cherished moments when he took time out of his life to share his maturity and experiences with me. Now I may even be more prepared to any situation a boy closer to my own age may try to get me in.Dave and I came into view a few moments later and we walked toward the couple sitting innocently in the clearing. The first thing that I noticed was that Thomas's gym shorts were stained, but I kept quiet about it. Which was good, because if Stacey had looked closely, she would have seen the globs of semen still glistening in my long hair.We sat around and finished the rest of the sandwiches and asked Thomas if we might walk him back to his campsite. He replied that it was only about two miles back up one of the trails and it shouldn't take them long to get there. He said it was boring, but they could come by for a visit if they wanted to.Thomas struck out in the lead and Stacey was never more than a few feet behind him. Dave and I held hands and followed a small distance behind them. They never noticed us, or if they did, they thought he was helping me through the rough sections of the trail. Little did they know that our touching caused small electric pulses to course through our bodies. His firm grip that was so masculine and protective. Leading on down through the trail, I again noticed what a perfect day we had shared so far.Entering the campsite, we were greeted by the scoutmaster, who asked them if they might like to share the lunch meal. He told us it wasn't going to be extremely fancy, but we could join in the preparations if we like to cook out. All four off us went over to the campfire and began helping prepare the many different foods that were being cooked over the open campfire. The dinner turned out to be good, with hotdogs and hamburgers, hot coffee and cokes. The desert was a cake that had been cooking next to the fire all morning. Even the icing that went on it was perfect. After a while, we took leave of the campsite and Stacey said good-bye to Thomas. She left him her address, so that he might write her once in awhile. Stacey told him to write whatever came into his mind, as her mail was never opened by other members of her family. Thomas laughed and whispered to her that he would write her with vivid descriptions of any new experiences he had if Stacey would do the same in return.The trail that led back down to the car seemed to take only a few moments, where as on the way up it had seemed like hours. We sang silly little songs all the way back to the house. Pulling onto the street where Dave and Stacey lived, I saw my brother riding his bike at the far end. Dave tooted the horn on the car and we pulled into their driveway. My brother, Mark, came peddling up to the car and asked us if we'd had a good time. All three laughed and said it had been great. Dave said they were going inside, get cleaned up and go to a movie and would he like to go with us. Mark said sure and parked his bike at the edge of the garage. I noticed the way that Stacey was now looking at Mark. She had a glint in her eye and I could tell that she was mentally undressing him. I mean, with the exception to the fact that he was my brother, he wasn't half bad to look at.Mark cuts a pretty good figure in his Nike shorts and fishnet tee-shirt. If a girl was going to look at a guys butt, I guess Marks buns actually fit into a perfect nine out of ten scoring. From the way that Stacey was looking at him, she definitely was not looking at his behind. Her gaze was directly at Marks crotch. I had never noticed that Mark actually had a decent size bulge in his shorts for his age. Being his sister, I knew he didn't hide a rolled up pair of socks in his jockey strap to impress a girl. I have often been by his room in the mornings and seen his sheets pointed into a tent from his dream erections. I had just never really thought about him as a male before.Entering the house, we all started screaming who would be first in the bathroom. Dave claimed he should go first, because women take forever, I said I should go 'cause I was the guest, Stacey said she should, as she was the best looking. We all began laughing at that, since though she was pretty, she had always been the one to refuse to wear makeup or dress up for any school functions. While we were chuckling at this, Stacey had jumped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.**Dear Diary,It is now 10:30 at night. I had better turn the lights down and get a few minutes of sleep. I promise to return exactly where I have left off.**Dear Diary,I'm up at the crack of dawn. I have just got to get this finished before school starts today.So here goes...Dave went into his bedroom to gather some clothes together, Mark and I sat and turned on the television. He jokingly punched on me and I began taunting him with names like, "Leave me alone you little pencil dick!" and "Go away fagot!" "Fagot!" Mark replied. "I'm not queer, I've had more women already then you'll have men in a lifetime!" I suspected this was not true, and that Mark was even more inexperienced then I was. So I said, "At least I don't play with myself under my sheets at night, cherry boy!" He was quick to reply, "Yah, but then I'm not so hard up as my sister, who has to watch me do it!"This went on, as it usually did, for a few minutes, until Dave entered the room. We fell silent and turned our attention to the television show. Dave told us he was stepping out to the convenient store, down the road, for a pack of smokes, and that he would be back in about fifteen minutes.As the front door closed, the two of us began teasing each other again. Then we heard Stacey singing in the shower and Dave told me he was going to play a trick on Stacey. He got up from the couch and going to the bathroom door, he turned the knob ever so carefully. Inching the door open, he could see the silhouette of Stacey through the shower curtain. He was tempted to stay and watch, but was afraid his sister say something, so he crept into the bathroom and grabbed all of Stacey's clothes and towels. He left her a little hand towel that she could dry off with, but it would never be large enough to cover herself with, when she left the bathroom.We sat in the front room, to have a full view of the hallway that Stacey would have to streak down to reach her bedroom. Dave had another thought. He asked me if I knew of where a camera was. I just replied with a twinkle in my eyes that Stacey had one in her room. We got up and ran into Stacey's room and retrieved the camera. I made sure there was film in it and the flash was ready. Looking over at my brother, I remembered the dream I'd had earlier that morning. It seemed like it had been days ago. Thinking more about it, I told Mark to strip down to his underwear. He said, "No way!"I said, "Ah, come on, think of Stacey walking in here with only that little hand-towel separating her from you."I noticed a bulge in Mark's shorts forming. I knew that if I goaded him, he might just do it. So I said, "With your little dick, Stacey wouldn't even noticed you undressed. I bet you wouldn't even know what to do with a girl if she walked naked into a room with you. You're probably such a cherry boy that a commercial on women's underwear makes you cream your jeans."The last comment hit close to home, as I knew he did enjoy those commercials and if Stacey walked in here naked in a few moments, his own fantasies would be coming true. So Mark threw caution to the wind and stripped his pants off and stood clad only in his cotton white underwear, his erection sticking forth, forming an extreme bulge in them. Mark's hard-on at the thought of what could happen made him reach into his shorts and adjust his now throbbing member to one side, to prevent it from slipping out prematurely. He then hid behind the bedroom door and waited until Stacey would come into the bedroom. I lowered myself off to one side of the bed out of immediate view and we waited as we heard the shower water stop. The cussing and yells from inside the bathroom told us that Stacey had discovered all her clothes were missing. We heard her yell toward the front room, that we were both buttholes. As she ran down the hallway, she grabbed the door to her bedroom and slammed it shut. She then saw Mark standing where the door had previously hid him and dropped her hand-towel in surprise. Her wet body stood before him in all her glory. Mark pulled his underwear down, freeing his confined manhood. His penis sprang out, jutting forth. As he took a step toward her, the end of his shaft touched against her pubic hairs. It was then that I stood up and snapped a picture of that fateful moment. Stacey stepped back and attempted to hide her privates, but it was to late. I already had the picture in my hand and was waiting the thirty seconds it took to develop. Stacey told me to give her that picture and she started towards me, but Mark came up from behind her and grabbed her around the chest to keep her back. Stacey could feel his shaft in the crack of her bottom, as she struggled to get loose. This excited her as well as made her more determined to get away. Her hair was still dripping wet and the water was flowing down her back to moisten her buttocks and his penis jammed up against it. Mark's arms were pinning Stacey's breasts and the pressure of his arms covering her nipples caused her to become more aroused. Her vagina was becoming moist at the thought of his domination over her. She leaned forward as if to get way, but this really accidentally or intentionally positioned herself to allow the tip of his cock to slip between her virginal pussy lips and slightly penetrate her love tunnel. The intense feeling that both felt at that second, caused Mark to plunge forward and for Stacey to bear down onto his shaft. I watched my brothers erect penis slip into the wet confines of my best friend's vagina.As he drew back from deep inside her, I saw a touch of blood drip onto the floor. I knew then that Stacey had lost her virginity right there in front of us. Stacey no longer cared. The emotions had been building up inside her, and even though she was only eleven years old, she had reached puberty about two years earlier. The eleven years she had spent in this world had never allowed her to experience the pure joy that she was feeling now. She could feel the walls of her vagina stretching as never before. The pain was minimal and actually added to the pure blissfulness she felt. The total fulfillment that she had with every plunge of his cock threw her deeper into ecstasy. I moved closer to watch Mark drive himself deeper into Stacey's cunt. I could see how the lips of Stacey's pussy stroked the skin on his shaft. I could see how wet she had become and was only regretting that it was my brother and best friend I was watching and not myself. The slapping of his balls against her ass and the sucking sound, that was made with each plunge, was driving all three of them of us mad wanting for release. I snapped another picture of his hard cock penetrating her love tunnel. I then reached down into my own shorts and began sliding my fingers between the moist lips of my own vagina. I never thought I could get so hot and excited as watching two others have sex within inches of myself. It was even more exciting, as I knew they had both been virgins just a few seconds ago, and either hadn't cared or had more courage than I, to cross that final line into full sexual intercourse.Mark could feel the cum building up in his balls. Even as young as he was, he must have known it wouldn't be much longer before he exploded. His fear of cumming inside her, caused him to pull completely out. This left Stacey and him both in utter uncompleted emotional disappointment. But to Stacey's surprise, Mark pulled her down to sit on his face. His tongue darted forth and swirled into her tiny hole. She began driving her mound deeper onto his mouth. I could hear my brother sucking the juices from her cunt. Grabbing a small hairbrush from the dresser, I yanked my shorts and panties down. I knew my fingers were not enough to give me the complete satisfaction I needed just now. Ramming the small handle of the brush deep into my own confines, I felt my vagina contract and pulsate with each pump my hand plunged the handle inside of me with. Stacey was now bucking up and down and Mark was having a hard time insuring constant contact with her clitoris. His balls now ached with the need for release, but he would not let go of her legs and he forced her to ride his face until she was moaning with the first wave of her orgasm. As she pumped herself on his loving tongue, she grabbed her own nipples and pinched them. She threw herself into a frenzy. Her pussy began contracting and she pumped her hips a few more times before coming back to reality.Standing up from his face, she looked back to where Marks cock was pointing up like a soldier at attention. I could tell she knew nothing about how to suck on a penis and was scared to try it. So she leaned over and cupped her fist around his shaft and began pumping it. Marks erection grew in size. I don't think Stacey or I would have thought this would be possible, but saw it happen right before our eyes. His usually limp penis was only about two inches in length, but now it was almost four. I wondered how he had been able to get all of that deep inside her. It was then I noticed I probably was plunging over five inches of handle deep into my quivering mound.Stacey looked over as I plunged the handle of her hairbrush deep inside me. Reaching over, she grabbed the camera and caught a shot of me masturbating. I didn't care in the least. It actually got me more excited knowing we have a permanent record of this event for all times. Stacey said she wondered if the film could catch the intense speed that I was pumping it in and out. Just then I began quivering and my legs convulsed as I reached my own orgasm. It seemed like I might never satisfy myself as I continued to plunge the handle deep within my mound. My legs were flailing from the intense orgasm I was giving myself.Mark's own reaction to Stacey's pumping his manhood with her hand, was to close his eyes and concentrate on the electric pulses he felt building up deep within his balls. With each stroke Stacey made, she brought him that much closer to his release. He could feel her hand sliding upward, pulling the skin of his cock over the crown at the end and when she pumped back downward, it reminded him of when he plunged his cock deep within the dark wetness inside of Stacey.I was now complete in my own pleasures and I rolled over to within a few inches of where Stacey was manipulating Marks shaft. I could see his sack tightening and I leaned over and ticked his balls as Stacey continued her stroking action. Every muscle in Marks body tensed now and I knew he would explode any second. He drove his hips upward forcing Stacey's hand to reach the base of his cock slam into his crotch. I could see that Stacey's head was just above my brother cock and I wondered if I should warn her about how he would spurt easily that small distance. But it was too late as I watched Mark begin spewing his hot white semen forth. It spurted into the air to land on Stacey's cheeks and hair. His body trembled and his throbbing member spurted again, covering on Stacey's tiny nipples. I was close enough that some landed on my own face. We watched him buck up and down until the last spurt came forth from his throbbing cock. Stacey then released her hold on his shaft and Mark leaned back in deep exhaustion. I teasingly reached over and pumped his cock a few more strokes and watches some final semen seep through the eye at the end of his shaft. He begged me to stop, but I refused. Now I would get revenge on all the times he had punched me. His penis had been going limp, but with my continued strokes, I saw it again become enlarged. Just when it was at its full erection, I let go of him, and said "Suffer, butthole."Mark didn't think of it as suffering, he was glad I had let go. His balls ached, from cumming so hard. He felt he might never be able to get it up again. Every muscle in his body hurt, as if he had run five miles and wrestled a bear. Well maybe he had wrestled a bit.We got dressed and Stacey combed the sticky fluid from her hair. Entering the front room, we sat to watch some more television. It was just in time as Dave walked back in through the front door a few minutes later . He asked us if we had behaved and didn't get into any fights while he had been gone. We replied we had been perfect and hadn't even yelled at each other. Dave thought that to be strange, as they were usually at odds with each other. It was as he headed down toward his bedroom that he noticed some pictures lying on the floor in Stacey's bedroom. Curious, Dave picked one of the pictures up and saw Marks cock jutting out in plain sight. The other two pictures finished the tale. He just placed them on Stacey's dresser and walked out and went into his own room. He decided it was her life, and that, though Stacey was his daughter, she was her own person as well. He thought about all the times when he was younger and wished he could have experienced life as well. The best he had during his early years was masturbating and dreaming of the most perfect woman he could imagine. Those were years lost and he could never make them up. But he certainly couldn't encourage her to start enjoying the thrills of sex without seeing it from a parent's viewpoint as well.**Dear Diary,School starts in about two hours. I had better stop a minute and get into the shower before Mark wakes up. Else I will never get ready in time to catch the bus. I'll be back in just a second.**Dear Diary,Never mind. Mark has again beaten me to the bathroom. I might as well continue with my story.After Dave got dressed, we headed out in the car to the movies.The line was short, as the show had been playing for almost two weeks already. It was a science fiction movie we had all been wanting to see, but hadn't had the time before to get to. The theater was dark and they headed toward the middle, where we could see the movie well, and still be away from the few other people already seated. Mark went to end of the aisle and sat. Then Stacey and I followed. Dave sat next to me and we leaned back to get comfortable while waiting for the pre-views and commercials were over. Dave glanced over and saw Mark and Stacey were holding hands. Dave whispered to me that it was strange to think of one of the neighborhood boys actually with his daughter. He thought he had always realized it would be like this, but had hoped for some dashing young rich man to pull up in a limousine and ask if his daughter could go for a walk with him a few paces behind to protect his little girl if she needed him. Well she's not so little now. Dave admitted to me that Stacey had always been mature in her thinking and had more common sense than most of the kids he knew. Her grades at school had been slightly above average, but not perfect straight A's. It was good enough that she tried and that was all he could ask of her. He was more proud of her now then ever before.As the movie started, Dave noticed that my hand had crept underneath the arm rest and was pressing itself against his crotch. He covered my hand with his, so that any casual glances in their direction would hide them. His cock strained to be free of his pants, but this was definitely not the place to whip it out. So I just deftly slid my hands into the waistband and down under his briefs to encase his now hard shaft with my tiny fist. Dave couldn't help himself from reacting to my touch, and as I stroked my hand up and down his rock hard shaft, he could feel his hot jism boiling inside his balls, screaming to be released from their prison. I pumped him fast and harder. Suddenly he spurted inside his underwear, soaking himself and my hand. I continued stroking him until his cock became limp and depleted. Pulling my hand from inside his pants, I lifted my fingers to my mouth and sucked the salty semen from them. The sight of that almost made Dave want to get up out of his seat and throw me to the floor and take me right there in the theater. Mark had watched the entire act of me pumping Stacey's father out of the corner of his eyes and was so engrossed he never noticed that his arm around Stacey was positioned so his hand could cup her budding breasts. Stacey noticed it though, and she reached up and forced his hand to place pressure on her tiny nipples. They began jutting forth through the thin tee-shirt material and Mark swirled his fingers around the aurora of her nipples. Stacey felt her panties becoming soaked in the way her body responded to his caresses. I could see her knees drawing back and forth, as she caused her vagina to open and close in the pulsation to his playing with her breasts. I knew she couldn't orgasm this way, I myself did the same thing sometimes, but that it still felt good to do it, though it always left me excited wanting more. We watched the entire movie this way and as the ending credits rolled onto the screen, we got up and exited through one of the side doors that no one else was using.Dave had a big stain on his pants and we teased him about peeing himself. He told them he had spilt his coke and to let it go at that. But we continued to tease him, so Dave pointed out that it must have been hot in the theater and Stacey sure had sweated a lot, 'cause he could see right through her thin shorts and panties from all the moisture built up there. Stacey thought she would die of embarrassment as we got into the car to head to her house.We got home and Dave went into his room to change clothes again. Stacey and Mark decided to go for a bike ride. After they left, Dave went into Stacey's room, where I was borrowing a tee-shirt and noticed that pictures were still lying where he had placed them on the dresser.Dave looked at them and saw that the angle of the camera had caught Marks shaft on the out bound stroke and he could see Stacey's vaginal lips stretching out to keep him deep inside her. Damn, he said to me. I really wished she had waited until she was at least sixteen. I might have been a little more emotionally prepared. Oh well, the best I can do, now that she has discovered how wonderful sex feels, is to counsel her on attempting to postpone any more until she is older and then make sure she understands birth control. There are to many unwanted babies in this world for children to be having children themselves. I told him that I was glad that he wasn't mad. I knew that Stacey would just die if he found out and asked him to never say a word to her about finding the pictures. He said he'd never tease or reprimand her on something as private as this. So long as a friend of hers, by the name of Lori, would happen to hint that she might be a bit more cautious in the future? I told him I would talk with her at our first chance alone.Dave knew all young adults wanted to explore the opposite sex, yet knew how it could easily it get out of hand when you have two inexperienced people trying it out on each other. If they were just more open in the schools, maybe half the kids who end up pregnant wouldn't have been so eager to jump into bed with someone else. It's not that sex is bad, it's just that when young hormones start talking, it's hard to keep a rein on it. Young boys have yet to learn self control. True all men think with their little head from time to time, but until they gain some experience and the novelty has worn down, they think totally with their little heads in the heat of the moment. I was at least fortunate to have someone as experienced as Dave was.After about thirty minutes, the kids came back in, sweating and hot from the bike ride. They grabbed sodas and sat to play some Nintendo. Dave was sitting on the couch relaxing in almost a napping position. I scooted back until I was leaning up against his legs. Mark and Stacey were engrossed in the game that they were playing, so Dave leaned over and slid his hand down my shirt and cupped one of my tiny breasts in his hand. He toyed with my nipples until I was wiggling on the floor from the reaction it was causing between my legs. I wondered how my breasts could stimulate me this way. They were just flesh and fatty tissue. Why did men seemed so fascinated by them? It was then I realized that because they were a part of my privates, and secret to open viewing, that must be why men are drawn to them.In many countries, women go around topless and men do not even notice them. Boy was I glad we lived here in America. Then again it could also be the fact that his touch was sending extremely small electric jolts throughout my body, leaving me wanting more. So this is what foreplay is a part of... I thought, "I definitely like it!" Though I had seen Marks cock plunging into Stacy's pussy, and I knew that it must have felt so much more powerful then the small amount of love tickling I was experiencing, I knew that I could trust Dave to never go to far, unless I was emotionally as well as physically ready for it. I let him continue to cup my breasts and I reached into my own shorts and pulled them slightly away from my crotch, so he could look down and gaze upon my love triangle. His reaction was to grab my breasts even harder. I teasingly let him watch me bring my hand to my mouth and wet my fingers with saliva. Holding the material far enough away so that he could get a clear view, I slid my now wet fingers between my labia. The lips on my vagina stretched apart and he could see how I slid my fingers up and down.I looked up at Dave and winked, I said, "I have to go to the bathroom, back in a few." Dave knew I wanted him to follow, but didn't want it to be obvious to the two playing Nintendo. So he got up and went into the kitchen, got a soda, and went back into the front room. Dave set the can down on the coffee table and observed Stacey and Mark playing a dual game that could take quite a few minutes to finish. He headed down the hallway as if to go to his room, when he veered left into the bathroom. I had left the door slightly ajar in anticipation. He saw me standing there brushing my hair, and I thought of the picture he had seen, that showed the handle of the hairbrush deep inside my warm tunnel. Dave told me I was brushing the wrong set of hair. Reaching down, he gently tugged my shorts to the floor of the bathroom. He noticed I had changed into a light purple pair of panties and commented on how they looked so sexy.Taking the edge of the elastic on my panties he rolled them downward, instead of just pulling them off. My tiny tuft of pubic hair came into view and he leaned over and kissed each individual hair. Dave continued rolling my panties down until my tiny slit came into view. Plunging his tongue into the small valley formed there, he heard my breath increase in anticipation of what might happen. **Dear Diary,At no time did Dave make any sudden moves. He was so gentle and trustworthy. I know he will never hurt me and I will never do anything to harm him and I care for him as he has opened a door to my life that I wish never to be closed again.As my panties finally touched the floor, I stepped out of them and squatted so his tongue could penetrate me even more deeply. He reached over and grabbed the hairbrush I had been using just a few moments earlier. Placing the handle against my virginal entrance, he worked it back and forth until it slid it effortlessly into the warmth inside. I could feel my vagina stretch as it attempted to engulf the odd shaped handle. My muscled quivered and contracted. He leaned over and sucked on my pussy lips as the handle continued its travels deep inside me. The start of my first light orgasm, began down at my toes, to my knees, and deep inside me. His slurping sound was much greater now as he drove me over the edge and my legs buckled in the wave after intense wave of pure emotion. My orgasm lasted for what seemed like hours. As I finally spent myself, he stood up and I leaned over and kissed him, tasting some of my own juices that had flowed over his mouth. I reached down with my free hand and pulled his pants down, which freed his manhood to stand straight out. I dropped to my knees and bringing my lips to the tip of his cock, kissed the pulsating shaft and then gently lifted his sack below, as if measuring them for weight. It was still a new experience to see his mature hard throbbing manhood.Tickling his balls and the pubic hair that surrounded them, I then drew his cock into my mouth as if I was sucking through a straw. Taking as much of Dave's shaft deep into my mouth as I could, I swirled my tongue around the crown of his warm flesh. While my one hand continued to tickle his balls, my other formed around the base of his cock and began stroking him gently. I gave him my total attention as I looked down my nose and saw the massive cock, sliding into my mouth. The view of his manhood flowing in and out, caused my vagina to contract again. I felt that by giving myself to him totally, nothing else mattered more than fulfilling his desires at that moment. There are many different forms of love. One loved their parents, yet loved brothers and sisters in a complete different way. It was still love. This was another form of love and could only be shared by the two of them. The Secret that they must always carry hidden deep inside themselves, was as it should be. It was a private feeling. One that chance had allowed them to have. We didn't love each other as husband and wife would... that would require marriage, this was a special love in its own right. If just a rumor of this got out that Dave had even touched some one of my young age, his entire life would come to an end. If he was not killed in prison, the people of the backwards town that they lived in would shun him forever. His living depended on those townspeople. If anything happened to him, then he could no longer provide for his family. They would be torn apart, but most of all, the trust we had in each other would be broken. If I had ever felt that he had crossed over that fine line that we had established, Dave said that he hoped that I would come to him and discuss the matter openly. As he gazed down on me, with his phallus plunging itself into my young mouth, I wondered if he thought me so how innocent now. My long flowing dark hair wrapped around his cock, teasing it with its gentle swaying. My just budding breasts were excited and my nipples stood forth almost farther than the mounds that surrounded them. He could view my just forming pubic hair, not quite yet the triangle of passion that it would soon be. I thought to myself that it was my own sexual needs that had allowed him to awaken my emotions. Was it his fault that I had lost some of my innocence? I knew deep inside myself that I could have easily chosen someone else, but had decided on being able to trust someone more experienced in the ways of life. I had placed myself totally in his hands. But at this moment, it was more like he was in my hands... I felt that I would do anything in the world for him, and it wasn't just the heat of the moment. **Dear Diary,It is here that I want to make another note that I believe I have made the correct decision in what I have done over the past days. I have reflected on my emotions, that I had before we explored each other, and again after. I know that I am more emotionally capable now than ever in the past. For that matter, every so often I read back into what I have written and it makes me hot just to think about some of these things. Dave's cock drove deeper into the depth of my throat. I realized that if I relaxed herself and pretended to swallow his massive shaft, I could take more of his massive manhood into my mouth.Concentrating on taking his entire shaft as deep as it could go, I opened my eyes and just then felt his pubic hairs tickle my nose, and I knew I had taken his entire manhood as deep as possible. His balls slapped against my chin and the force that his thrusts gave, carried us into a more heated passion, building up deep inside me. My vagina quivered in anticipation of the giving of my total being to satisfying him. As his cock pulsated, I could feel his cum building up. His sack tightened and I knew that he would explode any moment. I was not wanting to stop giving him such intense pleasure, yet I was afraid that he would cum so hard as to gag me. I took my mind off that fact by reaching down and playing with myself. My fingers pummeled my tiny mound. I felt my own orgasm building up as well. Just as he spurted his first load deep into my throat, I felt my vagina quiver and contract. My own thrusting of my hips caused him to drive himself deeper into my mouth. His hot semen forced itself down my throat and lit my stomach on fire. I was now buckling at the knees with my ecstasy. Sucking as much of his cock as possible and swallowing his sticky cum as fast as if spurted out of his shaft, I came again and again. His balls clenched as he reached peak and I drained them of every drop of semen that he could produce. Dave's orgasm was so great that it dribbled out of my mouth. To say I didn't try to drink of his essence, would have been a great misconception. As we finished, he lifted me up to stand next to him. With his sticky hot white semen still on my lips and face, he leaned over and french-kissed me deep and hard. We looked into each others eyes and though nothing was said, a thousand words passed between us.Getting dressed, I headed out of the bathroom first. I entered the front room just as the other two were finishing their Nintendo game. I just looked at them and said that I was going to go downtown for a few minutes and get a book to read for the night. Neither of the other two offered to go with me, so I took off and headed toward the subway. Buying a ticket, I took more notice of the other males around me. I saw one boy about fifteen years of age traveling alone and standing by himself. I ambled on over in the general direction he was standing. As we waited on the train to get there, I couldn't help notice his Amazon tanned body. He was wearing a pair of cut off sweats that were about two sizes to large. I was disappointed that I couldn't see any bulge in his shorts though . The baggy pants prevented me from getting a good scope on him. The train arrived on time, and they boarded. It was about a twenty minute ride to the next little town where a book store was located. Sitting across from each other, we kept staring at each other as if the compartment was totally empty. I knew that a great majority of the people on the train would get off at the next stop and mine was three more away. He kept looking down at my crotch and I knew he was undressing me with his eyes. He lifted his foot to tie one of his tennis shoes and I could see up his leg into the gap his leg had formed. I noticed that the boy was not wearing any underwear. The head of his cock was in plain view for me to look at. If this had been yesterday, I might have looked the other way, but now I was deeply interested and curious in the opposite sex and was curious what this boy might have to offer. His gaze was unwavering towards my crotch, so I obliged him by reaching down with one hand and covering it up. At first he showed disappointment, but then he realized that with every jolt of the train my fingers were pressing against the tiny cleft it was covering. His cock grew hard at this thought and began peeking out the leg of his cut-offs. I pretended not to notice, but couldn't help staring in amazement at his juvenile sized erect penis. The size of his manhood was so much smaller than Dave's, that I felt no intimidation, but wanted to tease this boy as far as I could in the short trip they were taking. As the train traveled over a particularly bumpy part of the tracks, I watched him, watching my hand pump itself harder against my crotch. His cock became even more rigid and he could see my love juices starting to soak the material of my shorts. He was just able to make out the outline of my slit as I ran my fingers up and down the length of the thin material that separated me from exposing myself to his heated gaze. The train came to a stop and every passenger in their compartment departed at that exit. This left him completely alone with me. Looking around, the boy noticed we were now by ourselves, yet was afraid to go near me, for fear that I might be just tempting him along and then would scream. So he continued watching me play with myself, and his cock demanded to be released. He calmly stretched and pretended to be scratching his leg, but in reality was pulling the leg of his shorts higher, so that my view of his throbbing cock would increase. As he did this, I began pushing the thin material of my shorts between the lips formed in the mound between my legs. He saw this and took it one step farther. He exposed the length of his cock and grabbing his shaft in one hand, began pumping it up and down. I was not to be out done and even though embarrassed, I also pulled my shorts to one side, exposing my tiny mound giving him a good view of my playing with myself.By now the boy was completely excited. He started to get up from his seat, when I let go of the elastic that held my shorts to the side. It denied him the view he had a few seconds ago. He sat back down in his original location, noting that this was a "peep-show" only. As he stroked his shaft, and I forgave his attempt to come near me, by pulling my shorts to one side again. He watched my fingers now expertly jam themselves deep inside my tiny pussy. His balls boiled over and he ejaculated so hard that it seemed his cum might reach the other side of the compartment, where I was busy poking my cherry. I watched him spurt his seed forth and as his orgasm reached peak, I obtained my own. My vagina contracted and the boy watched as my fingers now maddening pumped themselves deep inside my love canal. He watched my other hand fly to my nipples and squeeze them tighter as I began to cum. My legs were now beating back and forth and I continued until pumping myself dry. Just then the announcement came over the speaker that we had arrived came to our stop. Boy was that conductor right. I had indeed cum to my destination.**Dear Diary,Boy was that last bit long winded. I just couldn't stop writing down the things that had happened. I was writing almost as fast as I was experiencing new and exciting modes of arousals. I will stop for a few minutes and get dressed for school now. It is as if I have to get this written before the end of summer.Leaving the train, I walked toward the store and entering it, saw some boys standing over by the magazine rack. There was giggling and pointing to a picture in one of the adult magazines. I brushed passed them with a glance down at the centerfold. It showed a woman bent over and licking her own vagina. I thought is sure must have been painful for the woman to have gotten into that position. Then I wondered if it would be physically possible for me to do something like that. Life left so much to explore.Getting some candy, gum and a teenage romance novel, I proceeded to the check-out counter and paid for my items. I kept thinking that I had forgotten to purchase something of importance, but couldn't remember what it might have been. Walking out of the door, I noticed the boys had gone outside the store and were standing around laughing at each other. One of the boys looked over at me and said something I didn't quite hear, but when he threw an object at me, I caught it out of instinct. Looking at the item in my hand, I saw that it was a pack of condoms. I just glared at the boys and headed back for the train area, ignoring their taunts. I had never even seem a condom, let alone held one.Boarding the train, I settled down in area near the door and looked around. There was disappointment in that I failed to see the boy that had been riding the train earlier. The trip back seemed much more lonely. Opening the pack of condoms, I noticed they were really kind of long thin balloons. This tip of them had a small bulge to allow any ejaculation to fill, so as not to explode when a man spurted with such force inside of it. It was almost exciting to imagine having a sheathed penis slamming itself deep inside of me without the fear of getting pregnant.Arriving back home, I ran the entire distance to Stacey's house. I was out of breath, when I plopped down on the couch in the front room. Reaching down into the sack, I grabbed for a pack of gum, but came up with the pack of condoms the boys had thrown to me. Embarrassed, I quickly hid them back inside the sack. Mark and Stacey were back at playing Nintendo and hadn't caught my mistake, but Dave had been watching my every move. He just filed it away in his thoughts and pretended to be watching the other kids play their game.As it grew dark outside, we played a few hands of cards and Mark called our parents and told them he was going to spend the night over with me at Stacey's house. His mother asked him to make sure it was okay with Stacey's dad, He said that it was and Mark hung up the phone. Dave announced it was time we should start getting ready for bed. Since Stacey was staying in the guest room and we were really too old to be sleeping together, he said he'd make up a couch. Mark and I just glanced at each other and thought the same thing. They both remembered the experience of his earlier escapades with Stacey while Dave had gone to the store.Dave grabbed a few blankets and a spare pillow and soon the couch in the front room was transformed into a comfortable sleeping area. We girls had headed off to the bathroom and could be heard talking to each other in hushed tones. Dave looked at Mark and told him to be on the lookout. Who knows what tricks we girls might play tonight. The forewarning that Mark received was worthwhile. About thirty minutes passed from when we all turned in for the night, when Mark must have heard giggling from Stacey's bedroom. Getting up from the couch, he tip-toed over to their door and peeked through where it was slightly cracked open. He must have seen us laying on the bed, looking at the pictures we had snapped earlier in the day. The fact was, that we were dressed in our skimpy nighties, and he could see that Stacey had on a luscious pair of satin green panties. They shimmered through her silk nightgown. With every movement she made on the bed, her buttocks clenched and he grew excited watching them. His shaft grew hard inside his white cotton underwear and began straining to be released from its confinements. He suddenly realized we were discussing what tricks we might play on him. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't quite make out what we were whispering. As he watched, he shifted his weight from one foot to the other and the floor creaked. We both looked toward the door when we heard the noise and Mark backed out as quietly as possible and ran into the front room and lay down on the couch and pretended to be fast asleep. He felt our presence near the couch long before he risked peeking through one eye. Stacey was off to the left of him and I was fast approaching on the right. Mark was laying on his back and his erection was still causing a tent in his underwear. I saw he was peeking, but kept it to myself. I knew he heard me whisper to Stacey, "See, I told you. When boys sleep they automatically get a hard-on." Little did Stacey realize Mark was quite awake and alert.Stacey reached his side first. She asked me, "Are you sure that he won't wake up?" I responded by reaching over and stroking Marks shaft. Stacey watched her doing this and small trimmers of excitement coursed through my body. She whispered to me, "Hey that is your brother you know..." I said, "I don't care, I'm not going to have intercourse with him, I'm just using him to explore the male physical." Besides, he knows better than to say anything, even if he were awake. I'd tell every girl in school that he has some strange disease and they run from the sight of him.Stacey said, "Watch this then." She put her hand inside her panties and plunging her fingers inside her quivering mound. Drawing her now soaked fingers she put them next to Marks face. I knew he had to smell her love scent. I looked down and saw his cock pulse in anticipation.His penis grew more erect and his shorts strained to hold his manhood inside its prison."Gosh, this boy can sleep through anything.", whispered Stacey. She grabbed the elastic on his underwear and yanked them down, letting his manhood jump up to stand at attention. Making sure that his eyes were still closed, she thought he must still be asleep, so she tugged them down past his ankles and off, to toss them onto the floor. His cock was throbbing and standing straight up in the air. I wished he wasn't my brother. That I could jump on top of him and thrust that rigged piece of meat deep inside me, but knew that would be crossing the line extremely too much. Besides this was Stacey's "toy" to play with. I settled for watching her lean over and draw his manhood between her lips. It almost made me cream my panties right there and then. I joined Stacey at Marks crotch and sticking out my tongue, began licking the base of the shaft that protruded from between his legs. He had just reached puberty and the fuzz that resemble pubic hair covered his balls. Our tongues found each individual strand and teased him into squirming around as we brought his passion to heights he never knew possible. Stacey took his entire shaft deep into her mouth with no trouble. It was almost half as thick as Dave's, and about two inches shorter. As she swallowed him deep into her warm throat, Mark moved in excitement. His testicles began to boil over and his hips were now thrusting up with pure ecstasy. As he shot his first load, Stacey drew her mouth from his cock and cupped her hand around his shaft and began pumping him rapidly. His sperm flew from the tip of his cock, covering both of our faces, dripping over her hand to puddle deep in his crotch.**Dear Diary, Just a note to let you know that I enjoyed messing with my brother, but his being my relation and the fact that he was just a young boy inexperienced in the fact of life. Not to say someday he might not be good for some girl, but at this time the limited knowledge he had only led to hump and pump sex that did nothing to expand his horizons properly. Looking down at the lying form of him, spent, exhausted, his penis now limp, I asked Stacey if we should cover him up. Stacey replied they should or her dad might walk in and see him there naked. Tucking him in for the night, both of us girls left for the bedroom.I stopped off in Stacey's room for a minute and we sat on the edge of the bed teasing each other about whom had excited him the most and had the most cum over their face. I finally gave in to the fact that Stacey had placed her face down below his shaft and had received most of it. I said goodnight and left to go to the guest room. Glancing back, I saw Mark in the front room, sitting on the edge of the couch wiping himself off with a discarded tee-shirt. Evidently he didn't care to much for having his spunk globbing his crotch.Entering just inside the guest bedroom, I watched him get up and head into Stacy's room. I stepped back into the hallway and looking into the room, I saw Mark positioning himself to thrust his cock into Stacey's waiting cherry. I saw his shaft effortlessly enter deep inside my best friend's privates again.I could hear the sucking sound, as he withdrew his penis, just to the outer lips of her vagina, before plunging deep inside her. His balls smacked against her bottom as he pummeled her effortlessly. Stacey was moaning in the intense movement. Every nerve in my body was tingling. I could see her tiny pussy stretching and gripping Marks rock hard erection. She grabbed the back of his head and forced him to lower his mouth to her breasts. He licked her nipples till they stood out hard and firm. Her body convulsed in the extreme pleasure he was giving her. The emotions that she must have felt from his tender caresses were like running barefoot through the tickling wet grass on a dew lit morning. She reached down and grabbed his buttocks, pulling him more into her, causing each thrust to be deeper and harder. Faster and faster they went. They were both sweating now from the pure physical pleasure that they were sharing with each other. They knew that nothing was more important than giving the other that much needed release of their pent up emotions, It was as if every time they had been yelled at, scorned, hurt, or deprived of something, was being rewarded in this one fulfilling embrace. He pulled himself from inside her and turned around so that he could suck and lick her love mound until she would plead for him to stop. Stacey saw his manhood only inches from her face and decided to take his shaft deep into her mouth. Although this went against her personal feelings, she knew how good it felt to have him nibbling on her snatch, so she engulfed his penis deep into her mouth. His attention to her snatch intensified and she felt him react to the tracing of her tongue around the crown of his cock. Mark drove his fingers deep inside her. Stacey's tiny mound was fingered by him and I saw him stretching her apart, so he could get his own tongue down deeper into her love tunnel. He touched a particularly sensitive spot and she skyrocketed into her orgasm. Her legs tightened around his head. She no longer noticed him plunging his cock into her mouth, but placed all her attention on what wild sparks of pleasure he was giving her below. I saw a look on her face like she would pass out, from the ultimate overload her body was having. It seemed like she could orgasm forever. Her muscles in her vagina refused to quit clenching. Finally they began to subside and she focused on giving him back the pleasure she had received. She reached up with one hand and grabbed his balls gently. Her tender touch was almost more than he could bear. Mark tried to hold himself back from thrusting too deeply into her mouth, but nature took over and soon he was bucking deep into her throat. Stacey could feel his shaft sliding in and out of her mouth and when he pushed extremely hard, it found it way down her throat. This only excited him more and she wanted please him so much, for the care that he had shown her. As she tickled his balls she slurped as much of his manhood into her mouth as possible. His cum was building up and he began spurting deep into her throat. Stacey gagged and spit up his cum and release her grip on his cock. He continued to spew forth his semen and she reached forth and pumped him by hand a few more times, until his orgasm was complete.**Dear Diary,I am beginning to think my brother is a bunny rabbit, the way he likes to just hump and bump. His trusts were not really methodic, but more like quick released passion. Yet I have to admit that he sure can shoot quite a load!I returned to my room. I was thinking life wasn't fair. I knew that it was wrong to have intercourse at so young an age, but Mark and Stacey sure seemed like they had enjoyed themselves, much more than the simple experimenting in sexuality, I had so far pursued. I lay down in bed and thought about the many new horizons that had been awaken in my sleeping body recently. I thought about safe sex and the condoms the boys had thrown at me. I still had them, and knew if I were to go into Dave's room, he would gladly oblige me reach to be a complete woman. He would wear a "rain-coat" and protect me from getting pregnant, but I felt that I would know when that time was, and this early in my life was not one of them. One of my friends had been sexually abused and I thought that must be the worst, as the girl had not willingly participated. I could see how it must have been quite frightful, as even when I was in control, I was still nervous. But at least I had a choice in it and it helped that I was ready for the small amount we had tried so far. I hoped the man that had touched my friend would have his cock rot off. Thank goodness Dave understood how I felt and knew just how far to let our emotions run. I decided I would settle for just some sexual playing around, so I got back up and went down the hall to where Dave lie sleeping. I knew he was really out this time. As I edged up to the bed, I removed my nighty and clad only in my skimpy panties, crawled under the sheets with him. It felt good to sneak into bed with him, my budding nipples rested against his back. I reached around him and slipped my hand inside his bikini briefs. His manhood reacted to my touch. I was content with the gentle pumping action as I slid my hand up and down his semi-erect shaft. Bringing it to its full erected state, I pressed my chest against his back, brushing my nipples against his skin, until they stood out firm and hard. The sensation I felt was overwhelming. Dave continued sleeping through it all. I could tell he was out of it, but his manhood was mine to control and I began pumping his hard shaft faster and faster. My other hand was working inside my cherry, bringing waves of tremors to my vaginal muscles. He was now moving his hips in reaction to my fingers teasing the length of his rod. Suddenly he ejaculated and my orgasm caused me to pump my hips against his buttocks. My light tuft of pubic hair tickled his behind and I felt my control slipping away. As I spasmed in my own pool of emotion, I gently leaned over and decided I wanted to wake him up, so he might teach me more of this wonderful experience.I kept my hand wrapped around his low limpid penis. After a few moments, I began pumping him again with hopes that he might gain another erection. I continued this for what seemed like minutes, whispering in hear ear for him to awaken, until his breathing grew much more rapid and I knew that he was coming awake. Dave rolled toward me and looked over at me with those caring eyes. He brushed the hair out of my eyes and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I whispered for him to slide himself between my legs as the boy scout had done to Stacey earlier. He told me to roll away from him and place my back against his chest. I could feel his hardening cock burrowing its way between the cheeks of my buttocks. He reached down and pulled the elastic holding the thin material over my crotch to one side. He reached around me and cupped my breasts in his hand. Gently pinching my nipples and bringing them to their excited state, I felt his manhood sliding up toward my tiny vagina. I was so wet and lubricated that he could have easily slipped himself inside of me, but out of respect and caring, he told me to guide his shaft with my hand. I reached down and placed pressure on him as he plunged his penis through my vaginal lips. The tender explosions I felt, caused me to give a small moan. I held his shaft tightly against my virgin tunnel. Guiding it over to strike against my clitoris on the far side. Another tremor was felt deep inside me. I felt like every emotion in my body was fighting to win. I was crying and laughing all simultaneously.I realized that people could have sex, or they could make love, or they could share this type of moment when they were just two people who cared so much for each other that they would do almost anything to please the other. I wondered how many women His thrusting action was increasing and I felt my second wave of orgasm screaming for release. His cock was now pumping faster and faster. My vagina cried for the feeling of his cock to stretch their inner walls, As his pubic hairs ticked my behind and the tip of his cock plowed its way through my pussy lips, it slammed into my clitoris and I jerked again and again in the most intense orgasm. He spurted forth his hot semen. It dribbled over my love mound and added to the lubrication my own body had given. I moaned louder as the cum hit my clitoris and every drop made me spasm in pure blissfulness. We lay there throughout the rest of the night. His manhood trapped between my legs. I knew now that sex is not sexuality or two bodies just banging away in the night. That I remained pure and intact, yet had grown into the ways of giving the ultimate pleasure to someone else. My knowledge that life at this point in my life was complete made me content with life itself. I knew that should life ever throw me a rough time, I could escape into the safety of memories of this ending day of summer.**The next day I arose and left with my brother for our house. Looking back, I waved good-bye to David and Stacey. I said, "Thank You!" To which Stacey relied, "You're welcome." But Dave knew who I was really thanking and with the smile on his face and the glint in his eye, I realized he knew as well that I was really directing my thanks to him... I wondered what I would really write in my essay on how summer vacation had been.-=END=-~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 63 |
dinner.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/dinner.txt | Mrs. K and I have been married 37 years ups and downs, like anything in life - this weekend was a major UP!!We're in our mid 50's, both lucky in that we are healthy and fit. I'm a former major college jock, still love to work out she looks 20 years younger and barely works out damn!!! I'm 6 4, 205, she is 5 6, 120, black hair, curves in the right places with a very nice full pair of round soft breasts and big dark-purplish nips... (damn, typing this is turning me on.)We've been watching the new HBO series Tell Me You Love Me whew they do some major fucking. On the first episode, one couple snuck in a very hot quickie in the bedroom during a dinner party at her mother's!! Mrs. K remarked that she liked spontaneous sex... I mentioned that doing it at a party was a fantasy of mine.This past weekend, we were invited to a dinner party at our friend Beth's townhouse. Beth is a single mom, long time friend, about our age VERY HOT 5 10, long black hair, very fit and LONG LONG LEGS!!!Mrs. K wore her new little black dress tight shiny material shows off her boobs and ass to great advantage!! Oh, and of course, black come fuck me pumps with black stockings drooolllll.After we arrived, we were sitting on the back patio, drinking wine and enjoying appetizers. I was sitting on a big chair with Beth whewwww, she is hot. She and I have always got along really well nothing has ever happened, but you can tell there is chemistry all three of us joke about it a lot.I was enjoying watching two of the other men talk to my wife both of them had their eyes glued to her cleavage turns me on!! Beth and I were flirting innocently, damn, that soft Texas drawl of hers... She had on slacks that showed those legs off very well, and a tight knit top I could feel my cock tingling watching Mrs. K and flirting with Beth was turning me on!!I excused myself, and went to use the restroom there is one on the third floor of the townhouse. I was relieving myself (with some difficulty, because my cock was semi-hard) I thought I heard a noise on the stairs.I had just finished, and was stuffing my cock back into my pants when the door opened behind me. Startled, I turned around quickly to see Mrs. K with a lusty smile on her face. "Wha... Wha..." I stammered. She laughed "I thought we might do something like what we saw on the show the other night."I watched in amazement as she pulled the top of her dress down, freeing her beautiful boobs. I could tell by her hard nipples that she was turned on. She began caressing herself, pinching her nipples and moaning. My cock began to stiffen and popped out of my still open slacks. "Oh My!!" she said, "You like this don't you?"I just grinned at her and pulled my cock all the way clear of my clothes. She came over to me, pushed me down on a bench, knelt down on the bathroom rug in front of me and began hungrily sucking my cock. I was so turned on watching my hot wife sucking my cock, her big boobs swaying free knowing that there were 7 other people in the house with us and no locked doors between them and us.After only a few short moments of her skillfully working my throbbing cock, tongue swirling, massaging my balls, sucking, licking... well, you can guess, I was moaning loudly.She laughed and stood up "Let's change places!" I gladly stood up from the bench, and watched as she pulled the tight dress up over her fine ass yep, no panties!! She leaned over the bench looked back at me and simply said "Well?"Her beautiful bare (yes, she shaves) swollen pussy lips were on full display and were dripping wet. I was so turned on, I quickly knelt behind her, put my swollen cock head against her lips and she pushed her self back driving my cock in to the hilt.We both moaned loudly. "Wonder if anyone heard that?" I panted. "Who cares" she moaned, "fuck my wet pussy!!" "No problem" I laughed, and began rhythmically pumping into her, meeting her thrusts back against me. My balls were slapping against her pussy lips, and she was moaning louder and louder I leaned over and fondled her right breast it filled my hand with it's weight I tweaked the hugely swollen nipple and she came hard "Ahhhh DAMNN, YESS!' I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock, momentarily locking me into place then her flow of fluid.We resumed our rhythm fucking harder and harder, deeper and deeper. We were both moaning loudly "Oh god, what a great fuck you are!" I cried. She responded by reaching back and fondling my swollen balls well, not really fondling, I happen to like them squeezed pretty hard blush.She enjoys causing a little pain, and soon began panting, preliminary to cumming again "OHHHHHH FUCK, DAMNNN, this is soooo GOOD!" she cried. Then I felt her pussy contract again that was all it took to send me off and I started pumping deep inside her spurting like I hadn't in some time. I felt the answering moisture from her orgasm.We both pumped a few more times, then I rolled off her, sitting beside her on the floor spent my still swollen cock twitching and dripping. She slid off the bench and sat beside me, red faced, panting.We looked at each other and laughed. "Damn, that was so fucking hot!" I exclaimed. "Oh yes, we'll have to remember this one guess the HBO people knew what they were doing!" she chuckled, her voice still throaty.I picked up the rug and used it to clean off my cock then handed it to her. "What are you doing?" she said. "It was already wet both of us came a bucket," I said. "Oh, well in that case," and she quickly wiped her thighs and gleaming pussy lips. In doing so, I had a great view of her gorgeous shaved pussy "Ummm, I bet you could get me ready for round two real fast." She reached over and fondled my cock. "Sounds HOT! but let's wait until we get home I want to take my time with your fat cock," she replied. I laughed "OK, besides, I think I need some steak to regain my strength!" "Oh God, how long have we been gone??"Dunno why don't I go down first?" "OK," she said then kissed me deeply. We both stood up and began putting our clothes back in place. I came down a few minutes later, and slipped into the kitchen to help Beth with some of the dinner preparations. She gave my kind of an odd smile who knows...The dinner was great god, needed a steak after that... We kept looking at each other, and I could tell we were both thinking the same thing did they notice? Did they hear? Can they smell the sex on us? God, I was so turned on by the whole thing.When we got home (luckily, a short 5 minute drive), we jumped each other inside the door, fucked on the kitchen island, the couch, the rug, hell, who knows...After, we got into bed and relaxed together, just holding each other. We talked about fulfilling a fantasy, and how much fun it was. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought I heard her say something about fantasy and Beth.END |
hubbys.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/hubbys.txt | How does one begin to explain the - "I do not believe it."It is true and I have never looked back. For my 35th birthday we agreed that for mine and hers it was going to be anything goes 100% slave and no questions asked, just do it. We each wrote down what we would not do. I folded it up and gave it to her, she gave me her list and now it is in my pocket and to see just what I was allowed to have on my birthday would wait till I had a chance to read it later. When I did read it I almost fell on the floor. It just said what ever I wanted she would do no questions asked, she added a P.S. that it would also hold true for me and I was to choose carefully.I have been thinking now for a week on what to do, I teased her that I thought that maybe a string of girls for her or guys might be fun, she smiled and said "remember fair is fair".My birthday was this weekend and we agreed that all day Saturday would be the gift. I reminded her that next weekend me and the guys were riding out of town on the bikes, she just smiled and said fair is fair again. I started by telling her that unless told differently she would be dressed in a dog collar and leash, nothing else. I requested to be woken up at 6:00am via a cup of coffee and a blow job. I gave her a list of things to get from the store on Thursday and it was time to begin. On Friday night she teased me and refused to sleep in the same bed with me. Saturday morning came and the smell of fresh coffee and a set of warm moist lips on my cock was all I needed. The day began. After a relaxing shower I dressed and had some toast with brown sugar on it. The phone rang and it was Paul reminding me we were going to work on the bikes this morning. I looked at Kathy and said I forgot about it, she looked at me and smiled and said not a word. I told him to be over at about 9:30 as I needed to run to the store. I had almost 2 hours to get it done. I told Kathy we needed to go to the store to get some oil and plugs. I wrote down on a piece of paper with what I needed and told her to put on her rain coat and get the car keys. She went to the front closet and put on her 3/4 length coat and went to button it up and I told her to just wrap it around and tie it off with the belt all you could see was the leash hanging out the bottom and when you looked there was the collar, black against the semi-tanned neck. Oh how sweet. She drove and I sat in the back. Just like a master would do. We arrived at the shop there was only one bike out side and a parked car. She parked our car and turned off the engine. I told her to go ahead and run on in and get the stuff. She opened the door, I spoke up and said, oops, forgot to have you leave the coat in the car. Kathy looked back at me and had a smile of fear and a twinkle in the eye. She stood up took off the coat tossed it on the seat. She reached in the pocket and took the list and looked my way and said, "I will need some money," I looked her way and said that I bet her credit was good in there. She looked around, stood up and walked in to the shop, butt naked and the leash hanging. I sat there for a minute and just had to have a look. I walked around back and went in the service door and walked through the work shop area and up to the door that leads to the sales area. I looked threw the crack in the swinging doors and inched it open an inch or two. I could see Kathy standing there naked and reading the list. The other two customers were just staring and having quite an eye full. Mike went down the isle and obtained the items and returned to the counter. He asked for her phone number and he typed it in. He then said that according to his records that I was due for an air filter. She paused for a minute and it looked like she was going to turn around and the she stopped and said that she would need that also. Mike rang up the parts and he told here it came to 78 dollars and 34 cents. She looked around and with a laugh she said that there were no pockets on this outfit, Mike said that she would have to work it off, asked would she would have to do. He looked at her with the straight face and said that if she came behind the counter and relived some of his stress, he would call it even. I was laughing as she walked around and stood in front of him and put her hands on his pants and lowered his zipper and began to lower his jeans, I was still laughing as I knew she would stop and walk out. It did not matter as I had told Mike what was going on and to play along and then laugh it off and give her the parts. During the laughing I missed that she got on her knees and grabbed his cock and began stroking it and with out a word she put his cock in her mouth and started to make him cry. I was so in shock and turned on at the same time. She kept it up for a couple minutes and I could see him tighten up and started to moan and jerk. I took that as a sign to exit back to the car. On the return trip to the car I made a mental note to get my money back from Mike as he was paid well enough for the parts. I just got back in when she came out and sat down. She did not put on the coat. She asked were to now. I told her back home. I caught her looking in the mirror; it seemed she was wiping something off her cheek. I ask what she was doing and she answered that she was removing the change.We arrived home and she parked in the drive way and walked in as she was dressed, that is nothing but a leash. I went to the garage opened the door and there stood the second love of my life. A Road King, Which is a Harley. Blue and chrome and the thunder was pure.I went into the house and asked her if she would pour me an R/C, she said was that an order or request. I answered her what ever get my drink. She brought the drink out into the garage and then asked if she could put on an apron as she needed to do some cooking. I told her if that was best then to do it. The garage door is in the center of the back wall and from where I was sitting I could look into the kitchen and watch her going about what ever it was she was doing. I then heard what sounded like several bikes pull up the driveway. It was John and Andy. Andy said that he knew John was coming over to do a tune up and thought he would join in. I said no problem more the merrier. We started to take out the spark plugs and air cleaners. Andy asked if I had any thing to drink. I told him to wait a second. I got up and went into the kitchen and asked Kathy to make a couple drinks. She smiled. I asked her if she could toss on some clothes and pick up some stuff for lunch. She kissed my cheek and walked away. I took the glasses and returned to the garage. We laughed and joked and worked on the bikes. We talked about the ride that was next week. I heard the car pull up and asked the guys if they wanted some lunch, they all agreed. When I saw Kathy was back in the kitchen I walked over to the door way and asker her if she could make some lunch for us, she looked towards me and pulled at her shirt and moved it as to be saying something. I did not get it. We went back to working on the bikes. We were talking about the trip and what we would be seeing. We laughed at Andy who said that his girl friend was putting up a little stink. At that moment Kathy walked out to the garage and said lunch was ready and that if Andy had a problem with his girl friend that she would baby sit her while he was away. No one was looking but the sight was Kathy holding a tray with sandwiches, chips and additional drinks. She had on the collar and leash, and that was all. She walked over to the work bench set down the tray and walked back to the door and left with out saying a word. The guys looked up and saw Kathy naked and walking out towards the kitchen. They looked at me and the smiles were pure heaven for me as I did not think that Kathy would walk out to the garage. I was wrong and the thoughts that went threw my mind were all wicked. I was now smiling. They asked what was up, I told the story of my birthday present and they were amazed and told me I was one lucky SOB. I had not set an idea in play for this evening but it was starting to come to a thought, and it was a good one at that. We finished up on the bikes and called it a days and away they went. I called to Kathy and said that I felt that a good blow job would be in order, and should be now. She walked in and undid my jeans and slid them down and began to stroke my now growing cock. She stroked a few more times and then began to see how far she could take it down. It was far and it was driving me crazy. She got me off in no time and it was the best. It was now early afternoon and that is when I told her that there were going to be dinner guests. There was going to be dinner party, or at least food and wildest dreams to come true.The plan was a few friends over for some steaks, drinks and the trimmings. I had her dress in a cotton dress with out the needed under things, just a plain cotton dress that hung in the right spots and short enough to draw a second look. It was a scoop cut top that if bent a little it was a full shot of those assets. The plan was to get food and the results were oh so better. The first stop was the meat section. The guy behind the glass case was finding out what she wanted and as he was leaning over pointing to the cuts of meet, she was bending over showing her cuts of breast meet. I knew he was getting a full on down the blouse shot and she knew it also and her nipples were the proof. I am sure he was looking at them, he was pointing and talking and never took his eyes off her. He ended up grabbing several steaks and wrapping them and handed them over the counter to her. I know the amount we paid for was no way what we ended up with. We had steaks a plenty. It was off to the beer isle. It was a treat to watch her bending over to get the beer from the floor display. I was the view of her dress riding up her back and all but showing her cheeks a little. I guess when I saw the couple coming our way in the isle that when I lifted the hem of her dress and the entire round and soft ass was in view I knew that the couple had stopped and was looking and watching me give her a little spank and then dropped the dress. When they walked by he had a smile while she just walked by. We finished shopping and returned home. We started to fix dinner and again she told me what ever I wanted her to do was my wish. She smiled and walked away. She looked back and said that she knows what she wants for her birthday, so I should start planning. The stage was set and the unplanned plan was in the start mode. We had told everyone it was going to be a pool BBQ, so swim suits were in fashion. In Mexico I had picked up a micro suit for her and the best part was it looked hot on her, and when she gets it wet, it becomes the transparent fabric that leaves nothing to wonder about. Smooth or curly it was known to all as well as those lovely bumps round the nipple were just so viewable. So I put a loose plan together. Jimmy's wife is bi-sexual and it works for them, so maybe that will fit in. The other couples are friends and we all have secrets we keep. So let the party begin.The guests started to arrive, and the fun started to begin. I had Kathy wear the collar and leash, but added the micro mini swim suit and had her put a beach wrap on over it, it did not cover anything but defused the real beauty underneath. As friends arrived Kathy made drinks and snacks and all seen to enjoy the party. The hot tub seemed quite as Mike and Jolene seemed rather content. In the Pool was Bill and Jimmy were teasing there wife's and splashing them. As Kathy walked out to bring me a drink Jimmy splashed her and got her wet. She gave me my drink and then took off the wrap; Sally yelled that the amount of that suit was equal to a couple postage stamps. Kathy smiled and said that suit covered enough and that I was always pleased when she wore it. I figured it was now time to kick up the party a bit. I walked over to Kathy and whispered to her to hold on I was going to push her into the pool. With one move she went sideways into the pool and was yelling to me.We all of us laughing and having fun, Kathy looked at me and had a sinister look on her. She swam over to the ladder and looked towards me and began to climb out, she was looking at me to see it I was going to say or do something. I did nothing. She stood there dripping wet and the swim suit was all but clear, there were yell and comments about seeing everything. She laughed and blamed it all on me. I told her if that was the case that all was being seen then she should take it off and dry it. See walked over to me and kissed my cheek and undid the top and let it fall to the ground, she then untied the bottoms and stepped back and told me to hang it up on the fence to dry and she proceeded to walk away stark naked towards the kitchen door. Jimmy yelled that he needed a fresh beer. We all laughed and looked at each other. In a few minutes out came Kathy, still naked and bent over and handed Jimmy a fresh beer. Music was playing and drinks were being consumed and all was good. Kathy called out to us to let us know dinner was ready. We all went into the kitchen and began to fill our plates. She was outside setting up the table. We sat there talking and the beer and wine was flowing, all in all it was a great night. While enjoying our deserts our talk changed a bit, a tad racy. With a naked girl, it was not a stretch. Kathy did have an apron on. Jimmy asked just what all was going to happen or what the entire deal was. I explained what was happing and they all laughed. Then Pam said that if she wanted to do Kathy sexually it was ok. I looked at Kathy and there were no words or looks exchanged. She walked over to Pam and bent over and put a kiss on her that had all of us in awe. I did a small quite clap and Kathy took Pam's hand and guided her over to the grass and began to undress Pam and with Pam's help she was naked in no time. They were standing there kissing and hands where moving everywhere. Pam guided Kathy to lie down and she stood over her and squatted over her and put her smooth crotch over Kathy's now smiling lips and began to kiss then just shove her entire mouth up and down and in and out and just was lapping it all up. This was a first for me seeing Kathy doing a girl. I did not know to what degree she was going to go or wanted to go. Pam got down and began returning the favor and soon Kathy was in the thrill of a sexual peak that to be honest I have never seen. She came with such gusto that I was feeling a bit timid. As they rested I could hear them talking about something, not able to understand though. Kathy got up and went into the house and came back with her favorite toy. An 18 inch double headed dildo. I was a gag gift years ago. Little did I know it was a very useful gift?Pam took it and gave it a kiss and began to stroke it and then started to rub Kathy's now I am sure sore skin. Pam had the head of it pushing against the skin and with a pop I disappeared inside. Pam was moving in slowly in and out and in and out and deeper with each stroke, soon Kathy is in sheer pleasure with a bit of pain I am sure. Soon Pam was on top of Kathy and was starting to insert the other end in her and soon she was on top and doing a grind and the entire dildo was gone. Both ends deep inside the girls and the groans were going until it exploded in pure release. As they lay there Jimmy was clapping and saying that he wished he would have had a camera. Kathy stood up with the most moist and dripping thighs with the juice of the two. She was smiling. She told me that it was her idea to up grade the security system and install the motion cameras. That is when I remembered what the guy said. He said that when a motion starts it will automatically record the movement on to a DVD disk. That way we could show it to the police in case of a break in. I was up laughing and smiling as Kathy told me that she had manually started the recording from the camera that was pointed to the ground were I had just watched the entire love fest. Everyone laughed and cheered. There was talk of what just went on and now the girls had cleaned up a bit but still naked. Pam said that now she missed watching the show and now wanted to see some action. I looked at Kathy with a confused look and she smiles and walked over to Jimmy and said that she had a Thank You gift for him. Kathy took his hand and had him stand up. She with out so much as a look un did his pants and began to reach in and grab his cock and began to fondle with passion. She dropped his jeans and then pushed down his underwear and began to suck him with all the gusto she could. She had Jimmy on the ground now and she was kneeling between his spread legs and was going up and down and was moving her ass in the air and it was a site to see. Bill looked at me and made a motion that was clear. I moved my head and Bill stood up and walked over to were Kathy's ass was and lowered his jeans and underwear and his now raging hard on was aimed at her now raised ass. He reached between her legs and began to stroke her pussy. He moved closer and closer until his cock was just touching her now moist pussy lips and with a small thrust he pushed it all in and began to pump her. He was pumping and she was sucking and it was a site to see. Jimmy came with a burst of tightness in his body. He sort on slid out and that gave Kathy the chance to really bend over to take Bills thrusts. Soon Bill was bucking and it was over in a few seconds. Bill sat down on his chair with a great smile and Kathy was now standing looking around and proclaiming if that was all we had. I laughed. She shot back with a look and I do mean a look. I asked her what she meant. She said that she the night was young and she was happy to please. Jimmy laughing said he had a buddy over at the naval base that was new to the area. Before I could think or answer Kathy tossed him her cell phone and told him to call him as the train was still moving and needed riders. Damn, she said that with the greatest ease and sureness. Jimmy was talking to his buddy and he joking asked how many riders she wanted. She again said with out looking at me and said as many as he can get over here before she cools down. That was it I thought she had flipped out now. Pam was walking back from inside the kitchen with a bottle of Jack Daniels. She was tipping it to her mouth and took a couple drinks, she handed it to Kathy and said that if a train was coming she needed to be ready to be boarded and said that she was ready to assist. We laughed and it was a sight to see. We laughed and watched the two girls get steadily getting drunker and wilder. Bills wife Sara stood up and took the bottle and in a loud clear voice said that she hoped the train was long and full. Again we laughed and talked and watched all three girls empty the bottle. The door bell rang and I looked at jimmy and told him to let his friend in. Jimmy stood up and walked into the house. When he came back there were three girls rolling on the grass and in all states of being naked. Sara jumped up and took the closest guy and took his hand and said to drop those drawers and assume the position. Pan grabbed the pillows off the lawn chair and tossed them down. Kathy got down and rested on them. It was a very brief moment for Pam was now spreading Kathy's legs while Sara guided the now fully erect sailor into position. He began to pump in and out and in and out and Sara being the take charge person she was grabbed the next guy and told him to drop those drawers and she grabbed his cock and was stroking it. Kathy with gusto just said next. Pam took the second sailor and did the same for him. While number two was going at it with Kathy. Pam took the next guy and started to get him hard. Again Kathy yelled next. Sara took the now hard sailor and guided him to the now sloppy wet pussy. Pam took the next sailor and looked around and said that this was a short train. The poor guy looked at her and said that it could be longer if he made a call. She was saying yes. He took his phone and began talking and that was it. Soon Kathy said that remarkable word, next. The last guy was just completed when the girls now were looking around for more action. One of the sailors stood up and walked over. Kathy grabbed his soft dick and started to bring it to life. He was soon giving her all he had. Just as he was done there seemed to be now a group of sailors that I had not seen before. About four or five new ones were now eager to assist. The girls knew what to do, it was a stream of get them hard and let them shoot. This went on for a while until I felt that Kathy had long past out. Pam was now drunk and could not complete a sentence if she tried. She did say that she wanted to see them all jerk off before they left. She called the group over and had them form a circle around the now still Kathy. With one last movement Kathy said to release them dogs. There were all the guys standing around and shooting there loads on to Kathy. She was rubbing her self and bringing her to a final release. Kathy just laid there in utter silence. The sailors thanked us and started to leave. Jimmy and Bill scooped up the girls and headed to the drive way and into the cars. I looked at Kathy on the ground and she was smiling. I picked her up and carried her to the family room and put her on the couch. I grabbed a pillow and blanket for her. It was off to bed for me now as she was out cold. Several hours later I was awoken by a scream. I ram to the family room and there stood Kathy. The sheet was stuck to her in a few places. There was some dried blood on it also. She looked like she was helpless and confused. I walked her to the shower and tried to clean her up. I put her to bed and joined her in sleep. Several hours later she awoke and asked me what was wrong. I said nothing was. She said then why is the sheet stuck to her and the bed. I slid out and sure enough during her rest she must have leaked out a bunch of cum and it stuck to her and the sheets. I cold not control my laughing.The next morning came and breakfast was served and the talking was none stop. She looked at me and said that she hoped the camera recorded it all. I laughed. She then said that her birthday was soon and I better be ready.END |
mywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/mywife.txt | It was some years ago on a warm Summer evening; my wife and I were sitting and talking together, reminiscing about days gone by. Somehow, the discussion turned to the wild sexual adventures we had before we met and fell in love, and almost in passing, she mentioned that when she was a teenager, she used to let the family dog lick a bit more than her hands or face. Of course, I was consumed with curiosity and dying to hear more about my poised, cultured and beautiful wife's straying into that most outré of lusts. It happened more than once, she said, with more than one animal, but she never let any of them fuck her and she never jerked any of them off in exchange for their attentions. She was reluctant to tell me more at the time, so I let it drop with an appreciative comment, but I was really curious. Although women and dogs hadn't been one of my cherished sexual fantasies, this revelation of hers moved it near the top of the list. Many people think it's all about dominance and humiliation, but it doesn't feel that way to me: the thing that really turns me on is women who are game and wild for sex... and doing it with a dog has got to be as wild as it gets. A year or so after she first told me about this, when she was really horny and in a loving mood, she invited me to "do whatever I liked" with her. I'm sure she thought I'd ask to fuck her in the ass, like I'd done a number of times before when faced with the same invitation - she says that's what most men will do if you tell them that - but instead, in a voice hoarse with excitement, I asked her to tell me about the time she let the dogs lick her. I was ready for an angry refusal or a blithe and witty change of topic, but I was pleasantly surprised when, after a brief pause and a shy smile, she began her story. One morning, she said softly, when the rest of the family was away running errands or at sports practice, she was sitting at the breakfast table in her bathrobe enjoying her solitude. As she sat there eating a bowl of cereal and reading the paper, she was startled by a wet nose and warm, rough tongue between her legs. She pushed her chair back and looked down to see the family's pet Lab looking up at her wistfully and licking his chops. Her first reaction had been to push him away, but she found herself aroused despite her misgivings no one had ever licked her down there and she was curious to know how it might feel. Her brief contact with him had turned her on and she felt the moisture between her legs as she thought about what she should do. She is really juicy down there, by the way, more than other girls I've known. The first time I ever grabbed her crotch it was just sopping wet kissing and playing around with me under the stars, and much later, after we were married, on a bright, sunny afternoon, I was working her over with one of those "barber massage" vibrators that you slip over you hand, and I was thrilled to watch the little drops of clear, lubricating fluid leaking out of the glands that nestle just inside the mouth of her vagina down by her "taint." They came out of her beautiful cunt: drip, drip, drip, sparkling in the sun that streamed in the window. Anyway, there she was looking at the dog, poised between desire and convention, and making her decision, she parted her beautiful white thighs to see what might happen. Of course, the dog was attracted by the sight and smell of her then very wet vagina and nuzzled up to her again. He sniffed her and then started licking her. As he did, more of that clear, scented fluid began to ooze out of her pussy. As he lapped away, she slumped lower in the dining room chair, spreading her legs further apart, and almost immediately she came with a shuddering orgasm. As she did, she looked around nervously and realized how exposed she was in that compromising position to whomever might look in the kitchen window. She felt perverse and a bit guilty, but she had really enjoyed the first head she ever got and she was still horny; so standing up and gathering the disheveled robe about her, she started upstairs to her bedroom calling him after her. Of course, he trotted along behind her. She locked the door, opened the window so she could hear if anyone came home, walked up to her bed, pulled the robe off her shoulders, and let it drop to the floor. Turning around to face him, stark naked, she lay down on the bed. She moved her bottom to the edge of the mattress with her feet on either side of her and her legs spread wide. Her vagina was stretched open before her very interested pet, her outer labia covered with long, red hair and her long, pink, curly-edged inner labia spread open, revealing the red and very wet mouth of her open and dripping vagina. She called him over to her in a soft, inviting voice: "Come on; good boy, let's do it again," she said. As he took her up on the invitation and started lapped away, she spread her long legs even farther apart, and thrust her vagina into his eager mouth. By now her come was pouring out of her in torrents which he gulped down greedily as he continued to lick her and thrust his tongue into her hot snatch searching for the source of that sweet juice. His interest never flagged and he continued to lick her and suck the nectar that flowed freely from her cunt. His tongue was long and rough and seemed almost prehensile as it snaked up through the muscles at opening of her cunt and down into her vagina in its search of more honey. Her vaginal juices tasted good to him and aroused him in turn. She was almost blind with lust, her heart thumping with perverse passion. She had been pulling at her nipples but then reached down with both hands to pull her sex open even wider for the slavering animal. Finally, the first of a long series of orgasms exploded within her and she bucked and moaned and quivered rhythmically as he continued to drill into her with his tongue and she continued to come, again and again. I was fucking her the whole time she told me these stories, which I just loved. I kept moving my penis in and out of her lazily as she told me the story and I asked her questions about the details. Her wet pussy made it obvious that she was enjoying herself immensely. First, I asked if she played with her clitoris while he was tongue-fucking her, and she said that she didn't need to: she just lay back and had orgasm after orgasm with him going to town on her and her fantasizing that it was his big, red dick thrusting into her instead of his tongue. I asked her if she thought of following through with that fantasy and letting him actually fuck her. She said, yes she did consider it, and it was obvious that he really wanted to: when she got up from the bed he was jumping up on her, grabbing her with his forelegs, and humping away, but she pushed him down and didn't even jerk him off, let alone give him head, to relieve his frustration. She was a virgin when this happened and she didn't want her first fuck to be a dog. She also didn't like the thought of him shooting his load inside her and filling her vagina with doggy sperm. I told her I would think she would be aroused to think of his sperm swimming up inside her as she went about her business during to day, but I think her post-doggy-sex guilt would've made her feel too "dirty" filled with his come. As I said, she told me she did this with him more than once and that she also did it with other dogs. To get ready for them, she would pull at her nipples and play with her clitoris, then masturbate with one, the two and then three fingers up her cunt until the juices really started to flow and she smelled like sex to them. They weren't always as interested as they could be - which I can understand what with the major dose of blue balls they must've had from this one-way sex. Once, to get a dog interested, she smeared her pussy with peanut butter, which at least got him to start in on her; of course, once she began to feed him her warm, fragrant pussy juice, he got into it and lapped away like a champ.Since this happened more than once, I thought that somewhere in there she might have fucked one of them or at least jerked one off and didn't want to tell me about it, but I guess she was telling the truth because I think I really did convince her that I would admire her, not look down on her, for having done so - God knows I would be thrilled to hear her tell the story of how some horny dog had been excitedly pumping his fat cock into her! It all was really wanton and lascivious, both the stories and the fact that she had had dogs bring her to orgasm many times. I'm so happy she told me about it, and as you can imagine, it's become the source of many pleasant fantasies. After she finished the story, she told me that, although it wasn't a big fantasy of hers, she'd fuck a dog for me while I watched, if I really wanted to, but unfortunately, in the cold light of day, without my prick in her and these memories fresh in her mind, I dont think she really wants to; and it isn't that easy for me to set up. We don't have a dog and if I went out and got an un-neutered male dog of the right size (like a German Shepherd, Lab or Dalmatian) she'd say that I only wanted one to make this fantasy come true and I could "forget about it and take him back." Still, maybe someday we'll house sit for someone who has a suitable pet, or come by an appropriate dog some other way. I'd love to watch an medium to large-size dog stuff his bright, red glistening penis into her. I'd like to see her on her elbows and knees and watch him climb up on her back with her sticking her ass in the air, waving it around like a bitch dog. He would mount her with his forelegs wrapped around her hips, jerking his haunches against her beautiful bottom as he tried to stick his fat, pointed seven-inch cock into her cunt. After a few futile and misguided jabs that sprayed her bottom and thighs with come, I'd spread open her pussy lips with my fingers, and help him put his prick inside her, watching it disappear into her dripping vagina. As he was fucking her, I'd wrap my fingers around his prick so I could feel it sliding in and out of her. I'd enjoy watching her long, delicate inner lips get pushed in as he thrusts his penis into her, and then see them cling to him as he pulls back to penetrate her again. A mixture of her juices and his constantly squirting come would drip out of her cunt as they continued. I'd love to see him use his powerful muscles and curved, flexible spine to fuck her with fantastic power and speed. Her breasts would be swinging beneath her as he shoved her back and forth with his wild humping. The sound of his dick squelching into her overflowing cunt and the impact of his haunches against her bottom would be answered by her low grunts and moans as she writhed beneath him, pushing back against his thrusting cock. He would start panting louder and louder as he pumped into her faster and faster, come squirting out of her as he increased the tempo, until finally he shoved his knot into her and quivered slightly as he held his throbbing penis in her and pumped her full of his, hot sticky sperm. Of course, hed tie with her and theyd be locked together both of them enjoying the throbbing of her multiple orgasms and the rhythmic pulsing of his pointed dick and knot deep inside her pink pussy. I would wait until he lifted his leg over her and they stood asshole to asshole. Id watch closely as his red dick softened, the knot slipped out, and his penis slithered out of her with a pop. Then I'd move him to the side and quickly stick my rock-hard dick in her used, sloppy, wet cunt before his hot, slippery come poured out of her. As I fucked her with him looking on, I'd feel his sperm inside of her and feel it running out of her cunt and dripping down my prick and balls as I filled her up to the top with my own come. As you can see, I've enjoyed many fantasies from my wife's revelation of her sexual experiences with dogs. Maybe some day, I'll have the opportunity to bring one of them life. Just to watch a dog lick her, as they did when she was a young girl, would enough to fuel my fantasies for years to come. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 45 |
mysonjake2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/mysonjake2.txt | Chapter 2It had been two weeks since the episode that I describe earlier and I had kept a bit of a distance from Jake so as to not let things get out of control again. Quite a few nights during that time I had to masturbate to relieve the pent up urges that had been awakened. Of course when I did, it was always to the visions of Jake's hard cock shooting his cum all over my lips and mouth on the computer screen.After my orgasm I would feel so guilty and swear to myself that it wouldn't happen again, but then a few days would go by and I would get so horny when Jake would come around. I had no choice but to take things into my own hands or I knew I would go crazy with lust for my own son. Oh, and it didn't help that there was more than a few times that I found more of my dirty panties full of Jake's cum. This was starting to seem like more of a fetish then just infatuation but I wasn't sure what I should do about it. One night I was in the shower shaving my legs when I thought I heard the hamper lid slam closed outside the door. Jake had another pair of my panties. Thinking about what he was doing, it didn't take long before I was all slicked up between the legs and not from the shower.Remembering that I had wanted to trim the hair around my pussy I lathered up and began to work away. I had seen a picture on the computer a while back that showed a woman with her hair trimmed completely bare except for a thin strip just above her pussy. This was the look I decided to go for.When I had finished I was so aroused that I masturbated to two orgasms thinking of Jake taking pictures of my bare pussy and then using my panties to shoot his cum in. It was a great night.The next day was a Friday and I was at work trying to hurry a bit so I would be finished on time. I was rushing to the copy room shuffling papers and didn't see an extension cord that the maintenance man had left pulled across the hallway. The fall was extremely painful as I twisted my left ankle trying to catch myself. As I was falling I put out my arms and felt a sharp pain in my right wrist as I hit the ground.The boss and a couple of other secretaries helped me to his car and I was taken to the hospital for x-rays. I guess it was good that nothing was broken but the sprain in my left ankle and right wrist hurt so bad that I had tears from the pain.They were able to get a hold of Jake and he rushed right from school to the hospital. I was given some medication to ease the pain as the doctor checked me all over to make sure that nothing else was injured. When it was confirmed that I was ok except for the sprains I was cleared to go home.Jake had his car so I was wheeled out with my ankle and wrist strapped up in soft braces so as not to have any movement. As gently as possible, Jake and one of the nurses got me into the front seat of his car. My boss told me not to worry about work and to take as long as I needed to heal. I think he was worried about a law suit when he said that I was now on a paid leave of absence.Jake looked really worried as we headed for home. I told him that everything would be fine but that I might need him to help me with things around the house. Of course he confirmed that he would be there to do anything that I needed.The pills that I was given were really taking effect and I was starting to feel so tired. I leaned against the door and closed my eyes. I didn't even wake until Jake had shaken me out of my slumber.We hadn't thought about how I was going to manage to get into the house on one good leg. I felt a bit helpless with my right arm in a sling and my left ankle in the soft cast like contraption.As Jake came around and opened the door he could see that there was no way I could help myself. He took control and said he would just carry me into the house. He quickly ran to the front door and opened it wide then came back to the car.I hated feeling so helpless so I tried to swing my legs out of the car. The right leg went fine but when I tried to move my left the pain was so sharp that I actually let out a little yelp. There I was with one leg outside of the car and the other stuck inside so that I was sitting there in my skirt with my legs spread wide open.I was not in the mood to be exhibitionistic but I couldn't help the situation that I was in. I saw Jake's eyes go directly between my legs as he was coming back towards me. When he looked up he saw the pain I was in as I explained that I couldn't move my other leg. As softly as he could Jake slid his arms under my legs pushing them together so that he could pick me up.With my right arm out of commission I had to face towards Jake and put my left arm around his neck. I could feel the strength in his young arms as he carefully lifted me from the car. In order not to fall out of his arms I had to pull myself in close with my left arm. I could feel my upper body pressing into Jake's. I could even feel my right breast pressed hard against his arm.Being what you would call petite, Jake was able to carry me with no problem but in this position my hip was pressed against the front of Jake's shorts. I couldn't help but feel that Jake was starting to get hard.Jake asked me where he should take me and I told him that the bedroom would be great. As he was going up the front steps I was moved up and down as he navigated each step. There was now no mistaking that Jake was very aroused.Getting through the door way was a challenge as we had to turn side ways to get through. This caused quite a bit more rubbing. Even though I was still in pain I couldn't stop the feeling of arousal that began to warm that spot between my legs. When we got to the hall way, we had to turn sideways, and again I was moved up and down over Jake's cock. Just when we were about to my bedroom door I suddenly felt Jake stiffen up and give a small gasp as he hunched over to reach for the door handle.I asked him if he was ok but he just moaned out the word cramp as he shuddered against my hip. He actually squeezed me in tighter as he tried to compose himself.Grabbing the door handle he quickly opened the door and shuffled into the room. Jake put me down softly on the bed then said he had to run to the bathroom and that he would be right back.Lying there I could feel the wetness that had soaked my panties at the thought that my son had just cum by rubbing his cock up against me.After about five minutes Jake returned wearing his sweat pants and an extra-long t-shirt that hung down past his crotch. I mentioned the change but he just put it off as comfort. He asked what I needed him to do and I told him that I could use help in getting comfortable too.I explained that I really needed to go to the bathroom but that I couldn't manage by myself. Jake turned three shades of red when he realized what I was asking. I quickly told him that if he really felt uncomfortable that I would try to find one of my friends who could help, but I really needed him right now.Immediately Jake put up a fuss saying that he would help me but it was just embarrassing. If he thought it was embarrassing for him, how did he think I felt? I made Jake realize that this was just another thing that we were going to have to get through as a family.He now agreed, but inside I knew that the protest was his way of not seeming too eager about being around his mother's body. I asked him if he could pick me up and take me into the bathroom. Again he very gently picked me up and carried me to the bathroom.I told him to set me on the counter while he lifted up the toilet lid. With that done I asked him to help me with my skirt. I needed to get it up and my pantyhose and panties down before he sat me on the toilet.Again I saw the flush of embarrassment rush across Jake's face. Before he had a chance to back out I began to use my good arm to tug at the left side of my skirt. Seeing that I was struggling Jake quickly moved to the other side and began to tug. I had to do a bit of squirming but soon my skirt was up around my waist.Next were the pantyhose and panties. As I hooked a thumb into the waistband I saw the hesitation in Jake's eyes. I pushed harder which caused some pain and I gave a moan. Jake moved in to help. I told him it was much harder for me to push down than pull up and that he would have to do this himself.I needed him to hurry as I now had to go pee really bad. Jake took a hold of both sides of the pantyhose and began to slide them down. I told him it would be easier on me if he pulled the panties down at the same time.Sensing my desperation he quickly grabbed the panties at the same time and as I wiggled my butt back and forth on the counter he pulled them both down past my knees. As Jake stood up I saw his eyes go to that spot between my legs but I don't think he was able to see much with my legs closed together.I reached for his neck which let him know what needed to be done. Sliding his arms under my bare legs he lifted me up and again I was brought to rest against a very stiff cock. It was amazing to me that having just cum minutes before he was still hard.He set me down on the toilet and then turned to leave but before he could get out the door I had to let go. I couldn't hold it any longer and as Jake nearly ran out the door I was in the bliss of relief.When I had finished my business I grabbed a towel from the rack in front of me and covered up. When I called to Jake he answered from right outside the door. He asked if everything was ok, and I told him I needed help in getting a bath. I asked if he could bring another towel and my robe.Within seconds he was back knocking at the door. When I told him to come in I saw that he was carrying the towel and robe I asked for. They were conveniently placed to hide what I assumed must be his stiff cock.At this point the pills had taken away much of the pain but I was becoming so aroused at what was taking place and how Jake was reacting. The sex starved woman in me was quickly boiling to the surface.Jake saw immediately that I had covered my lap with the towel. I couldn't help sense his disappointment. I asked if he would please run the bath water for me. Putting the robe and towel on the counter he quickly bent to kneel on the floor so he could turn on the water and put the stopper in place. He had to scoot up next to my leg as the faucet was at the same end of the tub as the toilet.Looking down at him adjusting the water I noticed how broad his shoulders had gotten. I could see the muscles in his arms as he worked the faucet. He was a very handsome young man and I consoled myself that any woman would get excited over this man boy, even a mother.As the water was filling I tried to pull the sling from around my neck which again caused me to groan in pain. Jake quickly turned and asked what I needed him to do."Honey I know this is a very awkward situation for you but just think about how I feel." I could see the sincere sympathy in Jake's eyes."If I could do any of this on my own I would but I can't so what I need is for you to forget the fact that I am your mother. I'm just a woman in need."I suddenly remembered that Jake had recently voiced an interest in maybe going into the medical field when he went to college."Remember a while back when you mentioned maybe being a doctor?" Now he looked up at me trying to understand where this was going."Well doctors have to be able to help all kinds of patients with all sorts of problems. Let's just think of this as the start of your training for the future."Now he gave me that boyish grin. "So if I become a doctor you figure I'm going to be giving you freebies?"At this point we both laughed and I could feel some of the tension being released as we talked. I looked towards the bath and Jake turned to see that the level was about right and turned off the faucet."Ok Doctor Jensen, are you ready to help me now?" Jake laughed when he heard this but quickly fell into the role."Well Miss Jensen let's see, I guess the first thing we need to do is get you out of that sling." Now I was the one to laugh at how serious he had become in his role playing.Taking my good left hand he had me support the sprained wrist while he gently undid the sling from around my neck. Next he helped me to remove the soft brace and then moved my arm so that it was resting on the counter top that was next to the toilet.Looking down he knew that he had to remove the brace from around my ankle but my panties and pantyhose were still in a bunch down around the brace."Let me know if there is any discomfort Miss Jensen." He was sounding so professional as he talked me through this."I will doctor."He had to pull my panties and hose up a bit so that he could work on the brace and I saw those inquisitive eyes go directly to the damp crotch. It suddenly struck me that these were the very same panties that I had watched Jake masturbate with that night two weeks ago.He was so gentle in the way he worked the Velcro straps of the brace that I began to think he would make a wonderful doctor if he maintained this kind of caring attitude.Sliding the brace off hurt a bit and I winced. "Sorry about that but I still have to remove these." I swear I saw Jake's hands tremble a bit as he pulled my hose and panties off one leg and then the other. Separating them he set them on the counter."Ok Miss Jensen let's see if we can get this top off without causing you any more pain.""Oh thank you doctor."Still kneeling on the floor Jake began to unbutton my blouse starting at the top. It was actually amusing to see his concentration on the task and it came to me that he probably didn't have much experience in undressing someone else. It struck me that maybe I was helping him with his future but not with doctoring.As each button was undone my blouse opened more and more to reveal my thin white bra and the breasts they held. Looking down at Jake I could see him trying so hard to concentrate on each button and then suddenly his eyes would be drawn to my chest.This was the most erotic undressing that I had ever had in my life. Just the simple touch of the back of Jake's hand on my bra covered nipple sent chills through my whole body. Those chills quickly turned to a smoldering heat that was centered between my legs."Alright Miss Jensen I need you to slide your arm out of this sleeve." Holding the cuff, Jake began to ease the sleeve down as I pulled my good arm out."Very good Miss Jensen." He now moved the blouse off my shoulder around my back and then slowly eased it off the arm resting on the counter. He laid it neatly on top of my panties and hose. I know that my excited nipples were very visible through the thin bra.I saw Jake glance at my hard nipples and suddenly he was at a loss as to what he should do next."Doctor Jensen could you please hand me that towel to cover with so you can take off my bra?"Realizing he should have offered the towel first instead of wishing to see my bare breasts Jake got a bit embarrassed but he quickly recovered his role as he handed me the towel."There you go Miss Jensen now I'm just going to reach back behind you to get this off." I knew immediately that Jake had no idea how a bra clasp worked as he struggled from his kneeling position. Realizing his situation he had to stand up and move more behind me so he could see what it was that he was dealing with.As he began to work the clasp I felt him lean into my arm and I could again feel his very aroused and stiff cock. When he felt the contact Jake quickly pulled back and moved away from my arm while franticly working on undoing my bra. Finally he did it."There we go" he said with a sound of relief.As he slid the strap over my shoulder he realized that I was holding the towel with that hand and again he hesitated on what to do. In my highly aroused state I quickly made the decision for him. Dropping the towel I let the bra slide down my arm and left it to teasingly hang off my other shoulder.Jake was now openly staring at what I had to assume were the first real live tits he had ever seen. My erect nipples seemed to have him so mesmerized that he couldn't move."Are you ok Doctor?'"Ah, yes Miss Jensen just fine. I'm just going to slide this off your arm and I want you to let me know if I need to stop.""Ok Doctor." Now I was starting to get even more into the role of the submissive adoring patient. Jake reached down and grabbed the dangling cup of my bra with one hand and the strap on my shoulder with the other. Lifting the bra to slide it down I suddenly felt the back of his fingers brush across my extended nipple and another shiver went straight to my very aroused pussy.Once the bra was removed and set down with the rest of my clothes Jake stood back not knowing how to remove the skirt that was still bunched up around my waist."Doctor if you could just help me stand up I think I can balance on one foot while you take off my skirt.""Yes Miss Jensen I think that would work just fine." I began to realize that this role playing was allowing both of us to get through a very awkward and embarrassing situation but for me it was making it even easier to become aroused. This wasn't my son, but a handsome young doctor who was there to take care of my needs."Ok Miss Jensen I need you to support your arm again so I can lift you up to your feet." Now as Jake helped me rest my swollen wrist in my good arm I again felt his fingers brush up against my breast and nipple. This time he didn't pull away until I was fully supporting my own arm."Ok now I'm just going to pick you up and then get you to your foot and please let me know if I am hurting you in any way.""Ok doctor I will." He kept telling me to let him know if he was hurting me and suddenly it hit me that he what he was actually saying is that if at any time I felt things were inappropriate, he was leaving it up to me to put a stop the situation.Reaching one arm around my waist and the other under my legs Jake gently lifted me up off the toilet. I felt so helpless in his arms which surprisingly even furthered my arousal.He began to lower my legs and the towels that had been in my lap dropped to the floor. As I softly touched down on my good leg I was able to stand with my other foot just resting against the cool tile.Jake now knelt in front of me as he slowly slid my skirt down to cover my exposed pussy. I couldn't see because of my arms blocking the view but I'm sure he was getting quite a good look between my legs."Alright Miss Jensen I'm just going to undo this zipper and then we can get you out of this dress. Again let me know if you need me to stop for any reason."This time it almost sounded as if he were warning me of things to come that he could not resist unless I were to stop him."Thank you doctor Jensen."Jake put the lid to the toilet down and sat down behind me. Now I was really blind as to what he was doing and my arousal went up another notch with anticipation.I felt his fingers touch at the small of my back as he reached in to grasp the pull on the zipper. Another shiver as I could feel his fingers gliding down over the curve of my rear and then the skirt went lose at the waist.I wanted to scream out with lust at being slowly tortured by my young son's obvious pleasure of exposing his mother's naked body. Next I felt Jake take a hold of the hem of my skirt and pull down.When the waistband came down to my hips the skirt stopped and I knew that Jake was just starting to see the crease that led down between my round cheeks. At this point he could have just pulled a little harder and the skirt would have been off, but instead he brought his fingers back up and into the waistband then began to pull.This way he was able to let his fingers glide over my naked rear as the skirt slowly dropped to the floor. It was a very intense moment as I was sure I could actually feel his hot breath on my bare skin."Ok now that wasn't so bad was it Miss Jensen?""Oh no doctor you seem to have that special ability to be very in touch with your patient's needs."I couldn't believe that I had just encouraged Jake's touching of my naked body. Even worse was that fact that I wanted him to do more. Who was this person that enjoyed getting her son so aroused?Jake had now moved to face me and was having a very hard time in deciding where to look. Reaching down he picked up the towels that had dropped to the floor and put one on the toilet seat. The other he used for me."Here Miss Jensen lets slide this up under your arms so that we can cover you up a bit." "Ok doctor." Now with one hand on the towel Jake pushed it under my arms then reached over the top of my arms to pull it up. The hand under my arms was getting another feel of my breast and nipple.Next Jake opened the towel across my chest so that I could then hold it in place with my crossed arms. Now my front was covered from top to bottom as Jake stood back to look at me."Thank you doctor Jensen.""No problem. Ok now I think we'll get you up and over to the tub." Jake reached around and slid his right arm behind me but instead of going straight to my back I felt his hand softly graze over my butt cheek. I suddenly got goose bumps over my whole body.Again he picked me up and moved me around so that my legs were now over the tub."I'm going to set you down on the ledge here first and then we can lower you into the water.""Ok Doctor Jensen."As Jake lowered me down my feet went into the warm bath water as he sat me on the edge of the tub."I'm going to remove this so that we don't get it soaked in the tub.""Oh, ok thank you doctor." And Jake removed the towel from my body.Kneeling down onto the floor Jake continued. "Alright, now Miss Jensen, do you think you could let go of your right arm and put your good arm around my neck?""I think so doctor." I realized that even though I was a small woman it would be hard for Jake to lower me into the tub from the outside.Letting go of my bad arm I lifted my left arm to go around Jake's shoulder as he helped by ducking his head under. In the process his cheek brushed up against the side of my breast and then across my very sensitive nipple. A small moan of pleasure escaped my lips."Is everything ok Miss Jensen?""Oh yes, yes I'm fine.""Ok here we go..."Jake now lifted me off the tub and down into the warm water. The whole time the side of his face was pushed against my breast. Once I was sitting in the tub he ducked from under my arm and pulled back away."Alright Miss Jensen I will leave you to your bath. Just call me when you are ready to get out.""Ok Doctor Jensen, I can't thank you enough for what a great help you have been.""You're very welcome, I must say you have been a wonderful patient to work with." With a huge grin and one more look at his mother's naked body Jake walked out leaving the bathroom door open so that he could hear me if I called. The water felt so good on my aching body that I just closed my eyes to lay there for a while and soak. In my bliss I couldn't stop thinking about my young son and all that had happened up to this point and just how far I would let this go.I began to bath myself as best as I could and when I got to that point between my legs I was amazed at how smooth I felt after shaving the night before. Running my fingers through the slick lips and over my clit an involuntary moan of pleasure filled the bathroom."Are you ok mom, I mean Miss Jensen?" I quickly pulled my hand from between my legs as Jake's head leaned in through the bathroom doorway."Oh yes doctor, I just moved the wrong way." They was no way to hide the heat of embarrassment that my son had almost caught me playing with myself."Are you ready to get out now?" "Yes that would be fine doctor."We reversed the same routine of getting me out of the tub and back onto the counter top so that I could dry off. Jake's clothes got pretty wet in the process but he didn't seem to mind as he handled his naked mother.After getting dried off I had Jake put my robe around me and then carry me to my bed. My ankle was starting to throb so I had him get me a glass of water and took another one of the pain pills.I was feeling pretty sleepy so I turned onto my side and had Jake slip a pillow between my ankles and then situated my sprained parts in order to not be in any pain while I slept.When Jake asked if I needed anything else I asked if he wouldn't mind lying down with me for a bit while I fell asleep. I voiced my concern over having taken two of the pain pills and since I never take any kind of medications I wanted to be sure that I would be alright.He said it would be no problem but he wanted to get out of his wet clothes first. After a few minutes Jake returned wearing a pair of running shorts and another t-shirt. When He came into the room I could easily see the outline of Jake's semi rigid cock through the thin silky material and I knew that he had no underwear on.He had his phone with him and set it on the nightstand just in case he got a call. Now even in my groggy state I knew Jake was up to something. As he lay down on the bed behind me I closed my eyes and did fall to sleep for a while until I heard Jake's voice softly call my name."Miss Jensen, are you still sleeping?"Coming awake I almost answered but then remembered the game that Jake was playing so I just lay their feigning sleep. Another call and a gentle touch on my shoulder brought me fully aware of my son behind me. I didn't move.After a third call with no response from me I felt the weight of Jakes body leave the bed. From the sounds behind me I could tell that he had picked up his phone and I knew what was coming next. I know it sounds so depraved for a mother to be saying this but there was no way I was going to stop him as he whispered again."Well Miss Jensen this shouldn't hurt a bit, but we need to give you a thorough exam to make sure everything is in good working order." I could hear him walking around the bed and I figured he was looking to find his best options. I quickly learned of his choice when I felt the back of my short robe slide up from behind me. I heard the click of the camera and could picture the view that my son had. Smooth lips along with my small puckered rosebud between the round cheeks of my ass. I heard the camera going off again and again. I nearly jumped when I suddenly felt something touch the soft skin on my rear. Fingers were now gently running over the curves of my ass and heading down between my legs. It took every bit of will I had not to scream in pleasure. Jake's fingers continued to explore until they finally dipped between my moist lips and slipped inside of me and froze. My exam had begun.I heard the camera go off again. My son now had a picture with his finger inside his mother's wet pussy. When he saw that there was no response from me he pulled back then pushed in a little deeper. It wasn't long before he had a finger all the way in and was taking more pictures. When he slid his finger out I wanted to scream for him to put it back but I willed myself to continue the game.When I felt his weight on the bed I knew that Jake was moving in even closer and then it happened. There was no mistaking the tongue that softly licked between my wet lips tasting of his mother's sweet arousal. A couple more licks then Jake pulled away and I could feel him move even further up the bed to where he was laying right behind me. Now I was in sexual shock as I realized that Jake was actually going to try and fuck his sleeping mother.Again I was frozen in lust not wanting to spoil the moment. I needed to feel Jakes hard cock inside me and I did nothing to stop him. A few clicks of the camera and then I felt it. The slick tip of Jakes cock slid across first one cheek then other and then dipped down to rub in between.I felt him back away slightly and push the head of his young cock just between my ass cheeks and the camera went off. I had to assume that Jake was getting pictures of every moment so that he would have plenty of evidence to masturbate with when he was done.When he moved his cock lower and touched my wet entrance it took everything I had not to arch back and impale myself on Jake's beautiful stiff cock. Another picture and then he pushed the head in giving up his virginity to his own mother.Another push and Jake slid all the way in then froze. I wanted to beg him to fuck me but for now I let this game of sexual torture continue. When he was assured that I was still sleeping Jake pulled almost out then pushed back in as deep as he could. I felt him get even bigger and I thought he was going to cum but suddenly he pulled completely out.I actually moaned in displeasure and Jake froze worried that I might be waking up. When everything seemed ok Jake got up from the bed and moved around until I could tell that he was now in front of me. I wanted so badly to open an eye to see what Jake was doing but I knew he was too close and would notice.Lying on my right side I had my injured arm lying flat on the bed straight down the length of my body. My left arm was draped across my chest so I couldn't see how Jake was going to get any other pictures with my breasts completely covered and protected by my arm.When I felt him touch the fingers on my hand I couldn't believe how brazen my horny son was and that he was actually going to try and move my arm out of the way. Little did I know what his real goal was. I must say that trying to pretend to be totally asleep is very difficult when you are in such a high state of arousal. I wanted so badly to help him move my arm so that Jake could continue to play voyeur with his exhibitionist mother.When my hand was just slightly lifted I got another shock as I felt Jakes slippery hard cock slide under my fingers. It was soaked in my juices and almost throbbing ready to burst. He gently curled my fingers around his shaft and pushed forward. Being that my hand was so close to my face I could smell the sex and it was intoxicating. Holding my hand with his I heard the camera and now there was a picture of me jacking off my son. I had a sudden panic about my face being in this photo but that quickly disappeared when I felt the wet touch to my lips.The camera clicked away as Jake was now having me move the slippery head of his cock over my own mouth. I could feel the drips of his pre-cum running over my lips and down my cheek. I couldn't help myself, I wanted more.Moving slightly in my sleep I let my mouth drop open and Jake froze in place knowing that if he were caught at this point all hell would break loose. But once he saw that I was still sleeping his need for even more perversions took over.He seemed to wait forever to accept the invitation of a mother's open mouth but then I felt him gently guide our hands until I felt the soft crown touch my lips. I was almost shaking with anticipation. Another slight push and I felt his tip push against my tongue.As I heard the camera going off I couldn't help myself. Opening my eyes I saw my son looking through his phone taking pictures. At the same time that he noticed me looking at him I squeezed his hard cock and pulled him deeper into my mouth.I could taste both of our juices and that just fueled my desire to make my son cum in my mouth. With my lips tightened around Jake's cock I began to stroke the sensitive underside with my tongue and that was all it took for him to suddenly arch forward and begin to shoot his waves of cum into my mouth.I had forgotten the prowess of youth and Jake seemed to have pulled up reserves of cum as I kept sucking and swallowing. When he finally seemed to slow I felt a hand gently touch at the back of my head and with a finishing pull of my lips Jake slid out of my mouth still rock hard.Looking up I could see the hurt and fear in Jake's eyes over what he had just done, but there was no way that I was going to let him take all the blame. I knew our relationship had now changed forever but I wanted it to be for the good not the regret. Jake had awakened something in me that I never even knew existed and to most it would seem perverted but to me it was filled with love. When Jake looked away in shame I knew I had to let him know how I felt."Mmm, Doctor Jensen, I just love how you take a patients temperature."When Jake looked back at me in shock I slowly ran my tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the head. Licking up a last leaking remnant of cum I smiled and gave the young doctor my request."I'm still feeling very, very hot, maybe we should try taking it again." The relief in Jake's eyes let me know that things would work out between us, but that look quickly turned to passion, and as I reached back and pulled my robe away from behind me I made my last request."Doctor, please be gentle..."***I enjoy hearing all your comments on my stories - [email protected]*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
cremed.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/27/cremed.txt | Part OneWhen I was six I was 'June' in the Kids Collection Calendar for which my mom received the princely sum of $1000. The following year, on being promoted to June, July and August as Summer Pt, I earned just over $5000 for my mom. By the age of ten I had taken over the entire year; we were outselling the Pirelli Calendar and mom was taking 2% of the gross. By that time I was also appearing on mildly sexy commercials on television and in advertisements in glossy magazines, where I gave just a fleeting glimpse of peerless white panties, and mom could name her price and I could hardly bear to speak to other kids. I wore the latest fashion clothes, minis, summer dresses, tennis skirts, sweaters, footwear free gratis for ninx as part of a sponsorship deal. On my eleventh birthday, we moved into a luxury apartment in a high security block and I was enrolled in a ridiculously over-priced private school for girls with anti-social attitudes. It was also around my eleventh birthday that my breasts showed up for real - not just firm nipples that had frequently enlarged from their golden aureoles when the photographers jokingly touched me up.My father, whom I had never seen outside a photograph album, appeared on the doorstep, so to speak, one Thursday evening midway through my twelfth year, and demanded part of the action. Once past the security guards and seated in our vast sun lounge, he appeared as the most attractive man in the entire world to me. The way he kept looking at me with large, blue, sensual eyes sent delicious thrills up and down my spine, and for the first time in my life I was conscious of a serious tingling, burning itch in my womb and a wetness being generated in my pussy. I decided that if mom did not want this guy I would have him. Any time any way! He filled one of our enormous arm chairs. I sat on the studio couch beside mom. As his eyes studied me from my toes to the tips of my auburn hair, I parted my knees. The already abbreviated skirt slipped another inch up my thighs, and the faintest ghost of a smile flirted with his lips. When mom had her face turned away in pretended anger at some remark he had made, he winked and I giggled. And wriggled my backside.'Where the hell were you in the seven lean years?' mom demanded with vigor. 'When we had to scrape and scratch to find enough to eat?''It was you who walked out on me. Remember?' He smirked. 'And it was nine, not seven!''I was speaking figuratively!' Mom snarled the words. 'Like in the Bible! It's a metaphor! You didn't even bother to look for us! Never mind try to find us or fend for us! We could have starved for all you cared. And now in the fat years you suddenly appear to lap up the gravy!''I don't see any fat,' returned my father with a snicker. 'And I don't want anything from you,' he added with more than a hint of irritation and frustration in his voice. 'All I have been trying to tell you for the past hour, if you would just shut up for a minute and listen, is that you have been selling the kid - our kid - for popcorn and peanuts. I could make both of you, and me, millionaires by this time next year.'This has to be said about her: my mom has many grievous faults, but all of them dissolve to utter insignificance when set alongside her greed.The outcome of the meeting with my newly discovered dad was that all three of us, a full two months, two weeks and a day later, journeyed inland several hundred miles to a desert town not the same distance away from Las Vegas. The place we finally stopped at was about a mile outside the town. A genuine stone replica of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris topped by a neon sign, flashing needlessly in the sunlight, announced 'Magestic Studios'. I wanted to correct the spelling. The armed guard at the gate was not interested. He admitted us with admirable indifference after speaking briefly into his radio telephone.'Ah! So this is the famous Miss Pt!' The man who spoke was the oddest human creature I have ever set eyes on, and I have seen some weirdoes - they gather around a young model like flies around the proverbial effluence. He had a round fat body only slightly bigger than that of a circus dwarf. His fingers intertwined from skinny arms that scarcely made it round his belly. But his outstanding feature was his face, grotesquely ugly and far too small for a head that was several sizes too big to fit on top of his body. I could not tear my eyes away from him. He laughed jovially at my interest. His laugh was like that of a part-time Santa Claus in a department store. He slid from his swivel chair unlaced his fingers with difficulty and extended a hand.'It is a real pleasure to meet you, Miss Pt.'I shook the hand. It was the most peculiar sensation, like holding a comic fish after the cat had done its worst on it. I was fascinated now by the thin wrists sticking out from the oversized cuffs of his coat. The odd man had no interest in any one else in the room. He held on to my hand at arm's length as he let his eyes drift up and down my body. Dad had insisted that I wear my briefest skirt and the tightest shirt in my wardrobe. 'I'm Sam,' the human freak declared with obvious pride. 'Sam, Sam,' he repeated just in case we had difficulty in hearing or with such an unusual and complicated name. 'Samuel B Godwin!' He shrieked laughter while still holding my hand. 'Not to be confused with the sound-alike.' His middle finger tickled my palm. I had read in one of my mom's magazines that the palm of a young girl's hand was supposed to be her most sensitive erogenous zone and that tickling it was accepted as a male's invitation to fuck. 'Sam B Godwin,' he said again even more loudly, 'whose sole aim in life is to make you rich.' He released my hand with obvious reluctance and, for the first time since we entered the room, he turned his attention to mom and dad. He did not scowl exactly, but the leer of amusement evaporated. 'And who are you?' he demanded. 'If I may be so bold to enquire!''We're the parents,' explained my dad meekly. 'It was me who phoned.''I,' corrected the freak. 'It was I who phoned.' He climbed back on to his swivel chair after applying a sort of brake, which he pumped as if jacking up a car in order to change a wheel. 'My old English teacher - God rest the merry soul - had a saying: If you can't speak properly, why speak at all?' He wriggled his fat backside into position in the chair having got it to the required height. 'And if you can't speak English properly, what hope in hell is there of you ever trying to speak Spanish or French?' He returned his fishbone fingers to his belly. 'So you are Pt's parents. So you telephoned a couple of months ago. So?' He gawked. The scowl demanded some kind of answer.There was an embarrassing silence. Dad floundered. His mouth worked stupidly. 'We wondered,' he muttered apologetically, 'if you could do something for the kid!'The ugly face broke into a wicked grin, not just the lips, but the cheeks and the eyes, the nose wrinkled and the ears seemed to flap. 'Oh, yes! And how! Could I do something for Pt!' He demanded of me, 'Do you know what we do here, Pt?''Films!' I answered, then thought about his earlier rebuke to my dad. We had an English teacher at our toffee-nosed school who also had an intense dislike of the short answer and insisted we make ourselves quite clearly understood with every utterance. 'You make films here.' I decided to go for the home run. 'If I am not mistaken, nor have been misinformed.' Then thought that 'misinformed' was dangerously close to 'misformed' or 'malformed' as in our present host.'Do you know what kind of films?' When I answered negatively, he said, 'Pornographic films, my dear, that what we make here. Do you know what pornography is?' Again I shook my head and denied all knowledge of the subject. 'Sex films, my dear, with men and women boys and girls and some animals doing some extremely naughty things to each other. That's what we do here.' His face assumed a threatening scowl as he turned it in the direction of my mom and dad again, and demanded, 'What sort of people are you? You bring your own flesh and blood along here to be exploited without telling her what she is getting involved in! That is the worst possible kind of child abuse and parental negligence.' He faced me again and beamed. 'Would you like to be in films, Pt? Our kind of film?'I thought about the question. I forced my eyes away from the exquisitely ugly face to wander around the room. The walls were covered with posters and photographs of women, some of whom I recognized as famous actresses. I made a token acknowledgement of the presence in the room of mom and dad. I nodded. 'I think so,' I said with feigned reluctance. I nodded again in affirmation. 'Yes! I definitely think so - if the money is right!'Samuel B Godwin burst into raucous laughter. 'I like it!' he screamed. 'If the money is right! Yes, I like it!' He leaned forward and pressed a couple of buttons on his desk top. 'That's my baby!' he yelled. 'And you can stake your life on it: the money will be right for you!'Almost instantly two different doors opened almost simultaneously at opposite ends of the room. The two men who entered could not have been more different. 'Jerry!' Godwin spoke directly to a huge black man who was built like an ocean liner. 'This is Pt. I want an assessment. A seventy two! Please!'The black man nodded. He smiled at me and held out a hand, not to be shaken, but to be taken, to be led from the room. As I left, I heard the other man, sickly white, hollow faced, skinny necked, being introduced.'This is our attorney, Harvey Hamilton. He will explain the contract you will probably be signing, and put you in the picture.' The door closed.Jerry, the black man, looked like and was built like a heavyweight boxer I had seen on television. He wore extremely tight blue jeans, however, and a shirt that was open all the way down to where it went under the waistband of his pants.'Pt, huh?' I nodded. I felt there was no need of precise English with this big man. We had stopped while he considered the proposition for a moment. 'Crme Pt,' he exclaimed. 'Yeah! We'll bill you as Crme Pt!' As if he suddenly became aware of my presence again, he crooned, 'You wouldn't mind? Crme Pt seems to suit you perfectly.' He gripped my hand more firmly and we went on along a wide corridor with windows at either side and the sun seeming to stream in from either side. The matter had been decided. From that moment I was to be Crme Pt. He snickered to himself. 'Yeah! Crme Pt!' He was congratulating himself. He cast me a sidelong glance. 'And boy! Will you get creamed!' We entered an enclosed area as wide as a football stadium. There were some men at work painting scenery, arranging property, moving furniture around from one space to fill another, and some other men working on cameras, cleaning lenses, manipulating flexible arms and tightening bolts and screws. No one gave us a passing glance. I saw one woman. Only the one! She was carrying what looked like a basket of laundry, and her heels clicked regularly on the hard floor as she walked. She certainly did not look like a washer woman; she was dressed in the latest fashion business suit, had well-shaped legs and a big bosom, and her nails were painted bright red. She acknowledged the black man as she passed, and gave me no more than a mildly inquisitive glimpse.'Hi, Jerry! See ya tonight?' The voice was east coast.'Probably!' The big black man smiled politely, but that was as much as could have been said for his response. It surprised me. I wondered if he were queer. 'Will Bernie be there? And Guy? Or Arnie?' he demanded. I decided that he was most definitely gay. 'Poker!' he explained to me when the woman was well past. 'We have a poker session at her place every Wednesday! Heavy stuff! Needs tight stomach muscles!' He snickered. 'And lots of goulash!' By which I assumed he meant dollars.The place was like the last word in what I would have imagined a film studio not to look like! It certainly didn't look like a place where men and women did naughty and nasty things to each other; somehow it reminded me of the Kids Collection Calendar studio, only bigger, very much bigger and with more people and equipment. I gazed around and asked timidly, 'Do they really make films here?'The big black man had a peculiar way of snickering, as if the sound were coming down through his nose. 'Sometimes,' he replied. He laughed. 'When they have nothing better to do!' He hauled me aside to a kind of open-plan recess where a solemn faced Porto Rican waited with an over-sized camera. He lifted me on to a low table with no greatest effort than he would have expended replacing a book on a shelf. 'For now, however,' he grunted, 'we have to have a look at your talents!'The Porto Rican activated his camera and pointed it in our direction as Jerry unbuttoned my shirt and massaged the bumps on my chest. There was nothing lewd or indecent in it. He pursed his lips and flicked a nipple until it stood out like a tiny pink bud. He held up the hem of my skirt and studied my legs. He nodded approvingly.'Pull your knickers down to your ankles,' he commanded, 'turn round and bend over and touch your toes.'I could do it easily. Touching one's toes and then stretching up was the first requirement in our gymnastics class, and was a regular part of the warm-up exercises - if you had difficulty with it, you were not allowed into the gymnastics class. I felt the cheeks of my backside being pulled apart. It was a peculiar sensation made doubly odd by the close presence of the whirring camera.'Spread your legs!'I separated my feet as far as the panties around my ankles would permit. A thick finger was pressed into the cleft of my fanny and slid back and forward a couple of times. I was laid across the table with my legs dangling over the edge while the Porto Rican flourished his equipment.Jerry lifted me from the table. Both men seemed to lose interest in me. They conversed for a few minutes. Jerry swung away to speak softly into a mobile. 'Sort your clothing, sweetheart!' he said to me after I had been standing there for a while with my knickers around my ankles, then he washed his hands at a ceramic basin in the way the school doctor did after giving us a physical. 'Do you really want to be in our films?' He looked down on me; there was something I took to be pity in his eyes. The two men exchanged amused glances. When I nodded, Jerry demanded, 'Have you ever seen a sex film?''Only what you see on TV,' I replied. 'Only what mom watches.'He sighed. He brushed the subject aside with a wave of his hand. 'You'd have to be a bit more scrupulous with washing," he said, almost apologetically. 'Nothing puts our stars' noses out quicker'n the smell of shit!' And for the first time the ice on the Porto Rican's face melted. Jerry snickered. 'I don't deny it!' He cast a significant glance at the other man. 'There are some among us who rather like it.' And the face from Porto Rica became solemn again.He took my hand again and led me to a darkened room. There was light enough to see the white screen and the half dozen rows of seats. He planted me down. The seat was not a regular cinema seat; it was more like a double seat on a sofa. He spoke into his mobile again, and what light there was in the room vanished. In about twenty seconds some signs and letters and numbers flashed on the screen.The first ten two- or three-minute shots were of little boys and girls playing on the beach, in a garden, on swings in a play park. They were innocently idyllic with only a flash of little girls' panties and little boys peeing in a corner. This was followed by slightly older children with progressively less and less clothing; they were throwing a ball at each other, then chasing one another, then wrestling and kissing.'If any of this stuff begins to get uncomfortable for you, kid,' Jerry said, 'let me know and we'll kill it dead!' He put an arm around the seat behind me.Older kids appeared on the screen, young teenagers, but the antics were much the same: running around, throwing beach balls, wrestling, some mild pecking. To tell the truth, I was beginning to get bored to my back teeth with it. Then, quite unexpectedly, out of the near distance a hulk appeared on the screen, a guy so masculinely desirable and sensuously handsome that I was sure the big black man noticed the jolt to my system. 'That's Harris Packer! He's the male lead in a lot of our productions. He seems to do things to the girls.' He snickered again. 'Particularly little girls; especially pretty little girls!'Jerry laughed. His hand snaked over my shoulder and began to brush back and forth across my tit. The man on the screen and the hand on my chest were certainly doing things for me. Packer selected one of the older teenaged girls from a melee. He hauled her by the hand towards a chalet. Cut to the interior. The man kisses the girl, girl responds with open mouth, and male lead's hand cups girl's ample bosom. Hand unclasps the strap of the girl's brassiere, close shot of breast with enlarged nipple being gently caressed. Pan to hips as hand slips under waistband of girl's shorts. Bulge in front of girl's shorts as she is being felt up, bulge also in front of man's pants. With his free hand, Jerry unbuttoned my blouse, slipped a huge hand inside and kneaded the pliable flesh of my breast. The Packer, on the screen, pulled at the zip of his flies and unleashed a cock that I could hardly have credited with any reality. Fake photography, I tried to convince myself. Nevertheless I gasped at the sudden sight of such a thing on a screen.The big black man snickered again. 'Spread your knees, sweetheart!' He emphasised the words with his hands. He pulled my skirt right back and started to rub my crotch. 'Yeah! That's smooth!' His finger slipped under my panties and ran along the groove. I realised I was soaking. He probed with his finger. 'You ain't been down with a boy yet?' I shook my head and his exploring finger confirmed my virginity. 'Good!' He spoke into his mobile again. The screen went blank, the lights blossomed again. 'Button up!' he said to me. Then as we left the theater, he pulled me back and demanded, 'You absolutely certain you want to be in our films?' By this time the question was beginning to irritate me.It was another two months, two weeks and several days before we heard from Magestic Studios again. I had decided that it was all a silly dream anyhow, and tried to pretend that I was not bitterly disappointed as the weeks rolled by without a blink of a promise. When the letter arrived I actually peed myself with the excitement of opening it: it was addressed to me! Inside was an invitation to attend screen tests the following week, with the possibility of professional acting tuition alongside normal school-work to be given privately for the time I would be there. My mom was also invited along, but not my dad! I felt that was a bit unfair. There was also a check for $1000 'to cover expenses' which I felt was moderately generous. My heart was thumping like to burst.The real stuff started almost as soon as we reached the studios. The freak, Sam Godwin, rambled on about fucking for ten minutes then invited my mom to join him at the bar and the swimming pool in his quarters. I was left alone for another ten minutes wondering what the hell I was supposed to do. A huge black man entered by the same door Jerry had used, but it was not Jerry; he was even bigger and blacker and dressed in even tighter pants and a indigo shirt without buttons. Thus hunk gave me the kind of look he would have given to a new office chair.'Pt?' He referred to a quarto sheet of paper. 'Crme Pt?' I nodded. It was as if he doubted my word. He referred again to his paper. 'I'm Joe.' He crossed the room and offered his hand. When I shook it he looked me up and down, then explained. 'I'm your tutor.' He took a couple of steps backwards. 'Lift your skirt!'I complied instantly. It was a standard request at any of my photographic sessions. He stared for fully a minute.'Spread your legs!'Again I obeyed instantly. He thrust a huge hand between my legs to feel my crotch. He made a meal of it; I could feel the wetness starting. He grinned. He grasped my hips and rubbed my backside. He brushed down my skirt and stepped away. He glanced at his paper again.'Got a tit yet?' When I nodded, he waited, then sighed. 'Right! You got a tit! You want me to take your word for it?' He fluttered a hand in the direction of my chest. 'Let's see it then!'I undid the buttons of my shirt. He did not seem all that impressed. He stepped forward and fondled each breast in turn. He twisted and tweaked each nipple until I could feel it hardening - and hurting.'I've seen bigger!' he exclaimed. 'At your age! But they are beautifully shaped. Have you had them sucked yet?' I shook my head, and he retreated to the desk, searched around for a ballpoint, settled for a pencil he had previously rejected, and wrote something on his sheet of paper.I assumed the physical was completed. I buttoned up. Joe straightened then sat on the edge of the desk. 'Sam has explained to you? In our films you get fucked! Maybe not right away, but ultimately, before you are a great deal older.''If the money's right!' I felt myself that the line was getting a bit frayed at the edges. I looked away. 'Yes!' I said. 'He said something about it.''I should think he did,' returned the big black man. 'That what we do here: fuck sweet white girls and capture it on film; otherwise we could pack up and go home - and probably go hungry.' He snickered in the same way that Jerry did. 'We all make lots of money by girls getting fucked on film! As sure as tomorrow is the day after this, and as soon as it is legally possible, if not before, you will be well and truly fucked - if not by Harry Packer, then by some big black guy!' He punted himself off the desk. 'We start with kissing today!' He took my hand and we left the room. 'And probably for the next week you'll learn how to kiss in a hundred different ways each one designed to get women wet and men hard!'He wasn't kidding! Every male in the establishment had a go at me, and many were complimentary and offered their services if I wanted to put in some practice after work! You don't just open your mouth to kiss sexily; you have to use your lips, teeth, cheeks, chin and tongue to full effect and let your eyes glisten as if you were enjoying it. All the cameramen and sound technicians kissed me, then on the second last day of the kissing classes I was shown how to make it look real with other females, a couple my age, but mostly much older women. The real wow came on the last day. I had to kiss the little fat freak with the small face and my stomach churned as he sucked and blew and tongued my mouth until I truly felt I was about to throw up. That wasn't the wow! At the last gasp, so to speak, and out of thin air my father appeared on one of the sets. I was given the flimsiest chiffon and lace costume to wear, made to lie on a king-sized divan alongside his all-but-nakedness and kiss as if my life depended on giving satisfaction. And I'll never know why my mom left him! This guy was a sex machine and I wanted him to fuck me almost as soon as our lips touched. The way his fingers traced the contours of my breasts and flicked my nipples, his gliding caresses down my belly and between my legs, had me absolutely paralysed with unadulterated sexual lust. Love juices poured from me on to his exploring fingers.The director called 'Cut!' as my first ever gorgeous orgasm was about to burst over me. All around applauded their appreciation, and my dad shot off in his drawers! And I was assured of a job! Over the weekend, a six foot something woman who had once 'sung Wagner in the Carnegie' gave me lessons in elocution and posture and taught me how to enter a room and say, 'Custard and cake for tea' with such effect that men would ejaculate in their seats. She also showed me poses that would drive men to suicidal lust. There were also camera tests and make-up experiments 'to give emphasis to my dominant features'. All in all, it was truly exciting and made me feel like a million dollar starlet.The following week, however, was a drag, for I had normal school work supervised by martinets who would not have been out of place with a whip on a Roman galley. Samuel B Godwin popped into the classroom at least once daily, remained for a few minutes, asked about my progress 'for he was paying good money to give me a mind', the body would take care of itself then begin to fade and then it would be worthless.It was at the end of that second week when I began to wonder when I would be fucked. I knew instinctively that it had to happen soon. On that Friday afternoon, Joe appeared in the schoolroom, had a whispered dialogue with the tutor, then took my hand.'Have you ever jerked a guy?' he asked on the way out.The vast expanse of studio we walked through was all but deserted. The black man wore sneakers and made hardly a sound, in fact he walked almost like what I would expect of a ghost. The noise of my hard-soled shoes seemed to reverberate from one distant wall to another, which added to the feeling of unreality. There was a late afternoon autumn mist hanging around as we emerged.'Your mom has gone off for the weekend with your dad.' It was the first time the big black man had spoken since we left the schoolroom. 'I think they are going to make a go of making a go of it.' We crossed a kind of quadrangle and alleyway into the staff living quarters. 'I have to help you with your home assignments, then revise the techniques you have been taught.' He snickered. The sound was incongruent; it was almost childishly simple in contrast to his cultured speech. 'You can shack up at my place, or you can go over and sleep at Sam Godwin's!''What's wrong with my own quarters?' The man shrugged. 'Alone? Home Alone? Please yourself!' He showed me into his apartment. 'First we'll get your school work out of the way, then have something to eat.' He clucked as it were all a bore of a chore, but there was a twinkle in his eye that made me wary. 'Samuel B Godwin says I have to entertain you.' His final words were chewed into incoherence in laughter, like it was all a big joke to him. 'But he says I've to fuck you - only as a last resort....' His voice trailed away.There is no denying it though, the man was smart. He explained difficulties and problems in my math, English and theoretical science work. I always put myself in the middle of the road average in class. Joe, in a bit less than an hour, did more for my intellectual ego than seven years of professional teaching. For the first time in my life I was actually interested in learning school work. When he was satisfied, he revised the kissing techniques, the elocution and the posture exercises. He had me naked several times in a matter of minutes. Love juices were gushing out of me, and I doubted if he even had the beginning of a hard-on.We went into the kitchen when it was all over. 'What would you like to eat?' he demanded. 'Name it, and if I ain't got it, I'll get it!''I'll have what you're having.'He referred to some packages from his deep freezer. 'Poulet rti la crole? Chili con carne? Merluzzo alla siciliana?' He laughed in his odd way. 'Fuck it! We'll lord it! We'll have pot au feu portugaise!' He hoisted me on to the work surface, brushed my skirt back as far as it could go and spread my knees. 'It will take half an hour; we may as well have a look at some pussy while we prepare it'It may have been a packaged meal, but when Joe Fasenar served it up it was as good as any cordon bleu stuff I have eaten in hyper-expensive restaurants. I helped with the washing-up. We had just settled down to watch television when three other black guys, each as big as Jerry and Joe, appeared on the scene. All wore extremely tight pants, which advertised the bulging meat underneath, and designer shirts and jackets; one sported a kind of Count Dracula cape. They hugged and kissed. I mean they all kissed Fasener on the lips. My stomach muscles pulled. Guys kissing? Yeugh! My first impression with Jerry had been that he was sexually off-beat, even when he was touching me up in the little cinema - it was the kind of cold aloof professional touch. I was convinced all these guys were gay. It was fully three or four loud chattering and laughing minutes before any attention was paid to me.'Is this the pussy for the evening?' One of the incomers lifted me, with less effort than he would have expended lifting a rag doll, from the studio couch. He planted a kiss on my lips.'This is Crme Pat, our latest!' explained Joe. 'She's my pussy for the night.' He laughed. The others joined in. He introduced them. 'Telford, Jeffreyson, and Sephrahem.' He laughed again. I wondered why black men always seemed to have such fancy names. 'Just call them Tuff, Jiff and Syph!'Telford took me from his companion's arms and kissed me with full lips and handed me to the third, Jeff, who tongued me and was reluctant to put me down again. When they all got settled Joe Fasenar produced cans of beer and Coke for me, the inevitable playing cards, and wads of dollars. 'Play poker?' The question was obvious directed at me. Telford split the cards and flicked them in a shuffle.'A bit!' But there was no way I was going to play for the kind of money these guys were producing. 'But not very well!''We'll let her play for free,' Sephrahem suggested.'She can discard a piece of clothing for every fifty dollars,' declared Telford, and dealt out five hands. He snickered. 'We'll have her naked and screaming in no time.' And they all made dirty noises.But it was true. I was down to my knickers before the night was half-way through, and was gratified by their approving glances and appraisal of my developing assets. Fasenar had stipulated: 'No touching till I say so!' But things began to turn my way very soon after the panties had to be pulled off while I stood on the table. I found, after a while, that I was able to read these guys like pages in a book, and they were teaching me the game to their own destruction. I was able to reclaim my clothing bit by bit: knickers, training bra, blouse, skirt, socks and shoes. Then I started to win money, lots of money!At ten Fasenar put some CDs into his music center and each man danced with me in turn. We watched a late night sports program on television and some strip turns on an erotic channel. All through the evening they had been drinking beer and Southern Comfort and straight scotch. Joe Fasenar rose and demanded, 'You made up your mind what you're doing?' He grinned. 'You want the boys to take you back to your place? You want to shack up here?' He laughed loudly. 'Or sleep with Samuel B Godwin?' At which the other three hooted and laughed.I was not fucked that night. I was felt up, top, bottom, back and front, and I jerked off Joe Fasener a couple of times in the night and sucked him in the morning. Breakfast was a purely token affair. Joe took me out for a drive into the desert, We lunched in a remote diner and spent the afternoon in a motel room where I was felt up again, sucked him off and jerked him between naps. We had a late meal in a classy country club, danced and watched a few cabaret turns, then returned to Joe's place where the events of the previous night in bed were repeated. The only difference being that Joe Fasener brought me off a couple of times in his touching. And promised that I would be well and truly fucked if I were to spend the next weekend at his place.****-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 27 |
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jackiesproblem.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/jackiesproblem.txt | Sitting out on the back deck I do not always hear the doorbell when it rings. I should probably fix that problem some day since I spend so much time out here enjoying the view and sun. But then again I do not get many unexpected guests.I live on the outskirts of town on a large bluff. The back of my home faces the south towards the city and the view is spectacular. The view was the main reason I choose this spot to build, that and it is quiet and peaceful without a neighbor within a mile. The large expansive deck and patio is where I spend most of my nights and some days as I work from home. It is Friday, midafternoon, the sun high in the sky with a temperature of nearly 80 degrees. It is very pleasant out here sitting under the covered area of the deck. With iced tea in hand I was just getting ready to light the first cigar of the day. I save my cigar time to when my work day is complete so that I can enjoy the time it takes to really appreciate the craftsmanship.I moistened the wrap, clipped the end and placed the cigar to my lips to light, Clyde, my German Shepard, rose his head, ears alert. Being that I just walked outside minutes ago, I did not see the car drive up the private road. Clyde rose, walked to the door, and looked back at me. Looking at Clyde I asked, "what is it boy?" With that he pranced into the house towards the front door. With a sigh I followed.Sure enough the doorbell rang again. "Good boy Clyde," I said as I rubbed between his ears.I wasn't expecting company; I was dressed in only a pair of linen shorts. Hearing the bell again, boy somebody is impatient; I walked a little brisker and opened it."I am so sorry Mr. Walsh," breathed an excited Jaclyn or Jackie as she preferred. Jackie is my housekeeper. She normally arrives on Thursdays, which she did just the day before, to clean my home. She works for a service in town and she was assigned my place to clean once a week. She attends the local university and I believe she is in her second year. I am not sure on this point since I never asked; she rarely opens up about her personal life. She usually shows up, lets herself in, does her work and is off."Jackie, what's the matter?" I said. Her makeup was smudged around her eyes as if she had been crying."Mr. Walsh, can I come in and talk with you?" Jackie asked while looking down at her feet."Sure Jackie, I was just out on the back deck when you arrived. Would you like something to drink, lemonade, iced tea, water?""Do you have anything stronger Mr. Walsh? I sure could use something to calm my nerves.""Sure thing Jackie, help yourself, you know where everything is. I will be out back come and join me there."Jackie is a cute, petite girl, standing probably no more than 5'2" and 100 pounds. She has long raven hair, big brown eyes, a button nose and full reddish lips. Her hips flair out just right for her frame, her legs are muscular but not big and her breasts are probably a large B cup. Jackie poured herself a straight shot of bourbon, quickly drank it down and poured another. With the second glass poured she walked out to the deck where I was sitting. She already looked much calmer. Sitting across from me she gazed across the valley over the city. She obviously had something on her mind and it must be heavy on her shoulders considering she drove out here to talk with me. I hardly know the girl.Giving her some time I took a sip of my tea and decided to light that cigar that I was getting ready to enjoy. With the cigar lit I sank into my chair as if Jackie wasn't even there. Me too gazing across the city,"It's very beautiful up here," Jackie said breaking the silence."Yes it is," I answered. "This is the reason I picked this spot for my home.""Do you get lonely up here all by yourself?" said Jackie, I mean you hardly ever leave especially since you work here to.""Oh I get to town a few times a week. I meet with clients, shop for groceries, got out to dinner," I responded."Yes I suppose you do," Jackie contemplated.More silence ensued. Clyde was lying next to Jackie and I was puffing on my cigar. I was in no hurry before Jackie arrived; I guess I shouldn't be in a hurry now. I was more curious than anything. I am sure she has a good reason for coming, but looking at her slightly disheveled state I was not going to press, at least not yet. After about fifteen minutes I rose from my chair, grabbed both mine and Jackie's glass and walked into the house. In the kitchen I could see Jackie sitting, gazing out over the city. I would assume with whatever was on her mind see really didn't see anything. Jackie's feet were stretched out in front of her, her feet were bare. I could see the week old polish on her toes, some shade of red and starting to peel. Her legs were tan and I could make out all the muscles up her calves and over her thighs. They were twitching slightly; apparently she was unable to relax. From this angle I could not see her short denim shorts. She looked naked from the waist down. My mind wandered with that observation. I wonder why I never noticed those legs before. Probably because she worked and then left, always wearing appropriate clothing, the service must have a loose dress code, no provocative clothing.Shaking my head clear I reached for a new glass for me walked to the fridge and tumbled a couple of cubes of ice in each glass. I walked over to the liquor cabinet grabbed the bourbon and poured three fingers each. I paused again on my way out the door and gazed once more at Jackie sitting there. The angle this time was different. Jackie's long hair cascaded across the back of the chair, the strap of her tank top invisible making her shoulders appear bare. Her breasts from this angle looked larger than I am sure they are and her nipple was erect. "Curious," I thought, she must not be wearing a bra.I stepped out and placed a refilled glass at her side and then settled into my own chair. Again silence.I could only be so patient so I decided to give her only a few more minutes before I spoke.Jackie took a small taste of the bourbon, set down the glass and turned to me. I could see her out of the corner of my eye, but I did not turn. "Mr. Walsh," said Jackie.I turned her big brown doe eyes were looking directly into mine. "Jackie, since you are here for reasons other than work call me Mike.""Ok Mr... Ok Mike. I have a serious problem and I needed to run. I didn't know where to go, but I thought of you and this house out of town. I thought it might be safe until I figure things out.""Safe here, how long are you planning on staying?" I asked."Well," Jackie paused for a long moment, "I haven't thought that far ahead yet.""Jackie, on a scale of one to ten, how serious is this problem of yours?"Without hesitation Jackie said, "Eleven.""That serious huh?" I was young once and I remember the serious problems I encountered. In looking back at my "elevens" they were really no more than maybe a three or four. "I can see in your face that the wheels in your head are spinning. Why don't you stay here for the night and if you are up to it in the morning we can talk more."Jackie's shoulders dropped, it looked as if a weight had been lifted and she could somewhat relax. "Thank you Mike, I really could use a night to think."Clyde, sitting next to Jackie, lifted his ears and he sat his chin on her thigh. Dogs must know more of what is going on than we give them credit for. Jackie smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck to give him a big squeeze. I think Clyde was smiling at me.I would be smiling too.Jackie stood, excused herself into the house, as I sank back into my chair. I grabbed my cigar in my right hand and my bourbon in my left and contemplated the previous events."What could be so serious to a girl only twenty. How old was she?""Was she wearing a bra under that tank top?""Where is her family, did she live alone here in town?""I wonder if she shaves trims or is au naturel.""Is she having boyfriend troubles?""Of the $100 a week I pay the cleaning service how much of that does Jackie get?"Breaking me out of my thought Jackie stood in the doorway to the house. "Mike, I am making dinner tonight what should we have? I didn't look in the kitchen; I didn't want you thinking I was snooping.""Jackie, I haven't thought that far ahead, I usually go into town on Fridays a get a bite at McGruder's."Jackie's eyes dropped to the floor, "Ok, you mind if I find a little something for me here?""Jackie, why don't you join me?""Oh no, I can't go back into town, not tonight.""Well then, I guess we can browse the kitchen and see what we have. There won't be much I usually drive to town on Saturday to grocery shop.""Mike, you stay there I will see what to make." With that Jackie turned and disappeared once again.Fifteen minutes later Jackie reappeared. She had the bottle of bourbon in her hand and refreshed my glass. "I found a couple of steaks in the freezer, one potato I will bake and we can split, and enough for a small salad. Does that sound alright with you?""Delicious. Everything is better when prepared for you.""The steaks will take a little while to thaw, would you mind if I took a shower while we wait?""Not at all," I said, "make yourself at home tonight. You probably know more than me about where everything is."With that she pranced into the house again. She does look like she feels better; again "elevens" are many times a three or four.Forty-five minutes later I heard Jackie in the kitchen. I just finished the last of my bourbon and my cigar. Moments later she appeared and walked to the edge of the deck. She was wearing one of my t-shirts, she placed her arms on the railing, lifted her heals and bent at the waist as she leaned forward. Her calves became taunt and the bottom of the t-shirt rose up her thighs. The way she was angled and the position of the sun Jackie was silhouetted in such a way I could see the outline of her legs where they joined in paradise. I could not see her sex, but I could definitely imagine. She inhaled a deep breath and turned.My eyes were still at the level of her pussy, she caught me looking. With the light on her back my previous question still went unanswered. I glanced up slowly to her breasts, her nipples visible under the light cotton. Father up her lips were slightly parted, a small smile formed. Her eyes were expressive, definitely not the girl that walked into my house earlier this afternoon. The make-up smudges were gone; her face was clean and without makeup. Jackie was absolutely gorgeous.I smiled back. "You look like you feel better.""I do, thank you. I will start dinner in a few minutes; I hope you don't mind if I borrowed a shirt I didn't bring any other clothes. I put mine in the wash so they would be clean for tomorrow.""Not at all Jackie, in fact it looks better on you than it could ever look on me."Dinner was wonderful and simple; the red wine Jackie picked went well with the steak. The conversation was light, Jackie seemed to forgotten what brought her here. She cleaned up for us and again we found ourselves on the deck. The sun was down and the lights below illuminated the city. The sky was clear and the temperature dropped into the low seventies. I could see that Jackie's nipples were hard under the t-shirt. Her legs were stretched out in front of her and slightly parted. The result was that the t-shirt was high on her thighs. If I was in front of her looking on I am sure the view would be much better than the city below us.A quiet hour later Jackie stood, stretched and retired for the night.Soon after I went to the master bedroom, stripped naked and settled on top of the covers. My hand rested on my cock seemingly on its own. My mind flashed across the afternoon, Jackie's watery eyes when she first arrived, her long muscular legs, her nipples poking against the thin cotton, the sun shining through the t-shirt, the silhouette of her sex. Before I knew it my cock exploded, cum spurting up to my chest, pooling on my stomach and dripping down my hand.I went to the bathroom, cleaned up, returned to bed and was fast asleep.Morning came with the smell of fresh coffee. Looking through the kitchen window I saw Jackie leaning against the railing looking down the valley. The sun wasn't in the right position to get the same view as the day before, but I am positive my ass doesn't look that good while wearing my own t-shirt. I poured a cup of coffee, I was wearing pajama pants, my cock semi-erect and swaying as I walked. Jackie turned and looked then turned back to the view.I was sitting now, still admiring my own new view and said, "Jackie, are you ready to talk?"She turned again, walked to the chair and sat.With a deep breath, then an exhale, it all came out."Yesterday morning I drove 200 miles to this town across the state line to pick up some drugs and deliver them to another town. While driving down the highway I felt like I was being followed and pulled into a busy rest area. Freaked out I took the drugs into the bathroom and flushed them down the toilet. I came back here and while I was pacing around my apartment my phone rang about a half an hour after I was supposed to show. I didn't answer; they hung up and called again, over and over. Since I didn't answer any of the calls I got a text which said, **Where are my fucking drugs BITCH**. I dropped the phone and started crying then the phone beeped again. Another text, **You have one hour or you are dead**. That was yesterday, I haven't heard back. I ran out of my apartment crying, got into my car and drove around for about an hour. Then I realized that the place I picked up the drugs would know my car. I freaked again, not knowing where to go I drove my car straight here. It is way out of the way, they couldn't possibly know where I am. I am so sorry, I shouldn't have come here. I will go get my clothes and leave."I don't think she took a breath it all came out so fast, I had questions."Jackie, first take a deep breath, then tell me where your keys are, I will park the car in the garage."With that I walked into the spare room got the keys and promptly moved the car. I walked back into the house and back out to the deck. Jackie was curled up on the chair; her knees were to her chest feet flat on the chair, her head resting on top of her knees. From the way I approached I now knew the answer to my question, trimmed. The way she was sitting made her fully exposed. I am not sure if she realized that her pussy was on full display or if she even cared. Her pussy lips were plump, but not from arousal, that was their natural state.I turned around, walked back into the house and up to my room. I retrieved a pair of boxer shorts and returned to the deck. "Jackie, put these on."She looked up, embarrassed. Her cheeks did not turn red since they were already red from her story. She stood, turned away from me and slipped on the boxers. "Thank you," she said and sat back down. "Mr. Walsh you have been very kind and I am sorry that I have bothered you. I don't want you involved so I need to leave and figure this all out."I kneeled down in front of her and said, "Jaclyn," I reached up and brushed the hair from her face. I could tell that her big brown eyes were getting ready to tear up. "Let me ask you some questions first, then let me see what I can do to help."I sat back down across from her and thought for a moment."Was this the first time you have done this?""Yes, I was desperate, my rent is due and I am really short on the money I need."I looked at her, "have you asked your parents for help?"She looked down at her feet; she is curled up in the same position as before but now the boxers are covering her. "I don't have any parents. I was in and out of foster care since I was eight and I moved west when I got out of high school. After about three years I moved here and decided to try to go to college. I was tired of moving around, being homeless and afraid.""I see," I said. "Have you told anyone else about this? How did you come across these people to run drugs for?""Well, I called a friend from the last place I lived and asked her if she knew of some quick work that I could do to make a few hundred dollars. She said she was still prostituting, but not on the street anymore she was using the internet. I don't want to do that again I said.""Again," I said, apparently out loud though I meant to say that to myself.Jackie looked away, her voice quieted a notch, "Yes, again. I am not proud that I did that, I needed to. I was on my own and needed to survive. I watched the girls around me get hooked on various drugs. I didn't want that, that is why I was turned to foster care. My parents were addicts.""I am sorry to hear that Jackie," I said and I genuinely meant it.She turned back to me, she was looking in my eyes, I think trying to read me. Her brown eyes were beautiful, I stared back. She smiled at me and said, "thank you Mr. Walsh.""No more Mr. Walsh, remember its Mike.""Ok Mike it is. Anyway my friend told me she was running drugs up the interstate and they pay her $300 a trip. I needed about $500 to pay my rent and buy some food, so I thought two trips would get me back on track. Since it is summer my student aid stopped until the fall term. The housekeeping agency doesn't pay enough for me to live. Being a college town work is hard to find in the summer."That I can understand, about 20,000 students vacate the town for the summer. Tourism brings in a few people during the summer with all of the outdoor activities but those jobs are hard to come by."Do these people know where to find you; do they know that you live here?""I don't think they know unless my friend told them. She doesn't know exactly where I live but she does know where I go to school.""Jackie, can I have your phone?"Jackie got up and went into the house. She retrieved her phone and brought it back. I looked at the texts, nothing new.I started typing on her phone, she looked a little scared.**I don't have the drugs anymore, I was being followed and flushed them**We waited, but not for long. A text came back.I looked at Jackie, "Is this your everyday phone?""Yes."I opened the new text and read it. **BITCH I am at your school I only had to hit Caitlyn five times to get her to talk I will find you**I looked back at Jackie, she was standing behind me. She wasn't really crying but tears were running down her cheeks. Her hands were shaking a little. She reached around me; her head rested on my shoulder and said, "I am scared."I turned and started typing again, **what can I do to make this right**Moments later the phone beep, then beeped again.**I want my drugs $2k or $8k plus $2k for my trouble****or I want your ass you are going to work it off**"Do you have any idea who this guy is?" I asked.Jackie shook her head.I put the phone down. Jackie walked over to the railing. She looked sick."Well we only have one choice to get you out of this," I said.Jackie turned, "I don't have enough money to pay my rent, the drugs are gone, so the only choice is to run.""Well I wasn't thinking that, so I guess you have two choices."Jackie didn't smile, instead she ran into the house and into the guest room.I slowly followed. The door was ajar so I walked in. "Oh, sorry," I said. I just as quickly backed up and closed the door.Jackie was naked, from the angle I was at in the door way I could only see her from behind. Her long hair cascaded forward as she was bent over putting on her panties. Her right leg was bent and raised off the ground as she put her foot through to one side, her pussy on full display once again. Leaning forward her breasts swung slightly as she moved. She was in a hurry.I waited a few moments and knocked.Jackie opened the door and walked past toward the garage. As she walked she was looking in her purse, I would assume for her keys. I reached in my pocket, grabbed the keys and held the up for when she figured why she didn't have them any longer.She turned to face me, "I moved your car, remember?"She approached me to grab them but I placed them back in my pocket. "Jackie, let's talk. Running will not fix your problems only postpone them.""Mr. Walsh..."Mr. Walsh again I thought."I appreciate you letting me stay here last night so I could think, but I need to leave, I have no other option."I looked into those brown eyes, "Give me fifteen minutes to talk, just fifteen minutes."With a deep sigh Jackie turned and walked into the living room. She plopped herself down in a chair, arms crossed and waited.I followed and sat across from her, "look Jackie, I know this is overwhelming, but let's see if we can come up with a solution. Maybe we can go to the cops and tell them what happened.""NO! No cops. They will just come after me anyway, if not this guy then one of his buddies.""Ok," I said, "how about we get the money...""We? We get the money? I don't have any money.""I get the money, find a drop site, text this asshole and tell him where it is. We watch him get it, take his license plate just in case, take a couple pictures and drive back up here."Much calmer Jackie looked me again in the eyes. She has such beautiful eyes. "Mr. Walsh, thank you again, but I don't want you involved. I have taken care of myself this long I will figure it out on my own.""Jackie, I didn't get this far in life alone," I said. "There were many times I needed a little help."This is not a little help Mr. Walsh, this is a lot of money, money I cannot repay.""We can work something out, a long term loan. You get through college, find a job, then we can talk about repayment."Clyde was again sitting next to Jackie, his chin on her knee. Jackie was petting him between the ears, thinking."Ok Mr. Walsh, I will go with your plan.""Good, no you're thinking clear." I stood up, "I am keeping your keys till we leave just in case you have ideas," I said as I walked to my room.I took a shower, put on fresh clothes and went to my office. Jackie was still in the living room with Clyde. I opened my safe, counted out $10,000, walked into the kitchen and placed the money in a paper bag.When I turned Jackie was standing behind me. "You have $10,000 just laying around?""Well you might need it in a hurry," I said."For what?" asked Jackie."Well... for times like this," I said.Twenty minutes later we were in town. I drove on the highway to the far side by the river and pulled into a park. Being Saturday morning the park was well occupied. It was little league season and the baseball fields were full of kids playing and people in the stands yelling and cheering. I got out, placed the bag in a garbage can near the parking lot and went back to the car.I pulled out Jackie's phone, turned to look at her, "Monday we are putting you on my plan and changing your number." I looked down and starting typing.**Your money is at Finley Park on the south side of town in a garbage can on the east side of the parking lot. It is in a brown paper bag**I drove a few rows back and parked facing the garbage can. Jackie's phone beeped.**Better be BITCH better be all there**We waited about twenty minutes. An old gold Cadillac pulled in with three guys sitting inside. The driver pulled up and the passenger in the back jumped out, ran to the garbage can and grabbed the bag. They sat there for a couple of minutes apparently counting the money. I snapped pictures of the car and its passengers. As they drove off I snapped a couple more.The phone beeped once more.**I better not ever see you again or your ass is mine**I looked at Jackie and she looked at me. We both gave a big sigh and leaned back in our seats."You think this is over?" she asked."I can only assume so. I doubt they will want to cause more trouble since they got their money.""I hope so.""You learn anything today?" I asked."Yes, a few things. Don't dump someone else's drugs in the toilet. Look for possible solutions before you run and that you have been very kind and a perfect gentleman.""Perfect is questionable, gentleman... well I try.""Mr. Walsh ... um I mean Mike, you have been. You offered me a place to stay, you talked me through options, you covered me up when I was vulnerable, you walked out of my room when I was changing and you loaned me $10,000.""We should talk about that," I said I as I started the car and drove home.On the way to the house we stopped by Jackie's apartment to gather a few things. She agreed to stay at my place for a week until we were sure the guys wouldn't come back. We also stopped by the grocery store to pick up some food. Jackie offered to pay, but I reminded her she needed rent money more than I needed grocery money.When we arrived home it was after two in the afternoon. I was starving. Jackie ran into the kitchen, unpacked the groceries and proceeded to make us lunch. Clyde was at her side the whole time. I think he likes her and I think I like her as well.Late that afternoon I was outside on the deck enjoying a bourbon, Jackie was sitting next to me with a glass of wine. Jackie turned her head towards me and said, "I could get used to this. Mike, would you mind if I take a bath in the master bath? It is so pretty up there with the view.""Not at all Jackie, make yourself at home for the week."With that she rose and scampered off.I got up, refilled the bourbon, retrieved a cigar and sat back down, an hour later Jackie reappeared."I feel much better now."I turned my head and watched Jackie walk to the railing. The sun was almost in the exact place it was yesterday when she was standing there wearing only my t-shirt. This time however she was not wearing that t-shirt. Jackie was wearing a pink camisole. The camisole was cut very low in the back, almost to the top of her ass. It had thin straps that crossed over the opening apparently to keep it from falling off her shoulders. Like the night before, the sun shone right through the skirt portion that went to mid-thigh. But unlike yesterday I could clearing see her sex as she leaned forward on the rail.Jackie flipped her hair as she turned her head back to me. She smiled and turned around. The front was equally as sexy. She placed her elbows on the railing which caused her breasts to push forward. The front of the camisole was equally shear and the neck line plunged deep into her cleavage. The tops of her breasts were uncovered and the lace trim crossed along her nipples. The air was not cool, but her nipples were hard. I looked father down across her stomach. She has a small piercing in her navel. Farther south I could see the small triangular patch of hair above her pussy. Oh and her pussy, even through the material I could see her lips. They were full and inviting.I stood, my cock throbbing in my shorts, I walked toward her. Being a full foot taller she looked up with her eyes, her chin still down. I gently reached for her chin and lifted it up. Jackie's eyes were half closed. I leaned in, her mouth puckered and we kissed.It was a soft kiss, her lips were moist. My hands tilting her face towards mine. I pulled back and looked back into those eyes that have had me mesmerized for the last 36 hours. Her eye lids were heavy, her body relaxed for the first time since she walked in the door.It felt like I was holding her up by her cheeks. I leaned in again and kissed her this time with more urgency. I nibbled her lips and sucked them into my mouth, first the upper lip then the lower. I opened my mouth slightly and pressed her lips with my tongue and she responded. Our tongues touched and she let out a soft whine. I pulled her in closer as she wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled back. My hard cock pressed into her torso, her breasts pressed hard against my rib cage.I pulled back again, Jackie was breathing hard. She leaned in, rose to her toes and kissed my neck. Her hands moved around grabbed my shirt and lifted it over my head. She lowered and kissed my chest, her hands rubbing all over. She took my right nipple in her mouth and flicked her tongue across it, then gently nibbled. After a few moments she moved to the left nipple and gave it equal attention. Her hands roamed father down to the waistband of my shorts, my hands still holding her head.Jackie kissed down my stomach; she found my belly button and pressed her tongue into it. Her fingers released the button on my shorts with her right hand she pulled down the zipper. She put her thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and briefs and pulled the down around my ass, my hard cock preventing the front form moving. I released her head as she knelt on the ground, her head even with my cock. Her hands came back around and she grabbed the waist band with her left hand and pulled it out and down. My cock sprang free and she grabbed it with her right hand. She squeezed the base, leaned forward and kissed the head with little kisses over and over.I was looking down, my cock pointing straight at her. My cock is not overly large, but not small. Her small hand made it look bigger. Her left hand was lifting my balls and gently squeezing.She pulled back slightly and looked at me in the eyes. She rubbed the head of my cock on her cheeks and across her lips. One more time around she stopped, my cock resting on her bottom lip as she was gazing into my eyes. Then without breaking eye contact she opened her mouth and swallowed my cock whole. When she reached the base her eyes fluttered the closed.I let out a gasp. Never has a woman taken me in such a manner. I lifted my chin, closed my eyes and pressed forward at the hips giving her all of me.She paused, my cock completely in her mouth, she swallowed. The feeling of the tightness in her throat was simply amazing. After a moment she pulled away, her tongue swirled around the head, then back down till her nose pressed against my skin. Over and over she did this with a slow agonizing pace. I could feel every ridge in her mouth. Every time she moved forward I pressed my hips into her.She this up for about ten minutes, my breathing quickened. I was getting closer; I reached down again, my hands wrapped in her hair. I was now moving her head for her, her hands gripped my ass moving my hips for me. Suddenly I pressed forward holding her head, her nose pressed against my skin. My cock pulsed in her mouth. Jackie's eyes fluttered as my cum jetted down her throat. With each pulse over I pulled out slightly and pressed forward again as the next jet of cum exploded from my cock.This happened eight times total. Jackie swallowed every drop. When I was done I grabbed her arms and lifted her. I grabbed her face and kissed her. I whispered in her ear breathlessly, "That was simply amazing. I have never cum like that before." With that she smiled.I took Jackie's hand and led her to the chaise lounge. I kissed her again and lowered her down. My hands reached for her breasts, her nipples were hard. I pinched and squeezed, she moaned. Her breasts were slightly bigger than my hands, they felt wonderful. I laid Jackie down and knelt between her legs. The sun behind me was almost gone, but gave enough orange light for me to admire her sex. Her lips were more swollen then they were the day before, now she was excited. They naturally spread as the blood throbbed through causing them to turn a darker pink. I lowered my face down and gave her a barely there gentle kiss. I saw her shiver, she tasted heavenly. I inhaled deeply filling my nostrils with her musky scent. I looked up at her, her was propping herself up on her elbows. Her stomach was taunt and flexed. I lowered down farther; eyes still locked on to hers and licked her from her rose bud to her clit. Her stomach rippled.I could not hold back any longer. I closed my eyes and starting making love to her with my lips, teeth and tongue. I nibbled here, and licked there. She placed her feet flat on the chaise; her knees feel to the side. I rubbed her clit with my right thumb as I licked around and between her lips. With my left thumb I circled her rose bud which was moist with her flow of pussy juice."Oh, oh, oh, "Jackie was panting. She would hold her breath then again, "Oh, oh, oh." And silence. Over and over her chant continued as I assaulted her pussy.As she was getting close she would press down on her heels and lift her ass off the chaise. I was still rubbing her clit with more pressure. My left thumb pressed steady on her rose bud. I continued to lap at her sweetness and with one final, "OHhhhhhh GOD! I am cumming!" I pressed my thumb into her ass.Jackie squeaked, held her breath and shook, paused and shook. Her eyes were rolled back, her mouth open, screaming silently. She lowered her hips back down to the chaise and clamped her legs around my head. "Stop," she said in a breathy voice. I pushed her knees slightly apart and knelt straight up. I lifted her ankles and laid her legs straight. I kissed her feet, shins and thighs. I skipped past her cunt and kissed her belly lifting the camisole as I went. I reached her rib cage and lifted the shear material over her breasts. I palmed them and rubbed gently.Jackie's breathing was returning to normal as she lay still. I moved my right hand and kissed her left breast, and then I moved my left hand and kissed her right breast. Her head was flat, eyes looking up at the stars, both artificial and real. I looked up and watched her nostrils flair. I lifted my head and kissed her neck, chin, just below the ear. Jackie wrapped her arms around me, I placed hands on her head and kissed her mouth as gentle as I could.She took one last deep breath and exhaled. "I have never felt that wonderful in my entire life!"I kissed her again, stood and took her hand to help her up. I placed my right arm behind her shoulders, lowered and placed my left hand under her knees and lifted her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and laid her head on my chest. I carried her up to my bedroom.Once in the room I sat her on the bed. I lifted all the shades on the windows and the city lights came into view. I then opened the windows and the night's fresh air came wafting into the room. I returned to Jackie and stood in front of her; I reached for the hem of her camisole and lifted it over her head.Jackie leaned back and scooted up to the head of the bed resting her head on the pillows. I crawled up following her placing my legs on the outside of hers. I lowered myself onto my elbows and kissed her lips. She kissed back grabbing my face in her hands.I lowered my cock down and rubbed it along her swollen lips. They were still wet with her moisture and saliva. My cock slipped effortlessly along her cleft and against her clit.After about fifteen minutes of kissing and rubbing I lifted my right leg and she moved her left to the side following with the other legs. I lowered again and placed my cock between her legs. I pressed forward and the tip of my cock slipped into her cunt. I paused and she gasped. Jackie pushed down toward me, silently urging more of me inside. Looking deep in her eyes I pressed forward again, another inch swallowed, and I paused again.I leaned in as she lifted up and we kissed again. With that I pressed fully into her, Jackie's breath escaped her lips. Slowly I withdrew to the head and just as slowly pressed back inside. Our paced slow and loving.Jackie still grasping my face, we continued to kiss. Our tongues danced a tango as my cock rhythmically sawed in and out. We continued this for a very long time. The passion was intense.As our bodies were heating up our pace quicken until I suddenly stopped. Jackie's eyes opened in a flash and I grinned. I removed my cock from inside her and she whimpered. I lifted my legs one at a time to the outside of each of hers. I reached down around her waist and flipped her over. Jackie giggled, then said, "I love a strong man who is in control."Grabbing a pillow from the bed I again lifted her hips and slid the pillow under, with that her ass raised up. What a beautiful sight. I scooted down the bed, my knees on each side of her feet. I grabbed an ass cheek with each hand and spread wide. I licked her pussy again and again, Jackie groaned. I searched and searched her insides again until she was wriggling under me.At that moment I moved slightly forward and plunged my tongue into her sweet rose bud. I wiggled my tongue around and moved it in and out. She pressed her ass into my face as I continued my attack. Finally I rose, scooted forward again until my knees pressed into the side of her hips, my ankles at her knees.I leaned down, pulled Jackie's hair aside and kissed her neck then nibbled her ear. I told her to cross her ankles and lifted off of her. I grabbed my cock, pointed it down and entered her cunt in one long thrust.Jackie's head raised, she inhaled and held her breath. I pressed both palms into the small of her back making the angle greater. I started thrusting slow and picked up my pace. After a short time my hips were thrashing quickly. I pulled out to the head of my cock and buried myself completely. At this angle I was able to bottom out completely hitting her cervix with each thrust. Each time I entered she groaned, "Oh God, Oh yes, Oh God, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh."I continued my assault from behind, Jackie screamed, "OHHH GOD, I'M CUMMMMING!!!"With that I pressed my right thumb deep into her rose bud, Jackie shook violently.Sweat was dripping from my forehead and my chest. Jackie's back glistened with her own sweat.Jackie was entering a second orgasm as I tried to push deeper inside her, faster and faster. Her cunt was on fire, I could feel the heat. With one final thrust I buried all my length into her sopping cunt. My cock pulsing, Jackie's head arched up, her ass pressed back and she froze.As the stream of my cum came to an end I held myself into Jackie as she shook with convulsions. Finally she relaxed and collapsed on the bed, I collapsed on top of her. I grabbed her hands undermine and fanned them out to our sides, my weight on hers, our breathing hard. After a moment I rolled off of her, she rose to her elbows, leaned over and kissed me, then kissed me again. She laid her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around her then we drifted off the sleep.I awoke the next morning with the sun shining in from the open windows. Jackie's head was bobbing up and down on my hard cock. I looked down; she paused, lifted, smiled and said, "good morning." Then she went back to it. I didn't last long. I lifted my hips and came, she paused, pressing her nose to my skin and swallowed. She waited until my hips dropped down to the mattress, crawled up to my face and kissed me. Then she was off, giggling.I got up and went into the bathroom, washed and put on some sweat pants. I walked to the kitchen; the smell of fresh coffee filled my senses. Jackie filled me a cup, she was still naked.The week she was supposed to only stay went quickly. Needless to say she didn't leave. Jackie finished college and took part time work at a shelter helping troubled youth. I still worked part time with my consulting business.I lavished Jackie with gifts and spoiled her with love. I was in love. I treated her as the princess I saw in her and she in return kept me full of youth. Our house became clothing optional, I loved watching her parade around in nothing but a smile. I can say that the debt she owned was paid back with a million percent interest.END |
myyoung.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/myyoung.txt | April 1999We moved through the forest with the speed and grace of a predator-a predator on the chase, or being chased by a larger predator. Charlie and Larry were carrying Mike. Mike had been shot viciously in the thigh. We had field dressed his wound as well as we could, as well as anyone could, that is if you're being shot at the time, and trying not to be targets.Eighteen hours earlier I had been warmly curled up in my bunk on the U.S.S. Abraham Lincoln. Roused from my bunk, we were rushed into the briefing room. One of our planes had gone down in Bosnia. We, as the extraction team, were going to have a tricky rescue on this one. Intel had figured out that somehow Belgians had been updating the Serbs on the routes our flights were taking. The rescue chopper was going to drop us off in Croatia, and we had to move at high speed to get the plane's two man crew out.An hour after the briefing, we were "feet dry" as we raced to our objective. The first half of the rescue had gone extraordinarily easy. It was just after we picked up the crew that things got hairy. A patrol had spotted us from a distance and had fired on us. We were a good distance away and making good time, only slowed by the pilots-who didn't work out to the extremes we had.Three hours later, the noose around us began to constrict. The patrol had called in our position and suddenly the woods around us swarmed with Serbs. Shooting and moving, we were plowing a path to our objective, when it happened. A company sized group opened up on us. Luckily, they were shooting from a distance with AK-47's. From less than twenty feet, the AK is the best semiautomatic weapon in the world. From several hundred yards away, it was a piece of crap. We returned fire with our rifles, effectively picking off a bunch of those assholes, but that's when the suicide charges started. Pouring fire on us to pin us down, it allowed several to get close. I was good with my M-1A1 sniper rifle at picking several off. One of those assholes got close, and he's the one that tagged Mike in the leg. Moving on after defeating the company element, we later picked up a platoon sized group that now trailed us and harassed us with occasional fire. We were now just two ranges from the border where our extraction chopper was waiting. Moving down mountain, I saw it ahead of us and swallowed hard. It was a small valley, but crossing it would be hazardous. I only hoped that there weren't any snipers in the area, or in the platoon that trailed us.Mike groaned as his legs hit several large stones in our path, then we were in the valley. It was a 200 yard dash across open ground. We must have been extremely lucky because they didn't start shooting until we had crossed the valley and were now moving up mountain. Some of their rounds ricocheted harmlessly off several trees around us, then I saw it.It was a perfect boulder. Flat on the up mountainside, rounded on the downside. It would be perfect cover for a sniper's platform. I told the pilots and my three buddies to keep moving as I dashed behind the boulder and set up. I took my 6 magazines out and placed them next to each other for easy access. I took aim on the valley, considered the breeze and the angle, and waited.Several minutes later, they moved into the open. I waited until the entire group was in the middle of the valley. I opened up on them. In twenty seconds, six of them went down. The rest had turned and were running back for cover. I began picking them off, leaving only three that made it back to the other side of the valley. It was now my turn to run. I made it up mountain and into the clearing where the chopper waited. We were airborne seconds after I was onboard.Mike was lucky with his leg. They were able to save it, but his spec ops days were over. The pilots were grateful for their rescue and hired some high dollar hookers for us after we got back to the states. I reupped and saw action in the opening days of the trouble with Iraq, but I was bum rushed out after telling a colonel about my problems with the operation. I happily took on another life after that, as a civilian.January 2006The invitation came as a surprise. I blinked at amazement as I saw the name on the return address, Mike Baker, wow, suddenly the events of seven years before came rushing back to me. I had to sit down and ten minutes passed before I came out of the cloud of memories. Mike was getting married. The wedding was going to be in a small town in Utah. Mike enclosed a note that he needed to talk to me on the phone. I was actually nervous as I placed the call. The first minute of our conversation was a bit strained, but we warmed to each other and talked for twenty minutes. He wanted me to be a groomsman at his wedding. His younger brother was to be best man, but I was to be first groomsman. He also wanted me to wear my uniform at the wedding. I ended the call and walked over to my closet. Opening the closet, I went to the back wall where my old formal uniform hung, encased in plastic. I was actually embarrassed to wear it. The seven rows of ribbons were accompanied by other uniform adornments. I had once worn all my medals, but I clanked when I walked. I felt like some third world dictator with a uniform full of unnecessary hardware. I placed the uniform on a chair. Panama, Saudi, Bosnia, Afghanistan, and Iraq swam through my mind as the past swirled through my mind. A half hour later, I gathered myself and went out to dinner.February 2006A butterfly fluttered in my stomach as the plane touched down on the tarmac. My heart raced as I thought about seeing Mike for the first time in seven years. I had visited him several times when he was in the hospital, or physical therapy, but he was moved to his hometown to finish his therapy. I didn't see him again after that, until...I saw him at baggage claim. He was accompanied by a shorter brown haired woman. He smashed my hand with his as we shook hands. His misty eyed fiance grabbed me in a bear hug and held on to me with all her might. She held me for several minutes and was trying to choke back tears. "I told her how you saved everyone in Bosnia," Mike explained. "Including me." "I was just doing my job," I replied."And humble too," his fiance said as she broke her grasp and wiped tears from her eyes. "We're going to have to do something special for you."I looked at Mike with a wary look as we walked with my bags. "You're a hero dude, live with it," Mike said.I was checked into a medium quality hotel. After that, it was dinner with Mike and Donna's family. Stories were told, but our combat exploits were only lightly touched on. All in all, it wasn't a bad evening, but I've never felt comfortable in the presence of people I don't or barely know.The next morning, we had the rehearsal. It was there that I met her. She was the bride's maid that I was to be teamed up with. She was a vision of stunning beauty. Standing just a few inches less than me at only five foot, she had long chestnut colored hair. Her face looked like a doll's face with sparkling blue eyes, a button nose, plump red lips and a caramel complexion. Her petite frame, with tiny bumps under her red cotton shirt, showed a thirteen year old just into puberty. Her blue jeans, containing the rest of her, showed a girl with not only with a model's looks, but also a model's figure. I was instantly smitten."This is Jessica," Donna said as she introduced us. Our eyes flirted with each other, but I contained myself as we were in the company of others. The last thing I wanted to do was act like a pedophile in the company of these two families. Still, Jessica and I shared several looks at each other. Each time, she smiled and bashfully looked away.After the rehearsal, we went out to a restaurant for lunch. The bride's maids were seated next to their mated groomsmen. Accordingly, Jessica and I were seated next to each other. The looks persisted, but I knew I had to do more than just look. What do you talk to a thirteen year old about? I went for the old "How's school?" subject. I hoped I wasn't acting too lame. She politely filled me in how the eighth grade was, then changed subjects to "Donna says you and Mike served together in the military." I vaguely told her about the three years we served together, leaving out any reference about the true nature of our unit. I noticed that our conversation was listened to and I didn't want the conversation to expand. As lunch ended, our hands accidentally brushed and we shared an embarrassed look. That night there was a low key bachelor party in the hotel's bar. The stories did wander into the ribald as Mike and I spoke of chasing tail in Tokyo, Manila, Rome, London, San Diego, San Francisco, and Norfolk. We both got a buzz with Mike more buzzed than I. I was wary of having a hangover at the ceremony the next morning. I woke up later than I wanted to, but I instantly drew the attention I didn't want as many eyes fell on me in my uniform as I left the hotel and was transported to the church. At the church, everyone was busy with their own formal wear and there was less attention to my uniform. Jessica did give me a detailed once over and very approving look. This time, it was my turn to blush and look away.As the music started and the wedding party paraded in, I held hands with Jessica. Her hand felt so soft, warm, and delicate to me. My heart was racing as I could feel her energy and we shared a look halfway into the church. I began to wonder about the reception afterwards. Dancing isn't my thing, but I began to wonder about dancing with Jessica. I wondered how she would feel in my arms. I wondered if I could get away with dancing with a thirteen year old. During the ceremony, Jessica and I shared several looks. After the "I do's" were said and Mike and Donna left the church, Jessica and I walked the aisle hand in hand.After that, it was off to the reception hall. Mike and Donna had the first dance, then it was announced that the groomsmen had to dance with the bride's maids. Jessica and I danced that dance, and many more, as afternoon gave way to evening. We danced slow, and fast, and had a large time. Mike and Donna seemed to be encouraging Jessica and I to dance together, although we needed little encouragement. The highlight of the reception came when Mike went up on stage to make a few remarks. He thanked his parents, Donna's parents, Donna, several people I didn't know, then he thanked me, telling the story of the rescue in Bosnia. He completed his speech by calling me up on stage to sing with the band, telling how I had been a Cheap Trick fan and how I could sing their songs. The band then played three Cheap Trick songs and I found myself singing the songs, much to the enjoyment of everyone in the hall. Donna and Jessica even led a screaming girl accompaniment to "I Want You To Want Me." Royally embarrassed, I found comfort in the arms of Jessica, who made me instantly feel better.As the evening grew late, I needed some air. I asked Jessica to take a walk with me. She instantly accepted. The reception hall was surrounded by some lovely woods and fronted a lake. The night air was brisk, but I was warmed by the dancing I had done, and the presence of Jessica. We talked a little about my work in the city, so far from Utah. We stopped and I looked at Jessica. Her eyes, normally sparkly, were even more magical in the moonlight. I told her how beautiful she was. I thanked her for the day and told her how wonderful she had made the day for me. Swallowing hard, I asked if I could kiss her. "Yes" she eagerly agreed.I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. I tasted the lip gloss on her lips, smelled her sweet breath, and caressed her back as I felt her petite hands on the back of my neck as I had the most romantic moment since high school. I broke the kiss and ran my hands down her arms to her hands as I gazed in her eyes. I felt a stirring in my loins and fought off the notion of asking her to spend the night with me. "I should take you back," I told her, "I should be calling it a night and going. Thank you again for the most wonderful day and night of my life." "Why are you going so soon? The party is still going on?" she asked.I steeled myself for the answer. "I want to spend more time with you," I told her, "but I can't. I'm an adult, and I could get in so much trouble. I shouldn't even be alone with you in the woods. Let's go back.""What if I told you that it's ok to spend the night?" she asked."What do you mean?""I'm supposed to spend the night with my friend Laura, you know, the Bride's maid behind me. Earlier, she told me she would cover for me if I wanted to spend the night with you.""We could get in so much trouble. I could go to prison. As much as I want to, I don't want to go to prison.""It will be all right, I promise," she said as she squeezed my hands.We gazed into each other's eyes, and I knew I shouldn't trust a girl, a minor, temptation, but there was something about her.Fifteen minutes later, we were in my hotel room. She sat on the edge of the bed, and I paced the room for a minute before I sat next to her. I again looked into her blue eyes. "You're so beautiful" I said before we shared a long and satisfying kiss. One kiss led to others and we caressed each other as she ran her hands over my chest and shoulders and I felt her back, arms and sides. Finally, she unbuttoned my jacket and slid it off of me as she wrapped her arms around me and held me close."Wait," she suddenly said as she broke a kiss and stood, "this dress and shoes are uncomfortable." She walked over to the closet and slid off her blue dress and shoes. Now wearing only bra and panties, she walked back and resumed her position next to me. My heart was racing. Her bra was so small. There is nothing that excites me more than seeing a thirteen year old girl in a tiny bra. I imagine the treasure underneath and think it greater than any gold. It's more soft and wonderful than anything in the world. We shared another kiss."I'm nervous," I said."I am too, trust me."We continued to kiss. She reached around her back with one hand and undid the clasp of her bra. We broke the kiss and she showed me a pair of golf ball sized breasts topped with puffy beige nipples. I touched her left breast and leaned in to kiss the other. As I ran my tongue around her nipple, She grasped my head, holding it to her chest as she breathed deeply. I placed a hand between her legs and slid it into her panties. She spread her legs, giving me more access, as I found her slit. I ran my finger along her moistening slit. She moaned and whispered "Ohhhhh." I began working my finger back and forth. She was rocking her hips. Suddenly she pushed me away. "Get undressed," she ordered as she slid backwards taking off her panties.Her eyes followed me as I took off my clothes. Her eyes especially followed as I slid my shorts off and she looked at my dick. I lay next to her and we resumed kissing as I placed my hand again between her legs. She spread her legs wide. She was sopping wet. I ran my finger along her slit, then I found her opening. It took a little doing to work my finger just inside her. Her hips bucked once. Her tight little pussy grasped my finger, holding it tightly. Slowly, taking my time, I worked my entire finger in. I took my time before sliding my finger back and forth. She was panting now. I moved my head between her legs and began to lick her young pussy. My finger hadn't encountered her hymen. I briefly wondered why it wasn't there, then began licking her pussy lips. She gasped and starting breathing heavily. I was licking her clit. She began pushing her hips against my mouth. She was moaning, then there was a couple of shrieks before she pushed my head away and played with her clit as her body spasmed in an orgasm. I moved in and positioned myself at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed a little and the head of my dick entered her. She gasped again. I gave her a moment to get used to the size of my dick. I'm only average sized, but she was young and probably not used to this.Like my finger, it took some time before I was able to get all the way in. I began with long slow strokes as I kissed her, nibbled on her neck and played with her nipples. She was working toward a second orgasm and I paused as she shuddered beneath me. I slowly resumed my fucking, but she was warmed up now. I started using quicker strokes. She was moaning and panting. I felt my loins stiffen, then I shot my load in her. She had a look of surprise as she felt my dick jerk in her and felt my warm liquid enter her.I stayed in her and we shared a long kiss before I began pumping again. My arms were growing tired and I rolled her over on top. She began pumping my dick as she smiled and squeezed her tiny breasts. I pulled her in and we kissed and necked as we fucked. We were both building to a shuddering climax. Her final orgasm hit seconds before mine did. I felt our fluids drain out onto my balls. We held each other, then rolled into a side by side embrace. I gazed into her eyes and told her I had fallen in love with her. She echoed the love and I wondered what I would do in the morning and what I was going to do with this girl I was now linked to. I held her in my arms and surrendered to sleep.**We awoke, still in the afterglow of the night before. I gazed into her eyes and gently stroked her hair. We kissed a little and we were building to another session of lovemaking when we were startled by a knock at the door. We looked at each other in surprise, then jumped out of the bed. A hunt for our underwear was underway when I called out as to who was at the door. I heard Mike's voice, and although I was relieved when it wasn't the Police, I still wondered if I was going to get away with this. Jessica found her underwear and I pushed her into the bathroom, gently closing the door. I pulled on my pants and opened the door. "What's up?" I asked, a little startled by Mike's presence, "shouldn't you be with Donna?""She had some post wedding errands to do" he explained.I noticed his eyes scan the room. I wondered what he knew and what he was looking for."Do you need something Mike?""I was looking for something..."Then before I could stop him, he took two steps to the bathroom and opened the door. "Come on out Jessica," he announced.I wondered what kind of deep dark shit I was in. Jessica walked slowly out. She had her underwear on and had wrapped a towel around herself."I have to tell you something" Mike started, Donna and I have been setting you up."My mind began to swim and I had to sit down on the bed.Explaining further, he went on, "Jessica lost her parents a couple of years ago. Since then, she's been staying with her Godparents, Donna's parents. After Donna and I got engaged, we started talking about our future and thought it cruel just to leave Jessica behind. Then I remembered you and how you reacted to Charlie's younger sister. I knew how you liked a girl who isn't screwed up and I noticed how you took to each other at the rehearsal. Donna and I watched you two yesterday and we asked Donna's parents what they thought of putting you two together. They liked the idea. That's why Donna isn't here, she's getting the church ready for a wedding, your wedding," he finished as he gestured towards us. My head was swimming now. "But," I protested. "She's thirteen, and don't you need a license?""Donna's dad's best friend is the justice of the peace. The marriage certificate is ready. It just needs your signatures."I gestured Jessica over. Holding her hand, I started to ask a question, then realized I needed to be on one knee. Going to the knee, I looked in her now watery eyes, "Jessica, will you marry me?""Yes" she said with a quavering voice as she pulled me to her. We kissed, then looked at Mike."Get dressed Jessica, we have another dress that you need to put on."**That afternoon at one, the organ blared out a familiar tune. Donna's father walked Jessica down the aisle. She was radiant, appearing in a beautiful dress, unknowingly prepared for her. Jessica beamed as she took her place next to me. The ceremony was short and the reception was smaller than the day before, but still enjoyable. The reception ended at dinnertime and I had dinner with my new in-laws, now related to people I had never known just days before, save Mike. Jessica has taken to her new home, and school. I'm wondering if she'll ask me to any school dances.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
donna.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/donna.txt | Donna and I had lunch together on Thursday, as we always do, but as we arrived back at the store, this time things were different. We talk about anything and everything when we get going. Life, sports, cooking and even sex. But I couldn't help but think that this time I'd said too much. I didn't think so at the time, because she's so easy to talk to that I feel comfortable saying anything to her about anything. But as I was driving home, I wished I'd held back a little.Let me back up. I LOVE women. I love everything about them. Their voices, their smell, their curves, their hair, their lips, all of it. Donna has all of that in spades, (oh yea and HUGE tits to boot) and she knew I thought so. But she's married. And I respect the hell out of that. I do. Really. She loves the man she married as much now as she did when she agreed to become his wife 20 years ago. But back to me. I've never had sex with any human being that wasn't female. However, that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it. I've had this notion for so long now, that I can't begin to remember when it first germinated. Somehow, the idea of giving a blowjob crept into my fantasies and has only gotten stronger as the years have passed. I've read stories about it. I've watched porn from a different perspective thinking about it. It's even been in my dreams from time to time. It almost happened at a friend's house one night. But it just didn't. That's a story for another time.This will sound like I'm in denial about myself, but I'm not what I would consider gay.I'm not physically attracted to guys. Men don't turn my head when I'm working. (I work at a grocery store.) Women do. And believe me, the talent level of the female clientele where I work gives me a mild case of whiplash on a daily basis. Guys just don't do it for me that way. But there is no denying that I am attracted to what is between a guy's legs. I think hard cocks are sexy as hell. Beautiful even. And I stopped trying to ignore this years ago. But what to do about it. Nothing. Absolutely not a thing. Fantasy fodder, nothing else. Too much stigma attached if anyone found out. Chicken-shit? Hell yea it's chicken-shit. But it is what it is.Anyway... I told Donna about my fantasy. She looked at me for a minute with an expression I couldn't read. Then she took my hand in hers and told me how much it meant to her that Ifelt comfortable enough to share that with her. I didn't look at her for a moment. She put her hand under my chin to raise my face. She looked like she was going to tear up. I melted. I think you can see why I didn't think it was such a bad idea at the time. She's always had this ability to put me at ease even in the most uncomfortable of situations. It's one of her most endearing qualities, among many.**The next day at work she acted the same way she always does. Funny, silly and friendly. Totally putting me at ease.The work week progressed and it became Thursday again. I had calmed down to the point of almost forgetting what I had confided to her a week ago.We finished lunch and were in the car when she dropped a bomb on me."I have a confession to make.""OK" I said uneasily."I told someone about your fantasy.""You did what?" My heart leapt into my throat.She put her hand on mine."He wants to help."I was speechless."Actually, I want him to help, and he loves me very much, so he said he would."My mind raced. "You told your husband?""Yea, and he wants to help." She repeated. "You know we've been in a sexual rut for ever now it seems. We had a long talk the other night, and we agreed that this might be the shake up we've been looking for. Are you in?"Again I was speechless. I couldn't think of a reason to say no, and I really tried. But he doesn't work with us, so that weirdness would be avoided. I'd never even met him. I was a jumble of thought processes going nowhere when Donna said, "Please be OK with this. I want you to be able to live out your fantasy. I want to help you do that. I want to be a part of that for you. You have been such a good friend for so long. I know how attracted you are to me and that I can't do anything for you that way. PLEASE let me make this happen for you."This woman. This wonderful, amazing woman. So easy to see why her husband would do anything for her. Even something like this. Something most men probably wouldn't do if they had a gun to their temple."Yes." Was all I could muster.She beamed from ear to ear.**Their bedroom was small but cozy, king size bed with lots of pillows and a padded chair at the foot of it, at an angle, and a pillow on the floor in front of the chair. The noise of a running shower stopped, making me aware of it for the first time. My heart skipped a beat because I realized it was David.I was still standing in the doorway as Donna said, "C'mon in Bill."I laughed nervously, and stepped into their room. She led me to the foot of the bed and patted it for me to sit down."Are you OK?""Yea, I'm fine. Just nervous I guess.""Nervous excited I hope. Not nervous like 'I want to run away' nervous.""Excited. Definitely excited. I'm not going to run. My heart is beating so fast, if I tried to run, I'd probably pass out anyway"She laughed as the door to the bathroom opened. David stepped out, wrapped in a towel, and turned off the bathroom light. He smiled and walked over to the chair."David, Bill, Bill, David" she introduced us for the first time."Thanks for agreeing to this." I said."It was her idea and I love her so much that I said I would." He sat down in the chair and looked at Donna who started to take off her clothes. She was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts, so the strip-tease wasn't much of a tease. No panties, but a bra remained. I looked at David whose eyes were riveted on his wife. I decided to follow suit and watched her remove her last piece of clothing. The idea of giving David a blowjob was as exciting for me as was seeing Donna's tits for the first time without clothing. They are huge. They have to be a 40 plus inch bust line and D cups at least, maybe double D. I had admired them for so long at work and the sight of them nude was indescribable. She was obviously proud of them as she stood there modeling them for us. She turned to face David and bent down. Her ass was at my face when she made a quick move. As she stood up again, she held the towel that had been wrapped around her husband's torso. She turned to me and grinned from ear to ear. "Do you like what you see?"What I could see, was a woman I had lusted after for MANY years standing before me completely nude. As many times as I had tried to imagine her naked, nothing could compare with the real thing. She was a vision of sexual desire. Curvy, gorgeous, lovely. Unbelievable. And her husband, sitting in that chair, his cock hard and ready for me. It was beautiful. I have thought that a man's dick was a thing of beauty for so long, and now I was in front of one that quite literally took my breath away. It was, I guess, about 8 inches or so. I wasn't sure how big around it was, but I couldn't wait to find out. I have given head to MANY guys in my imagination. But now I was about to do it for real."Yea," was all I could manage, overwhelmed by the view before me.I assumed he was hard from the show Donna had just given us, but I hoped that he was excited about what I was about to do to him. What guy doesn't love getting head? She looked at me and jerked her head toward her husband. I moved off the edge of the bed and started to kneel down in front of David when I heard Donna clear her throat. Realizing suddenly that I was the only one in the room with clothing still on I stood up and removed my shirt and shorts and underwear, in what seemed like one motion. I was as hard as I have ever been. Donna made a noise at the sight of my dick that seemed like a gasp. I have never thought that I was all that big, but looking at David's, mine was definitely bigger. I really think that the situation caused the reaction more than anything. My eyes found the pillow at David's feet again and I went to my knees.Donna moved back on their bed and looked at me expectantly. I looked at her and smiled and looked back at David. He was looking at his wife and I guessed that he didn't want to look at me as I went down on him. I understood this. The situation was strange for him, but I was so grateful that he had agreed to let this happen that I was determined to make him very glad that he had.I now was able to look at his cock up close. It was amazing. What a lucky woman Donna was to have this thing at her beck and call. The head of it was plum-like and perfect. Jutting out from his pelvis in a way that was sexy beyond words. I touched it for the first time, putting my hand around it, feeling his heartbeat through it. It was warm and inviting as I moved my mouth closer to it.Donna had her legs spread and was working her pussy when I looked at her again. She raised her head and looked at me as I kissed the drop of pre-cum that had formed at the tip of his cock. I worked my tongue all around the head, back into the tip and all around the head again before suddenly stopping. He was hard as steel and soft as skin, what an incredible sensation this was! My hand worked him up and down until another, bigger drop of pre-cum emerged from the tip of his cock. I heard Donna moan rather loudly as I kissed his cock-head again. The slightly salty drop of nectar from David's cock was pure ecstacy for me. I couldn't believe this was happening, but it really was.I pulled myself away from my prize to look at it again. He was throbbing now, in time with his heartbeat. His cock was so beautiful. I couldn't believe that this was my first. What a lucky guy I was to be on my knees for him. My own cock was swelled to bursting as I pushed his cock-head past my lips again, this time taking him deep. I couldn't take too much of him into my throat because of the size of his dick, so I settled for about half of it at a time as I fucked him with my mouth. I closed my eyes to focus on the sensation of what I was doing. This was so much better than what I had imagined. His cock felt wonderful in my mouth. I could have sucked him for hours. A moan escaped from me around his cock causing me to open my eyes again. I was so turned on by what I was doing I couldn't stand it. I had the distinct feeling that I might be about to ejaculate. My cock pulsed and I came on the pillow in front of me! The stimulation of giving head to another man had been enough to make me cum! Unbelievable! I was the only one who knew that I had cum, so I just kept working David's prick in my mouth, hoping the pillow covers weren't too expensive! I didn't want this to end but I thought I could sense David getting close. I moved my head slightly to get a look at Donna. She was working her clit with wild abandon. What an amazing sight that was. A beautiful woman in sexual ecstacy is something. A beautiful woman in sexual ecstacy at the sight of her husband being sucked off by another man is something else. I returned my attention to David's cock as I heard Donna start to cum. Her moaning getting louder only spurred me on toward achieving David's climax. His cock felt so amazing sliding in and out of my mouth. My head bobbing on his cock with increased urgency. I was in heaven, my head getting light, my heart pounding, my cock beginning to get hard again. Donna's climax subsided and I was vaguely aware of her rising from the bed to watch me finish getting her husband off. I was in such a state of euphoria that I was barely aware that David had put his hands on the back of my head, lightly, not forcefully, as his cock spasmed. I pushed the head of his cock toward the back of my throat as he began to cum. Jet after jet of his sperm shot down the back of my throat. I was so light-headed that I thought I might faint. He came and came, moaning forcefully as he did. I never gave any thought to not swallowing him. I wanted to more than anything. For me. For him. For Donna. He eventually stopped and I reluctantly pulled my mouth off of his cock and leaned back."Thank you." I said, first to David, then to Donna. "Thank you so very much, really. I, I don't know what else to say. Thank you.""That was incredible," they both said at the same time, and laughed.Donna said, "You're welcome of course. And thank you. That was SO hot! I haven't cum like that in a while. And speaking of cumming, um, you're still hard.""Uh, actually, hard again. There's a mess on your pillow."Donna laughed. "Couldn't keep your hands off it could you. Don't worry about it. I'm sure it'll wash out.""OK," I said with a smile. "But that's the amazing part, I didn't even touch myself, I just came. That's never happened before, while I was awake at least. But then again, what I just did had never happened before either. A night of firsts I guess.""Wow." She said. After a pause she spoke to David. "You OK hun?""I'm fine. Bill, that was fantastic. Truly. I never imagined it could be that good. It was weird at first, but she was enjoying herself so much that I guess I just gave myself over to it."He stood up and fell on the bed beside Donna."Baby, I love you more than life itself. You know that. Thank you for helping me see that this might add the right spice to our sex life. I think it worked because all I can think about it splitting you in two the next time we fuck." Donna's smile said it all. They kissed passionately and I stood up looking for my shorts."Bill, are you, you know, OK?" Donna said, looking at my dick and back to my face again."Never better, but thanks for the concern. I'll be fine. I want some time to process and reflect. Next time?" I said expectantly."Next time?" She said, seeking approval from David who was already nodding."Next time, absolutely."To be contiuned? [email protected] |
igot.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/45/igot.txt | I was about fourteen; I would go outside and smoke a cigarette in the back of my house. We lived in a two story home and the apartment was rented by a lady in her fifties. One night I was standing out back smoking and the light came on by her kitchen sink and I moved so she wouldn't see me. I didn't want her to tell my Dad that she caught me smoking. I stood to the side out of the light and noticed that she was just wearing a bra and she started to wash her hair. After she had rinsed her hair and was drying it I walked along side of the house and saw her walk into her bedroom. I looked through the window and across the dining room and watched her. I couldn't believe my eye she didn't shut her bedroom door and undid her skirt and stepped out of it. She hung that up and walked back in front of the mirror, pushed down her slip and stepped out of that. Now all she had on was her bra and underpants. When she was younger she must have had a nice big set of tits. She reached behind her and undid the clasp of her bra, then leaned forward and shook her arms and her bra fell from her tits. Wow my first pair of tits. They sagged but they had nice pointed nipples. She pulled her hands up her chest and cupped her tits. Wow... she started to play with her nipples. I couldn't believe my eyes, not only was this my first look at a pair of tits but now she was playing with them. My dick got hard watching her stand in front of her mirror. When she started to play with them I thought "how far is she going to go?" She was pinching and twisting her right nipple and man did it ever respond. The nipple got bigger and longer the more she played. I had my dick in my hand and was slowly stroking it and looking around to make sure no one would see me jerking off. It was dark out but there wasn't anything to stand or hide behind. She was rubbing her hand down her stomach and then pushed her palm over her pussy through her panties. She was making all kinds of faces and licking her lips and blowing kisses at herself in the mirror.She was getting excited. Before long she pushed down her panties and her belly was hanging down. She had a big patch of hair covering her pussy. She reached down and parted her pussy hair and pushed her hip forward and stood on her tip toes and looked at her pussy in the mirror, licked two fingers and started rubbing up and down her pussy. I was getting close and felt cum shoot out of my dick. I grunted and I didn't realize that the window I was looking through was open a few inches, at the bottom.I was pounding my dick as cum shot out and hit the side of the house. I noticed thru the lusty haze that she was looking at the window. I stuffed my dick into my pants and tried to zip up. I turned and went into the back yard and lit up a smoke and tried to act like I was there just having a smoke. I heard the door open and she came walking up to me and said, "Youre smoking. Youre too young, and it's not good for you." "Yeah I know." I dropped the cigarette, and put it out. Then to my surprise she said, "You were watching me weren't you?" I was tongue tied. I looked at her and she smiled. "It's Ok. I won't tell your father that I caught you smoking." I said "Oh...thanks." She said, "Well you need to help me." "Oh!!! Doing what?" I asked."Come inside and I'll show you."I walked ahead of her and into her kitchen and then she said, "Did you like looking at me when I was naked? I know you saw me playing with myself, I heard you grunt. Were you playing with yourself?" I blushed, "You were weren't you. You know that makes me feel good? My knowing that you got excited watching me. Would you like a better look at me? I won't tell on you. I wont tell that I caught you smoking. It's ok to be nervous; this is your first time isn't it?" I just nodded. "I won't hurt you; you'll like this. I just want to look at you naked and we can have some fun. Would you like to look at my body?" Again she took my hand and walked me into her bedroom told me to sit then went and pulled the shades down in the dining room. She came back and stood in front of me and pulled the zipper down the front of her robe I looked at her bare skin between her big tits and down to her hair covered pussy. She jerked her shoulders back and the robe fell to the floor. She stood naked in front of me. Her body may have had seen better days but I liked her tits. Her nipples were nice. Then she lifted her tits and said, "When I was younger these were really pretty. I use to love to have them sucked on. Would you like to suck on my nipples? It would feel really nice." She looked down and I was pitching a tent in my pants, hard as a rock. She told me to stand up and I felt her pull me to my feet and watch as she undid my belt and the button to my jeans and pulled down my zipper. She pulled my jeans down and then my tee shirt was pulled over my head. I stood with my jeans around my feet then my under pants were pulled down. She moaned, "Oh I like that very nice!" I felt her hand on my dick. I couldn't believe how good that felt, no one had ever touched my dick before. I moaned and she smiled at me, "You like that huh?" Oh yeah; it felt great! I sat on the bed and kicked off my jeans. Her hand pushed on my chest and I lay back on the bed. Then I gasped when I felt her lips wrap around the end of my dick I lifted my head and looked; I couldn't believe the feeling and the sight of my dick sticking into her mouth. I groaned and tried to pull away my dick from out of her mouth as I felt cum start to shoot out of my dick. All I could do was watch as she sucked my dick. The feeling was incredible. My dick swelled each time I shot into her mouth. I though she would get mad at me for doing that but she just sucked harder. She slowly stroked my dick and squeezed the last drop out of my dick.I watched as she sucked and licked and kissed the head of my dick. I was getting hard again, but the head of my dick was getting really sensitive now. She gave it one nice kiss and smiled up at me. "Did you like that?" I was out of breath and just nodded and she laughed. "Your first blow job I bet." I nodded again. She said, "You taste good; nice and hot. Youre really a strong shooter." She was still stroking my dick as she leaned forward and watched my face as she ran her tongue up the underside of my dick. When she got to the end she slipped the head into her lips and I felt her tongue play right under the head.My dick swelled up, she kissed it again and then got up and stood in front of me. "Would you like to touch me or would you like to look at my body more closely? I'm the first women that you have seen up close naked. I know you saw your mother once when you walked into her bedroom; she told me. She was scared when that happened. I wished it had been me that you saw the first time. I would have let you look all you wanted. Did you like seeing your mother naked?" I blushed and she said, "I'll take that as a yes."I was looking at her tits. She lifted her tits and said, "Old age is catching up to me but I still like to feel someone touch me. Would you like to kiss my nipple?" I nodded and she brought her tit closer. The end was really pointy and it was a light brown color and was about three inches round. With a big button right in the center I could feel the heat from her body and her nipple was very warm and so soft. I kissed it and she said, "Here, do it like this."She bent down and kissed my lips I closed my eyes. Her lips were very soft and she kissed me in such away that the hair on the back of my neck stood up. My head was spinning. My dick was throbbing. She giggled and said, "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you I'm just feeling giddy. I haven't done this in a long time. You know you can't tell any of your friends about what we just did." I said, "I won't tell anyone." I leaned forward and took her tit into my mouth and sucked, I heard her moan and she held my head to her chest and I think she was rubbing her pussy.I couldn't look down but I felt her arm moving and she started to breathe really deep. Then she stiffened up and held her breath. She sighed and said, "That felt nice." She kissed me again and I felt the tip of her tongue slip in between my lips. I opened my mouth and did every thing she did. My dick was standing straight out from my lap and was rubbing against her thigh. We broke the kiss and she stood me up and turned me sideways and said, "Look into the mirror and watch." She knelt in front of me and started to kiss the head of my dick.She said between kisses, "Youve got a nice cock." Wow...that sounded sexy and it excited me. My cock swelled and she giggled. I watched as she took my cock deeper into her mouth. It was really exciting to watch as it disappeared into her mouth. What a feeling as she was cupping my balls and rubbing up and down the front of my thighs. She would bob her head up and down my cock really fast then slow. I was getting close to coming. I couldn't hold it any longer and pushed my hip forward and held the back of her head and pushed my cock into her mouth as deep as I could and felt the first shot of cum shoot into her mouth.She was squealing and I looked down and she was pumping her fingers between her hips and she started to shake but didn't let up on her sucking. I looked into the mirror and watched her suck me. It looked so incredible. Just to think I had stood out side watching her play with herself and now she was doing this for me. I felt like this was a dream. I looked at the clock on her dresser it said it was eleven fifteen. I said, "Ive got to go. My mom and dad are going to be mad at me for staying out so late." She got up and hugged me and said, "Go out the back door hun, and thanks, we'll have to do this again soon." ***I went up stairs and my mom was sitting up and she asked, "Where have you been?""Out walking." I looked at the clock and said, "Sorry I'm late mom, I didn't know it was this late." "You should have worn your watch. Youre over and hour late, it's a good thing it's not a school night. Now get to bed!" She shut out the light and we went to bed. I laid in bed and though about what had happen with the lady downstairs, I was glad she caught me, I hope she wants to do some more. Ive never slept so well.**I woke up the next morning I went into the kitchen to have breakfast and there sitting with my mother having a cup of coffee was the lady from downstairs. Mom said that they were going out food shopping and I was to stay home and could help and bring in the bags of food when they got home. I had to stay in my yard today because I was out to late last night. The lady said, "I was going to ask if your son could help me clean out the dining room so I can wash the floor. I'll pay him for his help." Mom said, "He'll be glad too. A little hard work would be good for him." The lady said, "I'll work him hard and I'll feed him lunch too. If you have to go anywhere I'll be glad to watch him for you." Mom said, "I'd like to go visit a friend. Jimmy, do as youre told."If she only knew...*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
lori2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/lori2.txt | Author's Note: Please send your comments and suggestions as the feedback is always appreciated. This story is written at the request of a reader and I hope I do her fantasy justice. [email protected]***CHAPTER 2Ken was the consummate planner and it had taken weeks to get all the details worked out so he would have full control of his innocent victim. He had complete confidence in his blackmail scheme against Lori and forged full steam ahead. Two days ago he and his sons ravaged Lori's sexy, desirable body but he was a greedy man. He dreamed of the historic evening and treasured the experience of having the best sex of his life. Ken couldn't get his sexy neighbor out of his head and it seemed he walked around with a semi-hard-on ever since the climatic affair. Lori was a conquest and a cherished prize he had yearned to possess for many years.He contemplated the next phase of his evil plan and wanted Lori's husband to give his consent to what would happen between his gorgeous wife and himself. When Ken was done with the couple next door, he and his sons would fuck Lori anytime, anywhere and anyhow they desired with Andy's full consent. He had formulated a three-day plan to have Lori at his mercy and Ken was determined to make her his sex slave.Andy and Lori broached the subject of what happened with Ken a few times but never got very far into the raunchy details. Andy couldn't listen to the erotic particulars without getting a full-fledged hard-on, which quickly lead to the couple falling into a heated embrace. He couldn't keep his hands off Lori's body and just the thought of another man having sex with his enchanting wife inflamed his mind.Thinking how his vulgar neighbor sucked his wife's titties and marked them with his trademark filled Andy's mind with extreme envy. The dark, red hickies were like precious jewelry tattooed on Lori's body and Andy marveled at the enticing beauty of the marks. It was apparent that Ken did it to demonstrate his control over Lori and Andy wondered what his wife did when their neighbor degraded her in such an offensive fashion?Lori was all too willing to please her husband and hoped he would forgive her for what she considered a most unfaithful affair. "Oh gawd, she thought, what if he found out about Ken's sons, would Andy disown her? Lori kept her worries and fears to herself and didn't want to upset Andy with them. The recollection of what the disgusting man did to her and what he made her do with his teenage sons was a most momentous memory.There was no way Ken could invite the neighbors over to his place with his wife, Helen, home. It took time and convincing but he eventually talked her into visiting her parents for a few days. The fact Helen's father had a few health issues aided in persuading her to take a small vacation without him. She was barely out the door when Ken put his plan in motion. Helen's absence would give him three full days and all the freedom in the world to implement his devious scheme. Ken's first requirement was to convince Andy to go along with his sneaky plan. Day One started with a strange, suspenseful meeting when the two neighbors saw each other and Andy realized he was looking at the man who ravaged his wife's body. Andy was in his backyard puttering away with yard work and Ken was pretending to trim the hedge between the two properties.Ken pondered about what was the best method to approach the subject of getting Andy's assistance. He wanted to coerce Lori's husband into allowing Sean and Troy as well as himself another opportunity to have sex with his adorable wife. What the hell, he decided, Andy was a fairly passive individual and not one to put up much of a fight against superior opposition.Ken felt a sense of supremacy over the man. He reasoned he held enough incriminating details to force Andy into following his scheme if it came to blackmail so he plunged full-steam ahead with his plan. "Hi Andy," he said in a cheerful manner to his neighbor. They soon fell into a dialogue about the weather, news of the day and neighborhood happenings. When they were both at ease, Ken asked the pertinent question. "I am testing my hot tub out tonight and would like you and Lori to join me. You see, Helen is away for a few days and I don't like to drink alone," he said with a chuckle implying that was the main reason for his invite.Andy was very happy with the news of Ken's wife not being present, as he really didn't like the woman. She was extremely unfriendly and always seemed to treat Lori badly, most likely because she was jealous of her, he reasoned. "Why not," he said after considering Ken's request for only seconds, "It's hot and I could use a few, cold beers."The two men concluded the meeting and discussion with one last request from Ken. "Oh yeah, have Lori wear that gorgeous, pink bikini. She looks absolutely ravishing in it," he told the beaming husband. Andy wasn't sure whether it was a request from Ken or an order, but he quickly reasoned that his neighbor merely wanted to see his delectable wife in something sexy and revealing. The fact Ken even knew of the bikini got lost in Andy's aroused brain. "What man wouldn't want to see a woman in a skimpy bikini and after all, it was a tub party," he told himself.Andy's heart beat rapidly with the knowledge that his demanding neighbor had already had sex with Lori and probably wanted to again. Geez, he thought, what if he does it and I get to watch? Visions of being a bystander while another man had intercourse with his wife was a long standing dream and it inflamed his mind into an inferno. When Andy explained what was on the schedule for the evening to his lovely wife, Lori's reaction was one of dire fear and apprehension. She knew Ken was a predator and most likely had wicked intensions and that made her very hesitant to agree with her husband's planned visit. Lori shivered with fear thinking of the bikini request. She only wore that one when sun tanning in the privacy of her backyard and didn't consider it decent enough to wear in public.Lori decided to reason with Andy. "Can't you see what he wants? He is going to put his filthy hands all over me and what are you going to be able to do?" she asked her overly excited husband. "Are there any others from the neighborhood going to be there?" she asked hoping for the best. "And gawd Andy, I can't wear that bikini, you know that it's too skimpy to wear in front of that animal," she moaned with one last protest.Andy quickly brushed her protests aside as he was far too enlightened and aroused for any rational or logical excuses. "Don't worry, I'll be there and nothing like that will happen when I am present. He's not that bloody asinine or bold," Andy stated but it really didn't make Lori feel any relief. "No, he didn't mention about inviting anyone else so it will, probably, just be the three of us. Come on honey, you know how much it turns me on when another man desires your gorgeous body. Let's go for awhile and have some fun," he pleaded with his wife.She prayed that it would be a true hot tub party with some drinks and that was all. It was with great trepidation that Lori dressed, if one could call putting on a skimpy bikini dressing, but she did slip on a terrycloth robe to give herself some security. She joined Andy at the back, patio door, and without a word, they slowly went to the gate between the two properties. Ken's rugged, smiling face greeted them and the first thing he did was shove a beer at Andy. He invited them into the hot tub area and asked Lori what she wanted to drink.Lori shuddered seeing her dominant, next-door neighbor in a swimsuit and scolded herself for even looking at him with any sort of inquisitive admiration. Ken escorted the couple to the cedar decking around the hot tub and went to the makeshift bar on the patio to prepare Lori's drink. The hot tub jets were bubbling away and steam was floating through the air giving a nice, peaceful appearance to the area.Without an invitation, Lori swiftly removed her robe and stepped into the hot water, slumping down to fully cover her nakedness below the surface of the water. It gave her a better feeling to get the vultures eyes off her body and the wonderful hot water on her tensed-up muscles tended to make them relax. Andy quickly joined her and much to Lori's amazement, Ken didn't attack her. He merely got into the tub and acted as if nothing drastic was really going to happen to Lori. The two men carried on like they had been friends for years but much of it was due to Ken's devious scheme.Ken kept a beer in Andy's hand at all times and it had the desired affect after the first hour. Andy's speech got somewhat slurred from the beers and numerous shots of liqueur that the guys gulped down every ten minutes. Andy was far too keyed up to even realize what Ken was up to and his mind was dreaming about seeing Lori with another man. Ken was not a stupid man and made sure to fake most of his drinking and in reality, barely consumed any liquor. He wanted to remain fully cognizant and sober for the impending session he had planned down to the minutest detail.Lori had to give the disgusting man credit. He did have the gift of gab and easily carried the conversation for the first hour or so. Suddenly he got out of the tub to get another round of drinks and asked Andy to join him at the bar. Lori welcomed the loneliness and watched the men converse with Andy merely nodding his head in agreement at whatever Ken said.Andy found it hard to hide his immense excitement from Ken's suggestions that they turn the evening into an erotic orgy of sorts. Ken told Andy that they could both fuck his desirable wife and at the same time, Andy could watch his wife have sex with another man. The fantasy never ceased to get Andy aroused and knowing Ken already had sex with Lori, it was a perfect opportunity to watch it happen with his own eyes.The men returned to the tub and unknown to Lori, her fate was sealed in a gentlemen's agreement. Her devoted husband had fallen into a trap and vowed to support Ken's sexual advances towards his wife. Lori sensed that the two men were up to something and they both seemed to look at her with evil intent in their eyes.Andy wasn't helping matters as he put his arm around Lori and kept hugging her tightly even with Ken watching. Twice she had to scold him for feeling her breasts and once he even slipped his fingers under the flimsy, pink material. "Heck, honey, you may as well take this thing off. We've both seen your gorgeous boobs and you don't have to hide them from us," Andy said in taunting fashion hoping to convince his wife to remove her bikini top.Lori was getting a little concerned at the rate her husband was drinking and noticed that he made short work of every drink. His eyes burned with desire from watching his sexy wife soak in the hot water and he kept looking at Ken to see that he, too, was eyeing Lori. Ken decided it was time for action and wanted a short time with Lori so he could explain the specifics of what was going to happen. He was going to put demands on Lori and blackmail her into being his faithful servant. Ken already knew that the threats of revealing her past indiscretions from the other day would force her to obey his every whim."Lori, please join me for a minute or so, I need to tell you what Andy and I have discussed," Ken said and proceeded to the bar for fresh drinks. He waited a merciless few seconds for his words to sink in and noticed a puzzled look on Lori's pretty face. Lori stared at the man and felt her stomach turn a million summersaults with the possible, drastic scenarios Ken could place on her. She glanced to Andy for support but the vain look on his face told her that he was in another world. It was a world where he was delusional with lust and desire and a world where too much liquor clouded his logic and reason.She almost stumbled getting out of the tub and a shiver ran down her spine when she noticed Ken ogle her body, as she moved. The wet bikini clung like a second skin to her flesh and it didn't hide very much at all. Ken observed and studied every curve and shape with the knowledge he would soon feel each and every one."Andy has agreed to let me fuck you," Ken blurted out so fast it surprised Lori. She looked in his direction as if she needed to hear more. "Apparently, Andy wants to see his wife get fucked by another man and he even mentioned that you had talked about it many times in the past," he said and made her cringe. She cursed Andy for letting out such intimate details. Things like that were usually said in the heat of the moment and not something to reveal to strangers. All Lori could do was make a valiant attempt at calling his bluff. "There's no way Andy would suggest that. He would never condone someone having sex with me and right in front of him," she said in hopes she would convince Ken to reconsider.Ken decided to play his trump card right away and merely held up a CD, waving it in the air. They were out of earshot of Andy and Ken whispered, "Do you know what's on this CD? It is a depiction of you sucking Troy's hard cock and it's in living color," he told the stunned woman. Lori was unable to speak and looked at Ken pleading with her eyes."So this and the lovely pictures of your innocent daughter should have me inside my dream woman in no time, don't you think?" he asked with a devilish grin on his face. "In fact, we'll just do whatever your sweet husband says so you won't have to worry about doing a thing, just let things happen," he told Lori.It was time to get on with it and Ken decided to take complete control. "Get your gorgeous ass back in the tub and do what I say, or else," he ordered and waved the damning CD again. She was numb. Ken handed her a fresh drink and Lori returned to the tub on legs that trembled so bad she found it hard to walk. Surely Andy must see that something was wrong, she mused but saw that there was an intense, excited look on his face.The three continued drinking and chatting but the air was electrically energized with highly charged ions causing each to anticipate something erotic soon would be happening. With a sound that drew everyone's attention, the patio doors of the home opened and all eyes turned to see Ken's two sons and Rex, their dog, enter the backyard.Ken was the one to break the silence and he suddenly ordered the frightened woman to get the new arrivals a drink. Ken planned the timing of what was happening down to the second. Looking directly into her eyes, Ken whispered ever so softly. "Remember what I have! Do what I say, or else," he told Lori. "The boys are thirsty and need a drink. Sean will have a beer and Troy a coke," came the request that Lori knew was not going to be repeated.Lori looked for help. She stared at Andy but the hopeless look on his face said it all. Do what the man's wants honey, or he will kick the crap out of me in a heartbeat, was the silent statement from her husband. Slowly, Lori rose and got out of the steaming water attracting every male eye in the yard. She could feel the eyes and also the fact the fabric of her bikini bottom was sucked deeply into the crevice of her bum. Lori desperately wanted to straighten her bottoms but didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention to her plight.The young boys gawked at the sexy woman with intimate lust in their eyes. They had first-hand knowledge of what ecstasy was like with Lori and it caused an immediate reaction in their pants. Ken almost laughed out loud at his devious scheme. It was going to be priceless watching his oldest son give Lori the spanking of her life, then when the boy made her orgasm right in front of her husband, Ken was sure he would blow his load right in the hot tub.Lori quickly got the drink order from the makeshift bar but remained with her back to the four for as long as possible. She knew that they were getting the view of their life of her shapely backside but she dreaded seeing the aroused faces of the four animals. Lori could feel their prying eyes burning into her flesh and she didn't want to turn around so they could ogle the front of her body. She was well aware that her big, hardened nipples would most certainly betray her like they always did when she felt excited.She could hear Ken clearing his throat and knew he was ready to insist she obey his demands. Turning on her heel, Lori slowly took a few steps toward the boys while holding their drinks in her outstretched hands. She looked at Sean as she handed him his beer and immediately noticed the boy's obvious excitement by the tent in his pants. A most vivid memory flashed through her mind of the past evening with the teen. Oh gawd, she wondered, had she really enjoyed the episode as much as she remembered?The obvious effect her attire had on the teens made Lori feel embarrassed for acting in a shameful manner. Lori reflected on how much she loved the skimpy sun-tanning outfit but the erotic fantasies it gave her were merely that, fantasies and not ones to become reality. She felt like a common floozy strutting around in front of four virile males.The sound of Ken's voice shocked Lori out of her dream state. "Now look what you've done to the boy. You teased the poor lad so that he has a hard-on that's ready to explode. You know what we do to bitches that tease, don't you?" he said much to Lori's dismay. "Right Andy?" Ken added and Andy quickly nodded his head in agreement even though he didn't know what the hell the man really meant. The fact his wife was almost nude in front of a strange man and now two boys was driving his mind crazy with desire.There were many things Lori wanted to yell at Ken but held her tongue fearing a worse reprisal from the evil man. Ken sensed his ultimate goal was within reach and pressed in for the kill. "Right Andy! I think poor Sean should give her a spanking, don't you?" he asked the overly excited husband. Andy pictured his beautiful wife over the teenager's knee, and it looked absolutely enchanting in his drunken mind. His words were slightly slurred and he voiced his approval. "Yees, yes, let's have Sean give her a spanking," he said.Lori sobbed and gave Andy a most distraught look. She realized that there was not going to be a viable solution coming from her husband so she looked to Ken for salvation. "Please, oh please you can't be serious Ken?" she pleaded with her captor. Ken had gotten out of the tub and moved in Lori's direction. He whispered to her so that Andy could not hear. "You know what I have against you. What do you think? Will Andy want to see his precious wife spanked?" he asked. It brought tears to Lori's attractive eyes knowing she was lost. Her Andy was far beyond reason and the alcohol fed to him by Ken had removed most of his willpower and logic."I can't, I just can't. I am a grown woman, with two kids and a family. I can't let a 18 year old kid spank me," Lori pleaded with Ken. "I just can't, he's too young, just a boy. Oh please, I'm a woman," she said in a desperate tone trying every excuse she could think of. Lori looked into Ken's eyes and saw her dilemma worsened. "And a real sexy woman I might add, too. But don't you remember what happened the last time you played with a boy's pecker?" Ken asked with a devilish grin covering his face. His insinuating comments made Lori blush a bright red when she remembered back to two nights ago. Suddenly, Sean stepped closer to the delectable servant and Lori squirmed to stay out of his grasp. She wheeled to run from the teen but felt big, strong hands grab her body, wrestling her down to the soft grass. Troy was helping his brother and between the two, they easily placed Lori over Sean's legs as he sat on the ground. Lori's suit was wet and the first slap resonated throughout the enclosed yard causing everyone to take a sharp breath. It took Lori's breath away and the next couple of slaps made her fight for her freedom with all the strength in her body.Sean was crude; he was clumsy but he managed to hold Lori in a compromising position over his outstretched legs. His eyes bulged out at the sight of Lori's skimpy bikini barely covering her coveted flesh. The bottoms were askew with one side wedged between her bum cheeks exposing one entire cheek of her ass to the aroused teenager. He promptly spanked the bare flesh first lightly, then harder which drew loud protests from the punished woman. Lori yelped for sympathy but no volunteers came forward to help her out.The boy never understood how he could be more aroused and excited than he was the other evening when he experienced so many orgasms with Lori. But it seemed his insides were quivering with maddening anticipation that got worse with each spank.It was strange how Lori's arms and legs were wildly flailing about but she didn't try to get away from Sean. "Spank her son, spank her for being such a bad, bad tease. She should have to pay for taunting you and making a young boy so horny," Ken said. Ken watched Andy and saw that his reaction was one of pure passion and desire. He quickly assumed that Lori's husband would offer no formidable resistance to what he had planned.Lori rose up by arching her back and looked over to Andy with extreme anxiety. The only problem was that Ken had fed her husband so much liquor that he was essentially in a drunken stupor. So drunk in fact, he laughed at everything even though it was happening to the woman he loved. Ken decided to test Andy's cooperation and see if he would assist in Lori's demise. "What do you think Andy, should Sean spank her bare ass too?" he whispered and giggled at the frightening look on Lori's pretty face."Yes, oh friggin yes, take her suit down and give her a royal spanking," Andy said and noticed how Sean grabbed the waistband of Lori's bikini and yanked. In a flash, he had the skimpy bottoms down to her knees and a few gasps were heard when her luscious flesh was completely exposed. Another resounding slap echoed around the hot tub when Sean began the ardent task of punishment. One, then another and another until both ass checks were a brilliant crimson color and more tears ran down Lori's flushed cheeks. "Oh gawd, don't, don't do that, please don't," the mother of two pleaded with her teenage retaliator. Lori could not remember her heart beating so fast or with such vigor and blood rushed to her head making her feel dizzy, as she lay in Sean's lap.Her ass was on fire and how anything so degrading could make her feel any amount of pleasure was astounding to Lori. Frantically, she looked at Andy and saw the forgiving look on his face and knew her plight was hopeless. Sean and his family were going to do whatever Ken planned whether she liked it or not. There was nothing Lori was going to do to prevent her downfall at the hands of her three perverted neighbors."Spread you legs bitch, show us your bald pussy. Let my boy give it a spanking too, not just your beautiful ass," Ken whispered. Ken turned to Andy and said, "Come on Andy, ask her to open her legs. I've heard that women can cream when they get their pussy spanked. I'd give anything in the world to see that."Lori was stunned and couldn't believe what the men were saying. Her attempted battle was totally ignored by Ken and unheard by her husband. "No, no fucking way you bastard. You may have your rotten boy spank me but I won't do that," Lori whispered the promise and vowed to remain resolved against overwhelming odds.Suddenly, Lori felt hands on both of her thighs and was unable to prevent them from being opened wide. When the first blow hit her crotch, Lori thought her head would explode. Another, and another slap hit her exposed grotto and she cried out loud. There was no pain, no hurt that made her cry. It was because the feeling between her legs was so outrageous and shocking that her whole inner being went into convulsions.The truth was revealed by the bastardly neighbor and it made Lori realize that she was indeed their personal slut. "For fuck sake Sean, she's creaming in your lap son," Ken said to bring more tears to Lori's puffy eyes. Ken moved closer to where Lori was receiving the whipping of her life and whispered, "Fuck I love seeing your shaved pussy. You look ravishing and I think the boy is going to make you climax. I can hardly wait for my turn." The sudden realization that the ordeal was only beginning filled Lori with trepidation.The two teenage boys held Lori's body with Troy preventing her from closing her legs. Sean spanked the vulnerable pussy ever so expertly, just hard enough so that it did not hurt but did bring ultimate joy to his prisoner. Somehow Lori's swollen labia had separated to where the tip of her raw clitoris was exposed and a delicate blow after blow rained down on the tiny bud.There was no respite, no recourse for the dishonored woman. The boy held his hand next to her exposed opening and merely patted her puffy, pussy lips with short, rapid slaps. So numerous and so fast was the spanking that it felt like a constant caress by the teenager to Lori's tender love-button. She soaked Sean's fingers with each paddle and it was far too much for Lori to endure. Each spank resulted in a spasm of ecstasy rushing to meet the boy's hand. Lori fought for everything she was worth in a dire effort not to succumb to the demeaning spanking.With an unexpected move, Sean suddenly rolled Lori's body off his legs and onto the grass. She landed on her back and immediately two teenage predators were on her. Troy held her upper torso so that her shoulders were pinned to the ground. Lori was too late to react to his hand as it closed on the small strip of material between her breasts. With one swift jerk, the cups were stripped from her chest and flung across the yard.Lori's attention was diverted by Troy and she could hear voices coming from Andy and Ken. She wondered what the two men were talking about and why her body was trashing around, seemingly out of control? She couldn't feel anything and her mind was confused as to why her hips were thrusting. Sudden realization hit her like a ton of bricks and it felt like the most embarrassing moment of her life.Sean was between her legs and Lori glanced down at his handsome face. It was like watching everything happen in slow motion. The teenager pried open the protective hood between Lori's thighs and her vulnerable clitoris lay barren and exposed. Her heart raced when the boy's fingers pinched and pulled the throbbing bud out from her body. Suddenly she could feel the intense lust overtake her soul. Her outburst of joy was heard throughout the backyard much to the delight of all four males, especially Sean who was drinking from the oasis of love.Lori rolled her head side to side and noticed the lust filled faces around her. A large, dark shadow suddenly developed into the form of a man and Lori locked eyes with Satin. She understood the emergency in his glare and knew her master wanted her to speak. Immediately Lori obeyed. "Yes, yes, oh yes you spanked me. You spanked my bald cunt and made me cum all over your hand. I can't stop myself when you touch my pussy like that. Oh gawd, do that to my clit," she said to Ken as if he were carrying out the punishment personally. Lori willed herself to complete the humiliation and her spunk ran out of her honey hole flooding Sean's hand in wanton fashion.The teenager continued to caress the open crevice and took the grown woman on the ride of her life. Lori sounded a cry of gratification when Sean's mouth swooped down to devour his dream woman's adorable honey pit and the end came with a vicious rush. She worshiped her love child and dearly yearned to have him satisfy his newfound thirst with her loving juices. The convulsions deep inside seemed to go on forever and ever, and Lori could not remember secreting such a vast quantity of sweet nectar.Once her emotions roared over the crest of the violent climax, Lori felt like she wanted to die or crawl in a hole somewhere. The embarrassment of having such an earth-shattering orgasm at the hands of a measly boy would haunt her forever. Her flat tummy jerked and twitched with the last remaining spasms erupting deep in her epicenter and as the last one rocked her soul, Lori collapsed in Sean's arms.Vaguely, she could hear the two men talking and wondered what evil suggestions Ken was giving her husband. Their forms were a blur through her tear, stained eyes and Lori strained to hear what Ken was saying. "Andy, she's the sexiest woman and you're a lucky man," she heard and could sense that he was building Andy's esteem. It worked and Andy did feel extremely proud of his beautiful, sexy wife."Have you ever watched you wife give head? Have you watched her suck someone's cock?" Ken asked the awestruck husband. Lori wanted to scream at her husband. Tell him that Ken was merely leading him on. She wanted her husband to tell the bastard to take a hike but knew it would do little good. "Andy, let's get her to suck Troy's cock, then you can give it to her. Fuck her hot pussy and then you can watch me fuck her. I'll make her cum all over my big stick just like she did the other night. You can watch her orgasm. Oh yes, she couldn't stop coming on my cock and she acted like a real bitch in heat," Ken whispered and chuckled at the meaning of what he told the husband."Andy, you're really going to see what kind of bitch you're married to tonight, I promise," he told the husband who listened intently to every word even in his intoxicating stupor. The problem was he really didn't grasp what Ken meant but it wouldn't be long until he fully understood. He would understand the true meanings of bitch, big cock and orgasm.Lori moaned in despair knowing what lay in store for her. She was going to be ravished by Troy, then Andy and then the bastard Ken. Her mind raced to all the possibilities and off to her right she could see Ken's grinning face. He appeared to have won the contest and was in the midst of enjoying total satisfaction of seeing his sexy victim acknowledge defeat.In her own little world of agony, Lori prepared to be vanquished by her strong opponents but promised herself to do her utmost to beat the villain Ken. It always turned her stomach to hear such arrogant men boast of sexual conquests and brag of their prowess with women. She vowed to remain steadfast and not surrender to Ken's brash measures.Suddenly there was a familiar cock thrust in front of her face and somehow her dainty hand went to the long, narrow shaft. "Oh my fuck, it that real. It's so long, so big for a boy," Andy whispered as if he was talking to himself. Yes, he thought, it was a dream come true but he had to admit, Troy's cock was more than man-sized. He stared at the pecker without blinking and saw it disappear into his wife's wondrous mouth. He knew how Lori loved sucking his cock but certainly she didn't feel the same about this one, he hoped? Ken watched the enthralled husband who was all by himself sitting in the hot tub. Andy's hands were below the water's surface and by the look on his face, he was in the middle of erotic bliss. It appeared his hand was stroking his hardened cock and it pleased Ken to know the man's stamina was being sapped. "Wow, she's the best cock sucker but you know that, don't you?" Ken said and moved closer to the tub. "My boy will get his first blowjob and he couldn't ask for a better teacher, don't you agree?" he asked Andy and marveled at how good things were working out. He watched the submissive wife suck his son's pecker and knew Andy was too engrossed to care that it was his wife he was watching.Out of the corner of her eye, Lori noticed the three onlookers. Ken and Sean were giving encouragement to Troy while Andy was suspended in time, too aroused to be of any assistance to his wife. Lori's stomach quivered from the memory of how the teen filled her belly the other night and knew he was only a short time away from doing the same thing. His enlarged cock throbbed in her hands and Lori had to keep both fists wrapped around the boy's pecker to stop him from ramming it all the way down her throat.Ken wanted to humiliate the couple, both Lori and Andy, and spoke loud enough for all to hear. "That's it honey, suck his cock and make him a man. Christ that big meat looks good in your mouth," he said and smiled at Lori's reaction as her face turned a bright red in embarrassment. Then he spoke much softer and directly at Andy. "Ask her to play with Troy's balls. Have her caress his nuts until the boy blows his load in her mouth," he told the enthused husband.Andy had watched his consummate wife suck his cock many times but never someone else's and it inflamed his mind with the opportunity. He didn't have to say a word and it was as if magic happened when Lori obeyed the rotten orders immediately. She cupped the delicate balls, which were swinging freely between the boy's thighs and caressed them as if they were Andy's."Look at that big, long cock in her mouth. I think he is shooting his hot load of cum in her mouth and she's swallowing it like a perfect slut," Ken said to the stimulated husband. He had complete control over the couple and relished putting them through total humiliation.Troy's hips began thrusting wildly without a definite pattern and it was truly magical watching Lori's cheeks cave in when she sucked the boy's cock. Her head bobbed back and forth on the end of Troy's pecker and it was a picture of sinful infatuation. Lori realized she was fulfilling a teenager's boyhood dream and gulped the molten lava down her throat in true, immoral fashion. She didn't want to embellish the affair but somehow her hand milked the long shaft, squeezing it hard enough so that all the creamy liquid flowed into her mouth. Lori marveled at the extended stamina of such a young boy and the cum seemed to erupt from the flared nozzle for a very long time.The relief of feeling the boy's hips quiet and slowly subside was extremely short lived for Lori. Someone suddenly put his arms around her flushed body and looking to her left, Lori saw Ken's rugged features. He guided her lithe body onto the soft lawn and effortlessly positioned her on her back. Lori was no match for the man's brutal strength and a shiver ran down her spine as she realized Ken was so powerful.He put his face next to Lori's and whispered, "It's time for hubby to fuck his desirable wife. Don't you think?" The pair locked eyes and his stern, demanding stare quickly won out. "Spread your legs bitch and show him that you are his slut. And I am truly going to enjoy making you climax after he is finished fucking his sexy wife. You will cum for a real man, won't you?" he asked and laughed out loud. Lori shivered with immense disgust at the man's fearless arrogance and vowed to fight his evil intensions with her last breath.She felt sort of numb and shocked that Andy would comply with Ken's demeaning orders. Lori felt utterly ashamed that her devoted husband was going to have intercourse with her right on the ground and in front of three vulgar individuals. She looked at Ken's, Sean's and Troy's wide, confident smirks on their beaming faces and observed the evidence of intense, male lust.Ken merely ushered Andy to his naked wife. He knew that any man who watched his wife perform illicit sexual acts, similar to what Lori had done, would have virtually zero staying power. It seemed that Andy was reluctant to remove his tightened fist from his hard cock and that made Ken thoroughly pleased knowing he was so stimulated.Lori could see her husband's eyes were glazed and he was intently focused on only one thing. With one quick footstep, Andy stepped between Lori's legs and forced them to open wide to accommodate his body. His burning desire spied the shaven beauty and he immediately struck a blow for sovereignty. Swiftly he knelt down, then lay prone over his wife in a missionary position. It took one dynamic thrust for his cock to find utopia and he rammed his rod to the hilt bringing a whimpering sound from his troubled wife.Ken had never touched another man before but this was different. He reasoned just a little assistance would ensure his ultimate goal of having the sexiest woman in his life all to himself. He treasured making Lori his devoted slave and he would ensure her loyalty with secret measures and blackmail. With slight hesitance, Ken reached for the naked ass, which was thrashing out of control on top of Lori. He gave a strong push on the soft, rounded cheeks and embedded Andy's cock to the max in the distraught wife who was beginning to panic.Lori wanted to scream at her husband. "Please wait, please hold it just for a few more minutes. Wait for me, please, oh gawd you have to wait for me," she prayed. Lori wanted to tell Andy that if he didn't prolong the session until she experienced an orgasm, her demise was imminent. "Oh please Andy, please sweetheart, not yet, wait for me," she pleaded and begged him not to orgasm without her. She thrust her hips upward and tried with all her willpower to bring on an orgasm. It seemed that the more she wanted it, the farther away the summit of ecstasy appeared. All the while her eyes were locked with Ken's and Lori noticed the wide, assured smirk covering his face.Suddenly she felt Andy's hips jerking out of control and Lori knew her dilemma just got dismal. Her poor husband had to endure all the erotic scenes with the teenagers and his endurance had long since elapsed. She hugged his straining body and clung to him for salvation but there was not going to be any. It seemed that for every wish for her orgasm to hurry, merely slowed it down. Andy's climax only lasted a few seconds and Lori felt the hot lava fill her womanhood before his hips quieted.Deep within, Lori sobbed amid the knowledge her emotions had reached a plateau near the summit and she would have a desperate struggle to keep control of her excitement. She vowed to remain steadfast against the man she hated most in the world even though he appeared more potent than any man she knew. Tears came to her reddened eyes when she looked to her side and noticed a naked man approaching. There was more in store for her and Lori was well aware of Ken's intentions.She watched wide-eyed as Ken gave stern orders for Andy to let a real man take over and doubt crept into her confused mind. "Andy, Andy guess what. I am going to fuck your gorgeous wife and fill her hole with my spunk. Have you ever watched her have an orgasm with another man?" Ken whispered to Andy. There was no fantasy that had occupied his mind as well as Lori's like that of having Lori screwed by a stranger. Andy was more than eager to see it happen and quickly responded. "No. I mean no I haven't watched Lori have sex with anyone but I want it to happen," he told his newfound pal.Lori wondered if she could stave off being conquered and the question was answered almost immediately. Ken hovered over her body and forced her legs to remain separated in a display of wanton desire. He slipped his lower torso between Lori's widespread thighs and held her pinned to the ground. She reached forward with her arms and did her best to hold Ken's hairy chest away from her body. Lori couldn't get much leverage when lying on her back and felt at the mercy of the much larger man.Ken had set the stage when he persuaded Andy to screw his wife while she lay on the grass-carpeted lawn. Andy had been overly aroused from watching his wife suck a teenager's cock and the length of time it took him to reach an orgasm fit perfectly into Ken's devious scheme. Ken anticipated the thrill of seducing a thoroughly frustrated wife right in front of her contented husband and he could not remember feeling so confident.Lori was totally exhausted from giving Troy the ultimate joy of any 16 year old and then submitting to the brief sexual encounter with her devoted husband. Doing it right in front of spectators seemed to add a dreamlike sensation and it simulated the many fantasies the couple had about being exhibitionists. Ken took advantage of Lori's vulnerability and wanted to annihilate her willpower and determination to make her his faithful bitch. Lori was going to find out that she had a dark side and it was full of secret desires.Looking to the far end of the deck, Ken could see Rex panting in anticipation of being rewarded by his master. Ken's best friend had a hungry look and seemed to smell something special in the air. Oh sweet fuck, Ken thought, you just wait for your turn boy. This bitch will be all yours in a very short time, Ken secretly promised his faithful dog.Suddenly, Ken arched his back and purposely teased Lori by shoving his naked hips into her crotch region. Lori could feel the head of his pointed dagger poking into her flesh and it was perilously close to her defenseless opening. She kept twisting and rolling her hips trying desperately to evade the protruding weapon and Ken chuckled at the evasive maneuvers."It's too bad he couldn't wait. I could see how you wanted to cum. You do want to cum, don't you?" Ken whispered knowing how it would haunt Lori. "I'm going to fuck you with my big prick and then you can cum for me. Oh yes, you can suck up my hard pecker like a real bitch and show hubby how you cum for a real man," he said and the words filled Lori with immense anguish. Not because of the erotic content but for the way her tummy quivered crazily like she anticipated something enchanting to happen.She felt the flared head of the man's cock at her entryway and suddenly found new strength. Lori held her hips downward and dodged to the side keeping Ken from attaining his goal. He loved the challenge and smiled at the dire look on Lori's pretty face. With the skill of a picador, he stabbed the tip of his lance into the soaked crevice and made Lori twist and turn even harder. Suddenly, he ran the flared head up and down the pink slit and purposely lingered on the tiny clitoris. Lori's tummy twitched madly every time he caressed the most sensitive bud and she moaned is despair at his demanding attempts at seduction.Ken looked directly in Lori's eyes and whispered, "You're going to cum for me like a good little bitch. You can show hubby how a real woman climaxes when she has a big, hard cock deep inside her belly, right honey?" The man's arrogance made Lori's stomach churn but she was unable to prevent the reaction from her deepest regions. Her whole body shivered and she prayed for strength.He felt the immense wetness and suddenly gave his hips a powerful stab forward. The result was profound and everyone's heart stopped, waiting for the next phase. Ken held his body still with the elongated manhood spreading the opening of Lori's cherished honey hole. Her desperate struggle stopped and Lori stared into Ken's savage eyes with his body poised above her motionless torso.The sudden entry made Lori plead for mercy and she knew what he was going to do. "Oh please, no, oh gawd no, please don't let him do it," she begged and looked over at Andy. His eyes were distant and suddenly Lori was aware that the journey was going to be a long, lonely one. She could tell Ken was circling the globe waiting to plunge downward into a canyon of lust. Lori understood that Andy would not be any help to her and her hated neighbor was leading a charge into what was about to become his private domain.The flashback to her first encounter with Ken was the last straw and Lori's determination was hanging by a slender thread. The evil man quickly snapped the thread when the head of his manhood separated her cervix and entered the dark grotto. "I love your tight cunt and I can feel your sweet ass shoving it up to me. You go right ahead and cream all over my rod and I'll show you how a man waits for his bitch," he whispered and even had the audacity to grin at her."No fucking way you filthy bastard. You're nothing but a beast, a fucking scum sucker and I'll never be your woman," Lori whispered back to the devil. Her aspiration to win was gone but it didn't stop her from uttering words of protest. Suddenly, Lori not only knew he was forecasting the future but that she was going to be Ken's bitch in waiting. She was filled with a burning desire so intense and lustful that it caused her to tremble all over."If only, if only," she started to say to herself but was sharply cut off by the violent explosion in her womb. Ken decided to nail the coffin shut and reward his wicked mind with Lori's soul. "Oh, you'll be my woman and you'll cum all over my pecker like the slut you are. You're all the same, you want cock and will do anything to get it," he whispered and Lori felt the profound sensation that he was correct. There was nothing she wanted more than to satisfy her lustful desires and, by doing so, she would satisfy her despised lover. She could not believe that someone other than Andy owned her spirit.She listened to his voice and her tummy quivered madly with tremendous passion. There were no cares, no worries and Lori felt her womanly nectar flow towards her mentor. She welcomed him into her secluded sphere and knew Ken would give her a most satisfying climax. Her hips thrust upward with all her might and embedded the monster to the fullest."Fuck, you're the best fuck I've ever had and I can't believe how tight your pussy is," Ken said and Lori believed every word. She clung to Ken like he was her savior and hoped he would reward her with his virile seed. He gave first one vicious pump, then another, and then he was pounding Lori's hard ass into the ground like a savage beast. She was unable to move or assist her lover but merely open her legs wide to allow him full access to her womanly charms. Ken realized that women such as Lori came along once in a lifetime and he truly loved the way her body responded to his male needs.The two sweaty bodies thrashed and humped like wild animals on the grass, covered lawn and all eyes were focused on the zealous ecstasy. A lifetime's dream of watching his wife have sex with another man was realized and Andy held his groin like it was in terrible need of gratification. The scene was overwhelming and he watched the two bodies slowly become motionless still locked together at the critical connection.It took many seconds before Lori's heart rate returned to a bearable level and she remained in the arms of her hated neighbor. Ken could not focus; it was working out even better than any plan. Lori was vaguely aware that Ken was saying something and giving motions as if he were talking to a pet of some kind. Rex saw a hand beckoning him into the waiting valley that had a definite feminine aroma.Ken had shifted his lower torso off Lori while keeping his chest over Lori's. He put his hand between her legs and coaxed his big dog forward. Suddenly, Lori felt something rough and wet raking over the inside of her thighs and dangerously close to the narrow crevice between her legs. Her first reaction was surprise and Lori wondered how a boy's tongue could feel so wet and rough on her tender skin. Somehow, Ken rolled his spent body to one side and curled his leg around Lori's to hold her pinned on the soft ground. Sean moved to her side and was holding her left leg still, which left her vulnerable.Lori was perplexed and confused by the sudden caresses so she twisted her upper body to see why. Much to her horror, she saw Rex, Ken's mangy dog lapping the juices from her body like it was sweet honey. Lori was filled with newfound strength and attempted to get away from the animal. To her astonishment, Ken and Sean easily held her motionless on the ground for their pet and Lori cried out. "Andy, Andy for gawd sakes, help me, help me get away from his fuckin', ugly dog," Lori yelled in her husband's direction. Even in his drunken stupor, Andy could see the erotic scene like no other he had witnessed. His wife's pussy lay open to the dog and Rex did what animals did best, licked the nectar in cleansing fashion. Every time the long, drooling tongue lashed through the gaping slit, Lori's body jerked in a most violent manner. She tried to press her thighs together but the two Patterson's held steady to keep them separated.Suddenly, Ken's mouth was at the side of her face and he grabbed a handful of Lori's hair twisting her head sideways. This took her eyes and concentration off her lower extremities and her only focus was on Ken. He put his lips next to her ear and whispered, "Now what are you going to do for me? My Rex has the biggest cock hanging between his legs and he wants a woman in the worst way," he said and Lori held her breath waiting for him to continue. "Rex has smelled and tried to lick your pussy and now needs his woman to open her legs real wide so he can lick her some more," he whispered. "Are you going to be Rex's bitch?" he asked and gave her head a vicious shake demanding she reply.How could her life get any worse, Lori wondered? The most degrading aspect about the question was the fact she felt a raging desire to be used by a most magnificent dog. "Oh no, please Ken, don't make me. Don't make me do it, please," Lori whispered in the quietest voice. "Not in front of Andy, the boys, please no," she begged. Lori quickly looked at Andy, Rex, and Ken and kept shifting her attention from one to the other every couple of seconds hoping someone would help her. Ken abruptly released his hold on her and told his son to follow suit.Suddenly she felt free; there were no hands or bindings holding her steady. She could feel her chest pounding with sheer excitement and anticipation, and had never felt anything so dramatic in her life. Swiftly, she closed her legs and crossed them in an attempt to redeem her soul. She held her thighs, locked together with all the determination remaining in her body and knew she was safe as long as the dog could not taste her.Vaguely she heard, "There, I am not going to hold your legs. Rex wants his little bitch to open her legs. He wants to lick your bald pussy until you get on your hands and knees. My fucking lord, I've never watched a dog fuck a woman before but I will tonight," Ken boasted and looked Lori straight in the eyes.Lori returned the man's, steely gaze for a long moment and Ken deviously allowed her time to consider her fate. Her mind went to the many times that Andy and her had talked about sex with a dog. About her having sex with a dog like Rex but Lori never thought it would come to a point in her life where she would have to decide. How many fantasies of sex with a dog did she have, she wondered?She remembered the last time she chased Rex out of their yard as one of the most enlightening events ever to happen to the couple. Andy and Lori had been soaking in their hot tub when Rex showed up in their yard. "He's letting his ugly dog into our yard so he can do his business on our lawn," she told Andy. "I'm going to get that fucking beast out of here right now," Lori told her husband.Lori got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around her dripping, nude body to be discrete. She decided to chase Rex out of the yard but just as she approached him, he wheeled. Rex bared his teeth and froze Lori on the spot. It was time to make a hasty retreat as Lori sensed the dog was far meaner than she suspected. She quickly turned and Rex nipped at the corner of her towel when it flared outward. He grabbed the terrycloth with his sharp teeth and gave a powerful yank to dislodge the covering from Lori's body. Lori didn't know what to do and the shock of being turned naked by a stupid dog stopped her for an instant.Run like hell or stand still hoping the dog would leave her alone, she asked herself? She choose the former and Andy watched the most adorable scene as his sexy wife ran naked across the lawn to the tub. He admired her large but firm breasts as they bounced every time her foot hit the ground. His wife was completely out of breath by the time she returned to the hot water and he wondered whether it was the result of excitement, fear or exercise?Andy marveled at the almost comic episode and kidded Lori about almost becoming dog meat. The couple laughed at what happened but Lori got the surprise of her life when her hand inadvertently went to Andy's crotch. His pecker was stiff as a pole and Lori gave him a questioning look. "I'm sorry honey but it made me extremely horny to think you were dog bait and Rex wanted to hump your sweet ass," Andy explained. It quickly became evident that both Andy and Lori were highly aroused and needed gratification in the worst way.Suddenly Lori's mind left the erotic memory and rushed back to what was happening. It was the most dramatic event ever and she looked at both men with deep curiosity. In Ken's face, Lori could see male lust and sheer animal desire while on Andy's handsome face, she saw an inquisitive, uncertain look. She realized that once she went forward, there would be no turning back. It hit her like a bolt of lightning. She would be a bitch, a doggie bitch for Rex if she did what Ken wanted! She fully comprehended that Ken would let his dog into her yard in the future and she would be expected to satisfy the furry beast.Lori looked at Rex's big, dark eyes that seemed to speak to her, plead to her to open her legs. Lori remained still, not moving a muscle until Ken put his lips to her ear. "You heard me? Open your legs and let Rex show you why he is the master of all bitches. Once you feel his large, doggie cock, you will be his woman for ever and ever," he said with the same arrogant tone he used with all women. Suddenly, Lori felt the cool grass on the back of her legs and everything turned serene and tranquil. It was as if a madman devoured her sense of right and wrong and Lori was absolutely bewildered at how she could comply with such immoral demands. An earth-shattering awareness surged through her loins like a tidal wave, much to Lori's dismay and she held her legs splayed for her lover.There was a sudden slurping sound and then a fierce consciousness ran through her body. It was eerie, a loud licking noise then a powerful sensation rushing through her tender being like no other. Lori glanced at where Ken was staring and saw what captivated his attention. The longest, drooling tongue made a slow, exactly stroke through the vast wetness between Lori's legs and her whole body jerked wildly with her ass leaving the ground the whole time. Another, and another stroke, each started at her asshole and split her puffy labia with ease. When the course tongue hit her delicate clitoris, Lori thought she was a lucky woman to be on her back and not standing. She was certain her legs would have collapsed from the overpowering vibrations running through her deepest regions.All eyes were tuned to the animal lust being displayed by the two combatants. Lori was absolutely positive that she would experience an orgasm if the dog did not stop licking. She teetered on the crest of collapse and prayed someone would prevent her drastic fall. Lori began sobbing with the knowledge that she pleaded for Rex to stop drinking from the geyser between her legs because she wanted more. She could not remember such a river of pussy juice flowing from her insides without an eruption of a total climax.Ken saw the apparent demise of his sexy prize and grabbed the collar around Rex's neck. He yanked the big dog away from Lori but not without a fight from his shaggy friend. Suddenly Lori's heart rose to her throat and she wondered if she might faint. She peered down between her legs and saw the big dog being held at bay but it was the half-sheathed dog cock swaying between his haunches that made her heart rate soar out of control. The immoral sight held her total focus even though she knew that it was wrong and that she should look away.Her eyes never left the swinging meat, which looked, huge, almost too big to consider as a feasible alternative to a man. It was the darkest red and seemed to be squirting beaucoup quantities of liquid from the odd shaped tip. She began to whimper and it appeared to Ken like she was a lost child who needed help. He leaned in to her and whispered, "It's time! It's time to become Rex's bitch. Get on your hands and knees and act like a bitch." For some unexplained reason, what Ken said did not upset Lori like it should have.Lori rose to a sitting position and looked at her dear husband. Yes, she remembered how turned on Andy was when they talked about Rex and about her being used by a dog. Lori consoled herself with the fact she would do it for Andy. She got up and felt the grass beneath her bare feet and appeared to be in a pleasant trance. Lori was well aware that she would only feel comfort and satisfaction after she had succumbed to the captor's demands.Andy saw his wife stand like she was in a dreamlike state. He was positive she was going to run for it and escape the immoral demands of their neighbor. His eyes opened wide when he noticed her turn around and get down on her hands and knees. She hung her head low to the ground and acted like she was waiting, willingly submitting to the severe treatment. Andy noticed Ken holding his big dog in check and saw how badly the animal wanted to attack as he rose up on his hind legs. When he did, Rex stood as tall as Lori and certainly weighed about the same.Suddenly Ken released his hold on Rex's collar and the dog bounded towards his timid prey. A sob escaped Lori's throat when the heavy weight of an animal mounted her back and long, hairy legs went around her slim waist. There was a need and a furious demand from the dog and it was conveyed into his bitch by animal lust. He clamped his front legs tightly around the bitch's waist like a giant vise and pulled her hips back into his soft belly with a ferocious pull. It was Lori's last recollection of sanity.She felt the soft fur against her bare ass and suddenly something hard poking in her crotch area. The beast emitted hot, burning pre-cum from the nozzle of his cock and it scorched Lori's flesh everywhere it landed. The sight was spellbinding to the four males and they had never witnessed a more erotic scene. The noises from the pair were merely animal sounds and it was hard to tell whether they were ones of agony or ecstasy."Oh gawd, he's trying to fuck me, he's trying to put his cock in me. I can feel it burning, burning," Lori said and was abruptly cut off by the dog. Her words were barely out of her mouth when a dog's growl filled the air. Rex was a master and kept squirting the secret potion covering the complete crotch of his hairless bitch. He noticed how she stood on all fours waiting faithfully for him to mount her and she appeared no different than the other dogs he fucked.Rex had screwed many bitches in his time and he was experienced at making sure they accommodated the full extent of his big endowment. He was an expert at filling a bitches womb with his doggie seed and keeping it there for as long as it took to consummate the affair. He felt the end of his blunt cock go into the bitch's wetness and knew he could mount this bitch with one thrust. Rex loved the sounds coming from his enslaved bitch and he tightened his legs around her waist to bring louder moans of obedience.First, it was imperative for Rex to soak the whole area with vast amounts of lubricating gel as that never failed to ensure he planted his knot and sealed the bitches opening. His hips were pounding like a machine gun and every time he thrust forward, he coated the velvety skin with hot pre-cum. Lori could feel the intense heat of the clear, slimy oil and there was so much of it that the inside of her thighs were coated as well as her exposed crotch. Rex abruptly shifted his body and Lori could feel the burning rod slip under her belly and shoot flaming jets of pre-cum all over even landing on her chest and titties.The flat tip of Rex's penis suddenly jammed into Lori's crevice with blunt force and made her jerk as if to get away. Her back was severely arched and Rex clamped his front legs around her flared hips and Lori felt like a prisoner. She had never felt so controlled or restricted and the aroused dog seemed to know what a woman wanted.Rex skillfully moved his cock head until it struck the narrow valley between Lori's milky thighs and every odd jab pierced the puffy pussy lips, almost tantalizing her by saying, "There is more to come." He felt her body twitch and hump as if begging him to hurry up but he was far too experienced to fall to temptation. He continued coating the gaping pussy with transparent liquid until a pool of it formed on the ground.Suddenly Ken was near her and Lori glanced in his direction. "He's finished, he's going to leave me alone now?" Lori asked as if it were a pleading question. The stream of hot, sticky cum made her believe the man's large dog had climaxed and her ordeal was over. It had been a frightful experience, she thought, but it certainly wasn't as drastic as she had imagined.Ken leaned closer and whispered, "No, honey, my boy is just putting lots of lubrication on your precious pussy so he can mount you just like he does all his bitches. He is going to make you his very own and I promise you haven't felt a cock like Rex's. Fuck, I've never seen a dog tie with a woman before and I know Rex will do it with you," he said and it made Lori shiver in fearful anticipation.Rex bent his hind legs and lowered his haunches a tiny bit, pausing for a brief second to give Lori a well-deserved respite. The big dog somehow kept the very tip of his penis inside Lori's vagina and could feel the heat of Lori's cavity. He wondered why she felt so restrictive compared to his other conquests but promptly ignored the truth. Rex knew it would take but one powerful drive and suddenly he thrust forward with the extra power in his hind legs planting his enormous cock into the waiting female.Lori's head came up like she had been knifed with a sword and she felt heat like nothing before. The dog's cock was a fiery spear and he inserted it into her tender cervix with the first shove. Beads of sweat instantly formed on her body and Lori's temperature rose to match her mate's. The dog pumped in and out of Lori so fast her knees barely touched the ground. Higher and higher her temperature rose and her heart rate increased in likewise fashion. Her mind was enraged with a lust known only to animals.Lori was being taken again and by an animal of the Patterson family, which she encouraged. Suddenly, Rex paused, staying still on the ground with his powerful haunches bent in expectation. Lori allowed herself to relax and welcomed the reprieve thinking her turmoil was almost finished.There wasn't a bitch in the neighborhood that Rex hadn't knotted with and he assumed this one was no different. He realized she was unlike his normal doggie type but Lori definitely felt and tasted the same. Any bitch who emitted cum which tasted so good must want his doggie chizz, he assumed. Yes, she was tight, he realized, a lot tighter than his regular bitches but he would soon rectify that.It was time to show that he was a superior beast. The whole duration, he kept filling her grotto with pre-cum in true doggie fashion and eventually it started leaking from the taut seal at Lori's opening. Rex had a special skill of being able to knot with his bitches and he was determined to demonstrate that to his loyal master, Ken.Like a Greek gladiator, Rex thrust upward with all his might. The end of his piercing rod sliced through Lori's cervix and into her womb so easily that it amazed everyone including Lori. She suddenly realized that the dog was not finished but only beginning. The intense heat had destroyed any chance of her remaining sane and spasms rocked her entire inner regions. Lori had never felt such extreme pressure or strain on her vagina and the heat from Rex's cock was intense.As quickly as it began, she felt her opening slowly contract and tighten around the far end of the fattest cock and it was the strangest feeling. Rex had waited for an eternity to feel her tightened around the small gap behind his knot and he knew it was time to expand. The ball swelled to great proportions and the seal was complete securing Lori on his dog meat. He held his wonderful bitch as tight as he could with his paws and his tongue hung out of the corner of his mouth. It was exhausting but he was prepared for the best ride in history.Lori's inner regions were filled with the hottest, most searing liquid imaginable and the thick cock seemed to scorch her entire vaginal walls unlike any before Rex. Her back was arched and the powerful mongrel held Lori in the air like a featherweight puppet. He didn't pump or thrust, merely held steady while his thick cock pulsated madly emitting vast quantities of boiling cum into Lori's womb.She knew what Rex was doing and her belly quickly filled with molten lava. How long it took Rex to empty his large reservoir, Lori could not remember, but when he was done, he began licking the side of her face. Oh gawd, she thought, he likes me and thinks I am his girl doggie.Immoral, sinful images flooded Lori's mind and she realized that her neighbor's dog was knotted to her, a real woman. She had heard of such a thing happening but never dreamed it was possible. Lori was ashamed for the way she had acted and refused to look around at the others in the yard. Suddenly, a weird, sadistic explosion erupted in her epicenter and Lori realized there was a further journey to travel. She fought what felt like another building orgasm but really didn't want to hold back from her phantom lover."Oh honey, you are so beautiful, so sexy with the big fucking dog on your back. I can't hold it anymore," came the desperate words of a husband who surpassed the outer limits. When Lori heard the astonished voice of her husband, she understood that her demise at the hands of her hated neighbor was complete. She wanted to scream at Ken yet the passion, the desire deep inside was far to compelling to make her feel remorse. The disgusting fact was lost in a commanding climax and her womanly juices flowed to meld with Rex's. Lori had never felt so occupied yet so contented as her hips jerked randomly while her tiny grotto milked every ounce from the massive cock buried in her womb.Rex wanted to clean himself and lick his jewels in total bliss. He stepped over his bitch with one, front paw, then his hind leg, and quickly turned his body so that his ass was locked to Lori's. His knot was squeezed so hard it almost made him yelp in agony but somehow he managed to stand still. The two men and two boys stared with eyes so wide and bewildered that none of them said a thing.The four watched the large dog pant with his tongue hanging down from his mouth and the rear end of the woman propped high in the air. Luckily, Lori was similar in size with her dog lover and her knees rested on the soft grass. Everyone held their breath and waited. It was eerie and profound for things to be so quiet and dreamlike. Every time Rex or Lori attempted to move, it caused intense pain to the junction between the two so it was consensual that they remained motionless."I've heard about a dog tying to his bitch but really didn't believe it. Fuck, what a picture. Look at the way Rex's big stick is embedded in her bald pussy! He's got the biggest dick and I thought he would rip her poor cunt wide open," Ken said to no one in particular. "Fuck, how many times did the bitch come on Rex's big cock? Christ, it was one right after the other and when she screamed for her life there, I thought I was going to blow my load all over the place," Ken told the crowd.She too wondered if an orgasm could last forever? Lori's inner regions were on fire and the aftershocks were almost as dramatic as the earthquake that occurred when the dog entered her underground mansion. It seemed her womanhood went into convulsion every time the large cock squirted lava into her womb, which Rex kept doing the whole time the couple were knotted together.Rex had much more fluid than anyone could imagine and remained totally focused with keeping his ball enlarged to keep his cum encased inside Lori. He considered Lori his prize bitch and marveled at how willingly she submitted to his debasing humiliation. Normally his bitches cried and whined when he kept them locked on his enormous cock. Not this one, he realized. This bitch kept squeezing and milking his cock in a faithful manner and never tried to free herself from the tight bond.Lori did her best to hide the erotic thrill of having Rex inside her but she could not control the intense convulsions, which continued to rock her inner soul. She could only imagine what the immoral scene looked like and she was afraid to turn her head either direction for fear of seeing her loving husband. Lori wondered what he would think of his grown woman on her hands and knees and in the clutches of a large dog. The odd thing about the affair is that it filled Lori with shame and embarrassment yet the climax was truly earth-shattering.How long were they tied together? It could have been seconds or minutes but Lori was far too confused to tell. Eventually, the large ball subsided enough for Lori's pussy to release the swollen cock. All eyes watched intently as the dwindling cock eventually slipped out of Lori's midsection and a torrent of liquid gushed from her honey hole. It ran down the insides of her thighs much to the delight of prying eyes. She couldn't move and felt frozen to the spot as the great relief floated through her mind like a heavenly cloud through the sky.Lori's evening was far from complete as now there were four hard cocks each throbbing with raging desire. She assumed her reservoir had run dry but Ken was determined to refill her tank with sinful passion. There was no deadline for satisfying lustful demands and Ken knew he wanted to taste Lori's potion again and again.Continued in chapter 3...I like my stories to be a certain length and not overly long so I will stop this chapter at this point. I plan to do two more chapters in Lori's life and hope to have them completed in the near future. Please email me with your comments, as I would appreciate any from loyal readers. I am fairly new at this type of erotic writing and hope my style is worth reading. [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 46 |
story1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/29/story1.txt | To be able to explain this setup properly, I will have to give you some explanation on the type of work that I do. First of all, I work in the field of building maintenance (electricity, plumbing, air-conditioning, ventilation, etc.). My office is in the basement of one of the large buildings that I maintain. I also do the maintenance in several other satellite buildings within a 50 mile radius. In the basement of the building where my office is, the corridor linking the different mechanical rooms, storage rooms and my office is shaped like a "U". At each extremity of the "U" shaped corridor are the doors for two rooms, one being my office and the other being the main mechanical room. Now my office and the main mechanical room are therefore back to back with a cement block wall separating the two. All the other rooms in the basement are either mechanical rooms, electrical rooms or simply storage rooms for old furniture. My office is therefore very isolated and I very rarely see anyone walking around in the basement area except to put away some old furniture.One day when I was changing the air filters in the ventilation system in the main mechanical room, I noticed a gap above the ductwork going into my office. Out of curiosity, I got a ladder and got up onto the ductwork to check out this gap. The gap was about 4" high by about 16" wide. Once on top of the ductwork, I noticed that the ductwork that went through the wall did not go any further into my office, but simply ended at the wall on the office side. So at this point, I was looking directly into my office above the suspended ceiling level. That is where the idea came to me that if I was to replace one of the suspended ceiling tiles with a ventilation grill, I could get a clear view into my office. At this point, I shut the lights in the mechanical room and went over to my office to remove the suspended ceiling tile which was the closest to the ventilation grill I had seen. Once the tile was removed, I stood back to see if I could see anything in the mechanical room with the light off. With the lights in the office shining in my eyes when I looked up and the fact that the lights in the mechanical room off, I could not see anything whatsoever coming from the mechanical room. I thought to myself, what a perfect voyeur setup this could make. So for the next few days, I purchased a ventilation grill to install in the suspended ceiling in my office and made a setup on the mechanical room side to be able to view my office for long periods of time in a comfortable position. When I had completed, I had a perfect view of 3/4 of my office from the ceiling level. Once in position in the mechanical room, I could see my office desk to the far right corner of the room, in the middle against the far wall, I could see a working table where I kept my forms, reports and reference books. Beside the working table, I had a filing cabinet where I kept my files and other forms. To the left, I had an office divider and a work bench where I would repair machinery when necessary. I did not have a very clear view of that area, but I was less concerned with that fact because it only contained old boxes and dirty machinery and equipment.Then came the next step. Who do I find to work in my office so that I could test my voyeur installation? Then came the idea of trying to get my girlfriend who was not working at the time and who I had been going out with for the past 6 weeks to do some temporary secretarial work for me. I had still not gotten into her pants yet and was curious to see if I could see more of her without her knowing. So I started out planning my setup. I purchased (3) porno magazines (1 girl-girl type, 1 boy-girl type and one with a lot of stories and some varied pictures). I set them up in the top drawer of my filing cabinet. I ripped the covers a bit and wrinkled them up to make them look used and taped a note on the front cover which stated "found in west fire escape stairway, to be kept on file for further investigation". I didn't want my girlfriend thinking I was a perv to have these in my office. Ha!! Ha!! Next step, find a small mirror to put with the porno magazines. I do need to comb my hair in the morning. Ha!! Ha!!!Then I cleaned off the working table where I would get my girlfriend to work. I put papers and important stuff on my desk to make sure she would not use my since I did not have as clear a view of that on as the working table.The next day I approached my girlfriend and asked if she would be interested in doing some secretarial work for me. I told her I had about a day's work filling out reports, forms and work orders. She was excited with the idea of making some extra spending money. So I told her the work hours were from 9:00 am to 4:00 pm and to meet me at my office the next day at 9:00 am to start working.Needless to say, I did not get very much sleep that night going over all the finer details in my head for the next day. I got to the office early the next day to set things up. Turned up the heat in the room to a very comfortable level. Took out the blank forms and reports to be completed and put them on the working table. I knew from previous experience that she would have about 4 hours of solid work to do. I figured she would be busy until about 2:00 pm in the afternoon with the reports which would mean that she would have about 1-1/2 to 2 hrs of free time at the end of the day. At 9:00 am, my girlfriend showed up at my office door bursting with energy and ready for work. I can tell you that my girlfriend was dressed to kill that morning. My girlfriend had shoulder length sandy blond hair, had a tight fitting purple sweater that really hugged her body and white jeans. Her make-up was also just perfect. Her clothes really highlighted her 36D-26-34 body. She really caught my attention the minute she walked in the door. I guess she thought she would be working in an office with other secretarial staff and consequently, dressed for the occasion. I set her up at the working table in a comfortable office chair and started explaining what she had to do and helped her with the first few reports. After 30 minutes, she was working on her own at a very good pace. I even caught myself looking at the outline of her tits as I was looking over her shoulder while helping her out with the reports. I was really getting horny at this stage and a little nervous too. After a while, I went to my desk to fill out some reports for the work I had done during the week. I had made prior arrangements with a friend of mine to have him call me at about 10:30 am telling him that I needed to check my phone. At 10:30 am, my buddy called as I had asked him. After a bit of chit-chat, I thanked him and he hung up but I kept the phone to my ear and pretended to continue the conversation. I one point, I started talking a bit louder so that my girlfriend could hear me. I was talking in technical terms so she did not know exactly what I was talking about. Then I hung up the phone and went over to see my girlfriend. I told her that I had received a trouble call from one of my satellite buildings and that I had to go over there immediately. I told her that I would be gone for the rest of the day. She was disappointed because she figured that we would go have dinner together. I excused myself and packed up my tools to leave. Before leaving, I took out my key ring with my office door key, took my office door key off the ring and gave it to my girlfriend. I gave her very specific instructions to the effect that the key was the only one that I had and that if she left the office for whatever reason, she should always carry the key with her so that she would not be locked out of the office. I told her to keep the office door locked at all times. She took the key and put it in the pocket of her tight fitting jeans. As I was walking out the office door, I turned around and told her that if she ran out of blank forms, to look in the top drawer of the filing cabinet where I had more. I knew that I had given her just enough blank forms to make it to the early afternoon. At that point she would need more. I put the pad of blank forms in the top drawer of the filing cabinet on top of the porno magazines and mirror. I knew that when she would pick the pad up, she would see the porno magazines and the mirror. At that point, I said my goodbyes, locked and shut the office door, left the building, got into my car and drove around the block to park my car out of sight. Then I secretly made my way back to my office building on foot to the main mechanical room. What was nice about this set-up was that there were always noises of all sorts coming from the mechanical room (equipment starting and stopping, etc.). Even if I was to make some noise in the mechanical room, no one would hear it over the other noises from the machinery. I made my way to my peeping hole in the dark with only a small flashlight to guide my way to view what was going on in the next room.Once in position, I could see clearly into my office. I could see my girlfriend working at her desk. She was fully concentrated on her work. From my viewing position, had a very clear side-view of her with her tits sitting on top of the desk. She kept her working at a steady pace up until lunch, getting up once in a while to stretch her legs and rest her writing hands. I could see her walking around the room checking out the area. Once she went into the workshop side where I had old dirty boxes and equipment. She was very careful not to touch anything with her white jeans on.She left for lunch at 12:00 noon sharp. I knew she would be gone home for lunch and be back only for 1:00 pm. I got down from my viewing position and had my lunch also. I had made myself some sandwiches just for this occasion. At 1:00 pm, I heard my office door open so I made my way back up to my viewing position again. She sat down in her same position and continued working.At about 1:30 pm she ran our of the blank forms. So she got up and went around the work table to the filing cabinet and opened the top drawer. She seen the pad of blank forms and picked them up. Then I noticed her attention drawn to the porno magazines. She quickly looked around as if someone was watching her. She then put the blank forms on the working table and picked up the first porno magazine. She started by reading the note I had stuck to the front page stated "found in west fire escape stairway, to be kept on file for further investigation". She started to leaf through the book quickly taking quick glances at the pictures as she was going. She put the first one down and picked up the second one. Did the same thing only looking quickly at the pictures. On the third one, she took her time a bit more taking a better look at the pictures. She was facing the filing cabinet at this point and her back was towards me. Because I was viewing from the ceiling level, I could see some of the pictures she was looking at. One picture in particular caught her eye. It was a picture of 2 lesbians with a very close up view of their snatches. She must have looked at that picture for at least 5 minutes, turning the book upside down and sideways to get a view from different angles. After 5 minutes, she picked up the 3 books and carefully places them back in the drawer the same way she found them and closed the drawer of the filing cabinet. She went back to sit at her desk and continue her work. Once in a while she would lift her head and look at the filing cabinet as if to remember what she saw. At 2:00 pm as planned, she had finished all her work. She then neatly piled up the reports and set them in the corner of the work table. Then she sat back and rested looking around the room looking bored and twiddling her thumbs. At 2:30 pm she had still not gone back to the filing cabinet to look at the porno magazines. I figured she wasn't doing anything because she was afraid I would walk in on her and catch her. At this point, I left the mechanical room and went up to the first floor, found a public telephone and called my office to pretend to check up on how the work was going. She answered and I asked how things were going. She said that she was finished. At this point, I told that I did not have any other work for her but to make sure she numbered all the pages in numeric order. I knew this would keep her busy for about 10 minutes. This would allow me time to get back to the mechanical room and not miss any action. I told her to try and find something else to keep her busy until 4:00 pm. I told her I was just about finish my job and that with the travelling, I would be at the office around 4:15 pm. I told her it was very important to stay at the office until then so that I could get my key back from her. She told me she would find something to keep her busy and stay until I got there. I had a smile on my face at this point. I quickly ran back to the mechanical room and got into position again. She had just finished numbering the pages at this point and placed the papers neatly in a pile on the corner of the desk. She took a look at her watch. It was 2:40 pm. Another 1-1/2 hour before I would back at the office. She looked at the filing cabinet and got up, went around the work table and up to the filing cabinet. She opened the top drawer and pulled out the porno magazines and started leafing through them again. I could see her stop at the same picture as before. The picture with the close-up shots of the 2 lesbians, again turning the book sideways and upside down to view the picture from different angles. After 10 minutes, she put the magazine back in the drawer, shut the drawer and went back around the table to sit down at her usual spot. I could see her looking around and looking at her watch again. It was 2:50 pm. Then she put her right hand on the crotch on top of her jeans and I could see her finger pressing hard around her clitoris area. Her legs spread out a bit to allow better access. She looked at her watch again, got up and went to check if the office door was locked. As she was walking back, she undid her belt and unzipped her zipper on her jeans. She then sat back down. Her hand now went down her jeans on top of her underwear. I could see the outline of her hand making circular motions on her clitoris. I could see her eyes closing and her head tilted backwards. She was breathing heavy. I could see her chest going up and down. She looked at her watch again, got up and lowered her jeans and underwear by about 6 inches below her waist line, just enough to allow her hand to slip inside her underwear. Her circular motions went on for about another 5 minutes. From my viewpoint, I could clearly see her hand and the pubic hair covering her snatch. I could see that her pubic hair matched the color on her head. It must have been hard to continue masturbating in this position because she decided to get up and lower her jeans and underwear down to her knees. She sat back down and put her legs up on the table and spread her legs wide. I could see her right hand moving wildly now on the crotch area. Suddenly, she got up and wobbled over to the filing cabinet with her jeans around her ankles and opened the top drawer. She grabbed the mirror and went back to sit down. I was laughing because she was walking like a penguin with her right hand in between her legs and the mirror in her left hand. She sat down again and put her legs up on the desk. She placed the mirror in the crotch area of the pants so that she could view her hand and crotch as she was masturbating. Her right hand started going wild again and I could see she was on the verge of cumming. Then suddenly, her right hand stopped, her head flew back, eyes closed and I could see she was holding her breath. She stayed like that for about 1-2 minutes. Then she came back to life. She slowly picked up the mirror out of her pants, stood up and lifted up her underwear and jeans and buttoned up. She took the mirror back to the top drawer and arranged the drawer as it was. As you may well know, I was shaking like a leaf and was exhausted as much as her just from viewing this show. At this point, she was exhausted so she sat back down, took out a piece of paper and started writing some notes on a piece of paper.For myself, I then left the mechanical room and went and got my car. I was back at the office at 4:15 as promised. I made sure to knock to show that I did not have a key. My girlfriend came and opened the door. Her first comment: "Just on time as you said."I asked how it went (as if I didn't know... HA! HA!). She said everything went well but that she had run out of blank forms and had to take the remaining pad in the filing cabinet. She said she also found another surprise!!! I played dumb and told her I had forgotten to tell her about those. I ask if she had taken a look at them. She said she only quickly glanced through them and said it was not the type of book that had any interest for her. I could hear my brain saying, "Liar! Liar! Liar!" He, he."I thanked her for the help she gave me, paid her cash and asked if she would be interested in coming back another time. She said no problem as long as she was not working. My mind was already working overtime to set up viewing experience #2 at a later date. Maybe sooner that later. HA!! HA!! True life experienceGreyeagle_12345~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 29 |
jill2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/18/jill2.txt | Jill tossed and turned in her sleep all night, she had just lived through a long day and she knew she had another long one in front of her. She shifted between a light sleep and periods of being wide awake. When she slept, she seemed to only dream about April licking her pussy. She kept asking herself, "What did this mean? Did she really want April to do it, or was she fearful that she would?"Jill was somewhat surprised when April woke her up and told her to hurry up and take a shower and dress, that they all had to leave for the prison soon. It felt like Jill hadn't slept at all, she was still having a little trouble separating reality from her dreams.Jill showered while April laid out her clothes, the same ones from yesterday and also gave her some coconut body lotion to put on. After the shower and her rub down. Jill noticed that Red and Candy were hanging out in the kitchen, dressed in really sexy outfits. For the next hour they helped Jill with her hair and make up, because they wanted her to look just right, on the other hand Jill's mind kept wandering back to the vision of them using the strap-on, last night, but she never dared asked them about it.April bounced into the room and announced that she was ready and the four of them left the cabin and headed for the prison. Candy rode her Harley, while the other three women went in April's four by four. They arrived at the prison just after one in the afternoon. They wanted to let the families clear out, as families were allowed visits only on Saturday mornings.They checked in and sauntered into the waiting room and quickly noticed three teen-aged boys sitting there, they looked kind of young, but they knew that they were at least 18, because the prison didn't allow anyone under 18 in the prison after noontime. The three boys were sitting next to an older woman, who they guessed was their mom. The four women took some seats on the opposite side of the small waiting room."If their eyes get any wider there going to pop out of their head," April purred."Shhh..." Jill hissed."Hey! I think the big one is looking up my dress," Red moaned."Oh my god close your legs," Jill hissed.She saw that Red had her legs spread apart, her small dress was riding up her thighs, and she knew that Red didn't have panties on, in fact none of them did. Her own leather skirt was just as short, but at least she used her hand and arm to block their view. She watched as Red put her arms behind her back and the back of Candy, who was sitting on the other side, this pulled her already tight dress even tighter and higher. Jill let out a small gasp when she looked at the three boy's lustful expressions."C'mon Red quit it!" Jill moaned."What they want to look, I'm just giving them something to look at," Red purred.While Jill tried her best to cover up, all three of the other girls took their little turns teasing the boys, a move here a move there. April even bent down to retie Red's boot, giving the boys an eye full of her deep cleavage, while Red also bent down to assist her, Red's left breast somehow escaping from it's hiding place. Their teasing of the boys went on for ten minutes until a guard came in and motioned for them to follow him. "C'mon boys," the older woman with the boys barked, as she slapped the oldest looking boy on the back of the head. "You girls should be ashamed of yourselves," she hissed, as she walked by, as she was a little more aware of what had happened then she had let on, as it happened. Jill was mortified, but the other three women all laughed, they just felt like they had some harmless fun teasing the young men. After a half an hour the guard came back and got the four women. "Hey dude where's Sergeant Adams?" April asked the guard."It's Correctional Officer Lincoln," he barked."Sorry!" April moaned."Well, he is at his son's little football game, if you must know, but the wardens still around," he mumbled. April and Jill were led into the break room, slash bar room, while Red and Candy were led into the processing room for their search. Jill asked Officer Lincoln if they could all be searched together, but he said that April and Jill would have to wait, until the other girls half-hour was over, he also said it rather rudely."Jill just relax Sergeant Adams isn't even here today, so you lucked out, I don't know that guard, I think he is new, just flip your skirt up and then pull your top up and we should be all set." April said."Oh yah no sweat," Jill said sarcastically.After many nervous minutes, the door suddenly opened and a burly guard entered followed by an older gentleman, who walked with a cane and a limp."Whatever happens don't touch the wardens cane," April whispered into Jill's ear.Jill looked over at the warden, he was really old and frail looking. She figured he was in his late 70's or even 80's, but somehow he still sent a shiver down her back, just by the way he was looking at them. Jill was ever so nervous when he called the two of them over to the pool table and had them stand side by side. "My name is Warden Johnson," the old man groaned in a gravelly voice. "I have seen this one around before," he said pointing at April. "But you, you must be relatively new." he said now pointing at Jill with his cane."This is Jill Kelly, her husband is prisoner 5689-ds. He is in for drug smuggling, 10-12 years," the burly guard rambled, reading from his clipboard."A God dammed drug smuggler," the warden hissed, as Jill looked down ashamed, only to have the wardens cane lift her head back up. He went on to tell them a rambling speech about the early years, when he was in his prime. He told them about his iron fist, and finally how God had nothing over him. Jill got the sense that he had enjoyed his years and his power as the warden, and it seemed like some the guards were following in his footsteps."I still can't understand how some convicts could have such good-looking women," the warden hissed.He used his cane to run it along Jill's shoulder and then it traveled down her breast. It was all Jill could do to not bat the cruel thing away from her, it rubbed her nipple repeatedly, before he motioned for her turn around, her legs felt numb as she turned around. She felt the cane under her skirt and then it lifted up. She was mortified that the old warden would do this to her, as he was now looking at her exposed pussy and ass from behind.She felt the warden's cane on her back, pushing her forward, she reluctantly leaned over and put her hands and shoulders on the pool table. The warden then turned his attention to April, who after a quick inspection soon found herself in the same position as Jill.The guard came back in, inadvertently breaking up the action, he announced that he wanted to search the women now, but the warden said they were clean and that they could see their husbands now, much too the disappointment of the guard, who left muttering to himself.The two women adjusted their clothing and the burly guard said he would take them into the visiting room."Wow this is your luck day," April purred, but Jill was somewhat a little shaken from the wardens cane assault, plus she personally didn't feel real lucky.Jill's husband was surprised to see her at first, they didn't even tell him she was coming, but he was defiantly more surprised by the way she was dressed and the way her hair and her make up was done. "Wow honey you look so...different," Jill's husband Bob mumbled."Do you like it?" Jill asked nervously after the two had shared a long embrace."Yah, it's just, you know different," Bob managed a little stunned at his wife's transformation."My new friend April over there has been helping me with my hair and make up and some other things," Jill said looking at April.They both noticed that April was already giving her husband oral sex."That's your new friend!" Bob said, a little stunned."Is she supposed to be doing that?" he whispered.Jill was really too nervous and embarrassed to answer, she just hugged him for several minutes and tried to gather her strength, she looked down into his lap and noticed his groin was stirring."Bob would you...Want me to do that to you?" Jill whispered in his ear, barley able to get the words out."What the fuck has gotten into you?" Bob fired back."Please don't be mad, it's just, I felt so bad leaving you all excited last time, and I noticed that you were getting a little turned on," Jill said, as she stroked her husband's hair."Well it's just been so long, but baby," Bob moaned."I know honey that's why I'm making the offer, I would love to make love to you instead, I just didn't know if they allow that," Jill said while kissing Bob."But..." Bob started before being cut of by his wife's lips. "Trust me for once," she purred.Jill spent some time kissing her husband before moving down his body, and was now kneeling in front of him. She tried to hide under the table as much as possible. She pulled her husbands now erect cock out of his prison pants and began to stroke it, at first she just licked the head with her tongue, and then ran it down the shaft several times before finally getting over her fears of putting it in her mouth. She tried to remember the lessons from the night before. She began moving her head up and down, she looked up at her husband who had a shocked look on his face. She was thankful that the guard was more interested in April's blowjob than hers. She was fighting her gag reflex and applying more pressure. Her husband couldn't hold out long and blasted a shot of cum into her mouth. The first blast caught Jill by surprise as she almost forgot about that part, and then she swallowed most of it down. She used some paper towels that were on the table to clean the rest off. "All in all it wasn't that bad," she thought. She was glad for one thing that if she had to suck dick at least the first dick she sucked was her husbands and not some piece of shit guards. She still didn't know how she was going to handle that.The guard took away their husbands and the two women cleaned up in the women's room. They giggled away like two schoolgirls as Jill told her story to April. Jill felt a strange sense of pride as she had conquered her fear, while also pleasuring her husband. As they were leaving the room the guard that had been denied his strip search by the warden stopped the girls."Hey you aren't leaving yet, I enjoyed your little show Jill, but really hiding under the table. C'mon into the break room and show me what you were hiding," he said grabbing Jill by the arm."Hey asshole, you're hurting me," Jill cried. "Yah back off, she's with me!" April barked, as she freed Jill from the guard's grasp."Yah well Sergeant Adams ain't here to protect your sweet ass, so you can get in there too, big tits," the guard barked, as he blocked their path."You'll get out of our way if you know what is good for yah!" April hissed, as the two women stared the guard down."Hey Lincoln is there a problem here," a voice boomed off the hall walls.The two girls saw the young Deputy from their last visit, standing in the hallway. "No, no problem Deputy Duffy, just having a little fun with the ladies," the guard said."Right, April come over here," Duffy barked.April gave the angry guard the finger and then grabbed Jill's wrist and they scampered down the hall. As they chatted Deputy Duffy walked the two women to the parking lot. The two were glad that he had showed up when he did. Lucky, he had to drop off a convict that had left his work release program on Friday and he had just caught him. They stopped by his police car and April gave the young Deputy her phone number and address. "What was that all about April," Jill asked as they walked over to her truck."C'mon Jill haven't you learned that in there, no good deed goes un-rewarded," April hissed.Jill didn't even have time to think about that as she noticed Red leaning against April's truck and she was talking to one of the teenaged boys that they had teased earlier."Hey! What did you do to her?" April barked, as they noticed that Red was crying."Please April he didn't do anything," Red mumbled, trying to regain her composer. The young man seemed to panic and hopped into an old sports car and sped off."Red what the fucks going on?" Jill barked."Please, let just go, I'll tell you on the way home," she moaned, as they climbed into the truck. On the ride home Red told them her story. "The young man was waiting for us at the truck and well I was the first one out. Well I asked him what he wanted, and well at first he though we were all like strippers or more. I wasn't real surprised since the show we put on for them, and the way we were dressed, but then he got all serious and had a hard time talking, he was even chocking up a bit, so I knew it must have been serious. Then he told me about his cousin, he was the skinny one with the ball hat. Well...He has cancer and it's gotten to the point were there nothing else they can do for him," Red mumbled."Aw that's terrible, but why did he want to tell us?" April asked, as Jill was thinking the same thing."Well Ok, but don't laugh, well tonight's his cousin's 19th birthday and he wanted to know if we would come," Red said."Really, cake and ice cream with mom and dad?" April said with a laugh."I told you not to laugh, I was getting to it, he wanted to know if we would strip for his cousin, at the party?""I hope you told him that we weren't strippers." Jill barked."I did and that's where the, more, thing comes into effect. He said that while his cousin didn't fear dying, well he just didn't want to die a virgin." Red moaned, as the truck erupted in a chorus of skepticism and criticism from the two other women."Let me finish, he said that they had talked a girl from school to do it, but she backed out at the last minute, he said that the guy's older sister was even willing to do it, but they were trying to do anything to avoid that. He even gave me $247.00 that they raised for the girl."Red tell me you didn't take it?" April barked."Yah," Red said while showing them the money, which was followed by more yelling from the women, which lasted until they finally got back to April's cabin."I have to make a phone call, this sounds like some BS story. I know someone who works at the hospital. Give me that!" April barked as she grabbed the paper that had the name and address of his Uncle's house where the party was. For the next hour April made several phone calls, while Red and Jill paced in the living room. Finally April came into the living room, her eyes glassy."I guess the guys story about his cousin checks out, their parents have racked up quite a large hospital bill, my friend even gave me the doctors number, and when I finally got him, he said that there was nothing they could do for him now, it spread too far." April said before she burst into tears and ran into the bathroom."Jill I guess there is something you should know about April," Red whispered, as Jill looked at her with dripping eyes, "April lost both of her parents from cancer when she was younger." That was the last straw for Jill as she too broke down. For the next several hours Red tried to comfort the two women, although April had locked herself in the bathroom, and Jill would just bat her away. Finally the bathroom door swung open an April marched into the living room. "What are you two doing, let's get ready, we have a birthday party to attend," she barked.Jill looked up at April with a shocked face."April you can't be serious," she mumbled."What, hey if you don't want to go, there is the fucking door, just don't ever come fucking back!" April barked before she marched into the bedroom.Jill sat in stunned silence for several minutes, she had experienced a lot in a short time, but this was too much. She raced to the door, but for several more minutes, she just couldn't open it. April had become her new emotional pillar. She just didn't think she could make it anymore without April in her life. She even laughed to herself nervously. If I'm stripping with those two, who is going to be looking at me? And if the young man were going to pick one of use to have sex with after, surly he wouldn't pick me.Jill went back and opened the bedroom door, the two women looked up and smiled, before they both gave her a big hug. After some time to regain their composer, April and Red announced that they were going to show Jill how to dress for the occasion. First they dressed Jill in a sexy black underwear, and then with a short black shirt and a white silk blouse, and stripper like high-heels. While the other two women wore sexy full-length gowns over their sexy underwear. They also grabbed sexy fur jackets. Jill wondered where April got all the nice clothes, but she figured this wasn't the time or place to ask, she also remembered her husband was in prison for theft.The women followed the directions on the note and pulled up to a large farmhouse. The house was well lit up and there were several cars and trucks parked around."Well fellow strippers are we ready?" April moaned as they approached the house. Jill still felt anything but ready. The front door opened and the young man that they saw Red talking with bounced out."Wow thank God you girls really came, I told them you would, but they didn't believe me," he bellowed."Who is them and they," Jill quickly asked."Oh, I told Billy, that my cousin and his older sister Wendy, and I had to tell his parents, but that's it," the young man moaned."And his parents didn't have a problem with the whole thing," Jill asked skeptically."First, they just said Danny, that's me, you're full of shit like you always are, but finally after several tries, they said under the circumstances it would be all right," he mumbled, "come on in."The three women entered the kitchen and stopped dead in their tracts, they had expected a room full of horny teenaged boys, but instead they had walked into a family party, people of all ages and mixed sexes, each one now giving them quizzical looks."Oh you must be Billy's school friends," an older woman said."Ah yes I guess," April moaned more than a little embarrassed, while Danny was busy talking to Billy."Here girls have some cake and ice cream," the older women said handing them some plates. The women looked at either other and broke out laughing as they remembered April's comments in the truck, when she first heard of the party. April kept motioning for Danny to come back over and he finally got the hint."Danny I hope you don't think we are doing this here, in front of them!" April hissed."Oh no," Danny laughed, "I was thinking more like in Billy's room, and just for him, and well if I could watch too, that be it.""Ok, but now if you could show us his room, I mean this is more than a little uncomfortable for us," April said."What you don't like my Aunt's cake either," he laughed, although he laughed alone."All right follow me, hopefully the party should be breaking up real soon," Danny said as the women quickly followed. The three women nervously waited in Billy's bedroom, for the next half-hour,as Red took the time to explore the young man's room."Look guys a dirty magazine, Juggs, this is a sleazy one," Red purred."C'mon Red," Jill groaned as she sat in nervous tension."Good he has little boom box, and some CD's. I don't know how we forgot about music, cool he has the new Motley Crue CD." Red purred.Finally, the bedroom door opened and Danny walked in with a plain looking brunette."Girls this is Wendy, she's Billy's older sister," Danny said."I just want to thank you all, you don't know how much I want to thank you," she stammered, as the girls exchanged greetings. Billy was the next one to enter the room."Man I didn't think they would ever leave," he hissed."Bill happy birthday," Red purred as she quickly gave him a light kiss on the cheek, "this is April and Jill, we are your birthday present from your cousin and all your friends."She took Billy and sat him down on the bed against the far wall. She then turned on the boom box and putt in a CD. The other girls stood off to the side, while Danny and his cousin Wendy sat on the footlocker at the end of the bed."The boom box came alive and the sound of Girls, Girls, Girls from Motley Crue, filled the air as Red began her dance. Slowly shedding her gown and then slowly teasingly, she shed her bra and panties, with enough style and grace that would make any professional dancer proud. Jill tried to take notes as best she could, although she didn't think she could do the bumping and grinding that Red did in her next song. Red probably would have danced all night, but April interrupted her and started her own dance.April starting her strip show, she didn't dance around like Red instead she slowly peeled of her gown, and was standing right between Billy's legs as she now only wore a sheer Cami and matching G-string. She was playing, peek a boob, with Billy showing him a little and then covering back up; this went on for the next song.The next song was a fast number so April moved a little faster but was still playing the teaser, as she turned her back and slipped off her top, turning around her little Cami in front of her. She had Billy bite the Cami as she pulled away revealing her awesome breasts to the room. Billy's cousin almost fell off the footstool at the site, for the rest of the song she played with her breasts and nipples, even rubbing them over Billy's face.The next song she got down on the floor and pulled her G-string off, she again played coy using her hand and legs to slowly show more and more. Finally she stood back up so her ass was right in Billy face, she put her hands on her knees and gave Billy a face full of ass and pussy. The song ended and April grabbed Jill's hand. The song playing was a slow number, Home sweet home, It couldn't have been any more ironic because Jill had wished for nothing more than to be home right now.She slowly started to move her hips back and forth; she felt like the eyes of the other five people were burning her skin. She stared to fumble with her buttons on her blouse. She locked eyes with April who was now sitting on the bed next to Billy and it seemed to make it a little easier, she handed her blouse to April, shortly followed by her skirt, leaving her in her sexy skimpy underwear and heels. She was surprised to notice that Red was pulling Danny away, and they left the room with Wendy in tow as the music stopped."Well it looks like it's just the three of us," April purred."Billy, Do you want to take her bra and panties off for her?" April hissed."Can I!" Billy cried, as he leapt off the bed.Jill was a little surprised, but in a weird way it was a little easier this way. She felt Billy fumble with her bra clasp. Her breasts were shaking around as he tugged on the straps, April and Jill shared a light giggle. Finally Billy had the bra off and quickly pulled her panties down, before sitting back on the bed."Hot, huh, she doesn't think her body is all that special," April purred.Jill was standing on weak legs it was all she could do not to run a hide.She had never felt so naked in all her life."Hot, she's smoking, really...I'm sorry you both are, I can't wait to tell my friends," Billy moaned."Oh that's sweet," April oozed as she took a surprised Billy's wrist and brought his hand up to Jill's breast. He started to squeeze her tit like a grapefruit, which caused Jill to wince. Jill closed her eyes and tried to fantasies it was her husband touching her."No Billy, a little softer, like this," April moaned as she reached up and caressed Jill's breast, a sly smile on her face, as Billy tried to copy her actions."Wow her nipples are awesome," Billy mumbled, as April nodded in agreement."Let's check out her ass now," April moaned as she felt Jill had about all of the breast massage that she could take.Jill turned around and for the second time today, she felt pressure on her back and she instinctively put her hands on her knees. She felt a soft hand and a rough one on her backside, caressing her ass cheeks, then slowly they pulled them apart."Doesn't she have the sweetest little pussy?" April purred.Jill was mortified, never in her life did she ever think she would be used as some sort of anatomical model for a young virgin. She had to keep reminding herself of the special circumstances. "Billy have you ever had a blowjob?" April purred.He looked at April like she just slapped him in the face. "Where is my cousin, what's going on?""Relax Billy," April purred, as Jill spun around and picked up her blouse and tried to cover herself, as his outburst had snapped her from her trance as well."Danny said he had a couple of strippers for my birthday and now you're talking about blowjobs, he told you I was sick didn't he?" Billy hissed."Please Billy I didn't mean to upset you," April mumbled. "I'm not upset, I'm just a little embarrassed, I mean, I'm nineteen and still a virgin, I guess I always thought I would lose it to someone who liked me," he mumbled."Oh Billy I like you, I would have left by now if I didn't," April purred."Really, Oh you're just saying that!" Billy hissed. "No really plus I get something out of it too," April purred."What money?" Billy barked."No, I'm thirty five years old, I don't get to show many young men how to make love anymore, I mean pretty soon I'll be a old hag, and a young stud like yourself wouldn't want me anymore," April groaned.Jill watched as slowly the two warmly embraced, a small tear rolling down her check."Jill get the condoms from my purse," April whispered.Jill found the package of condoms and brought them over, she watched in stunned silence as April put a condom on the young man. She then guided him into the missionary position, Jill awkwardly sat on the bed next to them as she watched as the young man lost his virginity."I'm sorry," the young man mumbled, as he didn't last long."That's all right really, I'll let you in on a little secret guys never last long the first time, but it's still early and we still have a box of condoms." April said as she caressed the young man's face.April left and got a warm washcloth from the bathroom across the hall. She helped clean up Billy and in the process he became hard again, so she put on another condom."Would you like to do it with Jill this time?" April purred. Jill was more than a little stunned with the question, she really hadn't planed on having sex with the young man, but she just couldn't bring herself to verbalize her reasons for not doing it as she looked into his blue eyes. She somehow found herself underneath him instead, quickly she felt his hard cock penetrate her. Jill was a mixture of emotions, It had been along time since she made love, but she wanted it to be with her husband. Her mind raced with questions. Why was she doing this? She felt bad for the young man, but he had already had sex with April. How did her life take such a wicked turn? April was running her fingers through Jill's hair as Billy was slowly getting the hang of it. Jill's body was winning the tug of war of emotions, as she closed her eyes and just enjoyed the intimacy of the moment. She soon felt Billy's body become rigged and all his body weight crashed on top of her, and then it left as he rolled off to her side.April's lips soon found Jill's as she planted a soft kiss on her. When April tried to pull away Jill reached up and pulled her close. She just need April at that moment. She needed to be kissed, held, worshiped. April's lips melted in her as the two explored each other mouths and then their hands were roaming over each other bodies. The two women became lost in a lust filled moment completely forgetting about Billy for the next stretch. Audible moans escaping from Jill's lips as April's skilled fingers were rubbing Jill's aroused pussy. Jill soon became caught up in a series of powerful orgasms almost bringing her to tears. "Wow Jill that was hot," was the last thing Jill heard as closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, the long events of the day catching up to her. "Wow April that was amazing," Billy groaned."Thanks Billy, but you want to see amazing, how about that blowjob now," April whispered into Bill's ear.They carefully climbed out of the bed, and leapt into his brother's bed on the opposite side of the room. His brother had picked a bad night to sleep over his friends' house."Just so you know Billy, I will do anything you want, tonight I'm yours, just tell me what to do, but after tonight, you will never see me or us again," April said as she stroked Billy's face, "understand?"Bill shook his head, although slightly embarrassed, and still slightly confused, but not confused enough to blow an offer of a lifetime. He started by asking her to suck his dick, since she had already offered, then he had April fuck him, he then watched as she masturbated, and he even joined in and licked her pussy. After another blowjob, they took a shower together, which resulted in another blowjob, after he dried April off, he covered her from head to toe in baby oil, taking the time to explore ever inch of her, one in a million, body.April was amused by his last request as dawn approached, He wanted her to call his best friend and talk dirty to him. She figured he just wanted proof of their evening, she also gave him her panties and bra as more proof. April woke up Jill as she had somehow managed to sleep through the night, she also went and got Red out of Billy's sister's room and after they dressed, the three women crept down the stairs, not before slipping a birthday card under a now sleeping Bill's pillow. They signed the card, they also put $247.00 cash in the envelope while April included a little note, it read, "Billy hope you never forget your nineteenth birthday. I know I never will. Hope you had the time of your life!" The End of part three...Will there be more?Please send your comments to Deputy Duffy and don't forget to vote. Let me know if you want more of thisseries.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 18 |
ahousewife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/ahousewife.txt | Looking in the mirror, the reflection showed an attractive woman, and even though she was 39 years old, Mary did not feel old, just frustrated. Her children, how in the hell did she ever survive living through the childbirth and raising triplets.Her children, Danny, Brandy and Candy, were the results of a one time sexual encounter with her next door neighbor who was 20 years old, and she was a 15 year old girl. Needless to say, when it was discovered she was pregnant, dad raised the roof.When it became known that the father to be was the son-of-a-bitch guy next door, and twenty was responsible for his daughter being pregnant, dad shouted so hard and fierce, he raised the house off the foundation.Dad grabbed his revolver and as he slammed the door behind him, yelled out, "I will kill the bastard!" "No, Harry come back; leave the gun, Ellen, Mary's mother pleaded.Lucky for Butch, he was out running around with his buddies that Saturday afternoon or Harry Barton would assuredly kill the boy who knocked up his virgin daughter. When Ed and Cathy Collins heard the tirade from their neighbor, they to be upset, as Butch had another year to complete in college.Ed asked Harry to sit down and they would have a drink together and talk the problem out like they had during their days in grade, high school and college, and then the Marines where both ended up as Captains, and after Nam, came home to a bunch of pissed off young kids where got their heads bumped when they tangled with the two hard bodied Marines.Finally, the families, and Ellen had followed her husband to the neighbors, decided their children would be married, and right away.When Ellen went home to get her daughter, Cathy started dinner for all of them. She knew that if they all ate together, they would mend the problem and they would remain friends.Finding her daughter in tears, and laying on her bed looking at the ceiling, Ellen sat down next to her and asked, "How long have you and Butch been having sex, honey, and I'm not going to jump on you like daddy did, but we need to get things sorted out."Mommy, it was only once - one time, on Memorial Day, when you and daddy went to watch the fireworks.""You were a virgin when you did it with him that time?""Yeah, and mom that was the only time... honest mom, I would not tell you a lie, you know that - tell me you believe me on that.""Mary, I believe you, now you need to wash your face and we are going over to Ed and Cathy's, and get things in order, you and Butch will get married right away.""Mom, I don't want to marry Butch, not now, I still have school, and all that - I don't want to be an old married woman as a teenager.""Then you should have kept your legs together, do you know it is almost impossible to get pregnant when your legs are crossed or together," Ellen laughingly said to her daughter.This got Mary relaxed a little and she walked with her mother to the bathroom and washed her face and applied some make up. Then the two of them went next door to face her future husband.*****Mary lay in her bed and thought, how could I have let Butch have sex with me, and he hurt me as he did it and wouldn't stop until he shot his stuff in me. "Butch, you shouldn't have done it, and your didn't pull out like you promised, what if I'm pregnant?""Heck, girls don't get pregnant the first time," Butch had told her after about thirty minutes from when they had sex."No, oh no, Butch not again, I feel so sore, your too big, augh no, take it out your hurting me." Mary pleaded with the strong and large boy to not do it again, but it was impossible for her to get the youth to stop, until once more he shot his semen up into her body.Mary lay crying after the second time and it seemed like only a few minutes that Butch was once more shoving his thick cock up into her body.This time he rode the girl for a long time, and each time he was ready to unload his come in her, he would rest for a while, then start stroking deep and hard up into her body.Just before Butch was ready to cum the third time, he pulled Mary's leg up onto his shoulders and drilled her as deep, fast and hard as he could make his cock go in and out of her tight pussy. Mary and her friends all heard the rumors about her cute neighbor and that almost all the girls he dated wouldn't go out with him the second time, as they all complained, "His bone is just too damn big for any sane girl to take." Now Mary had taken it three times and she knew that she would never let him do her again.Two months later, and it was the last week of July and Mary had not had her period in June and it was over due for July. Going to the drug store, Mary bought two EPT boxes of test to see if she was pregnant, and both tested the she was indeed pregnant.Then she told her mother, her informed her father and all hell broke loose. When she had found out she was pregnant, she had considered having a secret abortion. Being a good Catholic girl this wasn't an option for her.*****Butch stood before the preacher as he watched his intended bride walk down the aisle on her father's arm and he just wanted to run away. Yet he had listened to Harry Barker tell him the day after all of them had eaten dinner and discussed he and Mary getting married."Son, you try running away or not marrying my little girl, and I will blow your cock and balls off with this 44 long barrel, you hear me, and you can't run far enough."The youth knew Mary's father was telling him the truth, and now he was saying he would take and protect and all that stuff to her and when he placed the ring on her finger and the preacher said, "I now pronounce you, husband and wife, Ronald - Butch - and Mary Collins.Then Butch kissed his bride, who up until now wouldn't even hold his hand, as she had told him, "There is no way you're going to do me until we are married, and if you try, I will tell my dad."They sat at the table during the reception, and it was elaborate, as the two mother's had come up with an invitation list of 250 people and they shared the expense. Both father's earned considerable income, and money was not the problem, the problem both men faced was one had a pregnant 15 year old daughter, and the other a son who couldn't keep his pecker out of the cute young girl.Their honeymoon was a cruise from Miami for two weeks, and they left from the reception before anyone else, as they needed to catch their plane to Miami.On board the plane, Mary reached and took her new husband's large football throwing hand in her own, and looking at him as she placed it over her right breasts, said, "From tonight and every night hereafter, you may touch me and love me, just be gentle my darling Butch.""You don't hate me for getting you pregnant, and we can have sex, is that what you're promising me - I will be gentle."They ate an early dinner and after dancing a quick dance as the staff on board the large liner knew they were newlyweds, and announced they were just married a few hours ago. Walking to their cabin, Mary was a little nervous, as she remembered how it had hurt her when they had sex that one time, will three times to be exact, but she didn't count each time separately but considered it was her first time.Butch undressed his cute bride and he was amazed to see the white lacy bra and panties his wife was wearing. "I bought these for you to see and take off, and now you shall honor me by removing the only things that is keeping me from being yours, completely my darling husband."Pulling her panties down her legs, Butch stood up and stepped back two steps from his nude wife. Looking at the girl he saw her 34-C breasts, and waist had grown just a little from being two and a half months pregnant, and was no more than 20 inches around her waist, and her legs were perfect and standing five-seven, her round hips were 34 inches around."My god, Mary you're absolutely beautiful, I did not get to see you that night in the back yard as we lay under the trees watching the fireworks in the distance, and it was so dark, you're lovely.""Thank you dear husband, and it is yours to enjoy and no one else shall ever see or take my body as you will soon do.""Mary, the hair on your pussy, it is so silky looking, and it is so blonde, do you dye it or is it that color, I don't mean to insult you, but - may I touch it?""Yes, Butch my darling husband, it is yours to touch and kiss... if you wish, you understand what that means?""Let me undress and the hair is so thin I can see your skin through the fine strands - it shines like gold when the lights touch it just right."Mary and Butch enjoyed the first night of marriage by sharing their bodies four times, until the bride told her husband, "No more, gawd you are so big, aren't you?" Then Mary told Butch what the girls all said about him and they would never date him the second time, is that true, your BIG?""Guess so, or that is what I've heard said."*****Returning from the honeymoon, Mary had found the large cock could give her untold pleasures and she climaxed nearly every time they engaged in sex.Her first doctor's visit was one of an extreme interest to both Mary, her mother and mother-in-law and she invited them to accompany her to see her obstetrician, who also was a pediatrician. After the normal test, and then she had Mary lay on the exam table while she did an ultra-sound of the baby in her womb."Hum - what do we have here, this is something," Dr. Susan Elders asked in somewhat excited voice, that made all three of the women become concerned?"What is wrong Dr. Elders, is something wrong with my baby," Mary had asked as she watched the doctor's face""Mary, what is wrong is right, let me see now, yes, we have, let me make certain, one - two - three babies, look on the screen and follow my pointer."The babies were all healthy and they grew and they were now 21 years old and recently completed college, and all three had been accepted for grad school, and the girls were going to Harvard, while Danny was going to MIT.*****"Damn you Butch, how could you have cheated on me, and evidently for the past five years?" Mary was seated at her husband's computer, which he had failed to turn off. Always before if she tried to get into his system so she didn't need to turn hers off, and she could get a research problem answered, it was impossible to get past his sign on security wall.This time was different, she was reading email after email and viewing photographs of his women, and they were all young, perhaps mid-to late twenties, and then she about crapped in her undies."Hi lover... it is just me... tried IM... guess u still at work... I can't wait until Wednesday... did u like being my first... a boy in my 8 grade class wants to date me... told him he wasn't my type... mom is calling must go... I bleed all night after u made me a woman... I send u these pics by vidcam... first my face... them my boobs... do you like then... they are only 32A... you bit my right 1 and it was sore... now I will show u... u called it YOUR PUTTYCAT... hope u like seeing it... not much hair... u like just hair around top... when will it grow... see... u, Jessica... luv u""Eighth grade, hell she is only 12 or 13 years old, and hell she can't be the Morrison kid, but it sure as hell is, god damn you fucking idiot, Butch you will end up in jail for the rest of your life, and how many other underage girls, have you done since me?"Looking through the entire emails on the site, he found other young girls, and they were all 12 through 17 years old. Knowing she had a gold mine, Mary got out some blank disk, and being coping the complete email files and the photos, and by the time she was done, there were four complete disks and one partly full disk.Clicking on the files, she set them all up to be erased, and then she reorged the files several times, and tried the recover program she had on disk, but could not recover the files. Doing the disk defrag, and then she turned off the computer. Mary was a computer engineer and worked from home, and she knew that her viewing the files could not be discovered.*****Getting into the shower, Mary took a hot one and after washing her hair, dried it and her self, and dressing up in a fashionable cocktail dress, and forgetting a bra, and putting on a garter belt and then black stockings, she knew that her 36-B breasts look nice under the dress, and especially with the nipples just slightly showing in their excited state.Walking to the garage, Mary called a friend of hers, and attorney and asked him to meet her at the bar at Rockefeller's Steak House at four, and she would be waiting - Barry, it is very important.Mary arrived at the steak house around a quarter after three, and as she walked through the restaurant, she felt the eyes of the men who had left their work before the officers were closed for an early start toward happy hour. Setting on the stool and crossing her legs, Mary did not look but hoped the tops of her stockings showed and some tanned skin. This was one of her and Butch's favorite watering holes, and most of the regulars knew she and her stupid prick of a husband. This was the first time she had dressed in such a teasing, if not slinky.William Carter, who had tried to feel her up at many parties spotted her and looked at her legs, being the bitch this afternoon, she pretended to not notice that when she crossed her legs, he could view all the way to the crotch of her thong panty.Barry arrived a few minutes before four, and as he arrived she told William and his horn dog of a friend, whom she didn't know, "Now my attorney is here - so now do you believe me, and Barry is there a law against a man try to touch a woman's legs, ass and tits - if so, I want to sue one such asshole."When Barry had been served his martini, they made small talk for a while, then Mary dropped the bomb shell, "Barry, my prick of a husband has been cheating on me... and it gets worst, one of the most recent one of his conquest is on 12 or thirteen.""Mary, that doesn't sound like Butch, he wouldn't touch a kid - hell he could end up in prison for life with touching a girl that age, I think your over looking something on this...""Nope, just plain nope explains it all, I have computer disk with the photos and emails, including the one from - hang on for this one my good friend - Jessica Morrison, you know, Jeff and Tammy Morrison's youngest daughter.For the next hour they discussed the matter and Barry advised Mary that they both might need to report this to the police, as the girl was only 12 years old and sex with someone that young called for life with no parole. "What do you want me to do, Mary?""Get his ass out of the house and a restraining order so he can't contact me or see me within 35,000 miles, and a divorce."*****After Barry left, Mary walked to her car, and she noticed it was nearly five-thirty, and she decided to drive to the new place that had just opened called the, "Spanish Bar-U-Hate" and see what it was like. In five minutes Mary had pulled up to the valet and as she left her car, gave him only the car key.Inside the bar was bedlam, and the as she made her way through the crowd, she felt hands "accidentally" sliding across her thighs, hips and one even had gripped her crotch in a somewhat friendly way.Mary looked at the young man who had the nerve to touch her in the most intimate way that the others didn't and she smiled and told him, "Thanks, I need that more than you, even if I have three children your age."When she reached the bar, she looked around the stools were taken as were all the tables, and the crowd was evidently more than the occupancy permit allowed.A man looked at her and got off his stool and told her, "I'm leaving in a couple of minutes, just as soon as I finish this drink, so have the seat." After she gave the bartender her order, Mary liked the touch the bartenders, waiters and waitress had for uniforms.Each wore a sombrero, and the men had shirts that showed part of their chest and the tight toreador bull fighter's pants. The young waitresses had on blouses that were of the shoulder, and Mary thought that none of the women had less than 34-D breasts and she knew a few were at least 38-C with what the roundness showed was assistance from some form of implant.Three times she told the man next to her not to touch her again, the fourth time she informed him she was an undercover officer and if he did it one more time she would take her weapon and ruin his balls. Then she saw the young guy, who had grabbed her crotch, and she looked at the junk of a man next to her trying to crop feels, she comes my back up, I suggest you get your ass out of this bar before you end up in jail for sexual assault.Mary watched the man walk away and she invited crotch man to join her. After introducing themselves to the other, she found out that Prentiss Conrad was a recent graduate from State and had just started a job as a project engineer for a computer software company. Within minutes, they were enjoying speaking about their work, and finally Mary asked, "I'm hungry, let's go somewhere and have a nice dinner."Mary got her car from the valet, and she noticed he was rude in looking at her and evidently did not like her being with the cute young man, and not accepting his earlier invitation to have a date after he got off work.Not handing the valet a tip, Mary whispered, "Prentiss is going to fuck me tonight and he will be only the second man in the world to have done so- if you weren't such an asshole it might have been you."*****They were in a motel room and Prentiss had watched Mary undress, and after she had slipped her dress down over her hips and stepped from it, she stood before the young man in only her thong, garter and stockings and heels.Then Mary removed her panties and knew that the younger man like her pubic hair, and the darkness of it was highlighted by her tan, and there were no tan lines as she sunbathed in the nude in her back yard.When Prentiss was down to only his shorts, Mary could see he was nearly erect, and when he pulled his boxer shorts down over his hips and let them fall at his feet and then step toward her, she could not believe the size of the first black cock she had ever seen. My god, he is nearly twice the size of Butch... hell that thing will kill me."Prentiss, how damn big is that black monster you have growing between your legs?""I guess like all guys, I've got six inches, more or less," the black young man laughingly replied. "Why, it won't hurt you.""Prentiss, my soon to be ex-husband is large and I mean large, in fact he about killed me when he got my virginity, and his is the only one ever to be up me, so you go slow and easy.""Yes, work it in like that, not fast - easy for gawd sake, my god you're huge... Prentiss move it in and out a little at a time till I get used to you... aughhhh, hell you all the way in... lay on me for a moment, then work it slow until I get use to you... gawd Prentiss."For the next five minutes, Mary felt her insides being touched where no cock had ever touched before, and ever as large as Butch was, he could not stroke her in the groves and crannies deep up her pussy... then she felt it happening and she cried out in a long wail, "Prentiss... I'm cuming... aughhhh... yes... now faster and harder... oh hell fuck me... yes... Prentiss... your cock, give me your cock... deep and hard... harder... harder... I'm there... Aughhhhh... oh my gawd...!"With her body racked with the large black cock, she felt so full and her climax was hitting her so strong, stronger than she had ever cum before, then she felt her body letting down her urine... she was peeing and did not care... sensations were floating throughout her body and she was cumming over and over.*****Three months later she was divorced, and was flying to Brazil for a three week honeymoon. Looking out the window as they approached South America, Mary looked down at the ocean and watched ships plying through the blue ocean waters. "Prentiss, are you still happy with me... you have shown me so much in life in such a short time?"Upon the return from their honeymoon, the couple enjoyed each day as the started to prepare for work. Mary was working on her newest design for a processing system for an electrical supply company, and when she answered her phone, she listened as Dr. Joyce Yost told her that her test for cervical cancer were positive.END |
saving.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/saving.txt | It all started when my sister got divorced last year after almost 20 years of marriage. She needed some work done around her house so I drove there on a Saturday morning and planned all day and to stay the night. Since the divorce my sister has been short on money so I do what I could to help her out. My sister is 2 years older than me and both of her kids are in college. I would drive the 3 hours about one weekend a month and sometimes bring my wife and kids, but most of the time I'd come alone to just get the work done.My sister was living alone and she always looked forward to my visits and the companionship. She hadn't dated since her husband had left her and I felt she still blamed herself for him leaving her to fuck and eventually marry his 25 year old assistant. We worked all day outside and were pretty dirty and sweaty by late afternoon, so my sister said I could take a shower first, so I headed in to the bathroom to get cleaned up before dinner. After showering I realized that I had forgotten to bring clean clothes into the bathroom so I just wrapped the towel around my waste and headed to the guest bedroom. As I was walking by my sisters room, I glanced in through her partially open door and saw her getting undressed for her shower.I am not sure what possessed me, but I just stood there and stared at her. Her shirt was already off and she had her back to me. I watched her take her bra off and then she slid her panties off to stand there naked with her back to me.For a lady in her 40s, my sister still had a nice body, it made me wonder why her husband had run off, even with a 25 year old girl, my sister still stacked up just fine.I was daydreaming and was caught off guard as she turned around. She saw me standing there and at first her eyes went wide in surprise and she tried to cover her self up with her hands. But then her expression turned from surprise to intrigue and she slowly lowered her hands to expose her breasts and pussy area that was shaved clean. I started getting a hard-on she looked down at it. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs essentially inviting me to come in to join her. I knew what was happening was wrong, and I didn't want to cheat on my wife, but this was my sister and I loved her, and could I really cheat if it was my sister?Those thoughts were buzzing through my head as I dropped my towel to expose my 6 inches of stiff manhood that she had inspired into hardness. I walked towards her and knelt down by the bed and leaned forward, pushing my tongue into her starving pussy crack.My sister laid back on the bed and grabbed a pillow to covered her face, I assume to fantasize that it wasn't her brother eating her out. I didn't mind and I worked my tongue in and out and up and down and stuck my finger in her pussy and massaged her love tunnel gently. It didn't take much to bring her off. Her pussy had obviously been neglected for some time and she was super responsive.It was a glorious sight to watch my sibling gasping for air and her body jerking to the rhythm of my fingers and her orgasmic spasms.After she had begun to catch her breath, she scooted over to the edge of the bed with her butt hanging off the side of the bed enticing me to take the next step. My sweet sister looked at me and in a small voice, she almost whispered, "Fuck me." She wanted me to plunge my cock into her for her incestuous gratification. Again I knew it was wrong, but I had a huge stiff problem that needed attention and it wouldn't listen to reason, so I brought my cock to her opening and slowly started to enter her deprived pussy. My wonderful sister started to push back some to confirm she wanted this as much as I did. So I started to eagerly pump my cock in and out of her slick love tunnel, letting it slide all the way out and then thrusting it in as fast and deep as I could. I kept this up for a few minutes, but soon I knew I couldn't last any longer, it all felt just too good.I thrust in one last time and strained my body against hers and started cumming deep into my sisters pussy. She still had the pillow covering her face so I pressed against her moving my throbbing cock in and out of her until I started going soft. Finally I pulled out and there was my cum dripping out of my sister's pussy. I stood there for a second and she didn't move the pillow away from her face, so I decided she didn't want to admit what we had just done, so I left the room to clean up. A few minutes later I heard the shower. ***I waited for her in the family room and we decided to go out to dinner. We didn't talk about what had just happened. We acted like everything was normal. When we got home we watched TV for a while and then went to bed. I brushed my teeth as I always did, but as I was passing by my sisters room, she called out, Do you want to sleep in here tonight?I stopped. Of course I did. But what about my family, my wife and kids? This was wrong, but then... I realized that my sister was hot, that the sex we'd had earlier had been some of the best I'd ever had, I turned around and went on in to her bedroom.She was under the covers but I knew she was naked. I removed my shorts and stood there for a moment, letter her get an eyeful then I climbed into bed with her. My cock was hard and ready for action. She then gave me the pillow this time, basically butting it over my face. Not knowing what else to do, I held it in place and laid back as she slid under the covers and took me into her mouth. She started stroking and sucking me for a few minutes and then stopped. She then climbed on top of me and slowly lowered herself onto my erect pole. I reached up and found her boobs and pinched and twisted her nipples which she definitely liked because I could hear her moaning softly. Then my sister started riding me, slowly at first, but then she quickly picked up the pace as her excitement built, until she was riding me like a wild woman, and finally I heard her scream, "YES! YES! FUCK YES!" As she came and then she slowed her rhythm for a few moments, then picked up the pace again until I came, filling her womb for the second time that night.Afterwards, we lay there naked, with me holding, still plugged deeply into her, with her quietly say, Thank you, thank you, over and over again until we fell asleep. ***In the morning I woke to find her hand on my hard prick and she was under the covers with her head on my chest. A I came fully awake, she started stroking me and would once in a while pause to take me into her mouth. She would then go back to stroking me until I was about ready to blow. Then finally as I began to squirm around, she finally to pity on me and took me into her mouth against, but this time she polished my knob frantically until I came, making her gag a little bit.She swallowed my cum and then released me but still stayed under the covers holding my flaccid cock. Then I heard her whisper that I should go take my shower since I had to head home. I didn't say anything, I slid out of bed and did as she said, I took my shower. After I got dressed she was still in her bedroom, now with the door shut, so I waited for a few minutes, but then I left without anything being said about what had happened.Until the night before, I never had any real thoughts or desires about sexual relations with my sister. I have always thought she was pretty, but I hadn't gone beyond that and I assume she had been the same about me. What happened between us was totally unexpected and I knew I would never let it happen again. I called her a couple weeks later to see if she needed more help and she said she's talked with her ex-husband and he had come up with some money so she had hired a local handy man to get the work done. After a long silence she finally told me that in no way had she planned what had happened the weekend before. Although she knew it wasn't right, she said that she would not want to change a thing and she thanked me for being so understanding with her. She then told me how she had lain in bed for several hours after I had left thinking about how she had been feeling sorry for herself and not pursuing friendships with men since the divorce. She also told me she called a nice guy that had lost his wife and had been showing interest in her. Epilog:My sister and her new friend went out regularly and six months later they moved in together. They got married about a year after that and at the weeding she gave me a big hug and told me that, that one night we had together woke her up and saved her, and she thanked me, again. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 43 |
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[email protected]***Chapter 1Damn, now what was he going to do? Now he owed his bookie another $5,000 and he had nothing to pay him or even cover his normal bills. He had just made a desperate bet on a college basketball game and the score wasn't even close to the spread. He was screwed. With the money he already owed his bookie and with no way to get the money, he knew he would be getting a visit soon from the bookie's enforcer's.Since the economic downturn his normally high income had nearly disappeared. His boss was always on his ass to bring in more sales from his clients. Most of them were hurting too. Only one was doing well, sucking up money from the stimulus bills, working on infrastructure jobs. The owner of The Samuels and Masters Company, commonly known as S&M, was 20 years Bill's senior and totally repulsive. In addition, Ed Samuels hated Bill after he had refused Ed's advances. Since then, Bill had been forced to give the lowest bids he could get away with and even give up a large percentage of his commission, just to keep S&M as a client. Ed was a small hairy man about 5 foot 5 and about 200. He was obese and always smelled of stale semen and sweat. Bill was straight as an arrow and not interested in the least in Ed's advances, even for the potentially huge amounts of commission to be had for cooperating. Considered a hunk by most women and many men, he was used to getting hit on. Years of work with iron reinforcing bars used in large scale concrete jobs had made his already ripped body into the envy of even his powerfully built crew. At one time he had been the foreman of a small specialized group of iron workers. With the way the economy had been acting for the last couple of years, he had moved into business to business sales and until last year he had done very well. His older sister, an attorney in a prominent law firm, had bailed him out before and since hooking up with her asshole boyfriend, she had cut him off. His hot shot younger brother, a government economist, and his bitchy new wife, a vet specializing in race horses, had money but they too had long ago stopped feeding his addiction. Fortunately, it should be a couple of days before the enforcer would make a visit. Maybe...He had his regular monthly poker game tonight and fortunately it was his turn to host. That meant he was also the bank. He wouldn't need to put up cash for the buy in. Normally he won several hundred, sometimes thousands, in these games. They were "friendly" games with his old buddies from his construction days. A little more than his normal winning's would fend off the bookie's and he could throw a fuck into the old bag who owned the building to keep a roof over his head. His buddies were arriving. They were all big men, most of them coming together in the same car. All except one lived in Philly and due to the slow economic conditions, decided to car pool. Jim, his best friend from high school and the man who got him his first job in construction, came in his own truck since he lived only a few miles away. Jim, was six foot three and 220. In high school he had been a senior lineman on the same football team as Bill, a star fullback as a freshman. Ivan was huge, six foot six and nearly 300. Everyone called him Ivan The Terrible because of his short temper and the time he spent in jail due to his numerous assault convictions from bar fights. Paul was a smaller man but very fit at six foot and 180. Paul was a very handsome black man and considered a ladies' man by the others since he was frequently seen with beautiful slutty looking women. Normally another man on the crew known to them simply as Rico was there too. Today he had something else to do so Paul had brought a friend, Buster, with him. No one objected since guests to their games were not unusual and fresh money was always welcome. Paul's friend, was black too and even though not as tall as the others, was massive with most of his bulk in tree trunk legs, huge shoulders and at least 24 inch arms. He was heavily scarred around his eyes with a nose that had obviously been broken several times. Even amongst the other large men, Buster was intimidating but seemed friendly enough.Everyone bought $500 worth of chips to get the game rolling, paying the bank, Bill, in cash. As the bank, Bill simply took his chips from the cart without putting in cash. As host, this was the normal routine and no one objected. After almost three hours and several beers, Bill had been losing steadily, mostly to Buster who was very adept at spotting Bill's bluffs. Bill was beginning to panic. He had already drawn additional chips from the bank twice, owing $1500 to the bank. Knowing he had no money to pay the bank back and hence, Buster or the other winner's, Bill made another big mistake. During a break in the action for food, Bill substituted a reader deck, marked cards. They were the same color and with a similar pattern on the back but Bill could read the backs as easily as the fronts. After the break, Bill's "luck" changed and he began winning. Foolishly he won every hand from that point on. After an hour he was up $2,000 and that would have been plenty to stave off his bookie and catch up on other immediate debts. Like most gambling addicts his need overrode his intellect, he pushed on to "get well."Suddenly Buster swore and halted the play with the pot of that hand at almost $1,000.Everyone had folded except Bill, Buster and Jim. Buster, calming down, said, "Jim, let me show you a magic trick. In your hand you have two aces and three tens." Astonished, Jim blurted out, "Damn, how did you do that!"Not answering, Buster said, "Bill, you have a small straight to the 10." The others had not been paying much attention but alerted to these incredible announcements, as one, blurted, "what the fuck!"Bill went pale, started to stand and after a pause, slumped into his chair, caught. Buster explained, "After the break Bill began winning and never lost a hand. That's just not possible. So, I've been watching him and finally figured it out. Bill put in a marked deck at the break and he's been reading all of our hands. Paul, your good buddy has been cheating all of us for the last hour!"Buster just sat there staring at Bill, a snarl on his face. Ivan stood up and roared. "You son of a bitch." He knocked the table over in his rush to grab Bill who had jumped up to run. Ivan put Bill into a full nelson and began swinging and shaking Bill like Bill was a child, nearly breaking Bill's neck. Paul got up and pushed the knocked over chairs out of the way. "Hold him still Ivan!" He punched Bill in the gut so hard his fist seemed to sink to his backbone. Buster, not to be left out, reached down, grabbed Bill's left ankle in his crushing fist and lifted it straight up and out to the left. He reared back his massive right arm and punched Bill square in the balls, crushing them against his crotch and knocking the breath out of Bill. "How do you like that you cock sucker," roared the massive black. Jim, knowing about Bill's gambling problem but not believing his high school buddy would cheat him, was pissed off too. However, he was afraid that Buster would destroy Bill's balls and that Ivan, would kill Bill in his insane rage. Jim tried to come to Bill's aid, pushing Paul to the side. "Don't kill the son of a bitch. He can't pay us back for this if he's dead," he said as he tried to physically stop Buster. It was like trying to move a mountain. His impotent struggles, however, succeeded in distracting Buster and Ivan temporarily.The short relief from pain, earned by Jim, allowed Bill to suck his right leg up to partially block another blow from Buster. It nearly worked. Undeterred, Paul reached over and grabbed his other ankle and between them, Buster and Paul pulled Bill's legs up and into a splits that would have been the envy of a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader. Feeling the terrible pain from his heavily strained tendons and knees, Bill screamed. This time Buster grabbed Bill's large package, cock and balls together, in his huge paw and started to squeeze relentlessly. It hurt so much Bill was breathless. He couldn't scream or talk. Soon he passed out from the pain and slumped, bonelessly in Ivan's iron like grasp. Temporarily satisfied, Buster let go of Bill's manhood and released his left leg. Paul did the same. Calming down, Ivan dropped Bill's lifeless body to the floor, kicking him in the ass as hard as he could. Breathing hard from his attempt to keep Bill alive, Jim said, "Let's punish him but make him pay us back for his cheating. I think he should entertain us the rest of the night and then pay us $2000 each as compensation."Looking around the circle of angry men, he noticed them calming down and beginning to grin. Bill would live after all but this would begin a major change in his life. Chapter 2Bill started to come to. He was in a lot of pain. He was sick to his stomach and his balls were on fire. It felt like someone had pulverized his large balls and ripped his legs off. As he tried to hold his pain filled balls, he discovered that his arms were tied behind his back and his legs were tied as well. In addition, he was naked!He looked over and saw his buddies and Buster sitting around the poker table laughing, swapping lies.Jim had been watching for life in Bill. He was pissed at his old friend but not enough to see him permanently injured or killed. He had convinced the others that humiliating Bill would be a fun way to get even with him and better than maiming or killing him."Well you traitorous bastard, I see you're amongst the living again. You owe me your life. The others wanted to dump your bound body in the Delaware river."Bill, still in a lot of pain and scared to death, whimpered, "I'm so sorry. I owed my...""I don't care why you did it. I've come up with a solution for you but you have to agree to be our servant and follow any order we give you until you pay us each $2,000. You can keep your job during that time. We won't tell your boss what you've done because he'll fire you. We won't hurt you any more except punish you if you disobey. In any event, the punishments will not harm you permanently and once you pay off the $2,000, you're free. If you fail to pay your debt in a timely manner as we determine, Buster will pound your balls until you're a eunuch. He'll use his connections to sell you to some very nasty owners of a brothel in Eastern Africa. Those cold blooded brothers will just love a hunky white boy like you. You won't last 6 months. One thing for sure, we'll get our $2,000. Buster tells us we can get way more than the $8,000 for your ass so you better make your payments quickly before we lose patience.""I can't do that! I can't raise that kind of money fast! What do you mean, servant?" Bill whined. Paul smiled, "Well, we've decided that your first service is to entertain us tonight. After that you'll know what your 'service' will be like."Jim, already prepared, unwrapped Bill's legs. They had been tied with lamp cord. He picked up some thin running shorts and slid them up Bill's powerful legs. They had a hem of about 3 inches and without a jock they barely held Bill's huge swollen nuts and large cock. Still, he was covered enough. Next after releasing Bill's wrists, he took Bill's T-shirt and using his knife, he cut the bottom off, leaving only enough shirt to cover the middle of his pecs. Bill's 8 pack and treasure trail were fully exposed along with most of his pecs to the nipple. Bill was given some flip flops and told to turn around so everyone could inspect him. Bill was blushing. He felt like a street hustler. The others roared in laughter. Jim advised, "This is your home uniform until you pay us the $2,000. When you get home from work, you will change into this outfit and wait for our call to give you your assignment for the day. You can wear nothing else without permission from one of us. Some days you'll be busy, others you'll have to yourself. I'll be over from time to time to make sure you behave. You will sign over your pay checks to me and I'll pay all of your normal bills, keeping the rest to pay your debt to us. If you have other needs you can earn more money any way you want as long as you check with one of us first. The first person paid will be Buster since he figured out what a scum bag you are first." Buster announced, "Now for tonight's entertainment. You're straight, aren't you cock sucker?" Bill announced, "I'm straight." Buster responded, "Well, so are we so you're safe there." Buster got up as did the others and walked to the door. "Come along.""But I can't go outside like this," Bill exclaimed. "Misbehaving already cock sucker?" Smirked Buster. Swifter than Bill could fathom, his shorts were around his ankles and he was over Ivan's lap, his firm fuzzy white ass in the air with Ivan's huge palm smashing down. Ivan kept raining slaps down on his ass using his full strength, alternating right cheek, left, right. Immediately Bill started begging for mercy. Ivan ignored his cries while the others laughed. Bill begged for mercy over and over, his ass reddening and his skin starting to break from the force. His ass was actually on the verge of bleeding, red hot and bruising. Finally, Ivan stopped and asked if Bill would be a good slave boy and obey his betters. Bill snorted and sniveled, humiliated for breaking down and acting like a kid. "Yes Sir, I'll be good," he choked. Ivan contemptuously dumped Bill to the floor on the his sore ass. The men hustled the hunky humiliated former friend to their SUV and drove a couple of miles to the adult book store on Route 11. It was a large building that had been a landmark on that road for decades. As one of the only stores of its kind within 50 miles except for Philly, it attracted people from the entire region. It was sleazy but clean and orderly. In addition to video booths in the back it had racks of adult toys, magazines and videos suited to all orientations and fetishes. Paul ordered Bill, "We're all going in except for Ivan. He's staying here to make sure you don't run. After we're all in, you will enter the store and go up to one of the clerks. You'll respectfully say, 'Sir, I'm a pervert and I need your help. I need a medium butt plug, a metal cock ring, nipple clamps, a parachute for my balls and I need you to help me to select a good dildo to practice cock sucking. Will you help me?' Here's my credit card. Pay for your purchase with that and I'll add that to the $2,000 you owe me." Bill exclaimed, "He'll think I'm a sick pervert. I can't do that!"Ivan said, "You never learn, do you cock sucker? You earned another ass whipping for your misbehavior. I can strip you again and do it here in the parking lot or I can do it after you obey and in the privacy of your apartment. Your choice but either way, you'll do what you're told. What's your choice?"Bill's shoulders slumped, "I'll do what you say." Except for Ivan, they left the SUV and entered the store. Ivan held him firmly by his hair and marched him in. When he opened the door he saw the others along the walls but separately pretending to shop. He went to the clerk and stammered his prepared request. Smiling widely, the clerk said, "Sure pervert, I'll be happy to help you." Together they gathered the requested toys. The clerk, thinking Bill had a need to be humiliated, cooperated. As each item was selected the clerk loudly announced, "Is this the butt plug you were looking for sir? Is this the cock ring you were looking for sir?" This pattern continued throughout the list of toys "the pervert" had requested. Everyone in the store was grinning at the exhibitionist hunk and the clerk. A man and woman couple were nudging each other and laughing at Bill. Finally as they were finishing up, the clerk selected a 7 inch "cyber cock," a very realistic feeling dildo about 1.5 inches in diameter with two movable balls in a large scrotum at the bottom. The high tech dildo had a soft very realistic outer layer with a firm inner core. The dildo even had a vibrator embedded within it with a long white cord and battery pack. The clerk, unable to contain himself, loudly asked, "Will this cock be suitable for your practice sessions, sir?"Bill trying to end his humiliation, quickly whispered it was. The clerk, pushing it, grabbed a condom off the nearby counter, unwrapped the big dick and slid it on. Handing the cock to Bill, he said, "Try it sir to make sure. Just put your head back to straighten your throat. Raise your arm above your head and slide the cock down your throat." Looking over at Paul, who nodded, he took the condom covered cock and started sucking at the tip. Paul, unhappy with Bill's lack of cooperation, walked over and said, "Bill, you can do better than that. Deep throat that thing!" Wanting the torment to stop, he followed the clerk's instructions and tried shove the big dildo into his throat, choking and gagging but still trying to do as he was told, fearing Ivan's wrath. With his arm up, his cropped shirt rose, exposing more of his naked chest. His shorts rode up on one side as well, allowing his huge cock to flop out, revealing a reddened cock head. He was standing in an adult store in thin white shorts and half T, his cock hanging out for all to see while he tried to force a cock into his throat and not puke all over the store. Meanwhile several men and a couple of women were laughing and clapping, enjoying the show. Just then, Ed Samuels, the owner of The S&M Company, attracted by all the ruckus, came out of the back of the store having just watched an hour of hot gay videos. Chapter 3Samuels, astounded by the exhibition taking place before him, rushed over to get a better look. "So Bill, you're not the straight jock you pretend to be," Ed laughed. Bill, blushing and about to run from the store, was grabbed by Paul. "Ah Bill," looking over to the troll that was ED, "who's your friend?"Red faced, Bill took the cock from his mouth and tried to hide it behind him. "He's one of my best customers," he stammered. "Excellent, Bill. Sir would you like to join us. Bill's agreed to entertain us this evening?" Paul asked. "You bet. I'd love to be entertained by Bill. In fact, I've asked him to do that before. What a treat," claimed Ed, very happily. Bouncing up and down on his toes like a kid, Ed asked, "May I pay for your purchases as my share of the fun?"Paul happily agreed and Ed rushed to the toy wall, removing leather wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, collar, snap clips and a spreader bar. He piled his additions on the counter and pulled out a wad of cash, paying for all of the purchases. Paul instructed Bill to thank the clerk for his help, which Bill did, still blushing. All of them left. Paul, taking over as leader, ordered, "Bill get that cock sucking training aid back in your mouth! Don't take it out until I tell you. It's obvious you need the practice." The two vehicles pulled up to Bill's home and just then his landlady came out to her car to go to her friend's house. She greeted her strangely dressed, cock sucking tenant and smiled. She filed the event and his perverted behavior away for later. It had given her an evil idea.After entering the apartment, the men arranged the chairs in a circle, moving the table into the kitchen, leaving a large space in the middle of the room. Jim stated, "OK Bill, time for the show. Take your cock toy out of your mouth, and unwrap your new toys. Strip."Once nude, hiding his cock and balls from Ed with his hands, he stood there in the middle of the room, facing away from Ed. He waited for the worst, it came.Ivan got up from his chair, took the wrist cuffs and put them on Bill. He clipped them behind his back. Sitting down again he pulled Bill over his knee and began spanking Bill's already bruised ass. "I promised you a spanking for disobedience and I keep my word," he growled, happily. Ed pulled out his cell phone and took pictures of Bill's magnificent ass as he squirmed and cried out from the brutal spanking. This time the spanking was over quickly since it was only being done to embarrass Bill in front of his client and to make a point. Bill, defeated and humiliated, sank to his hands and knees, his head down with tears streaming from his eyes. His sore cock and balls swung below, his ass cheeks spread, unveiling his pink virgin asshole. Ed gleefully and quickly took several more pictures. The men watched their beaten traitorous former buddy silently and coldly. Finally Paul spoke up. "Get up and display your ass, cock sucker. Show everyone how well Ivan took care of your candy ass."Obediently Bill stood and turned around showing his red ass to all of the men in the room. Paul ordered, "spread those pretty pink cheeks and show everyone your asshole. I want to see if you've been taking it up the ass like the faggot you are."Sniveling in embarrassment, Bill complied, showing his very red virgin ass to his former friends and his best client. Ed made sure to get a picture as Bill slowly turned completely around and exposed himself. "OK, Bill, time to try out your new toys. Get some lube," Paul ordered.Broken, Bill obediently got some Eros silicon lube from his night stand and handed it to Paul. Paul lubed up the butt plug and handed it to Bill, "Bend over, spread your cheeks and stick this in your ass, cock sucker."He tried to insert the medium butt plug into his virgin ass but it just wouldn't go in. He kept losing his balance and it hurt like hell. Finally Ed sat down and ordered, "Get over my knee. I'll get it in!" Dazed by the horror of what was happening, Bill did as he was told. Ed grabbed the toy from Bill's slippery hand and lubed the butt plug again. First he inserted his now slippery forefinger into Bill's squirming tight ass, adding more lube. Ed screwed the butt plug in, finally giving it a hard shove and it popped in. Bill's ass seemed hungry as it sucked in the last part. The black oval base was flush with his ass crack as the long thick plug filled Bill's virgin ass. Bill awkwardly got up from Ed's lap and again Bill started shuddering as he heard Ed take another picture of the hunk's plugged ass. Buster spoke next, "My turn," as he put the ankle cuffs on Bill and attached the spreader bar. He poured some lube into his hand and roughly grabbed Bills sore balls. After applying a generous amount of lube to Bill's balls, he squeezed one of Bill's large balls through the ring, then the other. Each ball was a tight fit for the two inch diameter ring. Embarrassed, Bill's large cock was soft but all of the handling of his balls started his cock to chub up. Quickly Buster grabbed Bill's foreskin, drew it through the ring and pulled the hardening cock through the ring as well. With both his cock and balls pulled through the tight ring, Bill's large cock started to fill out. It hardened visibly and quickly until its full 9 inches was rigid and red. Buster upended the Eros bottle and poured a generous portion on the steel hard cock as well as some on his large balls, still sore from their earlier abuse. Next Buster took the parachute out and attached it above Bill's large balls, the three silvery chains hanging below. Looking around, Buster took a snap hook and attached it to the ring at the bottom of the chains and added a half gallon bottle of milk to pull the parachute down against Bill's balls, compressing them together painfully. The four pounds of milk felt to Bill like they were crushing Bill's balls to dust but Bill was safe even if the pain was causing him agony in his balls and belly. Ivan, not wanting to be left out, took the nipple clamps and attached both ends to Bill's tight foreskin, one on either side of his red cock head, leaving a loop hanging down from his raging hard-on. The highly chromed twisted machine chain looked like a cross between jewelry and an evil leash. The pain in his balls and dick were driving him crazy. Bill reached down to pull the clamps off but Ivan grabbed his wrists. Pulling them behind Bill's back, he used the snap hook already on one of the leather cuffs and secured his wrists behind his back again. The hunky Bill stood in the middle of the room, his head hanging down, his eyes were closed with tears streaming down his face. His ass was red and sore. His legs were spread and four pounds of milk were stretching his very sore bruised and red balls towards his knees. His cock hurt like a claw was ripping it from the improvised leash. His asshole burned and despite the pain, his prostate was being massaged by the tip of the butt plug, making his already steel hard dick, visibly pulse with his heart beat. Ivan went into the kitchen and got a glass. He took some of the Eros and wiped it on the inside of the glass, coating it. He pulled his large hard cock out of his pants and began to masturbate while watching the naked hunk before him. Suddenly he came, his cum pouring into the glass. Relaxed, he took the glass and handed it to Paul. Paul suddenly understood and he too masturbated into the glass. The glass was passed on to each of the five men in turn until everyone had cum into the glass. The excitement of the evening had them all at a fever level and the amount of cum was huge, nearly filling the small water glass half full. There must have been almost three ounces of thick white cum in the glass. Paul took the glass and held it up to Bill's mouth. "Drink this asshole. It's your last service for the night." The strong odor of the cum nearly made Bill puke. He couldn't do it! Buster, seeing Bill's refusal, came over and rested his large foot in the chain of the parachute, pulling his sore red balls even further down, compressing them even more. Bill was in agony and immediately started to slump. Ivan cruelly pulled his head back by his hair with one hand and up by the evil leash with the other, forcing him to stand with his head back. Unable to handle the horrible pain anymore, Bill's mouth snapped open wide and Paul slowly poured the cum into Bill's mouth. Bill had to swallow, there was just too much pain and too much cum. It just kept coming and coming. It filled his mouth to overflowing and he choked that down. Still more came. Finally he managed to empty the glass as the cum poured smoothly from the lubricated glass. Bill was retching and nearly puking as he managed to get it all down. Still, some of it leaked out and dribbled down his chin, hanging there ready to drip off. Ed, grinning widely, took picture after picture of his cum covered face. Adding to Bill's humiliation Ed scooped up the white bleachy cum from Bill's wet face and fed it to him, wiping his cum covered fingers on Bill's teeth and gums. Bill was a pain filled, humiliated mess. To make matters worse, Ed was circling around Bill, massaging his firm ass, pinching his nipples, tugging gently on the cock chain. Ed began fucking the butt plug into Bill's tight virgin ass. He pushed it in with the tips of his fingers, released it and pushed it in again. Clear precum began seeping out of his hard red cock, dribbling off of the end, hanging in strings and forming a small pool between his feet. Every so often Ed would take another picture of the bound and beaten hunk. The others laughed and clapped as they watched the troll like Ed torment their cheating former friend. Bill was getting what was coming to him!The buddies and Ed stared at the naked punished hunk and smiled. It had been great entertainment. Not used to this sort of thing, the buddies were at a loss about what to do next. Ed was not bothered by their feelings for what they had done. Ed was as happy as he had ever been. Grinning Ed grabbed one of the beers from the cooler in the kitchen, sat down and watched the bound humiliated straight salesman as Bill stood there dripping precum on his own floor. Bill couldn't get over the fact that his dick was hard and dripping after all of the pain and humiliation he had suffered. Bill couldn't believe what a nightmare this had turned out to be! Ed asked the buddies if he could have Bill for entertainment at a party he had planned for the next day with his gay friends. Jim and the others agreed after getting Ed to agree to the rules set forth earlier. Bill's boss couldn't be told and no permanent damage could be done to Bill. In addition, Jim advised Ed why they were doing this to Bill, explaining the cheating and the debt to each of the players as well as how Bill could end his time of "service."Hearing about the debt gave Ed an idea. "How about I auction off his virgin mouth and ass at the party? Highest bidder gets to fuck him and the next highest gets a blow job? Everyone at the party is STD free and the proceeds will go to pay his debts. If he doesn't raise enough from the auction of his pretty ass and mouth, he services the remaining party goers. How about a rate of $100 per half hour and in addition, $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck until the guys are through or he makes the $8,000 he owes you? He's pretty hot and the men at the party have lots of money so if he does a good job, he might get clear in one night?"The buddies thought about it and grinning, Jim ordered Bill to attend the party under those rules and to do what he was told. If he misbehaved this time the pictures that Ed had taken would be sent to his boss and they would increase the amount owed to $4,000 each. Bill retching and sobbing agreed to the proposal. Maybe he could seduce the fags with his great body and get the bidding high enough while keeping his humiliation to a minimum? To make sure, Ed downloaded his pictures to his IT man and sent a text message to have him put the pictures on a new "Bill- the-Traitor.com" web site and link it to the party's site. The notice of the auction and Bill's virgin status would be sent to his gay party friends with an invitation to bring a friend. A copy was to be sent to each of the buddies. Ed promised to add the deflowering and party pictures to the site for the pleasure of the men that Bill had tried to cheat. Grinning, they released Bill. He was told to leave the cock ring on and be dressed in his at home uniform ready for the party at 4PM the next day. He was ordered to bring his new gear to the party in case someone wanted to use it. Bill would get an email with the address of the party and the web site once it was updated for the party. Chapter 4Bill woke up in his own bed after a restless night, so sore he could barely move. Knowing what may lie ahead he slowly and painfully started his old stretching exercises to get his body to stop hurting. Finally he felt good enough to get into a hot shower. Fearing punishment he still had his cock ring on. Overnight his massive cock had finally gone limp. Feeling a lot better after his shower, he made some cereal and sat down at his computer to check his e-mail. Hoping he would get something from his buddies that all was forgiven and he didn't have to go through with the party, he quickly checked for any of his buddies e-mails. Disappointed, all he saw was the feared mail announcing the party. He opened it and quickly scrolled down. There it was, the auction notice with the link to the party web site. Once on the site he saw a link that took him to the auction announcement of his ass and mouth with the rules. In addition there was the link to advertise the servant to be auctioned at "Bill the Traitor." Nervously he selected the link and a page with what seemed like 50 thumb nails appeared. Selecting one of the thumbnails from the bottom of the display he found one of the pictures from last night. There was his face, streaks of tears running from his eyes, cum on his lips and dripping from his chin. He quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up his breakfast. After retching for several minutes he finally started to calm down. He forced himself to go back to his computer and close the thumbnail. He went back to the top and saw the instructions and directions to the party. Copying them down he closed the site and was about to close the email when he noticed there were additional instructions for him. He was to shower, take an enema, dress only in his cropped T-shirt and shorts. He had to show up 30 minutes early with the toys from last night. He was warned not to be late and since he didn't know exactly where the party was, decided to leave early to make sure he didn't get in more trouble. He couldn't take another beating from Ivan.Looking at the clock he noticed he only had a couple of hours to get ready. ***He was done with his preparations and was about to pick up his keys and leave when there was a pounding at the door. Annoyed, he opened the door to receive a shock. There before him was the bookie's enforcer! Hank, the enforcer, pushed his way in and pressed Bill against the wall next to the door with his heavily tattooed forearm under Bill's chin, choking him. Frightened, Bill was about to beg for more time when Hank spoke. "I saw your auction notice cock sucker! Do you have the $25,000 you owe?" Bill cringed. Shit, now he was truly screwed, the bookie knew about what had happened. The auction notice briefly described the cheating incident and the need to raise money without saying how much. "I'm broke. I don't have the money."Hank smirked, "I didn't think so. You're in luck, since I'm invited I'm going to give you a ride to that party. Ed's one of my clients and he sent me a courtesy invitation. We can't let you pass up a money making opportunity with all of your obligations. By the way, whatever you raise, I'll be taking half of the first $5,000 to pay towards your debt to me. The rest will go to your buddies. I wouldn't want you to stiff the men you tried to cheat. The $2,500 will cover your interest this week. After the party, if all goes well I'm sure we'll think of a way for you to earn the rest. I have a friend that can set up some opportunities for you to earn. You'll like my friend." Bill's stomach flipped over. He'd never get out from under the bookie's thumb. He'd be a slave forever! Hank grabbed Bill's bag of toys with one hand and grabbed the back of Bill's neck with the other. He pushed Bill out of the apartment and over to his new Lincoln. Looking out of the window of the apartment below Bill's was Mary Spinelli, Bill's landlady. She just had to find out what the hell was going on with her hunky deadbeat tenant! Having heard the screams from last night and seeing Bill in his sexy clothes she licked her lips. She needed a model for her "Lingerie and Sex Toy Party." Her Femdom friends would love having Bill for a model and toy demonstrator dummy!After crossing the Delaware Memorial Bridge and finally arriving in the parking lot of a private unmarked club outside of Vineland, NJ, Hank parked and ordered Bill out of the car. Throwing the toy bag to Bill, Hank again grabbed him roughly by his neck, pushing him to the already open doorway. There was Ed, beaming at his friend Hank and the nearly naked Bill. Ed was almost shining in his happiness. He had obviously gone to a lot of trouble to look as nice as he could. He even smelled good. "Come in boys, everything is set up for the party. Jim, Bill's buddy said they don't object to your collection proposal. Thanks for coming and ensuring that Bill came too. The only thing left is to instruct Bill on his duties for the night. Let me show you around."As the three of them walked into the large building through a wide deep hallway, in front of them was a good sized theater. Straight ahead was a large screen with a twelve foot stage in front and curtains partially drawn to either side. In the ceiling were racks of professional looking lighting. The seating in front of the stage was very plush with ten wide rows of eight seats covered with quality maroon leather. To the right of each seat was a small table about a foot across it's round top. To the right of the stage was a spanking bench, St Andrews cross, a bondage table, a trapeze like bar hanging from the ceiling and a sling, also hanging from the ceiling. Except for the trapeze and sling, everything was on very strong commercial wheels with locks. Also on rollers were a number of racks of floggers, paddles, straps and wicked canes. In addition there were several small stainless steel carts with drawers in them, some with red crosses. Partially hidden by the stage curtains was a ramp from the equipment area up to the stage. The dungeon furniture could be rolled on stage! To the left of the stage was a professional alcohol and juice bar with plush bar stools along the bar and several small tables with normal straight backed cane chairs between the bar stools and the theater seating. The seats of the stools and chairs were covered in the same maroon leather. The tables were widely spaced, providing wide aisles between them, allowing very free movement of servants and guests. Except for the tall mirrors behind the equipment area, the walls were painted flat black with the high ceiling invisible in the shadow. Ed drew them to the bar to meet the bar tender and several other men. The bar tender was a tall bald well muscled very black man, very fit wearing leather chaps with a bulging metal studded cod piece and a leather vest. His massive ebony arms had thin leather straps wrapped just above his biceps with wide leather straps buckled around his thick wrists. The other men were good looking, young and slender. They were much shorter adult men of various races. However, all of them were bare foot and wore nearly transparent harem pants and leather vests. Each man had leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles as well as a black leather collar. Bill towered above all of them except the bartender who made even the hunky Bill look small. Bill's massive muscular body contrasted dramatically with the waiter's small childlike stature. Ed turned them around to show them the back of the room. Above the entrance opening was a balcony that appeared to be lined with futons and tables. Each futon was divided from the next by a low wall about six foot high with the front open to the stage but any activity was hidden from adjacent futons. Subdued indirect lighting softly flooded the upper level. Ed beamed, "Time for you to get ready Billy." Ed signaled to a waiting servant. A very beautiful slender waiter brought a tray to Ed with some light blue transparent cloth and some leather. It was a larger version of the small waiter's uniform! "It's only Ed and I along with the staff. Change right here Bill. Don't be shy," grinned Hank. Bill quickly stripped off and pulled on the nearly transparent harem pants. He was essentially nude! They did little to hide his cock ring restricted package. The seat of the pants stretched tightly against his fine firm muscular ass with the front of the crotch snuggling his meaty cock and balls. It held them almost like a pouch. The legs of the pants ended just below his knees and had elastic to hold the hem of the pants tightly against his tan muscular mid calf. This puffed out the rest of the fabric surrounding his thighs like a light blue cloud. After sliding on the soft leather vest, he thought he was done. He hoped so, he looked ridiculous. Ed reached into Bill's bag, pulled his ankle and wrist cuffs out. He attached them along with the leather collar which had four D rings spaced equally around. The vest was shorter than the other uniforms and Ed swung a two inch leather belt around Bill's waist. The belt had several D rings around the belt as well. Attached to each of the belt rings was a double snap. The clips jingled like he was wearing bells! The collar and belt really worried the completely embarrassed muscle man. What the fuck? "For the first part of the evening you'll serve drinks and snacks to the members and their guests like the other boys. After everyone's here we'll hold the auction and if you earn enough, Hank has agreed to take you home immediately after you serve the winning bidders. However, since you have to earn $8,000 and Hank is getting the first $2,500 of the proceeds, that's not likely. We usually have other entertainments instead of an auction and you can participate in them as well but you'll have to compete for the privilege with the staff. Hank tells me you'll be interested in that." Looking around the room at the dungeon furniture and implements of pain and humiliation, he really began to worry. The guests began to arrive. Bill circulated amongst the guests with his tray and pad, taking orders for the bar while people milled around greeting each other and ogling the new waiter. Nearly every time he turned to go to the bar to complete an order, someone slapped his hot bubble butt. He was beginning to redden again. He started to get spanked frequently as he moved through the crowd. Some men were bold enough to pinch his nipples and ass, occasionally fondling his cock and balls. The combination of his humiliating costume, fear of his upcoming deflowering and all of the touching was beginning to excite his traitorous cock. The cock ring was restricting the out flow of blood from his large cock and it was beginning to harden. To make matters worse, Hank handed him two blue pills and ordered him to swallow. Bill didn't have a chance. The Viagra ensured his thickening cock would be iron hard and sticking out. In less than half an hour, Bill's massive red cock was tenting his transparent harem pants and they were getting more transparent as a steady flow of precum soaked the thin fabric! Bill knew he was turning on the increasingly drunken and obviously sadistic crowd! Chapter 5Out of the corner of Bill's eye he saw someone he recognized! It was Ed's assistant from S&M! He was talking to Ed. He nodded and moved to an office with a large window overlooking the room, just to the right and behind the theater seating. The light came on in the office, revealing a well appointed and obviously well maintained professional looking office. The Assistant, Josh, went into a back room of the office and suddenly the lights in the theater section of the room began to dim. The stage curtains pulled the rest of the way back, obviously automated. A bright light illuminated the large screen and suddenly there was a 7 foot picture of Bill, over Ivan's wide lap. Bill's ass was snow white with pink and red blotches from his earlier spankings and with his darkly tanned back and legs framing his muscular butt! The next shot showed his ass bright red. Ed picked up a microphone. "Men, let me have your attention. Our featured auction will begin in about 20 minutes. Please refresh yourselves and get ready. The bar will be open throughout the auction and into the night but you might want to get a round before we start so you don't miss anything. While we're getting ready, some candid shots I took last night of our boy will be displayed on the main screen with a 10 second delay."The knots of conversations began breaking up with some of the men drifting to the bar and some, heading towards the two men's rooms, placed on either side of the wide main entrance. Josh began setting up a Video camera on a tripod just in front of the stage and then placed a portable professional quality video camera on the apron of the stage. One of the servants took two of the small carts, one with a cross and pulled the heavy looking carts up the ramp and onto the stage. Another servant brought two large brandy snifters from the bar up the ramp and set them up on the carts. One was empty and the other full of condoms of various size and colors. The condom snifter was placed on the red cross cart with the other on the plain one. A third servant set a small plastic bag lined, open mouthed trash can on the stage near the two carts along with a bundle of cheap white terry cloth shop towels. These the first servant placed on the red cross cart. At the same time Hank, grabbed Bill's elbow and pealed Bill's vest from Bill's torso, leaving him naked except for his harem pants, collar and belt. Hank dragged him over and up the ramp. The slide show stopped and Josh came out of the office. Josh, carried a small box of leather up to the stage along with a long spreader bar. Josh then grabbed an electrical pendant and lowered another trapeze like bar down from the ceiling to about five feet from the stage floor. Hank drew Bill to just in front of the trapeze and held him while Josh took each of Bill's wrists in turn and bound Bill's wrists with leather suspension cuffs. Using emergency release snaps frequently used on horse bridles, he attached each wrist to an end of the trapeze. The bar of the trapeze looked very strong, solid black metal with checkered grips etched into the end pieces. The bar was easily a meter long. Josh took the pendant and lifted Bill's bound arms above his head, lifting his heavy muscled but very cut body upward until his feet left the ground. Then Josh added Velcro ankle cuffs to Bill and attached the long spreader bar. Again Josh lifted Bill so that his bare feet were just above the stage floor. Bill was naked and spread eagled, hanging helplessly from a suspension bar with nothing to cover him but the nearly transparent harem pants and D ring studded leather collar and waist belt. His cock ring forced his balls and hard dripping cock to tent out the wet see through harem pants. Much of the audience in the club had paused their conversations while all of this prep was going on, many of the men had obvious hard-ons tenting their trousers. Josh, testing the rig, put both hands on Bill's hard straining butt cheeks and swung the hunky young man forward, allowing him to swing back and forth. Next he took one of the belt D rings and pulled, twisting Bill's body so that he slowly rotated while he swung back and forth on display to a room full of horny gay men! Ed picked up the micro phone and began the auction. "Men, there are a few rules in effect for today's auction. The winner of the auction has the honor to do what he wants to Bill here, except there may be no injuries inflicted that are either permanent or require hospitalization. That rule is in effect for the evening and applies to everyone. The winner may also choose to take Bill's anal or mouth virginity. The next highest bidder may take whichever hole not selected." "The amount of time allotted to the winners is one and a half hours. As you all know from the announcement, Bill is straight and participating in this evening's festivities because he has some large debts to pay. Bill's target for the evening is $10,500. No one expects the auction to yield that much so Bill has agreed to serve all comers after the initial award. The price for that service is $100 per half hour plus $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck. To keep it fair, only two men at a time may participate in each half hour segment, but in that case the cost will be $200 per half hour.""As you must all know, everyone in this club is certified to be STD free. Any guests may participate as long as they present the attendants that will be assisting you with a medical certificate. I'm sorry to say that we have no such proof of Bill's medical condition so for everyone's protection we must insist that you use condoms for anal penetration. You're on your own for oral.""The attendants will assist you with the condoms, both putting them on and removing them. The attendants will also clean you up on request. Tips for the attendants are encouraged.""As usual, we'll be videotaping so if you're concerned about being recognized, masks or hoods will be provided to anyone that's interested and at no additional charge. Once the videos are edited and put on DVD, they will be presented free to the top two bidders and for $100 for any others. An announcement of the sale will be posted by email and to the club's web site. The income from the videos will be split evenly with the club and Bill. Highlights will be posted to Bill's personal web site. Are there any questions?"Since most of these instructions were routine for the club, there were no questions. Ed waited a minute and began the auction. Not a professional at auctions it went slowly, stopping at $3,000 combined for the top two bids. Ed, asked Josh to "touch up" the hanging Bill. Josh took out a clasp knife, slit the back of Bill's pants and ripped them from Bill's body, allowing the two halves to flutter down to pool at Bill's ankles. Josh picked up a bottle of lube from a cart and began coating Bill's large erect cock and balls. Bill's cock began pulsing and leaking precum. Next Bill pulled out a tube of KY jelly and applied a large blob to his finger. He turned Bill so the audience could see and stuck his finger into Bill's quivering tight ass. Josh took a bottle of scented massage oil and roughly coated Bill's now glistening body with a layer of oil. The oil enhanced Bill's already ripped body. With Bill relaxed and excited, Josh pulled a 1.75 inch diameter butt plug from a cart and without preparation, jammed it into Bill's already lubricated virgin ass. The sudden sharp pain caused Bill to scream in shock! Again, Josh swung Bill's sobbing body around slowly, allowing the eyes of the crowd to baste his hot young glistening body. The bids immediately climbed again, finally ending at a total of $6,000 for the top two bids. The winner was a large distinguished white man that everyone knew as Bull. He was almost as tall as Ivan but slender and fit. The second place bidder was an average looking man but this time with much darker skin. He was known as Hussain. It was impossible to tell his nationality but it seemed to be middle eastern. Josh stood by while the two grinning men inspected their prize. They roughly pinched, prodded and stroked the naked hanging man. Bill had been experiencing a lot of pain as his joints were strained from the prolonged position. Bill's hands and arms were beginning to both numb and throb from the strain. Not wanting Bill to be unresponsive, Bull motioned to Josh to lower Bill. After consulting with Hussain, they asked for the spanking bench to be brought on stage. Together the three men released Bill from the suspension rig and spreader bar. They secured his oiled nude body to the spanking bench. He was draped face down over the top of the saw horse like dungeon furniture such that his head hung over one end and with his ass hanging and widely spread over the other. The two men undressed quickly, their expensive time ticking away. A servant took the selected condom from Bull, kneeled and inserted the condom into his mouth. He leaned over and rolled the condom down Bull's large cock with his lips. Hussain took a ring gag from another attendant and inserted it into Bill's mouth, tightening the strap around Bill's neck. Bull pulled out a small can of Mr. Ease and after pulling the butt plug out of Bill, sprayed it and reinserted it into Bill's cringing asshole. "We'll let that cook a while as we warm our boy up." Bull took a black ping pong shaped paddle from his pile of clothes and smacked Bill's hard muscled white ass cheeks. Hussain inserted his long thin uncovered cock into the helpless jock's mouth. He began to saw it in and out, deeper each time, making Bill choke and gag. Tiring of the retching, Hussain pulled his saliva wet cock from Bill's mouth just as Bull smacked him on the ass again. Motioning to the attendant, he grabbed another condom which the attendant applied the same as Bull's except for taking the entire cock completely down his trained throat like the professional cock sucker he was. Taking a jar of Kama Sutra Apricot flavored Pleasure Balm out of the cart, Hussain plunged his condom covered cock into the full jar of balm. A yellow jelly coated the last two inches of Hussain's long cock. Hussain turned as Bull smacked Bill's reddening ass and plunged his cock in to the roots. Hussain grabbed Bill by the D rings on Bill's collar, hooking a couple of strong fingers on the rings, giving him leverage. The balm coated the back of Bill's throat and it began to numb like Novocain, killing his gag reflex quickly. Hussain fucked Bill's mouth over and over, while Bull continued to paddle Bill's increasingly red ass. Red enough, Bull pulled the butt plug from Bill's prepared ass and plunged his eight inch long, two inch diameter cock into Bill's virgin ass in one swift brutal stroke. Bull hooked his fingers into two of the D rings in Bill's belt, pulling Bill's ass onto his huge cock. The two happy men reached across Bill's bound prostrated body and gave each other high five's. Together they set up a controlled rhythm, plunging into Bill at the same time and withdrawing at the same time. Still, unconcerned about the other's pleasure they finished at different times. First Hussain came into his condom and backed out of Bill's ringed mouth. Drool started running out of Bill's immobilized mouth, running out and over his chin to drip to the floor in long hanging strings. The attendant knelt and using his long thin fingers, rolled the condom off enough to remove the condom. He leaned over at Hussain's nod and sucked the cum covered cock clean, sucking every drop from his softening cock. Bill could see what was going on. The Attendant took the used condom and carefully brought it to the nearby brandy snifter, upended it and squeezed the cum out into the snifter. He then threw the used condom into the trash and handed Hussain a towel. Bull, by this time was speeding up his deep plunges into Bill's now gaping asshole. Bull roared like his namesake and plunged to the balls as deep as he could force his large cock. He spasmed over and over, seemingly for a minute and finally slumped down, leaning his hands onto Bill's muscular upper back. Finally, giving Bill a few rough squeezes of his shoulders, he sprung up and pulled his now softening cock from Bill's lube dripping ass. The attendant came to Bull and again rolled the condom off, sucked Bull clean and dumped the cum into the snifter along with Hussain's. The combination from the two virile men was quite a bit but didn't look like much at all in the large spherical glass. There was lots of room for more. Fortunately, Bill's ass had been prepared by the Mr. Ease and KY Jelly. Bill had taken the large cock into his clenching virgin ass like wet velvet. The tight hot fit and warm ass cheeks had caressed Bull's cock in a welcome embrace, well worth the money!The room erupted in applause from the rapt audience. The performance of the two men was basic but inspiring. It was a good start on the long night. The two men, sated for the time being and plenty of time left in their hour and a half, went downstairs and pulled a rack of percussion toys up the ramp to play with the hot oiled hunk some more. As the two naked winners were getting more equipment, two attendants unlocked the wheels on the spanking bench, and turned the thoroughly fucked Bill around and around for the audience, his gaping ass finally starting to close, his hard cock pointing down, drooling precum. It appeared like Bill must have enjoyed that!Hank grinned widely, Bill's future money earning opportunities had opened up. Hank would get his money and if he handled this well, a lot more. Hussain got behind Bill's beautiful muscled pink ass and swung a three eighths thick thirty inch cane and smacked the vicious weapon into Bill's ass. The double pain of the cane strike caused Bill to screech through his ring gag. Bull, handed a condom to the attendant who obediently applied it as before. While Hussain slowly caned Bill's tender ass, Bull fucked Bill's forced open mouth, his huge cock stretching his numb throat. Together they caned, whipped and strapped Bill, periodically squeezing his hard red balls. They pounded their cocks into Bill's increasingly loose mouth and ass. Each horny man fucked him twice, forcing Bill to suck them off each, one more time. Every time the attendant slid another fresh condom on with his mouth and each time the attendant sucked their cocks clean and empty. Each time the attendant carefully emptied the contents of the condoms into the snifter. Finally their time was over. Ed took up the microphone and announced a break in the action. "Ok folks, that concludes the first part of our show tonight. After a short break, Bill will be available to serve you as we discussed earlier."The attendants released Bill's ring gag and took off his restraints. They helped Bill down from the spanking bench and took him to the men's room to freshen up. While one helped him stand, the other used warm soaped towels and cleaned him thoroughly so he'd be fresh for the remaining members. Feeling better, Bill finally revived enough to stand on his own, took a piss and turned, to see Ed's grinning face.Ed said, "Well as president of the club, I'm exercising my prerogatives and taking my turn first. Kneel and suck my cock."Resigned to his fate, Bill kneeled, drew Ed's zipper down, pulled out his average cock and sucked him off. He took the cum like a champ and held it in his mouth. He didn't know what to do with it. Looking down into Bill's reddened eyes, Ed said, "swallow it like the cum bitch you've become. You'll be getting buckets of that from now on. By the way, the attendants will be pouring all of the condoms from everyone tonight into your brandy snifter. You'll be drinking the contents before you're allowed to leave tonight. With sixty plus men here, most cumming multiple times, you'll be a very lucky cum slut."Nauseated Bill steeled himself and swallowed the cum down. An attendant helped him up and the four of them left the men's room to rejoin the party. Bill's stomach turned with the tiny amount of cum he had swallowed. What would it be like to empty that snifter and be filmed doing it? ***It was a bright morning when Hank's Lincoln pulled up to Bill's apartment. An early riser, Mrs. Spinelli looked out of her kitchen window to see Hank shut off the car. The trunk lid popped and Hank walked around the car. Bill crawled out of the trunk, his cropped shirt from the night before in one hand, his shorts sagging on his ass. He was limping and looked exhausted. There was dried cum in his hair and on his face. His lips were chapped. His nipples were stretched out prominently and red. His chest had welts all over it. As he walked up the outside stairs helped by Hank, Mary came out and looked up at Bill. His back and legs were also welted and red. The back of his shorts were torn up the middle exposing a very raw looking ass as he shakily took each step. He had been well used. Bill, a novelty for the club, had personally serviced at least twenty of the men there. Had there been more time, he felt sure he would have had to do many more. Happily there wasn't time! He was pretty pleased though. He had earned $9,500! That meant he had almost paid off his buddies with $7,000 and his bookie debt was caught up! Mary couldn't resist. "Sir," she cried out. Hank and Bill stopped on the landing at the top of the stairs as Bill was entering his apartment. "Yes ma'am?" Hank responded. "When you have Bill inside and situated, may I speak to you about borrowing Bill?" Grinning, Hank said, "Sure ma'am but there will be a charge for his services appropriate to what you need him for. In addition whatever it is, he's going to need next week to rest up after last night.""No problem!" she said happily. She couldn't wait to fuck his ass with her new strap on and beat his arrogant balls until he begged to be fucked again. Not looking forward to being exposed to yet another person he knew, Bill slumped some more and groaned. Chapter 6It was Sunday afternoon and Bill was just getting up. He had spent a pain filled night, limping to the bathroom to piss, to puke his guts up from all of the cum and to rub ointment on the welts and small cuts he could reach. Every part of his body hurt. Not just the obvious, his rectum, mouth, ass, back and nipples hurt from the fucking, beatings, and pinching. The inside of his dick hurt from some bastard who had shoved a wide rod down his cock into his bladder and then fucked the inside of his dick with the rod. Another had nearly crushed his balls with an elaborate wooden vice! One sadistic bastard had pierced his nipples, cock, ball sack and foreskin with three inch hypodermic needles until his pecs and package were bristling with needles! It almost looked like he had tried to fuck a porcupine! It had been horrible, Bill remembered with a shudder.He took a long hot shower to clean his body of all the dried fluids that he slept in the night before. He had just collapsed into his bed without cleaning, exhausted from his ordeal. There was a knock at the door. It was Rico! Naked, Bill grabbed his robe and opened the door. Rico came in and looked Bill up and down. "What the fuck dude, you're supposed to be in your shorts and crop tee? Jim told me what's going on, told me to check on you and get his money," bellowed Rico. "My shorts were torn. I need to get another set. I need to wash the shirt and I just got up," Bill explained. "Here's $7,000. That's all I could get for the guys this time. I'll get the rest this week. Hank set me up for a gig with the old bag downstairs. She promised $500 plus tips for Saturday night. If that's not enough, Hank said he'd find me some part time jobs as well." "I saw your web site. Last night's pics and movie are posted already. Their IT man must have worked all day. I see you charge $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck. Well, take off your robe and get down on your knees cock sucker, I'm horny," ordered Rico. "What! You weren't included in the deal," complained Bill. "Nope, I wasn't. Here's a fifty. Your web site, Bill-The-Traitor.com, says you'll take all comers until you pay your debts. Hank's making the arrangements according to your site. I called Hank. He cleared it. The fifty will cover a blow job with some extras," said Rico as he dropped his pants and pealed his T-shirt, making him naked. Resigned, Bill kneeled down and started to suck Rico's soft but hardening cock. So that was what Hank meant by part time work!"Hold on cock sucker, I'm going to get comfortable for this," said Rico, pushing Bill away with a strong hand to the top of Bill's head. Rico moved to an overstuffed chair and slumped down, his legs in the air and his hairy ass pointed at Bill. "First, come over and suck on my balls, get them nice and wet." Bill knee walked to Rico, knelt between his legs and began licking Rico's large brown hairy balls. Rico's balls tasted and smelled of stale sweat. Rico pulled his legs up and rested his heels on Bill's naked back, pulling Bill in further. "Get your tongue into my ass crack and lick it from top to bottom, ball licker," ordered Rico! Again, Bill complied, smelling sweat more strongly from Rico's muscular ass. At least, except for the sweat, he seemed clean.Bill had rimmed girlfriends in the past and during the auction, he had tried to fool himself, imagining the hairy assed men as hot girl friends. He had little choice, if he didn't lick or suck ass to the member's satisfaction, the other member or sometimes one of the attendants would slap his balls smartly to get his "head in the game." Bill couldn't pretend the ass he was eating was a pretty girl this time. Rico, his long time friend kept up a demeaning litany of abusive taunts. "Suck that ass, faggot. Doesn't that chocolate butt taste good Billy boy? Keep that up. Wait till I tell the guys from the crew what an expert ass sucker you are Billy. They'll be lining up for you to suck all of their asses! Soon you'll be drinking down Rico's nice thick Puerto Rican cum." On and on Rico used his degrading taunts to push Bill's spirit lower and lower. Bill licked up and down Rico's firm brown ass, sometimes pausing at his pucker to twiddle his tongue tip against it. He tried to hasten the end by forcing his wide long tongue into Rico's hot brown hairy asshole, sticking it in and out quickly with his lips wrapped around Rico's asshole so he could suck at the same time. Sucking and licking Rico's rectum as fast and as hard as he could to end the ordeal, Bill noticed, through the fog of his degradation that Rico's ass had no problem accepting Bill's large tongue. Rico was no stranger to having things stuck in his ass! Rico was not the macho man he pretended to be! Strangely, that made Bill feel better. Bill's ass was sore and open now after the Auction but he had taken it in the ass as a straight man because he had no choice. Rico obviously liked his ass filled up. A slap to the top of Bill's head returned him to his tasks. He had been slacking off. He returned to the demeaning job of sucking and licking Rico's ass while Rico moaned and groaned obviously loving the great job that Bill was doing. Rico's large balls sometimes bounced on his forehead smearing his head with the slime from Bill's earlier ball worship. Bill renewed his efforts to speed this degradation to a quick ending. Bill did all he could to increase the sensations he was producing in Rico's hot brown asshole. "Keep that tongue in my asshole, stick it way in there. Damn, that feels great." Purred Rico. "Lick that hole, suck that ass. You have a talented tongue, ass sucker. I ought to kick your ass for hiding this talent! We could have been doing this all along."Perversely and a little sadistically, Bill was getting into it. His erotic torture of Rico's ass was driving Rico nuts! He sucked and tongued Rico's hot ass as well as he could, foolishly hoping that if he did a good job, Rico's wouldn't be so rude and degrading.After ten minutes, unable to handle the sensations of Bill's expert ass eating, Rico grabbed Bill's head by the hair and rammed his hard short but thick cock to the roots into Bill's hot spit dripping mouth. Rico nearly screamed as he came hard into Bill's hot wet mouth. Rico's hot thick cum covered Bill's tongue and continued firing stream after stream into Bill's sucking mouth and down his swallowing throat. Bill didn't have the benefit of the balm numbing jelly from auction night this time. Not used to swallowing cum without it despite the quart or more he had been forced to swallow last night, Bill hacked and coughed, cum going into his sinuses, streaming out of his nose. He'd smell the odor of Rico's cum for days, reminding him of his perverted submission to his former friend. "That was pretty good cock sucker. Replace the shorts and shirt by five PM tomorrow. Jim will be over to check on you and I'll check Tuesdays, Thursdays and on Sunday to collect again. Jim will check the other days. You'll be eating my ass and sucking my cock every day I come over so get used to the taste. Enjoy your day, cock sucker." Rico put his foot into Bill's face and pushed him over on his ass, his legs flying up and spreading as he fell backwards. So much for Rico's friendship. He was nothing but an ass eater and cock sucker to his only friends now, Bill thought sadly.The full extent of his downfall finally struck him. All of his friends thought he was shit, half the gay men in the region had his web site and who knew how many would be buying a copy of the DVD that showed his shame? There would be copies made of those and passed on to their friends, eventually they'd be everywhere with screen captures showing up all over the web. His life as he knew it was over. To make matters worse, he still owed his bookie $25,000 and his buddies another $1,000. He'd be sucking cock, ass and getting fucked for months and months if not forever. He was a whore for Hank with no end in sight. Rico dressed and walked out with no further word, ignoring his former friend.Bill sat on his bruised ass, naked on the floor of his own apartment, cum running out of his nose onto his chapped lips. He held his face in his hands and sobbed.Chapter 7Having eaten fast food and arrived back from the sporting goods store with a couple of pairs of shorts and some newly hemmed crop tops, Bill picked up his phone and called his older sister. She had always been pretty understanding.He could not take any more of this nightmare!"Sis, don't hang up! I'm in a lot of trouble. Please don't hang up! He begged.Sue sighed, "OK, hit the high spots.""I'll tell you everything. Just don't hang up. Up front, I was incredibly selfish and stupid.""Tell me something I don't know," Sue responded.Bill told her about his debt to the bookie, his fear of the enforcer, trying to cheat his only friends, what they had done to him at the adult book store.Sue broke in at that point, "You're lucky they didn't kill you, particularly Ivan. That's pretty bad but you deserved it.""Yeah, it was bad. But you haven't heard the worst," Bill interrupted quickly, fearing she'd hang up.He rushed then telling her his best client had caught the show, been invited to Bill's apartment, stripped, spanked, bound, fondled and photographed him. There was a shocked silence followed by Sue saying, "go on. Anything else?"The client talked the guys into auctioning my ass at a gay men's S&M club to raise money to pay back the guys. The bookies enforcer found out, took me to the auction, took a large part of the money and now he's blackmailing me and pimping me out."There was silence again, this time it was so long Bill thought Sue had hung up. "Oh my God Billy, you are in trouble." Sue said quietly. Bill was puzzled. He had expected more anger.Seemingly calm like Bill had just given her news about a change in the weather, Sue asked, "How are you being blackmailed?"Bill told her about the pictures from the first night, the videos of his auction, the deflowering and then told her for the first time about servicing men the rest of the night. Then he told her about the DVD sales and the web site.She asked for the site address which he provided."Hang on while I check it out," Sue said.Bill began blushing, knowing what she'd see. The longer it took the more he worried.Laughing, she came back. "I have never seen anything that perverted and obscene in my life. Yeah, you're in trouble all right, Billy."Worried and angered by Sue's laughing, "I'm afraid the bookie will send the web address to my boss, all of my clients and even your boss, Bobby's and Helen's boss or the press if I don't pay up fast."He knew Hank wouldn't do anything to upset the money train but he thought he needed to pressure his family. In other words, he had just tried to blackmail his own family! He had been stupid again. He had made a huge mistake, maybe the worst one of his life!No fool and used to his selfish behavior, softly she asked, "How much do you need to get out of trouble?""The interest on the debt to the bookie is $2,500 per week with the next payment due Saturday. The full amount is another $25,000 and I owe the guys $1,000. I've got no money and I'm turning over my checks to Jim until I pay the guys. So, just under $29,000 if I pay by Saturday.""You really did it this time Billy. This bookie can ruin us all if that web site address gets to the wrong people. I'll contact Bobby and Helen when they get back.""Get back? Where are they? When?" Bill panicked."They're at a race in Dubai and will be back the middle of the week," she said.Resigned Bill said, "OK, whatever you can do."Bill would have to wait. The next day Bill was called into his bosses office. "Bill, I got a complimentary call about you from Mr. Samuels. He said you went above and beyond this weekend at his party." Winking, his boss went on, "Thanks for taking one for the team, Bill. Ed wants you to call him about an order. Probably wants another taste," he laughed good naturedly."Yes sir, I'll call him right away."Ed picked up, "What's the normal price of our regular order?""$5,350 Sir," Bill said softly."OK, put me down for that. Hank and I were talking. There were a lot of complaints from club members. Don't get me wrong. You're popular. Anyway, we want you back so the other members can have a chance at you too. Hank agreed and you'll be coming back next month. To make it more fun Hank will be picking you up next week to get some jewelry installed. I suggested nipple rings, frenum ring or Prince Albert for your cock, navel ring, maybe a ladder for your balls? Hank and the piercer will decide after the piercer gets a look."'Oh God,' thought Bill, nauseated."You still there Billy?" asked Ed."Yes Sir! I'll watch for Hank. Thanks for the order. My boss will be really Happy."When Bill got home, no messages from Sue. Jim had called."Bill, Rico tells me you did a good job. I've paid off the others. You only need to pay me now. Rico asked me to let him check on you from now on. I'll expect you to take care of him and a few of his friends from now on. I checked with Hank. He agreed that since Rico's doing us all a favor you won't charge. After what I saw at Bill-The-Traitor.com, a couple of blow jobs a day should be no inconvenience. Agreed?"He called Jim back and reluctantly left a message of agreement. What else could he do?That evening Rico came over with a couple of buddies and it was a repeat of Rico's last visit except this time with three men and for hours. By the time he had finished one man, ate his ass, licked his balls and sucked him off, the other two were turned on by the perverse scene and were ready again. From time to time during the evening, one of Rico's friends fucked Bill, dumping the contents of the used condoms on the back of his head. After a while, cum began running down around his ears and started dripping off his chin along with the strands of spit from his ass and cock sucking mouth. Bill's mouth tasted like cum and ass! Bill didn't think he'd ever get the taste out. Finally they'd left Bill kneeling and naked, covered in cum and his own spit his gaping sore asshole dripping lube. Rico said as he left, "See you tomorrow you faggot ass sucking cum swallower! You're a natural!"It became something of a routine. Work during the day, dinner and then Rico came over with a six pack to watch sports and get serviced. Bill then licked his balls, sucked his ass and cock. He spent most of the night sucking Rico's meaty ass or with Rico's cock or balls in his mouth. Bill's only relief came when fetching beer and snacks or when Rico, thankfully, pulled his cock out of Bill's tired cum sticky lips to go down the hall to piss. After Rico left on Friday, Bill called Sue."Have you heard from Bobby and Helen?"Abruptly, "Yeah, get over to my place right away," then Sue hung up.Worried but hopeful his nightmare would end, he cleaned up quickly, dressed and drove over.When he came in there were no preliminaries. Helen took over. "We've decided. I just got home from paying Jim. We'll bail you out with your bookie and he's agreed to have the web site taken down. There are a couple of conditions.""Even after bailing you out over and over, you promising to never gamble again, you break your word. Each time its worse. This time it threatened us all! To put an end to it, you'll sign these papers, quit your job and come work for me at no pay. You'll get to live at the track. You'll get room, board, clothing, etc. I'll pay for whatever I think you need and you'll get medical coverage. No pay! With no money and no possessions, you can't gamble!""What are the papers?""Sue set it up. You will be declaring yourself mentally incompetent and accepting Bobby and I as your Legal Guardian. We'll liquidate your possessions and Bobby will call back the bookie and pay him off immediately. That means we make all of your decisions from here on. Where you live, what you wear, eat, do and any medical decisions will be up to us." "You have five minutes. If you turn this down Hank will be picking you up and he'll be doing the same. We'll publicly disown you. You'll belong to him.""What's your decision? Who's stable do you work in? Mine or Hank's?"Bill, not wanting to think about piercings, sucking asses, cocks, being beaten and fucked, decided.A week later in Dubai, Helen introduced him to a very rich looking Arab flanked by two large no nonsense white coated attendants. Helen nodded to the Doctor. The giant attendants grabbed Bill's arms, put them in hospital restraints and inserted a leather gag."Oh, Billy, to raise the money to pay your gambling losses, we decided since you were a traitor to your friends. You tried to blackmail your own family and are a nutless bastard, we'll make it official." "The Doctor here will be taking you to a special party where a couple of rich friends of mine will slowly beat your balls until they pop. They have always dreamed of beating an arrogant American hunk's balls to mush. When they're done they'll turn you over to the Doctor here to finish gelding you." "We'll show the authorities your paper work, explain you ran away, probably propositioned the wrong men and got mutilated as a pervert. The Doctor was forced to castrate you to save your life. As a mental case they'll never believe your family did this to you.""If there are any questions, I'll show them that web site of yours. It was never taken down, by the way. It's popular with a lot of the exercise boys. I'm sure they're looking forward to your return.""This will end your gambling ways forever. If not, we'll be back for a gender reassignment and this time we'll leave you here on your own. See how long you last as a mannish transgender in a fundamentalist Moslem State!" "Take him away Doctor. This slave boy missed out on some promised jewelry back in the states to make this trip. While you have him, pierce his nipples, navel, frenum and taint. Install these 8 gauge bars in his nipples to hold these star burst nipple shields. Put in this 10 gauge ring in his taint, this pretty dangle for his navel and add this 8 gauge, one inch diameter ring as a frenum piercing so the ring is snug around and under his knob and piercing the frenum. Also give him a tongue piercing with this barbell and one centimeter bead. It will give him a cute lisp and improve his oral services. Keep him alive and bring him back when he's healed enough to travel. He has a long career to start, cleaning up horse shit and sucking exercise boy asses and cocks!"The giant attendants pulled the wild eyed Bill away with ease, Bill struggling with futility, his screams easily muffled by the thick gag. ENDAuthor's note: This is a free story for you. If you got this far you must have liked it? The only payment the author gets is email. When you like a story, drop the author a note and tell them. Support the sites that provide you with free stories. I hope you enjoyed this story. If you did, please let me know at [email protected]. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
blkmail.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/blkmail.txt | "You know I don't really understand you," said Miss Bergman, sitting forward on the small office chair. Her huge body forcing her to just squeeze her giant ass onto the front edge of the seat. She had one hand on the desk for support so she couldn't cover her massive breasts like she normally did. Marge had learned from a young age that large breasts were a curse, having had two children and a rich lazy life she had put on so much weight that now people looked away embarrassed."What's to understand?" said the younger man sitting behind the large desk. Marge pushed off the desk sat up straight to speak more clearly but saw Jim's eyes flick down to her breasts. Old habits die hard, though, and she covered them by folding her arms over them, but that only made them look bigger. "I thought you where after my daughter for her money, but I see you have no need there," said Marge glancing around the plush office.She had been sure this rough trade man was after her daughter's money, but now she saw it was not, but what was he after "It's not love Mr. Penn, I can see that much," she said her anger showing. He leaned back chuckling to himself laughing at her, she was pissed off for sure her face red now. "It's a physical thing, Miss Bergman, I'm not out to marry her," Jim said, trying to calm her but his answer only made her madder. "You mean it's just sex? She's not dating anyone and she's not getting any younger" Marge almost shouted.She took a deep breath to calm down when she saw Jim still grinning like a fool. He was disgusting with no class. "Listen, your daughter comes to me for sex, I never ask her and believe me she does," said Jim leaning forward his good humor running thin. Marge looked like she would blow but she smiled and pulled her arms down pushing her breasts out at him and said, "This is how she will turn out Mr. Penn, fat like her mother! Is this what you want?" It had been 15 years since she had a man come onto her and nothing happened.Her husband had sex with her every six weeks like clock work and she never even fantasized when alone. The man's face broke out in a grin and he leaned back in his chair. After a moment he replied, "Lady, if you could fuck and suck like your daughter I'd trade her for you," he chuckled slyly at her. Again she looked like she would explode but sucked in air and took her time to answer him."Don't play with me Mr. Penn! I want you to stop seeing my daughter. What will it take?" She waited for the amount of money he would ask for hoping it would not pass $10,000, that way her husband would not find out. "You heard me. If you take her place I'll stop seeing her," said Jim lounging in his chair relaxed now. This was fun he thought. He had always liked his women big. Given the choice between a model and a 100 kilo woman he took the weight. The woman sitting before him was huge but he was hard the moment he saw her breasts and the way her giant balloon ass curved out from the small of her back giving a figure to her rolls of fat. He wanted her badly.The lady stood up and stormed out of his office without another word. He wasn't worried about her daughter as he cared nothing for her except as a sex slave. He had been fucking her now for two months. It seemed the more abuse he gave her, the harder she came. She got off on been dominated and she made him learn to enjoy it too. He fucked her in the toilets of a well known club and they had two guys watch them the last time they got together. She went nuts and loved it. She was like lots of rich girls. They wanted fun but not all rich girls are good looking. This one made up for her plump body in pure sex.Two nights later Marge was awoken by a loud banging and then she heard footsteps in the hall. Her husband was asleep so she quickly opened her bedroom door and gasped when she saw Wendy her daughter. The girl was dressed like street whore and looked drunk. To Marge's horror she saw Wendy was wearing stockings and suspenders with stupid high heeled shoes and her large breasts where hanging out of the small top she had on."What the hell are you doing Wendy? You look like a whore!!" she screamed at her but Wendy was laughing and stumbling towards her bedroom door. "Go to sleep mum, I'm fine. I had a ball." But Marge would not let it go. She followed her into her room where Wendy flopped down on the bed. Her short skirt rode up to show Marge she was not wearing panties."What happened to your panties Wendy? What have you done?" she hissed loudly. Wendy rolled over not bothering to cover her naked pussy. She grinned at her mum and said in a low calm voice, "Jim ripped them off me and then fucked me in front of two of his friends." She watched her mother a moment then continued, "Don't worry, this time his friends only watched." Marge stormed out of the room in tears, her daughter was a whore and it was that Jim's fault, the bastard.Jim woke up still sleepy, what a night it had been. His two black friends had loved the show but he had to warn them off as they wanted some action, too. Jim didn't want Wendy there yet. In time, yes. His phone rang. It was Miss Bergman. "You bastard, you miserable bastard!!" she screamed down the phone. He hung up right away but a moment later it rang again. "You fuck," and he hung up. A minute later it rang again. "Leave her alone, please," he heard her voice broken now,He waited a moment then said," Hi Miss Bergman, how you doing?" This time it was Marge who hung up.**That Friday night when Wendy went out Marge saw she was dressed like a slut again and knew she was going to meet Jim. "Where are you going dressed like that? You look like a hooker," said Marge blocking the way. Wendy looked her mum in the eye and said, "Jim's taking me to a black club down town where he wants to show me off," she brushed past her and went to the door. "Wendy, he's only using you," Marge shouted after her but Wendy was gone.Images of Wendy having sex flashed threw her mind. With those images she had never imagined before, her stomach turned and her head spun. She had to stop it. She had to do something. So she phoned Jim that minute, he answered after only one ring giving her no time to compose herself. Marge told him she knew what he had in mind for Wendy and begged him not to do it. He said he was not forcing Wendy to do anything she didn't beg for. "Please, don't take her there, I'm begging you now," said Marge almost in tears. Why don't you beg me to take you instead, she heard him say, he must be joking.Why was he doing this to her? "What interest do I have to offer you Mr. Penn? If I thought sex with me would stop you, I'd do it but that's out of the question." He spoke calmly now, in a low voice. "If you want me to send your daughter home tonight untouched, you better beg me to take you instead! If I want to fuck your sorry ass that's my business." He waited a second then added, "She'll be here any minute now and I assure you she'll be sucking black cock within the hour." Marge gripped the phone in her pudgy hand, her mind a blur. He wanted to have sex with her but that was just impossible. She could never have another man see her naked. Even her husband never saw at her naked.An image of Wendy with a black penis in her hand came into her mind and Marge knew she was trapped. "What do I have to do?" she asked defeated. "Beg me to fuck you instead Marge, like I said," replied Jim not laughing now. She said nothing. How could she beg him? The very idea of having sex was making her sick. Her tummy was rolling and her heart was thumping hard. "Tell me you want my cock, tell me you'll do what ever I say and I promise to leave your daughter alone," said Jim calmly enjoying himself. He was naked getting ready for the night out and his cock was hard now while he held the phone."I want your cock, I'll do it," said Marge making him laugh, this was no good she had to make it sound believable. "Make it convincing Marge or the deal's off," he spat down the phone. Marge waited a moment composing herself. She was a married 52 year old woman who had everything she wanted. "I want your cock. I want to have sex with you."Jim laughed saying that was better then added, "Now be at my house tomorrow night at 8," he paused. "Make sure you're dressed like a proper whore, like your daughter does but I want to see more flesh. Do you understand?" he asked. She was too shocked and in horror to answer and he hung up at that moment.Wendy came home that night two hours later going straight to her room crying, Marge felt relieved for a moment but remembered she had to see Jim the next night and her tummy rolled again.She had to buy the clothes she needed as she had nothing remotely like that at home. She found a cheap store out of town and bought a short black skirt, a white tank top with a v neck and some high heeled shoes. She was so embarrassed buying the shoes she didn't even try them on. Finally she bought black stockings and suspenders and a pair of French knickers that covered most of her lower belly and behind. She would have to wear one of her normal bras as she had to order them because of their size. It was impossible to get sexy bras for women her size and she had never really tried. She couldn't get dressed at home so she left the house with a bag telling her husband she would be home late from bridge that night.He just nodded and watched the news on TV. She went to her health club and took a sauna and shower then changed into her costume for the night. Her plan was to wear her long overcoat over it when she left the club. When she stood looking at herself in the mirror she felt weak. The skirt was far too small and only reached just below her hanging belly leaving two inches of flabby white flesh above the black stockings.When she looked at her behind in the mirror she could see both bum cheeks hanging down below the hem line and when she twisted like that her top rode up letting her swollen belly stick out under her breasts. She looked so bad. "Who the hell would want a monster like that?" she thought. Her breasts reached her waist even with the bra and she had so many bumps and rolls it was disgusting. She put on her overcoat and left the club thinking Jim would not like what he saw and send her home.He opened the door and looked disappointed to see her. He smiled and lead her inside "Let me take your coat," he asked pleasantly, the bastard. She ignored him and walked into the sitting room her legs felt weak and she wobbled on the shoes. He was only wearing a bath robe making her heart beat wildly. He stepped up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders "Your coat, Marge?" he whispered in her ear. She opened the buttons and let him pull it from her with her back to him. She tugged at her skirt hoping it would get longer. Jim stepped back with her coat and admired the view. "Man, what an ass" he thought his cock growing hard right away under his housecoat. Her huge ass hung down below her skirt and her fat legs stuffed each stocking to bursting point.Only reaching above her knees, he could see the thick folds of fat under each arm where her breasts pulled down with weight. "Turn around," he said his mouth dry. Slowly she turned and he sucked in air. This was 150% woman, her body almost as wide as it was tall and her clothing ready to rip open with the pressure. He loved it. At first Marge kept her eyes down but when he made no sound she looked up and saw right off his penis pushing his coat out like a tent pole. "He was hard just by looking at her and not disgusted," she thought. His eyes were wide open and he was devouring her with them. She felt her face flush red and to her horror, her nipples harden as if she were cold but she was not.In fact her whole tummy felt hot and she had a tingling itch between her legs. She pulled her eyes away from his penis and looked at his face which broke out in a grin. "You look filthy Marge, just perfect," said Jim sitting down but not offering her a seat. His coat opened a little when he sat and he saw her eyes dart to his groin. He smiled and pulled the coat open all the way letting his cock stand up proud. He'd been proud of his cock all his life and why not, it was a full 10 inches long and thick to go with it. He liked nothing better than to see it stretch a pussy open and to hear women scream with pain and pleasure."Oh my God," thought Marge her eyes popping open at the sight of his penis, she had only ever seen her husband's penis and it was half the size. This was just not possible. She watched him wrap his hand around it and pull the tight skin down its length making the swollen top pop out. It seemed to grow in his hand and he was grinning enjoying the look on her face. "Now Marge, don't get excited ... we have all night," he said looking up at her from the sofa with his cock in his hand. "First I want you to get on your hands and knees and crawl over between my legs, nice and slow," he ordered. When she didn't respond he growled, "Don't fuck up now Marge, your doing real good."Marge just could not get his penis out of her mind. It was huge! It was so bloody big but she dropped down to her knees on the floor then moved forward and placed her hands flat on the carpet.Oh man what a sight. Her tits reached the floor. They hung down so much and the sight of her enormous ass and hips just behind had Jims cock throbbing in his hand. As she crawled over her tits swung from side to side despite wearing a bra. They were just so heavy and her angry face only made him hotter. She stopped a foot from his cock and just stared at it looking stoned. 'My God, I can smell it! Oooh somebody help me here,' thought Marge a foot from his monster cock. Then she thought, 'My God, Wendy has had that thing inside her.' He spread his legs wider and slid down the sofa until his cock tapped her face. She moved back as if she'd had an electric shock and he laughed."Ooh God, it feels so hard, and hot," thought Marge. "He'll want me to touch it now." Jim looked at her thinking this was better than the daughter and thinking how he'd like to come on her face. "Now I want you to suck my cock and play with my balls, and suck it good or I'll fuck your mouth and you don't want that, believe me." Marge had never had a penis in her mouth, never even thought about it and her husband had never asked. She knew people did it but knew no one who openly said they did that kind of thing. She didn't know where to start."Wrap your cocksucking lips around it baby and suck it hard," hissed Jim sliding further down the sofa and jerking off now, his cock touching her face. Marge closed her eyes and touched her lips against his penis. She kissed it gently once then twice hearing him groan. She opened her mouth and lowered it over his gland until she felt his penis touch the back of her mouth. She closed her lips around it. It was impossibly thick, her lips where stretched around it and she knew she only had half its length in her mouth. She sucked as best she could, repeating the motion, coating his penis with her saliva. He groaned again and pushed his fingers into her hair.Christ it was good to see her round podgy face with his cock in her mouth. "The stuck up posh cunt sucking his cock like a real whore," thought Jim groaning loudly. She wasn't that bad but he could see she hadn't sucked much cock. That would change now. "Ooooh yeah, that's real good Marge! Take some more." He managed humping his ass up to meet her mouth. His cock was forced further down her throat and she gagged a little but managed to pull back up before he could choke her.The bastard had her by the hair and pulled her head back down on it. She was on the verge of panic but managed to calm herself relaxing her throat and letting his cock slide down it. After four of five thrusts she was taking most of his 10 inches. She had no time to think about it but she was forced to wrap her hand around the base of his penis to stop him killing her with it. She was, in fact, taking its impossible length. "Ooh yeah, play with my balls you slut," he hissed humping his hips up faster and faster.She cupped his heavy balls and rolled them in her hand still holding his penis. Abruptly, she felt him pull her off and push her away. She looked up at him and he was smiling at her. "Get your tits out bitch," he commanded. She was too far gone to refuse. She pulled the top over her head dropping it on the floor then reached behind and undid the bra. She felt her breasts fall down heavily and resisted the urge to stretch them. When she looked down she saw her nipples were hard and sticking out embarrassing her.She looked back up at Jim and saw his eyes where popping out of his head. "Fuck, I've never seen anything like them," he said breathlessly, "Stand up quickly," he barked at her. She got to her feet with her tits swinging wildly. Her belly bulged over the top of her skirt and her tits reached her waist line. "Take off your skirt and panties now, hurry," he barked again tugging on his cock. She leaned forward as she pulled her skirt down over her hips having to wriggle her hips from side to side and take her panties with it as she did.She felt humiliated and embarrassed by her body as she always had but this man was looking at her like she was a pin up. He was almost trembling with his eyes wide with lust. When she stood back up, Jim looked her up and down, man this was the finest piece of fat ass he'd scored in a long time. Her hanging tits, her belly that had slight red marks from stretching curved down to form a second belly that was her pussy mound. He could see her swollen mound almost hairless like her daughter, the suspender belt almost hidden under the fold."Turn around," he barked and she turned fast showing him her back and behind. Marge was relieved to have her back to him but horrified that he was staring at her absolute worst body part, her huge flabby ass. "Step your legs apart," he commanded and she stepped apart but her legs still touched at the top. "Wider bitch," he shouted at her scaring her. She stepped her legs apart more so she had a gap between her legs now, the cool air on her pussy making her hot. "Now, bend forward with your legs straight and your knees together," she heard him almost whisper. This had to be the worst. He wanted to see her completely exposed. She cupped her breasts to stop them swinging forward painfully and did as he asked knowing full well that he could see her entire sex now."Christ, her cunt looks huge," thought Jim moving over to stand behind her. He dropped down on one knee with his face a foot from her ass and pussy. "Let your tits go and pull your checks apart," he commanded as she felt his hand on her ass. It sent a shiver up her back and almost made her knees weak. He squeezed her flabby cheek gently with one then two hands mauling both cheeks softly. She felt him pull her ass apart gently at first but forcing when they were fully apart. "You do it slut, hold it open," he barked and she found herself doing it. The next thing she felt was his face pressed against her sex, his nose pushing into her fatty folded lips. He used his own hands to open her sex wider and she felt his tongue work its way up and down the length of her slit.Her knees buckled but she caught her balance and he pushed his tongue deeper inside her making her squirm. This was like nothing she had ever felt before. She stumbled forward as she felt an intense heat work its way from Jim's tongue into sex then up through her body right to her hard nipples. Her legs buckled again and this time she stumbled forward. She grabbed the dining table and clung to it for support. Jim was right behind her but now he was standing up and she had only a second to brace herself before she felt her body been split in two.His penis felt twice as big as it was as it forced its way inside her wet hole, she felt like he would really rip her open and the heat she felt from his tongue was hotter from his penis. He only stopped when he had his entire penis inside her sex. She could feel every last inch of lumpy penis stretching her like she had never imagined possible. Her breaths came in short gasps and she was gripping the table with white knuckles. It wasn't until he pulled out and slammed back in violently that she came and even then she didn't know it. He fucked her with long very hard strokes, really pounding his penis into her and Marge very nearly passed out. Her sex was flooding with hot burning liquid and she had shockwaves running up her back and down to her swollen hard nipples that were squashed on the table top.When she understood that this was an orgasm she cried out then lost control and had to let it rip through her, the man's fingers where like steel as he yanked her back to meet his thrusts.Every time he slammed into her, it made her ass ripple like water the two ass cheeks flopping up and down spurring him on to fuck her harder. It had been quite a while since he felt so horny but he wanted to see her tits fly. He was pulled her head back painfully by the hair forcing her to stand up with his penis still buried deep inside her. Her breasts came free and she tried to stop them swinging but he was fucking her so hard. Her legs where still jelly. She gave up and just let them swing painfully. For Jim it was perfect. He could see her breasts swing about wildly and when he slapped her flabby ass hard with his open hand she cried out in pain. He held her hair with one hand and her thick hips with the other and pounded her hard making his balls slap against her clit.He felt good that she was coming and even though her pussy was sopping wet and open now it still felt excellent around his cock. When he felt her come down he slowed down too sliding his cock in and out with long slow strokes looking at his come covered cock as it fucked her. Her puffy cunt lips clung to it. "Yeah slut, you liked that didn't you? A good hard fucking from behind," he panted, catching his breath. He let her hair go and she flopped down flat on the table gasping for breath. She felt him run his hands up her back then back to her ass mauling her roughly with his large hands. "This is not happening," she repeated to herself over and over but she could still feel the hot fire from her sex ready to explode again and there was nothing she could do about it.Wham! He slapped her ass again. The pain was running up her back but the smacking sound strangely exciting her. "I'm gonna pump your cunt full of spunk slut, you ready?' she heard him say and she knew he was about to come inside her. Instead of the normal dread she waited anxiously for it and understood she wanted it to happen.Jim gave her cunt one last glance then started on her again. He could feel his balls tighten and felt his spunk rise. Yanking her huge ass back as he thrust in had his balls slapping her clit and after a minute he was coming. Marge had wanted to wait and feel him come but as soon as he started fucking her hard like that the fire in her sex erupted and she came again, so powerful that she didn't even feel him when he came. It was only when he pulled his penis out that she saw he was finished but she was still twitching and moaning bent over the table her orgasm not finished.Jim stepped back and looked down at her. The bitch had come again making him smile. Her pussy was wide open, a small gaping hole with the first wad of white spunk just starting to leak out running down to her swollen erect clit. He could see her pussy contracting and twitching as she lay helpless out of breath.When she came too she was still bent over the table, she could feel the cool air on her exposed sex and felt wet and messy down there. When she pushed herself up with her arms she felt weak. She quickly picked up her top not looking at Jim and put it on without the bra. Tugging her skirt down, she picked up her bra and panties then grabbed her coat. "You were not bad for an old bag, Marge." Jim was on the sofa. He was still naked and looking very relaxed. "I'll call you for next week's installment," he chuckled. Marge looked at him and said "I thought we where all paid up. I did what you asked." He smiled at her like she was a child. "I said replace Wendy, not just tonight but from now on unless you don't mind me fucking her again.""Oooh shit," thought Marge, this was a nightmare.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 28 |
our1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/our1.txt | My wife works in an educational type of setting where she has a "helper" who works closely with her. Her name (not real name) is Maria. Let me describe her. She is of Latin descent, Cuban I believe and is 27 years old. My wife and I are both in our early 30's. Maria is about 5'5" and probably around 110-120 lbs. She is fit and likes to wear tight fitting clothes that show off her body.Maria has what appear to be very firm, tight breasts, B-cup sized probably and she has a medium sized bubble-butt that is quite inviting. On the numerous occasions that I have met her, she has been dressed in very tight fitting shirts and tight fitting pants as well. I have noticed, when she had bent down near me, that she wears thongs. A very free spirited girl, she is somewhat immature for her age and still thinks she is in college. Not that I mind. My wife and I are an average looking couple, in our 30's. Both of us could use some additional exercise to remove some unwanted weight, but neither of us are what you would consider fat or overweight.The other night, Maria came over to our house to work on some project. Dressed in her typical type of clothing, she was wearing cut-off shorts that were quite tight, and a tube-top that was equally as tight.As the 2 women were busy working, I excused myself to the office in our house to check some mail and play a video game or 2. But about 10-15 minutes after sitting in front of the computer I got sidetracked, as I often do, by porn. I don't know how long I was sitting there reading erotic stories and watching video clips that I had downloaded, maybe it was an hour or so, but I had worked myself into a horny state. When I returned to where the women were working, I found them still buried in their work. I informed the women that I was heading to the shower and I whispered in my wife's ear that I was horny as hell and would fuck her if she was in the bedroom when I got out of the shower.I headed to the shower as my wife started wrapping up the project and sending Maria on her way home. I was sure to take a little extra time in the shower to allow enough time for my wife to escort Maria from the house. When I finally finished my shower and I made my way to the bedroom, my wife was laying on the bed, bare naked and spread eagle working a vibrator in and out of her pussy.We started off with some fondling of each other and decided to get some whipped cream from the kitchen. While we were at it, we might as well fuck in the kitchen. As I sprayed the whipped cream on my wife's tits and started licking it off, we heard a gasp from the doorway. There was Maria, who had forgotten her cell phone.Trying to cover up, with not much luck, my wife started to leave the room when Maria stopped her and said, "Don't leave, you are going to fuck him and I am going to lick your cunt juices off his cock." I was taken aback, but even more so when my wife followed Maria's directions. Maria led us to the living room and told me to lie on the floor. As I did what she said, she led my wife to me and had her stand straddling me. Maria said, "Ok, now slowly fuck him while I get ready."My wife lowered her pussy onto my cock and slowly raised and lowered herself on my dick, while watching Maria remove her tube-top revealing very firm tits with small hard nipples. Rotating her hips, my wife watched as Maria then removed her now wet cut-off jeans to reveal that she was completely shaved and not wearing panties.Maria spoke again and said, "Is his cock soaking with your juices yet?" My wife didn't speak just nodded, and Maria told her to stand up. When she did, Maria took my cock in her mouth and sucked hard, moaning as she sucked up my wife's wetness. Maria let my cock pop out of her mouth and she again spoke and said, "Very good, now you are going to watch him fuck me and when he comes in my pussy, you are going to lick his cum out of my pussy."My wife just sat down on the floor against the couch and worked her pussy with her fingers as Maria lay in front of her and spread her legs wide. Her hands spread her pussy wide and she told me to fill her with my come.I positioned myself at this tight young body and rubbed my cock up and down her pussy as my wife watched and fingered herself. Maria put her legs around me and I slid my cock into her soaking pussy. As I slid in and out of her pussy, Maria was pinching and pulling her nipples, then fingered my wife a few times and licked the wetness off her fingers. Maria put a pillow under her ass and used her legs and feet for leverage to meet my thrusts with her own.As my balls tightened and I shot my load into Maria's pussy, Maria said, "Yes, fill my cunt with your cum so wifey can eat it out."I pulled out of Maria and immediately my wife dove into her pussy and started licking my dripping cum from her pussy. I couldn't believe it and I positioned myself behind my wife, and fucked her forcing her face hard into Maria's pussy.Maria was rubbing her clit as my wife licked my cum from the tight pussy and I fucked my wife.It didn't take long before Maria was writhing on the floor and pulling my wife's face tight into her pussy. When Maria's orgasm was completed my wife and I changed positions and I fucked her while Maria worked my wife's clit. It was time again and I came in my wife's pussy. This time I took charge and told Maria to eat my cum out of my wife's pussy. As Maria moved into position my wife sucked my cock as I watched Maria lap up my cum.To be continued... |
plumber.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/plumber.txt | Many years ago when we were first married and struggling to buy our first home, a modest 2 up and 2 down, the only means of having hot water was a small electric boiler that was mounted on the wall over the kitchen sink. At that time we didn't even have a bathroom. One day just before setting off for work, the heater broke down. When I returned that evening it was working again but something was different, it was a different water heater, the same model but you know the way you can tell things are different, small scratches, blemishes, dents. It was definitely a different boiler.I asked my wife, who by the way, was a beautiful, slim 25 year old, who wore a very, very brief mini skirt (and hardly ever wore knickers) and tight tops to show of her small but very firm breasts. She was an absolute delight to behold. I asked her where the heater had come from as I knew we just didn't have any spare money at that time and would have had to do without hot water. She burst into tears as she blurted out 'The plumber gave it to us in exchange for my body!' I was quite taken aback by this revelation but my first reaction was to comfort my poor distraught wife who was wracked with guilt. 'There, there. It's okay' I said as I put my arms around her and gave her a much needed cuddle. 'My poor little darling.' and stroked her hair as I waited for the sobbing to subside. While I stood there cuddling her wonderful warm little body, things started to happen. I was getting the most marvellous 'hard on' that I had ever experienced, my cock felt like it was going to burst. Mary looked up at me, the tears had stopped. An incredible look was on her face. She had obviously noticed the huge bulge that was trying to tear its way out of my pants and was threatening to cut her in two.'What! What is happening? I thought that you would be mad at me and want a divorce. I didn't expect to turn you on by my confession.''I don't know' I stammered. 'The thought of you with someone else's cock inside you is... is... just... Quick lets go to bed. Now! Hurry please.''No. Do it to me here, bend me over the table and fuck me hard, right here in the kitchen.' She pulled away from me and stood facing the table. I came up behind her, grabbed her by the back of her neck and forced her, face down on the table. I raised her mini skirt to reveal her beautiful little white bum but her thighs were red and wet, cum was still oozing out of her lovely pussy and trickling down her thighs. 'How long ago was this fucking that you got? You slut!''Just before you came in and this morning before he started the work.' This was too much; I opened my zip, pulled out my cock (with some difficulty as it was so hard.) and rammed it into her.'But that's not all.' she said hesitantly. What else you bitch?' I said as I fucked her for all I was worth. Here I was, 'turned on' out of my mind by the thought of my lovely, precious little wife being fucked by a stranger and now she is telling me that there is 'more'. 'What more can there be?' I almost yelled, as my pace was increasing rapidly.'Well...' she hesitated. 'Well, there wasn't just one... There was ......' I didn't hear any more, this last revelation was just too much for my libido to take. My darling, quiet, shy little housewife had been FUCKED by two men. I came and I came, I was totally lost to the world as my orgasm took complete charge of my entire being. I collapsed on top of her. Slowly I regained my senses and lifted myself off her. She sucked in air as my weight moved off her petite body.'I don't know what's to do with me; I shouldn't be getting turned on by this. I should be annoyed and threatening divorce.'I'm so glad that you're not angry; I don't know what made me do it. The whole thing was bizarre, he was a horrible man, unshaven, dirty working clothes but this just made it all the more exciting.''What about the other man?' I asked.'Men.' she replied, rather sheepishly. 'Men.''HOW MANY?' I almost screamed. 'How many? 'No! No don't tell me, not yet, I couldn't take any more yet. Tell me later when we are in bed and I have recovered some energy. Because I'm going to fuck you out of your mind. We will stay up all night fucking.'And we did. I didn't know that I had that much spunk in me. We screwed all night long and after you hear what she told me, you will understand why.MARY'S STORY............As you know, the plumber was coming today to fix the toilet. He wanted to wash his hands and I told him that the boiler was broken and that I would boil him a kettle. While waiting for the kettle to boil, he had a look at the boiler. 'Wont be able to fix that.' he said. I poured the water into the sink and he washed his hands. 'Just as well, we can't afford to have it repaired anyway.''Isn't your husband working?' he asked. 'Oh yes, but you see we have just moved in and with the deposit and moving expenses and solicitors fees, well, it will just take a few months for us to catch up and get our finances back in order. You wouldn't even be fixing the toilet only the last owner is paying for it. I'm afraid we will have to 'rough it' for a while.' He came and stood next to me and put his hand on my shoulder. 'Mmm.' he said as he rubbed his chin. 'Well, I've got one of these boilers back at the yard, it's not new but it works and I could let you have it for nothing.' 'Oh! That would be kind of you.' I said, smiling from ear to ear. 'But I couldn't let you do that.' His hand slid from my shoulder to my hip. 'And I could install it free of charge.' His hand cupped my buttock. 'What do you think?' I stood there dumb struck but as I didn't resist or say no, he took that as a yes and put his other hand up the front of my top and squeezed my breast. Well you know how turned on I get when my breasts are played with. He could see this and just moved me over to the table and laid me face down across it with my feet still on the floor. He raised my skirt to my waist and spread my feet slightly apart. He inserted a finger into my pussy and my juices just poured out. Then I could feel his cock touching my pussy lips and then it slowly entering me. Well, by this time I was really out of it, the sensations were just running through my entire being. Wave after wave of pure pleasure engulfed my whole being.I was brought back to reality a bit by his harder and more rapid thrusts, then I felt him coming inside me. I was thinking to myself what an awful woman I was, being taken by a complete stranger in our marital home and I was loving every minute of it. I just lay there in a warm glow, happy, though not completely satisfied. Then I felt his cock start to shrink and slide out of me and warm spunk running down my thighs.BUT then suddenly his cock was hard again and pushing its way back up my pussy but then I felt cool thighs pressing against my hot bottom. Something was wrong, I tried to look round but a rough hand grabbed the back of my neck and tried to stop me but I had seen enough to see that it was a different man. The plumber was speaking to me; my befuddled brain could just make out.'It's OK! Be still, your going to love this.' I was being fucked by another strange man. As soon as the strangers cock started pumping in and out of me, I realised that the plumber was right, I was LOVING IT. I was loving being USED by strange men. The physical fucking and the idea of strange men taking me against my will was doing strange things to my mind. I hated them for what they were doing to me but if they had stopped I would have killed them with my bare hands. I had a climax, then another and another. They weren't like anything I had ever experienced before. I was floating. Then it stopped, the limp cock withdrew, then cool thighs and another hard cock. I didn't need to look around to know that yet a third strange man was 'having me', 'taking me', 'using me'. Using my body, using my cunt to pour themselves into. To empty the contents of their balls into my ever waiting pussy. These thoughts kept racing through my mind.Then I felt a hand fumbling between my legs, whilst the third man was fucking me, one of the others was trying to reach my clit. So they were not just selfish and wanting to 'use me' they also wanted to give me pleasure. I don't suppose they realised that they were giving me one of the best fuckings of my life. The finger found my clit and began to rub and rub and pretty soon I was lost into wave after wave of orgasms. The whole universe became one gigantic 'COME'.I don't know when they finished. When I came back to my senses, they had all gone. I was still lying across the table, spunk was trickling down my legs, some had dried and was encrusted on my thighs and pussy. I eventually cleaned myself up then just sat in a daze for I don't know how long, it must have been hours. I then heard the plumber returning. He let himself in the back door and set about installing the boiler without a word. It was as though the 'gang bang' had never happened. When he had finished installing the boiler, he called me into the kitchen. 'OK lovely, it's all done. Come and have a look.'I rather nervously went into the kitchen.'There you are.' He said as he turned it on. The steam rose off the boiling water as it splashed into the sink. He put his arm around my waist. 'Now you've got what you wanted; now I'd like some of what I want.' He led me over to the table, laid me down just as before, raised my skirt, and spread my legs. I could feel his fingers playing with my pussy, he spread the lips open and then I could feel his big cock touching me, then sliding into me. I was already so excited that my juices were dripping out of me. I just lay there in ecstasy, remembering the earlier session when his 2 friends fucked me as well. His big dick was pumping faster and faster into my hot pussy. I was wishing that his friends were there as well, when just then I heard the door. I strained my head around to see if it was his friends again and my excitement soared as I saw the 2 of them come in BUT they were not alone. 2 other men were with them.At first I was alarmed, I started to get up. 'No! No!' I cried but my protests were muffled as I was held back down and a large hand was held against my mouth. Don't ask me how, I don't know but this just made it all the more exciting and thrilling, it was like REALLY being GANG RAPED. Though I knew that they wouldn't harm me, they'd just FUCK ME TO DEATH. Five rampant huge cocks. How could I take it, I wanted to take it. I wanted them all to use me. The thought of 5 men fucking me against my will, just turned me on like nothing had ever done in my life before.Cock after cock was stuck into me; my pussy was dripping with spunk. Loud slurping noises could be heard as they fucked me and fucked me. Then some of them started to use my mouth, no I should say my throat because they were rammed down my throat as far as they could get them. I was choking and trying hard to breath around these huge dicks that were blocking my windpipe. It was the most wonderful sensation, I felt as though I was being fully USED. No one came in my mouth, though one of them did pull out just as he was about to come and it shot all over my face.I was completely lost in a daze of climaxing; I didn't even know that they had all left. The next moment of reality I knew was hearing you coming in through the front door.Are there any more jobs that we need doing that we can't afford? I HOPE!END |
swimminghole.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/swimminghole.txt | It was the summer before our senior year in high school. We barely got to see each other at all; she travelled with her family, and I worked ten and twelve hour days. On those rare days we got to spend entirely together, we always went down to the local creek to swim. It was a nice place, with cool, running water, warm rocks all around, and just a short walk from the road. In fact, it could be seen clearly from a bridge that went right over a small waterfall on the upstream end of the swimming area.Never fail, my heart skipped, when she shimmied off her tight jean shorts, showing off those skimpy bikini bottoms that hugged the curves of her full bottom, covered up that light, thin patch of hair in front, and left little to the imagination. She would always bend down to pick up her shorts, and give me that sexy wink and knowing smile, catching me checking her out every single time. Then she would seductively pull off her t-shirt, in one smooth, sexy motion, the fabric of her top snug against her firm breasts. The sun would shine on her body, and I would always take a moment to appreciate her nearly perfect form; her long, smooth legs, her round ass, flat belly, and perky breasts, the shoulders that begged to be kissed, her innocent smile, contrasted by those wild eyes, and her long, auburn hair.She would run and jump in, splashing me with the cool creek water, and leaving me staring after her, almost dumbfounded. I would tear off my shirt and jump in before anyone saw the hard on growing in my swim trunks.We would spend whole days in the water, splashing around, swimming, kissing, and just sitting in the falls. Sometimes we would lie on the warm rocks nearby, listening to the rushing water, absorbing the warm rays of the sun. Most days, our innocent and fun play would turn into something much more interesting. A misplaced arm, grazing a nipple, a teasing pull on the string of her top, or an "accidental" tug on my shorts would send us and our teenage libidos into overdrive, and we couldn't get enough of each other.Holding each other close, with nothing but our heads above water, we kissed, touching each other below the surface. It was innocent enough; we never really went too far, not in public. We were usually content with a few wandering hands, below the surface, where no one could see. I would pinch her nipples playfully through the fabric of her top, sometimes venturing below the surface for a nibble. She would loosen my shorts, pulling out my hard member, stroking it slowly, playing with my balls in the other hand. I would then softly move my hand in a trail down her back, squeezing her beautiful ass, and then moving to her crotch. Pushing the material aside, I would lightly rub her clit, slipping an exploring finger inside her sweet hole.There were dozens of people around us, but they were too busy enjoying the warm sun and cool water to notice the looks of ecstasy on our faces, rarely reaching climax, just getting ourselves in the mood for what was to come when we got home that afternoon. This went on once or twice a week for about six or seven weeks.One warm day, towards the end of our summer, we showed up in our usual spot only to find that it was empty. The usual twenty or thirty people were nowhere to be found. We decided it was their loss, and we would go swimming alone. She had worn an incredibly short denim skirt that offered a bit more than a peak at her round ass cheeks, with a thin white halter, skimpy bikini underneath, and when she bent down to pick up the skirt, wiggling that ass at me, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to have her. I looked out at the empty water and got an idea. She pulled off her halter top, and I pulled her over to me. I kissed her lips, and then her neck, and slowly moved to her shoulders, kissing them gently. Her eyes closed, and she rolled her head back, sighing seductively. I felt her hands, griping my back firmly. My hands, slowly, tentatively, moved up her back to the ties on her top, gently tugging them until they came undone. She opened her eyes, and looked at me curiously, and as she glanced around, making sure nobody could see, I could tell she knew exactly what I had in mind.We had been skinny-dipping before, but never like this. Unlike the last few times, when we had been in a friend's pond, more secluded, this time, we were right out in the open. This time, we were both standing there on the rocks, her top hanging loosely from her neck, swaying gently in the warm breeze. As the air hit her, I could see her nipples harden, straining ever so slightly against the fabric of her top. Just then, a car passed by on the behind us, about twenty feet up. She quickly covered herself up, clutching her top against her breasts, a look of alarm in her eyes. I pulled her body against mine, kissing her deeply. When our lips finally pulled apart, she shot me a look that unquestionably said, "Let's do this."I kissed her again, and this time when we broke, I lifted her top up over her head. Her firm b-cups were now free and out in the open. I kissed them lovingly, taking her firm nipples into my mouth, and circling her small aureoles with my tongue. I hooked her bikini bottoms in my thumbs, and slowly pulled them down to her feet, helping her step out of them. As I slowly stood up, I admired the paradise between her legs. The soft patch of thin brown hair did little to hinder my view of her precious slit, glistening with moisture in the warm sunshine. I kissed her taught bronzed belly, just above her pubic patch, and stood all the way up.She was now completely naked in front of me, and I took a moment to look at her beauty. She smiled at me when she noticed that it was her body I was admiring. I had seen it before, more times than I could count, but something about the way she looked next to the beautiful creek made her more amazing than ever before. She winked at me, and lunged, practically tearing my shirt off. I stepped out of my flip-flops, and she knelt down on a towel, her head at the level of my crotch. My erection, already steadily growing, sprang to full attention in my shorts. She fought them down around my cock, and she took it briefly into her mouth, flicking the head with her tongue, ever so lightly. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and I nearly came right in her mouth. Sensing this, she quickly stopped, shot me a playful glance, and jumped into a deep part of the swimming area. I quickly jumped in after her, tackling her and dunking her head under the water. When she came up, panting, her light brown hair soaking wet and clinging to her smooth skin, she reciprocated, using me to push herself up, forcing my head under the surface. I reached out and grabbed her legs in a bear hug and, pushing off of the rocks on the bottom, sent both of us toppling over each other. I quickly recovered and she came up splashing. Shielding myself from her violent splashes, I grabbed her and held her close. Pushing her wet hair away from her face, I dipped her down low towards the surface of the creek so that her hair hung down, just touching the top of the water, and kissed her passionately.We floated together into a deeper part of the pool, holding and kissing one another like the hungry teens we were. My toes barely reached the smooth rocks on the bottom, and I supported her, her legs wrapped around my waist. With one hand supporting her from below, I moved another up to her breast, where I pinched her rock-hard nipples, rolling them, one at a time, between my thumb and forefinger. Breaking our kiss, she gently bit my lower lip, a look of sheer pleasure in her eyes.As we made out, my I began exploring her nether regions with my hand. The water had washed much of her juices away, but she was still obviously excited, her natural lubrication still partially remaining. I teased her clitoris and she moaned softly, closing her eyes and biting my lower lip once again. As I slipped a finger into her tight hole, she started to moan louder. The inside of her hole was moist, juicy, and inviting, and I continued to push my fingers in and out of her. With one arm around my neck, clinging to me, she reached down with the other to find my cock, its hardness dwindling in the cool water. She slowly and firmly stroked my member, quickly bringing me back to full attention. She nibbled on my ear, teasing my lobes with her tongue, and, with her hand still gripping my dick, whispered, "I want this in me, now."Needing no further convincing, I removed my fingers from within her body, and guided my throbbing dick to her swollen lips. She parted her labia with her fingers, and I slowly pushed myself in. We released a breath simultaneously, moaning together. She pushed herself up and down, riding my cock in the middle of the creek, while I kissed her neck, her shoulders, and her lovely tits. She moaned, louder and louder as I pumped my dick into her tight pussy. She dug her nails into my back, and the cool water flowing around us intensified every single feeling.At that moment, I chouse to take a glance at our surroundings, and I noticed a man walking his dog down the path leading to the shore. Still going in and out of her, I pointed him out. Slamming herself down on my cock once more, she pushed off of me and dove backwards, giving me a wonderful view of her entire body, water dripping from her tits, shimmering in her light pubic patch, and running down her slit as she flew briefly through the air. I chased her, slowed by the water, and finally caught up to her, grabbing her from behind in a playful bear hug. I rubbed my still-hard penis in her ass crack as I held on to her from behind.By this point, the man and his Springer spaniel were less than fifteen yards away from us, and had clearly noticed the two piles of clothes and bathing suits strewn about next to our towels. Hands busy below the surface, the two of us watched him as he came closer and closer. Then he was on the shore, less than ten feet away from us. As he passed us and began moving farther away, his dog began splashing around in the shallows.With his back to us now, I removed my probing fingers, which had been softly and sensuously massaging her clit, and bent her forward in the water, entering her from behind. As I slowly made love to her in the running water, we watched the man step into the water, his dog still playfully splashing around. She looked back at me, a gleam in her eyes that told me beyond doubt that she was as turned on as I was by this risqué display. Reaching forward and grabbing her breasts, pinching her nipples between my fingers, I pulled her body up parallel to mine, so that her tits came slightly above the surface every time she rode up on my dick. She began moaning again, this time more softly, to avoid attracting too much attention. Every time she bounced up and down on my hard cock, her warm pussy engulfing me, her moans got louder and louder, and within a few minutes, I began to moan as well. I pulled myself out of her beautiful sexual haven, and rolled her over, so she was floating on her back perpendicular to me. I entered her again this way, giving myself a perfect view of her beautiful slit being penetrated by my eight-inch cock. Her firm bronzed belly glimmered in the warm sun, just below the water, and her breasts, gently kissing the surface, made small waves as I moved her in and out on my pole.The man, who was now about twenty yards to our side, had a glorious view of our escapades, and we had no problem giving it to him. I noticed him watching out of the corner of his eye, and for a second, a brief bout of jealousy came over me. Why did I want to let another person see my girlfriend of over a year naked? I looked down at her beautiful form, running my hands up her smooth legs as they wrapped around me, enjoying the sight of her sparse, wet bush, wrapping my hands around her small waist, squeezing her firm tits, and finally caressing her cute face, and I no longer cared. In fact, I wanted this stranger to enjoy her beauty as I did. She clearly had no objections, either.We continued like this for several minutes, when all of a sudden her moans became louder. She reached her and down to her clit and began furiously rubbing herself. Her moans turned to screams of pleasure as I began furiously pumping myself in and out of her pussy. She begged me to fuck her harder as she rubbed herself off. The man couldn't even pretend to ignore us now, and he was making no secret of watching her get off. She screamed a final scream as she came, her vagina gripping my cock like a fist. Her screams faded into moans, coming down from her orgasmic ecstasy.I continued fucking her like a champ, and in another minute, she was ready again, and this time, so was I. We began to moan loudly in synchronization with each other. I rubbed her clit with my thumb and she started to scream again. I let out a loud series of grunts, letting her know I was ready. She came again, and the gripping of her muscles put me over the edge. I pulled out, shooting a first gush of cum right at her open hole. I aimed right at her beautiful tits, and shot one, then two, then four loads of sticky semen on her chest.As we both came down from our mutual orgasm, she rubbed my cum around on her chest and stomach, seductively raising a finger to her mouth to taste the mixture of cum and cool water. She came close to me again, as if she were going to kiss me, but surprised me instead, by toppling me over and dunking me below the water. I grabbed onto her quickly, and took her with me. We spent another ten or fifteen minutes splashing around, naked, cleaning the sticky sex off of ourselves. Looking around, we noticed that the man and his dog had disappeared, and we decided to get out.We stepped out onto the sun-warmed rocks where we had left our clothes. As she dried her hair, I pulled on my shorts, not noticing what she was doing. When I turned to look at her, I was shocked and immediately turned on again. There she was, in her short sexy skirt and white halter, swimsuit still on the ground. Little more than a stiff breeze would allow me and the rest of the world an unhindered view of her pussy, and when she spun around for me, I noticed that I could already get a good look at her round ass. She hadn't bothered to dry off much, because her nipples stood out firmly and clearly through the thin white top. We walkedpractically ranto my old Chevy, me two steps behind her, watching that practically naked ass wiggle in front of me.I raced home as fast as I could without running off the road, her playing with my dick as I drove. When we finally got back, we tore each others' clothes off and spent the rest of the dayand nightin bed.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 56 |
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mynight.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/mynight.txt | As I reached near our house I saw four men and one lady leaving, it was 2:15 am. When I opened the door, the smell of cigarettes, booze and sex hit me in the face! The house was a mess! I poured vodka from a bottle to cool my nerves.As I passed my mom's bedroom I could hardly believe my eyes! Mom was on her bed, spread eagled, thigh highs on, spiked red heels, red bra with the cups cut out, dangly earrings, bright red glossy lipstick looking like she just had the fuck of her life. The cum was oozing out of her pussy. She was out cold too! I admit that I sometime smelled her panties but never felt sexy feelings for her, but tonight was different. I was getting very drunk and she already was drunk. My cock was getting hard looking at her on that bed. It was like being in a porno movie. She looked so nasty, so sexy, so fucking hot! I shook her, she just moaned a little.I touch my mom's tit and she mumbled 'fuck me stud!' I put a pair of hose over my head so she wouldn't recognize me and started to fuck her. She started to move her ass and moan; she was making me very horny! She was saying, 'Fuck me baby, you feel so fucking good in my pussy, give it to me baby, fuck me, fuck me!' Then she opened her eyes and saw that a faceless man was fucking her. She pulled the hose off my face and then she screamed, 'What are you doing here!' She pulled a blanket over her exposed body. I told her I was sorry. When I got home, there were people here, naked and they got me drunk and put a date pill in my drink. Next thing I know, I'm in here fucking her! 'I'm so sorry mom'. She calmed down and said, 'we must never mention this to any one, anyone, okay honey?' I said, 'of course mom.' She asked me how many people were here, even though I knew she knew. Hell, they all fucked her!! I said, 'I think 6 or 7 and one was a woman'. She let the blanket fall a little exposing her tits and asked me to get her a drink, she was still drunk as hell, so was I. I was getting hard again looking at her tits and remembering how my cock felt in her pussy and her telling me to fuck her. I really wanted to fuck my mother again I just couldn't help it! The smell of her pussy, the way she was dressed.She looked so fucking nasty and hot, I had to have her, my mommy! She said, 'don't feel bad honey it was an accident. Okay, You know mom was fooling around, I'm sorry you saw this; I was just so horny honey. Even mothers get horny you know,' we both laughed. I was feeling at ease with my mom now, we were both really drunk. I said sorry to her again and told her, 'When I saw you dressed so sexy and date pill in me, I just couldn't help myself. You looked so fucking hot mom, I just went crazy and started fucking you!!'"You really think I'm sexy honey?" "You better believe it mom; you've got me hard as a rock right now!" She giggled and called me a little devil. She dropped the blanket more so I could see both of her tits now. 'Its hot in here,' she said and she kicked the blanket off her, exposing her beautiful cunt to me. She swallowed more vodka and was looking at my cock! My head was spinning, how could I tell my mom I wanted to fuck her so bad?! She was really drunk now. She kept licking her lips, as she looked me in the eyes, and then down to my dick! She was driving me nuts, one way or another I was going to fuck my mother! I asked my mom which guy she was in bed with. She said if she tells me, would I promise not to get mad? 'I won't, I promise.'"I was with them all honey, yes your mom fucked them all and I'm not ashamed of it, I loved it. I want to fuck them again too!! You can't get upset, after all, you fucked me too, your very own mother!""Mom, I can't stand it any longer I want to fuck you now, real bad!""Do you honey, do you really want to fuck your mother?""Yes, god yes, I want your pussy, I want your tits, your ass, kiss me mom!!"My mother shoved her tongue down my throat; she was so fucking horny she was humping me without penetration. She started sucking my cock, very deeply. I could tell my mother was a pro at sucking dick. She told me to eat her pussy and lick all her juice up and she was very wet. "Now put your cock in me honey, put your dick in your mother and fuck her! Give it to me baby, give it to mommy, fuck mom like those other guys did OOOUUUU yes honey, treat me like a whore baby, mommy wants to be your very own whore! Oh yea, that's it honey, my son knows how to fuck his mother!"She wrapped her legs around me and we both came intensely, it felt wonderful! My mom's legs up in the air, wow, I LOVED IT! We KISSED HEAVILY, TONGUES AND ALL!! WHAT A FUCK! After one great night with her there was no more sex between us for almost one week. Dad came back and life looked normal. I started to believe that what happened was an accident. Then after about a week Dad again went away. Early in the night I passed by my mother's bedroom door and She called to me, "Hon, Sweetheart, come in for a minute please?" I stepped into her room. She was wrapped in her dressing gown, standing near the bureau, her lingerie drawer open. "Hon, I haven't cooked anything for dinner so tonight we're going out for dinner, just you and me. I want you to be happy to be seen with me. I know how it is with most boys your age. They'd rather die than be seen with their mums..."I cut her off. "Mom, there's no way I could ever feel embarrassed around you. Look at you! You're the most beautiful woman in this town. Everybody knows it Mom! I've never felt like I didn't want to be with you. I'm very proud of you Mom, I really am!" I stepped up to her and wrapped her in my arms, squeezing her tightly. I felt her shoulders begin to shudder. I pulled back and looked at her. She was crying. I bent down and kissed her cheek, tasting the salty tears. She shook herself, clearing her head and pulling herself back together. I spent the next hour getting dressed, calling the cab and generally pacing back and forth. Soon I heard the taxi pull up at the front of the house. I opened the door, called up to my mother and then pulled out a light coat from the hall closet for her. I turned around to the sound of her heels on the hallway floor, then stopped dead and stared. She looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was pulled up into a French roll. She wore a simple strand of pearls to match the curve of her neckline. Her makeup accented her large dark eyes and high cheeks. Her full lips were a bright red and her teeth sparkled as she smiled broadly at me.I helped her on with her coat and we walked arm in arm to the waiting cab. I opened the door and watched her climb in. The silk of her stockings flashed in the light. I caught a whiff of her perfume. I slid in beside her and gave the driver the address. As we pulled out onto the street, she squeezed my hand and wriggled like an excited little girl. "This is going to be lovely, I just know it!" she said.After reaching the restaurant I handed some cash to the cabbie. I stepped out onto the curb and turned to help my mother out of the car. Her coat fell open as she slid out. The neckline of her dress fell forward, offering a generous view of her cleavage. She stretched a foot out. Her leg was long and gracefully curved, shimmering in the lights of the restaurant's marquis. I took her hand and helped her to her feet. Looking up, I noticed that she had won the full attention of the carhop. He made no attempt to hide the fact that he was staring at her, ogling her breasts and legs. Even the cabbie was giving her the eye. I felt the old mixed feelings: annoyed at some guy checking her out, yet proud that she could turn heads so easily.During the dinner nothing extraordinary happened. After the dinner we came out of the restaurant. Seeing no cab in sight Mom said, "Let's go for a walk, ok? Your poor mom is feeling a little tipsy." She squeezed my arm and pulled close to me. "A little fresh air will do us some good, yes?"We headed toward home, passing through the business district, window-shopping, generally enjoying each other's company. As we moved to a almost empty street we heard distant rumble of thunder. Rain was coming. It was time to head for home anyway. We looked around for a cab. No cabs were in sight. We kept walking in the direction of home, hoping one might pass by soon. Off in the distance we heard a hissing sound. It grew louder. Within moments, the wind whirled around us, lifting her skirt and offering me a very generous view of her long legs. We laughed together as she tried to control the billowing dress. 'Imagine your father seeing us!' she giggled.The rain soon followed the wind.There was nowhere to hide from it. Within moments, we were soaked. My blazer hung heavily on my shoulders, my hair plastered to my forehead. I looked over at my mother. It was then that I realized we'd forgotten her coat at the restaurant. She was wet through and through. Her hair was still done up but her mascara was running in dark streaks down her face. I glanced down at her dress. It was stuck to her skin. More to the point was what became visible through the soaked fabric. Everything. I could see the colour of her skin. I could see her brassiere. I could see her dark nipples, erect again from the cold rain. I saw her girdle that white sheath wrapped around her hips. I saw the garters holding up her stockings. I could even see the dark bands of her stocking tops. The dress hung limp, dripping, clinging to every curve of her body."Gosh Hon, look at me!" she cried. "I'm soaked! People can see everything!" She tried to shield herself with her arms. She managed to hide her breasts but her girdle was still in plain view, as were her stockings. Then it dawned on her. "Hon!" she whispered, "I'm not wearing any panties! Oh god, they can see!" I looked down. Sure enough, there was a dark patch between her legs, fully visible. She turned her back to me. Yup. There was her bare bottom, perfectly outlined by the wet fabric. Quickly I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.We stared at each other in silence, unsure of what to do next. She started to laugh. I looked up at her. She was quite the vision: streaks of mascara on her cheeks, hair plastered wet, my soaked blazer hanging heavily around her shoulders. Her bra was still in plain view between the lapels of my jacket; she might as well have not been wearing her dress for all I could see of her legs and stockings. She was beautiful. I started to laugh too. What else could we do? We started walking toward home again, arm in arm.We managed several more blocks and then she stopped. We were standing at the end of a long, dark driveway bordered by a series of trees. She grabbed my tie and pulled me into the darkness of the lane. She took my jacket off and handed it back to me. "Here, put this on. I'm so hot right now, I certainly don't need it." Her voice had that familiar low, husky quality. She began to undo the buttons of her dress. In a moment it was hanging open. I felt I was in a dream. My mother was standing in front of me in the dim light of the streetlights, her breasts pushing out from her open dress. Her girdle pressed her waist and hips into tight smooth curves. Her stockings and heels made her legs into graceful curves a mile long. I looked down to that dark triangle between her thighs. Her vagina formed a swollen mound, split by a deep, moist crease. "Come here, Hon."She turned her back to me and lifted her dress up high over her waist. Gathering it together in one hand, she leaned against a tree and raised her hips to me, spreading her legs. She looked back over her shoulder. "Fuck me," was all she said, then turned her head away and waited.She certainly didn't need to ask me twice. I was so ready for this. I'd been ready for hours. I quickly stepped up behind her, undid my pants and pulled out my rock-hard erection. I pressed my hips against her bare ass. She reached down between her legs and guided my cock up past those swollen lips until I was fully inside her. She moaned loudly as she felt me slide my entire length up into her waiting tunnel. "Oh god, yes," she groaned. "I'll never get over the feel of my son's cock inside me."She took hold of the tree with both hands and braced herself against my thrusts. She spread her feet widely and arched her back to offer herself fully to me. Her loose dress draped across her waist. I gripped her hips, her girdle a tight smooth band wrapped around her. I looked down and watched my cock slide into her again and again. I watched as her legs trembled and shimmered in their silky coverings. She let out a quiet, low "Unh" each time my hips slapped against her, each time I pressed my cock up inside her.We were out in the open, a block away from our home. I was still a little light-headed from the wine. My mother was bent over, hanging onto a tree while I fucked her furiously from behind. Her dress hung open, her breasts swinging in the flimsy bra, in time with the urgent movements of our two bodies. I ran my hands up the glossy silk covering her thighs, up her bare hips to the satin fabric of her girdle, then further up under her dress and took hold of her breasts, squeezing them tightly. I nudged the heavy flesh up and out of the bra, then massaged and squeezed her breasts as they hung down in my hands. Then I came.I pumped load after load of cum into my mother, slamming my cock up into her as deeply as I could go, feeling the throbbing, pulsing orgasm spread across my belly and down my legs. She felt it too. "Oh god, yes. Keep going Hon. come inside Mummy. Fill me up. Yes, oh yes! I love the feel of you coming inside me! Oh god yes, keeping fucking me. Fuck me Sweetheart!" She twisted her hips, milking me of every drop. She kept thrusting her hips back at me, harder and harder. I sensed that she was going to come too. I took hold of her erect nipples and pinched, tugging at her breasts, stretching them taut. She squealed with pleasure and pain, and then released her own raging orgasm. I felt the trembling waves wash over her, heard her gasp with each successive convulsion. She thrust her hips down onto my cock, tightening the burning sheath of her vagina around me. Her legs were shaking. She was whimpering, almost crying as she drove herself back onto my cock again and again. She moaned loudly and then I heard her whisper to herself: "He's inside me. Oh god, he's fucking me, fucking me, he's actually inside me, my baby is fucking me..." We stood there, locked together in that ultimate embrace for what seemed an hour. I kept twisting and thrusting into her. She continued to accept me, tightening her vagina around me, offering her to me. My hands roamed over her body, always coming back to take hold of those full breasts that hung down, swaying gently. Eventually I withdrew from her. She whimpered as she felt me pull out. Sighing heavily, she straightened up and brushed a strand of damp hair from her face. She gathered her dress around her then stepped close to me and planted a firm, luscious kiss on my mouth. Looking up into my eyes, she said, "This has been the best night of my life....""And mine too."MY DEAREST, SEXY AND NASTY MOM, CUM HERE AND SUCK ME, SWALLOW MY CUM MOM, OOUU MOMMY, YOUR SO NASTY AND DELICIOUS!!!~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 52 |
mix1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/mix1.txt | Author's Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. It contains adult content and is intended for mature readers. This material is the copyrighted intellectual property of the author. Please do not alter it or publish it beyond these archives without the author's consent. Feedback is welcome at [email protected].***Chapter 1: The Private PlaceMix sat in the closet with her little nightlight in one hand and her pencil in the other, scribbling her sketches in her drawing pad like she did every day. Mix was a peculiar name for a girl, even she would readily admit that, but she was rather fond of it. It was a nickname of course, a warped version of her full name, Mindy, and a play on her passion for comic books. ("Comics, comix, 'mix, get it?") It did become frustrating having to explain it to others over and over again, mostly adults it seemed. Younger people didn't seem to have as much a problem with it. Mix sat in the large closet of the empty guest room as she did every day. This was her private place, where no one ever bothered her. This was the place where she could escape and not worry about others finding her. This was the place where she could read those forbidden stories she'd find online, where she could draw her erotic sketches that she never showed anyone, where she could play with herself when her urges became too great. She imagined that everyone her age must have a private place, and this closet was hers. She lived in a big house, and her parents and siblings never bothered her here. She made sure not to stay gone for too long, just in case anyone would decide to look for her. A half hour every day was enough sometimes a full hour or even a little longer when she lost track of time, but that didn't happen too often.She looked at the blank page of her sketch pad, trying to decide what to draw next. She had been drawing since she was a toddler, and she had a chest full of sketchpads and notebooks filled with doodles. She proudly showed most of them to her family and friends. They lauded her skill, so refined at such a young age, and not a single lesson. She was thinking of going to school for art, but her whole life was ahead of her and she hadn't made a decision yet. For now, drawing was just a pleasant hobby, like her stories and her comics. Comics had fascinated her, especially the ones about superheroes. Her friends would tease her for being so obsessed with such childish things. "Why are you wasting your time on kids' stuff?" they'd say, or "Aren't comic books for boys?" She didn't care about the teasing, and the questions and snide comments were annoying, but she could deal with them.The simple answer was that comic books showed the beauty of the human body in simple line drawings and Mix quickly learned that she could draw those bodies too. With a mere few lines, she could create people and have them do anything she wanted. Her imagination ran wild. She invented characters, she created stories. It was the most amazing thing.The sketch pad she held in her hand was one of the few that she didn't dare show anyone else. It was full of naked bodies, beautifully drawn. Some were posed innocently, with just a hint of eroticism (which made them even more erotic, in her mind), while others were uninhibited, engaging in the most sexual acts her young mind could imagine. Drawing such things was a release for her, since she was still a virgin. Yes, she'd made out with boys, even let them touch her, but she hadn't gone "all the way" yet. Not yet. She could put her fantasies on paper and in some way it felt almost as good as the real thing. As she began to sketch a lovely female face, she heard the door to the room creak open. She quickly turned off her handheld light and peaked through the closet's old-fashioned keyhole. No one would see her and there would be no reason for anyone to look in the closet since nothing was in there except some extra pillows, blankets, and bed sheets. But she had a clear view of the guest room through the keyhole.She saw her brother Nico enter the room and lock the door behind him. "Why would he lock the door?" she thought. She herself never locked the door when she was in there, because she feared it would raise unnecessary suspicions. She was curious now to see what Nico was up to. She thought this room was her own private place. She never considered that others in her family might use it as a sanctuary themselves.Nico had a small hand towel in one hand and what looked like a 4x5 inch picture in the other. Mix squinted to see what it was but she couldn't make it out. But it was definitely a picture, she could see that.Nico dropped the picture and the hand towel on the bed and turned toward the closet door. Mix felt her heart skip a beat and almost gasped. It looked as if Nico was looking right at her! But she soon realized that she had nothing to worry about. Her presence was still undiscovered. Nico couldn't see her peeking through the keyhole. Instead, Nico was looking at his own reflection. A full-length mirror was nailed to the closet door and her brother was simply looking at himself.Nico was a handsome young man, a dedicated athlete. He suffered from a bit of vanity, but he had a good heart. Mix loved him with all her might. She suppressed a little giggle as she saw him gently play with his hair, making faces at himself in the mirror, his guard down, unaware that he was being watched.He then proceeded to take off his tee-shirt. He had a great body. He didn't really work out too much, but he had a naturally hot physique thanks to all the sports he played. Mix knew that all her friends at school would give anything to be with him. He was quite a catch strong, handsome, smart. Mix had some dreams herself about her older brother Nico, although she always felt so guilty afterwards. But she couldn't help it. He was so attractive.She looked at his torso now. His chest was so broad, his abs so flat, his biceps and his "six-pack" so enticing. No drawing she could ever do could capture that perfection. Mix wanted to run her fingers across his skin, to feel his tight muscles. She started feeling guilty again and almost looked away when she saw to her amazement that Nico had begun to take his pants off. "What on earth is he doing?" she thought.He threw his pants on the floor next to his tee-shirt and took off his socks. He stood there, then, in nothing but his boxers, admiring his body in the mirror. He flexed a little, and Mix forced herself again to hold back a laugh. But her impulse to laugh quickly faded when she saw the bulge. Yes, the bulge that she loved so much to draw on all her male characters. Even with clothes on, she'd draw that little line, that little hint of a package in all the fictional men and boys she drew, young or old. In comics, you could get away with it and no one would pay too much attention, since anatomy was often so exaggerated. But she loved drawing it. Even in her "innocent" artwork, she'd add that hint of the bulge. She stared mesmerized by the bulge in her brother's boxers. "He's hard!" she thought, almost blurting it out loud. Nico went over to the bed and picked up the small photograph he had dropped there. He stared at it for a while and then with his free hand he adjusted his crotch. He pulled off his boxer shorts in a quick fluent motion. Mix's beautiful gray eyes widened in surprise as she saw her brother naked in front of her, his penis erect. Her cheeks flushed, and before she could think another thought, Nico turned again to the mirror. Still looking down at the picture in his hand, he started rubbing his hard cock slowly. His hand stroked his long shaft, up and down, up and down. He kept looking at that picture as he pleasured himself, but every once in a while he would look up at his own reflection. And even though Mix knew that Nico couldn't see her and had no idea that anyone was watching him, it looked like he was staring right at her as he pumped his prick.Mix was mesmerized. She couldn't believe that she was spying on her older brother jerking off! It never crossed her mind that Nico might still beat off occasionally. He was always dating some pretty girl, so it never occurred to her that he might still masturbate. "So this is his private place where he comes to wack off!" she thought, mischievously. She kept looking at him as he expertly fondled his own package. "How many times in his life has he done that?" she thought. She thought of all the times she herself had rubbed her pussy and her breasts beneath her bedcovers or in the guest room closet so many times, she couldn't even come up with a number. Did boys do it more than girls?Nico's dick just seemed to grow bigger and bigger as he continued to stroke it. Mix couldn't believe what she was seeing. Eventually, Nico dropped the picture and went over to lie down on the bed. He closed his eyes, and, lying flat on his back, kept pumping at a steady rhythm. Mix could hear him breathing heavily now. He swayed his hips in sync with the movement of his fist. It was such an amazing sight to behold. His hand stroked up and down, and his fingers and palm twisted gently in circular motion around the shaft and the tip of his throbbing penis. His whole body started to tense up with pleasure. "It must feel so good for him," Mix thought.Her own body was starting to feel good too. Her nipples were hard and there was a tingle between her legs more intense than anything she'd ever felt.Nico kept pumping away, his whole body rocking. He was using both hands now, cupping his balls, stroking his manhood, rubbing himself ever faster.It lasted for a while. Mix could tell that her brother was trying to make the good sensations last as long as possible. But eventually Nico reached a point of no return. He was pulling on his dick furiously, like an animal out of control. His face was red and he was moaning in bliss when finally he seemed to convulse in one big spasm of joy. A pearly white stream of cum shot from his penis and he barely held back a loud gasp of relief. Mix exhaled as well. Her fingers had gone down between her legs during this whole spectacle, and she hadn't even realized that she had been stroking her own body in rhythm with Nico's movements. "This is crazy," she thought, trying to catch her breath. She kept looking at Nico lying there on the bed, his chest heaving, like someone who had just concluded an intense workout. His penis still looked so big. Mix couldn't take her eyes off it. After a few moments, Nico stood up, took the hand towel and cleaned himself with it, wiping every last trace of his semen. He quickly got dressed, unlocked the door, and ran out of the room.Mix sat in the closet for long minutes afterwards, the memory of what she had just witnessed playing over and over again in her mind. After much time had passed, she came out and began to head for the door. She noticed, on the floor, face down, the 4x5 picture that Nico had left behind. He had forgotten the picture!Mix quickly picked it up and shoved it in her sketch book, not looking at it. She hurried to her own room which she shared with her older sister Emily. She closed the door and jumped on her bed.Nico would eventually realize that he'd lost his picture, but she doubted that he'd ever find out or suspect that his little sister Mix would have it. Mix was extremely curious to find out what image was the source of inspiration for her brother Nico's recent jerk off session. She pulled out the photo and turned it over to look at it. It had become a day full of surprises, because instead of the expected picture of some naked model or cute girl from school, Mix was staring at a picture of two suntanned young girls in skimpy bathing suits it was a picture of Emily and Mix from last summer's Caribbean family vacation!"Nico just shot his load after looking at a picture of Emily and me at the beach!" Mix thought. She didn't know what to think. "Was he jerking off to Emily? Was he imagining her making him cum?" Emily was closer to Nico's age, and she was extremely beautiful, but"I'm in the picture too," Mix thought. "Was he thinking of both of us?"She sat back on her bed and put the picture away with her secret sketch book as more crazy thoughts danced through her head.To be continued? [email protected] |
smelling.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/smelling.txt | Thunder booms from the distance, ringing off the hills behind me. Dark thunderheads rise, looming over the horizon. The last dying rays of the sun, refracted red and angry slowly give way to the growing clouds rising on convected air masses. The storm will strike soon; wreaking havoc on the orderly masses of humanity whose timetables rarely allow any time for the intrusions of an environment everyone takes for granted. The birds, in their wisdom, take flight for higher ground along with the gathering breezes, desperate to stay ahead of the coming torrent. I stand, face to the sky, eyes closed; smelling the cool change as the barometer drops. The clean smell harkens my memories back to the night I had you, beneath the stairs, between the townhouses, stolen into the night.As the first raindrops spot my shirt, I drift off reveling in the passion that drove us past our fears and inhibitions.My arms are spread in supplication towards the heaving sky, mutely pleading for the chance to have you again. Lightning strikes nearby, responding to my cries as if to say, be careful what you wish for. As the tears roll down my face, the saltiness mixed in my mouth with the incessant rain, I realize that being careful is not what I seek, it is you.Ironic how it's come to this, when you consider how it all began.We were both wary of each other. The stolen glances only supported our fear that this may be something larger than we could comfortably handle. We both had histories, certain baggage that precluded us from standing forth openly and proclaiming our lust. So we skirted the issue, our conversations ever placid and safe; devoid of any innuendo or suggestion. We never showed each other the face of the desire that welled inside us, as we stood close. I seem to remember that we stayed rooted in that spot, lulled by the false sense of security, for a while.That Friday night in late August, however, all hell broke loose. The coming storm was the worst one to hit the seaside town in ten years. It was if the streets had rolled up in fear. There was not a soul to be seen or to be served. The restaurant closed early, those of us on shift clustered around the bar as if we had nowhere else to go. As I remember it, I think we all were scared to leave. Better to have taken our chances there, where there was at least food, drink and candles to be struck.The dank walls of the familiar bar were as a sanctuary that night.After a few shots of tequila the mood started to loosen with the nervous laughter of people trying very hard to ignore the obvious. Everyone got a little more animated as the liquor poured through them, filling them with an empty bravado. Conversations took on a boisterous level as braggarts and liars competed for attention. I straddled the corner of the bar, nearest the window, as far away from the sweating crowd as I could. I couldn't deny that I was part of it, but embarrassed by my need to be there.That's when I saw you through the streaked window, outside, down at the corner. You watched the front door of the bar, waiting. My heart leapt at the thought that it might be me that you were waiting for. Finally you caught me, looking at you through the smoke-smeared glass. Defiantly you held my eyes, as if in dare. You lowered your umbrella and I watched, mute, enraptured as the steady rain soaked your hair. The black dress you wore clung to your body like a hungry lover, your breasts outlined against the rough cotton fabric. Your eyes never left mine, the light turn of your lips tempting me out.Leaving my warming beer on the bar, I stumbled through the crowd that had gathered at the door, watching you. Forgetting my change, my glasses and any chance left for sanity, I went forth into the rain. I stood in front of you; close enough to smell your need, still held by your graying eyes. The damp hair framed your lovely face that haunts my dreams still. You held out your hand and I took it meekly, knowing that my time had come at last; that defining moment when I knew greatness was upon me.I shook with the fear and the joy of it. This was the gift I would not squander, I silently swore to myself.We silently turned and walked up the winding lane, into the gathering gloom of our stormy nightfall.I gathered up my courage about me, forcing my pace.It was now or never, I chided myself.Swallowing deep, I took charge and veered off to our left; ignobly dragging you in my wake. Away from the dimmed streetlights, between two towering buildings, we huddled into one another. The apartments that loomed above us seemed to cower before the storm, lashed together against the onslaught with the fragile strength of an intricate lacing of stairs. Quietly, I ushered you into the shadows of streaming run off, beneath the stairs; a temporary shelter in which to grab a brief respite against the wind and rain. A secret place in which to finally show you the dreams that I had held so close. You shivered briefly in the coolness of our hide away chilled by the breeze that whistled through the alleyways.For the first time I saw in your eyes a tinge of panic, uncalculated dangers running through your mind. I held onto your shoulder with one hand, using my other hand to furtively search my jacket's pockets.Dammit, I cursed to myself, it had to be there somewhere. No not there, here perhaps.Shit.Thunder crashed over my head. Startled, I laughed. Remembering now, I shake my head and silently chuckle. The look of your face then in that moment, what you must have thought. The panic was clear for anyone to see. You had started the dance but half way through you found out that the rhythm of the beat might sweep you away, in spite of your leading. Then, I finally found it.It was where I least expected it; I mean I had saved it for so long. It was not like me to have been so careless with it. It had been my own fault, of course. The object that I had held and cherished for so long was rolled sloppily, stuffed haphazardly into an inside pocket of my jacket. Pulling it from my coat its condition lacked any of the meaning and importance that I placed upon it.In fear of my next movement you stood away; ready for flight, listing before me so that you could make a break for the street, if the need suddenly arose. Who would feel more stupid then? The one who promised or the one who delivered?You decided to yourself that it might be worth riding it out; just to see, just to guess, if only for a minute.You watched me smooth the paper out, straightening the edges with care. As the paper rolled out your eyes brightened to see what I had placed upon it, using color and charcoal to convey what my soul saw of the outside world. Your smile shined through the gloaming, as you instinctively knew, that the patterns of shading and colors portrayed your greatness as perceived by me. I proudly displayed it to you, showing without words but with gestures how, in the perfect patterned world of my imagination; your lovely spirit interacted with mine.It is not complete, I pantomimed to you using grand and meaningless movements. I mysteriously placed it into a covered alcove.Then, I pulled you close. With one last falling look into your eyes, my hands moved to your face. I wanted to remember every facet, every mark; every line for if this were to be the one and only time with you then my memories would have to suffice the rest of my days. I wanted them as rich and complex as possible. You followed my eyes, mesmerized at the care with which you were being fondled. You closed your eyes and, without intent, bit your lip, lost in the loving way in which I smoothed your brow. You had wanted it, imagined it to be a coupling of rough savage beauty, a hard joining that would carry its motion's memory in your bones for days. You foundered in the unexpected luxury of caress. That caring, sensuality of touch played over you and took you away. Your back arched, swooning in my arms as my hands inspected your body, following the curves of your ass.I took great pains to follow the deep curves of your body, fingering the slope of your pelvis, grasping the back of your knees; digging in to your muscles.Your nipples were raw from erection, brushing against the heavy broadcloth of your dress. Your head snapped back as I took your breast into my mouth, tenderly biting it through the rain-drenched material. My left hand supported you in the small of your back, the right burrowed beneath your dress to massage your inner thigh. I began to nibble, kiss and devour your neck, pushing your dress off the shoulder with my mouth. Your moaning told me that the pace was excruciatingly delicious, pulling up your need through your soul slowly. My hand made it's way up your leg until it rested, almost, upon your heat; your pussy so hot and wet, longing to be loved.Pushing against the low storage shed next to the building, I spun you around and bent you over the box. You gasped as I threw your dress over your back and got down on my knees behind you. Clutching the sides of the shed with your hands, your hair flipped over your shoulder as you turned your head, desperate to watch me. In the mud, I roughly gripped your thighs and pulled your ass to me. You arched your neck and threw your face to the sky as you felt my mouth sucking on your ass, probing with my tongue; inhaling your sweet desire. I took time to release you long enough to catch your breath before I started to spank the white cheeks of your ass as I kissed it sloppily from behind at the same time. Once, twice, the redness started to spread, bringing heat and color to the surface; exposing your passion openly. I reached around your thrusting hips, placing my hand upon your throbbing pussy. I soul kissed your pussy from behind, my face becoming one with your body. My tongue lashed your lips in circular motions. I tenderly played with your clitoris, awakening the hardness within. It strained against it's hooded flesh to rub up against the flirting fingers that teased it. You felt your body pulling at the seams, your lust filling you so much so that it was like the taste of blood in your mouth; the power incessant, undeniably urgent in it's potency. Your guttural cries demanded me; called me to action. The fevered look in your eyes commanded me to mount you; to impale you upon my ready manhood. We became like feral animals, howling into the night, fierce against the elements.The rain took on a rapid primal pace as I stumbled to my feet, drunk with the power of the passion that held us. Lightning shattered nearby as I entered you slowly from the rear, cautious and careful. I pulled your arms back as you whimpered into yourself; my gliding prick filling you as you had only hoped it would. I pulled your dress down to your elbows and used the loose material to bind your hands tightly. You whispered raggedly with hopes that I would not hurt you or abuse the opportunity that you had placed in my trust. Your edgy fears only heightened the energy that coursed through your limbs. Your heavy breasts were your only purchase against the unforgiving wood of the storage housing.The drapes of the nearest window swayed, catching our eyes. Frozen, we barely breathed as your muscles clamped down on me, holding me still; feeling every inch of me in and on you. Gone too far to care about being caught out in this position I started to move against you in determined long, loping thrusts. Your eyes closed and your mouth moved in silent supplications, grateful for this moment of complete domination and submission.The tempo slowly increased as we slipped between perfect rhythms and opposing strokes. At that point it was clear to us that we must only move quicker and quicker, rushing together towards ecstasy. My legs tightened as I felt my orgasm rising, gathering momentum up through my body. I slammed harder, gyrating my hips. Slapping your body with mine, the sound echoed off the closest walls. Your body rose off the storage lid as the first wave of pleasure ripped through you. Panting, your eyes were wide open in astonishment; you realized that you were coming again. The orgasms came closer together till they became one so large that you could not think, breathe or move. Your body shuddered against me, your limbs quivered, spastically. In the throes of that most impossible passion I grabbed your arms to steady you, rocking you back from the brink. I was so swollen, unable to hold back, unwilling to release.I reached over and grabbed the pastel sketch that I brought. I tried to vainly keep the pace, struggling to place the drawing under us. You rode your passion again towards another climax. Then you broke your bonds and braced your body with your hands, moving up towards mine. I could no longer hold back my desire. Deeply wrenched inside, I howled at the rain, screaming your name as I came. Feeling crushed, I spewed my seed strongly inside you. I felt as though I would come forever, the orgasms in my mind matching the ones ravaging my body.The skies brightened again as thunder exploded forth. A celestial orgy coming to climax just as we had done.Instead of collapsing into a spent heap, I became energized. My emotions welled up inside me, threatening to overwhelm me. The tears streamed down my face as I scrambled to kiss you, to taste your mouth, to breathe your breath. My manhood slowly softened but I did not want to lose that feeling of being connected to you, of being one with you.Still, there was work to be done so, reluctantly, I pulled out. Your moans were evidence to your desire to stay together a little longer. I held my prick carefully, watching as our combined juices fell from our organs, spilling onto the sketch, marking our spot. You looked at me dumbfounded as I pulled the paper here and there. It dawned on you suddenly, as I danced naked in the rain, that the picture was of us, of there, of then. The streaks of color, human liquid and rain formed swirls of dancing pigment on the porous paper.It was our commemoration, our document of desire. I ran to you laughing, holding it so you could see. Delirious in that moment we gathered each other up, dancing half-naked. Clear and free of all that had held us back.To us it was our precious performance art piece; the passion, paper, dance and the slowing rain joined together becoming more than each alone could ever be, in one place, on one page, immortal.Afterward, for the longest time that sketch hung in a place of honor in my warehouse studio above the materials rack. I enjoyed seeing it every time I went for a fresh piece of canvas or a particular brush. I lost it and everything else in the fire two years ago but I still see every line and splash of color that made up the piece in my mind's eye. The curious keeper of revisionist dreams inside my head helps me to keep alive that much of the past, at least. I can't seem to remember how we left it off that night or why we drifted apart. Maybe it was the fear that after the fantasy was complete there would be little else to sustain the relationship. Or perhaps it was therealization that we could make our lives just as we always dreamed it could be; all it took was the effort and the tenacity to see it through. Maybe it scared us,just a little. Much easier to go back to the mediocrityof our previous lives and leave well enough alone. Looking back at it now, I would have at least liked to have tried. Still, we had our high water mark. One that we could always look back on and reminisce about. Something with which to judge our present lives against and know that, once, we had been there too.Wet enough, tired and alone enough, I make my way back inside the house. Shaking off the excess water from my head and shoulders, I stop and turn back out the door.Closing my eyes, I breathe in again, filling my lungs with the smell of lust remembered, fantasies lived and love lost.It gets me every time.END |
football.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/37/football.txt | Anything to win! Winning is everything! Losers never win! All of these things and more come into play when the championship is on the line in any sport. This applies double in football in the Texas towns where footfall is king. It is easy to get caught up in the football fever and get carried away on bets, promises, overstatements and whatever. This is one of those times when the winner takes all. Excitement was everywhere in town as our high school football team was headed to the playoffs with high hopes of winning. We were facing the only unbeaten team in our division and they were good and we were trying everything to get our players hyped up and playing above themselves. We had to win!Hubby and I decided to volunteer to be a part of the adults who would go on the trip by bus and help with the players, cheerleaders and things. We were sort of like chaperones to see that they behaved themselves and didn't get into trouble. The trip was an overnight trip where we had to stay two nights at a hotel and the trip promised to be a lot of fun. I really didn't know how much fun it was going to be. There were spontaneous things and unplanned events that took place. Innocent remarks would prove to add to my pleasure as much as winning, well perhaps winning was a part of it, and after all it was I who got carried away on some off hand comments made to one of the players. A championship game is intoxicating and one may say things they didn't intend to. When the team wins, one will loose their head and do things they normally would not do. Now to get on with the story. Hubby got a call from his boss at the last minute that he had a project to work on and this meant that he would not be able to go on the trip. He suggested that I continue on with the trip being that we had already reserved space and a room at the hotel and I enjoy a good football game anyway. The buss was loaded and as the seats filled up there was one seat by me when "Flash" (a player who was very fast, nicknamed Flash) arrived on the scene and decided to sit by me. Flash was a 6', 160-pound wide receiver, very black and had a great attitude. I was pleased he had decided to take the seat. Of course we talked about the game and Flash was saying what he was going to do and all. He said he was going to be at his best and outrun the defense and have the quarterback throw him touchdown passes. He predicted that he would make four or more touchdowns and we would win. I got caught up in the excitement and told Flash that if he made four touchdowns and we won that I would give him anything he wanted. We high-fived on that one. He said, Miss Brenda, that is a deal, anything I want?" "Yes," I said, "Anything I can afford to give you." I was thinking money and stuff. Flash said, "I'm not going to let you down, Miss Brenda. I will make at least four touchdowns and we will win and I will think of something I want that you can afford," as he gave a little chuckle and smiled at me. I still was not suspicious of what he might have in mind, after all, I was a married white woman old enough to be his mom, and he was a young black guy who was handsome and probably had a nice girlfriend who gave him all he needed. These thought were not in my mind at the time, they are just my thoughts now that I recall the events of this story. I was thinking of a new CD, T-shirt, sneakers or whatever.We checked into the hotel that afternoon, my room was very nice and spacious and only me in the room being that my husband had to cancel out at the last moment. I went to the lobby and picked up a local paper to read and there was a sports column predicting a win of 21 to 7 in favor of the local team. Flash walked up and spoke as I handed him the paper and I said, "Look at this"!Flash read the article and remarked, "Well I now have an added incentive to win and to make those four touchdowns and baby I'm going to do it and cash in on your promise to boot.. I can taste this win already and it is going to be the sweetest one yet, one that I will remember all my life." "That's a deal, Flash. You only get one chance at this game so be good and play hard Go for it. Make me pay off. It would be great to win this one, I will give anything to win," I said in excitement not realizing I was really getting myself into hot water. I still did not realize what Flash may have been having visions of. To me it was just a lot of hype we were giving each other and me especially to get him to play hard and win the game.Arriving at the football stadium, there was plenty of hollering, cheering, and excitement and everyone was predicting the score of the game as well as the outcome. One man said three touchdowns will win, and I told him that I already had a promise of four touchdowns. All of a sudden flash was in my mind and I could not get him out. I looked around at the young girls with their boyfriends and looked at the players on the field warming up for the game. I was having flashbacks of my days in high school and dating and being obsessed with boys as I looked for Flash. Oh there he is I thought. Oh gee, I wish I was young again and could go meet him when he comes out of the locker room after the win and congratulate him with a big hug and kiss and maybe go out with him later, as I giggled and thought of what we might do in the car. Of course I knew those days were gone and I was now well beyond those years and being with Flash after the game was out of the question. The game started and as the first quarter ended, the score was 7 to 7 and Flash had not scored as of yet. At the beginning of the second quarter I was watching flash as he raced down the field and was thinking of his nice young black body and watching his nice butt wiggle as he ran wishing I could feel his body next to me when suddenly I realized he had caught a ball and was crossing the goal line. "That's great, Flash. You are the best. Three more to go and I will give you anything," I shouted. A black lady next to me laughed and said, "Better watch out sugar what you say, that young black stud might just decide he wants some of your sweet ass." I was embarrassed and didn't know what to say as I sat back down wondering if Flash would really want to sample what I had at my age.Half time came and we were trailing 21 to 14. I had watched Flash race down the field many times without catching the football. He seemed to be well covered on most plays. I was enjoying the fantasy of being in high school again and watching my favorite player win or loose. As the game went on and as I watched Flash, I began to have visions of what I would do with him if I were back in high school. I would be after his body for sure. OK, Brenda, stop it. This is not reality I was thinking. You are driving yourself crazy for no reason. Well, I though, it is so nice to have these little thoughts. What I would give to be in bed with this young black player? Anything? Then it dawned on me. What if we win and Flash makes the four touchdowns. I wonder what he will ask for? Wish he would ask for my white married ass and he could join me in the big old hotel bed. Stop it Brenda! It will never happen. It was unbelievable, but just like Flash had predicted. I watched his nice black butt race down the field two more times in the third quarter beating the defense for two touchdowns. The score as now 28 to 28, with a quarter left to play. Flash had scored three of the four he promised. Late in the fourth quarter the opponents kicked a field goal to go ahead by three points. It looked dismal as they got the ball with only 45 seconds left to play. I looked over at the sidelines at my hero, Flash. He had a dejected look and I wanted to hug him and cheer him up and tell him he was my hero win or loose. Just then the quarterback fumbled the ball and our offense went on the field. Three plays later it was fourth down and 5 seconds on the clock when Flash broke the huddle, looked up where I was sitting and smiled. I knew he had gotten the call. I watched intently as his young black body raced down the sideline getting behind his defender and as he crossed the goal line, caught the ball on his fingertips. He raced over in front of me and threw the ball my direction. I shouted, "You get anything you want Flash" I think he heard me as he smiled and raced off the field. WE WON! FLASH had WON as well.I went to the dressing room area as fast as I could and met Flash as he came out and gave him a big hug and kissed him on the lips. He said, "Miss Brenda, remember that you promised me anything you could give me." I was wondering what it would be and was having some thoughts of what it might be, however I had to remind myself to not think too much on the matter because I was not a young chick and was likely not attractive to this young black stud who I had grown to admire in more ways than one in the last two days.After eating and returning to the room, I found the message light was blinking so I called my message box and heard this message, "Hi Miss Brenda, This is Flash. How did you like the game? I did what I promised. I hope you will do the same. I will be over later to collect."Yes it had to be! He wanted me! What am I going to do? I decided that if he wanted me I was going to be ready. There was a little boutique down the street and off I went. I found some lacy, sheer black panties and bra and a sheer red gown. Oh wow! I knew I would look hot just in case. I hoped that he would not disappoint me. I went back to my room and waited and waited and waited.10 Pm and I heard the phone ring. I was in my sheer things with that ready for bed look Flash said, "Hi, can I come over and collect now?" "OHHH yes, sure. I will be waiting for you Flash, Great game!"Hearing a soft knock, I opened the door for Flash. As he came in and saw me, he said, "Wow, Miss Brenda, you look hot! I guess you are wondering what I have decided I want for making good on my promise. Hope you will not be mad at me," as his eyes moved up and down my 5' 9" frame. I could see that he was suddenly in a state of sexual arousal as I looked down at the front of his white jogging suit. The bulge left little to the imagination, and little doubt that he was hot for me. I was sure he was so worked up he would not be denied even if I tried to get out of it."No Flash, I will not be angry, after all I did promise anything I could give you and I am sure you would not ask me for something I could not give. I hope that I have not been mistaken in my thoughts about what you might want," I blinked my eyes and gave him a coy smile as I moved toward him, lifting my lips to meet his. Without a word more, we kissed passionately. We both came up for air breathing heavily and just looked at each other. We both knew that we wanted each other and there was no turning back. He told me that he was thinking of me all through the game and wanted to make good on his promise so he could have this moment with me. We then wrapped our arms around each other as I told him that he had been the focus of my fantasies of being in high school again and being with him. We started kissing again as I slipped my gown off and let it drop to the floor. I was now in my sheer black panties and bra as he let his hands explore my body, kissing and breathing heavily.I was very aware of his black manhood now at it was standing tall and erect, brushing me through his jogging suit and my panties. I wanted to see my reward for encouraging him to do his best, I reached into his pants and as I felt his rod I almost had an orgasm as I let my mind take me back to high school and I became a young girl again wanting to explore all the sexual things again. As I let my fantasies continue, I was thinking that this is the man I want to give myself to. I want to be his. He has won me by playing so well in a hero's game of football. I held onto his pole as I counted the touchdowns that Flash had made, one by one with a squeeze.Flash was now feeling of my white lobes through my sheer black bra, as the nips hardened to his touch, I whispered to him, "Please unhook my bra so you can really play with your toys. He responded and as I let my bra fall to the floor, Flash started kissing my neck and kissed down to my nips and took them into his mouth one by one, sucking like a baby. I unzipped his jacket and as it went to the floor. I moved my hands all over his hairy chest gently rubbing his manly nips, and all over his back. I slipped my hands inside his bottoms and I felt his sexy hard butt that I had watched twist and squirm all through the game, wishing I could do what I was now doing. Now they were mine for the moment! I started pulling his bottoms down to free his beautiful ebony rod. I fell to my knees and took a moment to admire this sweet young hard pole that was obviously responding to my presence. I was making it pay attention to me. It was so beautiful and I gently kissed it and licked the clear liquid that was seeping from the seed canal. I knew that is was getting prepared to send the contents of those nice black balls deep inside my white canal when I would opened wide and welcomed all he could give. I played with his black balls thinking of the pleasure I was having and was yet to come. Flash was moaning and pushing into my mouth. He was ready now for me and I knew that I needed to let him play some with my husband's hairy pussy. I moved to the bed and whispered to Flash to pull my black panties off and look at the prize he had worked so hard for and had won. He pulled my panties off as I lifted my hips. He carefully parted my lips and kissed me deeply, sending his tongue deep inside, almost making me have an orgasm knowing that a young black man was realizing a dream that only a few his age had experienced. He licked my clittie and sucked it making me squirm and moan in pleasure. I gently pulled his head making it known that I was ready and opened my thighs inviting him to do the final act so important to a man, that of planting their seed. Flash was so sexed up now that he was up and into me in a "FLASH." He soon was pumping hard and fast as I met every stroke with a thrust as I moved my hips in a circular motion seeking all he had to give. We were both breathing hard and tugging and pulling and holding on for all it was worth as we exploded at the same time. I laid there as I felt his black rod pumping and throbbing and spurting the contents of his back balls deep inside my husband's private place. My canal was having spasms pulling the seed toward their final destination as I had a huge orgasm caused by my young black stud as he planted his black seed deep in his white prize. The only one that could welcome another into my husband's playpen was I and I wanted Flash and now I had him. I was so pleased and satisfied. I was glad that I had promised "anything I could give." I was young again, at least young enough to have and please a horny young black guy who had the 'hots' for me and was playing so hard to win his reward, ME!We laid there without a word for a long time holding and gently moving our hands over each other, giving a little peck to one another now and then. Flash finally spoke up and said, "Just thought you might like to know, you are my first white woman, and you have really pleased me. I am sure happy that we won. I knew it would be good but didn't know it was this good. Just think what I would have missed," and he chuckled.I responded, "Yes, Flash, I didn't know that this was in my promise originally but I am glad you thought it was. Of course if we had not won, we may not have ever know this moment. You have really made this a memorable win! It makes me feel really special to know that you were playing hard to winto get ME." I laid there remembering every detail of the evening, as I moved my hand down between my legs and felt Flashe's black seed as they over flowed covering my lips and making my pubic hair matt and feel guey. I was wishing that we could do this another time, well maybe we can... I was soon asleep and when I woke, Flash was not in the room. Thank goodness he knew to go back to his room so we would not be found out and get into trouble, after all I was supposed to keep an eye on the students and see that they behaved themselves. What do you expect when adults think they're teenagers again? END(Please let me know what you think of my story. What would you have done? I'm Brenda at [email protected])*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 37 |
mywife14.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/14/mywife14.txt | John Scott stared in amazement at Marlene. Fuck! She was so god-damn beautiful as she stood in the dim light of the service station bay, completely naked. All she was wearing was a pair of sexy six-inch spiked heels and lots of golden jewelry on her tanned firm body. This horny young homemaker was standing just inches away from him. Old man, Fred, and his young son, Peter, stood directly behind her, watching, wanting to see what she was going to do with him. By the wild erotic look on Marlene's face and the deep lust burning in her eyes, they could tell the sex drug had completely taken over her mind and body. Yes, the power of unwanted lust was racing through her body like a wild fire. Right now, she was one of the horniest looking women either of them had ever seen in their lives.John had watched Marlene in action just last week, at his ranch. He and his wife had had sex with her many times that night. He had even fed her to one of his prize horses, and both he and his wife had watched in wonder as she sucked that huge stallion's hard cock and then drank down the gallons of horse cum as it sprayed out of the stallion's huge cock tip. She had taken the hot horse semen into her mouth and drank it down as if she had not eaten in weeks. Then they had both helped Marlene place the huge prick into her wet pussy and she pushed all of the big horse cock into her cunt, fucking it until she came on it, repeatedly. That night John knew this woman did not ever want the fucking to stop. He also knew it was not the sex drug keeping her there, the drug had worn off long before he took her to the big stallion. This woman just loved sex. She was a fuck slut, there was no doubt in his mind. John had never been with a woman so sex driven as this beautiful wife standing in front of him. The extra dosage of the animal sex drug that John had given her had just helped speed up the wicked lust hidden deep inside Marlene's already sex driven mind.He moved closer to her until her huge swollen nipples were nearly touching his shirtfront. She lifted her head and stared at John, a sexy pouting smile on her face, her lust gazed eyes filled with fire. As she wet her lips, her mouth opened just a fraction and he could see her tongue playing about between her even white teeth. Marlene smiled at him warmly. "I think you're very sexy, John," she said softy, touching his chest with the palm of her hand. "I know you have a wonderfully big cock." Placing one hand on his chest, he felt its warmth. "I remember everything about last week at your ranch, and I want to come back to see your horses again" she murmured as she smiled wickedly up at him.He gazed into her gorgeous face and tried to figure out what turned this normal housewife into such a horny slut. She wasn't like this when he had first noticed her. He remembered seeing her for the first time right here at this service station, putting gas in her little car. She hadn't noticed him at the other set of pumps, staring at her. What had caught his eye was her beautiful young face. He had stared at her as she filled her car with gas. She hadn't been wearing any makeup or jewelry and she had no tan to speak of, and she'd been wearing just a long dark colored house dress, flowing down to her ankles and completely hiding that sexy body of hers. He could tell she must have a nice set of tits by the dark outline of her chest and the way the dress fell from her upper body. But her face was so beautiful, he knew she was must have a beautiful body under that dress. Boy, was he right, he had thought as he stared at her nude body.Marlene spoke softly saying, "In fact I've been thinking about your cock a lot lately," as she continued, circling her long bright red fingernails about his chest. Suddenly one of his shirt buttons popped open and his eyes widened in mock surprise. "Did I do that? How naughty of me! Oh goodness! There goes another one! And another!"Her fingers played about on his chest, flicking open button after button until she had his shirt completely undone. She stared into his eyes the whole time she was doing this, smiling wickedly. All he could do was look down and watch as this horny housewife trying to seduce him."I want so suck your big cock, John!" she said, her voice husky with lust. "I need to taste your thick cock cream."He looked on as she leaned toward him, planting kisses on both of his nipples, sucking and teasing them with her snake-like tongue. Then she moved down, scraping her wet tongue over his chest. She poked her tongue tip into his navel and circled it about. Her free fingers began to unbuckle his belt."I need to suck you off again like last week," she rambled on, sinking down to her knees on the cold garage floor. She unzipped him and his jeans fell to the floor. She tugged on his shorts and thrust them eagerly down his legs.John's dick pointed to the ground at a forty-five-degree angle. It was thickening steadily at sight of Marlene's naked darkly tanned body, her huge nipples, so swollen and hard, protruding straight out off the tips of her monstrous swollen tits. Shit, her fucking breasts didn't even sag under their heavy weight. It was like she was wearing a invisible bra making the two glans push up off her chest. She really knew how to cocktease with those 36DD tits, rubbing and jabbing her thick buds, that had grown to over two inches long now and as thick as a thumb, into his upper thighs. It was incredibly erotic.Then her cool fingers with the long sharp painted nails were curling around his hanging cock and he felt his legs tense. Marlene was turning and twisting his prick tenderly in her fist, eyeing it carefully as she wanted to watch it grow hard in her hand. She started pumping it up and down slowly in the tight circle of her fingers, priming it and testing its weight."Your cock is fantastic," she murmured admiringly, examining the thick blue veins and the foreskin pulling away from it's tip. Each time she thrust down on John's cock, the skin peeled back and the huge dome of his cock head soared into view, shining wetly.Marlene bent forward and began to kiss his cock, licking along the throbbing hunk of meat and scouring it with her tongue, keeping her eyes glued to his face the whole time. She smiled at him teasingly, watching his reaction. She knew what the sight of her licking his cock must have been doing to him."Jesus, honey!" he groaned!She twisted his massive shaft in her fist and cork-screwed the head between her wet lips. Dipping her face low on him, she sucked in two or three inches of fast growing cock, then started bucking her head up and down on it. Her fist primed the base roughly. It was thickening in her mouth. Fuck she thought, he was already so thick and getting harder by the second.OOOOOHHHHH! OOOOOOOHHHHH! Honey! He gazed down at her lovely face and watched her suck on his shaft, taking in three, four, five, six, and seven inches at a time now. His cock hadn't even grown to it's full size yet and it's head was denting her smooth cheek each time she slid her mouth up the thickening trunk.MMMMMMMMM! MMMMMMMM! Marlene moaned! A deep, satisfied sound that said she was enjoying herself thoroughly. She was twisting he cock base in her fingers. Her head bobbed up and down faster now, her hair flying.Without warning, she suddenly stopped, lifted her sucking mouth off his huge cock and stared at the 12" of hardened meat as if she'd had a sudden thought. Squeezing it in her fist, she smiled curiously and then began rubbing the cock-head on her face, smearing it up and down on her cheeks and across the bridge of her nose. Her eyes closed tightly as she crammed the prick-head against the lids, smudging the sockets with tiny trails of pre-cum."OOOOOOOHHHHHHH! Fuck!" John croaked, staring at her face. "Marlene honey! Marlene honey!" Her long eyelashes were glistening with pre-cum sauce and there were trails of clear liquid up her cheeks and along side her nose. Her fist barely able to clamp around the swollen dick as she held it tightly, she continued on her way, mashing the head against her face as if it were some new treatment for a woman's complexions. She finally slopped it against her lips and sucked the bulbous knob inside."MMMM! MMMMM!" She moaned ecstatically, resuming her wild up and down movements on his now full erect prick. Her free hand was cupping his big set of nuts, that hung down in the huge tight skin sack and she caressed them wantonly."I can't stand it! OOOOOOHHHHH! Fuck! I can't stand it any longer!" he grunted suddenly as he was reached for her, slipping his hands into her armpits. He then hauled her up, forcing her to release the cock from her mouth.Then John was pulling her backwards towards a old truck seat in the next bay in the garage. "No!" Marlene screamed. "Give me your cock! I want to suck your cock!" she wailed. "Let me suck it! Let me suck your cock!"His blue jeans tangled around his ankles as John hauled her roughly to the old seat. He bent her backwards over one end and tugged her onto the old cloth covered seat surface, using every once of his strength to control her erratic wriggling. He flipped her onto her back in front of him, lowered her head until it tilted backwards over the high truck seat edge. Marlene's brown hair cascaded to the floor."SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH! You can suck it! I'll let you suck it!" John groaned, "But I have to do it this way! I've just got to! Here! Here's my cock!"Marlene's face was upside down in front of his enormous prick and he was poking it at her lips, trying to get it back into her mouth. But she didn't seem to understand, she was still struggling, reaching for his prick and trying to raise herself up off the long seat at the same time."Here, you stupid cunt! I'm going to fuck your face! Relax and open your mouth! I'm going to shove my cock down your throat and fuck your face!""OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"He was prodding his cock every which way on her face, bumping her cheeks and her nose with the hard wet head. Then suddenly Marlene seemed to hear him. She lay still, her body limp on the old seat, and her mouth opened wide. John drove his hips forward, plowing his huge prick head and three inches of dick into her mouth with one strong lunge. He waited, giving her a second to adjust to the bulging, erection, then slowly slipped the rest of it in, burying all 12 inches of his hard cock in her upside down face.Marlene gurgled, her eyelids fluttering. She gazed up between his legs and studied the great smooth pouch of his balls as it dangled inches from her nose. She could see the corded muscles of his thighs and the crack of his tight ass.But then he started fucking her in earnest, drilling all of his 12 inches of hard cock meat in and out of her mouth with a vengeance. She managed to grab a short breath as the huge cock slipped over her tongue.His balls swung crazily before her and his ass cheeks flexed. Each time he drove forward, his ball stack dragged roughly up over her forehead, scraped along her nose, and ended up caught against her upper lip, blocking off both nostrils completely."OOOOOHHHHH! Jesus! OOOHHHH! Jesus!" he croaked, as he knifed his cock into throat again and again. The heavy semen was boiling in his nuts and he was no longer in control of his actions. He carved her mouth open with his prick, half out of his mind.John was holding her down on the truck seat by her thighs. "What a pussy! What a beautiful pussy!" he groaned. He dropped down on top of her, glued his mouth to Marlene's shaven pussy. He dug his tongue between the bald pussy mounds, poking it up inside her wet cunt, twisting and licking his tongue around her swollen clit and then began ramming it back and forth, up and down, at the same time he pumped his cock deeply into the bottom of her throat."MMMMMMFFFFFF!" Marlene moaned, totally helpless beneath him. She clutched his muscled thighs tensely and tried to keep her throat aligned, so that he wouldn't hurt her with his plunging cock. She snuffled and snorted onto his balls as she tried to suck in enough air."SSSPPPLLFFF!" he slobbered into her dripping pussy, nipping at the hanging skin folds of her piss flags. Her cunt was gaping wide for him, seeping a thick white creamy fluid. It was dripping off her swollen clit button onto his tongue. He used his mouth to pry the cunt lips even farther apart, sucking and slurping nosily. Marlene's pussy already seemed wide enough to get a fist into it. As she gazed up into the crack of his ass, Marlene knew what was about to happen. The thick vein stretching under his huge prick, was carrying a big load of cum, the thick cord of its vein was swelling larger by the second. His cock plunged and withdrew in front of her eyes, its trunk glistening with her saliva. His balls danced wildly on her face. She clasped his thighs tightly, aware that he was eating her cunt so fucking good. She blew her hot breath into his crotch.OOOOOOHHHHH! Fuck! OOOOOOHHHH! Fuck!," he gasped suddenly, lifting his pussy juice smeared face up off Marlene's cunt. "I'm coming! I'm coming down your throat. OOOOHHHHH! Fuck!"John plunged inside her two or three more times and Marlene felt his cock head twitch. Suddenly her entire mouth was ballooning with sperm, filled to overflowing with a great heavy load of hot cream. It coated her tongue, splattered the roof of her mouth. Two thick white trails escaped from the corners of her mouth.Then he was plunging forward, driving all the hot semen down her throat and into her belly. She swallowed frantically, knowing full well that this was only the beginning and that now he was started he wouldn't stop till his swinging balls were empty. The cum tasted so good and sweet to Marlene as it went down into her belly, it was thick as glue, but she loved it's taste so much."OOOOOHHHH! Shit! It feels so good! Feels so good to be coming down your throat again," he wailed, his face red and gleaming with sweat. He drove in and out of her throat steadily as great strings of white sperm dripped and drooled from his cock shaft and splattered her face."MMMMMFFFFFF!" she moaned, her fingers digging deep into his thighs. Another huge blast of cum shot out into her sucking mouth and she started gagging on the stuff, snorting it up her nasal passages and exploding it from flared nostrils. All at once, fat bubbles of silver cum were shooting from her nostrils and she painted his nut sack with his sperm. His cock head spasmed and poured out jet after jet of the streaming thick liquid, clogging her mouth to capacity and choking up her bobbing throat muscles. In and out, in and out, he drove, his head suspended over her gaping cunt. Marlene was keeping up with his flow. He seemed to have quarts of the stuff. No sooner had she cleared away one blast with a deep suck, when another shot ripped into her mouth, forcing her cheeks to balloon wide.More and more sperm escaped from the corners of her mouth. It poured like mercury up her cheeks and pooled in her eye sockets. Messing up her pretty face obscenely and her nose snorted the stuff, cum bubbles formed from her nose. Her raw and reddened lips were coated, as if she had been sucking ice cream."Drink it all down! Drink it all down you slut!" he grunted, his ass cheeks pistoning back and forth in a pale blur. "Suck it all down! Suck it all down to your belly!"Marlene gurgled, her neck rippled wildly with the effort of swallowing, and her head was jerking up and down with the harsh thrusts of his hips. He blasted out another and another wad of cum. The stuff spat down her throat and slithered to her cum filled belly quickly.Drinking it down, she didn't want it to end. She didn't care if she suffocated on the stuff! Almost drowning in his cum, she loved it."Oh! Baby! Oh! Baby!" he moaned, mashing his balls onto she sperm-smeared face. "Take it all!"Marlene swallowed one more time, sucking down a great sizzling glob of white thick semen and it was over. His balls were empty. John continued to pump into her mouth, driving his cock head as far into her throat as he could, but he was finished, he'd shot the last of his steaming sperm. It drooled down her face, seeping from her lips and her out of her nose, making Marlene's skin all glittery.She slobbered, curling her tongue around his bloated cock shaft. She licked it all clean, not wasting a drop. She was looking for more cum. Still hungry for a man's love juice and wanting to fill her belly with more thick white sperm. John's cock started to go limp in her mouth. He stood up and pulled away from her sucking mouth, making a small popping sound. He looked down at her cum soaked face; it was now all shiny and white. She took her fingers and scrapped the thick pools from her eyes sockets and into her mouth, licking her fingers clean. Marlene's long brown hair was soaked from the cum that had run down her face. He noticed that her belly was slightly swollen from all the sperm she had swallowed.As Marlene sat up on the old truck seat, licking her lips with a wicked smile on her face she looked over at old Freddie. Standing up she walked slowly over to the older man. He was still in his green work coveralls and she could see the outline of his huge cock straining for release. She placed her hand on his crotch, and rubbed the outline of the big dick that was trying to push through the heavy cloth."Fuck! You're huge!" she groaned. Marlene reached up and pulled the zipper of his coveralls down slowly. Fred wore nothing under his work clothes. His chest was matted with gray hair. Marlene slipped one hand down to his swelling cock and tried to grip it in her hand. Fuck! He was so thick she could hardly get her hand around the shaft of the monstrous prick.Staring deep into his eyes, she squeezed and rubbed his hardening dick, and with a wicked smile on her lips, she asked him if he was ready for her."I really need to be fucked so badly," she cried out to him.Fred moved closer to her and then dipped his head down quickly to kiss her golden brown shoulder as his big hands came up to circle her tiny waist. Her skin was hot and so tight and smooth. He was kissing along her shoulder to her neck. He began nuzzling her cozily just below the ear."Oh, Fred!" she sighed.Marlene couldn't resist the old man's touch, nor did she want to. She couldn't remember being with someone this old before, not that he was not attractive for his age. He was tall, lean, and dark, and had a hard solid body. He was in great shape for man in his sixties. He was making her nerve endings tingle with his kisses.When old Fred kissed her on the lips, she open her mouth to let his tongue snake inside, Marlene returned the kiss sucking down on his tongue, pushing her own tongue back into his mouth. The wild passion went on, both trading their spit back and forth. Finally Fred broke free and started using his lips and tongue on her neck, licking her and teasing her skin with his lips. He worked his way down under her chin and over to the other side of her head. His hands were stroking gently up and down on her flanks, caressing her. His mouth was making her so fucking horny she was consumed with lust.Finally his mouth left her neck and began to drop lower. He started kissing the lush upper slopes of her tits. He sensed her chest rising and falling under his lips as her breathing grew heavier by the second. His hand ran up and down her naked back, as high as her shoulder blades and as low as her upper ass cheeks.Marlene's head rolled back on her shoulders and her eyes closed with pleasure.He moved down, kissing and licking, and one big nipple came into view. Fred's mouth watered. Fuck, she had amazing nipples. Even when she wasn't aroused, they stood up proudly, well over half an inch in length. They had grown so big, stretching two full inches straight out, and were so thick and solid, a dark, nut-brown in color. They sat on top of their puffy red circles like little varnished thumbs. The two fat, solid stubs of hard granite could poke a guy's eyes out. Fred groaned. He studied the one hopelessly erect stub.He leaned forward and flicked the nipple with his tongue then, with a deep groan, he sank his mouth onto it and began sucking madly. It was hot and hard as stone against his tongue."OHHHHH! OOOOHHHH!" she moaned. Marlene arched her back, forcing her tit against the old man face, cramming the nipple into his sucking mouth! His hand moved up to cup and maul the other huge breast. Fred couldn't get over how taut her tits were and the weight... fuck they were so heavy. The melon-sized tit lay in his large palm, covering it completely. His finger sent sparks through her tingling body.He sucked hard on her nipple, circling his tongue around and round it, drawing it up off it's circle with his lip. It seemed to swell and grow even longer in his mouth. When he finally lifted up off it, the stub was wet and shining, as if it had been glazed. It pointed proudly toward the ceiling. "I've never seen nipples like these. These are such gorgeous fucking tits," Fred groaned. Then he began licking down into her deep cleavage, slobbering his way between her tits toward the other swollen nipple."They've always been that way, ever since I was a teenage. I don't know why," Marlene murmured, her eyes closed, her head rolling back as Fred found her other nipple with his mouth and began sucking it as he had the first. "I don't believe these fucking nipples! They're crazy," he wheezed, lifting his mouth off her tit at last.Fred gazed fondly at her tits as they shifted and settled with her slightest movements. They were nicely tanned and swollen-looking and stood off her chest and separated a little if they had been pumped too full of some heavy fluid. The circles around the tips were puffy and a deep red color, but the nipples jutted out so far they cast shadows on the skin.The huge glands rose and fell with her heavy breathing. She stared at him, wondering if he was ever going to fuck her, she wanted him to so badly. Fred stood up and leaned into her, kissing her on her full lips, his tongue slipped deep into her mouth. His hands moved on her back, pulling her in closer to him until her tits pushed into his hairy chest. Taking hold of her head, with his hands on either side of her face, he started kissing her deeply, snaking his tongue in and out of her open mouth.She kissed back wildly, sucking on his tongue as it raced around inside her mouth, slipping her own tongue deep into his open lips. The kissing then continued for a while until Fred pulled free. Marlene didn't want it to stop, she loved kissing the old man, feeling his huge cock pushing against her belly. Marlene needed to fucked, and soon! She was going out of her mind. "You like having your titties sucked? That feel good, a hot mouth on your big nipples?" he leered!He moved around behind her, and bringing up both hands up, cupped her tits solidly, squeezing them, pressing the nipples in on them selves with his thumbs. She leaned forward and let her tits settle into his hands.Marlene watched through lust-gazed eyes, the sex drug still working on her mind, running through her body like a wild forest fire out of control. He lifted both tits and separated them, testing their weight. Then he nuzzled his face back between the two swollen glans, squeezing both breasts to his cheeks. He mashed them to either side of his head and groaned with pleasure. Then he began kissing and licking them again. Fred planted hot wet kisses on her skin, working his way lower an inch at a time. Slipping his head from between her breasts, he licked down over her firm abs and rib cage. Fuck! She had a hard young body, Fred thought to himself.Moving down to the slight hollow of her belly, he ran his lips over her tanned dark brown skin, finding it hard and taut. Then he was digging his tongue into her navel, scooting it around and teasing her, Marlene's belly heaved under this marauding mouth. She knew where this was leading and her heart was beating even faster in anticipation. Suddenly Fred's mouth left her navel and sucked its way down over her lower stomach. He lifted up his head and looked at her face, never had he seen such a horny look on a woman's face in his life, and he had been with a lot of women in his days. He relished the pouting lips and her eyes filled with wild raw passion."You want me to use my mouth on your cunt?" he asked with a leer. "Want me to suck your pussy? I can lick your cunt real good, I suck a mean cunt. Ask anybody, they'll tell you. Fred Cook is the best pussy-eater in town." He licked lower on her golden belly as he stared up at her with a strange, wild look in his eyes. Slowly Marlene opened her legs, spreading her feet wide for him.Fred caught a glimpse of her shaven pussy, then more and more of her cunt was slowly revealed to him. He licked his lips, swallowed hard, and then groaned. "Atta girl spread your legs, spread'em wide," he muttered. "I like lots of room when I eat pussy. I like to get my head in there and really go to town."Marlene's slender brown thighs cranked wider. The puffy bare lips of her cunt started to split for him."Beautiful! Just fucking beautiful!" he whispered, gazing at the puffy lips of her cunt. "Is there anything about you that isn't fucking gorgeous, babe?"Marlene stared down at him as, his faced beaming, just stared into to her cunt. The lust raced through her body out of control. His mouth was only inches away from her wet flushed pussy."Gorgeous face, gorgeous legs, gorgeous tits, gorgeous ass, and now a gorgeous fucking pussy. You are really some gorgeous hunk of woman, babe. Your husband must be nuts leaving you alone all week up here by yourself.She didn't even answer him, she was to far gone to hear him. Fred's fingers inched up her thighs into her crotch. He pried at the piss flips of her cunt, her shiny pink skin winking at him. He could see her inner cunt, and the huge head of her clit. It was as though she had a tiny pink penis growing out of her pussy. She fell back onto the old truck seat, propped herself up on her elbows and then lifted her legs and hooked her feet onto the edge of the seat. At the same time, she spread her thighs wide, displaying her crotch for the old man. She stared down at him between her splayed legs."That's it. Atta girl," he encouraged, suddenly faced with not only with her flowering pussy, but also the puckered ring of her little pretty asshole, which he would be fucking very shorting. "Show Freddie your cunt darlin', spread yourself wide for him now.Marlene was now sopping wet without him even touching her pussy.The old man thrust his face up against her pussy, poking at the hunks of flesh with his tongue."OOOOOOHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOHHHHHH!" she moaned again, closing her eyes and swinging her head about loosely. His tongue on her pussy felt better than it had on her nipples. Marlene's golden belly ripped with pleasure. She sat up and gripped the back of his head, drawing his face tighter into her crotch."Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!" she sighed, holding his head tightly against her tingling pussy. "Suck me like that! Eat my pussy! Stick your hot tongue deep inside me! Fuck, yes!" Her legs were now spread as widely as possible, Fred's face turned up between them and his mouth mashed hard into her cunt. Her cunt-lips folded open over his mouth. Pussy-juice drooled down from deep inside her cunt and soiled his chin, his cheeks, and his nose.Her pussy was so flesh and sweet, having being shaven completely bald. He swirled his tongue everywhere on it, licking her thick outer cunt-lips and then sliding deeper inside. It was strange not having pussy-hair ticking his nose, but this only added to his excitement."Oh, fuck! It feels so-good!" Marlene exclaimed. "Your tongue feels so fucking good inside my cunt. Poke it deeper! Shove it far inside me, as far as it can go!"Fred did as she asked, digging his tongue far up inside her wet cunt. Then, with his fingers, he held open the outer piss-flips, stretching them like elastic. When he drew his tongue back again, he flicked it over the stiffing bud of her clit. The clit button was nearly three inches long, all pink and swollen, beating like a heart."OHHHHHH YESS! Fuck!" Marlene growled, a deep shudder going through her. "OHHHH! Fuck! Yes! So fucking good!"Her cunt twitched against his face, warm syrup poured down like a rushing stream from deep inside her pussy.She had lost her grip on the back of his head and slipped back on the old truck seat."Sonovabitch! She howled, her whole body shuddering. She had absolutely no control over her movements.Fred felt her body shaking. His hands scooped under the cheeks of her ass and then clutched her tiny waist. He raised his head from her crotch and turned her over on the seat, his arm supporting her under her belly. Marlene found herself on her hands and knees on the truck seat with Fred crouched behind her, his arm still under her middle."Oh Shit! Fuck me you cock sucker!" Marlene mumbled, her voice thick with passion. She squatted there on her hands and knees on the old seat, her big tits dangling beneath her and her swollen nipples rubbing on the dirty seat.Old Fred pulled his arm from under her and stroked both his hands over the perfect spheres of her ass. Fuck! Her ass cheeks were so taut. Then he began peeling off his coveralls. His cock was fully erect, standing straight out from his long lean body. He was well hung for a man of sixty, he obviously could still get it up. His nickname by his friends was "The Pipe". Marlene caught sight of his cock and a wave of lust ran through her. Fuck! He was huge. At least thirteen inches long, and so thick it looked like a small baseball bat. She seemed to know what he was going to do. She muttered and mumbled, the dirty words becoming less and less clear. Then she leaned forward and supported herself on her elbows. Her ass reared upwards in a beautiful curve, her legs spread wide apart."You're one hot cunt, you know that?" Fred grunted, "One hot horny housewife."He knelt behind Marlene, his huge hard-on throbbing in front of him. He took his dick in his fist and pumped it. Then he moved forward and nudged his big fat cock-head between the lips of her gaping cunt."OOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" he moaned as he entered her. Marlene wiggled her ass urgently as Fred's cock slid slowly, inch-by-inch, deeper into her fuck-hole, with no effect. Her pussy was so slick. It was as if someone was sliding a large snake into her body. He shoved all 13 inches between her piss-flips, paused for just a second, while his heavy balls pushed against her ass-cheeks. Then he started fucking her. Fred held her around the tiny waist and lunged in and out of her with slow, steady fuck strokes, as if he had all day to get off."Oh, yes! Oh, Yes! On, yes!" Marlene chanted, jerking back and forth in front of him. Her tits wobbled beneath her each time he drove his big prick deep up her cunt. He fucked her steadily for several minutes, always at the same pace. Then his hands left her tiny waist and began stroking down over the taut cheeks of her ass. He spread the twin ass-globes as he fucked her. Her glazed down intently at the puckered ring of her pretty, brown ass-hole."What an ass!" he muttered. "What a fucking perfect, tight ass. It looks hungry for a big hard cock. What do you think slut?"Marlene was barely listening. She was dazed from the sex drug and pleasure of his cock pumping into her pussy. She was rocking back and forth on his prick as if she could fuck all night long. She didn't answer him. She just continued mumbling and moaning to herself as he fucked her."It's just too perfect an ass to pass up," he went on. "I've just got to bury my cock inside it. You got any objections, slut? Do you mind if I fuck you up the ass?"There was no answer from Marlene. He paused in mid-stroke and eased his huge prick from her pussy. His cock glistened and dripped slime, and he rested it quickly in betweens the firm buns.He let the cunt juice and pre-cum ooze out onto the dark pit of her asshole for a moment, then began rubbing his prick up and down between her ass-cheeks. "I've wanted to butt fuck you since the first day I saw you come into my service station to get gas." He changed the angle of his dick until the swollen cock-head was slotted against the ring of her asshole. He braced the cock-shaft with one hand and began easing forward. Her knees started to give way, but then she steadied herself and gave a low moan, seeming to come to her senses finally. "Such a sweet feeling, to shove your prick up a cute woman's ass", he grunted. "Such a great fucking feeling."The head of his prick was now buried between the cheeks of her firm ass and the puckered ass-ring was actually widening, opening up to accommodate his massive fuck-pole.Marlene began to groan more loudly. She seemed to realize, for the first time, what he was trying to do to her."Freddie, you dirty bastard! You dirty, kinky, fucking bastard!" she gasped. "Do it to me." "Oh! Yes Baby! You're going to get butt-fucked by this old man. Feel your pretty asshole streach, baby. Feel it taking in my big thick cockhead."Yes! I Feel It, God dammit, fuck! OOOOOOOOOH! I can feel your fucking big cock plowing up into my ass!"His cock-head was now completely inside her ass-hole. The tight ass-ring had expanded and folded itself down over the throbbing dome. It felt good to Marlene, it was one of the new sensations she had come to love during the past four weeks."Do it to me! Keep going!" she gasped, reaching back to take hold of her own ass-cheeks and stretch them apart. "Shove that fucking fuck-pole all the way up my ass!"Her words sent a dirty thrill all the way through him. He grabbed hold of her tiny waist and pulled her hips back toward his crotch as one, two, three, four inches of prick-shaft slid up into her ass. His cock felt like its skin was being peeled off, her ass was so tight, but he persevered. Five, six, seven inches disappeared up into her ass."So hard! So fucking big and thick," Marlene croaked, her knees trembling on the old truck seat. "Fuck! It's so wild! I am so fucking horny!""You'd let us do anything to you, wouldn't you, slut?" he hissed in her ear. "You're a dirty, sex crazed, whore and you'd let us do any dirty, kinky, thing we wanted to, right baby?""Yes! Oh fuck yes!" she admitted willingly, still pulling her ass-cheeks wide for him. "I'll let all three of you do anything and I'll love it! You can do any gross, disgusting thing you want to me!"Fred had to concentrate hard to hold himself back. Under ordinary circumstance, her words would have him shooting his load, but the tightness of her ass was helping. His cock was almost numb as it plowed up inside her. Eight, nine, ten, inches of cock-meat had vanished up her ass-hole."How does it feel, slut? How does my hard-cock feel up your tight asshole?" he demanded."Fucking great! I love it! Shove it all up inside of me! Bury your cock to the balls up my ass! Oh, you mother-fucker! What a nasty, kinky fucking bastard you are!" Marlene wailed.Fred groaned, and with a final effort, he buried the last three inches of his hard prick up her ass. He gazed down and saw his crotch hair mashed against her firm, pretty buns. Every last inch of his monstrous cock was jammed up her asshole. The huge fuck stick throbbed inside her rectum."So big! So fucking thick and hard!" Marlene hissed, her breath coming hard and rough. "Oh! And all of it's inside me! I love it!" she groaned!The old man look over at his son who was standing with John, both watching in wonder. "God! She took every fucking inch of my prick up her pretty ass! Oh, Fuck! You guys have to try this," he groaned."Yes," Marlene cried out! "You all have to do it to me! Fuck me up the ass!" Marlene groaned. "All of you have to butt-fuck me till I can't stand-up! Fuck, I want you all to fuck my ass!"She began to wiggle back and forth anxious for his cock-thrusts to start. Her big tits swayed back and forth beneath her. She snaked her hand down between her legs and clutched at his huge set of balls, squeezing the dangling ball-sac against the open slit of her smooth shaven pussy."Fuck my ass, you bastard! Butt Fuck the shit out of me!" Marlene growled, tugging on his nuts.Fred did as she demanded. He had both of his big hands around her tiny waist and started heaving back and forth. His giant cock fucked smoothly in and out of her. He moved so wildly she had to let go of his balls. She steadied herself under him, accepting each fuck-lunge."Butt-fuck me hard! Split me in half with your huge prick!" she demanded. "I love it! Cock-sucker! I love bring ass-fucked!"All three men were surprised at her enthusiasm. They knew this pretty housewife was hot and willing to try anything, but not many women, especially a married woman, would react this way to anal sex. She really was one of a kind."Fuck me harder! Ream your big prick up my ass to the balls!" she demanded, thrusting her hips back against him. "I am baby! I am!" he groaned.His fuck-thrusts were hard and deep. He was burying every last inch of cock up her ass on each stroke. His balls smacked against her open piss flips again, again, and again."Fuck, this is so dirty! I love it!" she groaned. "You guys should be filming this, you stupid bastards! Why don't you have a video camera on me?"Later! Later! John's got one," he gasped, leaning low over her back. "Johnny's going to film you doing every dirty deed we can dream up tonight, don't worry."He rammed his big cock in and out of her ass so hard she began to moan, His huge prick was warping her ass-cheeks out of shape. She reached out one hand to brace herself on the old seat. With closed eyes and clenched her teeth, she tried to savor the weird feelings surging through her and began to whimper."I want to suck cock! I want to suck cock while you fuck me up the ass!" she raved. "Get me Peter, he's hung like you! I want his big 12-inch dick down my throat while his father butt-fucks me!""Later, baby! We'll do that later! We have all night. I'm too close to shooting to stop now! I want you all to myself!" he gasped! "I'm going to pump your pretty ass full of hot cum!""But I'm hungry for cock! I want my mouth full of it! I need a huge cock down my throat while you fuck ass-fuck me! I want more cock!""You're going to get all the cock you can handle in a little while," he said. "How'd you like me to get you two more huge cocks to on suck tonight? Think you could handle five cocks? Can you take three of our big pricks inside you at the same time?""Yes! Oh fuck, yes! Get me more cock! Three hard-ons at the same time!" she squealed. "I love having all three of my holes plugged during the same fucking ! Oh, yes!"Her voice gave out in a series of moans and suddenly she was digging her fingers deep inside her own cunt. She poked two, three fingers inside her pussy. She found her swollen clit and flicked it back and forth. Glistening juice dripped and drooled from her pussy-lips."Shoot it now! Spurt your hot cum up my asshole!" she begged. "I want it all! I want to feel your streaming hot sperm shoot up my ass!"Fred was pumping back and forth crazily. His balls were on fire. Repeatedly he buried his prick up her ass. He clawed at her shoulders with both hands. He could feel her quivering under him as she started her own climax."Butt fuck me, you bastard! Plow my ass with your prick!" she yelped! "Spray your nasty cum all the way up inside me!""Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Marlene screamed; she was cumming. Her fingers rubbing on her clit had sent her over the top. Waves of hot flashes raced through her body. She trembled and quivered, out of control, beneath the old man's straining body. Her gasps became louder and louder."Cumming Now! Oh Fuck! I'm cumming so hard," she wailed, her voice thick with passion. "Spray your juice! Drench my hot asshole with your cock-cream! I want it!"Fred lunged into her. He drove his cock to the hilt up inside her ass again and again. But then he couldn't hold back any longer. He buried his prick one last time. His whole body shuddered as heavy knots of cum began spurting from his prick, drenching her ass-guts. His balls quivered, they were rock hard, and gushed out wad after wad of hot cum."Yes! Fill me! Splatter my asshole with quarts of hot sperm!" Marlene wailed. "Cum with me! Cum with me, you crazy old bastard!" He humped and shuddered behind her, driving his cum spurting cock up her ass time after time. He held her tiny waist tightly, pulling her firmly back against him. His cock spat out jet after jet of thick white semen up her asshole.Cum began to pour down between her legs, staining the old truck seat. It was overflowing her cock-stuffed ass. Thick strings of cum clung to his cock and each time he pulled back the silver goo dribbled over her fingers, which were still jammed up her juicy cunt."Yes, you bastard! Pump my ass full of sperm!" she cried, "Drench me with cum! Yes!"Marlene's knee's buckled under her. Suddenly she was flat on her belly on the old seat, but she kept her fingers crammed up her cunt and Fred kept his cock crammed up her ass. He fell against the seat with his weight and he continued to fuck her, driving his cock deep between the cheeks of her ass."Don't stop! Keep going!" she begged. "Cram my ass full of cock! Fill it with cum! Yes!"Sweet Christ! Fred moaned. His cock felt like it was caught in a vise. He pinned her to the seat, plunging his prick into her as well as he could. But eventually his dick quit spurting cum and he slowed down. He was exhausted. He ignored her pleading for more and gradually came to rest on top of her."You drained me, baby! You drained old Freddie dry!" he hissed. "What an ass! What a hot fuckng ass!"Marlene was muttering and gasping beneath him. It was hard for her to even breathe, much less speak, since his full weight was on her. Only her fingers moved. "I came so fucking good," she wheezed. Her cum-soiled fingers still played with her swollen clit.Me too, sweetie! Fred grunted. "Your sweet ass drained me dry! Oh fuck what a tight sweet ass! Oh, yeah!"Marlene slowly got up, after Fred had pulled away. She asked Fred where the little girls room was. He pointed to a small door over at the far side of the service bay. "I'll be right back, I need to pee." The three men watched her as she slowly made her way across the bay, her spiked heels clicking as she walked. They couldn't get over how beautiful she was. Her taut body was so fucking hot looking, and her huge tits so fucking firm, and those swollen nipples still hard, like two large rubber erasers; her tiny waist and flat firm stomach, the firmness of her moon shaped ass and those long showgirl legs taut from the high heels shoes.When she went into the tiny washroom, it smelt of piss and was very dirty. Setting on the old toilet, cum dripped from her asshole, mixing with her pee. Marlene could hear the three men talking out in the bay about her. She heard Fred say something that made her smile. Telling the boys, he had just called two of his friends to come over to meet her. She was standing in front of the old mirror trying to fix her hair. Staring into her own lust filled eyes, she thought to herself, what am I doing here fucking these men like a whore. And now they getting two more new cocks for me to suck and fuck. That will be five cocks for me to feed on tonight. She could still feel the sex drug that was running though her veins, but she could feel it was wearing thin. Her own strong feeling of lust was still running high though her body, was making her want more cock. Looking into the mirror, she smiled wickedly ... yes! Oh, yes! I want more cock! Marlene came back and joined the three men, all sitting on the truck seat in the middle of the garage. They offered her a beer, and taking it, she drank with them. It felt good going down, but a glass of brandy would have been better she thought to herself. The three men finished two more beers each, while Marlene had trouble finishing her first. Then John slipped his pants back on and went outside to his truck, returning with a small video camera.Turning to Marlene, he said, "Well lets get started my dear. I want some solo stuff of you baby. She didn't flinch, just stepped up to John like a nude model and asked how he wanted to her to pose. John told her he wanted her up on the hood of her car. Then he used his video camera to capture her beautiful form from every possible angle.He concentrated mostly on her shaved crotch, saying this would be a special turn-on for everybody. He had her peel her piss-flips apart while he shot close-ups of her pink swollen clit pushing out like a small baby penis. One pose he really liked was when he had her up on her hands and knees on the windshield of her car, with her taut ass in the air. It reminded him of their earlier ass-fucking session."Shit! That looks really good," Peter commented, still relaxing on the old truck seat. "Her pussy looks so bare and vulnerable, all shaved like that."The blond stud was completely naked, his cock hanging loose and limp down one thigh, and after a minute or so, he took it in his hand and began pumping it lazily. The more he watched the horny young woman posing for big John, the thicker his prick grew in his hand."Just don't get so turned on you blow your wad now," John warned him, leaning over Marlene split crotch. "We need your cock to stay big and hard all evening. Remember that boy." Peter muttered something about John being a fine one to talk for John's big cock was also growing. He too was still naked, except for his t-shirt, and his cock was steadily swelling as it bounced and heaved between his legs. It did not seem to bother him, though. He continued taping as if he were unaffected by the whole thing.Fred and Peter went to the back room and brought out an old double mattress, dropping it on the garage floor in the second bay. John then told Marlene to get down on the mattress. She did as she was instructed, sliding off the hood of her car and moving to the mattress where she then dropped to her knees and waited. "Now Peter, get down on the mattress with her. Hold her in your arms and look like you are in love with her," John said.Young Peter did not need any further instruction. He rose from the truck seat, his huge cock already more then half hard. Then he grabbed Marlene and knelt with her on the mattress, his dangling cock resting against her thigh. He cupped one tit in his large palm and grinned toward the camera like a naughty schoolboy. "What do you want next John?" Peter asked, smiling. John was about to answer. He brought the video camera away from his eye and stared at the two of them as if deciding what was best. But before he could say anything, there was a loud knocking at the back door of the garage. He called time out, and went to let in the two men that Fred had call earlier. John didn't even bother covering his bouncing hard-on. He also knew the two men. He ushered the two huge, muscular young men into the garage. They were about the same age as Peter, twenty-five to thirty, but with broader shoulders and more solid frames. Marlene quivered with excitement at the sight of them. She couldn't help but smile, more cock for her. Fred introduced them as Lee and Phil, business friends of his, both men owned the towing company in town. They did all Fred's towing at the service station.They both began to smile as soon as they caught sight of Marlene. They moved closer to the mattress and stared down at her as if they'd never seen anyone so sexy. They barely seemed to notice Peter kneeling along side her. When Fred suggested his two buddies get undressed, they lost no time. Marlene watched them with interest, wondering which of the two would have the biggest cock. She just wondered if either one of them would be as well hung as well as Peter and Fred. It turned out that, even when soft, both of them had cocks that were longer and thicker than the other men were. It was clear to her that when these boys' pricks became fully aroused they would be much bigger than either of the cocks she had sucked or fucked earlier tonight. Marlene gave a low moan as she realized what she would have to contend with. Fred hadn't been kidding when he'd said she'd have her hands full. The young studs stripped off the last of their clothes and stood there, their big pricks throbbing softly. John moved around them with his camera, trying to figure out what to shoot first. Finally, he suggested that both Fred and Peter stand up on the mattress and the two studs joined them. He wanted Marlene to stay on her knees. All four men were to surround her while she sucked their cocks, he ordered."Sound good to me!" they laughed, making room for the horny housewife as she moved in closer to them."Yeah, go for it slut!" Phil encouraged her, "This is a great way for us to get to know each other a little better, right, baby?" as he looked down at Marlene. "I saw you in action last week at the bar across town. "The night you fucked those four bikers on the pool table, remember baby?" Marlene just looked up and smiled at Phil. He never dreamed he would be having a chance to fuck her himself.Within seconds, Marlene was on her knees, surrounded by huge dangling pricks. She glanced from one cock to the other in turn, as if unsure which one to tackle first."Go ahead and start sucking, what are you waiting for bitch?" John grunted. He had found a place between Lee and Phil. He was on his knees beside Marlene, his camera already taping the hot action."They are all so fucking big! I don't know where to start," she murmured. Her right hand came up and curled around Lee's rapidly thickening cock. Bending forward, she gave the cock-head a few licks. Her other hand found Phil's cock and squeezed it. She then leaned over and licked his swelling dick as well. Peter's dick was directly in front of her and she quickly planted a soft wet kiss midway up the shaft. She then turned her head around and licked the cock-head of old Freddie's growing dick."Beautiful! Do all four, use your pretty mouth on all four cocks," John coaxed.Marlene moaned! She felt so horny with this much cock in front of her. There was something amazingly erotic about having all this cock. Four colossal cocks all to herself! How many women could say they had ever had such an opportunity?Suck'em honey, go ahead and do as the man says," Lee urged."Yeah, sweetie, suck our big dicks. Make 'em nice and hard," Phil added, "You can do it!"She looked up with a wicked grin on her face, then leaned forward and molded her wet lips around the head of Lee's prick. She took three maybe four inches of prick shaft in her mouth and began sucking, bobbing her head up and down steadily. It swelled in her mouth quickly, the monstrous cock filling her mouth to the max. Then, almost as soon as she'd begun, she spit it out and shifted over to Phil's prick. Fuck! It was huge, growing as big as a baseball bat, throbbing on her lower lip. Fuck, it had to be fourteen inches or longer. She spread her lips wide and gulped down five inches of his huge swelling cock."That looks great, just keep it up," John instructed. "They're all getting bigger by the second, I swear.""MMMMMMFFFFFFFF!" Marlene moaned around the cock filling her widely stretched mouth.The cocks were really growing stiff in her hands, the cock in her mouth felt enormous. She slurped up and down on it for a few seconds more, curled her tongue around the cock-head, and then slipped it out of her mouth slowly. Thick strings of her spit and his pre-cum hung off the huge cock dome and her lower lip. She broke the strings, learned forward, and took six inches of Peter's hard-on into her mouth. He held the prick shaft upright obligingly. Marlene moved to Freddie's cock, placed her mouth just inches from his thick cock-head. She spit on it, working her hot saliva over his cock. With her hands pumping his shaft madly, she opened wide and sucked him in, taking all of his hard stiff cock down her throat, but just for a few seconds. Her mouth plunged up and down on Freddie's big prick, covering it with a fine layer of her spit. Both her hands meanwhile tugged up and down on Lee and Phil's cocks on either side of her face. The huge fuckers throbbed in her grip. She was not even able to make her fingers touch around the two monstrous dicks. Fuck! They had both grown well over fourteen inches in length and so fucking thick and hard."More cock! More cock!" Marlene gasped, letting Freddie's prick pop from her mouth. She shifted to one side and slowly sucked in Phil's cock, taking a good eight inches of his stiff prick. Marlene relaxed her throat and pushed on, taking nine, ten, eleven, at a foot she stopped. The men stared down at her, amazed at her feat. Then she moved forward, taking in the balance of Phil's prick. Yes, she took it all; all fourteen inches! "Holy Fuck!" came from all four men in unison, not believing what they had just seen. They could see the out line of his cock as her throat muscles stretched.On and on it went, for over thirty long minutes. Marlene sucked all four cocks for all she was worth, taking as much of each cock-shaft as she could on every stroke. Her lips were soon raw. Her jaw ached, but she still went on sucking, all four cocks. They hovered over her face like thick tree branches, casting long shadows over her pretty features.More Fucking Cock, she mumbled, forcing her lips down deep on Lee's prick. She gulped over a foot of prick-shaft into her mouth and down her throat with no trouble, she was a pro when it came to cock sucking."Suck it like that, honey. That feels so fucking good!" Lee croaked. "Take it deeper into your pretty throat.""Yeah! Take it deep, suck it hard," John urged, shoving his camera closer. "You're doing great baby." Marlene's cheeks hollowed and swelled out again. Her lips folded back and forth on the thick cock-shaft. She was snorting loudly and whimpering sounds were coming from deep in her throat as Marlene took all of Lee's long hard cock. Fourteen full inches disappeared in the mouth and deep down into her throat. Her nose pushed into his firm stomach. The motions of her head were getting shorter and more desperate. It was as though she wanted to bring the men to climax immediately."Okay, go easy now," John warned her. "We don't want any accidents, do we? We don't want you with a face full of cum, not yet anyway. We want to save that for later."A dirty thrill went through Marlene. She had a sudden vision of all four guys spurting cum onto her face. Yes, that's the way she wanted this to end. She pulled her mouth off Lee's cock and gulped in air. Then she reared back and ginned broadly.Marlene's hands were clamped tightly around the two cocks as she tugged them closer to her face. With a lewd giggle, she began rubbing the two cock-heads into her face, smearing her cheeks, her nose, and her forehead with their pre-cum. Young Peter joined in by shoving his cock forward and smearing it back and forth across her chin."Great! Fucking fantastic," John grunted, bringing his camera in closer. "This is going to look so fucking great. I don't believe it. Oh yeah Baby! Rub those big cocks into your face."Marlene was almost laughing out loud. She threw back her head and rubbed the four cocks everywhere on her face, smearing as much on her taut skin as she could. They were all oozing pre-cum more freely now, and clear trails of stuff smudged onto her face and along her hairline.When she stopped, it was only to lean forward and gulp Peter's huge cock back into her open mouth. She plunged her lips down deep on it, taking in all of the twelve inches of bloated cock-shaft. The three other cocks rubbed her cheeks and forehead. When she reared back yet again, letting Peter's dick slip free, she flicked her tongue back and forth between all four cock-heads, licking each of them in turn."I don't believe this! This is fucking great!" John raved. "You'll never get enough cock, will you baby?" "MMMMMMFFFFFF! More cock! More Cock!" Marlene wailed. "I'll never get enough! I want more cock!"All of the five men standing over her face were fully erect and hard as rock, and so, of course, was John's dick. The five cock-shafts jutted toward Marlene's face, all of them red, wet, and swollen. There was a good 53 inches of straining cock against her face.Lee wanted to fuck her so badly. So, for the matter, so did Phil, but John was caught up in his videotaping. He could not seem to get enough of the obscene oral action. Even Peter and his father seemed content to stand there, both hard-on's jammed against Marlene's mouth.When a change was called for, it was Marlene herself who suggested it."I want to get fucked," she mumbled, her mouth still half wrapped around Freddie huge prick. I want at least one of three gorgeous cocks inside me. You can shove it up my cunt or up my ass, I don't care, but I've got to have a stiff cock inside me right now!""Right! Yeah!" John muttered, as if the idea were occurring to him for the first time. He backed off with his camera and knelt there, seeming unsure what to suggest first."Come on and fuck me, if you're man enough," Marlene taunted them. "Come on and show me if those fucking hard-ons are for real."With amazing energy, considering what she'd already been through tonight, she dropped down on all fours, her lovely taut ass stuck up high into the air. Then she rolled into her back and spread her pussy-lips with her fingers. She grinned at the five men who were watching her in stunned silence."Come on, boys, show me a good time. Fuck me hard and deep, all of you!" Laughing lewdly, she asked, "What's matter? Do I have to show you how?"****Ross Neil wasn't sure what to expect when he arrived at the old garage. He wasn't even sure if his wife would be on the premises. Ross had jumped in his car right after work and driven like a wild man up to the garage to see what his beautiful wife was up to tonight. His mind had been spinning all day thinking of Marlene, her saying she was going to the garage tonight to get her car serviced, and what young Peter had told him about what he and his father, Fred, wanted to do to his wife. Peter did not know at the time that Ross was Marlene's husband. In addition, he was worried about Marlene since he hadn't talked to his wife in the past two days. What had she been up too? His wife had always called him every day in the past, but in the last few weeks, she hardly called him at all. He knew she was hiding her newfound lust for sex.He turned off his car lights as he pulled up to the garage, parking at the far end of the lot. Going around to the back, he found a steel entrance door that was unlocked. He quietly let himself inside, half hoping he would find the place deserted but of course, it was not. Ross stood in the shadows by his wife car that was over the lube pit and stared in fascination at the scene unfolding on the old mattress in the second bay of the dimly lit garage. Yes, his beautiful wife was naked, except for her high heels. She was on her hands and knees, her hard moon shaped ass raised up in the air. A tall muscular man Ross didn't recognize was kneeling behind her, fucking her doggie style with his huge cock. She rocked forward eagerly each time he rammed his prick into her stretched pussy. Fred and his son Peter were both kneeling beside his wife's head, she had their giant cocks locked in her fists. Another big man Ross didn't know was kneeling in front of his wife face. Every time she was driven forward, she sank her mouth down deep on his monstrous prick. A good foot of cock seemed to disappear inside her pretty face on every stroke.Ross watched a other guy with a video camera moving around the old mattress with the camera running, shooting the action from every possible angle. First, he filmed her cunt being stuffed with a dick that was a good fourteen inches long. Then he moved up to zoom in on her face, capturing her cock-stuffed mouth for all posterity. He grunted and mumbled his approval every few seconds, telling Ross's wife she was the hottest slut he'd ever come across.Ross's first impulse should have been to rush forward and stop the action. After all, he was her husband and a good husband would put an end the wild orgy, wouldn't he? Instead, he just stood there unnoticed in the shadows, his heart pounding, and he realized that his own cock was growing rapidly in his pants.Somehow, it seemed the most natural thing in the world for Marlene to be doing what she was doing. His wife was in her element. First by doing what she'd wanted to do all along, although it had been hidden deep inside her, and second by showing off her greatest asset; her beautiful sexy body that she had kept covered all her life, up till now. Ross knew it ran in the family, Marlene's mother was a slut, her daughter had turned slut at fourteen, and now his wife had finally turned into the biggest whore any husband could wish for.Who was he to stop her? It was what he had wished for all along, to watch his wife show off her greatest talents. The role was a natural for Marlene considering her beautiful body. She was also a born cock-teaser. She was simply doing what she loved best now. The only pity was that she was not going to be paid for her efforts, not tonight anyway. She was doing all these men for free. Ross eased down his zipper of his pants and hauled out his tiny cock. It didn't even compare to the huge cocks been fucked in her body. He couldn't help himself. The scene on the mattress was just too erotic. He began to jack off quietly, feeling guilty as hell, but unable to stop. He watched his wife's mouth descend now on each of the three huge cocks in turn, and imagined her lovely lips sliding down over his own tiny stiffening prick."Change places again, why don't you?" John suggested suddenly. "Phil, you haven't fucked her yet, have you? Come around back and take Lee's place. Make it snappy, she doesn't like to be without cock for long, do you my little slut? "MMMMMMMM!" Marlene moaned.Ross looked on in wonder, jacking his cock slowly with one hand. There was a moment of confusion while everyone shifted positions. Lee pulled his cock from Marlene's dripping pussy, making room for Phil. Ross watched his wife quickly rolled onto her back. She took hold of Phil's enormous cock and help guide his horse-sized prick down into her gaping pussy. Ross eyes widened as he watched the long thick member slip deep inside her stretched wet cunt. Fuck, she took all fourteen inches, until his big ball sack rubbed on her ass cheeks. Lee found himself facing Peter, they were both kneeling by Marlene's head, their cocks jutting out over her face. She clutched a prick in either hand and pulled them both down to her mouth. Then she butted the cock-heads together and flicked her tongue between them. Old Fred watched on as he rubbed his swollen cock into Marlene's firm tits."Beautiful! Just fucking beautiful!" John praised her, leaning over her with his camera running. "What a sight you are, baby."In the shadows, Ross moved a little farther around his wife car, giving himself a better view of what his wife was doing. His cock twiched as he watched her slurp her tongue over first one cock and then the other. His heart skipped a beat as he saw his wife force her mouth down over both huge cock-heads at once. She succeeded in sucking both prick-heads at the same time."Unbelieveable! Unfucking believeable," John muttered, his own cock twitching. This is going to be a great video, baby. Keep it up, keep sucking those cocks together."Marlene did just that, completely ignoring Phil, the young man who was fucking away between her legs. She curled her tongue everywhere on the two bloated pricks, and her fists squeezed the cocks and pumped on them steadily. Her big beautiful tits jiggled each time Phil rammed his huge cock into her pussy.Ross wondered how long his wife could keep this up. Obviously, the gang-bang had been going on for sometime when he arrived and yet she showed no sign of letting up. In fact, if anyone showed signs of fatigue, it was poor Phil. After a few minutes, he had to quit fucking her and Ross watched old Fred make the switch with Phil. Ross saw the old man's huge cock slip deep into Marlene's pussy, then Fred started pumping slowly, and with long strokes drove it repeatedly deep into her cunt. Her legs circled his back, her ankles crossed, holding the old man to her like a vise and forcing him in deeper as he drove his huge prick into her sucking pussy. Phil moved up, taking a position opposite his partner, Lee, and young Peter, letting Marlene lick his cock, a cock covered with her own cunt juices.It looked as though the orgy would go on for sometime. Ross had to stop pumping his cock several times because he was close to cumming. He considered moving out from the shadows and showing himself. He wanted to join in the action, himself, but just as he was about to move, he heard his wife gasping aloud. What she said shocked and thrilled him through and through."I want one of you to fuck me in my ass," she groaned, her voice thick with pleasure. "I want one of you to fuck me up the ass while another fucks my cunt. I want two cocks up inside me at the same time. I need to be double-fucked!"Ross had to brace himself against the car he was hiding behind. He felt weak in the knees with excitement. He was not really all that shocked, he had watched his wife being double-fucked that first night she had cheated on him at their house by the three men she had picked up at the bar, as Ross watched her from the backyard.John took time out from his videotaping to stare down at her in disbelief. For a few seconds everyone seemed speechless. 'Two cocks inside you... at the same time? You sure want to do that, baby?' John grunted. It was something he knew she could handle with no trouble. He had fucked her before in the ass, while his wife had fuck with a ten-inch strap-on cock, that night at the ranch."Yes! Fuck, yes!" Marlene panted, and a third cock in my mouth! I really need it! I really want it! Do it to me, you bastards! What's the matter, are you guy's chicken?There was another confused scramble of bodies. The men flopped about on the mattress, unsure what to do first. That was when Marlene took charge, she didn't wait for any instruction from the men. She forced Phil down onto his back, his cock standing straight up like a baseball bat and took hold of his monster prick. Then she swung a leg over him and squatted over his crotch. She spread her legs wide and poked his cock between the pulpy piss flips of her pussy."I"m going to sit on your dick, big boy. I'm going to stuff my hot cunt full of your big nasty hard-on," she rasped.Phil grinned weakly. They all watched as she stuffed the head of his cock into her cunt. Then she was sinking down on top of him, forcing her cunt down onto his thick prick. Her pussy lips spread wide and rolled down the huge cock-shaft slowly. She uttered a deep sigh of satisfaction as the last inch disappeared up inside her cunt."So big! So fucking big and thick!" she muttered, planting her hands on Phil's hairy chest.Marlene learned down over him, her big tits swaying beneath her. She squirmed about, her hard nipples scraping Phil's skin, savoring the feel of the giant prick deep inside her. She learn forward, kissing Phil on the lips and running her tongue deep into his mouth, like she was thanking him for his beautiful big cock. Next, she clutched her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart, revealing the gaping hole of her ass."Okay, go for it. One of you shove your cock up my ass," she grunted. "Butt fuck me while I have a big cock up my cunt!"Fred, Peter and Lee looked at each other stupidly, all three of them wondering which one of them she wanted first. Finally, Lee moved in behind her on his knees, his prick jutting out through his fist. He leaned over and spit in her asshole, rubbing it in with his free hand. He then spit on his enlarged purple cock-head, planted it firmly against her asshole and pushed forward.He seemed surprised that his cock slid into her asshole so easily. He gazed down, watching his prick disappear as if it belonged to someone else. Three, four, five inches of cock bulled between her ass-cheeks. Lee kept moving, determined to give her as much of his cock-meat as possible. "Unbelievable!" John muttered. He was crouched behind Marlene, videotaping the perverted double penetration carefully.Lee's balls descended till they settled against Phil's and both cocks were inside her to the hilt. Their cocks were throbbing and no one moved, everyone seemed stunned for a moment. But then Marlene's voice sounded loud and clear. "In my mouth, too! Fuck me in my mouth," she wailed. "Come around front, Peter, Fred, one of you, please! Shove your big dicks down my throat! Fuck, just do it, both of you. Fuck! Just do it now!"Peter and his father were gazing down between her legs, as if unable to believe what they were seeing. For a while it seemed that both men hadn't heard her. Then they both snapped out of their daze and got to their feet, They moved around the mattress until both cocks jutted out at her face. She grabbed Fred's swollen prick eagerly and stuffed it deep into her mouth. She began sucking, driving her lips up and down on Fred's cock-shaft, then she spit it out and devour his son's cock, sucking it wildly as if her life depended on it. As she sucked Peter, she pumped her fist on Freddie's rock hard prick with one free hand."Amazing! John groaned, his cock throbbing. He moved along side of her and angled his camera every which way. He wanted to capture all of the thrilling triple penetration.Ross stood very still in the shadows of his wife's car. He was not even touching his own cock any longer. He knew if he did, he would climax right away. He just stared at Marlene with a weird gleam in his eyes and he wondered if his once sly wife got would ever be shy again. How in the world had she had become such a full-blown slut in just four short weeks? But deep down he knew she would never be the same loving wife.For a while, Marlene was the only one moving. Her fist jacked up and down on young Peter's cock, while her head bobbed as she gulped about two thirds of Fred's huge prick down her throat.Lee was humping her from behind, fucking his fourteen inches of hard-on deep up her ass on every stroke. It was hard to tell if Phil was moving. He was nearly buried under the tangle of limbs, but his cock was being massaged by her sliding cunt."Too much! Too fucking much!" John croaked, moving back so that he could film Marlene's entire body. A thick drop of pre-cum seeped from the tip of his dick."MMMMMMMFFFFFFF!" Marlene moaned, forcing her mouth back over Peter's prick.She was humping herself back onto the two cocks between her legs, impaling herself again and again, and each time she heaved forward, her mouth gulped in most of Peter's or Fred's cock. Her tits jiggled and swayed beneath her. Her hard flat stomach slapped against Phil's belly. The moans and groans coming from deep in her throat grew louder and more desperate by the second.The triple penetration could not go on for long Ross was sure. One of the men was bound to climax soon. He was amazed that any of them had lasted this long, in fact. His own cock was drooling pre-cum and about to spurt... and he had not even been taking part. He wondered vaguely who would be the first to lose control.So deep! All four cocks are going so deep! John wailed, "How the fuck, do you, do it, lady?""MMMMMFFFFF!" Marlene moaned, pumping her mouth down extra deep on Fred's cock shaft, her free hand clutching his huge set of balls. Marlene's whole body was quivering now. The three huge cocks were churning into her and making her cum, over and over again, she was having one long continuous orgasm. She whimpered and moaned. Her pussy oozed warm juices over Phil's ball sacks.Suddenly Freddie was trembling too. The old man hissed through his teeth. He reached down as if he wanted to pull his throbbing cock from her sucking mouth. "I'm gonna cum! I can't help it! I'm gonna fucking blow!" Fred croaked. "Gonna shoot my sperm down her sucking throat.""Do it in my face!" Marlene demanded, quickly pulling her mouth off his prick. "Shoot your hot cum all over my cock-sucking face!"Her voice was choked with lust, but her words came out loud and clear. She gripped Fred's huge prick in both of her hands now, letting Peter's cock swing free beside her face, ignoring his prick for now. She jacked Fred's cock up and down wildly as if she wanted to pull it out by the root. She held his prick just inches in front of her face, and open-mouthed all the while, she continued to bounce up and down on the two cocks between her legs.Ross was amazed at his wife's actions, he had watched her for the last two weeks from his hiding place in the brushes behind they house and at the bar the night she had fucked the four bikers. Her fucking had become way more intense since that first night he watched her being gang banged by the three guys in his hot tub, but this action was something else. His wife was completely out of control this time. Oh, yes! Marlene was now a full blown nympho!"Wait a minute! Lie on your back, why don't you?" John grunted. "Let all four of them shoot in your face! That will look great on tape! Let all five of us spray cum all over your pretty face!""Yes! Oh, fuck yes!" Marlene raved. "Do it to me! Cover my fucking face with cum! Drown me in sperm!"She stopped moving suddenly and let go of Fred's cock! It still hadn't spurted. His cock swayed down between his legs, drooling out a long string of pre-cum. Then she was heaving forward, drawing herself off the huge cocks in her crotch. She rolled onto her back quickly and gripped Fred's prick once more, pulling it down over her face. She glanced anxiously at Phil, Lee and Peter, watching them get up on their knees and crawl up the mattress. Within seconds, all four men were kneeling around her head their pricks jutting out over her face. Marlene's fingers closed around Lee's member and she started pumping it hard. John moved onto the mattress, his camera still rolling. He swung a leg over her middle and let his hard cock settle down in between her firm tits. He pointed his camera at her lovely face, determined to capture the four men's ejaculation in every detail."Flood my face with cum! Drown me in hot fucking cum! she begged, tugging hard on the cocks in her tight fists. "I want my face fucking drenched in your sperm!"In the shadows, Ross groaned softy. He wondered how much longer he'd be able to stay where he was. He wanted to see his wife up close this time. He wanted to be on the mattress with the other horny men. He hesitated, his cock swaying, but he could not take the chance of Marlene see him. She might just freak out, stopping the gangbang."Here it comes! Oh, fuck! Here it comes!" Fred groaned, looking down at the tip of his cock.Marlene gazed at his cock too, and she was just in time to see a jet of cum, two feet long, spurt free. The sperm hit her full in the face, splashing up one side of her nose and down the other. Cum drooled down both cheeks like a thick rich cream, finally dripping off her jaw in elastic strands."Yes! OOOHHHH fuck yes!" she cooed, grinning widely. "More! Spurt more of your hot fucking cum all over my face."Marlene was tugging fiercely on the cum-spurting cock and the second cum-jet spurted off to one side, catching in her hair and spilling messily down her right temple but the third jet of semen hit her full in the face again... and so did the fourth. Both jets of sperm crossed over the bridge of her nose and striped her forehead. They crossed just below her right eye."Yes! Oh fuck yes! Drown me in cum! she gasped. For a second or two, she was laughing aloud. The laugh was cut off suddenly however.Young Phil had been jacking off furiously with both hands and now his fourteen inch cock sprayed a monstrous gusher of cum straight into Marlene's open mouth.It caught her off guard, and for a second her laugh changed into a childish pout, but she was soon grinning again. She tilted her head slightly to one side and held her mouth open wide. Marlene let Phil spray jet after creamy jet of hot sperm between her open lips. Her mouth quickly filled with hot cum. She was not swallowing the fresh semen, she was saving it up in a creamy pool, and now the white cock-cream began to over flow, drooling off her lower lip and down her chin and jaw like so much glittering paint."Oh! Fuck!" Lee gasped. "What a fucking mess!" Suddenly he was spurting cum too. He closed his fist over Marlene's and helped her pump out his cum. It gushed out in short, thick jets, splattering her full in the face each time. In seconds, her cheeks and nose were repainted with this fresh layer of sperm. Cum began to pool over her eyes, matting her lashes together. She couldn't see."Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" John chanted, "Keep it up, boys! Don't stop now!"Lee lobbed knot after knot of steaming cum on to Marlene's face, drenching her forehead and her eyes.Phil kept spraying cum into her mouth. Marlene had started to swallow his sperm and Ross could see her throat moving as she gulped it down like a thick milkshake.Fred had quit shooting and sagged back on his knees, just staring at Marlene's cum covered face.At this point, Ross made his move, climbing onto the old mattress and taking Fred's place. He shoved his comparatively tiny 6-inch cock out over his wife face and began jacking off.No one made any comment on his intervention, not even John. Everyone was too wrapped up in watching Marlene disappear under a tide of cock-cream. Her mouth and her eyes were slick with semen. Strands dripped down the sides of her pretty face.Phil stopped spurting finally, and Lee was down to his last globs of cum. Lee squeezed his cock more slowly, milking out the last thick blobs. Peter moved closer, crawling up along side of Marlene, jerking his cock over her tits. He let go, spraying her dark tanned breasts, his cum covered her long hard nipples like the topping on a big ice cream sundae, shooting load after load on both tits and filling her deep cleavage as cum pooled on her neck and ran down her lower jaw. Peter then leaned in, his huge fourteen-inch cock still rock hard, and rubbed the hot sperm into her tits. Ross began shooting, splashing stream after stream of white cum across the lake of sperm already splattered on his wife face. He didn't speak. He didn't even groan out his pleasure. He simply pumped his cock with steady, even strokes, firing off jet after jet of cum. His wife's face began to look like someone had spilled a quart of thick cream onto it. She was no longer recognizable. She was just a stranger buried under a blanket of hot semen. "Oh, yeah!" John groaned, and now he too had taken hold of his cock. He kept one hand on his camera, with the other, he jerked off harshly. Abruptly, he was cumming too. Ross hadn't finished spurting yet, the cum jets were still stripping his wife face. But now John was gushing out streams of cum from the other direction, in mid-air and crisscrossing Ross's wife cheeks and forehead. There were countless layers of sperm now smothering Marlene's face.She lay quite motionless now. She just kept her face in one position under the thick layers of cum. She was waiting patiently as the guys shot their cum loads all over her. She didn't seem to care if the gross scene continued all fucking night, but of course, it didn't. Eventually Ross and John quit spurting cum.Ross quickly jumped to his feet, stepping back and pulling up his pants as he moved to the back door. Taking one last look at his nude wife laying on her back on the old mattress in the middle of the garage bay, with five men kneeling around, their cocks completely drained. His beautiful wife's face and hair drenched in a blanket of fresh warm cum, as if she was wearing a white mask. The last thing he saw before closing the back door was Lee, Phil, Peter, John and Fred placing their cock-heads on his wife's face and John tilting his camera down and videotaping Marlene's cum-coated face with five drained cocks resting against it.The five men watched in wonder as this housewife's tongue poked up through the thick layer of cum covering her lips. She was drawing it off her lips with her tongue, and swallowing the sperm. Her fingers pushed and scrapped the cum off her face and down into her open mouth. Finally Marlene sat up on the mattress, licking her fingers, cum dripping off her chin in thick strands, breaking off onto her tits. Marlene rubbed it into her skin like it was a fine oil. She was able to see once more as she looked at the five men standing around her with they cocks all limp and drained."Pick her up!" Fred ordered. Lee and Phil grabbed Marlene under her arms, lifting her up onto her feet and then walked her over to the next bay. There, they made her stand on a rubber floor mat beside the floor drain. "Now, get down on your knees you slut," Fred told Marlene. You said earlier, we could do anything to you we wanted to do. Remember, my love?Marlene did as she was told, kneeling down slowly on the black rubber mat. Her tits pushing out off her chest, her nipples still rock hard. Her face and tits still shining from the cum bath."What are you going to do?" she asked softly. Fred looked at her with a big grin on his face. "You need a shower Babe; we're going to clean you up.""A shower?" Marlene asked, looking confused."Yes Babe, their going to give you a golden shower."Fred grinned, holding his limp cock up with one hand and aiming towards Marlene's cum soaked body.End of Part 14 |
wifeincharge1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/wifeincharge1.txt | PART ONEMy husband and I are now living on our own as our kids are grown up and living in a collage dorm or in their own place. We have lots of time now and as we are in our early fifties we are still fit and healthy.However our sex life has gone stale and is nearly nonexistent. We'd have an occasional quick fuck after a few drinks and that's it. I thought that when we were on our own again we would be like kids again having sex all the time and playing games with each other.Most weekends we stay in and have a good few drinks and a good meal. We watch TV and have more drinks. I'll normally go to bed and John {my husband) will stay up watching TV -- or so I thought.One Friday night a few months back I had gone to bed and left John watching TV, I fell asleep and woke up to find that him still not in bed. I went downstairs and could hear him snoring in the front room with the TV on.=I went into the room to wake him up for bed, but when I looked at the TV I got a surprise. He had fell asleep watching Porn on the TV, there was a movie on which showed a woman on the bed with a guy licking her pussy. The woman was telling him to lick her clean and that he could play with his cock when he was finished.I looked at John and he had his cock out and he must have being wanking himself watching the movie. I watched a few more minutes of the movie as the woman told the guy to play with himself she wanted to see him come. He took hold his cock which looked big and played with it and the woman watched as he shot his load of cum over her body, now lick me clean like a good husband and maybe I will let you fuck me next time I come home from my date with my lover.I could feel my own pussy starting to tingle and I decided to leave John there and go back to bed first I wanted to see what channel he was watching and I discovered it was a memory key. He must have downloaded the movie and perhaps others, I will look for the key when he is in work. I lay in bed thinking about what I had seen and what John was doing when he is up late at night. He must be wanking every time he stays up late and be watching porn until he comes.As I lay in bed I started to touch myself, my pussy was very wet and hot. I played with the tip of my pussy and I could feel myself getting horny, my nipples were rock hard and pointing out through my nightie. I played with myself until I could feel myself coming. That was my first orgasm in a long time. I fell asleep and when I woke up next morning John was in bed beside me. I was going to say something to him, but I decided to wait until I had found out more about his porn and the key.John had a match he was going to with his mates and I took the opportunity to look for the key. I knew where he had his hiding spots and there it was as well as some magazines full of naked men and woman. I took the key up to our room and put it into our TV, push load and up came a list of items on the key.There were a lot of movies on it and one lot of them were in a file named Cuckold. I opened this file and played one of the movies.it was about a woman who is fucking one of the guys in her job and coming home full of his cum and her husband licking her clean. Others were about the husband watching his wife being fucked in front of him and swinging movies.In one of the movies a woman had a big black dildo which she played with herself with and even put it into her arse. I was playing with myself like mad watching these movies that I came over and over again. I decided to get myself a dildo so I could get a deeper wank so I ordered one on line. It was a Black Rabbit with a 10-inch shaft rabbit ears for playing with G Spots and an attachment for anal sex. I decided to copy the films on the key for myself. I replaced the key and the magazines into John hiding place.The dildo arrived a few days later and I was amazed at the size of it, it looked huge and thick. The black color had a shiny look to it, the ears looked funny and the anal attachment was a long skinny shaft with a knob on top. It came with lubricant and instructions; I could not wait to try it out. I went upstairs, put the movies on especially the one with the black guy with the big cock and lay back watching it. I felt strange when I switched the dildo on it moved up and down and the ears vibrated as well. I placed it near my pussy just to get the feel of the vibrations and slowly placed it into my now very wet pussy. The guy was also putting his cock into the woman and I imagined it was my pussy he was riding. I pushed the dildo into my pussy deeper and deeper and the movement and vibration felt like a real cock going into me. The ears vibrated against my pussy lips sending a shiver through me with excitement. The dildo was now all the way in, I never imagined I would be able to take it all and the guy in the movie was now fucking the woman like mad and I closed my eyes had the wildest orgasm in my life. It felt like I was exploding and my pussy gripped the dildo as my juices rushed out of my pussy.When I finished I looked at the movie and now the guy had moved the woman over and was pushing his cock into to arse. I took out the dildo put the anal attachment on it put some lubricant onto it and pushed it slowly into my arse. It felt sore at first then I relaxed and moved it in a little at a time. It felt so different but my body was shaking and looking at the guy fucking the woman made me push it in deeper. I came again and again as I now pulled it out of my now non virgin arse. I have experienced such pleasure and now I felt in control for the first time in a long time. Fuck John for not be there for me and using porn instead of making love to me, he will pay for that.I played with the dildo most of that week and at the weekend I had my best friend in work over for a few drinks. I told her what had happened and all about John, the [porn and my dildo. She did not seem surprised and told me that she had a secret as well; she was going out with a guy in the office. "Who?" I asked. "You know Ron in marketing?" "Yes," I replied, "he is that handsome black guy.""Yes," she said, "and we have being having the most amazing sex, he has a huge cock and can really use it. He is also into anal sex and i am exhausted after every date with him."We swopped tales of our going on and we had a lot to drink. She said that they were going to have a party the next weekend and I should come. "I will think about it," i said.Then she responded with that if I liked he would have sex with me too. "He did say you were a very pretty woman.""He did? What about you, how come you would let him have sex with me?""I am ready to move on," she replied, "and I would like to let him down easy, so you would be doing me a favour, actually."**The week went by slowly and the party was on a Saturday night and I had decided to go. On Friday night John was down stairs as usual wanking to his porn, I went to bed and watched the movie with the black guy again. I had my dildo in deep and was enjoying imagining that he was fucking me and it was Ron. I put on some sexy lingerie and makeup, got on the bed and pushed the dildo into my wet pussy and watch the movie again. John came up and into the room, I had the covers over me and the movie was still running. "Still awake?" he asked. I replied, "Come in and sit on the chair beside the bed." He did as I told him and he suddenly saw the movie on the TV. His eyes open widely and he looked around at me, what is this he asked. I looked him in the eye and moved the cover off me exposing my dildo deep in my pussy and buzzing like mad. "What the Fuck?" he said."Well, I caught you wanking to this movie and I copied you. The dildo is my way of having sex without you and I am now in charge.""What?" he said."I'm the boss here and you will do as I say or else."He looked shocked and moved toward me. "Stay back!" I ordered and he sat down again. "Now take your cock out and wank yourself looking at me with this big black dildo, thinking of a black lover fucking me."Obediently, he took out his cock and it was already erect. He played with it looking at my pussy full of a black dildo. He shot his load so hard it hit my body. "Now lick it up!" I ordered. "And while you're at it, clean my pussy with your tongue."He stood up and did exactly that. Now you will do as I say in future, I thought as I became all excited again...END OF PART ONEMore to come, the next story when I go to the party...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 81 |
vacationtrip02.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/vacationtrip02.txt | DAY TWOSundays started with a non-denominational church service from 8 to 10 at which time brunch was served in the dining room until 1 pm.Hazel tried to imagine church in the nude and spent most of the night in dreams of her own church imagining the choir and organist and pastor all cavorting as naked as the day they were born. The strangest part of the dream was how natural everyone wasjust as though nudity were an everyday thing. At that point she looked around and the back of the church was transformed into the pool area of Paradise Valley Family Camp. Her father and mother stood on either side of her and suddenly she felt her father cup his hand over her pussy and start massaging her slit with his middle finger. It felt so good and she felt herself about to orgasm when she moved her hand to her pussy and found another hand in the way. She woke up when she realized that this was no longer just a dream. She was on the verge of a major cum brought about by someone's expert manipulation of her clit. Opening her eyes she found herself looking into her friend Tammy's green eyes."Morning, girlfriend," Tammy said, "time to get up for church."Hazel let out a long moan as she came on her friend's fingers."M-m-morning!" "I just wanted you to be prepared for church this morning.""I think I'm definitely ready to give thanks!""I meant that it was me and not dad or Tommy who brought you off just now.""You mean you're gay? I had no idea""That's because I'm not. But I have bi tendencies like most people have.""Bi?""Bisexual. It means that you enjoy both men and women. All of us are hard wired with a preference. Some are heterosexual and find most enjoyment with the opposite sex. Some are homosexual and only prefer members of their own sex. It isn't anything they can do anything about. And a few are hard core bisexuals who will make love to either sex with equal abandon. Most of us are born with bi tendencies. That means that while we are most happy with our natural choice we can occasionally enjoy someone of the other gender. I am primarily heterosexual but sometimes it is fun to make love to a girl. Who knows our bodies better than another girl?""But what has all this got to do with church?""Because, just like in the general population, around 10% of the people here are gay. There wasn't a whole lot of their activity visible on the first day because of their natural inclination toward secrecy because the way they are persecuted at home. But at church they are welcomed with open arms. That's not going to be a problem for you, is it?""I never gave it much thought before but as long as they are happy why should anyone object?""Come on you two or we'll be late," Susan said as she finished brushing her teeth.The family headed out and down to the campfire area where blankets and lawn chairs carpeted the ground. There was an abundance of sexual activity on display as family members welcomed the new day with each other and friends and neighbors. The Andersons and Hazel conserved their energy for later but enjoyed the activity around them.Soon a very attractive middle aged man with silver hair and a thick flaccid 9 incher that promised much when aroused moved to the center of the beach and called for attention. "While we wait for the rest of us to finish let me introduce myself. I am Truman Edwards and I am the chaplain here at Paradise Valley. I have an office on the first floor of the lodge if any of you feel you need my services. Let's sing THIS IS MY FATHER'S WORLD to start things off."Hazel always loved this hymn since it wasn't about being saved or sacrificing. It just rejoiced in the natural world all around them. As they finished the chaplain once again to center stage and offered up a prayer for the health and well being of everyone there and around the world. Then he asked everyone to introduce themselves to someone they hadn't yet met.Hazel turned around and found herself face to face with a man her grandfather's age. He had wavy grey hairs and eyes the same color. The thick thatch of hair on his chest was salt and pepper grey and traveled over his flat muscular belly to an equally thick nest around his soft 6 inch cock."Hi," he said, "My name's Harold and I am here with my daughter and her family. This is my granddaughter June who looks to be about your age."June was a striking black haired girl with clear blue eyes and a nicely developing body. "I'm Hazel and I'm 13. I'm here with my best friend and her family. Hi, June.""Hi, Hazel. I'll be 13 next month.""I see you aren't wearing a gold chain," Hazel said pointing to her own emblem of pussy virginity."That's because grandpa here took care of that last year on Virgin Night," June said wrapping her arm around her grandpa Harold and looking up at him with a look of pure adoration."Very nice to meet you, Hazel," Harold said as the chaplain called the meeting back to order."As you know," Truman Edwards said, "this is an open society that thrives on love and pleasure in all its forms. The same god made us all and who are we to question what he has made. It is such judgments that forced us out of Eden. Despite what Genesis says, Adam and Eve were not cast out by God but by their own sense of morality. When they discovered the concept of nakedness they were ashamed because they feared they did not measure up to their own ideals. "They left Eden because they came to fear Love. It was easier to believe the worst rather than the best. They took solace in their suspicions and gave into their fears. All they had to do to return was love each other. Eden is all around us and all we have to do to enter it is love one another without judgment or comparison. And that is what we ask you to do here in Paradise Valley. This is our meager effort to return to Eden for a little while each year."And every year our efforts bear fruit so now I would like to ask all of those who are pregnant to stand along with their candidate daddys."As about 30 women got to their feet, Hazel turned to Tammy with a quizzical look on her face, "Candidate daddy's?""We don't practice birth control in our lifestyle. We leave it to God. Some women who don't feel quite ready for motherhood will abstain for the short period they are most fertile while those who are ready will make love with as many men as they can. If they become pregnant no one is sure who the father is so all the men who contributed are considered candidates to be the fathercandidate daddy's, as it were."Hazel looked around at all the women in various stages of pregnancy but found her focus on the men around them. One blond who looked about 18 was surrounded by what appeared to be her brothers, father and grandfathers. Another, a red head in her early 20s, had 15 men of all ages from as young as 13 to a man in his 60s around her. There was a round of applause from the congregation before the mothers-to-be sat back down.The chaplain called for a hymn that neither Hazel nor Tammy knew and while everyone else sang they had a whispered conversation."Are you on birth control, Hazel?""No, are you?""I just told you that we don't believe in it.""When did your last period end?""Two weeks ago. Yours?""Friday. But if your period ended two weeks ago and if our Sex-Ed class in school is right, you should be in your most fertile time of the month. Are you really going to let your dad take your pussy virginity and maybe get you pregnant?""It's a risk I am willing to take. I am tired of not being able to enjoy sex the way it is really meant to be enjoyed. Do you plan to give yours up tonight since you won't be in danger of getting pregnant?""I'm still trying to decide."Just then the hymn ended and the chaplain blessed them and encouraged everyone to enjoy the brunch and each other.Hazel stood up and turned around to see 12 year old June on her hands and knees with a look of deep ecstasy on her face as her grandpa Harold worked on being her candidate daddy. The couple acknowledged Hazel's see you later with a nod of their heads as they approached their respective climaxes.At brunch Hazel was disappointed when Susan finished first and turned to Tommy for dessert while Tammy got to her dad next. Just when she was resigned to no dessert chaplain Edwards walked by."Excuse me, chaplain, my name is Hazel Winthrop and I am here with my friend Tammy and her family. It looks like I'm not going to get any dessert this time unless you could give me some.""I'd be happy to, Hazel," he said sitting down next to her. Hazel wasted no time in getting her mouth around the growing manhood of Truman Edwards. It was indeed as impressive as it had first appeared and Hazel had a hard time getting more than half of it in her mouth. But apparently that was enough to satisfy the chaplain as it wasn't long until she was swallowing furiously to keep any of the precious liquid from escaping her lips. "Thank you," she said."No, thank you, Hazel." He gave the chain around her waist a tweak. "Any time you want to take this off, I'd be happy to help you there as well.""I'll keep that in mind," she said blushing deeply."Since tonight's Virgin Night promises to be a big one this year," Susan said as she got up from the table, "I'm going to go take a nap.""I'll join you, mom," Tammy said.Before Hazel could express a wish to join them, Tommy turned to her."Dad and I are going to canoe out to Blueberry Island, Hazel. Why don't you come along?""Okay," she agreed without hesitation.The three took their blankets down to the beach and selected a canoe. Terry sat in back to do the steering and Tommy took the front to provide some strong paddling while Hazel sat in the middle. It only took them about 30 minutes to reach the island and they were pleased to see there was only one canoe on the beach. A middle aged man and a girl who appeared to be his daughter were on a blanket about 20 feet away doing what nature intended for males and females to do together. The Anderson men and their young friend pulled ashore about a football field away and laid out their own blankets. Laying side by side on their backs it looked like they were settling in for an afternoon of simple sun tanning.After about 15 minutes Terry rolled on his side to face his daughter's friend. He reached out an cupped her breast gently, massaging it slowly with her nipple in the palm of his hand. He was pleased when he felt it become erect moved his mouth over it to suckle gently while his hand cupped her pussy and stimulated her clit and slit. As he did this he leaned in and kissed her deeply.When he broke the kiss he rotated his cock toward her mouth and his mouth to her pussy. After a couple minutes he wrapped his arms around her and rolled on to his back so that she was resting on top of him. As they continued their oral administrations to each other, Hazel felt Tommy move around to her backside where he started to rub his cock up and down her slit. Adding a dollop of spit to his now rock hard teen cock he got behind Hazel between her legs and started to slide himself into her anal passage. The fact that his father's face was directly below his cock, Tommy pushed in.Hazel was in heaven. The feel of two cocks penetrating her at the same time was mind blowing. Even more mind blowing was the realization that they were having simultaneous orgasms. Terry and Tommy both swelled and twitched in their respective orifices with Terry almost choking her with the amount of his spew while Tommy seemed to fill her anal passage to overflowing. Terry couldn't miss the flood of lubricating juices pouring out of Hazel's delicious cunt as he lapped them up as fast as he could.Having finished they returned to their respective blankets, applied some sun screen and fell asleep under the warm sun and blue skies.After an hour it was time to reverse their positions and Tommy 69ed with her while Terry took her back door again. This time when they finished they went for a quick swim to rinse off the accumulated residue of sex from their various organs and chins.Then it was time to head back to the lodge for supper and to get ready for Virgin Night. Once again the buffet was exceptional but Hazel and Tammy were too excited in anticipation of the evening's events to eat much. They even skipped dessert.At 7 o'clock the ballroom doors opened and in 10 minutes nearly everyone registered at Paradise Valley had come in and found a place to sit. In the center of the room on a raised platform was a mattress. A set of steps lead up to the platform. On one side of the steps there was a laundry cart, the canvass kind with a metal frame and castors for maneuverability. On the other side of the steps was a metal laundry rack with several shelves all loaded down with clean sheets. At 7:15, Chaplain Edwards took a clean sheet and climbed the steps with a girl around 15 in tow. He and his companion quickly covered the mattress with the sheet."Hello, once again, everyone," he began and "hellos" echoed back from around the room. "Tonight's proceedings are extremely important for our participants. This is the time when they are choosing to put aside their childhoods and enter the world of adulthood. No one is forced into this decision and they are the ones to choose who will help them cross this threshold. The procedure is very simple. The virgin will come up here on the platform with their partnerdon't forget to grab a fresh sheetannounce their name and who their partner is and go to it. 'When they are finished the former virgin will remove their waist chain and place it in this bowl. Then they will remove the sheet and deposit it in the laundry cart on the way down. No order has been established for this evening and those who will participate will choose their own time. However, we do have a volunteer to start the evening out for us."With that, he stepped aside and the girl who had came up the platform with him stepped up to where he had been. She was a red haired with green eyes and a light dusting of freckles across her chest."My name is Cherise. This is the first time my mother and I have been here. Tonight I have asked Truman Edwards to be my first."As applause broke out around the hall, Truman took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. Then he gently laid her down on the mattress on her back and kissed his way down to her breasts sucking and nibbling each pink nubbin until they stood erect. Then he continued down until he reached the red fur that highlighted her virgin slit and sucked and lapped at it until she had a massive orgasm.While she was still in the throes of her climax he moved up and slid is cock partway into her. When he hit her hymen, he paused and then pulled back before slamming through with a strong thrust. The moment of pain caused her to cry out. Truman had done this before however and remained halfway inside her to allow her to get used to being penetrated. Two more thrusts and he was in her to his balls. He allowed her a moment to get used to being stuffed to the max. Then they were going at it like the proverbial rabbits because of the anticipation and heightened awareness it was only a few moments until the erupted in mutual orgasm and everyone watched Truman as he pumped Cherise's first load of male cum deep inside her waiting womb.After a couple moments of afterglow, he pulled out and a stream of white cum oozed out of her non-virgin pussy. Then she stood up, removed her chain and dropped it in the bowl. While everyone applauded they took their sheet off the mattress and placed it in the laundry cart as instructed. Eager to be rid of her chain, Tammy stood up and pulled her father up with her. They grabbed a sheet and covered the mattress and then Tammy looked back toward her family and friend."My name is Tammy and my father Terry is my choice to be my first."Hazel watched in fascination as her best friend and her father gave a repeat performance of Cherise and Truman. When all the signs were there that Terry was doing his best to impregnate his 13 year old daughter, Hazel determined that she would become a woman at some point this evening. She realized that she could fulfill all her masturbatory fantasies by selecting her dream lover, Tommy, to do the deed.Tammy was glowing when she came back and sat down with her hand cupping her pussy as she determined to keep her father's load inside her as long as possible.Before Hazel could act on her resolve, a 12 year old boy entered manhood with his mother, 5 more girls around 10 to 13 lost their virginity2 to their fathers, 2 to their brothers and one to her uncle. Another boy around 14 lost his virginity to his older sister and then Hazel was finally able to get Tommy up on stage with her."My name is Hazel and until yesterday morning I knew nothing about Paradise Valley. My best friend Tammy and her family brought me and now her brother has agreed to take my pussy virginity!"Then she threw herself on him knocking him down onto the mattress on his back and smothering him with kisses. Where the other girls had mostly lost their virginity on their back or doggy style, Hazel took command of her defloration. She kissed her way down to Tommy's rock hard tube of love and lubed it up with her saliva. Then she moved back up and placed his engorged purple head at her very wet opening and started to slide down it. She felt it hit her maidenhood and braced for the pain everyone said was coming. She had torn it slightly while using tampons and now it split easily and she sat completely down on him with his balls by her ass. When the head of his cock made its acquaintance with her cervix she had an immediate orgasm. Coming down from her first cum she began to bounce up and down in earnest. For his part, Tommy was pleased that Hazel had asked him to go first. He, too, had had dreams of going all the way with her and now they were coming true. She grasped his cock as though it were encased in a velvet glove. He knew he wouldn't be able to last long and was soon rocking his hips to meet her down thrusts.Hazel was almost there when Tommy grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way on his cock. She felt his swell and pulse within her as her first load of sperm sent her over the top. Collapsing on top of Tommy she kept him in her as he wilted. The hall was cheering as she dismounted and copious amounts of cum dripped out of her well fucked pussy and she entered the ranks of womanhood. With a flourish she stood and removed her chain and dropped it in the bowl. After taking a bow, she took off her chain and helped Tommy roll up their sheet.When they got back to their places she leaned over to Terry and whispered in his ear, "Your turn tonight."The procession continued with a few memorable moments for Hazel. One was a 7-year-old who gave it up to her grandpa. The other was a 14 year old girl who told about how she had been adopted by her family only a month before and known nothing about Paradise Valley until they had arrived. She had brought three people up to the stage with her."My name is Louise and tonight I give my pussy virginity to my new father, Bill, my anal virginity to my new brother, Bob, and my oral virginity to my new uncle, Paul."Like Hazel she got on top of her father and eased herself down until she had his entire 7 inches inside her. Then her brother lined up on her now lubed butt and slid home his 5 inches. Finally, uncle Paul gave her his 9 inch thick cock down her throat. The trio got into a rhythm until her eager brother finished in her bowels and pulled out. Uncle Paul came next and the poor girl almost choked on the flood that he unleashed. It was a full minute more before her father came in her and she came in response. Receiving a standing ovation Louise took of her chain but instead of dropping it in the bowl straight away she dipped it twice symbolizing the loss of her anal and oral virginities before dropping it in for her pussy.There were a few gays and lesbians who came out with their first encounters and a 5 year old girl brought her 6 year old brother up on stage and let him fuck her like a woman. Just when Hazel thought the evening was about to wind up she felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up she saw Harold beckoning her so she rose and followed him to the stage where he announced that he was giving his pussy virginity up to his new friend Hazel.This time Hazel lay on her back and let him control things. He lay down beside her and began with an expert kiss that worked to star her arousal. Then he was nibbling on her nipples as he moved down to her recently deflowered pussy. He was so horny he had no objection to cleaning the crust of Tommy's cum that had oozed out of her after her earlier initiation to womanhood. This got her juices really flowing so Harold had no problem when he got into position and eased his 7 hard inches inside his frist ever pussy. It was even better than his imaginings. Hazel for her part felt muscles she never knew she had. She tried to squeeze them and felt Harry's prick jerk in response to being milked. Then Harry started to pound away in earnest. Instinctively he waited until Hazel came before going for his own release. As he reached his peak, Hazel came again and this time she wrapped her legs and arms around him pulling him into her as she kissed him with a passion. Maybe it was her imagination and maybe it was the fact that this was his first time but Harry seemed to have twice as much spunk coming out of him than Tommy had.She was in a haze as she rolled off the mattress and helped him roll up their sheet and then made her way back to Tammy's family who greeted her with open arms and smiles. It was the first time anyone could remember where an initiate had been brought back up on the same night to help initiate someone else.There were a dozen or so more initiations but Hazel couldn't recall them because she was basking in the afterglow of knowing that she was now a woman and the world lay open before her.She followed when they all stood up and headed back to their room where she flopped down on the center of the bed.Terry remembered her whispered promise and lay down beside her. Still in a haze of sexual gratification, Hazel easily became aroused at her friend's father's advances and was guiding his thick steel hard 11 incher to her pussy ready to be filled as never before.And Terry obliged his young charge by giving her a royal pussy reaming before her insides melted under his hot load.Hazel was exhausted and drifted off to sleep on the crest of her orgasm.Her final thought was straight from GONE WITH THE WIND.Tomorrow is another day.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
slug.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/slug.txt | It was a summer many years ago when I was in the banking business. A coworker and I had started having an affair. I was still married but had already started making plans to be out the door and in my own apartment. He was still married and had no plans of leaving her. John and I would go out to lunch on occasion and sometimes we would eat our lunch in the break room that we brought from home. The table and break room was very small and only held two chairs, so therefore we were sitting very close but across from each other. John could always make eating lunch very entertaining. Especially when he brought oranges. First he would slice the oranges in 4 equal pieces. Then he would take a slice, hold it up to his mouth long ways and lick it with his tongue. Knowing I was watching his every move he would bite into the pulp and start eating it just as if he were eating pussy. Juices started running down his chin and he just kept on eating... sucking the orange slice with his lips. By the time he got thru, my pussy would be as wet as the orange was. One day while we were eating lunch, he had mentioned going on vacation to the coast together. This was not a problem for me because by then, I was already in my apartment. I loved the idea.We arranged to be gone about 3 days. We left out on a Friday morning and headed for Biloxi. A couple of hours into the trip, we decided to play slug bug. But just playing slug bug the original way was not exciting enough, so we started playing strip slug bug. Every time one saw a Volkswagen, the other had to take off an article of clothing. Well, wouldn't you know, John saw the first one. Off came my jewelry. Safe enough? Yes, you guessed it; he saw the second one too. Ok... off came my top but I was still wearing my bra. Ah ha! I saw one. Big deal, he lost his jewelry. Well, now he has seen the third. So here we are riding down the highway, John fully dressed and I'm sitting there topless. Of course all the truckers liked it. Well my luck began to change. I started catching the beetles Slug bugs first and before long, John was driving nude. Well almost nude, He had no shirt, no shoes, no socks and his shorts were around his ankles because that was as far as he could get them without wrecking the car. I'm sitting there, still topless and no shoes. But I did have on my shorts. Jackpot. I saw the next beetle. Off with the undies. I won the game and the prize. I reached over, set his dick free and stuck it in my mouth. For the next several miles, I sucked his cock and played with his balls until he came. I always enjoyed giving John a blowjob because his cum always tasted so good. Probably all the oranges. I guess you could say this was a win win situation. Because you see, if he had won, he would get to eat my pussy when we got to Destin. We arrived safely, even though John was distracted and all over the road there for a few miles. We barely got in the door to our room before we started shedding our clothes, which we had to put back on after the game. We were both ready to fuck... and we did. John said he should have won the game because he was distracted by driving so therefore he should get the prize too. I agreed and he went for my pussy just like he did the oranges. Nibbling my clit and juices flowing down his chin. He ate my pussy then and there, oh he was really good at this, I came at least 3 times, before his stuck his long cock in me. He was so excited, he did not last long.We started getting hungry and decided to go get some seafood. It was already getting late because of the drive so we made it an early night. At least, early to our room. Once we got back in the room we started fucking again. I guess it was the thrill of being out of town. The next morning we hit the beach. We laid out in the sun for awhile and played with each other discreetly. A rub of the tit here and a brush of the dick there. Somewhere around lunchtime, we needed a nooner. After all, lunchtime was always good for us. Many times we would leave work and meet at my apartment for lunch to fuck. After our nooner, we cleaned up and rode around the town looking at all the historic homes. We went to a nice seafood restaurant in the harbor for dinner and for dessert had key lime pie. Key Lime pie is always good if you get it on the coast. Later, back in the room we laid around, feeling stuffed, and watched a movie on TV. By the time the movie went off, our food was settled and we were ready for a night of passion. This was to be our last night out of town. I kissed my way down his dark chest until I reached his cock. I placed it in my mouth and gently started sucking and licking around his head with my tongue. He was already erect so each time I went down the head of his cock would push against my throat. He rolled me over and got between my legs and started eating my pussy. He would run his tongue through my lips and into my pussy. Then he would come back up and scrape my clit with his tongue. My lips were starting to swell and my pussy was getting tighter. He got up on his knees and slid his dick in to my pussy. He raised my legs up in the air so he could go deeper and deeper. After a few strokes, he put my legs down and started sucking the juices out of my pussy. I could feel it getting close. I knew it was going to happen. Only a matter of time. I felt my pussy start to quiver and there is was... the orgasm I had been waiting for... but he would not stop. He kept licking my pussy lips and sucking the juices being careful not to touch my clit with his tongue until the sensitivity went away. Once it did, he proceeded to include my clit with the rest of his licking. Oh my god... here it comes again... no warning... another orgasm. Jeez... cum flowing everywhere. "Oh... shit... fuck me... fuck me... please fuck me!"He jumped up on his knees again and shoved his cock into my wet swollen pussy. Oh my god, my pussy was so tight. He started with a slow rhythm and I could feel every inch of him moving in and out. He got a little faster and I was now moving in rhythm with him. I threw my legs up in the air to allow him to get deeper in my pussy. I could feel his cock get harder and I knew he was almost there. I told him to give it to me. I wanted to feel his hot cum exploding all thru my pussy. One more thrust and there it was. He came so hard that I started cumming with him. Cum was running out everywhere. We got a towel and cleaned up and went sound to sleep.The next morning we had to get up and get back on the road. It was a short three days but we definitely made the most of it. END |
becques.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/becques.txt | My wife Becque, was an even 10 years younger than me. When I married her, (After an event of one good sperm with flawless aim), she had natural platinum hair. She was 5'2", blue eyes, very fair skin and nice 34B breasts with pencil tip nipples. Blue eyes that danced.After eight years or so of marriage, sex was getting a little tame and the Voyeur Devil in me started surfacing. I asked Becque many times if I could watch her make love to another man. In the beginning she said no, but after a period of time with some desensitization on my part during our lovemaking sessions, while during one particular strong orgasm riding me she said "Yes, Kim I want to fuck another man for you..."The next day, I kidded her about her statement last night, but I got neither encouragement nor discouragement. It's like it didn't really happen. If you're a married man, you know this about wives, even if you think it happened and she doesn't like it, then according to your wife it didn't happen. (wink)Well, all of this was before the days of the internet. Back in that college town of Amherst, Massachusetts we had an arts newspaper -"The Advocate"- that had a section called "The Backdoor" which was chock full of adult personal ads.I put an ad in the Advocate titled, "Seduce my wife... and let me watch." I ran it for a week, and had 29 responses. I spent an evening culling out the trash, those that couldn't speak in anything but four letter words, or those that were too enamored with the size of their penis.Out of 29, there were 7 that seemed ok. I met with the seven one by one, either they were 300 pounds heavy or had no front teeth. One guy was both! The fifth guy, was a college professor. Paul, right age, 47, salt and pepper hair, slim, kind of a renaissance man. On Day One, as I showed him nude pictures of Becque, I knew he would work for her.I fly as a pilot for one of the major airlines. At that time I was building an airplane in my garage. More correctly, a sailplane, kind of a hi performance glider. I struck a deal with him to come over to help me build it once a week. After working for a few hours, we would put away the tools and go into the Kitchen and split a bottle of Concho Y Toro Merlot with Becque, Paul and I.I never said a word about the setup to Becque. Just let the conversation flow with the direction of the wine. As several meetings passed I could see easily that they were getting very comfortable with each other. Paul indeed really was a Renaissance man.My deal with Paul was that he would come over for 6 weeks on the same day of the week, and on the 7th week I would be out of town flying a trip for my airline. Since we'd always work on the sailplane the same night of the week, he would show up as usual on the same day of the week with a bottle of Merlot expecting me here but ** surprise ** I was at work flying. At that time he would make his move on Becque. He would call me at the layover hotel the next day with the results the attempt.The 7th week came, and I picked up a trip to Tokyo from open flying.And he did call me the day after he came over. I was a little worried about the call at first. He told me about how Becque was a little hesitant to let him come in without me there. How they split the bottle of wine. Told me how Becque put the kids to bed. Spoke of the topics of conversation. Told me how Becque complained it was too hot, and went to the change her clothes, and that she came back with a halter top and short shorts on. The halter top showed her well defined cleavage, unbelievable for a 34B, and thru the thin fabric Paul could see her pencil tip nipples. Through the white nylon shorts he could see no panty lines. Clearly visible was the light glow of her blond pussy hair thru nylon. They drank some more wine, and Paul told me how he commented to her on the beauty of her skin, (It really is cream colored, yet no veins show thru.) and her platinum hair. He was looking at her cleavage, and she caught him at it.They drank some more, Paul reached for her neck and gave her a backrub, and then from her response of no resistance he knew she was his tonight. Thank God for Concho Y Tora.Paul said he just unbuttoned the halter top, turned her around and kissed her nipples. The nip's stiffened, she just sighed, and took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Paul said it was one of the most active fucks he has had in years. And I think this man has some experience in these things!I was so hot listening to him from my hotel room in Tokyo, I knew the best was yet to come.The following two weeks, Paul came over each Tuesday night as before. Not one word was said between the three of us about the liaison.The following Tuesday morning, I told Becque the crew desk had junior manned me into a 2 day trip, I would leave early Tuesday afternoon and would return late Wednesday night. I called Paul to come on over on Tuesday night, as usual, with some Merlot to see if he could score for round number two with my wife.I drove to Hartford on that Tuesday, visited some strip clubs killing time. (Found about the one dollar bill shortage here in the U. S. of A., at least in my pocket.) At about 5:00 O'clock I went to one of the Asian Massage places and got a nice massage, steam & cream. Man, that Korean girl really knew her art. By the time I was thru, I was heading back to Amherst at about 9:00 o'clock.Next to my house is a small abandoned gravel pit. I parked my car there, and walked down the driveway into my house. Nothing unusual, but no one present in the living room despite Paul's car in the driveway. I was glad no dog was there to bark.I walk down the hallway to our bedroom and stopped in the doorway. Looking into my bedroom, I see my wife flat on her back in our bed, her hands around the back of Paul's head which is buried into her pussy. She is running her fingers through his hair and he is licking her clit.Her back is arched, her eyes are closed, she is softly moaning, her head is going from side to side. I wait and watch, and Paul shifts a little bit to put his finger in my wife's pussy and touch her G-Spot. With Paul moving, my wife's eyes open and she sees me in the doorway."Please don't hit me, Kim. Please don't get mad."I say only, "Sorry I'm late."10 seconds later my clothes are on the floor and my cock is in Becque's mouth.Paul continues to eat my wife's pussy and finger her. Becque has unusual labia, for all the world it really has petals (or leaves) much like a rose. I can see the 3 folds around Paul's finger, swollen, bright red, pulsing.Soon I take my cock out of Beques mouth and I kiss my wife on the lips and Paul and I roll her over, and Paul began fucking her doggie style. Becque was on her hands and knees, sucking my cock. I was on my back, and my head was under her tummy, and looking up I was watching Paul's cock go in and out of her pussy. Beautiful sight. Sometimes he would move slow, pulling his pecker out until I just could see his cock helmet wrapped by her rose petal labia lips, and then he would change rhythm - he'd just pound her pussy with a plop, plop, plop, sound. During this time I rubbed my wife's clit with my right hand finger and with the left hand tweaked her nipples, changing the tempo to match Paul's thrusts. From underneath I could watch Paul's balls get smaller and shrink and shrink and shrink with time and I knew he was about to cum. As I played with Becque's nipples, I could see her breasts tightening with goose bumps on them and nipples tautening like incense cones as she too came closer to cumming.From above I hear Paul groan. From below Becque I see his balls twitching as he unloads his baby batter into my wife. I reach up and over, took his gonads in my right hand and squeeze gently as he cums. At the same time, Becque started twitching, and I pinched her nipples hard pushing her over the edge until she came too.Becque's orgasm, it is too intense, she collapses on her face, still on her knees. She is sobbing, absolutely crying with pleasure, tears running down her face. Paul pulls his cock out of my wife, and from below I see Paul's jism was dripping out of her pussy, so I swung sideways so it wouldn't drip and hit me in the face. Yuk.We had a few more delightful threesomes together, then Paul drifted away to a new couple.***Becque never acknowledged the setup, but I think she knew... I do know that she enjoyed it very much.It loosened her up a lot though. That year I got her to fuck her sister's husband, and later, a neighbor. Both were very enjoyable experiences, and if I get enough favorable comments about this episode I'll put those to pen too. Our marriage failed a few years later, but not because of our sex life. If anything, the sex games held it together longer. We had a few other trysts together.Becque had a kind of wanderlust, wanting to move to a new town every few years. After 5 moves in ten years, each one costing upwards of ten thousand dollars, I said no, time to establish some roots. She filed for divorce, and moved to Cape Cod. I remarried an Asian woman, a Korean, the steam and cream girl from the massage parlor I visited mentioned above. Absolute best thing I have ever done in my life, marrying her. After 12 years with that Asian woman, ever day is filled with respect and love from her and I return the same.And she today still fucks like the professional she once was.END |
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beths.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/beths.txt | My wife Beth and I recently moved to a new city and haven't had an opportunity to make any new friends yet. When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday present this year, she didn't hesitate to tell me that she wanted to meet some new friends and have a gang bang. Ever since we were in high school she's enjoyed having more than one cock to play with, I found this out on our first date. Since then we've had quite a bit of experience with this lifestyle. I have already started working on the party plans for her party and promised her that this year's party will be one she will never forget. We've gotten ourselves so turned with the preparations for her party we thought we would share some of our previous experiences with you. This is the second in a series:My name is Gary and my wife's name is Beth we met each other while we were in high school. It's been quite a few years sine then but Beth still has the knockout body today that she had back then. She has brown shoulder length hair, is about 5'4", slim with an athletic build from working out all the time and her measurements are 34B 24 -36. Her breasts have dark nipples and when excited they stick out at least 1 ½" and are as round as the end of your little finger. Through the years there have been many men and women that have enjoyed these treats.We were married about 6 months after Beth graduated from high school she was just 19. We enjoyed fucking around so much that we decided we wanted to be able to do it whenever we wanted and felt that was as good a reason as any to get married.At first it was difficult to make ends meet, we were both going to college and working part time jobs. I was studying commercial art in school and found a position with an ad agency that fit my schedule and was close to where we lived. My job required me to work with a lot of different commercial artists around town while getting ads scheduled. I got to know one of the artists whose name was Gordon pretty good and would stop by his office several times a week picking up and dropping off material. One day he showed me around his building and showed me a fully equipped studio with lights and backdrops that he had built but said he never had time to use. When Beth and I were eating dinner that night I told her about the studio and that it was exactly what I had hoped to have after I graduated. I discussed an idea I had come up with during the day about my starting my own business by renting the studio from Gordon. For me to do this I would have to quit my other part time job which meant things would be a lot tighter financially until I could make this work. She said if that was what I wanted to do then I should do it and she would support us but that she would expect to get paid back sometime while rubbing my cock. I knew just what she meant.I approached Gordon the very next day about opening a modeling studio and conducting art and photography classes. I would pay him rent for his studio or he could have a percentage of the profits. I told him I knew a lot of students who would be interested in modeling and with some advertising I could make this a financial win for both of us. Gordon thought it sounded like a great idea, agreeing to very good terms for me on the use of the studio with the stipulation that if the opportunity to ever set him up with one of the models for some extra "fun" that I would.It didn't take me more than a month to have almost a dozen models that I could call on. None of them had ever modeled professionally before but all thought it sounded pretty exciting to be able to model nude and be paid at the same time. Most of the models were girls I knew from school, several were friends of Beth's.I started running the art classes several nights a week and they were full almost immediately. Usually I had 12- 15 people attending with about half who weren't serious artists but enjoyed the nude modeling and paid the $25 just to see the girls naked. Within just a couple of months I began offering the studio out to photographers wanting to take pictures of nude girls. I quickly learned which girls would pose more suggestively than others, maybe even pose with another girl or use "props" while they posed. I would then schedule them with photographers willing to pay the extra fees. As business grew I asked Beth to help do the paperwork .Beth would be around the office and studio a couple of nights a week while I had modeling going on in back. She would check in on the activity occasionally and would always come back saying how much fun it would be to get naked in front of a large group which would get me as hard as a rockOne night two girls were supposed to show up for a photo session which I had arranged for with 3 photographers who had paid extra so that the girls would pose more suggestively than usual. This was not an uncommon request and I knew the limits each girl would go, but for the money most of the girls would do anything.This night however the girls didn't show up, my clients were getting upset waiting while I tried to get someone else to come in. Beth was working in the front office looking hot as usual wearing tight jeans that hugged her ass and a white tube top that stretched across her breasts so tight that you would have swore the material was see through. I always enjoyed it when she wore this especially if we were walking down the street. She would get excited knowing that people could see her dark nipples getting erect in public.Beth heard me talking to the clients who were asking for their money back as I hadn't come up with anyone when she said, "How about if I did the work?" I looked at her and she said, "I have all the bookwork done and besides it may be fun."I mentioned to her that these clients had paid extra for some extremely suggestive modeling and she said "that sounds like the kind of fun I'm looking for tonight, does it pay good?"I said that I would normally split 50-50 with the models and that they were going to get $150 tonight to share and any tips they might earn. Beth said that she would do it if she got all of the $300 and I better not mind if she picked up some tips as well. Beth had an insatiable desire for cocks, especially large ones and loved to be covered in cum. We had several multiple partner encounters before we were married and before we even had gotten together Beth had gotten quite a bit of sexual experience. Beth always loved to flash me whenever the opportunity arose, one time she got totally naked on a street corner at midday with traffic going by. When we got back to the car she was dripping cunt juice down her legs and couldn't wait to get home for me to stick my hard cock into her.Since we had been married we had been so busy with school and work that our special social life had diminished. The thought of her being naked with these guys was making me hard and Beth was so excited that you could see goose bumps around her erect nipples. I told her that if she wanted to she could and she jumped into my arms sticking her tongue down my throat and rubbing her crotch against my hard cock. She said that she would make it worth my while in more ways than one and wanted me to watch the whole show.I went back to the studio where the group had been drinking a few beers from the fridge that I kept stocked and explained that I was able to find a model but because she was such a good model she was going to cost as much as the two would have. Beth walked into the studio as I was talking to them. Their eyes followed her around the room watching her ass wiggle and her breasts bouncing they agreed quickly with the terms.The lights were on and shining against the backdrop behind Beth. I pointed towards the changing room for her so she could easily change and come out in a robe I kept in there. Instead she said that for what her three newest friends were paying she felt that they deserved to get every cent worth and began to get undressed in front of all of us.She kicked off her sandals first then began unbuttoning her jeans slowly 1 button at a time. There were only 4 buttons that had to be unbuttoned but it seemed like it took her forever. As soon as she had started I could feel my rock hard cock begin oozing pre cum and looking at the others watching my wife strip they were obviously enjoying her show as well. Beth began tugging at her jeans inching them down her long tanned slender legs. She had gotten them down around her hips and looked at the 3 men who were suppose to be taking her picture and said to them " you better start taking pictures now because you may not have time later". With that the cameras began clicking.I found myself holding my breath as Beth pulled her jeans slowly down while at the same time pulling her panties off. She had turned her back to the cameras that were flashing and had her tight round ass bared to us. Beth, whenever she had time always laid out in the sun getting a golden tan in the Summer. Even though she would prefer sunbathing nude she didn't because she knew I enjoyed the tan lines she would always have. I loved the contrast between her golden tan and the snow white tan lines surrounding her dark nipples. Up until tonight only a few select people had ever seen them. Her snow white ass stood out against her golden tan, the bikini she wore tanning had left only a napkin size triangle across the back of her ass. As she bent over to remove her jeans, keeping her back to us, you could easily see her pussy lips beginning to glisten in the bright lights. I couldn't wait until she turned around but I knew she would make the show last a few minutes longer. After having kicked off her jeans she stood up, the only sound you could hear were the cameras clicking and Beth's deep breathing. Beth stood there for several minutes spreading her ass cheeks so the cameras could get a close look at her glory hole. She twisted her body into several different poses providing us with glimpses of her love nest.Looking over her shoulder she reached behind her and began pulling her tube top up. As she got it near her shoulders you could see the white line across her back where her bikini top had been. You could see the sides of her round full breasts, but that was all she would let us see. Beth had finally removed her top completely and turning slowly she faced us with one arm across her breasts and her other hand was holding the top so that it was covering her pussy. Holding the pose and allowing the cameras to take as many pictures as they could she dropped the top to the floor and used her hand to keep herself covered. From where I was standing I could see that she was enjoying the show and the torture she was putting these three guys, who were total strangers to her, through. Her inner thighs were beginning to shine under the lights from the juices she was dripping and I was beginning to smell her scent in the air which I'm sure the other three smelled as well. I knew by the look in her eyes that she was going to fuck and suck all the cocks she could get tonight.A few seconds later she moved her arm which she had been holding across her breasts to her side. Posing for the cameras and smiling she stood there exposing her breasts which had the whitest of tan lines stretching across and below her dark nipples where she had worn her bikini top. Beth's young breasts turn up slightly with hard nipples sticking into the air they were begging someone to suck on them tonight.The three cameras were rotating around her taking pictures of every square inch of her body. She was gracefully moving from side to side shifting her feet, leaning her shoulder forward and backwards arching her back all the while enjoying the show she was giving and the trap she was setting. Beth still held her hand in front of her pussy so that you couldn't see her wet lips, making sure that when she removed it these men would want her as bad as she wanted them.Without notice she moved her hand and stood totally naked in front of these three strangers. Beth stood still for them to make sure they could all clearly see the white triangle between her legs and the swollen lips of a cleanly shaved pussy. Beth had told me when we were dating that she never liked having pubic hair and that she had always kept her self neatly clean and shaven. When she would sleepover at friend's houses while she was still in school she always made sure that the other girls saw her naked hairless pussy. Once in awhile the other girls wanted to touch her just to see what it felt like and she would almost always come when they did. She assisted many of her friends during those sleepovers by shaving them, which would often lead into touching and masturbating each other. A shaven pussy was uncommon back when we were first married so I knew that this had to have been a first for these three men. I was getting as turned on with Beth's show as she was. The cameras were all over her now taking close up pictures of her nipples, her ass and of course of her hairless cunt.Beth had moved one of her hands up to a breast and cupping it she licked her nipple then bit the hard erect nipple pulling it and making it stretch in her teeth. With her other hand she began stroking he swollen mound, separating its lips while circling her clit with her thumb. Beth laid down on the carpeting with her legs spread wide sliding one then two and three fingers inside of herself. All you could here was the slurping sound of her fingers going in and out of her. It only took a minute for her to come as she squeezed her thighs tightly together, pulling on one of her nipples with her free hand and letting out a whimper of pleasure. Her juices were all over her hand and had streamed out of her leaving a large wet spot on the carpeting underneath her. Her vulva was swollen from the pleasure she had just given her self and you could see the pinkness of her inner folds. Looking up at the three lucky photographers that were standing in front of her taking picture after picture she said, "All work and no play makes for a dull party." With that she reached up and began stroking the cock of the nearest man to her. Getting to her knees she pulled the zipper down on his pants reaching inside of them she pulled out his 6" hard cock. With her finger she began to smear his pre-cum over the head of his cock making it twitch. In just a few seconds she had placed her mouth over it and ran her tongue up it's underside, then all over it. Finally after playing with it she stuck it in her mouth, slowly at first then engulfed all of it. With her free hand she was reaching behind her as she knelt spreading her ass apart and began fingering her asshole. At that point the other two men undressed quickly, neither had large cocks like Beth desires but both were hard and obviously intending to plug one or both of her holes.One man had gotten behind Beth and was rubbing his cock up and down her ass; the other had slid underneath her and was beginning to suck on her breasts. The attention she was getting now caused her to increase her motion on the cock in her mouth. She was pumping this cock with one hand while sucking on it when it suddenly exploded in her mouth unleashing several large loads of cum down her throat. Beth is a cum lover and will swallow everything that she can suck out of a cock but looking up at me she took the cock out of her mouth and let it finish shooting its load all over her face and down her breasts.Now she could concentrate on the cocks that were underneath and behind her. She spit some of the cum into her hand that she hadn't swallowed and reaching behind her smeared it over her asshole inserting her finger into it. Then she beckoned the man behind her to plug it for her. He slowly placed the tip of his cock against her glory hole and began pushing forward while holding onto her ass. Since it wasn't very big in length or width and her hole had gotten well lubed from the cum she had smeared along with her own juices, the cock slid into her ass easily.At the same time the man beneath her slid his cock into her cunt. While Beth was concentrating on what was happening to her I had gotten undressed myself and was stroking my cock. I walked over to her cupping her chin in one of my hands and bent over to kiss her. We stuck our tongues down each others throats and I could taste the saltiness of the cum that she had just swallowed. Standing back up I placed my cock by her mouth which she began licking and stroking it. With all of the attention she was getting I could sense that Beth was going to have an orgasm real quick. When Beth came all three of our cocks erupted in unison with her. The cock behind her pulled out and was shooting loads of cum all over her ass and back. The cock that was in her cunt sent hot loads of cum deep inside of her and when he finally pulled out you could see strings of cum dripping from her sopping hole. Beth began an earth shattering orgasm when the first cock started coming, while she was gasping for breath I shot my load into her mouth. Beth tried to swallow all my cum but couldn't and it oozed from the corners of her mouth. She collapsed onto the floor and as she did I laid down by her and kissed her deeply licking my own cum from her face. She laid there for a few minutes smearing the cum bath she had just gotten all over her body, then licked her fingers clean.The other three guys got dressed and packed their camera equipment away. I had gotten up myself but stayed naked with my young bride. Looking down at Beth with cum drying all over her face, chest and legs she began to stroke her clit again and quickly came one more time.As Beth rolled onto her side reclining on her elbow the three guys all told her what a great fuck she was and that they hoped I would arrange another photo session with them soon. They then threw 2 $100 bills down on the floor next to her and said she was worth every penny.After they left all Beth could do was talk about how it felt so good to take on 4 cocks and that she had always dreamed of doing it with more than two men. She had hoped that at least one of the cocks would have been larger but said that she would just wait for me to get that lined up another time. She wanted to know how I felt about it and I told her I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world and that seeing her getting fucked by other men was a fantasy of mine as well. I told her that I wanted to see her in a bigger gang bang as well and that I hoped it was sooner than later.ENDWe still have more stories to share until Beth's birthday party gang bang. If you enjoy our stories let us know. |
mytruestory.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/mytruestory.txt | Allow me to introduce myself. I am a nudist/exhibitionist. Here is my story. It may not be the most fascinating piece of literature, but I can guarantee that it is all true.I don't know when my fascination started, but I remember one time overhearing a conversation my mom had with our neighbor. They were talking about nudist camps. My neighbor's husband apparently really enjoyed going to these camps. They also talked a bit about strip poker. I had to be no more than 8 years old. Boy, did it set my imagination to work! Imagine, a place where I could be nude, and see everyone else nude. Even though I was a prepubescent boy, it made me "horny". Oh yes, I used to masturbate a lot when I was a youngster! Again, I don't know when I started, but I know it was before I was 5 years old. This is because I remember my Grandmother scolding me when she caught me doing it in her living room.This was while we were still living in Brooklyn, we moved when I was 5. I should clarify here; back then I did not whip out my dick and "jerk-off". Instead, I used to lie down on my belly and put my right hand directly under my penis. I would arch my hand is such a way that the butt of my palm would provide pressure to my "little peter". I would then rock my hips and make thrusting motions. After a few minutes of this I would experience a continuous "nice feeling". It was not an orgasm, I certainly could not ejaculate, but it felt good all the same. I would do it in front of everyone, even my mom. I did not think much of it. Imagine my shock when one day when I was about 14, I felt an "explosion" down there! I must clarify, by this time I knew it was not something to do in front of others, so I was alone. I got up and saw my first load of cum on the floor! I knew about the facts of life then, so it was not a real shock. I masturbated this way until about 2 years later, when I found it difficult to masturbate while looking at pornography. It took me a while to get used to "jerking-off", but It did not take long to become an expert! Shit, I would jerk-off about 5 times a day back then! To this day, once in a while, I like to get off with my old method. An interesting aside about this technique is that I can actually come without having an erection.While growing up I would indulge in my desire to be naked in public, but I did not want my family to know about it. On several occasions while home alone I would disrobe indoors and run out into the backyard. This was at a time when streaking was big. I was taking a bit of a chance, as my neighbors could have easily seen me if they were outside or looking out a window. It would always give me quite a thrill! In the summer, I would occasionally sunbathe nude out at the pool. On more than one occasion I jerked off while sunbathing nude. At night I would get more brazen. A couple of times, while everyone was asleep, I would run outside nude and walk around in the front yard. Once, I was going back into the back yard and I accidentally made some noise while closing the gate. My mother called out of her bedroom window which was on the second level so she could not see me, not at that time anyway. She told me to make sure the gate was closed. To this day I don't know if she knew what I was doing. When I finally got my driver's license, I started getting into more varied nude and sexual situations. I had found out that there was a section of nude beach at Robert Moses State park. This Beach on Fire Island was only 15 minute from my parent's house on Long Island. I did not know exactly where exactly the nude section was, I just knew it was at the end. So one particularly warm day during the first spring that I had my license, I decided to go and find this beach. I went there without any sort of beach gear. I was as much exploring for future reference as looking to indulge on that day. I walked pretty far down the beach and only seen a scant few people like myself, just enjoying the beautiful day. It was still too cold at the shore for sunbathing. Not seeing any nudes, I was little disappointed (and somewhat horny), so I decided to go into the dunes, find some privacy and disrobe. I did just that. I felt totally free and quite excited, even though no one else was around, this was the first time I was naked in a place far (relatively) from my home out in the open. I don't think everyone can identify with this feeling, admittedly it sounds kind of funny sitting here reading it, but I think other exhibitionists will understand my emotions at this point. So there I sat in the warm sun, the cold beach breeze blocked by the dunes, stark naked for anyone to see (if they decided to walk the dunes). My cock was rock hard, so I started to stroke it. It did not take very long before I shot a copious load on the sand right next to me. Just then I looked around me, and noticed an older man (late 50's to early 60's), standing at the top of the dune where I lay. From his vantage point he had a clear view of both the ocean and my vulnerable situation. Needless to say, I was petrified. He did nothing but look. I turned my head and pretended I did not notice him, but he knew I saw him. I sat there for what seemed like 10 minutes but was probably only 10 seconds before he went on his way. At first I thought he was trying to work up some nerve to come and talk (or "play") with me. You see, Fire Island is famous for some of its predominantly gay communities. Instead though, I think he was with a woman (wife?) who was nearby and he left and joined her. Once he was gone, it took me all of 5 seconds to get my clothes back on! I hurried off the beach vowing never to do anything so stupid again. But I was hooked. I did return to that beach later that summer to enjoy my first experience on a nude beach. It was cool. It was not an official club or anything. Just a bunch of people gathered on a section of the beach which just seemed to be understood to be for nude use. I found out years later the legality behind it all. It turns out that Robert Moses is a state park. Nudity is not allowed there at all. The Fire Island National seashore abuts the state park. This is where the nude beach is. At first I did not know this. I thought that the nudes just took over a section of the state park that was too far for most people to walk to. I remember going there one day during a lunch break from work (boy was I hooked!) to prance around nude for about 10 minutes then hurry back to work. It was a slightly cloudy day. No one on the beach, except for a photographer, his assistant and a swimsuit model. They were right at the entrance to the beach. Since no one else was there, I assumed the "nude" section started there! So I was about 100 yards from the photographer where I just disrobed & strolled around a bit. I remember the photographer looking over and kind of shaking his head. After about 10 minutes I dressed and left. Just as I was walking to the path to the parking lot, a park ranger was making his way onto the beach in a hurry. He seen me and kind of gestured "Damn!". It hit me all of a sudden that he was coming to arrest me!! What a rush! It was not long after this I found out about the state/federal laws. I made note of where the state park ended and never went naked outside of the federal land again.Living so close to the beach, it was inevitable that I would eventually be caught by an acquaintance. Even if none of my friends or family were nudists, many people liked going to field 5 so they could take a stroll and gawk. I actually enjoyed the gawkers, but I did not want to get found out by people close to me. So one day it happened. Actually, I was leaving the beach, walking through the clothed section I locked eyes with a girl who lived across the street from me. She was my sisters friend, and was also dating a friend of mine from down the block. She has since become buddy-buddy with my brother. It may as well been my mother. Well it would have all been pretty normal, I mean I was not nude at the time. She did not know where I was coming from, right? Well, not exactly. To add to my thrill of nuding, I wanted to push the envelope as much as I could. It was not enough for me to walk from my car to the nude section totally clothed. I had now been stripping to my underwear (bikini-briefs) in the car, and then walking to the nude beach! I reasoned that they covered me just as much as most bathing suits, so legally it would not be a problem. But anyone who seen me up close would pretty much know I was in my underwear.One time in fact, I remember passing a couple of hot chicks in the parking lot in my underwear. Just as I passed them they broke out laughing. It really turned me on. I guess exhibitionism is a special extension of masochism.Anyone reading this is probably saying to, "why doesn't this guy get laid or something?" Well it is really strange to say that I was very shy with women. Kind of ironic in that I would stand on a beach stark naked and stroll by anyone, but I did not have the balls to talk to a girl. I was not that bad. I had a few girl friends, but never got laid. I had pretty low self esteem. You see I was very skinny back then. Picture this, at HS graduation I was about 130 pounds and stood 6'5". Kind of like Joey Ramone! To make matters worse, my close cousins where on the heavy side, and they had a way of making you feel inferior.Another thing my new license enabled me to do was to get to the X rated movie- theater. My first visit was with a group of friends. I did all I could do to keep from laughing as I saw the first "live motion" nude women and sex acts in my life. Since we all went, I thought it was a cool thing to do. A week later I went back by myself. It was great. I got so worked up I jerked off right there in my seat. Stupid me, I go and talk about the film with my friends. In other words I did not know what is commonly known to me now. If you go to a porno with friends, it is cool and you can talk about it and joke around. If you go alone, it is understood that you are going to be beating your meat. So when I mentioned to my friend s casually that I went back to the theater myself to see a film, they goofed on me to no end. It did not stop me though. I kept on going, but never told anyone. I got to be a real pro at it. I would bring a couple of socks with me and jerk off into them as to not make a mess on my pants. At first I was real shy about doing it with anyone else sitting around me. Then I started to get off on the idea that some else could see me whacking off! I got to the point where I would wear real loose pants with a stretch top (kind of like sweats) and no underwear, so I could whip them down real quick. I mean I would pull them down around my ankles and go to town! One time I got annoyed at some guy who was sitting in the same row. He would get up and go past, as he did he grabbed my cock. I am not the violent type. I just let it slide. The most exciting visit was the time some guy slowly crept closer to me while I was going at it. He kept on jumping from seat to seat until he was right next to me. I guess he was gauging my reaction. If I got up to move, he would know I was not interested. I have to say, I don't consider myself "gay" or "bi", but I am open minded. I was certainly really horny, and feeling quite adventurous. So when this guy put him hand on my knee, I did nothing. Then he slowly felt his way up my leg. Before he actually sat next to me, I had put my cock back in my pants. Since I was not refusing, he just reached in my pant and pulled out my cock and started stroking it. I was actually getting off on the perverseness of it! The best part of it was, another guy sitting not far from me was able to see what was going on. He shot me a look like "you fucking queer!". My new friend started to try to put my hand on his joint. But I was not going for it. So after a few minutes I started to fear that I was becoming gay and I just went soft in his hand. I don't know. I just might be bi. To this day I fantasize about that experience and the possibilities. What if I jerked him off? What if I left the theater with him to enjoy more heavy action? I don't know how other guys feel about these things, but I find myself seriously considering it when I am really horny. But after I come, the thought usually makes me sick! I still walk that line today. I have taken it to another level though. I have told my wife about my experiences, and it really turns her on. We bought several strap-on dildos and she enjoys fucking me in the ass with them! Before she plugs me in the butt, she makes me suck it and declare how much I want to suck a real dick. We have considered it, but we are really concerned with the AIDS thing. Sometimes, some things are better left as a fantasy.END |
homeschooling6.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/homeschooling6.txt | PART 6"Come on baby, put your sweet lips right here and give my pussy a kiss!" Barbara said, parting her pussy lips with her fingers.Ben leaned forward and put his mouth to his mom's cunt and lightly kissed it. Her smell filling his senses. It wasn't a bad smell and he liked it. He licked his lips and tasted her juices. It was his first taste of a woman's pussy and found himself wanting more."Use your tongue baby! Taste me, eat my peach baby! Make mommy feel good!" Barbara said, pulling his head to her pussy and held it there.Ben did as his mom instructed and began to tongue and lick in and around her cunt. He didn't miss a spot and eagerly bathed his mother's pussy with his tongue causing his mom to moan and work her hips against his mouth. "Oh God! Oh yes baby, right there!" Barbara panted each time his tongue passed over her clitoris.Ben could feel his dick getting hard as he lapped at his mom's pussy and slowly jacked himself with his left hand."Ohhh baby! That's it! Ohhh baby that feels so good!" Barbara groaned as she grasped her right breast with her hand and squeezed.Barbara ran her hand through her son's red hair and ground her hips against his mouth. "You like that don't ya baby? You like eating pussy don't ya? Eat it! Eat it you nasty boy! Ahhhh fuck that feels so fucking good! Do it here, lick my bud! lick it! suck it! Yessss!" She groaned.Ben did as she requested and concentrated on her clit as he simultaneously beat his meat. Her dirty talk was getting to him."Ohhh Ben! Oh baby! That's it! That's it! Ohhhhahhhh baby I'm gonna cum! Ohhhoooogggrph I'm cumming! Oooohhhhhh!" Barbara squealed as her orgasm racked her body.Ben could take no more and began to cum as he licked his mother's juices. His semen landing onto the bed sheets, his body twitched and spasmed as he emptied his balls in sweet release."Baby, that was wonderful! Oh God baby your cumming! That's it let it all out" Barbara panted when she realized he was in the midst of his own orgasm.Ben sat up in bed, his cum still leaking from his dickhead and said, "Sorry mom, I couldn't help it. I'll clean it up!"Barbara smiled and replied," That's ok baby. I like a man who gets into his work. It's not the first time there has been cum on these sheets!"Ben got up and grabbed the rag that was on the floor and wiped his cum from the sheets and himself."You got a thing about getting a nut all over a bed don't ya?" His mom laughed."Come lay down with me." Barbara said.Ben tossed the rag and got into bed next to his mom."Baby, I love you so much! I am glad you are allowing me to share such intimate moments with you!" Barbara said hugging her son close."I love you too mom. Mom are we going to... uh you know?" Ben replied as he ran a finger over one of his mom's breast.Barbara smiled and said, "Are we going to what baby? Don't be embarrassed, you can say it!"Ben took a deep breath and said, "Are we going to...uh, fuck? His face turning as red as his hair.Barbara chuckled, kissed his forehead and said, "Do you want to fuck? Would you like to fuck your ole mom?""Oh yes ma'am!" Ben exclaimed."I would love for you to fuck me! But I want you to understand that this is the last time we will ever do anything like this OK? I can get into a lot of trouble for what we have done and will do tonight. You understand? You can never tell anyone about what happened here tonight OK?""I understand mom. I won't tell anyone I promise." Ben answered as he fondled his limp cock with one hand."One day you're gonna make some girl your wife and make her very happy." Barbara said, rubbing his chest as she watched him play with his limp dick."You know you remind me a lot of your dad. In a good way, that is!" Barbara whispered."How?" Ben asked, his cock slowly started to thicken."In many ways. Your mannerisms, you resemble him a lot of course, the way you laugh, the little guttural sounds you make when you cum (giggle) and your strong sex desire. I guess you get that from both of us. You know I used to watch your dad do just what you're doing now. He used to love for me to watch him while he beat himself off." Barbara whispered.Ben's dick was stiffening rapidly now. " Dad jerked off!" he replied."Sure he did! He liked doing it as much as you do. Like I told you, all guys do it." Barbara said."Did you do it in front of dad? Ben asked.Barbara grinned and said, " Sure, many times. He enjoyed watching me as well.""I bet it made his dick hard! Like it did mine." Ben said, his hand slowly rubbed his nearly erect cock.Barbara laughed and said, " That it did baby!""Bet he fucked you good didn't he?" Ben said, his voice mimicking his excitement."Yes he did baby. You wanna fuck me hard? You're such a naughty boy! I want your dick deep in my pussy! Oh baby I am so wet!" Barbara panted putting a hand to her cunt."I wanna fuck you so bad! Let's fuck! I want to put my dick in your pussy now!" Ben groaned as he rubbed his full hard on."I want you to baby! I want you to fuck me! I want to feel your dick inside me! I want to feel you cum inside me!" Barbara panted wanting Ben to go ahead and cum so to last longer when they do fuck."Oh shit! Oh mom! Ahhhhhargh!" Ben groaned as his cum shot from his dick."That's my baby, cum for momma! Ohh there you go!" Barbara panted as she reached between his legs and gently played with his balls."I'm sorry mom. I really wanted to fuck you. I just got carried away!" Ben panted"That's OK baby! I like watching you cum. Just means you will last longer when you fuck my pussy." Barbara whispered as she leaned forward and began to lick the cum from his abdomen, working her way down to his softening cock."Mmmmm... so sweet!" She said softly, then flicked her tongue over the tip of his dickhead cleaning the remaining drop of his jism.Ben's body twitched as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft of his dick."Oh mom!" he gasped."Just relax. Let mom take care of her little man! You have a beautiful cock baby, and such large meaty balls!" His mother said as she took his dick into her mouth and sucked on it as she fondled his nuts, causing Ben to groan loudly."You like it baby? You like the way mom sucks your dick baby?" Barbara said then took his dick back into her mouth."Oh yes!" Ben groaned. " Oh damn I have dreamed of this for so long! I would hear you and Robert fucking and wish it was me!" He concluded.Barbara took his dick from her mouth and said, " You naughty little shit, listening to your mother fucking!" (Laughter)."Kinda hard not to hear mom! You're not real quiet!" Ben replied.Barbara laughed and said, " Guess I do get a little loud at times. So, does it turn you on listening to my having sex? Do you jack yourself off?""What do you think?" Ben said with a chuckle, his dick slowly began coming back to life.His mother laughed and said, "Guess that was a stupid question!"Barbara took his cock back into her mouth and began to suck again, working her tongue from the tip to the base as she rolled his balls in her hand. Her son's dick continued to grow as she performed her oral magic.Ben moaned and thrust his hardening dick into her hot hungry mouth. It wasn't long before she had him at full mast.She slipped his cock from her mouth and smiled, then began kissing her way up his body slowly till their mouths met and her tongue met his.Barbara straddled her son, breaking the kiss she whispered, " I want you now! I want to fuck you and have you cum inside me. Would you like that baby?"Ben only groaned in approval "AH!" he felt his mom's hand grasp his cock and slowly sat upon it letting it slip into her warm moist pussy."That feels so good!" She said as she sat on him for a moment without moving.Ben's eyes widened and he grinned broadly. This is really happening! He had his dick inside a woman's pussy. He slowly began to rotate his hips on instinct.Barbara moaned softly and began to slowly move up and down her son's flesh spear. "Baby, ohhh this feels so fucking good! Your dick feels so good inside me baby!" She panted."Ohhh mom! Oh mom!" Ben groaned grasping both her breast and squeezed them hard."Ouch! Not so hard baby, gently!" His mom exclaimed. "I'm fucking you! I'm fucking your pussy!" Ben growled."Yes baby, your fucking me! Your fucking my pussy with your big dick! Feels so good baby!" Barbara panted as she increased the rhythm of her movements then rolled him on top of her, opening her legs wide."Fuck me! Fuck momma! Give it to me hard! Fuck my hot pussy with your hard meat baby!" Barbara groaned as Ben began thrusting into her.The bed springs creaked and the headboard thumped against the wall in rhythm to their fucking.Ben grunted and groaned as he fucked his mom with all he had. " Mom! Ohh fuck mom! I love fucking you!" he growled."Ye-Ye-yes baby fuck me! OH, OH baby! Oh baby I'M gonna cum! Ohhhhh shit I'M cumming oooooohhhhhhmmmmphh!" His mother cried as she climaxed closing her legs around him.Ben could take no more and groaned deeply, then with one last thrust he ejaculated deep into his mother's still spasming body. Then collapsed on top of her.Barbara held her son close as she felt his dick continue to throb inside her."Baby, I love you so much!" She panted."I love you too mom!" He replied trying to catch his breath.ENDAuthor Note: I truly hope you all enjoyed this story. It took me a bit to finish it, but now that it is done I am pleased. I hope ya'll read and enjoy my other stories "Sex Photographer" and " Young Stallion" both a work in progress. Also check out " A Peepers Vacation" it is a true story.Thanks again! Stay horny! xxooxx.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 76 |
jackswife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/jackswife.txt | Author Note: Here's a different type of story, kiddies. Hope you enjoy it. I'm just sick of the same old type of shit floating around, about black men with huge cocks, slutty white bitches, and submissive, spineless little white pansies. Read on.Also, Jack Albert is a CHARACTER OF MINE, and his thoughts and actions are IN NO WAY ANY RESPONSIBILITY OF MINE. I am not racist.***Jack's WifeShe said, no, she VOWED to be faithful to me. And I, in return, vowed to never stray from her. I held up my end of the bargain, I worshiped her and tried in every way possible to appease her. She broke the deal, though. The contract was null and void.But perhaps I should tell you a bit about myself? My name is Jack Albert, and I've made a deal with the devil. No, he's not who you think he is. Lucifer is still one of God's angels and he is not the embodiment of evil Christians make him out to be. In fact, he's a very nice guy. He pities me and I pity him. We were both outcasts, in a way, and we share a bond. What was this deal? Years ago, just before I was going to graduate high-school, I was betrayed by who I thought was my best friend.A week before graduation, I was the epitome of the happy-go-lucky gullible fat-boy. I was twenty pounds overweight, and when I thought that I had friends, I was utterly wrong. Who I thought was my best friend, Kevin, convinced me to go on a road-trip to Louisiana and the bastard left me there. I was forced to walk home and that was not a pleasant experience. Perhaps the reason I'm so twisted is because of what transpired on that trip. I will not go into detail, but I will say that it was straining on my mind. Half-way through the trip, I met a talking wolf named Talon, who was the emissary of Lucifer. Talon guided me on my journey home, and told me what it was I had to do.I killed the bastard and two bitches who betrayed me.Well, Lucifer covered my ass after the incident, and I became Lucifer's honorary agent on earth. I was going to crusade for justice by day, and destroy evil by night. I joined the Police Force, and became a decorated officer. Shortly after that, I married my girlfriend, Jenee.Now, here's where it gets... messy.***I came home early, too early for my own good. I noticed the lowered MUSTANG GT in my driveway and instantly my tempered suspicions were aroused. Creeping toward the car, I laid on my back and crawled underneath it. Sure enough, neon-lights under the body. If this wasn't a Hoopty, or a Pimp Mobile, I don't know what was.I skitted toward the house, my blood boiling. I swear, I hadn't been this mad since I'd been forced to walk from Louisiana to Georgia. My hand slipped to my hip, hoping to find a gun, but I'd left it in my car. Well, no sense going back, I thought grimly, if I caught the fucker with my wife, I'd brain them both with the nightstick I was carrying.I slipped my key into the slot and unlocked the door silently. Moving as silently as a two-hundred pound man could, I made my way for the bedroom... I got as far as the kitchen.There he was, a huge black man, his pants and boxers down around his ankles, his huge hairy black ass thrusting up and down, causing the bile to rise in my throat. He was taking her on the fucking kitchen COUNTER! NOT EVEN IN THE BED! I could hear his animalistic grunting and my wife, Jenee's cries rising higher and higher as she'd never done before. My face flushed bright red and twisted in a grimace of pure and unbridled rage.He thrust his cock (it was by no means as large as they make them out to be, as I saw, but it was still bigger than mine) in and out of her. Finally (or rather very shortly after I'd arrived) he climaxed and she sounded like she'd come too.That was when I cleared my throat."Oh shit! Jack!" Jenee cried, trying desperately to cover her large, beautiful breasts."How long've you been at it?" I asked, my voice sounded very calm, considering how I was just dying to kill the black son-of-a-bitch and the whore with him. "Ten minutes? Twenty minutes?""Five, honky." The porch monkey said, grinning at me, one painfully fake gold tooth almost glinting in the kitchen's overhead light. He was a nigger in the truest sense of the word. I've met some very nice black people, very cultured, civilized, and polite. I've held the utmost respect for them... because they'd earned it. I'd not trusted them to begin with, but they proved me wrong. They'd earned their brownie points... this rat-bastard was losing them at a steady rate."Five, huh?" I asked, still keeping my voice deadly calm. "Jenee, why did you go for this piece of shit? I go for at LEAST twenty minutes. His prick's that much bigger than mine?" Emotion finally seeped into my voice, and it was very much the sound of a man's voice when he's betrayed. "Please, Jack, it's not what it looks like.""NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!?" I roared. I hated when people used that excuse... it was too damned cliché. "WHAT EXACTLY THE FUCK IS IT, BITCH!?""Hey! Don't talk to her like that, crackah," the black man butted in. I lost it.I'd been holding the nightstick behind my back, and I suddenly swung my right arm (the one holding the stick) in a wide arc, and released the lead-filled weapon. My slow-motion sense allowed me to clearly see the shocked expression on the bastard's face, as well as my wife's. It struck him on the forehead, and, while it gave him quite the headache, did not knock him out. The forehead was, after all, the sturdiest part of the skull.The nigger swore loudly and pulled out a pistol, rather a hand-cannon, and opened fire, shooting in that ridiculous "Gangsta" style. You know, the one where they hold the gun tilted to the side? Let me tell you, it's not quite as effective.I side-stepped, moving behind the refrigerator. I could hear him groaning and Jenee screaming, but I kept my head.I was unarmed, and the piece-of-shit had a gun. Still, I refused to give up like so many other people did. They would both pay.I ripped the 'fridge's cord from the wall, and heaved, sliding the huge appliance over the tiled floor towards the two. I could hear his screams of anger, and the firing of a gun, and then stopped, and waited for him to make the next move.I ducked, keeping as low to the ground as I could.The man whirled from one side of the refrigerator, and I spun quickly and came around the other. I circled the refrigerator, and caught my victim by complete surprise.I sent my elbow flying into the back of his neck, and he went sprawling. His gun came away from his hand, too.He got up quick, and moved into the classic boxer-stance. "C'mon, bitch." He challenged. "Let's see if you so tough wit'out yo' stick."He sent a hook my way that would have put out my lights, had I not moved. I sidestepped again, and caught his wrist in my left hand and applied a great deal of pressure on his elbow-joint with my right. He screamed as his right arm snapped easily, but managed to pull away. I let him. We both hopped back a step, and regarded each other.I don't know what I would've looked like, but he looked like shit. His forehead was beginning to become puffy, and blood trickled from his nose. His right arm hung limply at his side, much the same way his flaccid dick was hanging then. His pants were still off, but he'd shuffled out of them once the fighting began. I had to give him credit, I wouldn't have liked fighting naked. But then again, I wouldn't have liked to be him PERIOD once I finished with him.He came at me again, and I fell to the floor and sweep-kicked him, sending his legs out from under him. He hit the floor hard, but kept moving. He might be a tough adversary. If he hit me, that might be all she wrote.Jenee, meanwhile, was in a state of shock. I couldn't hear her anymore, because she was frozen with fear.He drew a knife and slashed out at me, but I took it in the arm. Better the arm than his original target: my neck. I seized his knife-arm and wrestled it away from him, then embedded it deep into his leg, mid-thigh. He screamed, then tried to fall back, his hand clutching at the boot-knife. He tried to pull it out, but without success. I knew what had happened. It'd stuck itself deep into his femur-bone.While he was still screaming in pain, I darted forward and backhanded him, sending him sprawling backwards. He landed, and, for the first time, wasn't so quick to get up.I moved in a blur, my speed enhanced not only by my hatred for him, but by my super-natural benefactor. I moved to him, raised my leg high, and laid it down very quickly on his groin. He shrieked in pain as I twisted my heavy combat boots on him, squashing his genitals. "JESUS FUCKIN' CHRIST!" He squealed, his voice raising to a comical pitch."Has no mercy for the damned, like you." I finished, then fell elbow-first on his neck, putting his lights out.I dragged him by his greasy black hair into the hall-way bathroom, then returned for the bitch. She was paralyzed with fear, but I knocked her out anyway. I was beginning to hate people, women and black men in particular.***The basement of our house was seldom used, so I decided to put it to a good purpose. It had a large table which I used when Jenee was out of town as an altar to communicate with Lucifer. It was this altar I used to tie up the black man. I chained my slut of a wife to the wall. I was not completely un-gentlemanly, for I covered her naked body with her bath-robe.I went to the small ice-box I kept down there and pulled myself a cold beer. I drank it while I waited for the two to wake up. The black man came to first."What's your name?" I asked him, my voice void of all traces of emotion."Art." He said. "Artemis fo' long. Now whachoo want wit' me, man?" He could not control his expressions as I could. I could clearly see panic and horror painted on his face like a bad Boxcar Willy painting. His eyes were wide with fear, and I noticed his big lips trembling. It would be hard to avoid making any racist slurs, but I set about not to be too racist."Well, Art, I saw the pool supplies in your car. You know we don't have a pool?" He nodded. I'd been suspicious since I noticed our phone bill had a collect call from RAWLIE'S POOL CLEANING SERVICE. That was why I was home early that day. "Not smart, calling collect and all. See where being sloppy gets you?""Listen, man, you want sum crack? You want a bitch? Man, I kin hook you up! Anythin' you want, man." I only glared at him. I think he actually believed he could buy himself off with chemicals. He must've done it before."To paraphrase: 'You would barter your life with chemicals?'" He only looked at me blankly."Man, what th'hell you talkin' bout!?!"I smiled. "Artie, nothing you can say or do will get you off the hook... except maybe one thing. And that will only cut you a little slack with me.""What?!?" He was desperate. I could see the glimmer of hope in his eyes, and I instantly wanted to cut it out with a serrated Ginsu knife."If I have to tell you, Art, it won't matter. You have to say it YOURSELF.""Man, COME ON!" He tried to shake his arms, but the chains were too tight. He tried again to bust his shackles, only resulting in a stream of cruel laughter from me.I went to my wife, who hung limp on the wall. I pulled a large, dull, rusty knife of about ten inches, and held it to her neck. "Shall I torture your lover while you watch?" I asked, a sliver of a demonic tone slipped into my voice."Shit, bitch! You can do whatevah' th'fuck you want wit'dat hoe! Jus' let me go!"If I hadn't been enraged before, I sure as hell was now. I was standing over him in a glimmer of a second, his eyes hadn't even widened when I brought the knife across his naked, muscular chest. He shrieked, the dull, rusty knife tore through his skin easily, only because I'd brought it back so fast. I wasn't done, though. I seized a patch of his thick chest-hair and yanked it up high. He shrieked again, and I slashed the knife across it, only severing half the hairs. He screamed again. I took a second swing at it. The rest of the hairs came free, and he screamed again.I stepped back, listening to him howl in pain. "SONUVABITCH!" He wailed at me. "SONUVABITCH!!!" I laughed, and turned to Jenee, who'd been awoken by the cries of agony."What are you DOING!?!?" She cried to me, but I smiled."What I should have done a long time ago. How long have you been cheating on me?""Never! This was my first time!" She pleaded. I instantly knew she was lying."Yo! That bitch lyin' t'you, homes! My man Tyrome said she wuz th'best lay he'd had in long time. Said she'd said th'same thing 'bout him. Tyrome's the one who told me 'bout her. Do her an' let me go!"I wasn't, of course. I was going to milk the names of every bastard who'd touched her pussy, and I was going to do them before the sun came up the next morning.I turned back to her, demonic expressions dancing across my face. She gasped and shrieked. Good, I thought, this might be easy. "Tell me the others, and where to find them." I demanded, holding the rusty knife's point to her neck.She told me, God help me she told me.***The list, when written down, was a full page long. She told me that she'd NEVER been faithful to me. The first NIGHT we started dating, when I drove her HOME, she immediately called some white rich guy named Rick Derris to come over and screw. It continued, from that day, to the day we married, right up to today. She seemed to be fairly regular, and she'd done a total of twenty-nine guys since we started seeing each other. The total rose the most one night a few weeks ago when she'd gone to some crack-house and was subjected to a sort of... gang-rape... only it wasn't rape... she'd consented to it. She allowed twenty-five men have their ways with her.I sat, at first, and listened to the stream of names and addresses. I sat in utter silence and sadness. All I could think of was how much I'd loved her... how much I'd tried to make her happy.When she finished, I got up, found a scrap of paper and a pen, then demanded she repeat the list.When she finished, I drew my knife across her left breast. She screamed, as I'd expected, even more when I cut off her nipple with the dull edge. I stood back and admired her breast, which was soaked with blood, and was horrified to find I had a raging hard-on. Jesus, I thought, I really got off on this. In pure rage, I drew the blade over my own left bicep, drawing a light cut and causing blood to seep sickly from the wound. I might get tetanus, I thought, but that would be if I lived more than a few days... which I already knew I wouldn't. I would be dead before the sun rose the next day.I wrapped my cut quickly, then returned to the two "love-birds" who were bickering already. Hell, they were arguing over whose fault it was.I went to her, a jar of honey in my hands, and began applying liberal amounts of honey over her voluptuous body. She demanded to know what I was doing, and I told her condemning her to a painful death.I stood back, and admired her beautiful body, glistening and honey-covered, and smiled sadly. "You could've at least told me. I'm sorry, I DO become emotionally unstable when I find out people have betrayed me." I told her about the "Long Walk Home" from Louisiana to Georgia, and I think she under-stood. Still, she wasn't happy about it.I went over to the man, still holding the knife and the honey jar. "Jack be nimble, Jack be quick..." I started quietly, tightening my grip on the knife. He was puzzled, but it would make sense soon. "Jack cut off the mother-fucker's dick." I sped in, and he didn't know what was happening until I'd severed his limp dick. If he'd been hard, he would have died in seconds."Try not to think sexy-thoughts." I told him. "If you get an erection, you'll bleed to death." He began screaming something completely unintelligible, but I shrugged. "You brought this on yourself, man." I then turned to my backstabbing wife. "And you, you'll be the one to kill him. He'll look at you all chained up and dripping with honey, and he'll get hard." I chuckled. "And the way YOU'LL die, my dear, is this."Down here, the rats are extremely large... they obey Lucifer, who happens to be a good friend of mine." Her large blue eyes widened. I wasn't surprised that she thought I was crazy. "They'll come to you and devour your body at a painfully slow rate. You'll wish I'd given you as quick a death as Arty over there. I'm sorry things didn't work out."What the hell was I saying? I was one sick bastard and I knew it! I wasn't one bit sorry! She'd deserved that! EVERY PERSON WHO CHEATED ON THEIR SPOUSE DESERVED THAT!I left the basement, which was deep under the earth. No one would hear their screams. I locked the door behind me. I would return that night and check on them... but for now, I had to find myself a certain Rick Derris.***Rick lived in a fancy part of town, but that didn't matter. He was a rich man, tall, blonde, very trim with a white sweater wrapped around his neck. You know the type, the ones who belonged to all the expensive country clubs and drive Miatas and Porsches. This was his unlucky day, though, because I was waiting in the bushes for him to return from his cushy desk job downtown.He'd brought a woman with him, probably a secretary. I waited for the car that was going down the street to pass by, then I casually walked over to Rick's house, which was rather nice, and knocked on the door.He came to the door, and the young lady was hanging on him. Rick was wearing an exasperated look on his face. "Look, buddy, I'm not interested in whatever it is you're selling.""Oh, I think you are." The twinkle in my eyes must have been startling, because the color drained from his face. "I'm offering salvation!" I turned to the young lady. "Ma'am, I'm here to settle private business between me and Mr. Derris, I suggest you LEAVE."She wasted no time in asking Rick for the car. He was so damned scared, he gave it to her without a second thought. When she'd gone, I forced my way in. "Nice place you have here..." I said conversationally. "You motherfucker."He spun on me, and I noticed for the first time he was holding a gun in his shaky, pale hand. "Oh-ohkay now, mister... y-you just leave and we'll f-forget this ever h-hapened."This wasn't the first time that day I'd taken on a person with a gun. I was ready.I sidestepped, and he nervously squeezed the trigger. The small bullet slammed into his nice, expensive sofa. I had drawn my gun by the time he began to turn his piece on me, and I fired. The round shattered his knee, and he toppled, dropping his gun. I moved in and kicked the gun away from him before he could recover it."Does the name 'Jenee Albert' mean anything to you?" I asked deathly quiet. Rick nodded timidly. "Y-yeah." He said. "Why!? Why are you doing this!?!""Pay-back's a bitch, Rick. When was the last time you'd fucked her?" He told me, and he told me he'd fucked her a few nights ago. Damn, she was quite the nympho.I kicked him solid in the face, and he toppled, clutching his bleeding face. "I'll make sure no one can recognize you, Rick m'boy." I said, drawing my switch-blade. "Your wife won't be wanting an open-casket funeral."He screamed as I slashed a line over one of his eyes... He wouldn't be seeing out of his left eye any more. I swiftly drew three more, and his face looked like a TIC-TAC-TOE grid. I knocked him back, then pinned him beneath my knees."Wanna play a game before you go, Ricky?" I asked, and he screamed something I couldn't understand. I took that as a yes. "You can go first, since you're 'bout to die. You want center? No? Okay then, lower right corner it is!" I carved an "X" in the lower square and he cried out for help at the top of his lungs. Soon, the whole grid was filled with slashes and circles, except for the center. "Well, if it ain't down to the moment of truth!" I exclaimed."Center circle wins it." I declared as I plunged my knife into his eye. "You lose." I stated under his shrieks of agony."I wish I could show you how a broken heart feels, Ricky." I told him, seizing his neck to silence his screams. "But I don't think you could feel the pain in your heart as I have. Maybe, maybe you can." I then plunged my knife deep into his chest. I shattered his breast bone and stabbed into his heart. He felt an excruciatingly long moment of searing pain before he choked and closed his eyes for good."One down." I muttered, and got to my feet.***Tyrome was as big a nigger as Arty was, if not a bigger one. What seemed like a constant stream of whores and druggies flowed into the flat he owned. He was obviously a pimp of some sort. I hated pimps. They sold women for THEIR gain, while they made all the money and the women got all the venereal diseases.I'd left my knife in Rick's chest. It didn't have any of my finger prints on it, since I always wore a glove when holding it. I needed a new weapon, and I didn't want to use my gun. It'd taken me several minutes to dig the bullet out of the stinking body of the rich-boy, and I didn't want to have to do that with more than one victim.I hotwired a nearby car, a broken-down VW Bug, and waited until an especially seedy individual emerged from the building. Smiling maniacally, I floored the Bug, and ran the man down. The results, to my sick pleasure, were spectacular. The man tried to jump over the car (he must've been REALLY doped up) and the car hit his foot, causing him to spill forward and smash his head on my windshield. The blood covered the glass, and I spun the car into a small, dark alley beside Tyrome's flat.I emerged and rustled through the junkie's pockets. He had a wallet and two hundred dollars in tens, which I left. I had no need of money. I took off his cap and wiped the blood off on the punk's shirt, then shook it dry. I then took his sunglasses (which were miraculously spared any damage) and his black leather jacket. He was packing heat, and I took the .45 and the sawed off shotgun he had.The shotgun was a beauty, just perfect for what I had to do. The barrel was sawed almost to the wooden grip, and it must have provided quite a spread. I would learn how impressive soon. As a little bonus, the spread would decrease the "kill" rate. Each blast would cause less damage. I pocketed his several shells for it, then began my walk to Tyrome's apartment. The flat was in pathetic shape. Rats the size of small dogs roved the hallways, and cockroaches the size of cats chased them. A flock of crows had come in from the cold via a broken window at the end of the hallway I was standing in. I feared, at times, that my foot might break through the rotted wood any moment, but it never happened.Eventually, I reached Tyrome's room. I rapped three times, very slowly, and waited. A moment later, I heard the rattling of chains, and the door swung open. The meanest looking black man I'd ever seen was standing before me, a pissed off expression on his face. "Yo, whachoo want, Crackah!?!" My response was less than satisfactory for the negro, for his face lit up in alarm. I instantly raised the spread-gun from under my new coat and blew his face off at point-blank range.I could hear screams coming from inside the room, and I kicked the flimsy door open the rest of the way. I screamed and discharged another shell, blasting two scrambling junkies' stomachs away.I could see women all about the apartment, and for a moment my heart softened. "Get out!" I screamed to them. One stupid greaser Mexican tried to scurry out with them. "Not you, asshole, the girls!" I promptly blew a hole in his head.I dragged out my new .45 and blew away two crack-pots. The others had managed to pull most of their pieces, but their drug-saturated minds couldn't aim very well. I blew most of them away before they could get off very many shots.My guns were now empty, and I had to reload, so I ducked into the bathroom. I saw a man brutally raping a woman in the bath tub, so I took hold of one of the hypodermic needles and rammed it into the motherfucker's neck. He screamed, pulled out of the young woman's ravaged cunt, and I slammed the needle hard into his cock, causing blood to spray everywhere. I turned to the woman and ordered, "Stay down." She nodded meekly, and thanked me.I ejected the clip from the .45 and slammed in a fresh one, ignoring the rapist's cries from the bathtub. I then removed the two empty shells from the shotgun's barrels and shoved in two new ones. I cocked the .45 with my right wrist and flicked the shotgun up, causing the barrels to shut. I could then hear the cries of "Take the motherfucker down!" and "Shoot the bitch!" I didn't think they had much of a chance of doing either of those things.I kicked the bathroom door down, and the first shot I fired went for the flickering overhead lights. The room was then pitch-black, except for the strobe-light effect of the explosions from our guns.I fired two shots, then ducked into the closet I'd seen earlier. I waited for the shooting to die down. Someone must have found a flashlight or something, or turned on a lamp, because the room was flooded with light. I grinned as I heard them recite stupid questions like: "Where the hell is he?" "Did we get him?"I waited for several clicking sounds, each indicating a clip being ejected, then leapt from my hiding place, grinning and firing my guns at the same time. I mowed down half the remaining druggies. One son of a bitch was holding a woman as a hostage/shield, and I shot her by accident. Enraged, I charged the man and broke his face with the butt of my shotgun. I then followed up with a shot from my .45. I then spun, dropped, and picked up the dead man's reloaded .357 and fired six times, emptying the cylinder and simultaneously killing six men.Finally, every one of the punks had been either killed or wounded. "Who," I asked the survivors, "Is the one called Tyrome?"The answer was unanimous... Tyrome was dead and I knew better. They were covering their own asses was what they were doing. "Well, then, I suppose I'll have to torture ALL of you to death instead of letting you go. Such a shame, I'd thought I'd gotten enough blood on my hands for one day." All of the remaining thugs (save one) pointed to a black man with both arms bleeding from gunshots. Curiously enough, this was the same man who hadn't pointed to another. "Well, I guess you're Tyrome, the rest of you are free to go..." I laughed as their faces lit up with relief, then finished my statement. "To HELL!" I picked up a GLOCK and executed every single one of them... except Tyrome.***I dragged Tyrome out to the car, stripped him naked, then drove to a rather large billboard. I summoned a strength I hadn't used since The Long Walk Home, and I dragged him to the top of it. Sure, people called the Police, but I would be gone LONG before THEY arrived.I quickly changed the perimeters of the electronic billboard, and then took out a hammer and three nails. Grinning wildly, I dragged him out the window and nailed him to the billboard, right underneath the blinking sigh that read: "This is the punishment of all pimps and rapists."I left the scene just before the Police arrived. I'm sure more than a few of them puked when they saw him castrated and crucified.***The last hit would be made soon... but first I had to pay a visit to another bastard named Frank Sinclaire, a well-to-do white prick in another fancy neighborhood of New York. His wife was away, so the bastard was going to play... with his seventeen year old daughter.I watched him for a long time, right until the point when he told her, "Baby, if you say no, I'll tell the whole world what a SLUT you've been..." She was crying, I could see it in her eyes. She hated her father, but she had to "love" him to keep her secret from being revealed. She was a fool, but then again, wasn't I always one too?I sent the stolen VW through the side of the house right into the living room where Mr. Sinclaire was taking off his daughter's bra. The two of them screamed, and it was interesting to hear that Frank shrieked louder than his daughter... I'd been hearing a lot of that happening lately.I followed the car on foot, coming into the house wearing a flowing black robe I'd picked up at my house before driving to the house. In my right hand was a scythe I'd bought long ago as a Halloween prop and never got rid of... It would be put to use at long last.Frank got up. "Listen, whoever you are, you've just made the worst mistake of your life!" He screamed at me, but I wasn't listening.Instead, I walked over to Jenny, his daughter, and looked her in the eyes. "Fidelity is the best gift you can give to a man. And if he cares that your father raped you, he's no kind of man at all. Go someplace safe." Still crying, she ran for the door, holding her bra to her breasts with both hands. I turned to Frank."Heya, I heard you fucked my wife." I said with my usual lack of emotion. "Was she good?"His eyes budged, and I didn't wait for another response. I darted forward and slammed the shaft of my scythe into his face, knocking him backward. He cried out in pain, and I drew out a switchblade I'd found at Tyrome's and tore off the buttons of his shirt, exposing his fatty chest. "Normally, I'd castrate you, but I've already done that tonight."Frank's eyes narrowed. "You're a sick bastard. I hope you rot in hell!""I won't be rotting, Franky, I'll be toasting with the Devil. You'll be gathering worms down there in one of the lower spheres. Happy trails."I then severed his tongue and threw it near the front door. Grinning, I carved the letter "A" in his chest, after scalping him of any chest hair of course. After that, I found a rope and hung the son of a bitch. I waited for him to stop kicking, then left, stomping on the tongue on my way out.***I had no gun when I pulled Frank Sinclaire's SAAB into the warehouse parking lot. I could hear the blaring rap music coming from the huge building, and I marveled over how it could be legally called music. It had no real rhythm, just the beat of the synth-drums and the non-rhyming lyrics that sounded like half the stuff I'd done that night, if you left out the sex.I crept to the back entrance, holding only my scythe. I didn't need a gun to take on these guys. Besides, Lucifer didn't want me to have a gun. I was to be mortally wounded here. I knew this, but I didn't care. I noticed I'd been wearing a ski-mask for the past few hours, and I felt glad my boss had remembered the little things like that.The back-door guard was half asleep, but I severed his head anyway. He might have been one of the fuckers who'd gang-banged my wife. The action was swift, and probably the most merciful execution I'd done all night.I slipped through the back door like a shadow, my robes rustling quietly, but the sound was drowned out by the droning rap music. The few druggies that hung around the back of the warehouse like parasites were on their highs when I sent the edge of my scythe through their bellies. I'd just turned from the bodies to the rest of the warehouse when a bullet shredded my shoulder.I stumbled back, but recovered and fled behind a huge stack of crates, whose contents were unknown to me. I practically danced around them, shuffling my feet with a grace I'd never been used to. I was glad they were all tripping, because it made my job so much easier.I swept my scythe out low and cut four punks from their feet. They fell to the ground and began building a large pool of sickly, dark red blood. I swiftly cut off their hands and left them. I would come back later.It was chaotic, just like at Tyrome's house. I was simply awaiting the cease-fire. But while I was waiting, I might as well take a few down with me.The stacked crates created a sort of corridor-effect, and there stood a man at the end of the corridor I was positioned in. I rushed him, but he turned around before I got to him and popped a bullet into my guts. I chocked, but slashed out with my scythe and made him sorry.The next thing I knew, I had taken another hit in the arm.. unfortunately it was my right, and since I was right handed... I spun aside, pressing my back hard against the wall of crates. How I longed to have a cold hunk of metal in my hands so that I could rid the earth of these scum sooner. But, my master decided that wouldn't be any fun at all...I leapt and pulled myself up atop the crates with my left hand, whilst holding the scythe with my right. As I got to the top, I found a man sitting and bobbing his head to an unseen rhythm. He was obviously high, and that made my chopping his head off all the easier.Meanwhile, the drug-filled greasers were filling THEMSELVES full of lead, while I sat and watched. I decided that having them kill themselves off wouldn't be quite so fun, so I dropped down to join the party.I swung my scythe in a wide arc, and cut two of the gang-bangers in halves. Their torsos with the surprised looks on their faces fell to the ground, their arms flapping wildly and their legs doing likewise. I turned about again and leapt, sweeping downwards with the scythe. I managed to catch a man and take both his hands off, the submachine gun he was holding too.I landed in a crouch and turned halfway, and got a bullet in the shoulder for my troubles.I groaned and that was the last thing I remembered.***I awoke some time later, I didn't know when, and I didn't know how... but thank the Lord (whoever HE was) that I did! I was groggy, but that was all. I WASN'T DEAD!I looked down to see that I'd broken my scythe. That was no surprise. I'd known I was going to break it in this damned warehouse... I just didn't know how. I'd apparently used it to bludgeon one of the gang members to death. The unfortunate man was laying on the floor, surrounded by his own blood and brains.I grinned wickedly, and looked around at the carnage. I'd done one hell of a job. I had killed EVERY SINGLE GANG MEMBER IN THE PLACE!Still, I'd taken another shot in the gut and one had grazed the side of my head. I searched the warehouse and found a decent supply of PCP, and some heroine. I did them both, and found my perception of the world slightly different... I still felt the pain, and saw things as I normally did! Shaken, I made my way for the car... that's when I heard the hum of a helicopter's propellers."THIS IS THE POLICE, SCUM-BAG! GIVE YOURSELF UP!" Some moron called over his loud-speaker. I grunted and ran.I made it to my car, despite the spray of machinegun fire that the copter laid down on me. I had finished my task, but there was still one loose end. My last vision on earth MUST be to see the bodies of my wife and her lover. I wanted to see that. I NEEDED to see that.The spotlight didn't slow me down. The gunfire sped me up. I made it to the car alive and started it up and sped off.While I was a good ten minutes away from the city, I was only a few away from the house I lived in with Jenee. I just hope I could make it there.The chase was short, but it seemed like an eternity before I came to the police road-block in the road. "CHRIST!" I screamed, flooring the gas pedal. I slammed hard into the road-block, which was something the cops DIDN'T expect me to do. I knew the VW was ruined, so I hopped out (miraculously unhindered) and rushed to one of the unconscious officers, simultaneously pulling his Smith And Wesson revolver and firing several shots at the remaining cops.I nailed two, and grazed the third. Spinning, I fired two shots and successfully knocked out the spotlight the 'copter was shining on me. They were blind, now.A third squad car was arriving (there had been two parked bumper to bumper horizontally across the road) and I leapt over the two other cars and grabbed another gun from another dead cop. I firing four slugs at the car, two for each pig, killing them both instantly.I ripped open the driver's door and threw out the two dead cops. Meanwhile, the helicopter's crew had found a spare spotlight, and had set it up and shined it on me. I grinned madly, thinking I might actually make it to my house before I died from blood loss.I got into the squad car and floored it again, speeding off towards my house. My mind was in a haze of blood-lust and pain, but I could make out a few messages on the police-band radio, mostly ones about me and my course. They suspected I was heading for somewhere deep in the city... but I fooled them.I spun my stolen car and turned into my neighborhood, all the while listening to the confused jumble of cops and dispatchers shouting out my headings. I screeched to a halt in front of my house, just as another squad car slammed into mine.I leapt from the black and white, while the collision tore my right foot from my leg. I kept from screaming only by thinking that my wife's pain would be worse, and limped madly towards my house.Had I been listening, I would have heard: "STOP! STOP DAMN IT!" Then several shots. Still, my drug-laden brain refused to let up. My limping intensified, even though I'd taken six H&K rounds to the legs and back.I leapt through one of the living room windows, and crawled towards the basement door. Meanwhile, the police were spraying the house with machinegun fire... I didn't care. I was too low for them to hit me.I reached the door and hobbled to my one foot, then opened the door and flung myself down the stairs.The landing was painful, but not any more than anything else that had happened to me that night. I got to my foot and leaned against the wall for support, then slid forward to the altar...Sure enough... Arty had bled to death from the loss of his member. I grinned, justice was mine.Turning, I saw the half-eaten body of Jenee. I knew I was sick for this, but I loved every minute of it! I dropped to my face, just as the cops raced down the short flight of stairs, and I closed my eyes...***Jack had expected to open his eyes and see the bale-full face of Lucifer, smiling sadly at him. "You've failed," Jack expected to hear, "You've failed and now I am going to torture you for eternity."No such ill luck befell the young man.He awoke in a very comfortable bed, under a swarm of warm, fresh sheets that kept him snug despite the zero-degree weather in New York. Beside him was a warm, soft body. For some horrible moment he expected to turn his head and see his Jenee's half-devoured face, that look of pure terror etched on it in its final moments...Instead, the body snuggled closer to him, and he turned to see it, and saw that it was a beautiful young woman he'd never seen before."Mmmmm...." She moaned, draping her arm over his bare chest. "Jack..." The man suddenly realized she was in fact still asleep... and dreaming of him!He smiled and kissed her gently on the brow.As his lips touched her forehead, memories flooded back to him. The party he'd been attending for the past few hours... and the young woman named Eve he'd met there... and he remembered how he had phoned his lawyer with the request for a divorce, since he'd found out about his wife's infidelity... But there was that shadow memory... the murders... the pain... and in the end, death. He felt like he was slowly going mad, since his memories were now split in twine.Working with Lucifer was, if anything, unpredictable. Jack Albert had, in fact, been attending an uptown party in celebration of his acceptance into the FBI, while Michael Torrance (who had, ironically, attended the gang bang of Jenee Albert) had slain the young woman's many sorted lovers. It was like how Jack had just finished bashing someone's head in with a baseball bat when he noticed he had been wearing gloves for God-knew-how-long. The phone rang, and Jack didn't want to answer it. He feared that it might be the police telling him they were coming to arrest him.He braved his fears, and answered the phone. "Yeah?" He muttered wearily, rubbing his eyes. Beside him, Eve stirred, awoke, and was watching him."Lieutenant Jack Albert?" The voice on the other end asked. Jack nodded, then replied, feeling rather stupid."Yeah?""You might want to sit down for this, if you're not already sitting down."Well, moron, it's only two in the morning, Jack thought, but didn't voice it. "What is it?""Well, sir, we want you to come downtown to identify a body... we... think it might be your wife."Don't screw it up now, a voice told Jack. He decided to feign shock. "What? Jenee? What is it? What happened???" He was a good actor... he should have won an Emmy for this one.The man on the phone briefly described what had happened to Jenee and her lover, and Jack remained intensely quiet for the duration of the man's speech.Finally, Jack muttered, "I'll be right there, officer." He hung up the phone, kissed Eve, promised her he would call her, and got dressed. After he identified his wife, he would go to sleep... tomorrow was going to be another very long day.ENDNote From The Author:Why did I write this? Simply because I am tired of the never-ending spew of racist garbage that assails newsgroups every day, talking of pussywhipped white men and massively endowed black men. While I have seen neither black nor white male genitalia in real life, I am reluctant to believe the things one sees or hears in porn. If these people can't act, what makes one think they'll bother to do research on a subject? Not every black man has a thirteen inch schlong and not every white man has a two inch one. I'm not saying I believe ANYTHING I've written, I'm just throwing a story out there for those of you like me who are sick to death of people in general.Why did I post this here? Where the hell else would I post it? I figured if you guys would except stories about guys raping their mothers and beautiful girls procreating with canines. I figured you'd be the most likely to accept my story, which DOES in fact have a lot to do with porn stories, since it is a POSSIBLE outcome of what happens when a man finds his wife has been less than loyal to him, and I have seen MANY stories about wives and their infidelities. Why am I bothering to explain myself? Because I am SURE that I will get flamed for this, most likely some angry black man feeling oppressed or something or some other asshole who feels like his "precious" time has been wasted in taking the two minutes to download it and probably the ten minutes to actually read through it (what else is he going to do? masturbate over some HARD core porn story?)I am sorry to any I've offended with THIS story. Please give my other stories a chance once I finish them... I'm SURE they'll be more hard-core than this, and most likely less offensive and violent.Oh, and if you've read this far, thanks for giving me a chance. I just wanted to tell a story. Let me know what you think. Flames are welcome, I guess. [email protected].~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 69 |
tracking.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/tracking.txt | Abigail stirred and pulled the covers over her bare, cold skin. Her shoulder was exposed to the frigid air of the bedroom. She had forgotten to turn up the heat again. With her head feeling like a rotten melon ready to split apart, and the taste of a well-worn sweat sock in her mouth, she didn't wonder why she had forgotten to turn up the thermostat the night before.The blanket covered her to the neck, but as she pulled, she felt a resistance. That bothered her. Her husband Fredrick was out of town and wouldn't be back from his overseas flight for another week. Abigail sat bolt upright in bed and ignored the blood pounding in her ears and the sharp jab of pain that needled into the back of her eyeballs.In horror, she saw the naked body of her 19 years old son Jerry in bed next to her. Bits and pieces of what had happened the previous night began to filter up out of the hangover-masked depths of her mind.She remembered being drunk. She remembered Jerry coming home from his girlfriend stoned out of his tree. Her mouth felt as dry and parched as the desert sands when she remembered Jerry fucking her.She had fucked her own son!She felt her stomach do a flip-flop in reaction. That was unforgivable! Abigail could barely comprehend what she had done, the demands her body had made that forced her into fucking her own flesh and blood.The memories from last night started to hit her mind. In the absence of Fredrick she spent her entire evening drinking. As she felt the impact of the alcohol in her stomach, her knees felt weak and watery. She felt a strong longing for a steel-hard cock shoved up her cunt. What use was money if it made you unhappy? It was certainly no good to Abigail since it didn't bring her even a moderately good fucking. She had toyed with the idea of going out and finding a stud to service her. Abigail knew that she could really knock out a dude if she wore some of the clothes she had hanging in her closet and never had the chance to wear. That brilliant red dress slit up the side that exposed her legs, thighs and ass and let her tits dribble out the top would make any man's cock hard.But she lacked the courage to go out to a bar and get picked up. Abigail's strict upbringing and religious hang-ups caught her in a really bad trap. She cursed her loneliness and after sometime she fell asleep. She was awakened when her nineteen-year-old son came staggering in.She rubbed her bleary eyes and knew from the difficulty she had in focusing her eyes that she was still drunk. But if she was drunk, Jerry Jensen was in even worse shape. Her son couldn't make it down the hall without bouncing off one wall and smashing into the other. "Jerry!" she snapped. "Where the hell have you been? It's three in the morning."Her son's answer came out in a string like taffy being pulled. His words were slurred, and she knew he was stoned out of his head. "Uh, hi, Mom. I... I've been over at... a friend's... house." As an afterthought, he added, "We were... studying. You know?"Abigail could smell the sweet, pungent odor of marijuana as Jerry came into the room. His clothes would have to be fumigated to get rid of the smell."Don't lie to me. You've been over at Katherine's smoking dope." She was having some trouble making her own words come out in the proper order.Abigail took a stiff drink from the half-filled glass on the table beside her chair. She longingly looked at the fluid. It was the last from the bottle of Benchmark. Even the cheap stuff was gone; she had finished all of it off a couple days ago."So, all right, I was. Big fucking deal. You hit the bottle, I... I take a hit off... a joint. What's the difference?" Jerry flopped down on the floor in front of his drunken mother.Abigail studied her son as if for the first time. He looked so much like Fredrick, yet acted so differently. Jerry had his father's aquiline nose, the sharp features and flat facial planes. Long black hair and piercing black eyes the color of coal finished the picture. Right now, those eyes seemed to be fogged over.Abigail couldn't say too much about that. She felt a bit on the foggy side herself. She had drained an entire quart of bourbon, and her body had done nothing but soak it up like a sponge and get her drunker than a lord.Besides, the woman didn't really think smoking dope was all that bad. Jerry's grades had been steadily going down, but Abigail thought that was due more to Katherine than anything else. Jerry had run across the brown-haired girl two months after school had begun. Abigail wasn't sure, but she thought that Jerry had probably been a virgin up to that encounter.Her mind began to wonder about Jerry. He looked so much like Fredrick. Did he fuck as poorly as his father? Or would he have learned things from Katherine that would make him a better lover? Fredrick was too traditional in his lovemaking. Missionary or nothing! A woman's place was in the home. A woman's place was under her man.Abigail wouldn't have minded the unoriginal fucking if Fredrick had been much good at it. She suspected he saved his really expert stuff for those damned sexy stewardesses. Abigail was certain that Fredrick balled every one of them he could entice into bed with him. And he had lots of opportunities flying to Europe once a month in addition to the domestic flights."Aw, come on, Mom. What's the matter?" Jerry had reached out and limply put a hand on his mother's thigh. Abigail looked into her son's eyes again and realized that her mind had been wandering."Nothing, Jerry. Nothing's the matter." She pressed her hand on top of his, then squeezed. Unbidden, Jerry's hand closed on her thigh, then began stroking back and forth. Tremors of anticipation surged through her body.Abigail's hand traveled along Jerry's brawny arm while her legs unconsciously drifted apart. Without even realizing what she was doing, she was offering her body to her own son!The thought filtered through her boozed drenched mind, but she didn't care. Her body was telling her she needed a man. Jerry was man. And she wanted him so badly!Abigail slipped from the chair and onto the deep pile shag rug. Jerry lay down beside her and ran a hand under her shirt. His hand felt cool, exciting. As he pressed against her naked flesh, Abigail began to unbutton his gaudy, embroidered shirt. The buttons quickly parted, and Jerry wiggled out of the garment. He returned the favor, and Abigail was naked to the waist, too.Jerry mumbled something, and then began sucking on Abigail's tit. The woman lay back on the rug and began to writhe sensuously. The feel of the soft carpet on her naked back, the wondrous sensation of Jerry's wet mouth engulfing her tit, those were her universe. She felt her son's tongue start at the base of one of the creamy cones, and then begin a slow, agonizing journey up the slope. He reached the summit after licking most of the soft flesh of the tit and leaving behind a glistening, saliva-drenched trail.Abigail felt the tiny nipple begin to surge and fill with blood and her heart rate accelerated. Her nipple expanded with each beat of her heart until it was fully erect and feeling as if it would burst like a balloon.Through the fog that covered her mind like a blanket came the faint message, "This isn't right!" Abigail ignored it. It felt so good, so damned good, having a man's mouth sucking at her tits. Jerry's hands added to her stimulation and quickly pushed down any protest that Abigail might have tried to voice.She felt her son's hand snake its way across her stomach, then under the waistband of her jeans. Like a miner digging for gold, Jerry's hand plummeted downward until he found the soft mat of her cunt mound. His fingers began a gentle motion, slipping from one side to the other. Fingers laced through the coarse strands of pubic hair and then lightly pulled.Abigail thought that she'd lose her mind from the sheer carnal delight that hurtled through her body. She never remembered Jerry's fumbling to get her blue jeans off nor did she remember the stroking hands across her torn silk briefs. The horny woman did remember the finger crammed up her cunt.She felt as if a knife had ripped into her belly. That slender digit made her buck and arch her back to shove it as far as she could up into the seething, liquid interior of her cunt."Oh, Jerry, darling Jerry, my baby... fuck me! I want you to fuck me!" His mother's words were slurred and indistinct. Jerry could barely hear or understand the words. But it didn't matter. That was what he wanted to do and that was what he was going to do!Jerry moved his mouth from its position high atop one of Abigail's tits and began a long, liquid journey down to her cunt. His tongue slipped and slid over her milky skin until he reached the deep well of her navel. He paused for a moment, then his tongue hardened and plunged it down into his mother's navel.Abigail moaned and reached to take Jerry's head in her hands. She pushed at the back of the black-haired youth's head to insure that his face wouldn't leave her belly button unattended for even a second.The feel of his rough tongue swirling around inside her navel was a turn on like she had seldom before experienced. It was indescribable; lances of carnal pleasure stabbed into her belly each time his tongue lightly touched her. It was as if he had dipped his tongue in acid before beginning his explorations in the concave depression of her belly.Jerry wasn't satisfied to stay very long sampling this tiny hole. The one he aimed for was a bit larger; it was able to take his cock until he was buried balls deep in his mother. His mouth seemed to demand the right to explore first, and the youth allowed it the privilege knowing his cock would be satisfied later.His chin rubbed against his mother's pubic mound. He followed the patch of hair down to the fully erect pink pillar of Abigail's cunt. Jerry licked the pleasure-button a few times until his mother screamed out, "DAMMIT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HAAARD!" She began to whimper and cry in her need for a cock. Jerry continued to suck on the tiny stub of erectile tissue between Abigail's firm well-fleshed thighs.Jerry's mind was moving slowly, still under the influence of the dope he had smoked earlier. All he saw was the gaping cunt in front of him. The wetness and the musky woman odor seemed to draw him ever onward and made him oblivious to the fact that he was getting ready to fuck his own mother.Abigail was past caring who was sampling her pussy. Her cunt overflowed with juice and dribbled down the crack into her ass. It tickled; it stimulated. When Jerry's tongue speared into her cunt, she cried out incoherently. "AAAIIEEEEE!"Her hips began to shake with the pent-up feeling locked within her loins. The sexual tensions that had mounted were like flood waters behind a dam. When the dam burst, all hell would break loose. Her body hunched up to meet her son's mouth, obliviously cramming cunt forcefully into his face.Jerry continued to slurp up the hot oils that seeped from his mother's pink-lipped cunt. It was tasty, tangy, a treat he'd sampled enough to enjoy to the utmost. Jerry shoved his ramrod of a tongue up as far into the slippery cunt as he could. Inside the velvet-cloaked channel, he began to wiggle his tongue around, tantalizing the walls of Abigail's cunt with the promise of something bigger and firmer to be rammed up his passage after he had had his fill of her succulent cunt juice.The tongue slithering around inside the woman's cunt began to feel as if it were a branding iron charring her delicate pussy flesh. Abigail reached between her legs and shoved the black-haired head into her cunt. She wanted more of the tongue lashing her son was giving her!The tiny fire that had begun to burn in her stomach was fanned into a full-fledged blaze by Jerry's oral attentions to her clit. When he began to lick along the blood-engorged flaps that hid her cunt, the fire turned into a raging inferno that threatened to devour her entire being. His tongue thrashing about in her cuntal gash triggered a huge orgasm.Jerry felt his mother's stomach muscles tense and the walls of her cunt begin to ripple and convulse with orgasmic intensity. The gush of cunt juice threatened to drown her son. He avidly lapped it up like a cat lapping cream from a bowl, then Jerry tired of the tempting treat.Its time he fucked this horny woman! His very own mother!Jerry began to make his way up Abigail's body. Her arms wrapped around his body as the boy reached under his mother's armpits and fervently gripped her shoulders. As her legs drifted apart in obvious encouragement to him, Jerry slammed his hips forward. His turgid, purpled cockhead smashed into the area around Abigail's cunt, but he failed to hit dead center.His cock glided up and across the wet pubic thatch and stimulated the lower portion of his shaft. Jerry gasped in reaction. He began to grind his hips against the pelvis of the woman trapped under him, and soon he felt his balls tightening and shrinking into a compressed sac that dangled under his eight-inch cock.Abigail managed to guide the boy's massive prick down her cuntlips to the entrance to her hot hole."Now, Jerry, oooohhh! FUCK MEEE!" the woman shrieked. Team began to well up at the corners of her eyes as she screwed her eyelids tightly shut. The sensation ripping through her body threatened another orgasm, but Abigail wanted to prolong this wondrous feeling as long as possible. She wanted to revel in the feel of Jerry's big, manly cock inside her cunt. She had felt it throb and jerk under her fingers. Now she wanted it deep up her cunt where it could do what it was designed to do.Nature had meant for a man to fuck a woman. She wanted the ultimate experience of being filled with cock until she felt like she would be torn apart.She wanted to be fucked!Jerry found the target and shoved powerfully with his hips. Muscles tightened and he rocketed forward, his battering ram of a cock sizzling up the tight, oozing tunnel of his mother's cunt. Jerry felt his balls smash into his mother's ass, so swift was his initial stroke into her cunt. Jerry wanted to soak in the juices surrounding his dick. The heat and pressure around his cock made Abigail's cunt seem like a virgin's asshole. In a distracted fashion, Jerry wondered why his father fooled around when he had a hot, tight cunt like this waiting for him at home. It didn't really matter to Jerry. If his old man didn't want it, he would take over.Jerry pulled back, and his cock made an obscene sucking noise as he pulled out of his mother's cunt. He never hesitated. The boy immediately rammed forward again to surround his cock with the clutching warmth of the cunt being so freely and wantonly offered to him.If Jerry felt the compression and warmth on his dick, Abigail was feeling sensations a hundred times more intense and erotic. His massive cock scored along her cunt and millions of needles jabbed into her pussy walls. Jerry's cock jerked and twitched inside Abigail; she felt every twitch and tremor, and her body magnified it until shock waves reverberated throughout her torso. Her breathing was heavy with lust. She clawed at her son's back with her fingernails and left bloody tracks to attest to her unbridled passion.As Jerry began an agonizing, slow rotation of his hips, Abigail felt another climax crouching to pounce on her. She began to hunch up and down to take as much of that sweet, punishing cock up her cunt as she could. As her knees rose on a level with Jerry's shoulders, he corkscrewed himself forward another full inch into her hot pussy.Jerry felt the first contractions of his mother's cunt that signaled another orgasm. As she tightened her stomach muscles and clutched wildly at his buried cock, Jerry began a frantic humping. His own orgasm jolted electrically throughout his groin. Release was only seconds away, and he wanted to cram himself even farther into his mother's hot cunt.As Jerry's hard strokes flamed into her belly, Abigail shrieked, "OOOOH GOD!" and climaxed. The tidal wave of ecstasy that swept through her body sent her to new, unexplored heights of sexual fulfillment.Jerry grunted as he continued pumping his cock into the well-lubricated cavity between Abigail's legs. When he felt the fiery tide of his jism creep down his shaft, Jerry moaned and arched his back in one last attempt to rip his mother apart.His balls blasted out gallons of creamy cum and whitewashed the walls of Abigail's cunt. For a brief moment, mother and son rocked together, mutual passion flooding their bodies. Locked together in each other's arms, they rested. CHAPTER TWOThat memory of last night frightened Abigail for a moment, then her trip hammering heart slowed back to normal. She suddenly saw her son stirring in the bed. Jerry stretched his cramped muscles without opening his eyes. He yawned an enormous yawn, then rolled onto his back and flexed his muscles like a cat awakening from a long nap. Abigail was fascinated in spite of herself as she watched the flow and play of her son's tendons and muscles.Her son wasn't a weightlifter or a jock, but he wasn't any ninety-eight-pound weakling, either. There wasn't any flab on him like there was on Fredrick. In a way, her son reminded her of the man she had married nineteen years earlier. Jerry was trim, well built, sleek, and streamlined and one hell of a good fuck.What was really so wrong with fucking her own son? There wasn't any chance of pregnancy; the pill had taken care of things like that. And she needed a man, a real man, around to sate her aching desires. Her sexual tensions had built to the point where she thought she would go insane. Was it really all that bad using her son as the outlet she needed?The more Abigail thought about it, the more sense it made. Jerry was around. Fredrick wasn't. Jerry was a man, youthful and lustful. Fredrick was getting paunchy and hadn't really satisfied her in the last ten years.Fredrick Jensen may have been an expert pilot, but when it came down to soaring in the sack, he was more of a canceled flight than anything else."Hi, Mom," said Jerry, his voice tinged with the fuzzy blur of sleep."How are you this morning?" Abigail could barely stand the sound of her own voice. The hangover made her tongue feel like a catcher's mitt, and she was sure that the evil little gnome inside her head would never stop kicking the backs of her eyeballs with those spiked golf shoes."Just great. But you look like warmed over death. You shouldn't drink like you do. Take up a clean vice."He was sounding more and more cheerful. And Abigail hated him for it."Really, Mom. Dope's a lot better high. You must have one hell of a big hangover." He watched, as she solemnly shook her head no."Hmmm," Jerry muttered. Then he clapped his hands together in a sharp, emphatic sound that threatened to burst Abigail's eardrums."Dammit! Why the hell did you have to do that?" she cried."Ha! Thought so! You do have a hangover. And I bet you've forgotten what all happened last night. Booze makes people forget a lot of stuff. I remember everything."Abigail wasn't sure if her son was boasting or merely stating a fact. She asked, "And what happened, Mr. Know-It-All?""After we finished fucking out in the living room, you sucked on my cock for a while. Then I got it up, we came in here and got it on again." He studied his mother for a few seconds, then said, "Mother of mine, have you ever got a tight one. Even tighter than Kathy's, and is she ever a hot one!"Abigail saw her son didn't have the slightest remorse or hang-up over fucking his own mother. In fact, he seemed to have enjoyed it. And he was complimenting her. Abigail couldn't remember the last time Fredrick had said anything halfway nice about their lovemaking. Mostly, he just grunted a lot, shot his load into her, then rolled off and went to sleep.The woman shuddered as she thought of the many nights she had listened to Fredrick's snores disturbing the quiet."Don't you think it's a little... kinky... to ball your own mother?" Abigail asked in obvious surprise."Sure, that's what makes it such a turn on! It's really kinky! Face it Mom, I can't stand the same things over and over. It's got to be exciting. You've got to do different things, or you'll get bored. I bet the old man is a real downer in the sack. Missionary position or nothing, right?"It took Abigail a couple seconds to realize that Jerry was talking about Fredrick. She hadn't realized how obvious it was, her relationship with her husband. Even her son had seen that Fredrick was less than adequate sexually. Abigail would not have cared if Fredrick had been inexpert as long as he had tried different positions. That hang-up of his about always getting on top was tiresome after so many years of marriage. He wouldn't even eat her out, though he sometimes demanded that his wife suck his cock. The woman sometimes thought Fredrick had a large streak of sadism in him. That he delighted in making her do the same tired things year after year, refusing to innovate.Hell, she had never even been fucked up the ass! In nineteen Goddamn years of marriage, Fredrick had completely missed her rear door.That sudden thought made her answer, "That's the way it is, Jerry. Your father's not much of an ace in bed. He's never... fucked me in... the ass." Her words stretched out. She wanted to see what effect they would have on her son.Jerry scratched his ribs, then his balls. The woman couldn't keep her eyes off his cock. Her son was really hung. That long cock of his could keep a harem satisfied. It had certainly kept her satisfied last night.Jerry, almost too casually, said, "That so? That must be a real shame because you have such a nice ass. It's so round and firm. Doesn't sag and look flabby like most women. This might sound really kinky to you, but I get a real charge out of watching you walk down the street. Or just around the house. Your butt sways so nice. Not up and down or from side to side but sort of in a circle. Really a turn on watching you from behind."Jerry continued to scratch at his groin, languorously, in obvious invitation.Abigail licked her dry lips. Did she really want to be ass-fucked by her own son? It was apparent he'd do it. As the woman watched, she could see his cock slowly stiffening. Could she waste his beautiful hard-on?The familiar aching and hollow feeling in her cunt returned. She needed a man, and Fredrick wasn't able to provide for her in that line any more. Jerry seemed more than willing; he seemed to be eager for the opportunity to make it with his own mother.The bored housewife made the big decision. She reached over and removed Jerry's hand from his crotch and replaced it with her own. She purred, "What's a big boy like you doing jacking himself off? When there's a woman around?" Abigail began a gentle stroking of the semi stiff cock curled in his groin. Her hand felt the stiff, bristling hair of her son's groin before she started the gradual journey down the hardening shaft. Two trips from balls to cockhead and Jerry's prick was huge. As huge as Abigail remembered from the night before.She held the quivering cock in her cool grasp, then squeezed. The pulsating vein along the shaft thrilled her. The feel of the loose skin as she stroked the cock excited her. When Jerry pulled her lips to his for a deep soul kiss, Abigail almost ripped his prick out by the roots.Unlike Fredrick, Jerry didn't seem to mind the painful handling of his cock. He seemed to ignore it in his lust, his haste to pull his mother's body firmly against his own. Abigail gasped as the air rushed out of her lungs. Jerry's grip around her body was like that of a bear's.Her tongue dueled in the erotic, moist playground of her son's mouth. Their tongues twisted around and around and intertwined as they stimulated each other. When Abigail felt her nipples harden into tiny pebbles poking into Jerry's sparsely haired chest, she knew that she would do whatever he wanted. She didn't want to deny him any part of her body, be it mouth or cunt or... asshole!That singe thought thrilled her more than the entire last ten years of fucking Fredrick. She had been trapped, and now her son was liberating her. Abigail would gladly forsake everything she had for a good sex partner.Jerry squirted her tongue from his mouth with a thrust of his own oral member. He decided that he'd had enough of this mouth play the night before. He wanted to sample other delights of his mother's body. And her ear seemed like a good place to begin.Jerry exhaled heavily, hotly. His breath sensitized the delicate flesh of Abigail's earlobe. That simple action made her gasp in reaction and clutch him even closer. The feel of her tits pressing into his chest made him wonder if she could poke all the way through his body with those marble-hard pebbles on the tips of her tits.He didn't know; he didn't care. If it killed him, what a way to go!Jerry thrust his tongue, cock hard, into his mother's ear. He wasn't able to penetrate very far, but it didn't make that much of a difference. She was properly aroused by his erotic foreplay. When he tasted the tender flesh of her earlobe, Abigail began to writhe and rub against him with a fierce sexual need. A need to be fucked.As Jerry tongue-fucked his mother's ear, Abigail gripped at her son's chest with her fingers. Unable to withstand the need any more, she pleaded, "Oh, Jerry... fuck me! I want you up my ass! It's burning up! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCKMEFUCKME...!"Jerry heard the plea and felt his cock stiffen even more in response. To actually bury his cock up his mother's asshole! That was something he had thought about, had jacked off thinking about. A dream about to come true since she was actually begging him to do it!It was lime for him to take command. She had more or less been in the driver's seat up till now.Larry would not allow that any longer. He pushed her away from him as he ordered, "On your hands and knees! Right now!"Like a flash of lightning, Abigail obeyed. She almost panted in anticipation of having that huge hunk of man meat shoved up her ass. Abigail poised herself on the bed waiting for her son to take her doggie style up the asshole.Like an artist, Jerry studied the material with which he had to work. His mother's perky ass poked up in the air, inviting him to spread those milky white ass cheeks with his cock and plunge into her shit chute. He took both globes in his strong hands and kneaded the flesh. The flow of the skin under his powerful squeezing fingers excited Jerry. He knew it excited his mother, too, because he could see the yawning cavern of her cunt begin to moisten with juice.Jerry gripped one ass cheek and turned it in a counterclockwise direction. The right cheek was rotated in a clockwise pattern. Abigail felt as if she were being torn apart. The daggers of pain exploded in her loins like bombs detonating. Rut it was a good pain, a pain tied together with stimulation of her cunt. Abigail could feel the skin being stretched around her cunt, feel her clit being worked back and forth as her cuntlips were moved around the tiny spike of pleasure buried at the juncture of her labia.Her son knew it was turning her on. The flow of her inner lubricants, proved that. Her heavy panting, the way her entire body shivered with carnal need, all showed Jerry he was doing the right thing.But he needed his own throbbing, jerking cock tended to and fast! He didn't want to squirt his jism all over his mother's back. He wanted to be inside her when he came. Getting into her ass would be hard unless he was properly oiled for the job.Jerry gripped his mother's trim waist with his hands and shoved his hips forward in a swooping thrust. His aim wasn't off a millimeter. The long, steely shaft penetrated Abigail's cunt and raced up her channel so fast they both gasped from the sudden friction.Jerry wished he could have stayed there, in this position, fucking his mother from behind like an animal. His fingers clamped down so tightly on her waist he left handprints.He could stay buried up Abigail's cunt. Sure. But that wasn't what either of them really wanted. Jerry quickly made the decision, then rammed in and out of the frothy cunt several more times to make sure he was properly greased and ready for action. Then he moved back and spread his mother's thighs a bit more. Jerry had plenty of room. He just liked running his hands along the smooth, soft skin of the woman's inner thighs.His cock glistening in the morning light that drifted into the bedroom through the open curtains, Jerry advanced. The bed was soft and yielding and did not provide him with as firm a surface as he would have preferred. But all such thoughts vanished when the tip of his cock lightly touched against the tight sphincter of his mother's ass.The tiny little muscle was clenched like a fist. It didn't want anything the size of Jerry's cock shoved past it. But Jerry was determined to cram his prick up his mother's asshole. The tip of his glans pressed firmly into the resisting asshole. Jerry pulled his mother's hips back into his groin until the hairy upper portions of his thighs rubbed against the backs of her legs.Abigail felt the anal muscle begin to relax as Jerry slowly, inexorably shoved forward into her asshole. Jerry didn't batter and smash into her, for which she was grateful. This was painful. It hurt like hell. She hadn't felt as much pain since she had her cherry popped when she was fifteen.With his gradual movements, Jerry soon buried the broad, turgid head of his fat cock inside his mother's ass. He caught his breath and poised himself. The muscle was relaxed and all was in readiness. He tensed the flat, strong muscles of his stomach, then heaved.Abigail screamed as her ass was reamed by Jerry's eight-inch cock. The first inch had been painful; this was a thousand times worse. She felt as if an entire army of fire ants had been turned loose in her asshole. Yet, at the same time, it was sheer Heaven. The feeling of a huge cock inside her, filling her and giving her pleasure, became the foremost sensation in her body, drowning out all pain.The woman felt her internal membranes being stretched and pulled in new and unfamiliar directions. The feeling was delicious. Her entire body tingled and felt more alive than it ever had before. Abigail wondered why she hadn't done this before.Ass-fucking was even more fun than having cock shoved up her cunt!The warmth in her ass spread like slowly melting butter. The woman wiggled her butt and shoved back into her son's crotch to let him know that everything was okay. She didn't trust herself to say anything. All Abigail was able to do was purr like a contented cat, deep in her throat.Jerry didn't have to be told that everything was going fine. He could feel it. God, could he ever feel it! If he had thrust his cock into a surgeon's glove, the fit couldn't have been tighter. If the glove had been filled with hot lava, his cock couldn't have been surrounded by a hotter substance. Jerry felt the searing heat along his entire shaft. He felt as if he had been caught in some erotically designed vise, his cock completely trapped in the jaws.Jerry withdrew, then slammed forward again. His mother groaned, "Uuuummm, goood, Jerry, so goood! Fuck my asss!" Her passions mounted higher and higher as Jerry picked up the speed of his stroking.The friction became virtually unbearable as Jerry made one huge thrust after another into the grasping, hot tunnel of Abigail's ass. His piston action continued until his balls felt as if they were ready to explode.Abigail's reaction to the fucking of her virgin ass was even more potent. The fire kindled in her loins spread like napalm. She was engulfed in the radioactive fires devouring her innards. The buried spike of Jerry's cock seemed to be the center for the intense, wonderful sensations radiating throughout her belly.The woman bounced a bit on the soft bed and the springing action shoved her son's prick even farther up her ass. Lance after sweet lance of flame licked at her and gradually crept along her nerves until her entire being shook and trembled in reaction.There was no gradual building toward an orgasm for Abigail. Not this time. The velvet and iron grip clamped down on her and tossed her high on the hurricane winds of ecstasy before she was aware of what was happening. Abigail floated and soared and sailed until her body was drained of all energy. Never had she felt so sexually sated as when she finally drifted down from that incredible sexual high.Jerry had felt his mother's body go rigid with climax. His own was quick to follow. The idea of fucking his mother was a turn on; fucking her up the shit chute was even more exciting to the youth. His cock seemed to expand even more, fill up the tiny diameter of the woman's asshole to capacity, before it literally exploded.A flood of jism dynamited into Abigail's ass. Jerry bucked and hunched in his lust as his mighty cock spewed out its fiery load. All too soon, his cock began to deflate and Jerry looked down between his legs. His once-proud cock dribbled out of his mother's ass amid a flow of his own cum. White gobs of the sticky cream clung to his prick as the fleshy rod rapidly shrank. Jerry felt weak, and collapsed onto the bed. Abigail curled up next to him and quietly said, "That was super, or whatever you call it, Jerry.""Super? You mean it was one hell of a fuck!""Right on!"It was a fantastic fuck the best Abigail had had in a long time. But as she started coming down from it, she was surprised to hear a car puffing up in the driveway. She knew the sound of that car."Oh, my God!" she gasped. "It's Fredrick! He came back early! Run for your bedroom! You can dress there and go out the window!"She worried that her husband would notice the mussed sheets, smell the scent of hot cunt and wild fucking that lingered in the room, but all he did was undress, take his usual shower, and climb into bed with her. He did not seem at all surprised that she was naked. He wrapped his arms around her, puffing her back against his stomach, his fingers curling around her tit, his usual hold on her when he went to sleep.Abigail snuggled her naked ass to his body, feeling his cock against her ass, but that was all it would touch.Within moments, he was sound asleep. He didn't suspect anything. For that she was glad. But her guilt still remained. She had fucked her own son. And she had done it twice!CHAPTER THREEThe following morning, Abigail prepared breakfast for her family, still feeling guilty. Fredrick came in, looking as tired as he had when he had come home from work. He sat at the table, drinking coffee and turning to the newspaper without speaking. Abigail felt her anger swell against her husband. The least he could do was say good morning.As she was putting breakfast on the table, she saw Jerry coming. She gave her son a smile as he came in, sitting down next to his father, giving him a sheepish look. "Morning, Mom. How are things?""All right, I suppose.""Hi, Daddy," Jerry said, "Good morning," Fredrick said, Still in her robe, Abigail sat across from her husband, and they ate in silence. When Fredrick finished, he scooted his chair back, stood up and left to dress up in his room.As Fredrick went away Abigail looked at her son. "Still hung up over what we did? Hell, Mom, no reason to be. If the old man's no good, you deserve someone better. Right? I just happened to be around.""Is that all you think about... about screwing your own mother?"Jerry's eyes widened slightly. "Yeah. What more do you want me to say? I really got off on it. You're one hell of a good lay.""Y-You're not feeling the least bit guilty? I mean... incest!""Incest? Shit, that's just a scare word out of the Dark Ages. I dig you and you dig me. We make a good team together in the sack. And you've got a damn tight cunt. And don't tell me I'm not any good at fucking. I've fucked enough chicks to know what's good and what isn't."Abigail studied her son. She believed her son when he said she was a good lay. Abigail knew she was, and that bothered her quite a bit.Jerry eagerly leaned toward her, swishing his tongue over her covered nipples. "If Dad don't leave soon, I'm going to fuck you right on this table, Mom!"She pushed Jerry away when she heard her Fredrick footsteps coming back. "I gotta go," he said. "Jerry, aren't you gonna be late for school?""I've got a headache," he said to him.Fredrick came to kiss Abigail's cheek. She wanted his mouth on hers, not her cheek, but she said nothing. Fredrick kissed her on cheek kissed and went off.As soon as she heard the sound of car starting she let her robe fall from her shoulders. "Did you say something about fucking me on the table, Jerry?"Grinning widely, he stood and opened his pants, pushing them down and taking them off his feet. His cock began to jut out, as she looked him up and down. Then she pushed plates out of the way and sat on the table with her long legs spread wide apart, leaning back so her son could look right at her beautiful cunt."Fuck it, Jerry!" she whimpered as her son stepped to her. "Fuck mother's hot cunt hard and fast! I want it real hard right now!"Jerry moved between her thighs and rammed the head of his cock into his mother's cunt swiftly, taking her breath away."Ohhhh, God, yes!" she wailed, leaning back, opening her legs as wide as they would go. "Fuck it, fuck it! Hard, Jerry... Fuck me as hard as you can!"Jerry closed his hands over his mother's naked tits and began to pound his cock in and out of her pussy, fucking rapidly. Abigail cried out with the deep penetration of her son's cock. She lifted her long legs, wrapping them around his hunching ass. Wet sounds came from their crotch as his cock rammed and plunged."Ahhhhh, I can feel your balls on my ass, Jerry!" she sobbed. "I can feel your hot balls slap at my ass! Ooooh, fuck me! Fuck mother in that hot, wet cunt! I love that hard cock in my cunt, fucking!""Take it, Mom!" he panted, ramming hard. "Take my cock up your fucking wet cunt! I'm going to fuck your hot ass off, Mom!"Squeezing her tits, twisting them, he drove his young cock vigorously into his mother's gripping cunt. Abigail cried out with sweet ecstasy, kicking her heels against his ass. The harder he squeezed her tits, the better she liked it, the hotter her cunt became. She was so wet that her juices flowed from her stretched cunt to the cheeks of her ass, drenching her son's balls and making her asshole burn and pucker."Fuck my hot ass!" she screamed. "Fuck mother's hot, hot ass! Fuck my ass off! Fuck me raw... fuck my cunt raw! God, I want that cock so fucking deep in my twat, my snatch, my pussy, and my cunt! I want it so deep that I can taste it in my mouth!"Dropping his hands from her tits, he clutched his mother's twisting hips, jerking her onto his cock as he stabbed into her. They were panting heavily now, and Abigail was almost crying with the intensity of her son's cock banging rapidly into her cunt. She began to shake as her cunt swelled around his cock, an orgasm growing like liquid fire in the pit of her stomach."Make me come!" she shrieked. "Make mother's hot cunt come, darling!"With her heels locked around her son's churning ass, Abigail fell back on the table, her hips thrashing up and down, her cunt grinding frantically on Jerry's cock. She grabbed her tits and smashed them, squeezing brutally. Her ass pounded wildly, and her clinging cunt slid back and forth on his raging hard-on. With his mother on her back across the table, Jerry clutched her dancing hips, but they bucked in such a frenzy that his hands kept sliding off.Twisting and humping, Abigail shrieked her ecstasy, her head twisting as wildly as her ass. Her thighs held his body like a steel claw, every part of him showing the intense strain."Ahhhhh!" Abigail wailed, and smashed her cunt as hard as she could against him, her lower body jerking spasmodically. She screeched again.Her cunt exploded around her son's cock, squeezing harder than it had before. The hot contractions threatened to blister Jerry's cock, but he pounded in and out with frenzy, his balls swollen tightly. Lifting his head, eyes closed, his breath roared out, and his cock gushed powerfully, sending scalding squirts of creamy come juice into his mother's gobbling cunt."Squirt it in me!" Abigail cried loudly. "Ahhh, God, come in mother's hot cunt! Fill mother's hot cunt full of that sweet juice! Drown mother's cunt with your hot, sweet, come juice!"They strained together for a long time, desperate to drag the wonderful sensations out, her hips slowing in motion, but still twisting as his cock softened inside her cunt. When her hips dropped, Jerry's cock came out of his mother's cunt with a soft, wet, sucking sound, and he slumped into a chair. Abigail lay across the table, panting, long legs dangling, her cunt gently pulsating. Come juice seeped from the pink, now swollen, slit, running slowly over the shivering cheeks of her smooth ass. The soft hairs of her cunt were matted around the lips."My God," Abigail breathed as she sat up, weak. "That was the best yet, darling."Jerry grinned up at her, still slumped in the chair, his legs wide and his cock coated with his mother's pussy juices. She slid off the table, kneeling in front of him, leaning her face down. She ran her tongue along his cock, tasting her pussy on it. Sticking her tongue beneath his balls, she bounced them tenderly, looking up at his face. With a soft mewl; she closed her mouth around his cock and balls, taking them inside to suck gently, knowing they were sensitive now. She let his balls out of her mouth, turned her face and sucked at the flesh on his inner thigh."How's your headache now?" she teased, standing up.Jerry laughed, pointing at the tip of his cock. "That was the headache, Mom, but you took care of it. Should I go onto school now?""Why? You'd only be late, and we can have the whole day to ourselves." She ran her hand through his hair. "I'm going to bathe. Why don't you rest until I finish?""Maybe I'll shower.""Please don't," she murmured. "I love the smell of your crotch when you're sweaty."She hummed happily as she bathed, the hot water soothing her swollen cunt. She hoped her son could keep up with her, fucking her all day until she was exhausted. It had been years since she had fucked herself into exhaustion with her husband. It would be very nice to do it again, this time with her son.When she finished, she returned to her son, naked, her skin glowing pinkly, her cunt soothed, but still fiery with need. Jerry was sprawled on his back in the middle of the floor, reading his father's newspaper, his legs parted. She stood and looked between his thighs at his cock and balls. A tremor of insatiable hunger burned through her, a hunger that was growing more and more.Lowering to her knees, she pushed her face between his thighs and into his crotch. Jerry threw the paper away, watching her. Abigail, with her knees drawn up, jutted her sweet, shapely ass in the air, nuzzling her face into his crotch, smelling his scent, his balls feeling so wonderful in her face. She licked around the insides of his thighs, around his balls and over his cock. Her eyes showed fire as her mouth and tongue caressed his crotch. Jerry spread his legs wide. Pushing her tongue beneath his balls, Abigail whimpered in pleasure, as she tasted them."You're so sweet here," she moaned. "I love to lick your balls, baby. They're so soft now, loose." She drew in a deep breath. "Mmmmmm, you smell so exciting... with mother's cunt smell on you. Here... lift your knees up."Jerry bent his knees, and she pushed them back, causing his ass to raise off the floor. She gazed at him, hardly breathing. His ass spread open and his asshole crinkled before her eyes. She moaned in passion as she gazed at him.Then, with a soft cry, Abigail pushed her face into her son's ass, kissing the edges of his asshole, the insides of the ass cheeks. Her tongue darted, licking his flesh as her lips kissed. She mewled and strained her face between the cheeks of his ass as tight as she could, her own uplifted ass swaying.Making soft sounds of pleasure, Abigail lapped at her son's ass with a feverish pleasure, her tongue swirling against the tightness of his asshole, around his balls, along the shaft of his cock, which was starting to stiffen up again. Her tongue probed at his asshole, pushing and trying to penetrate. Her hands pulled at his hips as her mouth sucked the crinkle of his asshole."Mom, you're sucking my asshole!" Jerry gasped."I know," she said, lifting her face to look at him past his cock and balls. "I know I'm sucking your asshole, baby. What's the matter, don't you like it?""Ahhhh, yes!""Wiggle your ass in my face, Jerry," she purred, pressing her mouth against his asshole again, licking wetly at the pucker.Jerry twisted his ass, his mother's hot wet tongue making his asshole crinkle, his balls writhe. He grabbed his cock and began to jerk on it, unable to keep his hands off. Abigail watched his fist above his balls as she licked his asshole, her eyes smoldering with erotic pleasure. Her cunt had become wet again, the hot juices smearing the insides of her long thighs, her clit throbbing with tingling hardness."Jerry," she whispered throatily. "Will you eat mother's cunt?""I'll eat anything, Mom," he moaned in passion. "I'll eat your cunt good! I'll suck your wet pussy, lick it... stick my tongue up in you!""Oooooh, baby!" she sobbed and twisted about, her ass toward his head. She spread her knees above her son's head, her face hovering over his cock. She arched her ass, pushing her cunt outward above his face. "Can you see mother's cunt good this way?""Ahhhh, yes, Mom!"Jerry stared up at his mother's cunt. He ran his hands up her thighs and over her satiny ass, cupping the cheeks. He spread them wider, and watched with fiery eyes as her cunt pulsated, her asshole puckering. He pushed his fingers to the hairy edges of her slit, and parted it. Opening his mother's cunt up, he swallowed with anticipation to taste it, to push his tongue into the wet heat and fuck her that way.Abigail loved the way her son was looking up at her cunt. One of her hands was stroking his cock, the other under his ass, holding the ass cheek. Her tongue swirled about the smooth head of his cock, her lips kissing hotly at his piss hole. She waggled her ass suggestively at his face, and when she felt her son push his mouth over her cunt, she gasped softly, squirming in his face. She lowered her face, sinking her lips over his cock. With his cock in her mouth, she fondled his balls, twisting her pussy around, rubbing it at her son's face.Jerry buried his face in the juicy heat of his mother's crotch, finding the soft wetness delightful. He held her twisting ass with both hands, but not so tight she couldn't wiggle. He opened his mouth wide, spreading his lips around his mother's hairy cunt, sucking the juices from it. His nose pressed at her tight, crinkling asshole, and his breath excited his mother.Pulling her mouth off his cock, she cried out, "Ohhhh, suck it, baby! Suck mother's cunt! Lap mother's pussy... suck my cunt, Jerry!"Jerry ran his tongue hungrily up and down the fiery slit of her cunt, tasting pussy juices eagerly. He probed his tongue around her swollen clit, swirling hotly. Abigail smashed her cunt down, pressing hard at his mouth, swallowing his cock again. She clutched her son's ass with both hands now, her fingers squeezing as her mouth jerked up and down. Her lips were very tight, hot and wet. She ran her mouth from the smooth head to the base, moaning in rapture when her son thrust his tongue into her cunt, stabbing in and out. She smeared his face, rubbing back and forth on it. He caressed her trembling ass, her thighs, and began to pump his cock up and down, fucking into his mother's willing mouth.Dancing her hot ass about, pumping her cunt into his face, Abigail sucked her son's cock with low moans of ecstasy, licking it often as she lifted her mouth to swirl her tongue about his balls. Smashing her lips hard at the base, she could feel the head of his cock, trying to push into her throat, but it was not long enough. Spreading her knees wide, her crotch open, she stained her cunt to his mouth, feeling his tongue slide in and out. Her pussy flexed and squeezed his tongue as it did his cock.Jerry stretched his mother's cunt as open as he could, pushing his tongue deep, wiggling it against the sensitive tissues, her clit crushed by his bottom lip, his upper lip touching his mother's asshole. It was her son's mouth and tongue sucking her cunt, and the sheer perversity of it created a mindless lust in her.Gasping huskily, she rammed her mouth up and down his cock, fucking him with it, her lips sliding wetly, burning. Her nipples rubbed at his stomach, and she smashed them onto him, her hands gripping his tightening ass, lifting him to take his cock as deep as possible into her mouth. Her naked ass began to whip about, slam up and down. Her cunt made wet sounds, too, wet sucking sounds. She began to squeal around his cock when she felt it throb with a greater hardness. She drew upward on the shaft of his cock hard, holding the head between her lips, sucking bubbling juices out of it, her tongue scraping his piss hole, her throat swallowing.She arched her ass, then rammed down, her movements the same as if she were on top of him with his cock in her cunt. As her son tongue-fucked her deeply, she shoved her long legs out straight, her hot thighs gripping his face, and began to rub and hump his face, grinding her cunt on his mouth. At the same time, she feverishly gobbled his cock, her face darting up and down, her lips stretched around his raging hard-on. She sucked his cock as if she couldn't get enough of it. In a way, she couldn't. She wanted it in her cunt and in her mouth at the same time, but that was impossible.Her stomach became tight as she felt herself getting ready to come. She squirmed against his face harder, moaning around his throbbing cock. The cheeks of her ass bunched and flexed. She loved to feel his fingers between the hot checks of her ass while his tongue started racing in and out of her cunt.With a deep, throaty wail, Abigail smashed her cunt hard into her son's face, his cock deep in her mouth. Her naked body trembled, then shuddered. Her orgasm was tight, very hard. The convulsions of her hairy cunt around his buried tongue made Jerry stab hard and fast, squeezing her ass and putting her pussy as far into his mouth as he could, wanting to make his mother come better than ever. Hot juices ran over his face and down his neck. His breath seared the pucker of her asshole.Abigail came hard, for a long time, holding his hard cock in her mouth, but not sucking. She couldn't suck him now. She couldn't move, only push her cunt as hard as she could into his mouth.When the spasms ended, fading slowly, she gripped his cock tighter with her mouth and pulled her knees back up until she had her shapely ass sticking in the air again, spread with her juicy cunt an inch above his face. Then she started sucking his cock again, bobbing her mouth up and down, wanting to make him come.Jerry tickled his mother's clit with his tongue as she sucked his cock, making her whimper because it was so sensitive. He pushed his cock up, going as far as he could into his mother's mouth. He was starting to groan, his balls tight and aching.As she felt something happening between her legs she was afraid she was going to pee. Jerry would be mad if she did it in his face. With the contractions of her cunt, she spurted a few drops of piss that squirted into Jerry's face. With a cry, she pulled her ass out of his face and stood up, turning around and looking down at him. "What did you do that for, mom?" Jerry said. "Didn't you like what I was doing to you?""I was about to pee," Abigail giggled. Despite her urge to go to pee in the bathroom she began squirting hot piss. She started sobbing with an intense orgasm by spraying hot piss in quick spurts onto her thighs and floor.CHAPTER FOURThe following day Jerry wanted to stay home from school, but Abigail refused. She wanted him to be with her but school had to come first and she emphasized its importance.After about five minutes she had nothing to do. She thought of calling her husband, Fredrick, and see if he would meet her for lunch, but she knew he would not come.She washed up the small pile of laundry made a shopping list, and then watched a soap opera on television. She undressed and tried on most of her clothes again, selected panties and bras, sorted them and threw away all the old pairs, then realized she would have buy more. If not for Fredrick, she thought with a wicked giggle, she wouldn't have to wear panties at all.By noon, she was beside herself with need. Wanting to do something really wicked, Abigail brought a wooden kitchen chair into the living room, and undressed before the huge plate glass, the drapes wide open. She sat in the chair, the back toward the window, and with her naked tits resting on the top, spread her legs around it and began to play with her cunt, almost hoping someone would come by, the postman perhaps, or a salesman, or even a paperboy.After a few moments, she turned the chair to face the window, spreading her legs wide as she sat down again, her ass pushed over the edge of the seat. Fingering her cunt, sliding her fingers up and down the slit, she closed her eyes, fantasizing that someone was watching her. Working the finger of one hand into her cunt, she used her other hand to rub her inflamed clitoris. Moaning in self-induced pleasure, a movement caught her eye. It had been unexpected despite her exhibitionistic fantasy, and she almost yanked her hands away and clamped her thighs together. But a ripple of ecstasy flooded her, and instead she stabbed her finger into her cunt with more vigor.Her son's face appeared clearly, grinning through the window at her.Abigail grinned widely, motioning him inside, still fucking herself.Jerry came in, standing at her feet watching her, his cock pushing at his jeans. Without saying anything to her son, she cupped his balls, squeezing them in her palm, still fingering herself. Jerry leaned over and fondled his mother's tits, pushing his mouth onto hers. Abigail, purring in pleasure to have her son there, pushed her tongue into his mouth as she opened his pants, puffing his cock free.Clutching his prick, pounding on it, still finger-fucking herself, sucking hungrily at his tongue, Abigail let out a tight, throaty moan, her cunt contracting with orgasm."Mmmmm, I needed that one," she murmured, slumping back with her legs still spread wide. "It wasn't the best, but I needed it very much." She still held his cock. "What are you doing home, anyway?""Because of this," he said, pushing his cock into her fist. "I couldn't stay at school with this, Mom."She looked at the head of his cock bulging from her tight fist. "No, you couldn't have."She pulled him to her shoulder, turning her head and licking the flat surface of her tongue over the swollen smoothness, then at the juices dripping out of his piss hole. She mewled in pleasure at tasting his cock. Closing her lips around the head, she sucked back and forth, her eyes twinkling up at his face.Jerry cupped his mother's cheeks, and holding her head still, used her mouth like her cunt, fucking it deeply. Abigail's eyes rolled dreamily as she closed her lips tightly, his cock sliding over her tongue.She gently pulled off his cock, flinging her arms about his hips, squeezing his ass, looking up at him with steamy eyes."Jerry, put it in mother's cunt! I need to be fucked so badly! Please, darling, fuck mother now, and fuck her hard!"Being in front of the huge window naked was a turn-on for Abigail. This exhibitionistic desire was very strong, and she wanted someone to see her fucking her son... anyone, man or woman. She held her thighs very wide as her son pushed his jeans to his knees, stepping between her legs. Abigail drew her knees up right against her tits, her eyes slitted with wanton hunger. Jerry pushed his cock into her juicy cunt, making her gasp with beautiful sensation.Placing his hands underneath her knees, Jerry stared down at his cock banging in and out of his mother's cunt. Squishy sounds came from her crotch, and low whimpers of ecstasy from her throat. With her eyes closed, wiggling her ass to the pounding rhythm of her son's hard cock, she imagined someone outside the window peeking at them, maybe a man jacking off or a woman with her hand inside her panties, finger-fucking furiously as she fucked her son for their watching enjoyment."Can you see your cock in mother's cunt, baby?" she panted. "Can you see mother's cunt sucking your hard cock?""I can see it, Mom!" he gasped, stabbing faster."Watch your cock fuck mother's cunt! Oooh, I can feel your hot balls slap my ass... slap my asshole! Ahhhh, that's good, Jerry! It feels so good when your balls slap my asshole, your cock so deep in my cunt!""Wiggle your ass, Mom!""I am wiggling my ass!""Shake your hot ass!""Watch me shake my hot ass, darling!""Hold your cunt open, Mom!""Ooooh, I will!" she gurgled, pushing her hands down the back of her thighs, her fingers clawing her pussy wide for his cock. "There... is that wide enough?""Ahhhh, nice, Mom!""Ohhhh, yes, baby!"Stretching her pussy, she gasped loudly when the shaft of his cock rubbed the hardness of her clit."Fuck me!""I'm fucking you, Mom!""Fuck me hard! Fuck mother's cunt hard!""Make your cunt suck my cock!""It is sucking your cock!" Jerry threw his head, moaning with the wet heat pulsating on the shaft of his buried cock. "Mother's cunt is giving your hard cock a blow job, baby!""It's eating my prick, Mom!""Your mother's cunt loves to eat hard cock!""Ahhhhh, Mom!""Yes, baby! Oh, my God, yes!" Abigail's naked ass thrashed about, her weight resting on the base of her spine, her ass thrust up to his cock. Her chin pressed down at her chest, and, squealing, she darted her hands off her cunt lips to grab his humping ass, digging into the crack, jerking him forward hard."I'm almost there!" she screamed. Jerry rammed faster, his face contorting with agonized ecstasy, his balls tight and full, burning as they bounced off her puckering asshole. Abigail's cunt closed about his cock tightly, then expanded as if opening. Her middle finger touched the crinkle of his asshole."Baby," she whined, "I'm going to finger-fuck you up the tight asshole, and make you fuck my cunt real hard!""Ahhhh, yes, Mom! Do it!"Abigail pushed her finger into her son's asshole, making him gasp, but it also made his cock jerk deliciously inside her cunt. Crying out in rapture, she plunged her finger back and forth, up his clinging asshole, making her son moan and fuck into her cunt violently, smashing the puffy lips of her pussy and rigid clit."Fuck my cunt!""Ohhhh, my asshole, Mom!""Sweet, hot asshole!""My balls hurt!""Those are mother's hot balls!""You're going to make me come, Mom!""Ooooh, come right up mother's hot cunt!" Her finger thrust deep, wiggling about.Jerry strained his cock far into his mother's pussy, grunting, his body starting to shake."Mom... ahhhh, Mom!""Squirt it!"His cock jerked, and Abigail squealed, then screamed.Her cunt closed about his cock tightly, then she was coming hard, the deep spasm of her pussy gripping him in rippling waves of delicious orgasm. She grunted from the strength of her orgasm, her finger buried up his asshole, his cock throbbing in her cunt. She screamed when she felt the hot gush of his juices spattering into her pussy, his asshole gripping her finger with uncontrolled spasms, his balls pushing hard against her asshole. Spurt after spurt of hot, thick come juice filled her greedy cunt, and the hairy lips sucked hard and hungry on the shaft.Slowly, her body relaxed, and she felt her son's cock softening inside her pussy. She pulled her finger out of his asshole, caressing his trembling ass and thighs, listening to his heavy breathing. She tilted her face up, shoving his shirt high. She nipped at his nipples, her tongue swirling softly and wetly. Her cunt seemed to nibble on his deflated cock."Jerry," she finally said, her voice low, small, as if she were embarrassed. "Would you do something for mother?""Anything, Mom," he promised, still breathing fast."Piss in me," she whispered."Really?" he asked, looking down into her still smoldering eyes. "You mean it, Mom?"She nodded her head, a tentative smile on her face."Well... okay," he agreed.Abigail's face became radiant with anticipation, her lips parting as she dipped her head to try and watch. Jerry his hands behind her knees, keeping them at her tits and wide open, looked down at the cunt holding the head of his cock inside."Ready, Mom?""Ooooh, yes!"Her breath stopped as she waited eagerly.Her son sighed softly, and she felt a few spurts of hot piss gush into her cunt, and her breath came out explosively, her head jerking up to stare into his excited face."Can you feel it?" he asked."God, yes, I can feel it!" she gasped. "Piss in my cunt hard! I want to feel your piss spurt real deep and hard!"Jerry began to piss harder, the stream spewing into her cunt hotly. Abigail sobbed and wiggled her ass, her eyes closing as the ecstasy of this created a wild, perverse pleasure in her. As the stream of his piss gained in force, she began to cry softly, her cunt filling with hot piss.They were so involved in their pleasure; neither noticed that Abigail's fantasy was coming true. Not in the way she wanted, but true, just the same.Standing outside the window, his face pressed against the glass, Fredrick stood watching his wife and son, his mouth gaping with surprise.He had come up the walk, but the flash of movement caught his eyes before he reached the door. He stood trembling as he watched them, at first puzzled by what they were doing, then angry, and finally a very strange feeling of excitement filled him. Images of Abigail panting and writhing in jerry's arms began to run through his fevered brain. Sure, there was some anger, but the idea of his wife fucking his son was very erotic too. He realized that his cock was slowly becoming hard. He watched hotly, his cock swollen inside his pants. He had seen his wife thrust her finger up their son's asshole, and watched as they came with shaking ecstasy, and now he was watching his son piss into his wife's cunt.But Abigail and Jerry didn't know anyone was watching, and certainly would not have expected it to be Fredrick."Fill mother's cunt up with hot piss, baby!" Abigail whimpered. "Ooooh, it's starting to run out of me!"Her cunt became overfilled, and his piss ran from the hairy slit, glistening on the spreading cheeks of her ass, on her crinkling asshole, spilling to the floor beneath the chair. This could be seen by Fredrick, who was clutching his aching balls tightly, his eyes popping.Abigail ran her hand through the soft hair of her cunt, pulling upward to stretch her pussy on her son's cock, trying to see his piss run from her. She wiggled her ass, giggling wantonly."It makes me feel like I can come again, Jerry," she moaned. "Ahhh, it's so hot in me! Piss hard as you can in mother's cunt! Ooooh, I can feel your piss dripping over my asshole! Ooooh, it's so good!""I'm about to stop, Mom.""I can feel it!" She grinned up at him, sliding her hand beneath his balls and feeling his piss drench her hand as it ran from her cunt.A final squirt of piss left his cock, and Abigail let out a wail."Stick it in my mouth now!"Jerry stood at her shoulder, his cock dripping on her lips. Abigail closed her lips around his cock and began to suck it, moaning, once more stabbing herself in the cunt with her fingers, jerking her crotch up and down. She mouthed her son's wet cock greedily, her tongue sliding about his piss-wet balls between sucks on his cock, her eyes closed as she savored the taste of his piss in her mouth.Outside the window, Fredrick had removed his cock, and was stroking it as he watched his wife and their son. He had not seen such excitement in years. He felt no anger toward them, no disgust, only a thrill that had been missing in his life for some years now. He found himself very, excited to see his wife swallowing their son's cock and fuck herself at the same time. His hairy balls ached with a fullness he had long ago forgotten.Abigail whimpered in pleasure when she felt her son's cock harden between her lips. She looked up at his face, pulled her mouth of his cock."Jerry, fuck mother's face," she moaned. "Fuck me in my mouth now, baby! Fuck mother's mouth like it was her cunt! Oooohh watch me stab my pussy with my fingers! Come on, baby... fuck mother in the mouth and drown me in your hot, sweet come juice!"Holding his mother's cheeks again, Jerry stared at her fingers plunging into her juicy, piss-filled cunt, and began to fuck her mouth. Abigail whimpered in delight, jerking her naked ass up and down to meet her diving fingers, her tongue scraping the shaft of her son's pulsating cock, her lips burning around the hard shaft. She swallowed as her mouth filled with his dripping juices, moaning hungrily. Her son's young, precious balls bounced off her chin, adding to her wanton pleasure.With his face now pressed against the window, Fredrick stared between his wife's spread-open thighs, gripping his cock tightly in his fist. He watched his son's cock moving in and out of Abigail's mouth, and remembered how that hot, wet mouth had felt on his cock. It was all he could do to restrain himself, wanting to rush into the house and ram his thick cock into his wife's cunt hard, and fuck her wildly while she sucked their son's cock.Jerry slipped his prick faster in and out, gasping as he got ready to spurt into his mother's eager throat."I'm ready, Mom!""Mmmmm," Abigail whimpered, and rammed her fingers up her cunt hard, lifting her ass. With a shudder, she began to come, and as her cunt chewed on her fingers with rippling contractions, her son let out a yelp and spewed thick, hot come juice into her mouth. He came so much it dripped from the corners of her mouth before she could swallow it all. In his gushing excitement, Jerry pulled his cock out of her mouth. Abigail protested, her lips wide. On the other side of the window, her husband stared glassy-eyed as he saw his son squirt his come juice into Abigail's open mouth.That was when Jerry saw his father."Shit!""Let me have it all!" Abigail cried out, trying to get the head of his cock back into her mouth.But Jerry was turning, running away from her.CHAPTER FIVEAbigail had not seen her husband. He had slipped away before she turned her back from watching Jerry run from the room. She saw no one outside the window, but her son must have, she thought. There was no other reason for his behavior.With her cunt dripping piss, her chin and lips smeared with come juice, she stood up, picking up her scattered clothing, and still frowning over Jerry's sudden run, went to her room and filled the tub. Her flesh was still tingling nicely as she bathed. It had felt so good to fuck and suck her son in front of the huge window, but it would have been much better if someone had seen them.She had a towel wrapped about her waist and was sitting at her dressing table when Jerry came in, his face showing concern. He stepped up behind her and she looked at him in the mirror. Puffing his hands over her shoulders, she curled his fingers over her tits."Honey, why did you run away?" she asked."Someone was watching us, Mom," he said.A tremor swept through her."Was that so terrible?" she purred, smashing his palms into her tits. "I think it was exciting.""Mom, it was..." he couldn't tell her.She waited, but he said no more."Well, I hope they had as good a time as we did," she said softly, leaning her head against his stomach, rubbing his hands over her tits, her nipples hardening. "Do you want some more pussy now?"Jerry didn't answer, but his eyes glowed and he squeezed her tits. "If only we had been careful, Mom.""Why be careful?" She grinned wickedly at his reflection. "I love to be seen with your cock stuck in me, my mouth or cunt or... asshole."Jerry, despite his fear of being seen by his father, felt his cock stiffen up, and he pushed at his mother's shoulder blades."Now that you mention it..." He grinned at her in the mirror."My asshole?" she asked, her eyes taking on a gleam of eagerness.He nodded."Mmmmm, just talking about it makes mother's asshole crinkle so tightly!"She twisted her head about, kissing just above his belt. "Get those fucking jeans off!" she moaned. "I want you naked, so I can feel everything."Jerry, his cock very hard, scooted his jeans to his feet, kicking them off as his mother stood and moved to her bed. He watched her firm, shapely ass bunch, and his balls throbbed. With her back to him, Abigail palmed her ass and spread the cheeks wide, exposing her puckering asshole to him, waggling her hips with wanton invitation."There it is, baby," she mewled. "There is one hot asshole ready for your lovely hard cock."Jerry stepped behind his mother, arching his hips forward, staring hotly as he rubbed the head of his cock against the split of his mother's ass, feeling the searing heat of her asshole on the swollen tip of his prick. Abigail whimpered with the contact, twisting her ass."Do you think you can put it in me standing up?" she panted."You bet, Mom!" he said hotly, pushing his cock against her tight asshole. "I can put it in you in any position!""Ooooh, I bet you can!" she purred, showing her ass back as his cock pushed inward, the pressure making her coo softly.Jerry's eyes blazed as he inched his cock into his mother's asshole, watching it stretch for him. Abigail held her breath as she felt her asshole open up, then the head of his cock was past the fiery ring. She moaned softly and arched her ass more, her tits straining out with stiff nipples. As her son held his body still, she eased her asshole back onto the hard prick, groaning softly as her asshole was filled with her son's throbbing cock."Ooooh, fuck it, baby!"Jerry held his mother's naked tits while running his cock in and out of her asshole, making her shiver and shake. Abigail closed her eyes, the ecstasy burning in her asshole making her cunt seep and drip slippery juices along the insides of her thighs. Her clit bulged and throbbed.Hunching her ass back as her son drove forward, she cried out as her asshole tingled.Releasing one cheek of her ass, she began to rub at her juicy cunt, manipulating her vibrating clit swiftly. Jerry thrust up and down, watching his cock disappear up his mother's asshole, his father forgotten now. His balls were full again, and that was his only concern."It's so hot, Mom!""Yes, baby! Mother has a hot asshole for you, a hot cunt for you, a hungry mouth for you! Fuck my ass, darling! Oh, God, fuck my ass good!"She parted her feet on the floor, ramming her ass back and forth. Her long legs trembled and she was getting weak. She leaned over the bed, turning the other cheek of her ass loose to brace herself over the bed. She shook her ass in exciting circles as his cock rammed in and out. She gurgled and mewled, gasped and sobbed. Her tits jiggled from the plunge of his cock, and her palm moved slippery over the puffy lips of her cunt."You're going to make me fall!" she moaned. "My legs are shaking!""Get on the bed, Mom."Abigail pulled her asshole off his cock, turning around and falling back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and drawing them to her tits. "Fuck me in the ass this way!"Jerry gazed down at his mother, seeing her hairy cunt open, the pink lips gleaming wetly, her clit standing hard like a tiny cock. Below her cunt, her asshole was winking, crinkling. Abigail shoved her hands beneath her lifted ass, spreading the cheeks wide, looking up at him with fiery eyes. The tips of her fingers touched the pucker, and Jerry moved his cock to it once more.Abigail gasped hotly as she felt her son's cock sliding into her asshole again, and her hands moved off her ass, over her hips and to her cunt. She ran her fingers through the silky thick hair, and feeling her son's cock jerk inside her asshole, she began to twist and pull at her tight clit."Open your cunt for me!" Jerry panted, working his cock in and out of her gripping asshole.Abigail spread her pussy wide, and Jerry plunged four fingers into her cunt."Ahhhh, baby!" Abigail cried out. "Oooooh, yes! Fuck mother up the ass with your cock, and fuck my cunt with your fingers!"Ramming his cock up her asshole, Jerry finger-fucked his mother at the same time. Abigail tossed her ass high, jerking her hips around and around, sobbing in agonized ecstasy. The feel of his cock and fingers penetrating her at the time was driving her out of her mind. The heat generated in her naked body was unbelievable, making her mind soar. Every nerve in her crotch was on fire, from the base of her spine to her belly button. Her cunt seemed to be part of the same slit as her asshole, one huge cunt for her son's cock and fingers.Jerry leaned forward, his free hand pushing his mother's knees almost past the sides of her head. Abigail felt doubled over, her spine bent. It was wonderful, exciting. She twisted her uplifted ass wildly, urging her son to fuck her in the ass as hard as he could, deep as he could."Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Abigail cried, swinging her ass in a frenzy. "Ram it to me! Ram that big hard cock right up my hot fucking asshole. Jerry! Fuck mother in that hot asshole... fuck my cunt with your fingers! Oooh, you're making me burn up... making my asshole burn... my cunt burn! Ahhhh, give it to me! Give it all to me!""I want to taste it!" Jerry gasped, yanking his cock out of her asshole, leaning down and closing his open mouth around his mother's hairy, juicy cunt, his tongue lapping up and down the slit, wetly and noisily."Ooooh, suck my pussy!" Abigail gasped. "Suck mother's cunt!"Jerry rammed his tongue into her pussy, tonguing it rapidly, then sucked on her clit hard."Ahhhh... uhhhh!" Abigail sobbed, and banged her cunt at his mouth. "So fast! So fucking fast! I'm coming, Jerry! Tongue-fuck my cunt!"Jerry sucked and licked as his mother came, and when the spasms began to fade, he lifted his smeared face and drove his cock into her asshole swiftly, feeling it grip his cock as she screamed loudly."I'm still coming! Oh, my God, Jerry!"Abigail's asshole grabbed at her son's cock like a steel vise, squeezing very hard. He grunted in pleasure as he pumped deeply, staring down at her hairy, open cunt, watching the wet lips vibrate as she came over and over. Abigail tossed her naked ass up and down, her asshole riding Jerry's cock frantically, the friction keeping the contractions strong. Her clit felt as if it was bursting from her body."Deeper, deeper!" she screamed. "Go deeper, Jerry! Ohhh, my God... ram that sweet, hard cock up mother's ass and out of my cock sucking mouth! Oooooh, ram me... stab me... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"Abigail threw her arms behind her knees, pulling her ass high, trying mindlessly to get her cunt against her own mouth. Jerry was up on the bed with her now, standing on his knees, leaning forward, driving his cock in and out of her fiery asshole relentlessly, gasping heavily. The slaps of his lower body against the widely spread cheeks of his mother's satiny ass sounded like gun shots. Each lunge of his cock shook her, made her cry out in rapture. Her back felt ready to break, and she didn't care as long as he kept ramming his cock into her clutching asshole. It felt as if the swollen head penetrated her stomach.Jerry braced himself by putting his hands on the backs of his mother's thighs, and watched his cock stretch her light brown asshole. Her cunt was still twitching, juices flowing from it through the soft hair of her cunt toward her stomach.Feverishly, Abigail ran her hands through her pussy hair, then licked her fingers quickly, tasting her cunt as her son pounded and thrust with increasing vigor into her asshole. She ran one hand through the juices in her pussy hair, and as she licked it off, she ran the other through it, letting her son suck those fingers."Taste my cunt!" she sobbed. "Fuck my ass and taste my cunt!"She slipped two fingers along the edges of her asshole, feeling his cock slide between them, squealing as she felt a more powerful orgasm swelling inside her body. She quickly pulled her fingers from around the shaft of his cock and began to finger-fuck herself wildly."I'm going to come again!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhh... ahhhh, my ass, my cunt... everything is on fire! I'm going to come again, Jerry!"An ear-shattering screech came from, her when the convulsion struck, almost shattering her emotionally.Jerry could no longer control himself. His balls were on fire, aching, swollen. His cock was jerking inside the ring of his mother's asshole, and he gave in to the overwhelming urge, and stabbed deep and hard, straining as his cock spurted, sending hot, rapid spurts of come juice deep into his mother's grinding ass.They clung to each other, Jerry leaning over her high ass, for a long, trembling time. Slowly, taking deep, shuddering breathes, Abigail lowered her ass, mewling as her son's cock was pulled from it. She drew him onto her naked body; smearing wet kisses over his face, her legs locked around his."God, it just gets better and better!" she moaned, flinging her arms and legs outward, letting him up. "I didn't think it was possible to get any better, but it is."Jerry lay on his side, his head held up by a bent elbow, looking into his mother's radiant face, watching her eyes sparkle."Mom, I've got to tell you," he said."You can tell me anything," she purred, running her hand over his chest."You're not going to like it," he said.Abigail frowned."You know we were being watched in the chair, in front of the window," he said."Yes, you told me, but I didn't see anyone. Does it really matter? I think it's exciting to be caught with your cock in me.""I did, too," he said. "But not by the person who saw us.""Jerry, stop being so mysterious," she said, caressing his cheek. "Tell me who it was. Whoever it was, we can handle it.""I don't think so, Mom."Abigail sat up, grabbing her son by his balls. Grinning wickedly, she said, "Now either you tell me, or I'm going to pull your balls off.""Mom, it was Dad."Abigail's hand tightened on his balls, then she quickly pulled it away. Her eyes became wide, and her mouth opened."No," she whispered. "It wasn't Fredrick. Jerry, you were mistaken, it was not your father. He's at work... he's always at work.""Not this time," Jerry said, shaking his head. "He was staring at you sucking my cock, Mom, and he saw me come in your mouth."A shudder swept through her naked body, and fear came into her face. She looked around the bedroom as if she would find her husband there. She looked at her son, into his eyes, and knew he wasn't teasing her.Fredrick had caught her, caught her sucking their son's cock off.It was what she had been afraid of.CHAPTER SIXDuring the following week, Abigail was very nervous. She watched her husband closely at breakfast, waiting for him to drop the hammer. He still came in late from the office, and although she couldn't sleep, Abigail pretended she was, not wanting to face her husband. He never said a word, never gave any indication that he knew what she was doing with Jerry.The longer her husband was silent, the more nervous she became. She loved Fredrick very much and didn't want to lose him, nor anything else. Despite knowing she was in a precarious position, she could not leave her son, nor her daughter, alone.She knew her son had told her the truth, that Fredrick had seen them, and she couldn't understand why her husband had said nothing about it. He acted as if nothing had changed, always kissing her cheek in the morning as he left for work, waving at their son. Everything was as before, no outward awareness, no sly looks in her direction."Why doesn't he say something?" Abigail complained to Jerry. "I'm about to go out of my mind.""I don't know, Mom," Jerry said, "But Dad saw us I know that."It was a little after noon, and Jerry had, at her request, come home from school during the lunch break. She had tried to keep from it, but her needs had been too strong. Afraid Fredrick would catch them again, she still needed her son very much, needed his cock in her. It was dangerous, foolish, but she couldn't help it.She stroked his thigh, leaning on his shoulder. Jerry's arm was around her neck, cupping a firm tit. Her skirt was halfway up her thighs, and his hand slowly caressed the satiny flesh. His cock, forever hard and ready, bulged in his pants, and Abigail watched it throb, her anticipation of taking it out and feeling it making her shiver in pleasure."I know how crazy this is," she said, tracing her fingertips along the concealed bulge of his cock, "but I can't stay away from you, from your wonderful cock, Jerry. If I don't get it often, I think I'll lose my mind.""Dad won't be coming home early all the time, Mom," he said, squeezing her tit, sliding his hand under her skirt to the edge of her panties. "We just have to be more careful, that's all.""Why hasn't Judy been coming home?" she asked, closing her fingers around his cock, feeling it inside his pants. "Last week she was home as often as you, but this week we've hardly seen her. Even in the evenings she seems to have things to do, always visiting someone. I thought your sister loved this as much as we do.""Judy has become a little mysterious, lately," Jerry said. "She don't tell me anything either. I did fuck her yesterday, though, at school.""How in the world did you two do that?""We snuck into one of the empty offices," Jerry said. "We needed it kinda bad, so we done it.""Did Judy ask you, or did you ask her?""I asked her."Abigail opened her son's pants and pulled his cock out, then lifted his balls. She pushed her face down his chest, his stomach. Sliding her moist, hot lips along the shaft of his cock to his balls, she kissed them tenderly, then dragged the tip of her tongue over them, tasting the subtle scent of sweat. She opened her lips and closed them around one of his balls, sucking it gently. Jerry drew his hand off her thigh and cupped her tit, fondling it as she mouthed his balls, rubbing his cock on her face.Sliding off the couch to her knees in front of her son, she lapped up and down the shaft of his throbbing hard-on, her eyes glazing with pleasure. As she took the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking softly, Jerry opened his belt and pushed his pants down. His mother mewled in delight and swallowed his hot prick deeply, her lips smashed into the wiry hair at the base. Jerry ran his hands through his mother's hair, holding the back of her head, lifting his cock upward, feeling it rub into the back of her throat. He enjoyed seeing his cock inside his mother's mouth."Mom," he said, watching her pull her stretched lips up his cock, "did Dad ever like to watch?"Abigail pulled her mouth off his cock, looking up at him. "You mean watch this? I don't know. He used to enjoy watching me suck his cock, but I don't think watching me sucking another cock would turn him on. Why do you ask?""It was just a thought," he said, pulling her mouth back onto his cock.His father seemed to enjoy what he had seen them doing. Whatever his father was up to, Jerry knew it was his way of letting his mother know he understood. Suddenly he had the feeling that his father was watching him again. "Fredrick! Oh good Lord Jesus Christ!" Abigail gasped. Her eyes widened with shock as she stared at the figure of her husband in the doorway.Fredrick walked across the room to stand next to the bed, leaving the door wide open behind him. "Well, Abigail, I see you couldn't restrain yourself any longer, could you? Mom and Son in bed together! If I could see a sight like this I'd come home early from work more often!"Abigail blushed furiously and opened her mouth in an effort to offer a helpless explanation, but there was no explanation.Then she realized that her husband was smiling at her. He wasn't upset at all. He looked as if he actually enjoyed it! He didn't mind that he'd just caught her in bed with Jerry, fucking their only boy."I didn't mean to stop you, honey," Fredrick muttered. He stepped closer to the bed and folded his hands around the swelling length of his cock in his pants, staring blatantly at the lips of his wife's pussy as they wetly encased his teenage son's throbbing dick. "Why don't you go ahead and finish what you were doing?""You want to watch me fucking, don't you?" Abigail asked huskily, licking her lips lasciviously. "You want to see me fucking another man, isn't that right, Fredrick? Even our son!""That's right, Abigail," Fredrick replied evenly. He turned slightly, winking at Jerry. "Go ahead, Son. What kind of man are you, anyhow? I didn't bring you up to lie around like that. Go ahead and give your mother's pussy a nice, hard fucking. Horny women have to be satisfied, now don't they?"Jerry grinned broadly at his dad, as if the two of them were sharing a secret joke. "Go ahead, Abigail," Fredrick said coaxingly. He unbuckled his belt buckle and pulled down his zipper. Withdrawing his hardened pole, he wrapped his hand around it and eagerly began to jerk off to the sight of his wife in bed with his son. "Go ahead and fuck him. I know you want to, so go ahead! Fuck your pussy with Jerry's nice big cock!"His hands thrust tenderly into the spongy whiteness of her breasts, milking hungrily at the milky flesh of her big tits. At the same time his ass began to hump rhythmically off the bed. Then Abigail felt his long stiff tool fucking into her, reaming out her dripping pussy slit with long eager strokes of his burningly pulsing prick."Oh, Jerry," Abigail whimpered, her eyes fluttering dazedly with her burning lust. "Oh, Jerry, that feels so good... do it harder, darling, you've got such a big cock... I'm getting horny again... oh, yes... Jerry... oh oh... unnhhhhh!"END |
fucked.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/fucked.txt | Pre-cum was already dribbling in viscous strings from my rigid cock as I bent forward to slide my foot into the wrinkled toe of my black nylon before slowly drawing it up my leg. Once it was in place and sensuously caressing my thigh, I reached round and gently pulled down my dangling rear suspender clipping the plastic clasp over the reinforced stocking-top and then securely attaching the front one. I then repeated the operation with my other stocking and stood up to admire myself in my dressing-table mirror.My lacy black ½ cup bra and matching lacy black suspender-belt really showed off my womanly figure enhanced by my hormone induced female waist, hips, and 36b tits that were trying to spill out of the lacy cups of my bra. I was really proud of my lusciously firm tits and erect nipples that surmounted them the twin orbs driving the guys wild when they fondled and caressed them as I sucked their cocks, or when they reached up and fucked their hard cocks into me."Right! All that's needed is your wig, and then you can slide into something nice and sexy!" I muttered to myself as I straightened my suspender-straps and tugged at my nylons so's they were straight and evenly covering my thighs. I chose to wear a cute blonde wig that followed the shape of my cheeks and curled under my chin, then adjusted and brushed it before putting on some more makeup. After applying a deeper shade of eye-shadow and another layer of lipstick, I went to the wardrobe and chose a red satin blouse and black miniskirt from the vast choice of sexy clothing that hung from the hangers before me. I quickly slid the skirt up my nylon-clad thighs and fastened the zip, then slid the blouse over my shoulders and buttoned it up before choosing a pair of two inch black heels to complete my outfit."Hey, what about your panties?" I hear some of you ask?Truth is, because they only get in the way I never wear them, and prefer to let the cool night air waft over my naked cock and balls beneath my skirt as I walk along besides, I feel far sexier knowing that my cock is nearly always totally exposed for anyone to see when I'm out for the evening and driving around in my car. All that's now needed, is a necklace and some long, dangly earrings before grabbing my handbag, and I'm ready!Because I live in a terraced house in a small town, I've got to be very careful that I'm not seen by the neighbours in my sexy outfit as I exit my house and get into the car the reason being, I'd surely be branded as some sort of pervert for dressing as a woman. So I slowly open the front door to check there's nobody passing the house before I leave. All's clear, so I brazenly walk down the garden path in full view of anyone that could see me and cautiously lean over the gate to check up and down the road for anyone walking along the pavement. Even though all of this is done at night and therefore under the cover of darkness, my heart is in my mouth because I'm fairly well illuminated by the bright orange glow of the street-lights, and I've actually been caught several times at the gate by people suddenly appearing as if from nowhere!I've gotten away with it so far by quickly putting my head down and pretending to look for something in my handbag until they've passed by hoping to God that my very short skirt wasn't making me show too much leg and stocking-top! Luckily, I've never been caught by anyone that actually knows me!If all's clear, I unlock the car and quickly slide into the driving seat quickly closing the door and adjusting my skirt so's my stocking-tops are plainly showing in the dim light!If I'm feeling especially horny, I'll slowly drive through the well-lit, busy centre of the town hoping that someone will maybe see my exposed stocking-tops and cock. As far as I know, nobody's ever seen anything but I live in hope!Ten minutes later I pull up on the empty car park I use to meet other guys. It's only a small car park and there's enough room for maybe eight cars, but tonight, I seem to be the only one there, and settle down to wait for someone to drive up.After smoking a ciggy, I get out, lean back against the car-door and then partly undo my blouse so's my bra is on show, and then I idly start wanking my semi-exposed cock in the gloom until I suddenly see the headlights of a car approaching.Getting back in the car, I watch as the car draws up and leaves an empty bay between us.There's only the driver on board, and so I switch on my interior-light for a few seconds to let him know I'm alone and looking for some action.I'm in luck! He copies me and so I slowly open the drivers' door and hitch my skirt up even higher before getting out with another ciggy giving him an unobstructed view of me and how I'm dressed.As I casually stand there in the warm summer's evening air and idly smoke my ciggy with my stocking-tops and suspenders now totally on show beneath the hem of my miniskirt, the driver gets out and wanders round towards me.He was middle-aged and casually dressed, and as he neared me, I turned towards him and spread my feet slightly to give him a better view of my suspenders and stocking-tops!"Hi!" I smile, "It's very quiet tonight!""Hmmm, so I see!" he replies as his hand immediately strays onto my nylon-clad thigh and starts to stroke it, "What d'you like doing?""I like sucking guys off and swallowing their cum, or being fucked bareback!" I reply as his hand cups my balls and then starts to slowly wank my rapidly stiffening cock!With his other hand he reaches down to his fly and pulls out his own cock..."How would you like to suck me off then?" he asks as he continues to wank his cock, which is growing to a very decent size."Mmmm, I'd love to!" I smile, "Just let me know when you're near to coming, so's I can be ready for you! I'll open my mouth wide if you want, and then you can see your cum spurting into it before I swallow it for you!""Yeah, that'd be nice!" he breathes, "But let me stroke you a little more before we start!"He lets go of his now rigid cock and lifts the hem of my skirt right up, so's the whole of my suspender-belt and nylons are now completely exposed to his gaze!As he slowly caresses my undies suspender-framed cock with both hands, I reach down between us and start to wank his cock for him."Mmmm, I'm gonna really enjoy sucking on this beauty, and then feel it spurting your cum into my mouth!" I smile at him, "I love the taste of hot cum!" "Chances are there'll be quite a load for you!" he breathed as he continued to caress and fondle my exposed undies and cock, "I haven't fucked the wife or had a wank for over a week! You... you don't mind swallowing a heavy load do you?""All the better!" I gasp as he suddenly dips his head and sucks hard on my right nipple!"Christ...! They're real!" he gasps as his lips pull off me, "I think you'd better squat down and start sucking me right now otherwise I'm gonna come without you!"I quickly squat down and spread my knees everything now totally on show to him as he looks down and watches my head rapidly bobbing back and forth on his cock!It was only a minute or so later when he gasped that he was getting very near to coming!"Quick! Push your head back with your mouth open and let me toss myself off!" he gasped finally, "I wanna watch my cum spurting into it!"As he spread his legs wide and braced himself on the car with one hand and frantically wanked his rigid cock with the other, I did as he said his breathing becoming more and more ragged as I reached up and scooped my firm tits out of the lacy confines of my bra.With his orgasm drawing closer by the second, I kneaded and caressed my tits rolling my erect nipples between my fingers and thumbs!"I'm coming!" he gasped as he looked down and watched me squeezing a tit with one hand, whilst wanking my suspender-framed cock with the other, "Now!" Then he gave a little grunt and directed his purple knob-end directly between my gaping lips the first heavy spurt of his cum jetting from his cock and landing with a splat on my tongue! Again he groaned, as six or seven more heavy loads of his thick and creamy cum spurted from his jerking cock and rapidly filled my mouth!"Oh yeah...!" he breathed hoarsely as the spurts of cum weakened and finally died down, "Now let me watch you swallowing it!"Before I did, I reached up with my tongue and licked the last dribbles of his cum from his shiny knob-end, then slowly closed my mouth and swallowed his viscous load of cum!A few seconds later I opened my mouth wide again to show him it was empty, then reached up again and sucked his shrinking cock into my mouth to clean it for him.Smacking my lips as I pulled off his now flaccid cock, I finally stood up my own cock still rigid and jutting lewdly out from between my nylon-clad thighs as it pushed up the hem of my mini-skirt!"That was fucking great!" he grinned as he zipped up his fly, "Thanks!""No... thank you!" I smiled, "I really enjoyed it as well, y'know!"He finally drove off and left me still leaning against the car with my rigid cock in my hand, wondering whether to continue with my wank and toss myself off, or save it for later? I decided on the latter who knew what was going to happen next?I waited for a good half-hour for another cock to suck, but nobody drove up. So I decided to drive down to a quiet country lane that was frequently used by courting couples, to see if I could get lucky with some of them instead. Arriving about twenty minutes later, I pulled into a lay-by and stopped the engine.There was an empty car already parked up behind me and room for about two more in front, so I decided to sit back and wait to see if any courting couples arrived.Even though there was a high hedge alongside my open window, I noticed there was enough light in the car to see my exposed stocking-tops and suspenders as I reclined the seat and leant back as I lit up a ciggy. I could still taste in my mouth the musky cum from the guy I'd recently sucked off, so it was the most natural thing in the world to hitch my skirt right up, and to reach down to fondle my cock as I rolled my tongue around my mouth my cock instantly responding to my intimate caresses, and jutting up lewdly from between my nylon-clad thighs. It was just then, that I heard the sound of someone walking on the gravel somewhere behind me. I strained to see in the rear-view mirror and saw the dark shape of a solitary figure approaching the car behind. Deciding that I should let them know I was there and on my own, I quickly switched on the interior-light and then switched it off again. It was a silly thing to do, because it totally blinded me, and I couldn't see a bloody thing as I peered into the rear-view mirror once more.As I sat back and waited for my eyes to adjust to the gloom once more, I suddenly realised the car behind hadn't started up, and jumped a little in surprise when I turned to look and saw the figure of a guy peering in at me through the passenger window.He didn't move away, so I pressed the switch and lowered the electric window a little."Hi! You here on your own?" he asked as the window slid down."Yeah, I thought I'd just see if there was anyone about?" I replied, suddenly realising that due to being surprised at seeing him, I'd still gotten everything on show!"Well I've been down here half an hour and haven't seen anyone, but there's time yet!" he said, "I thought at first you were a woman but I can see that I was wrong, now!""Ooops! Sorry about that!" I grinned as I made to cover myself up."No! Don't cover it up... I'm rather enjoying the view!" he replied quickly."Well, if you come round to this side, I can open my door to give you an even better view!" I told him brazenly. As he left the open window and walked round the back of the car, I opened my door wide and the interior-light came on, flooding the inside of the car with light once more!"Oooo, nice!" he breathed as he took in the sight of my exposed suspender-framed rigid cock and sexy undies in the harsh light.He then reached inside and stroked my nylon-clad thigh, before continuing up along my taut suspender and onto my naked flesh. Only then did he curl his hand round the base of my cock and slowly slide it up and down several times!"What d'you like... doing?" he asked quietly as he continued to gaze at my erect cock."Well, I like sucking guys off and swallowing their cum, and being fucked by them!" I replied, "I usually swallow their cum for them, and prefer to be fucked bareback, so's I can feel their cum spurting into me but you could use a condom if you wanted to!""Mmmm, anything else?" he asked."I'm willing to try most things!" I smiled, "Why, what have you got in mind?""I might have something a little different, later for you to try!" he smiled back. He then unzipped his pants and took out a truly massive cock! "How would you like to be fucked by... this?" he asked, "Could you take it all?"It was about eight inches long and a good two inches across!"Oh yeah, I've been fucked by cocks of that size before with no problems!" I told him truthfully, "And some a bit thicker than yours, actually!""Mmmm, good!" he smiled, "Well, put the light out and you can suck it for me for a few minutes, then we could maybe go through that gate so's I could fuck you in the middle of the field! We'd be right out in the open, but nobody would be able to see us besides, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone while I'm fucking you! Would you like that?"Wow! My luck was in! I'd already sucked off a cock with a decent load tonight, and before too long, I was going to have this monster cock fucking and coming deep inside me totally exposed whilst in the middle of a field!"Oooo, yes please!" I grinned as I craned forward to suck his cock for him, "I've never been fucked in such an exposed place like the middle of a field before!""Oh, would it be okay if I brought my dog along he'll be no trouble? I was giving him a walk before I saw you, and I don't really want to leave him locked up in the car because he gets anxious!" he asked. It was only then as the dog showed it's face in the open doorway, that I noticed the guy was holding a leash! It was a brown and white Boxer."Sure, bring him along!" I replied, "He can join in with us if he wants!"I added that last bit about him joining in with us, as a joke me not realising until later on, how accurate a statement I'd just made!"He'd most likely take you up on that, if you'd to let him! He's a real horny sod!" the guy laughed as I turned sideways in my seat and sat with my feet on the ground my lips closing round his knob-end as I started sucking him.Although being fucked by a dog had never even entered my head before, I found myself mentally picturing him mounting me as I knelt in the middle of the field on all fours with my ass sticking up in the air and I was getting more and more turned on with the idea!My lips slid effortlessly up and down the guy's thick shaft as I sucked hard on his cock and reached forward to cup his dangling balls in my hand him gasping as he thrust back and forth so's his bulbous knob-end was repeatedly being pushed right down my throat!"Christ, you certainly know how to suck a guy's cock for him," he breathed, "You're as good as any woman I've had in the past for sure!"As my head bobbed back and forth, my stomach churned with the exhilarating and stimulating thoughts of the dog fucking me, and the mental images filled my head as I looked down at the dog, sitting patiently alongside it's master with it's furry-sheathed cock hanging between it's hind legs! For some reason, I couldn't take my eyes off the blasted dog's cock, and once again I felt the pre-cum start to liberally ooze in sticky strings from my exposed knob-end, so's they dangled from it before parting and dropping onto the ground between my feet!I'd only been sucking the guy's cock for two or three minutes when he asked me to stop and suggested that we lock up the car and go into the field for his fuck.Because I was feeling so hot and horny, I readily agreed, and quickly locked up the car before following the guy and his dog through the gate my rigid suspender-framed cock pointing the way as it jutted out from under the hem of my mini-skirt!"D'you... d'you think he actually would want to fuck me?" I finally managed to blurt out as we set off for the middle of the field my erect nipples pushing hard against the lacy ½ cups of my bra and my stomach now turning somersaults! "Well actually," the guy replied somewhat hesitantly, "That's exactly what I meant when I said earlier, that I might have something a little different, for you to try!I could give you a real good fucking, and then it'd be Saxon's turn to show you what he could do! So what d'you think? You willing to give it a try?""Ermm... yeah, I don't see why not?" I replied as nonchalantly as I could, "You never know if you're gonna like something, until you try it!""Oh, I think you'll like it!" he replied knowingly, "And I bet you'll want to try it again!""You'd better give me your phone number before you leave, then!" I joked, "We could end up making this a regular thing!""If you fuck as good as you suck, I'll give it to you anyway!" he replied, "That was fucking fantastic back there by the car when you were sucking me!""I've had plenty of practice!" I smirked, "Plenty!""Hmmm! And it shows!" he laughed, "Well, this'll do us okay, I think?"I looked round and saw in the dim light that we were totally in the open and exposed on all sides, with nothing to hide us from anyone that knew we were there!As he took off his pants and told Saxon to "Stay!" I found the exposed nature of our location added greatly to the excitement that was rapidly building deep inside my guts!"How d'you want me?" I asked, "On my hands and knees?""Hmmm, that'd be best, I think?" he replied, "Then you'll also be ready for Saxon when I've finished fucking you!""No problem!" I replied, "Oh, I think it'd be best if you used some of this?"I turned round and handed him a tube of KY gel from my handbag so that he could smear his cock with it. As he did, I unbuttoned my blouse and slid it off my shoulders, then undid the clasp of my front-fastening bra the two lacy cups instantly snapping apart to hang loosely by my sides leaving my firm 36b tits and erect nipples totally exposed!Luckily, I'd already taken the trouble to use a dildo and some KY gel on myself before coming out to open myself up, just in case someone wanted to fuck me a trick I learned a very long time ago after coming home several nights in a row with a very sore but deliciously cum-filled, oozing ass! Now it's much more comfortable for me and the guy's cock slides inside me much easier.I then sank down onto my hands and knees and waited with a real sense of anticipation and exhilaration, as the guy went round behind me and got between my splayed legs his beautifully erect cock swaying from side to side.Then I felt him caressing my nylon-clad thighs for several seconds before he slowly slid my mini-skirt up past my hips, to completely expose my taut suspender-framed ass.With baited breath, I felt him nudge his bulbous knob-end up against my waiting ass and the coldness of the KY gel that was smeared upon it. Then with one hand holding my hip and the other guiding his cock, he slowly pushed forward so's my sphincter muscles started to stretch, to allow him inside. With a bit more force, he slowly eased his bulbous knob-end past the restriction of the tight muscles before it suddenly slid inside me!He then rested for a brief moment before taking hold of my hips with both hands and then simply eased his entire length deep inside me as I pushed my hips back at him and settled onto the immense bulk of his invading cock!"Jesus fucking Christ...! That feels fucking good!" he gasped, as the base of his cock slowly pushed up hard against my overstretched but ever yielding asshole, "What a beautiful fucking ass you have! No wonder you like it to be fucked!"To accept his praise instead of replying, I tightened and relaxed my sphincter muscles several times around his thick shaft!"Oooo! I felt that, you horny little bitch!" he laughed, "Right! This horny little bitch is gonna get a real good fucking!""Mmmm, let's hope Saxon thinks the same way, later on!" I replied as he started to slide his massive cock in and out of my well-lubed ass and pick up speed!"Oh God, yessssss! Fuck me!" I cried weakly as his balls slapped hard and loud against my own, "Fuck that massive cock of yours into my ass and spurt your thick and creamy cum deep inside me! I want to feel your cock jerking as you're spurting your thick load of cum deep inside me! Come on! Fuck meeeeeeee!""Oh I will!" he gasped breathlessly, "I will!"My whole body rocked back and forth with the sheer power of his thrusts and our bodies slapped together loudly as he bottomed out deep inside me his swollen knob-end now pushing up hard against the innermost reaches of my insides!He then got off his knees so's he was kinda squatting behind me and cupped both of my tits whilst fucking into me. This had the effect of making his massive knob-end 'wedge' inside me as though his knob-end was a cork in a tight bottle-neck when he reached the limit of his thrusts into me something I'd never experienced before.Then, as he withdrew, his knob-end seemed to remain 'jammed' or wedged deep inside the depths of my ass for a split-second before finally pulling free. Perhaps it was the suction that was caused by the well-defined large flange where his knob-end joined onto his shaft? Whatever it was, it sure felt great, and it made him reach his orgasm more rapidly, for a few moments later he gasped that he was getting near to coming!"Oooo yessssss! Let it go!" I urged him, "Fuck me real hard, and spurt your cum deep inside my ass for me! Let me feel your massive cock jerking and throbbing as you fill my ass with your thick and creamy cum! C'mon... I want it all inside me!"To help him reach his orgasm, I was repeatedly tightening and relaxing my sphincter muscles milking his thrusting cock for all I was worth in an effort to feel that beautiful cum being spurted deep inside me!"I'm coming!" he suddenly gasped, "NOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"I felt his cock and knob-end swell even thicker and larger, and then felt his cock jerking madly, and the beautiful 'wet' feeling I always felt as his thick cum liberally coated the inside walls of my ass!"FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" I urged him, "FILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"He was rocking my whole body back and forth as he repeatedly slammed his spurting cock deep inside my willing ass filling it with the thick cum that I craved so much!Then he stopped dead with his still spurting cock buried into my ass as deeply as he could get it, and I felt him jerking and then heard him grunting softly in time with each dying spurt of his cum into me! He then almost collapsed on top of my back and fought for breath as his cock slowly shrank and finally plopped out of my well-fucked ass."Lie back and I'll suck it clean for you!" I told him as he struggled to get off my back.He did as I'd asked and I was immediately between his splayed knees avidly sucking and licking his cock clean of his cum for him!It was then that I suddenly felt Saxon's tongue frantically licking my gaping asshole!"I think you've just found out that Saxon's very partial to my cum!" he explained, "He always cleans me up after I've had a good wank!""He'll hopefully be replacing it with some of his own in a few minutes time!" I replied."Yeah, and with a lot more than mine!" the guy grinned, "A lot more!""Really? How much more?" I asked him."Well put it this way... It'll be flooding out of your ass and running down your legs before he's finished!" he replied, "And if he knots inside you, you'll both be 'tied' for over half an hour, I guess!""And he'll be coming inside me, all that time?" I asked incredulously."That's right!" he said, matter-of-factly, "You're about to be fucked like you've never been fucked before! The fuck we just had was nothing compared to the one a dog gives!"My stomach once more gurgled and turned over several times with excitement! This fuck with Saxon sounded like it was gonna be the fuck to end all fucks! But for now, he was happy just to be licking up his master's cum as it oozed from my gaping asshole!Five minutes later I was back on all fours with my suspender-framed ass totally exposed, as I nervously waited for Saxon's cock!"You ready for this?" the guy asked me."Ready, willing and waiting!" I replied confidently. "Okay! Saxon... c'mon boy, your turn now, lad!" he said.The dog eagerly jumped up and ran over to stand behind me....!Upon hearing his master's instruction, Saxon jumped up on my back with his fore-paws and started humping madly at my exposed ass!His aim was terrible and at first, the only thing he succeeded in doing, was to cover my ass-cheeks with pre-cum as he gripped me round my waist and repeatedly stabbed his pointed cock at me. I hadn't realised that a dog's cock has some sort of bone running along it's length and even when still flaccid, it's inflexible and hurts a little when jabbed against your ass! It was only with the help of his master's guiding hand, that he eventually found his mark and rammed his entire length into me with one thrust!Once he felt the heat of my ass around his rapidly stabbing cock, Saxon stepped forward and danced around on his hind-legs as he really started to fuck his cock into me!Even as he rapidly fucked his thin cock into me, I could plainly feel the still small knot of his repeatedly sliding in and out of my ass!For the first five seconds or so I wasn't all that impressed with being doggy-fucked, and then his cock and knot rapidly started to grow longer and thicker!I was amazed as to how fast his cock swelled and started forcing my ass to open up, and I was also greatly impressed by the way his knot was growing and swelling much larger by the second so large, that he was having difficulty in pushing it inside me!He'd only been fucking me for about eight seconds, and already his cock felt as long and as thick as any human cock I'd had in my ass! Then he pushed really hard and I suddenly felt his knot force it's way through the relatively tight opening of my ass, and slide inside me which brought me some temporary relief from the bashing the entrance to my ass had been receiving! But the relief was very short-lived! As soon as he'd gotten his cock and his knot inside me, he really 'went to town' on me! While his cock had become hugely long and thick the pointed tip now easily reaching the innermost part of my ass with each violent thrust into me, his knot began to grow to truly massive proportions and stretched my ass-walls to their utmost as it slid back and forth inside me! But apart from the rapidly growing uncomfortable feeling of his swelling knot inside me, I was truly in heaven as I felt his massive cock giving me the best fucking I'd ever experienced!Then Saxon changed his rhythm and no longer stabbed his cock into me, instead he fucked it into me with deep and powerful thrusts his knot sliding even deeper inside me and all feelings of any discomfort, quickly fading away!Now I really began to enjoy it! My ass was literally crammed full of his cock his magnificent knot making sure we were locked together as tightly as he could make us!I felt immense feelings of sheer and immense lust washing over me as his cock jerked and throbbed inside me and finally spat his cum deep inside me!I was his no doubt about that! I was his bitch and had been raped by him no pretence, no formalities! I was being 'taken' and 'used' by him for his pleasure with no regard for my own feelings which happened to be intensifying by the second!It was only when he stopped thrusting and laid over my back so that I could feel the powerful spurts of cum being squirted deep inside me by his heavily throbbing cock, that I suddenly realised that my own cock was rock-hard, and lewdly jutting out from between my nylon-clad thighs harder than I'd ever known it be before! I also realised that me and Saxon were alone with no sight of his master!So here I was, dressed in my sexy undies, on my hands and knees in the middle of a field, with a Boxer dog knotted deep inside my ass and rapidly filling me with it's cum.I then saw the guy returning from the car, with something in his hand."Sorry about that!" he called as he approached us, "Just been for the camera!"As he started taking pictures of me being fucked by his dog, I became really excited at the thought of other people looking at them and seeing what I was doing! And it was the feeling of Saxon's cum overflowing from me and running down my naked thighs, that made me suddenly aware that I was rapidly nearing an orgasm.The feeling of being so soundly fucked by Saxon, was going to make me come even though I hadn't touched my cock!"I'm... I'm gonna come!" I gasped to the guy, I'm really gonna come!"He immediately got down with the camera and shot picture after picture of my spurting cock Saxon sensing my orgasm by the way my ass was contracting round his bloated cock which made him start to fuck it into me again!I'd never felt so deliciously horny in my life as I did just then! Wave after orgasmic wave of lust washed over me as the guy stood back and took loads more pictures of me soundly knotted, and being thoroughly fucked senseless, by his horny dog.Although I was no longer spurting cum, I was having orgasm after orgasm as my guts rumbled and gurgled with the sheer amount of cum they were having spurted into them.Saxon's cum was now flooding past the tight seal of his knot in my ass, and freely running down my thighs soaking my nylons through.Because we'd been firmly knotted for about five minutes, or simply because I was too elated to care, I dropped down with my face onto the grass. This had the immediate effect of making Saxon slide one leg over my back and turn round, so's we were now actually ass-to-ass held together as one by his massively swollen cock, and bulbous knot.Again the camera repeatedly flashed, as a river of doggy-cum literally gushed from my distended asshole, the guy going round to quickly photograph every drop of cum he could as it ran like piss off my now dangling cock!"Hey...! I can actually see the back part of Saxon's knot stretching and forcing your ass open!" he told me excitedly as he flashed away, "You'll not believe the pictures I'm getting! Fuck me! Look at the fucking size of it! Christ, I don't know how the hell you've managed to take all of that monster inside your ass!"The sight of what he was photographing had a definite horny effect on him, and he walked round to the side of us with a massive hard-on."Let me set this to automatic and get a picture of you sucking my cock with Saxon still knotted deep inside you!" he told me excitedly, "Then you'll have a record of you being 'spit-roasted' by a dog and his master!" I was so turned-on and feeling so fucking horny at being so soundly fucked by Saxon, the guy could've suggested me doing all this again in the main street of town with everyone watching us and urging us on, and I would've gladly agreed to do it! I felt like a total slut and was being treated like one with no regrets at all! In fact, I couldn't wait for this to happen again... and again... and again... and again... and again...The camera flashed and saved the picture for posterity as the guy then sat back and started tossing himself off raising himself onto his knees to spurt his cum into my open and very willing mouth."Mmmm, you like sucking cocks and drinking cum, don't you?" the guy said, "How would you like to suck Saxon's cock for him when he pulls out of you? Then you could drink his cum for him as well!"I moaned my approval on his cum-smeared cock, and avidly caressed his balls for him."Mmmm, I thought you would!" he smiled, "I'd be able to get some real good snaps of you with Saxon standing over you, and with you lying on your back with his spurting cock in your mouth! Then you could drink as much as you wanted!"Again I moaned my approval loudly on his cock."Well you won't have to wait too long, I reckon he'll be about ready for pulling out of you in a few minutes!" he told me, "You'll feel his knot shrinking just before he starts trying to pull out of you, so let me know and I'll make sure he doesn't pull out too soon!"I found out later that the dog sometimes tries to pull out of you before his knot has gone down enough causing you lots of pain.But the guy seemed to know what he was doing and sure enough, about three minutes later I felt Saxon's know shrinking and my ass bulging as he tried to pull it out of me.The guy simply held Saxon's cock inside me until he could see that my ass wasn't bulging out too much, which meant it's knot had shrunk sufficiently."Okay, you ready?" he asked me, "I'll catch him before he wanders off, so you can crawl underneath him and hold onto his cock. Then he'll stop where he is and you can have all the cum you want, as I catch you both on film!"I spread my knees wider and felt Saxon tugging my ass now so relaxed and dilated, he slipped out of me with very little pain but a deluge of cum! I could actually feel it draining from my ass and then from my guts as they gurgled loudly.I then tried to turn round and crawl towards Saxon, but my legs were useless and didn't go where I wanted them to go! So I half-rolled and shuffled underneath him before taking hold of his massive purple and red-veined, still spurting cock behind the still relatively massive knot directing the spurts of cum all over my face as the guy snapped away."Let's get some of him spurting into your mouth!" the guy called to me.With no more ado, I opened my mouth wide and directed the pointed tip of Saxon's spurting cock inside spurt after spurt of his cum spraying onto my tongue! It didn't taste bad a slightly salty and 'metallic' taste, just as though I was drinking it from a can.Then my lips closed around the massive shaft and I slid them up and down as I eagerly gulped down the copious cum he was spurting into my mouth.Thirty seconds more of me holding onto his cock as I directed the spurts of cum into my open mouth for the camera, and then I let go and laid back and sucked him until I'd swallowed my fill.Saxon then simply wandered away and started licking his cock himself as I laid back on the grass with my legs apart cum still draining from my gaping ass and with a gutful of cum! Surprisingly, in spite of my many orgasms, I was still feeling as horny as hell and started to have a much needed wank.The guy zoomed in with the camera and caught my surprisingly strong spurts of reasonably thick and creamy cum as they arced through the air and landed with a 'splat' on my dog-cum bloated belly."Here... take some of me doing this!" I called to him as I scooped up the cum from my belly and allowed it to drip from my fingers... into my open mouth!"You horny, fucking, bitch!" he breathed as I cleaned all traces of my cum from my belly, "That's three different lots of cum you've had tonight!""Mmmm! And I loved drinking all of them!" I grinned.Fifteen minutes later we set off back to the cars me feeling fucked and very happy."We never did get round to names, I'm Suzy!" I told him as I lit up a ciggy and leant against the car with my legs apart so's Saxon's cum could still drain from me."Hi Suzy!" he replied, "I'm Jason! Let me give you my phone number before I forget it.I assume you will want to meet us again?""Oh yes!" I grinned, "Do I? I'll give you my address as well, so's you can come round and show me the pictures!""That's not all I'll show you!" Jason grinned, "But it'll have to be in a few days time so's I can have chance to recover from tonight!""No problem, I'll be there for you!" I smiled, "Dressed as Suzy! Oh yes, and I'll be there for Saxon as well, if you want to bring him round with you some night soon?""Within the week I promise you!" he grinned as he got in his car before driving off.Jason kept his promise, and since then, we've had many evenings in at my place, and outside in the nearby fields all three of us.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 54 |
wifes2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/wifes2.txt | Chapter 2In my last part my wifes girlfriend had just finished eating her most delicious tasting pussy and had now risen up and went to her dresser drawers leaving my wife panting with post orgasmic pleasure. My wife was on the bed, nakedly displayed as the juices from the tonguing that Snake Lady had given her pussy (with it's freshly shaven nakedness) that served to show the complete satisfaction the Snake Ladys tongue had given her.This is how Snake Lady acquired her name, by word of mouth that her tongue was so capable of making a woman come as they never had before as she'd just proven to me by my freshly eaten wife.Now she stood at her open drawer and pulled out the very thing I had purchased for this next little plan: I wanted Snake Lady to fuck my wife with a dildo (which I had purchased at an adult store only days earlier and had even purchased a leather harness now fully holding the hugely black and awesome sized rubber cock). My wife had absolutely no idea anything was about to happen at all in her state of highness from the prior bout with the coke and the spiked drink that Snake Lady had given her in the living room.She turned around and began to put the leather harness on with the biggest black cock anyone would possibly has seen. Even the clerk at the store I bought it at said no one had dared buy it. He truly wanted to know if I had plans to use it. I covered my devious plan up by saying no, it was just a gag gift for a laugh or two and the harness was the second part of the gift.Now its impressive size was clearly showing from where Snake Lady had it now strapped to her own crotch, with its hugely extended blackness so evident now, I wondered if my little woman could take the damned huge thing as Snake Lady adjusted the thigh straps and tightened the main belt around her waist. She then came strutting over to the bed with its huge log-like shape swinging. She now stood right back between my wifes legs with it swaying and moving still. I had measured it myself, 14inch length and 12 inches width at the crown, the shaft was a good 10 and 1/2 inches around itself. This thing was a match for any horse cock and its blackness made it ever more awesome in its appearance.My little wife hardly stirred since Snake Lady had risen and went and put the huge dildo harness on. Now the Snake Lady was back between her legs as she sat a jar of Vaseline on one side of the bed and had this strange pink balloon on the other (it some sort of liquid in it) then handed it to me. She said, "Give this to her, just put the open end in her mouth and all the liquid will go right into her mouth. She can swallow it all." I had to admit it was a rather wild trick.I did what the Snake Lady had asked and gave my wife the liquid filled balloon, watching as the contents were sucked into her mouth. Now the Snake Lady had opened the Vaseline and stood there above my wife [on the edge of the bed] and was rubbing the dildo down generously, covering the huge black head and tip of it even more so, so that hopefully the dildo would go in my wifes tiny pussy. I've read many stories of such overly sized cocks and small women taking them, well reality is, this is not just as described in the stories throughout the internet. And first handedly knowing how it had all transpired, I wonder about the validity of such stories, the fact that a small woman that was the size my wife, barely 5 foot tall and weighing a mere 98 lbs, and her body looking more of that for a young 12 or 13 year old virgin (except for the few stretch marks across her slightly loose lower abs where the affects of birthing three children were the only indication of her truly being the age of 23) could take such a monster so easily. Even her breast were what one would expect to see on a child budding into womanhood, and the only was you could distinguish them was that the large marble like nipples that now stood directly swollen and hard as rocks with desire from the eating she'd just gotten.The idea of this huge black cock that Snake Lady was somehow going to use just didn't seem at all possible, and Snake Lady was right, I had bitten way more than I could chew with this darn thing. It was not at all possible to use on any woman, and most certainly not with such a tiny woman with a small cunt like my wife had. But the Snake Lady had generously slicked its huge head down with the Vaseline knowing it would take that and all she could muster to get the damned dildo in my wifes pussy. The Snake Lady appeared to be awaiting the effects of the stuff in the balloon as my wife began to breathe a bit heavier and her body seemed to churn with some strange desire. The Snake Lady now grabbed her legs and raised them up, putting her feet onto the edge of the bed, and scooted my wifes little ass nearly off the side. My wife now only slightly was aware that she was even being moved at all.Now poised to take the huge monstrous cock in her small pussy, the Snake Lady grasped it in one hand and maneuvered the tip of it to my wifes swollen-with-wetness lips and parted them with the very tip of it, then moved it through and over her exposed-and-desire filled clit. She did this again, making the thick-as-hell head go ever deeper into her lips, making them swell to accept the tip itself as my wife now shivered all over. The Snake Lady had not gotten half the tip in her, her lips now swelling out as much as they could to get the dildo in, the huge headed crown still was the glory of the battle so to speak.The Snake Lady then eased it back from her cunt lips and now plowed her hips forward with the attached harness and its hugely jutting-out black cock and drove the huge head into the lips of my wifes pussy and stopped there. There was no way this huge thing could go in her. The Snake Lady was at least giving it the old college try and backed it out then again wedged it back into my wifes pussy lips, trying in vain to get her pussy to open more for the dildo to go inside her. Again she backed it out as the now cries of what had to be pain subsided from my wife. Again the Snake Lady drove it forward and wedged it right into her cunt lips as they were now stretched beyond what their swollen capabilities. The Snake Lady worked the head of it around as best she could as my wifes tiny, swollen, lips stretched to complete tightness on the huge crown. Then it popped into her pussy and was inside her now, the lips of her cunt were swallowed perfectly over the huge black crown and her cries, even in her state of complete inebriation, told that her body and mind knew her pussy was being invaded by some huge cock. The Snake Lady tried to pull it back, but it wouldn't move. My wifes tiny body was the only thing that gave as it stuck to the huge solidly-planted cock head in her pussy. The Snake Lady had locked my wifes cunt to the huge crown. The Snake Lady said, "Oh shit, I can't get it to move Wildman! How to fuck are we going to get it out of her?"Another try revealed no results, then another and another until finally the Snake Ladys hips yanked back as hard as she could and the huge dildo popped out with a sound like a cork from a cork gun, my wife was tossing and screaming in muffled sounds as the huge head had all but wrecked her tiny opening. I couldnt help but look at the huge gaping opening of her cunt. The Snake Lady said "Damned Wildman, Im going to kill your fucking little woman if I do this to her with this dildo."Snake Lady then said "You know what, I have another plan Wildman, for your little woman and since you have already watched other men fuck her and helped her fuck Chester (whom she had to sneak around on you and fuck) I think I have the perfect solution to it all tonight now..."Well in fact the Snake Lady did. But then again, that is part three of my story. So buyer beware when shopping for such things as some huge ass cocks to do what no man has done before, because the reality of it might just be as in this story.Continued in part 3...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 35 |
vickyaredhairdvixen.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/vickyaredhairdvixen.txt | A Scrumptious and Vibrant Young Girl Named Vicky I planned a few days off to get in some fishing on my boat in the ocean and stay at the family beach house on the sea shore. Much to my dismay there were a few extra vacationing family members staying at the house with their kids. There was too much turmoil, continuous noise and family drama for me to just relax. I also had enough of the drama associated with my "girl friend's" mother and my sister at our beach house. I was trying to just relax and have a quiet short vacation. I now had enough of all their antics every day. It was time for me to go to my condo in the city and wait until all the visitors left the family's beach house. Then I would go back and enjoy myself without all the drama.I stayed away from their beach house for several days. I made the excuse that I had to go out of town on business and stayed at my apartment in the big city. I did not need any drama over a nothing incident as far as I was concerned. Anyway, Ginger who was my latest sexual fling was ill with the flu bug and I didn't need to catch it.After a day and night at my apartment in town, I started to get really horny again. Being interrupted while trying to hump Ginger's mother at their beach house left me with a set of aching balls for an hour and then my horniness got to be unbearable. I could not think of anything except getting laid some place.Then I remembered the phone number that Sandy had given me at the fraternity house. She had been introduced to me by my date Ginger, in a previous meeting. She said to call anytime; so what the hell. Sandy however did not answer the call, another girl did. She recognized my voice somehow and it turned out to be the second petite girl that came out of the fraternity house with Ginger and Sandy. Her name turned out to be Vicki. I explained that I was in town for the next few days. I was looking for someone to get something to eat with. I don't like dining alone. Are you interested? Boy did I ask the right question! Interested was not the level of excitement that I head on the phone, it was more like ecstatic."Yes absolutely yes! And I'm ready anytime you say, like now!"I picked her up and she turned out to a ball of excitement. Vicki was a very cheerful and fun loving girl to say the least. Vicki turned out to be an absolute joy to be on a 'date' with, no doubt.Vicki was a somewhat tall slender girl with smaller sized perky tits that looked like an 'A' cup bra size or maybe a small 'B' cup bra size with nice hips coupled with a cute bubble ass and she knew it. She just could wiggle and jiggle her ass with ease as she walked. She had red auburn hair in a hairstyle that I would call a full pixie with bangs. Her red auburn hair seemed to give a warm look to Vicky's facial complexion that brought your attention to her face and the lightest blue eyes that I ever remembering seeing in my life. Her eyes just seem to sparkle when she spoke; she just was excited with life.She wore a sports type bra and a pair of shorts that let you see the full extent of her great looking legs and her bubble shaped ass. She knew what her strong points were and she got your eyes directed to those body locations when she wanted you to see and flaunt them. Couple in her red auburn hair and she presented a striking figure for all to admire.So my question to Vicki was sea food or Chinese? Vicki came back with, "I like both! Where do you want to go to eat? I'm also ok for "take out" if you are.""You mean you would like to get "take out" instead of going to a nice place to eat?"With a "Yup" from Vicki, I opted for both foods. A short order of sea food and a big order of Chinese. Vicki just had to comment, "Wow that's a lot of food to eat. You will be able to save some for tomorrow's breakfast!" I thought for a split second and smiled with, "Yup enough breakfast for two people."Vicki thought about that statement for a second. She moved over as close as she could, put her hand on my face, turn it, and gave me a gentle kiss on my lips followed by, "Hi! By the way, my name is Vicki. You may have forgotten that we were not formally introduced when we last met. Now it's official"And with a broad smile and then an embarrassed laugh, "I also got the two for breakfast comment!"Now that introduction definitely caught my attention! "Oh come on now Vicky, give me a break. I know who you are Vicki! You are the good looking woman who blew me a kiss when no one could see you doing it when we met a while back outside the fraternity house. You were introduced to me along with a girl named Sandy but no one mentioned your name."Vicky put her hand over her mouth. Her face flushed crimson that showed her embarrassment to my comment. "Oh shit! I didn't know you saw me do that.""I never missed a woman blowing me a kiss. I also asked who you were and what your name was as I drove away! You are certainly one good looking woman, in fact I would vote for scrumptious and quite stunning." "Oh boy, you keep saying things like that about me and I might blush and end up wanting to do things that I might be embarrassed about tomorrow." She tried to put her arm around me in the Corvette but it was a little too difficult because of the center console. She settled in for putting her hand on my leg and gently squeezing my leg inches from my stiffening cock. I wondered if Vicki knew that my cock was growing larger in the constricted area of my pants, but I wasn't sure. She laughed gently and said, "You seem to like my selection of the food. Is that what you are anticipating that is getting you excited?"I just smiled, almost sure but not definitely sure. I wasn't going to get into that conversation just yet. I drove to my place after getting the food thinking along the short drive "Did I miss something in the conversations a little while ago." Our joint dining in experience went along just fine. Good company, good food, good conversation and an all around enjoyable fun time. After a cleaning off the table, I suggested a dip in the pool and the hot tub. Vicki comment to the pool idea was, "I don't have a bathing suit with me.""Just go in the pool with what you are wearing now. I'll throw them in my clothes dryer after swimming." Then with a smirk of a jovial attitude to her voice, "Then my dear, I will not have any clothes to wear while my stuff is in the dryer!"I had to smile at her comment that I fully expected to follow my suggestion of using the dryer."Who said anything about that you would need any clothes to wear at all after our dip in the pool."Vicky had a broad smile on her face as she took on a sexy stance. "You are a bad boy with interesting lovable ideas!"There was no one around when we walked out to the pool area. We had it to ourselves for the entire time we "swam". In reality we held each other closely and paraded about whispering to each other about nothing in particular. I was pressing my body and slightly stiff cock against her pussy region. Vicki snuggled in closer as we talked and moved about. After a while, I softly kissed the tip of her nose once or twice before looking into her eyes as I closed in on her lips. She tilted her head indicating she was receptive to being kissed with more intent and passion. As I kissed her deeply, I reach the few sports bra strap clips on the back straps and deftly squeezed the strap uncoupling her bra strap. Vicky did not react to my unsnapping the strap. I smiled to myself thinking that I had just pulled off a coup in undoing her strap. Vicki had a smirk on her face as she once again once again kissed me with, "You are a bad boy and I know it; don't think I don't." "Why did you say that to me?""You unbuckled my bra strap and don't try to say you are not responsible. See it is beginning to come loose and it is trying to float up between us. Now I haven't any support for my boobs, small as they are.""Oh no problem! I'll solve the problem. See!"I reached under her bra and cupped both of her tits with my hands."You are so bad. All this time I thought you were a gentleman. And what do you mean like you thought. Have you have been staring at my boobs all this time and planning this event?"With tongue in cheek and with Vicki knowing I was joshing her, I answered her question. "A gentleman does not stare at a woman's boobs and have such devious thoughts on a first date. On second date maybe, but not on a first date; especially if he finds himself interested in the scrumptious woman he is with.""You know what I think Bobby? You always seem to have all the right answers for a woman every time; but you are really bad and full of shit.""I don't think that you understand what I am saying to you. You are a very attractive and intelligent woman that I want to know more about you. So think about what I'm saying to you!"Vicki then looked at me with her delicately light blue eyes and then was very quiet for a short time. Her eyes started to water up and she hugged me close and put her face against my chest so I could not see her eyes. After a big sniffle and a fake cough to clear her throat she whispered as she looked up at me, "I thought that you were just talking to get into my pants like all the guys at school. I did not know you were being serious. I want you to know that I'm so happy for what you have said to me, it means a lot to me as you can tell. I'm all choked up and weepy." "Now, I think it's time to go inside and put my bra and shorts in the dryer!"Now that sounded like a damn good to me! And imagine that Vicki thought that all I was trying to do was get in her pants! I couldn't believe that's all she was thinking! Heh, heh.With that idea in mind, we exited the pool and went into my place. Vicki said she was chilled from the dip in the pool. I got a pair of my PJs and a large safety pin to pin the top to the bottoms for the short term. See that's how nice a guy I am. Now it was time to give Vicky a light blanket to wrap herself with, snuggle up on the couch, have a drink and watch some TV, for a little while."The TV remote is yours to pick whatever you would like. I've heard that the girls in the fraternity house have some select movies that you all like to watch. Pick one if you wish." Vicki knew that someone had told me about their porno selections in the fraternity house. It seemed to be the TV selections of the late evening. She laughed at my suggestion and asked for the TV remote. We watched some of a porno movie for a while but we both quickly tired of the same old repetitive sex scenes. Vicki put on a music channel and asked me to dance."Ok but I'm not a good dancer, I just know a few basic steps."Vicky smiled while telling me she taught dancing in a part time job.I started to dance for a few minutes and then moved my hand from the small of her back down into the PJ bottoms that I gave her to wear and caressed the cheek of her ass. "Your hand seems to have moved out of dance position on my back and slipped down to on my butt."With that comment, I let go of her hand and slid my second hand down into the PJs. Both of my hands now supported the firm cheeks of her ass. Vicki was now joking along with my antics."Ooooooh you! You are bad, bad, bad, all the time, every minute I've been with you! And you know what? I know that I will end up loving you for it!"Then I got a kiss that told me she understood the joking around and all was well. I continued to just look into her eyes for a few seconds. She knew what I was thinking. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom and placed her on my bed. No words needed to be spoken as to my intentions. She removed the PJ bottoms that I gave her to wear first and then the top that she was wearing; always looking into my eyes attempting to keep me from looking away to other regions of her body. She wasn't successful."It's about time Bobby! I was beginning to wonder about you!""I've wanted to kiss you everywhere and make love to you all afternoon Vicki. I did not want to be too aggressive and turn you away. You've cause butterflies in my belly. That's not happened to me since high school."Now that was a line of bullshit but it always seemed to work in my favor with my new 'girl friends' in these tender moments!I turned on the dim bedroom light, climbed into the bed and pulled the bed covers over us both. Vicki whispered she was cold from swimming and she wanted me to hold her close and keep her warm for a bit. I pulled her in close to me and snuggled up to her while running my hand and fingers down the sides of her back. Next I reach over her side and scratched her back while she whispered to me, "You always do the right thing at the right time. How come you know when to do that?""That because I'm planning on seducing you in my bed if you would like me to do that after I get done scratching your back and you are all warmed up." Vicki just smiled across the pillow while we were lying there almost nose tip to nose tip."Ohhh... Well then in that case, I'm all warmed up and you can take off the bed covers so we both can see what we are doing!"Vicki definitely had good taste and great ideas!I began to kiss her face, neck while continuously moving down to shoulders and the base of her tits. I never stopped moving as Vicki was inhaling deeply, obviously moved by my quick schedule of kissing her everywhere. I was now kissing around the base of both tits and approaching her extended nipples that were anticipating my lips and tongue caresses. Vicki began softly whimpering when I told her I wanted to kiss and nibble on her nipples all night long. "I always wanted bigger boobs all my life and now I wish I had them for you right now. I've been excited about you also since I first saw you. I can't explain why you've done this to me. Oh gawd, look at my nipples. They are hard and pointing. Don't tease me so much knowing I've been anticipating being with you all afternoon. You know what they want and I know what they want."I kissed along always moving down towards her pussy that had been clipped just a little. There was still a sizable puff of her bright red auburn hair that led me to believe it was signaling me to stop there. When I reached the top of the slit of her pussy I blew a warm breath through her pussy hairs. Vicki reacted to my warm breath on her pussy by spreading her legs to give me easy access to her pussy. I wasn't ready to give in to Vicky so quickly. I left the area around her pussy and began kissing down and along the inside of her left leg. Vicky uttered a soft moaning sound whole whispering."Come on Bobby stop teasing me. You know what we both want and you are just being a big tease." I ignored her comments and switch my gentle kissing over to her right leg just above her knee cap. As I began kissing and nibbling up the inside of her leg, always getting closer to her delicious puffed up pussy lips she had to whisper, "Now you are getting hotter and going in the right direction."When I reached her pussy, I gently spread her puffy lips in anticipation of caressing her clit and all the pink area hiding between her lips. Much to my surprise my exploring fingers were aided by Vicky's fingers spreading her pussy lips wide open. She softly whispered to me, "Now you have got me really hot and I love what you are doing. It's been a long time for me."I slipped my tongue in between the lips of her pussy and found her clit. As soon as I touched her clit with my tongue Vicki flexed her hips upward, her body reacting strongly to my flicking my tongue over and around her clit. I spread the lips of her pussy wider so I could see all of her pink in the dim light of the bedroom and her now erect rather large clit protruding outward waiting for more of my attention.Vicki moaned loudly and then issued a low cat like growl. I pressed my tongue against her opened pussy and licked all of her pussy from the crack of her ass up to the top of her the crack of her pussy where I began my journey. When I began to lick her pussy in earnest and inserted my tongue into her cunt hole. She grabbed hold of mt hair with one hand and strongly pressed my face against her pussy. She began to pump robustly against my face while calling out to me, "Oooooh please don't stop. Uhhh huh ahuh. Oh shit! You've got me tingling all over!"Then she went quiet for a moment. But I wasn't done finger fucking and eating Vicki's pussy just yet. I crawled up alongside of Vicki while she slowly savored her intense feelings. Vicki rolled over and started to rub the back of my neck and kiss my ears. She knew that kissing and putting her tongue in my ears would just make me give in and she was right. My cock stiffened knowing Vicki's intentions. She knew just about all of my weaknesses now. She now was the seductress and I was the disciple for the moment. Once again her tits came into focus and they were offered to me with one in each hand. She was a delicious and sexy auburn hair nymph. Looking at the area of whiteness of her body where her bikini stopped the sun from tanning her body excited me. The contrast in colors would become greater as the summer season progressed. She lay on her back and offered herself with legs wide open and without stretched arms. Looking at her red auburn bush I thought that she would have to trim her pussy if she had a small micro-bikini."I haven't slept much these last few nights in the fraternity house. I need to have you fuck me tonight night or I'm going to be in constant turmoil for the rest of the weekend. I can't believe what has happened to me since we met outside of the fraternity house. And now you have seduced me in just a few hours. And listen to me, the way I talk. I would never have thought what I think and ever say fuck. Well not on a first date! And now I'll ask you that I want you to fuck the ass off me and tell me how much you liked doing it to me."My stomach and chest trembled with excitement of what she had just said and that I had this red haired woman in my bed. I crawled over her and began kissing her face and slowly worked my way down to her nipples and tits again. I started licking her tits from the base up to the nipple and the kissing and nibbling on each nipple. The continued licking of her tits from the base to her nipples was getting her excited once more. Again she whispered that I was the only person to kiss and lick her tits and nipples for a very long time. That was hard for me to believe. Now I question myself on should I challenge her on that statement or just keep my mouth shut and try to fuck the ass off of Vicki?I left her tits and licked her belly down to the top of her pussy. I lifted her legs and kissed and licked the inside and underside of her legs from her ass to her knees. I looked up at her face and she was watching me intently and she was breathing hard. Vicky was very hot just watching and breathing heavy with many sighs. I had passed over licking her love box but now I came back to those so protective lips that kept her nub hidden from view. Splaying them wide I slowly started to lick from the bottom to the top ever so slowly as she watched. I now sucked in her clit and licked it strongly as I sucked on it. Her hips were slowly gyrating and then lifting off the bed. Every time I glanced up at her, she was watching me; delighted with what she could see.When I found her nub, I ran my tongue over and around it and then sucked in the entire area gently nibbling as I held on. Vicki jumped at the sucking and nibbling while grabbing my hair and pressing my face against her now splayed open pussy. I licked very hard as she exclaimed ah-huh... ah-huh... ah-huh. I whispered, "Bend your knees and to hold her pussy lips apart again."She held them wide open and I ate and licked all the lovely pink that was there from top to bottom with a passion. She called out my name over and over. I then went back to just her clit and licked it with much pressure as I inserted two fingers and massaged the insides of her pussy behind her clit very vigorously. This produced an over powering feeling for her to move as she lifted her hips pumping at my face, first grabbing my hair then reaching back and grabbing the head board of the bed, all the while pumping hard until she went to being very vocal, calling out to the point of almost screaming out for me. I continued to lick fast and hard as she began an uncontrollable and explosive climax that surprised me on how quickly and intense she came until she yelled for me to stop and was pulling at my hand and fingers. I stopped and rolled on to my side. I was exhausted and my jaw muscles ached. Vicki rolled on to her side breathing a little heavy with her legs together and then she turned on to her belly still gently pumping into the bed and moaning softly. I caressed her delicious bubble ass and then began kissing each cheek of her ass. I was very excited at first with kissing her ass and then probing between the cheeks of her ass seeking hidden pussy. I just wanted to kiss what I had just finger fucked. Vicki cooed softly to my attention. After a couple of minutes, she asked what I had done to her. It was so powerful of a feeling. Her belly muscles were aching and her clit was so sensitive she did not want to move. She was very tired. I hugged her and she turned on her side and dropped one arm over me as I held her closelyI told her she had just tired me out and I loved the way she came off so strongly. I told her not to worry about me just then. We would get together again in a little while and she could make me cum at that time. I would save everything for her and give her a double dose. She smiled and giggled like a little girl at that promise and thanked me because I had really tired her out with her climax. She told me once again that was the most intense feeling she had ever felt in any experience in her life. Her leg and stomach muscles were still tender from the powerful feeling she felt during her climax. Soon she was relaxed and back for action. Now there was another one of those statements that I accepted with what my mother would say with a grain of salt.I had ideas for more preliminaries and hopefully to show myself to be a little more caring and romantic; but Vicki did not wish to wait. She wanted me on to my back. She faced me and straddled me sitting up straight in a forward cowgirl position while trying to guide my stiff cock into her pussy. I was dry and while she was already wet between her lips, my cock needed to be lubricated for an easier insertion. I took some of my some sexual lubricant from the night table that I had bought at the local store. I had made it a point to prepare for any joint fun times with any woman.I whispered to Vicki to wait as I showed her that I needed to wet the head of my cock with the sexual jelly and then by rubbing it between the lips of her pussy. Vicki watched as I coated my stiff cock. Now it glistened and was ready for some action."You are teasing me Bobby. Please... I need you to do me now." Slowly I put the head of my cock into her pussy. Then I pushed my cock in deeper with some short strokes until Vicki's pussy got nice and wet also. I told Vicki to look and watch my cock go in deeper and deeper as we got it wet. She became truly excited with seeing my cock go between and then in and out of her pussy lips. She commented on my cock being all wet and shiny after a few long strokes as she was riding me. "See I told you I was ready for you. You are just a big tease. I do like your big tease though. But you need to be careful. I can feel that you have just a little to much cock for my cunt. Be careful!"Vicki smiled at her rather weak joke. But with that statement, Vicki began to ride me as she sat upright on my cock. I held the cheeks of her ass and supported her assault and helped her pound my cock full depth in her cunt. As she impaled herself on my cock faster and deeper with each stroke, her petite tits actually began moving in cadence with her humping me. Now her petite tits started bouncing, well a little bit of a bounce. Laughing, she grabbed both of her tits in her hands to stop them from bouncing. I wished that she would have let them bounce free. She looked down at me and at first smiled and then called out somewhat loudly, "Is your cowgirl riding you good honey?" "Well what do you think Vicky?"I was breathing fast and my cock was throbbing with her fucking me so hard. I thought about her comment of me being to big for her cunt and that she was the one that needed to go easy on bouncing on my shaft. I wasn't going to last very long with all her passionate pumping of her pussy. I wanted her to turn around and now mount me in a reverse cowgirl position."Turn around and fuck me the opposite way Vicki."I pulled my cock out of her cunt and I got her to turn and face the opposite way with her ass facing to my face. I grabbed my cock and started to guide it back into her pussy when Vicki understood what we were going to do. She grabbed my cock and put in the correct position and rammed her ass backwards impaling my cock deep into her cunt.She groaned at herself for forcing my big cock between her pussy lips too quickly. Vicki then quickly began to once again fuck me with all her passion driving my cock into her cunt full length with each thrust. Again she was driving quite hard and maybe she needed to think about what she was doing. I watched my cock slide in and out for a few strokes when Vicki whimpered, "I want to do it the other way so I want to see your face as I fuck you."She turned back around and I supported her by holding both cheeks of her ass as she pushed my stiff cock between her now puffy and swollen pussy lips and into the warmness of her cunt.I now put my arms around Vicki and had her lean forward over me. I kissed her nipples as I slowly stroked and Vicki began to see what I was going to do. She now knew enough to stroke and be in rhythm with me.When I stopped kissing her tits, they began to move along with our stroking movements. Vicki watched them swing a little back and forth as she smiled at me, obviously enjoying their swinging motion as we moved gently together. I became very excited watching her tits move in motion knowing I was reaching this young woman emotionally with visions and feelings that she supposedly never had experienced with anyone before. Those were her words!"I can tell you like to see my tits move as we fuck together, don't you."I panted out a soft yes. Vicki was reacting now to what she was feeling her head would go back and her eyes would close while she purred like a kitten. She was going to places and experiencing feelings all by herself and she was not going to last much longer without cumming. I slowly wrapped my arms around her while pulling her down and told her to just lie on top of me and let me slowly pump. I also wrapped my legs around her legs and held her tightly. "Please fuck me Bobby. I also love you to talk dirty to me, it excites me. If you don't want me to talk dirty just tell me. But keep teaching me what to do to you too.""Vicki baby, fuck my cock any way you like and talk dirty to me all the time if you like, do you understand?"I kissed her ear and then put my tongue into her ear. She reacted strongly to the intrusions of my tongue and moaned softly. I whispered sweet nothings into her ear and told her how good a lover she was and the feelings she was causing me to experience as we "made love." Vicki was now fucking me with hot passion. Murmuring and breathing hard muttering unintelligent words to no one in particular. Then she bit me on my shoulder and did not let go for a second. It was the final rush for me. I was ready to cum and I whispered, "I'm going to cum. Do you want me to cum in your pussy? I can't stop pumping." She changed her rhythmic stroking with me... we were doing deep slow gentle strokes together. I could tell this was going to be a gentle, quiet and deeply felt climax by me and I hoped with Vicki. I felt her trying to close her legs together as we moved."Oh Bobby, I'm beginning to tingle in my belly and other places." Then Vicki was looking down into my eyes as she shuddered. I felt the convulsive rippling of her stomach muscles as she began her climax. Her pussy tightened as she placed her face alongside my ears and softly and emotionally whispered, "Oh Bobby! I think I'm cumming, I think I am! Come with me now. I want to feel you cum in me." Her few words were then followed by a deep passionate moan and then a sigh of satisfaction. I pushed my cock in full depth and began to erupt inside her as she reacted with another moan to my filling of her cunt with my climatic spurting of love juice. Vicki went quiet for a few moments before whispering to me, "Oh what you have done to me tonight has caused me to have all these new feelings are more than I ever imagined could occur being sexual. I just never knew!"She went quiet for a few minutes just thinking about all she was experiencing while she was being fucked."I think I could feel your cock get bigger inside me just before I could feel you squirting your cum in me. I love what we are doing together. Every part of me is tingling. It is not stopping, even right now!" All movement between us had stopped and we shared the feeling of our combined climax in silence. The cheeks of my ass and the front of my legs down to my knees tingled with the onset of my climax. Then there was a rush of intense feelings on the cheeks of my face along with the back of my neck and the top of my head. My hair on my neck and head felt like it was standing up! Damn, she got my toes to cramp with her passionate fucking! I was now exhausted from fucking Vicki.We lay together for some time with Vicki on top of me until I went soft and my cock slipped out of her very wet pussy. I held her close to me and rolled her on to her side as I continued to hold her close kissing the tip of her nose and eyes. We then both closed our eyes for what was supposedly to have been for a minute or so.***I awoke suddenly to Vicki's stirring in bed with our arms entwined. The sun was showing brightly through the window quite high in the sky. Jeese, we had dozed off and had slept together completely nude wrapped together in each other's arms for some time. We could have been compromised so easily as we lay nude in our sexual embrace in a deep sleep. But luckily no one would ever come here looking for Vicki today. Maybe another day but not today!Vicki awoke with a smile and a "Hi" as she viewed my smiling face across the pillow. Then she became aware of the bright sunshine. "What the hell time is it? It should be night time for hells sake. Oh hell, the girls at the fraternity house will be worried since I did not call and say I would not be home for the night.I just smiled back and kissed her on her nose. Smiling she started to make a moved to turn over and get out of bed when the smile evaporated from her face. "I'm all wet and... Good lord the bed is all wet and cold under my back. You did this to me. Oh jeese! I'm all sticky and stuck to you. I'm all wet up my back too. How did you get me so wet? Ooooh hell Bobby, yuck. I feel like I'm lying in a cold puddle. What the hell did you do to me last night?" I just smiled and kind of just shrugged my shoulder a bit."See what you just did. You just don't care. You did this to me! I think you need to take a shower with me and wash all this sticky stuff off of me." "Now that's the first good idea you've had this morning Vicki that I agree with."I rolled over to the opposite side of the bed so as not to roll through the wet spot on the bed. Vicki rolled off her side of the bed continuously complaining about her wet condition. She stood up naked and looking down at her body to I guess to see the full extent of our combined cum on her body. I walked around to her side of the bed on my way to our together shower activity. All I heard from Vicki was, "Oooooh you. Look I'm still leaking." Then laughing and looking at me, "Damn you Bobby I ache when I try to move and take a step! I think you've gone where no man has gone before like they say in the space program. I may not have been cherry but you definitely have stretched me open much more than I have been stretched before."She continued stuffing tissues between her legs as she started to gently shuffle towards the shower. She looked like she was walking on egg shells. I followed along just trying to keep a straight face and not laugh because that would have got me in trouble."We need to take a shower before we go to town. Let's take a shower together if no one will be coming.""I don't think we have time to shower together. If we shower together we will start things going again once we are in the shower!"Vicki's smiling comment was, "So!" And then after a short time of quiet."I've never taken a shower with any one in my entire life. How would you like to the first guy to shower with me?"I told Vicki that I would love to be the first one to shower but that I knew what she was trying to do. I told her that she was going to try to seduce me in the shower! She shrugged one shoulder while still in bed saying, "So!" Then she volunteered that her pussy ached so much that she did not think she could fool around until much later. With that statement I agreed to shower with her.We showered without any serious sensual endeavors. Each of us soaped down each other's body with giggles and some serious kissing and dancing together of our tongues. But there was nothing serious to speak of. Vicki once again commented on just how much her pussy was aching but that she loved what we had done together. I was surprised about several of the things that she had said about her lack of being sexual for a long time even though she fucked like a rabbit in my bed. She sure knew what to do to please me. I thought that there was a conflict in what she did sexually and supposedly what she knew.Vicki was very concerned with her being out all night and wanted to make an appearance at the fraternity house. While I dried her back she looked over her shoulder and cocked her hip along with a sexy stance exposing a portion of her tits for my viewing."Am I invited to stay with you for the afternoon and maybe longer?""Absolutely! If you got the time to be with me, I would love your company.""Well then this gal needs to get her survival stuff and some PJs if you want me to stay!""You will need PJs and what is survival stuff.""See you are just a typical guy that doesn't understand woman! Survival stuff is makeup and stuff to make me positively beautiful all day long. Oh, and my bikinis just in case we get back in the pool or the hot tub.""Hey Vicki, how come guys never need survival stuff?""I don't know. Maybe they just aren't smart I guess!"We opted to get a coffee at a fast food restaurant to save time. And then we were off to get her survival stuff and bikinis at the fraternity house. I thought to myself maybe the afternoon will be as good as last night after I get a bit of food in her belly! I'll keep my thoughts to myself and see what ideas Vicki comes up with after we dine out!Half way on our drive to the frat house we approached a scenic view overlooking a reservoir. Vicki had been quiet and then asked me to pull over and stop as she wanted to talk to me for a minute. My first thought was, "Oh damn, here comes the drama!" I was right! "I need to tell you this. I really do not know why but I have too." "I've never done it in bed with a guy and I've never taken a shower with a guy... never. How you ever seduced me in a few hours and got me into your bed is baffling to me. Oh, I screwed around in high school and the following two years after high school with a couple of guys that I called boyfriends. But it was not serious. You know, in the car with my skirt pulled up and the guys with their flies open or one guy was really daring he had his pants down to his knees a couple of times. They were all 'quickies'. Oh I thought that I was so cool fucking like that. " Vicki went quiet obviously thinking about her mistakes as she would later say if she commented on those days long ago."Since starting at the university almost four years here I have never been with a guy. Oh I dated guys, but no sex. Can you believe that based on how I've been with you?" Now, if there was ever a dangerous question asked of me, this question was at the top of the list! I cleared my throat and before I could speak Vicki said, "Don't answer that question?""The guys here are just jumping from one girl to the next and the girls go along with being used thinking everything is so much fun. They are just young like I use to be. Some of them will pay for their actions. A couple of the girls in another fraternity that I know about are being treated for an infection. They now know the consequences of so many guys! I made sure that was not going to be a problem for me so I took the no fooling around approach to sex method. I bought a few toys and they satisfied me for quite some time. Well kind of.""About two months ago I started to get horny at the wrong time. Like always and all day long! Over active hormones I guess. Oh well!""I'm known as a really cool and fun date but I'm not there. Nope, I don't go down! I don't have round heels! I'm known as the proverbial cock tease and that's all you will get if you date me." "And now that brings me to you! What do you have to say about what I just confessed to you and now that I've gone to bed with you?"All I could think of was drama and more drama. I thought that I had escaped drama when I left the beach house and came back to my apartment. Now I ended up with what I thought that I had left behind. Vicki's confession sounded a little farfetched to me and I did not want to get into any dialog with her. I decided to try and change the subject. I told her that she was an exciting and fun woman to be with. I truly enjoyed all our time together. Vicki smiled and said she was very excited to be with me also and her demeanor changed very quickly. She gave me a quick gentle kiss on my cheek and then winched because of her little aching pussy I guess. Thank goodness for small favors. Off we went with Vicky reminding me to go easy over the bumps in the road since she was sensitive in selective places.When we arrived at the frat house Vicki said she needed a few minutes to gather her things and make herself beautiful. I understood what that meant. Park the car under a big maple tree and stay in the shade for more than a little while, much more! Oh well, I could watch the local scenery while I waited. This area was a girl watching paradise for sure. Sure enough! It didn't take any time at all to see gorgeous girls strutting their stuff all around the area. Many used my Corvette as an excuse to initiate little conversations about who I was and why I was there. Soon they all went about their way after flirting and asking me to give them a ride or take them out on a date. I had to explain my situation and they jokingly pouted their lips, through me kisses and said maybe next time! Oh well, win some, lose some! Looking up along the side walk, I could see a set of identical twins approaching me with no bra tits. They tits jiggled about, swung from side to side and bounced about with six degrees of freedom. They were exciting for me to watch as they approached. And I did watch their tits jiggle. Yes I did, and with a big smile on my face as they got close. The twins knew what I was looking at. Both twins sat down on the bench and deliberately struck sexy poses to show off their scrumptious bodies, just flirting and joking about nothing in particular. After once again explaining that I was taken for the moment, one of the sisters gave me a telephone number. "Give us a call if you want to go for a drink and just a fun time with the two of us!""Which of you two has this phone number? I've lost track of who gave me this number.""It's ok. It's our number. You will get both of us on a date!""Both of you together?" "Yup, both of us for fun and games! All day and all night!"I finally got the big picture. Sometimes I'm a little bit slow after a long night. "Ok, but tell me your names.""Call the number for a date and you'll get our names."With that, both girls stood up in unison and strode off both asses swing in sync. In fact everything they did was in sync just like they had practiced their movements. I watched mesmerized for a minute as they walked along. I had to ask myself "Were they for real?" It was then that I noticed that I had a wicked hard on. Well there would only be one way to find out if I was serious! It was then that my thoughts were interrupted by Vicky approaching."Hi! Did you keep yourself occupied with all the scenery? The girls inside watched you through the window. They said you didn't know which way to look first!" Vicky was still walking slowly and carefully as she approached me; one foot in front of the other. She was wearing a light summer dress that displayed her nipples, each one prominently sticking out through the light silky material. The dress flared out at her hips. The pleated skirt flipped from left to right and she swung her hips. I got up and opened the car door for her."Wow! Now that's a first for many a year. The last time I really remember anyone opening a car door for me was on my prom night in high school!"I had to comment on the protruding stiff nipples that were showing through her dress."Nice puppy dog noses! No bra this afternoon huh?"With a big smile, Vicky leaned over to distract my vision and pulled up the front of her dress to show me her auburn hair covered pussy."And you know what else. No panties also! Let's get this car moving honey I'm starved. And watch out for the bumps in the road."I thought to myself this might be a fun afternoon and maybe night. Looking back over time, I turned out to be correct.ENDComments to this story can be sent to [email protected] |
highschool.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/highschool.txt | Lori and I had been friends since we were freshmen. Sure, we flirted and teased a little, but I don't think either of us expected anything to ever come of it. I had a girlfriend and I know Lori had been in and out of a couple of relationships.In our junior year, Lori started dressing a little sexier and teasing a little more, not just with me. She was more cute than hot, a very petite girl with light brown hair. She had a little pink dress that definitely got the guys' attention. The silky material clung tightly to her body and then hung loose a few inches below her ass.We worked as editors on the high school yearbook. That afternoon, we were going over a page, with me sitting and her standing. She brushed her leg against my hand and I moved back. But then her leg was back against my hand, more firmly, and I figured "what the hell" and kept my hand still. The feeling of her smooth thigh against me was getting me hard in a hurry.It was near the end of the school day and the rest of the staff was filtering out. Then our advisor said she had a meeting to get to and asked if we could lock up when we were done. By now, Lori was sitting next to me and now it was her chest pushed against the back of my hand. After a few minutes of feeling the silky material and the weight of her breast, I turned my hand sideways, letting my fingers touch her. Lori was still talking about the page, but she had to know what I was doing. I started, ever so slowly, massaging her breast. Suddenly, she said, "I'll give you 15 minutes to stop doing that."We both laughed nervously and then she turned to me and said, "What about the other one?" Now I reached out with both hands and openly massaged and squeezed her breasts. We pressed our open mouths to each other and I dropped my hands to those beautiful thighs, sliding the dress up and reaching the thin strip of nylon on her hips and ass.Lori broke our kiss to suggest we go in the darkroom of our office. I knew I shouldn't cheat on my girl, but there was no way I could stop now. We got to the darkroom and Lori turned on the dim light. She hopped on the counter and we resumed kissing as her dress fell back, completely exposing her little white panties. I slid my hand between her legs and felt the smooth material against her pussy.I reached behind her neck and found the zipper on her dress, quickly pushing it down her back. She slid the dress down her shoulders to her waist. She lifted her hips and the dress came off, leaving her in a white bra and panties. I stood back and quickly stripped, first the shoes and socks, then the shirt and then the pants, pausing before I pushed my briefs down and off. My friend was staring at my thick hard-on with pure lust.She hopped off the counter and told me to take her place. She was short enough that she could suck me standing up with me on the counter. I will never forget the sight of Lori, still in her underwear, taking my cock deep in her mouth. She put her hands on my legs and I held the base of my dick, occasionally pulling it out to rub against her face.Knowing that I had a girlfriend, Lori looked up and said, "If you want me to finish you off this way and not fuck, I'll understand. But I'd love to feel this thing inside me." Without a word, I reached around and unhooked her bra, then hopped off and slid her panties down and off. Back on the counter she went, legs spread wide. I slid my fingers up and down her sopping wet pussy lips. Then I rubbed the head of my cock against them and then I slowly pushed forward."Oh shit," Lori said. "It's so fucking thick." I eased in and out the first few strokes and then started picking up the pace. Lori wrapped those legs around me. I looked at her little naked body and my hard-on pushing into her and it was all I could do to keep from cumming. I changed the pace, fast, then slow, then fast. "God, keep fucking me," she grunted. We kept that up for a few minutes before I motioned her down.I laid a cushion on the floor and she knew what I wanted. She got on her hands and knees and I got behind her. She was soaked and I slipped in easily. Pretty soon I was banging her hard, our bodies slapping together. "You like it?" I asked. "Fuck yeah" Lori said. "You can fuck this pussy anytime you want." I was getting close. "You want my cum?" I said. "Yeah, man shoot it into me."Holding her firm little ass, I gave it all I had, 10 or 15 more frenzied strokes until I couldn't hold it anymore. I sank the whole thing in and fired about five jets of sperm into Lori.After we recovered and dressed, Lori asked if this was a one-time thing. "It really should be," I said. "But if you wear that dress again, I wouldn't bet on it."END |
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down.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/38/down.txt | I was relaxing in my office at home one evening when I heard the sounds of two boys giggling. I looked out the window to see them descending the ladder of their tree house. I had heard them before messing around in there. I didn't know exactly what they did up there, but I had a pretty good idea. Through the tiny window of their playhouse I had seen them both stripping off their shirts and then bending down, like they were also shucking their pants. Then it would always get real quiet there for about an hour. Suddenly one or both of them would make moaning noises, followed by giggling laughter. I got up to look out the window and saw they were both climbing down wearing nothing but their underwear! They obviously thought no one could see them. The house in front was dark. The boy that lived there, his parents were sound asleep by now. They often let the boys sleep out there. Since I never turned the light on at night in my office, they could only see a faint glow from the computer screen and probably assumed no one was in the room. But I could see everything. Especially since the porch light was on, shining into the backyard. The light gleamed softly on their pale little bodies. I felt my prick take on starch and grabbed it through my pants, adjusting it as best I could. They were both about 11 or 12 years old. They were both about the same size, still under five feet, slim and sleek. The boy who lived at the house, Perry, was a lovely blonde, with full cherry lips and big brown eyes. I had lusted after him ever since I moved in, but had barely spoken to him beyond a quick 'hello' if I saw him as I came home from work. His little buddy was a cute little pixie with curly dark hair, shining black eyes and dark tan skin. As Perry's feet hit the ground I noticed that both boys had erections, their little dicks tenting the front of their jockeys. Wow', I thought, if I kept quiet, I might just get a nice little show. I knew what young boys did, knew about their sex-play. I was hoping that's what they were up to. That they might pull out their little cocks and have a 'sword-fight' or play with them in front of each other. What happened was far more than had dreamed! They were a couple of horny, dirty little boys, I would soon find.As soon as Perry was on the ground he hooked the elastic waistband of his briefs with his thumbs and pushed the down his legs, letting them drop to his ankles, then kicked them free of his feet. They landed somewhere in the dark. His thin prick sprang out hard and free. From where I was, it looked to be about three inches long, with a reddish-purple, bullet sized tip sticking out boldly from a soft wrinkle of pink foreskin. His small pink sac hung below, a soft sweaty sac with two pecan-sized nuts shifting within. His pubes looked completely hairless, smooth and silky as a baby's. His thighs were creamy white where the summer sun had not been able to reach. His navel was a tight little button sunk into a shallow hollow in his flat, sun-kissed tummy. The other kid, Sean, was right behind Perry, slipping his own white underpants off and kicking them off his small feet. Both of them were stifling giggles, their eyes shining with excitement in the near-darkness."God, this is so coool!" Perry giggled, "Bein' naked, outside! I feel so horny right now!" He put his hands on his hips and jerked his hips around, lewdly, rotating his pelvis and making his little prick dance around in the night air. Sean pushed his hand under his nuts and pulled his cupped hand up, grasping his brown sac and sliding all five fingers over his throbbing shaft. His eyes were squinting shut with bliss. "Ooohhh..." he moaned, "It does feel great! Real sexy, Perry. I never felt so goddamn horny in my life!" He gripped his dark prick between his thumb and forefinger and jerked on it slowly, sucking in a hissing breath. His prick was a beauty. Longer and thicker than his buddy's, about five inches of dusky meat. His cock crown was pale pink and, when he wasn't jacking it, peeped from a dark and wrinkled hood. His nutsack was wrinkly and deep brown. He had a faint dusting of fuzz snaking around the base of his little tool, just as I had noticed he had over his sensual lips. I wondered if either of them could shoot real cum yet. They had no problem secreting boy-lube. Both kids had a string of it hanging from their pouting piss-lips.Perry stepped over to Sean and gabbed his buddy's cock out of his hands. He stroked it a couple of times. Then he fell to his knees and leaned forward, sucking it into his mouth. Sean gasped. He cupped Perry's head in one hand, toying with his fine blonde hair with his fingers. "Oh, yeah! Suck me, Perry! Oh shit, it feels so good! Sucking my cock right out in the open!" He pushed his hips forward, forcing more of his rigid shaft into the other kid's face. Perry moaned and reached up with his other hand to grasp Sean's tight balls. He rolled them in the tips of his trembling fingers and swallowed his friend's cock to the fuzzy root. His other hand went down to stroke his own throbbing boner. He bobbed his head up and down on the dark little cock in his face, then let it slide from his tightly suctioning lips. Smacking his lips, he let the tip flip free. He looked up at his pal. "Think you can do it?" He asked."Oh, man, I don't know," Sean replied, "Just the thought of it made me so fuckin' hard. And with you suckin' me out here, I'm about to die! Give me a second. Don't touch it or nothin'!""Okay," Perry whispered. He sat on his heels, staring at his little pal's dick, fingering his own prick. I had no idea what Sean was trying to do, but it seemed to take every ounce of his concentration. He closed his eyes tightly and pinched hard on his dick-shaft. Perry looked like a puppy with a treat being dangled in front of his nose, just out of reach. His mouth was hanging open a bit, his eyes wide, his whole face expressing eager anticipation. Sean's brown prick drooped just a bit as he pinched it. His eyes flew open and he looked down at Perry. "Okay, man, I think I can, now," he whispered. Perry seemed to blush. "Do it!" He hissed, "Please, Sean! I want to feel this!"Sean looked up and his belly tensed. Before I could quite believe what I was seeing, a shot of piss flew from his dick and hit Perry's skinny chest!" Sean groaned and a few more drops pulsed out, falling to the ground between them. Then his flow began. It arced out from his hardening prick and splashed down Perry's body. Perry put his hands to his chest, rubbing it around, bathing in his buddy's smelly, yellow pee. "Wow! Feels so hot! Keep it coming buddy! It's so warm! So nasty and warm!" Perry whispered.Sean had a frown of concentration on his lips as he looked down and kept his piss going onto his friend. He pulled his cock up, aiming it up the blonde kid's chest and neck and up into his face. Perry squinted his eyes shut as it drummed against his chin and cheeks. It slid off his face in sheets and dripped down his kneeling body. He continued to rub his hands down his thin chest, over his tiny pink tits and down his flat tummy. "In my mouth, man! Piss it right in my fucking mouth!" he whispered hoarsely. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, his tongue worming around, begging for a taste of pee. Sean giggled and directed the salty stream into his mouth. Perry let it fill his mouth. As it overflowed his pretty lips he closed them and gulped down his mouthful. He opened wide again and Sean filled him up. Sean's cock jerked up in his fingers, swelling up hard and shiny. His piss dwindled down. "Ah, fuck! That looks so hot I can't even do it anymore. I need to cum, baby. Suck me Perry! Suck my dick and I'll shoot you some of my cream!" Perry didn't waste any time. He leaned forward, trapping Sean's pissy cock in his lips. With a moan of satisfaction, he wrapped his lips tightly around it and began to fuck his face on it. Sean sucked in his belly. He grabbed Perry's head roughly and pulled him to his groin. With a muffled sob he pressed Perry's nose into his fuzzy pubes. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" he gasped, panting. Perry was gulping and gurgling with delight. Sean was shooting cum in his happy little mouth. Some of it seeped from his tender lips and ran down his piss-soaked chin. Sean's breathing slowed after a minute. He let go of Perry's head, but Perry stayed in place, keeping the boy's prick in his mouth. "Want the rest, now, Perry?" He whispered. Perry looked up at his pal, his mouth full of cock. He nodded his head. Sean sighed and his prick jerked in Perry's lips. Perrys eyelids drooped with lust as he gulped down the rest of Sean's tangy pee. After another moment Sean pulled his prick free of Perry's lips and held it up for the kid to lick off the last drops. The whole thing had taken five minutes. I watched in open-mouthed amazement. Kids this young were barely supposed to know about sex. And here these two little homos were, playing at water sports! I moved back from the window just long enough to pull my pants down to my knees and free my rock hard fucker. I moved back to the window, jerking my cock, waiting breathlessly to see what would happen next. Part of me wanted to get naked and go join them. But I thought they might be more frightened than anything else and I didn't want to put a stop to their fun. Another part of me got a wicked thrill from spying on their antics. At that moment the computer went into sleep mode and the screen went black. I was completely concealed in the dark as I continued to peep on the horny, naked kids.Perry stood up, his little erection bobbing in front of him. "Your turn," he said softly.Sean groaned and fell to his knees in front of his little buddy. I could see his cock was as hard as ever. It gleamed in the light, shiny with Perry's spit and his own kid-cum. I sure envied those little boys. They had an inexhaustible supply of sexual energy at their age. Sean seemed just as horny as before his orgasm. He pulled on his hard on as he looked up at Perrys pink cock hovering within inches of his full lips. "Youre gonna love this," Perry said. He pinched at his cock shaft like Sean had done until it was bending like a hot dog in his fingers."I cant wait, man. Do it, Perry, please, do it!" Sean squeaked, writhing his torso as he knelt in the dirt. Perrys cock began to spurt a thin stream of pee. The trickle stopped. Straining his belly he got it started again. It drummed against Seans heaving ribs."Awww!" Shit, Perry! Damn, that feels hot! Shoot your pee all over me, buddy!" Sean moaned.Sean did as Perry had done, rubbing his hands over his chest as Perry sprayed him. He scooped up a handful and brought it to his lips, slurping it up and groaning with horny pleasure. Perry laughed and flipped the stream into Seans face. Sean opened his lips, his eyes widening, and weaved his head around until the golden stream was shooting right into his open mouth. He gargled on it, swallowed and moved his head back. He jogged his slim hips up at the boy peeing down on him."Piss on my dick!" He hissed. Perrys lips twisted into an evil smirk. He directed the flow down Seans tummy. He got the flow down to Seans dripping prick, drumming it against the shiny head. He played it up and down the straining shaft and splattered Seans tight nutsack. "Oh, yeah!" Sean squeaked, trying to keep his voice down, but at the same time wildly excited."Piss on my nuts, Perry! Drown em in your smelly pee!" Perry snickered. His little prick was erecting with the hot sight of his buddy fucking his prick up to meet his yellow piss-flow. He finally gave up trying to keep it pointed down and let go. His pissing cock flipped up and sprayed Seans face. He let his arms drop and he hunched his slender pelvis forward, trying to stifle a giggle. He shook his hips around, letting his piss spray free. The hot stream whipped around, spraying them both. Just as the arc of bladder juice began to dwindle, Sean bent forward and captured the spurting head in his lips. He sucked the rest out of Perrys body, and then began to bob his head, taking Perrys thin cock to the root, rubbing his face in his buddys soft, nude pubes. Perry gasped and grabbed the back of Seans head with both hands. He rubbed his fingers around in Seans wet hair, bending at the waist and hunching his groin. "Ooooh! Cumming, Sean! Make me cum good, buddy!"Sean reached up and grabbed Perrys scrotum. He squeezed it hard. Most kids would have been screaming in pain from the way Sean was pulling and twisting them, squeezing the tender cores in his fingers. But Perry had a smile of complete bliss. With a jog of his white ass he groaned and shot! "Yeah... yeah! Oh, fuck!" he gasped. He ground his pubic bone into Seans sucking face sensuously as he spurted his kiddy cum down the tan boys throat. Sean kept up his squeezing on Perrys balls mashing the cum right out of them. Finally, Perry pulled away, his thin prick slipping from Seans still sucking mouth. With a sigh, he dropped to his knees. He put his hands to Seans face and pulled him close. They kissed for long minutes, swapping pissy, spermy spit, twisting their faces as they probed each others mouths.Sean wrapped his thin arms around Perry and hugged him close. He let himself fall back pulling Perry on top of him. They rubbed their piss-wet bodies together as they locked lips. They finally broke their kiss. Perry started licking piss off Seans face. That made Sean giggle. Then Perry was giggling, and then they were shushing each other. They went back to kissing. Perry squirmed around on top of his buddy, his pale butt glistening in the faint light. I felt myself getting close and let go of my cock. I didnt want to come yet. I was waiting to see what they would do next. Perry got up and turned, planting his feet on either side of Seans head. He squatted and bent over until he was on top facing Seans feet. He thrust his wet, dirty ass in Seans face and whispered hoarsely, "Eat it, man, eat out my shithole!" Sean moaned and pushed his face into Perrys tight little buns. Sounds of sucking and slurping drifted up, along with Perrys soft moans. Perry stretched out over Seans prone body, his chest grazing the kids hard little poker. He grabbed his pals slender legs and pulled them up. Sean bent his legs and spread wide, letting Sean lift them high and wide. Perry, dove into Seans ass crack with a moan of lust. I caught glimpses of Seans tiny, twitching anus, a dark wrinkled bud, being invaded by Perrys wet, red tongue. The boys rimmed each other for several minutes. The sight and the sounds were maddening. I never imagined seeing two naked boys prick-stiff and wrapped around each other, eating out each others tails. Sounds of wet slurping filled the air. Finally Sean broke his anal kiss and brought a shaking hand up to his little friends butt. He pointed his middle finger and pushed it in deep, making the kid over him squeak with pleasure. Sean used his other hand to spread Perrys pink cheek and then I could just see the little blondes tiny hairless hole being invaded by Seans digging digit. The sight made my dick jump and I had to grab it and stroke it.Perry lifted his head, his face gleaming with saliva and ass-juices. He quickly did the same to Sean, digging his finger in deep and sawing it in and out. Both boys toyed with each others assholes, their slim cocks dribbling drop after drop of shiny boy-slime. Then Perry buried his face in the darker boys groin and slipped his jerking prick between his lips. Sean pulled his finger out if Perrys rosy pucker and replaced it with two. He finger-fucked the boys ass, sliding the fingers deep and pulling them almost all the way out, repeatedly.Suddenly Perry pulled his head up. He let Seans cock slide from his lips. Sean was still probing his little shitter, getting both fingers deep and twisting them around. "Ooohhh!" Shit, Sean, Ya gotta fuck me!" He sighed. He rolled off his buddy onto his back in the piss-wet dirt and spread his legs, bending them up to his gleaming chest. Sean grinned and took the fingers hed had up Perrys ass and stuck them in his mouth, humming with pleasure. He sucked on his fingers like he tasted something sweet and delicious on them. "Cmon, Sean, quit licking my shit and fuck me!" Perry hissed.Sean giggled and turned over, crawling up to Perrys upturned ass. He grabbed his buddys ankles in his large hands and centered his cock at the blondes rosy slit. Without any preliminaries he began to work his cock knob up Perrys butt hole. Perry groaned as he felt his pals dick spread his shit-lips open and felt his fat little erection tunnel into his tender tissues. What a beautiful sight it was, two slender boys, naked as eggs and wet with pee, Fucking around, right down in the dirt, one of them sliding his hard little prick up the others yielding ass. I didnt even notice that I was on the brink of cumming again until it was almost too late. Moaning softly, I let go of my cock again, shivering as it throbbed and leaked a single pearly drop of cum from my gaping piss lips. I bit my lip and willed my cum back down the aching shaft.Sean fell on top of the boy beneath him slamming his cock brutally up the kids tail. He worked his arms under Perry and held him tight as he fucked like a little rabbit. He twisted his body until they rolled on their sides, then Sean was on his back and Perry flopped over him, like a rag-doll. They began rolling in the pissy mud as they mated. They were giggling excitedly as they rolled around like a couple of playing puppies. They were smeared with grime, their skin shining with piss and sex-sweat as they writhed around. My cock bounced in my lap watching the two filthy little kids satisfy their hot lust.Sean was on top again when he thrust his skinny hips and groaned. He threw back his head, looking straight up at my dark window. I could clearly see his face, smeared with dirt, his lips glistening with juices, his black eyes wide and shining like obsidian pebbles. His face was a primitive mask of orgasmic agony. Panting and groaning softly, he held his hips firmly to Perrys clenching buns and shot his wad. Perrys eyes squinted, his lips contorted and writhing as he tried not to scream out loud. He bit his lips hard. I could see jets of clear jism streaking from his cock, lacing his chest in random spurts. He raked his small fingers up and down Seans sides, urging his buddys climax, encouraging his own. Sean fell on top of his buddy again, wheezing, rubbing his naked chest all over Perrys. For a moment they were still as they caught their breath."Man that was wild!" Sean murmured softly into Perrys ear."Yeah. Gosh, Sean, didnt I tell you it would be good? Fuckin out in the open!""Mmm... " Sean replied, nuzzling Perrys neck and kissing it tenderly."Outside and all naked!" Perry continued."Yeahhh... " Sean sighed."Pissin and screwin down in the dirt!""Like a couple a pigs, man!" Sean giggled."Like animals!" Shit, Sean, this is so fucking hot! He rubbed Seans velvety back, lovingly."Yeah. Fuck Perry, Im getting hard again!""Horny bastard!" Perry said, smiling up at Sean."Youre no better. You never lose that fucking hard-on of yours.""Not when youre here!" Perry said, "I love the shit we do. I cant seem to get enough, and neither does my prick!"Sean laughed. "I know what ya mean, man. If I just think about it I get a woody. Fuck, when I was in Math class yesterday, with Mr. Peterson just goin on and on, I was so bored. I started thinking about getting together with you and I threw a boner that wouldnt quit! I had to hold my books over my crotch when the bell rang."Perry giggled. "What did ya do?""Shit. I looked like an idiot, trying to walk outta class with my books in front of me. Peterson looked at me funny, and I musta turned five shades of red. Im sure he knew I was hiding a boner. I had to run straight to the boys room. I hid in one of the stalls until the next bell. When everyone was gone, I pulled my pants down and beat off. I was five minutes late to English, but hell, I couldnt go in with my fuckin cock so hard! Anyway, I didnt care. Thinkin about fuckin with you got me off so good I had a stupid smile on my face the rest of the day!""Yeah?" Perry smiled at his pal."Sure thing, man. That always does it for me when I jack it. Man, thinking about us, and the smell of piss and stuff in the Boy's room, I spurted a big old load, all over my belly. And then you know what I did."Ya ate it, didnt ya," Perry laughed. Sean nodded his head, giggling. "Every bit of it. I never let my cum-juice go to waste. I had cum-breath all day!"Want me ta fuck you, now, man? Im hard as a rock, thinkin about you beatin it in the toilets! How bout it Sean? Want this cock of mine?""Yeah! My hole is itchin for a fuck, Perry. Just lay there, man, and Ill sit on it!" The boy rose up and squatted over his buddys groin. His back and buns were smeared with dirt. He grabbed his butt-cheeks in both hands and spread them wide while Perry pushed his prick up from his scummy tummy. Sean lowered his slim hips until he felt Perrys juicy prick touch his hole. With a sigh he sat on it, until his dirty buns rested on Perrys lap. Sean moaned in lusty pleasure and ground his ass around."Aw, feels go good, Perry! I can feel your cock up there, so hard. Ah, I feel that, the way youre makin it jerk. Do it some more, Perry. Make it jerk around in my ass!" Sean raised and lowered his ass on Perrys naked, slippery groin, fucking himself on the other kids hot pecker. Perry reached up and rubbed Seans slim arms, smiling at him smugly. "Go, ahead, dude, fuck yourself silly," Perry whispered, "Do it real hard and fast!" Sean began to speed up, his lips hanging slack. He bounced his ass rapidly on Perrys pink boner. His breath came in hissing pants. He planted his hands in the dirt on either side of Perrys prone body and used the extra leverage to slam his butt up and down even harder. He moaned softly. Perrys eyes danced with horny delight as he watched his little friend fuck himself. He bucked his hips a couple of times, driving his little cock deep, causing choking whines of pleasure to bubble from Seans cherry lips. He brought his hands to Seans tan chest and diddled with the boys tiny titties. "Like that?" Perry asked, still grinning."Oooohh, yeah! Give it to me like ya always do, Perry. Pinch em hard. You know I like it!" Sean cooed. Perry got his buddys nipples between his thumbs and fingers and pinched at them. Sean uttered a soft cry of pure bliss. "Harder, man, harder. Ah, I can feel that all the way up my cock. Makes my prick-head tingle! Fuck thats great!" He moaned. Perry pinched and pulled at Seans soft tits, stretching his pubescent nipples out from his chest and twisting them brutally.I could hardly believe how sophisticated these kids were when it came to sex. When I was a kid we had never dreamed of such things. If I could talk another boy into letting me suck him that was as good as it got. And here these little over-sexed kids were engaging in rough, raunchy gay sex in front of my spying eyes. My cock ached. I wanted to cum in the worst way. But I was hooked on watching them and didnt want to let my own orgasm interfere with watching the scene unfolding in front of me. I had stroked myself to the brink of climax several times now. Each time I would let go of my cock like it was on fire, just as my sap began to rise. The last two times my cock dribbled milky fluid, the beginnings of my load. Painfully I had willed it back down to my balls. I both prayed that they would finish soon, so I could jack it to a stupendous climax, and that they would never stop. Agony and lust tugged in different directions, the fight between body and mind taking place on the battlefield of pleasure. Biting my lip until I drew blood I focused on the scene taking place just a few feet below me.Sean was fucking so hard and fast now Perry couldnt keep his hands on the boys chest. Instead he raked the kids sides with his nails, from just under his arms down over his sleek thighs. He was meeting Seans thrusting ass with his own hunching pelvis. His ass made a muffled smacking sound in the wet dirt under him."Perry! Smack my ass for me, please!" Sean whimpered."Cant man," Perry said through gritted teeth, "itll make too much noise.""I gotta have a sting on my ass, man," Sean whispered in horny frustration, "Use your nails, buddy, scratch my cheeks! Do it really hard, hard as ya can!""Naw, thatll leave marks. Here," Perry said grabbing the boys ass cheeks in his hands and squeezing, "Hows that?" He squeezed the pillow soft buns in his fists, causing the flesh bulging between his fingers to go white in the dim light."Yesss!" Sean hissed, "Thats good, Im about to shoot, man! Squeeze my ass, buddy, harder, harder!" Sean bucked his hips wildly, driving his horny prick deep. Perry grabbed at the pretty ass in his hands, pulling at the soft pink globes like he wanted to tear them off. I could see Seans pink little ass ring clamp and spasm around Perrys shaft. His toes wriggled and clenched to his soles as he thrashed his head around in boyish ecstasy. My eyes shifted to look between their bellies. Sure enough, Sean was shooting another watery load over Perrys pink chest. He slammed down on Perrys lap, burying Perrys cock to the balls in his twitching shitter. His slim brown arms jerked like he was going into a fit. His little cock flipped up as it spurted shots of thin boy-goo onto his buddys blotched chest. Perry was gritting his teeth and moaning. He was obviously cumming as well, shooting his jism up Seans ass. He clenched at the boys buns, thrashing his head around in the dirt, straining with his whole body to shoot his cum.Exhausted, Sean fell forward hugging his buddy as he gasped for breath. Both boys breathing slowed after a minute. They kissed tenderly, playfully until Sean stretched his legs out from under him. Perrys softening tool plopped from his ass. Seans hole gushed a pool of cum over Perrys legs. "Ah, that was great, Perry. I love feeling a cock up my butt." Sean sighed. He rubbed his face into Perrys slick chest.Me too, man," Perry said, "Nothin like a good fuck.""I wonder what it would be like to have a real mans dick up there" Sean said, "Dont you wish we could get a big guy to fool around with?""Yeah, but there aint nobody around whod do that." Perry said. "That guy next door is pretty hot. I wish we could get him to do it with us." Sean said. My heart skipped a beat. They were talking about me!"Yeah," Perry said, "Hes hot all right. Trouble is you can hardly get him to say more than Hello to ya. I think hes interested, though. I could swear Ive caught him looking at my ass." For a moment I felt a hot flush of embarrassment. I had been caught staring. I wondered if anyone else had noticed. But my lust for these kids overruled my fears. I would have them both, if I played my cards right.Well, Im getting tired of laying here, man, Lets clean up in the pool and get some shut-eye. Tomorrow's the last day of school. After tomorrow we can fuck our brains out and sleep late. Sean got up, a bit wobbly on his legs and helped Perry up. They scampered off to the pool. As I heard them splashing around I finally let myself go. I jerked furiously on my cock until my cum exploded. I soaked the curtains with a huge load of pent up jism, groaning with agonizing pleasure, my orgasm seeing to come from my toes. I fell back in my chair, wrung out like an old dish-rag. I could hardly wait for tomorrow. A plan formed in my mind about how to get in on their sex-play.(Want another chapter? Let me know by e-mail--Author)~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 38 |
lillie.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/lillie.txt | Lillie and John were a nice looking couple in their 30s. In fact, they looked like brother and sister. Both were about 5'6", slender and they even sounded alike. Early in their marriage they discovered that they both loved to drink. It released their inhibitions and brought out their sexual fantasies. They explored the depths of their debauchery and became addicted to sharing dark desires.John couldn't wait to get home from a late shift and find Lillie already drunk. She would answer the door in a little nightie and pretend that John was a plumber. She would tell him that her husband wasn't home but she could show him the problem. As he entered and followed her he never got over how beautiful she was. Slender, lovely long legs, smallest tits with very hard nipples and an ass that made his cock swell.In the kitchen she went to the counter and made him a big drink and finished hers. She told him bottoms up and made him another. She was slurring a little and he could feel his cock getting hard as the booze hit him. He was filled with love and lust for his perfect wife.She took him by the hand and pulled him close and whispered in his ear, "Actually Mr. Plumber, it's my plumbing that needs some attention and I know something that might fix it. My husband won't be home for awhile and I'll bet your big cock would fix my horny cunt."John picked his horny drunk wife up and carried her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. John may have been slender but his cock was huge and throbbing when he stood nude in front of her. He said, "Ok you fucking unfaithful slut, spread your legs and show me your hot cunt." Lillie spread her legs and John "The Plumber" saw her hairy cunt was wet and swollen as he rammed his wild cock deep in her. After only several deep strokes they both screamed in their orgasms and he pumped stream after stream of cum in her fuck hole.As planned, after their fantasy fuck John got out of bed and left the bedroom. He knocked on the bedroom door and yelled that he was home and entered.Lillie held her arms out to her husband and he came to bed and they held each other and John loved her boozy breath. She felt his hardening cock against her sticky cunt hair and whispered in his ear, "Oh John, I hope you aren't mad but your wife has been naughty. The nicest plumber was just here and I was drunk and I couldn't help it, I let him fuck me and now my cunt is full of his cum."John said, "Oh my dear, of course I'm not mad, I love it when you fuck other men. Let me kiss your fucked cunt and drink his cum. I just wish I could have been here to watch."They both realized that this was the first of their fantasies where they talked about other men fucking her and it made them even hotter. John spread her legs and started licking his cum from her cunt and she asked if he liked licking other men's cock juice from her sticky cunt. His cock was frantic and he told her that he hoped she fucked a lot of strange cock and she came hard, holding his head tight against her orgasming cunt.After she came he entered her cunt with his newly hard cock and started slowly fucking her. He told her how much he enjoyed her fantasy and said how much he would love her if she really wanted to try it. She said she would if it was really ok. They finished with a wild fuck.*******Lillie called an old boyfriend during the week and asked him out for a drink, for old time's sake. She bought a new little red dress, mesh stockings and make up. She told John that the old boyfriend had a fantastic cock and she couldn't wait to fuck him, for their fantasy of course.When the taxi pulled up for Lillie she was ready. So was John, his cock was so hard. She had been drinking all day and looked fantastic in her new outfit and makeup. She gave him a boozy kiss, told him she loved him and left.John laid awake and was so excited that he gave up on sleep. Well, he did doze off just as he heard a noise at the front door. His bare cock was throbbing as she staggered into the bedroom. She was so hot looking. Leaning against the bed, legs spread, dress and make up a mess and her hair over her face.She pulled off the ruined dress and was standing there in her panties and stockings. She said she had a fucking that wouldn't quit and a cunt full of cum for him to taste.She straddled his face and pulled her cum filled panties aside and told him to eat her freshly fucked cunt. She was near another orgasm as she watched her husband eat her cunt and drink another man's cum while she told him all about her cunt being filled by another cock and fucked over and over and filled by so much cum that she left her panties on to catch it all for John.After she came again on John's tongue he rolled her over and took her panties off. She watched him stand up, cock huge, and put her panties on. He stroked his cock inside the wet panties and asked how he looked. Lillie said, with a little make up and the right dress he might pass for a woman. He could be there with them and watch her get fucked next time. John thought that was so hot that he added his own cum to the soaked panties.Lillie called the old boyfriend again and said her husband was out of town and she needed fucked again. Plans were made. During the week Lillie shaved his legs, fixed his hair and practiced with make up. When she finished he looked passable. The only problem was keeping his cock from giving him away.On the day of the date Lillie had to laugh when she saw John standing there, hair made up, make up just right, mesh stockings, high heals and a huge cock sticking straight out wet with pre cum. Of course adding panties and the dress would or should do it.She had invited the old boyfriend to their house since her husband was "out of town." They were so excited with the new fantasy that they were both drunk when he arrived.Jim looked surprised when he got there. Lillie introduced him to her friend "Jane." "Jane" gave him an open mouthed kiss and said not to worry about her being there, that Lillie had talked endlessly about the fucking he gave her. They sat on the couch with Jim between them. More drinks and necking and "Jane" came out of her alcoholic haze to see Lillie sucking Jim's big cock. He was nude and really buff. Jim reached over and rubbed "Jane's" mesh covered leg to the bare thigh but "Jane" said she was on the rag so her cunt was out of business.Lillie giggled and said that she bet that "Jane" would love to suck such a beautiful cock. No problem as "Jane" bent over and sucked her first cock. Why not, she had eaten his cum. The pre cum was tasty as "Jane" squeezed it out of Jim's big prick.Jim really got hard as he watched "Jane" eat Lillie's wet cunt as "Jane" kept her hand on Jim's cock. More drinks and Lillie was slurring as she said it was time for some big cock in her cunt. Right on the couch she straddled his cock and "Jane" watched as Lillie rode up and down fucking frantically. Lillie bent forward so "Jane" could eat her cunt while Jim's big cock fucked it. Lillie screamed that she was cumming and Jim started pumping cum deep in her cunt while "Jane" licked cum as it ran out and finally pulled Jim's squirting cock out and finished sucking him off.After Jim left both Lillie and John collapsed into bed. John pulled his panties off and rammed his huge hard on deep into his slut wife's cunt and they fucked hard until they were exhausted. Lillie said what a turn on to watch him suck Jim off and John said he'd do it anytime.Two horny perverts laying there, clad in only mesh stockings, their make up a mess and ready to suck and fuck again and again.ENDOk, suggestions welcome my friends...Jones |
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roommate.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/65/roommate.txt | We've always gotten along very nicely though she is a bit wilder sexually than I am. We never talked about the details of her sex life, but once in a while I noticed evidence that she was willing to do a lot more than I ever would. The most blatant time this happened was once when I heard her get up in the middle of the night and leave our dorm room. For some reason which I still don't know, I got up after a bit to check on her. I wandered quietly down the hall and heard something in the lounge. The lounge was darkened but the television set was still on, though the sound was turned low. I quietly went into the lounge, and looked around the corner into the back of the room. The first thing I noticed in the low light was Rachel, totally nude, on her knees, facing away from me. Then I noticed that she was kneeling in front of a guy, apparently sucking his cock. He was fully dressed, and as I said, she was completely nude and on her knees. I quickly backed out of the room and stood there in shock. They apparently didn't see me -- Rachel since she faced away from me and I presume the guy had had his eyes shut. Perhaps you've guessed that that is not the sort of thing that I do. I went back to our dorm room without revealing myself and never spoke to Rachel about the incident. Though it was a shock, I managed to keep it from affecting our friendship.Recently, I brought Rachel home for a weekend visit to my home town. After dumping our bags at my mom's, I took her out along with two of my best high school friends, Clara and Jack, who have been married since just after graduating from high school. Back then, I had always admired Jack, but he and Clara had been together since 8th grade. Well, that night the four of us stopped at a bar and had some drinks and Rachel hit it off with them immediately. She has always been able to "hit it off" with people, and in fact, can make me feel like she knows my friends better than I do after just a few seconds of conversation. After that, we went to a club and danced some, then Rachel and I came home and had a couple of more drinks with my mom. It wasn't overly late when Rachel and I retired to my room and went to sleep. However, I woke up in the night and noticed that Rachel was gone. Just like back at the dorm, something made me go search for her. I walked into the living room and received the shock of my life! Rachel was across the room sitting down and was partially nude, and Mom was kneeling in front of her, sucking on one of her breasts! I couldn't believe my eyes! Rachel was wearing just a pair of cutoffs, showing her slender body and small breasts, and had a wicked smile on her face. Mom was wearing a nightgown and was making little slurping sounds as her head bobbed. "Mom!" was about all I could blurt out as I rushed over. They continued, apparently oblivious to me. "Mom! How could you!" I said when I could speak again. "Your mom is a frustrated lady," said Rachel. "She hasn't had a man for quite some time, so let her be." I couldn't believe this was happening--I knew Mom hadn't dated much since her divorce years before (in fact I didn't recall a single date) but I certainly didn't know she had any bisexual tendencies!After a few minutes, Rachel gently pushed my Mom away from her breast, smiling at her, led her into the dining room, and gently guided her into leaning forward over the dining table so her toes were on the floor and her body was face down on the table. "Get my purse," Rachel said to me. As if in a dream, I went and got it and handed it to Rachel, who opened it and drew out some K.Y. jelly and a dildo. She lifted Mom's nightgown up to her waist, which left Mom's ass bare since she was wearing no panties. Then she started smearing K.Y. jelly on the crack of Mom's ass! She rubbed it and started pushing it into Mom's rear hole with her fingers. Then she took the dildo, and after smearing it with K.Y. jelly, started pushing it right into Mom's ass! All this time Mom hadn't said a thing, but when the dildo entered her ass, she started breathing hard and grunting through clenched teeth.Part of me was stuck in shock, but part of me was fascinated by the hedonism and I realized that I was really turned on. Rachel kept moving the dildo in and out of Mom's ass, but she said to me, "You haven't had a man lately either, have you?" It was certainly true, but I stood there, mute. "Lay down next to your mom and I'll bring you off," said Rachel. A whispered "no" was all I could muster. "I won't do this," Rachel said, referring to what she was doing to Mom, "I'll just use my fingers on your cunt. You're hot, I know you are." With that, while continuing to work the dildo in and out of Mom's ass, she put her other hand on my ass, slipped it underneath and rubbed my cunt with her fingers through my panties. I couldn't believe the sensation, and was breathing hard in no time. "Lean over the table like your Mom," she said, and I did. She lifted up my nightgown and pulled my panties down to my thighs and started massaging my cunt in earnest. With my hands, I held the opposite edge of the table, and I looked at my mom, who was looking the other way. From the rise and fall of Mom's breathing, it seemed that she had come a couple of times and I was getting close. Then the messaging stopped, and soon I noticed Rachel was putting something on my wrists. It was handkerchiefs, and somehow (with some rope, I think), she tied it over the opposite edge of the table so I couldn't get up. I noticed that my ankles were somehow restrained too. Then she started fingering me again, but stuffed some cloth in my mouth while she was doing it. Then the doorbell rang!I had no idea who it would be in the middle of the night, but Rachel went and answered it, and Clara and Jack came in! I looked at them and almost died of embarrassment, but they didn't seem surprised though they looked a bit amused. My mother stayed where she was, though I couldn't tell if she were tied in that position the way I was. "Yes, she's dying for cock," I heard Rachel say, and Jack came up behind Mom. Jack took off his pants and pulled out his cock. "I just did her ass; her cunt deserves a man's attention." Jack's cock was rock hard, and he started pushing it into Mom's cunt. I noticed that Clara was just standing there, watching interestedly. Then, Rachel stepped out of her cutoffs, got up on the table in between Mom's arms, and sitting on her rear on the table with her hands and feet on the table, scooted her cunt right up to Mom's head. With one hand, she pulled the cloth out of Mom's mouth, lifted her head, and pushed her cunt right into Mom's face. "Lick it, slut," she hissed. I squealed through the cloth stuffed in my mouth, but I'm not sure what I was going to say. On and on they went in silence until Jack came, Mom obviously coming too. Rachel, I couldn't tell, though she seemed to have enjoyed it. Then Rachel stuffed the cloth back in Mom's mouth and the three of them left us, going into the living room, and talked as if nothing like this were happening.Later, they came back, and Rachel said to me, "Now it's your turn, slut." She was smiling at me impishly.Jack came up behind me and started smearing K.Y. jelly on my ass! His fingers probed and pushed, putting more and more fingers in, while I was just about dying of the sensations. Then I noticed that Clara was nude and was getting on the table in front of me just as Rachel had done my mom before. She took the cloth out of my mouth just as Jack pushed his cock right into my ass. My "Oh!!" got muffled as she slid her cunt right up to my face. "I've been waiting years to see this," said Clara.I couldn't believe that this had been my high school friend! My body, which seemed to have a mind of its own, pushed back against Jack's cock, and I licked Clara's cunt with abandon, though I'd never even thought of doing such a thing with any woman before. In just a little while, I came and came and thought I was going to black out. Jack had come to, as had Clara -- there was no question of that, as there had been with Rachel earlier. Afterwards, they stuffed the cloth back in my mouth, untied Mom, and took her away to her bedroom. A couple of minutes later, Clara came back, took the cloth out of my mouth, and untied me. While I was stretching and rubbing my arms, Jack and Rachel brought Mom back out of her bedroom. She wasn't in her nightgown any longer, but was wearing a black bra and high heels, and nothing in between! I immediately noticed what a gorgeous body she had, something I was aware of, but didn't see too often. There was a scarf tied around her head as a blindfold, and between her teeth, she was holding a small whip! "See your pretty mom?" said Clara, who led me into the living room over to where Mom was standing. They turned Mom around, facing the wall, and placed her hands up against the wall as if she were under arrest. Rachel took the whip out of her mouth and brought it over to me. "I think your mom likes other things too! Do you want the honors?" and she held out the whip to me!"W-what are you doing?" I asked, though it was perfectly obvious. "Oh, she wants it, all right," said Rachel; "Do you want to be whipped?" she said to Mom. "Yes," was the whispered reply. Rachel whipped her ass once, and Mom jerked when the whip stung her, but she remained there in the same position. The Rachel handed me the whip and guided me behind Mom. She whispered in my ear, "After your mom gets it, you're going to get it next." She took my arm and swung it around so the whip hit Mom's ass, though not hard enough to do anything. "Say 'whip me'" said Rachel, in a stern voice. "Whip me!" was Mom's whispered reply. I gave her a little, half-hearted slash, then started whipping her for real. "Yes!" said Rachel, as I continued, harder and harder, soon watching Mom's ass jerk at each slash. Rachel finally stopped me and pulled me away. "Will you have to be tied down or will you take it like your Mom?" she asked me. Once again, I couldn't manage to get an answer out, just a mumbled squeak, but I had no idea what my answer would have been had I been able to talk. "Grab her," said Rachel, and Jack and Clara immediately grabbed hold of me and pushed me over the back of one of our stuffed chairs, with my ass in the air. They held me down, and a sharp sting let me know that Rachel had started on me. She stopped after a couple of slashes and announced that she was going to give me ten more. Then she gave them to me, one at a time, pausing several seconds between each one. I could not help but count them to myself. Then, just as soon as I relaxed after the tenth slash, she whipped me again! "That was a bonus" she said. "Put them to bed," she said after that, and Clara and Jack led both Mom and me into my room and us both in my bed!Well, I just lay there, wondering. I thought I heard other things going on in the house, but I didn't get up to investigate. All in all, that night, and the rest of the weekend was the most amazing weekend I've ever spent, and since then, it pops into my mind whenever I play with myself.END |
littlered.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/littlered.txt | Author's Note: I got some feedback from another author named Pleasureboy, and, in the spirit of creativity he issued me a friendly challenge. It was:Put together a story with the following random story codes: mf mF 1st teen reluc oral voy inc cous aunt. And just to make it interesting, include a red bicycle somewhere, related to the sex, an encounter in a closet that does not relate to the voyeurism, and have one very tense scene where there's a extreme risk of getting caught having sex. Here's the clincher: include an ultimate goal in the story that does not relate to the sex at all, and give the two main characters opposing motivations about this goal. Have fun! :> I'm sure you'll do a great job with this. Send me a challenge, with 10 random codes and a few specific details typical of my style. I'll see what I can come up with too. So here is the story that resulted. ***The Little Red Bike That Changed My LifeBy Beating Off Bob Hi. My name's Bobby, and I'm s'posed to tell you all about what happened to us. I mean how we ended up like we are in my family. I remember a lot of it pretty good, but sometimes I can't quite put it into words, you know? So I'm just going to tell you what I know about and Mr. B.O.B. here is going to fill in the rest, cause he's talked to everybody else and all, and I guess everybody else is too embarrassed about things to say it themselves. So he's going to write down their part, cause he's a writer and all. But he says I'm what they call a "pivotal character", whatever the heck that is, so I have to tell my part myself.Anyway, I'll start with the dreams. Because I think that's what set it all off, in a way.Have you ever had one of those weird recurring dreams? You know... the one you have over and over again, and you aren't sure what it means... or you know what it means but you can't stop having it? Well, mine went like this. I kept having this dream that the skin of my face was all thick, and it didn't move very easy, like it was stiff, and all I could see was the sky. I could tell it was the sky because there were clouds against a cobalt blue background. It was beautiful. Then something dark would descend and cover my stiff face, and then it was dark and humid and hot except that for some reason it was good too. And I'd wake up and my dick would be so hard I'd have to beat off to get back to sleep.Pretty strange, huh?And the way I figured out what it meant was strange too. But more on that later. First I need to tell you a little about us. I'm Bobby Wilson, like I said, and I'm an orphan. My parents were flying in a light plane piloted by my Uncle Ralph when it went down in bad weather. I know, all you psychologists out there are already analyzing the dream to be all about how the sky represents them flying, and then the plane crashes, which is the dark thing coming down on top of my face, which represents the inflexible ground, or death, or the face of someone who's buried in the ground or something. And the darkness and humidity and heat are the grave, or something like that. But you can't figure out why I always had the erection, right? That's because you're on the wrong track. The dream didn't have anything to do with how I got to be an orphan. It has to do with what happened AFTER I was an orphan. See I went to live with my Aunt Paula, and her daughter Beth, who was my age, because they were orphans too, kind of. I mean the pilot was Aunt Paula's husband and Beth's father. And we all shared that loss, and depended on each other to get through it. Beth and I were really little when it happened, seven or eight I think, and we knew what happened, but we didn't really understand it. I know that for years and years I thought my parents would miraculously walk through the door of that old farm house one night, and everything would be fine.Of course that didn't happen. Instead, Beth and I grew up together, brother and sister for all intents and purposes, though we knew we were technically cousins. And we spent almost all of our time together. There had been a big insurance payoff, which my Aunt knew all about, but didn't really talk about with us. She didn't want to work the farm, because it had been Uncle Ralph's... well she called it his mistress... so she rented it out for shares of the crop. The heavy work around the house was done by Dub, who was this kind of old guy who wasn't quite right in the head. I don't know what was wrong with him, but he lived in the tool shed some of the time. He'd set up a bed in there, but he had these little nests on several other farms around, and he sort of drifted from one to the other. Everybody fed him while he was living on their property and he sharpened tools, and moved hay bales, and fixed broken things and the like. He was kind of a traveling handyman, which on most farms isn't really needed, but folks mostly felt sorry for him, so they found stuff for him to do. Course at our place we didn't have a man, so we really did have a lot of stuff that Dub took care of. Beth and me were kind of scared of him. He smiled a lot, and he talked funny, and when you're little that's scary. But he could do some work. Yes he could.That meant Beth and I didn't have many chores, and could go pretty much wherever we wanted, for as long as we wanted to. Now, about the time my crazy dreams started up we were 14, and we rode bicycles everywhere we went. Mine was a Schwinn with 26 inch wheels, and it was tough and would take a beating. Beth's was a dull red Roadmaster Supreme that had to be 30 years old, with a leather seat, and it was a boy's bike, meaning it had a bar on it that we boy's called the "ball buster bar". The one on the Roadmaster had sheet metal formed around it that was hollow and it looked a little like a gas tank on a motorcycle or something. Back then I had no idea where that bike came from, or why her mother got her a boy's bike. Now that I'm older I know that Dub got her that bike from an old barn and fixed it up so it would work. But the point is but she had it and she rode it as good as any boy.Which is why, when we were powering down the dirt road that led to the blacktop that led to town, and she was standing up on the pedals, when her left foot went down her right hip had to lift, so her... crotch... wouldn't hit the ball buster bar. And then her right foot would go down and her left hip would rise. Now imagine her doing sixty revolutions per minute. Up down, up down, up down, up down, up down... those 14 year old hips rising and falling, her crotch hovering over the bar, swaying back and forth. And then, when we'd hit a level spot, or maybe a downhill, she'd sit on that leather seat to rest while we coasted a little.And I figured out my dream one day while I was behind her, which is where I usually rode, so I could protect her from traffic coming up from behind us. And out of the blue I understood the dream. Mr. B.O.B, who's writing all this down, says I had what's called an "epiphany."See, I was in love with my cousin. And my face was that seat. Knowing that didn't make any difference though. I mean we were buddies and all. And we spent all our time together, but that didn't mean she felt the same way about me that I felt about her. We often felt completely opposite about things.Like for instance, when we were exploring up in the attic one day and we found this really cool old Grandfather clock. It was tall and ornate, but it had been up there where the humidity changed all the time, and it got cold in the winter and blazing hot in the summer. So all the glue joints had popped and the thing was falling apart.We asked Aunt Paula about it and she said that her father had made it when he was a boy - his father was a carpenter - and she remembered it chiming loudly in the hall when she was growing up. But he died, and then it stopped chiming one day, and her mother didn't want it taking up space if it didn't work, so she had it put up in the attic.Well, that clock became our dream project. We decided we were going to figure out what was wrong with it, and fix it up. But that's where things stopped being the same for us. Beth had this dream that it would be an heirloom that she could pass down to her own children some day, and it would be a hundred years old and still working and all that kind of stuff.But for me, it was an antique that would be worth a LOT of money if it was restored, and that money would be enough to buy a car with, or an air conditioner for the house, or something else Aunt Paula said we couldn't afford.We got in big arguments about it as we carefully took the clock apart, piece by piece, making notes and drawings of how it was put together. So I had no reason to think that Beth was hot for me, even though I had dreams of sticking my face in her... well, you know where I wanted to stick my face.I know things are different now, but back then, in the sixties, you just didn't say the word "pussy" unless you were a hundred percent sure no adults would hear you. I guess that's why I have a hard time using "dirty" language now, even though you can hear it in lots of movies these days.The thing is... I was wrong. Well not wrong, exactly. Clueless is probably the better word for what I was back then. I didn't recognize how she felt about me because I was too stupid to be able to interpret the signals.Like one day when we were working on that clock. We had the case all apart, and had been refinishing it piece by piece, getting it ready to be glued back together. She was working with the stain and a rag, and both her hands were all brown and oily with the stain. She had on a dress that day, an old thin thing that it didn't matter if it got all dirty.She said "Bobby, I've got an itch in the middle of my back. Can you scratch it for me?"So I put my fingers in her back and started scratching and she's ooing and ahing and moving around like a hula dancer or something while she says "higher" or "more to the right". I realized she didn't have on a bra, because her back was all smooth."Ohh Bobby, your fingers feel so nice. Don't stop." she moaned.So I didn't, and was rubbing up and down, all along her back, when she turned around to give me a hug and says thank you, and in the process she raised her arms and my hand touched her breast as she turned.Man! It was so soft. "Sorry" I said, automatically, hoping she wouldn't see what was going on down in my pants. "It's OK" she said, and kissed me on the cheek.And suddenly my arms were around her, and hers were around me, and her brown stained hands were on my back, getting my shirt dirty and we were kissing. I could feel her unfettered breasts against my chest and they felt so warm and soft and big. I got another hard-on.We broke apart and it was suddenly strange, like we didn't know each other."Sorry." I said, reflexively.She stepped back. "Why? Was it so bad to kiss me?""No..." I was at a loss for words. "I just meant..." Hmmm. What DID I mean?But the mood was broken, and we went back to work on the clock. We didn't talk too much the rest of that day, but she kept giving me these looks, like she was studying some kind of bug or something.That night I had to jerk off to get my dick to go soft. I closed my eyes, and felt her breasts through that thin dress, against my chest... and her lips on mine... and BAM! I was done.And then there was THE day. I call it THE day because it was THE day that everything in our lives changed forever. And it's why youre reading this, so it even effected YOU, way back then. How about that?Anyway we were riding bikes, and she was in front of me, like usual, except we were on the dirt road that led to the back 40, and it ran by the pond. We were racing, without admitting we were racing, which meant I'd catch up to her and almost get by her and she'd put on a burst of speed to stay ahead and then I'd make another run and it was just exhilarating.She was wearing Jeans that day and the fashion then was tight jeans, and her butt bobbed in front of me like... I don't know, but I watched it so much I missed the big rock in the middle of the road. My balloon tire hit it and I went flying. I was probably doing 20 miles an hour and I hit the ground HARD.It knocked the breath out of me... you know, like you can't breathe out and you can't breathe in, for a few seconds anyway, and I was blacking out, just lying there, looking up at the deep blue sky.Suddenly Beth's face, and her hanging hair, appeared over my face like magic, cutting out the light. She was screaming right in my face. Then my chest muscles unlocked and I dragged in this HUGE shuddering breath, that felt SO good. And she was crying... her tears falling on my face, as her hands went all over my face and head and she demanded that I say something.So I said, "Ow!" And then she was kissing me like fifty times, on my cheeks and my nose and my mouth and laughing, but still crying.I cried too, when I saw the front wheel of my Schwinn. It was bent bad, and I didn't even think Dub could fix it. And, it was a long way back home.But I have to tell you, that wreck was the best thing that ever happened to me in my whole life, because she offered to let me ride double on her Roadmaster, to get back home so I could get the pickup and come back for my bike. And the way she wanted to do it was for me to sit on that old leather seat, while she stood on the pedals and pumped.So I held her waist, and she bobbed in front of me, that smooth butt of hers rising and falling right in front of my dick, brushing it sometimes. And my hands sort of slid around on her waist too, and my fingers touched her breasts, or at least the sides and bottoms of them.When we rolled up into the yard we sort of fell to the side, because neither of us could get off the bike like we normally would. So we ended up tangled up on the ground beside the bike. Her face was right in front of mine and my hand was right on her side, beside her left breast. She said "I was SO scared you were dead or hurt bad."And then she kissed me. And this time it was an honest to goodness kiss and we both knew it and before I could even think about what I was doing my hand slid around and covered her left breast.And she kept kissing me. And she didn't make me move my hand.Well, that went on for... a while. Finally we had to breathe and she said "Let's go up to my room."I'd been to her room lots of times and, being stupid, I figured I'd gotten all the sex I was going to get that day. I was hard as a freaking rock. I mean it was almost painful, but I sort of moved it over to one side and up high in my pants and followed her as she took my hand and pulled me into the house.***Paula Reed pulled down the clothes that had dried on the clothes line and carried the basket into the house. She loved the smell of sun-dried clothes and was in a good mood. She was thankful for that, because all too often she thought of how unfair life was, mostly to her daughter, who'd lost her father, and poor Bobby, who'd lost BOTH his parents. And both of those kids were so strong and were doing so well. Then she'd burst into tears because she wasn't doing all that well.It was the guilt she hated the most. She'd loved Ralph, no doubt about that, and he'd been a good provider and a good man. But he'd been a lousy lover and she knew that, even though he'd been her only lover. That's because she'd found a couple of Playboys in Dub's nest area in the shed and she'd read some of the articles. She also looked at the pictures, at the fancy lingerie the models wore and how they posed. She'd read those articles BEFORE her husband died, and she knew from them that he was not an imaginative lover... or even a good one.Paula could have posed for those pictures in that magazine. She was what they call statuesque, tall and straight, with a thin waist and firm jutting breasts high on her chest. Her stomach was flat as a board, even after having Beth, and her narrow waist flared into hips that made men's groin's ache when they watched those hips sway as she walked downtown.There had been a raft of men who tried to get her to go out with them after Ralph died. And she was horrified by it. Some of them were just trying to be nice, but she thought of them as ghouls, trying to use her grief to sate their lust. That was what part of her guilt was about.Those men hadn't actually suggested they wanted sex, or that they wanted anything other than to get her out of her widow's black. But she assumed they wanted sex.That's because Paula wanted sex, and she wanted it from every man who asked her out, and every man she saw on the street, and every man she thought about at night while she abused her clitty, trying to cum. But she couldn't quite get there, and she always ended up frustrated.She knew there was something wrong with her, and that she should go talk to somebody about it, but instead, she stayed on the farm, sending the children to town for things until she just HAD to go herself. Then she made herself look straight ahead, and got her business done and left.They called her the Ice Queen behind her back in town. If she could have joined a convent, she probably would have, as long as no men were ever allowed to see her.One way she controlled her lust was by submerging herself in mundane chores, like washing the clothing of the household. Which was why she was in her daughter's closet when her daughter tugged Bobby into the room that fateful afternoon.She'd taken the basket of clothing into the big walk-in closet to hang up Beth's dresses. After that she planned to fold Beth's shirts and shorts and put them in the chest of drawers back out in the bedroom. The closet door had something wrong with it, and it wouldn't stay open, always swinging shut. The closet was actually a dormer, a little room that stuck out from the roof of the house, with a window in the end. There were long bars to hang clothes on down both sides of the room, and odds and ends, old toys and such on the floor against the walls. So, when the door swung shut it was no problem, because the window provided all the light anyone needed while they were in there.Paula had just hung up a dress when she heard the kids come into the bedroom. She reached for the door to push it open, not wanting to frighten them by suddenly appearing after they began doing whatever it was they'd come in there to do. She assumed they were looking for something, or maybe they planned to read. They did that a lot and she always made sure they had books to read. She was convinced that reading made you smarter, and it didn't matter much what you read about either.So, when she opened the door and saw them in a torrid embrace, arms wrapped around each other, lips firmly pressed together, she was astonished beyond words. She saw Beth's hands slide down Bobby's back to his buttocks and cup them, and her knees suddenly felt weak. She had to reach for the doorjamb to steady herself. And when Bobby's hand fumbled between them, obviously feeling her daughter's breast, Paula almost moaned. Her old enemy, Lust, flared in her belly and she looked at them not as a mother, but as a peeping Tom would, vicariously thrilled at what was going on.***Beth pulled me into her room and the next thing I knew we had a lip lock going. It was fantastic. Then she pushed me away from her, breaking our first kiss. My lips felt numb, and I was a little disappointed, thinking again that she was stopping things. Her eyes stared straight into mine, though, and she began unbuttoning her shirt. I just stared. I didn't know what else to do. She was bare under it, and I saw her breasts for the first time. It was just like when I had hit that dirt. I couldn't breathe. Her breasts were perfectly round, like somebody had found a way to cut a balloon in half and make it keep its shape. Then they had put the halves on her chest. The tips were brown and her nipples looked a lot like my own, except they were larger than mine. I got in a little air as she unfastened her jeans and slid them down her legs. Now part of my brain knew what was happening here, but most of whatever was in my head just couldn't quite grasp that it was actually... happening."Take your clothes off," she said softly, playing with the waistband of her white cotton panties.I had a sort of short circuit that sometimes happens when a man's mind is shocked by a situation. I remember saying "I don't know," which didn't make any sense in that circumstance.Beth, who had that women's intuition that men can't understand, translated that correctly and she said, "It's going to be OK Bobby. Take your clothes off for me... please?"Well, the upshot is that my hands just wouldn't move and I needed help, and she helped me, speaking softly and touching me gently, like a hostler does to a spooked horse when he's trying to calm him and get a halter on him.And from what she described later, I responded like that horse, all wild eyed, and jittery and shaky as she got me naked in her bedroom. She told me later my prick was everything she'd hoped it would be, though, at the time I thought she was horrified by it. She looked at it and her face got all scrunched up and she was breathing hard. I thought she was going to scream and tear out of there. Instead, when she saw it she skinned off her panties and herded me toward the bed."I want to do this Bobby," she said, in her perfectly reasonable voice. She didn't have to say what it was she wanted to do. I had a fairly good idea what she wanted, or at least what I wanted her to want. And there was a beast inside me that was perfectly willing to perform the task she wanted performed. But I had this upbringing, though, and it said I couldn't do this, and I thought it was strong enough to keep that beast in check. I thought I could tell her that it wasn't right and I wasn't going to do it.Until she lay on the bed and pulled me on top of her.***Paula was in agony as she watched through the crack in the door and saw her daughter manipulate the boy. It was clear to her who was in charge out there. She felt the guilt, thinking that it must be something in her blood that she had passed to her daughter. Girls just didn't act like that. Not good girls. Then she saw Bobby's penis and her lust flamed up. Bobby had entered his growth spurt, and his cock was fully the size her late husband's had been. It was rampant too, as her daughter bared it, ready to fill a woman, prod her, make her feel good. And it was clear that her daughter intended to do just that. She wondered how often they had done this before. The itch in her loins nagged, wanting something done about it. She lifted her dress and slid her hand into her own panties. Sweet relief made her pussy squirt and she hastily pulled her panties off so they wouldn't get soaked and broadcast the odor of her arousal later. Then, her fingers firmly planted in her pussy, she stared greedily as her nephew mounted her daughter.***My memory of what happened on her bed is spotty. I think I was too unprepared for it in a lot of ways. I had thought a lot about her pussy coming down on my face, and had dreamed the feel and smell and taste of that, but I hadn't figured on losing my virginity to her. So I s'pose the best thing is just to say what I do remember.I remember my cock being so hard I thought it might shatter if something hit it, and I remember the feel of her hand on it.I remember her grip, not hard, but firm. I remember looking down and seeing her pull the tip of my cock and press it right into her pussy mouth. I don't remember deciding to do it, but I remember lunging forward... hard.I remember this whimpering cry she made when I did that, and the shame I felt at hurting her. I remember her hands on my back, moving, stroking, and knowing then that she didn't mind the pain. I'll never ever forget the feeling I had when I realized that she still wanted me inside her after I hurt her, and the feel of her hot, tight sheath wrapped around my prick. *** Bobby would never be able to dredge up the little details Beth would cherish in her heart for years as the man she had chosen to be her mate filled her for the first time. She would remember the feel of his skin, the smell of his hair, the dirt from his crash that was still on his cheek. She would never forget being gloriously filled with penis, and waiting for that penis to spurt hotly, thrusting her hips up as his slammed down. She would always remember the violence when he took her and made her his woman. She hoped it would never stop. She had dreamed of what romance would be like when she chose to give up her maidenhead. She says it was perfect in every way... except for... Well, you'll understand that soon enough.***Sophie entered the house looking for her sister. She had brought a warning and three bushels of tomatoes and was ready to spend the afternoon doing some canning and gossiping. "Paula?" she called out. "Hello? Anybody home?" It was quiet in the old house. "Yoo hoo!" she called, and then listened. There was a noise. It was coming from upstairs. They must be up there. She went to the stairs and started up, clomping from step to step. "YOO HOO!' she called again. "WHERE IS EVERYBODY?"***I was about fifteen or twenty seconds away from making Beth's dream of being fertilized come true when Aunt Sophie's voice came floating up the stairs and through the door to Beth's bedroom.Panic ensued.Beth literally threw me off of her, and my prick made this strange sucking wet sound as it was jerked out of her."SHIT!" she said. Now THAT'S something I'll remember for the rest of my life. I had never heard Beth use a curse word in my whole life."She can't find us here like this," whispered Beth urgently. "She'll tell momma for sure. We HAVE to hide you!" She looked around wildly and her eye fell on the closet door. "Quick... Get in the closet. HURRY BOBBY!" she was frantic now as her aunt's cheery voice got closer and closer.I darted for the door, scooping up my clothes on the way. I jerked it open and ran through.I ran right into... somebody, who clapped a hand over my mouth and pulled me deeper into the closet, letting the door swing shut.***Beth had just managed to get the bedspread pulled over her naked body when her aunt's head poked in through the door."Beth? Honey? Are you in here?""Hi Aunt Sophie. I was just taking a nap. I wasn't feeling too well." Beth tried to sound sick."Oh, that's too bad dear. Where's your mother? We're supposed to do some canning today.""I don't know Aunt Sophie. Wasn't she downstairs?" Beth's lust had faded completely and she couldn't believe she had practically raped Bobby not even knowing where her mother was."I didn't see her. How are you feeling? Do you need me to make you some broth?" She started to come into the room.Beth waved. "No, I'm fine now. Really, I think all I needed was a little rest. Why don't you go find mom and I'll come down and help." Beth didn't really want to help, but she did want her Aunt to leave so she could get dressed and get Bobby out of her closet.When Aunt Sophie left Beth leapt out of bed and ran to her dresser. She grabbed a T shirt and pulled it on, then slipped into a clean pair of shorts, leaving her panties off. She headed for the door to the closet.***When I felt someone pulling me into the closet I panicked. You have to remember here that I had just been doing something I knew I wasn't supposed to be doing, so I was pretty fired up anyway. My cock was still stiff as a board and I was going to have a case of the blue balls. I took in a breath to shout, but that hand cut me off by covering my mouth. "SHHHHH!" came a loud whisper in my ear. About the same time I realized the hand covering my mouth and the whisper both seemed feminine some how, I was whirled around by a wild eyed Aunt Paula. With no warning of any kind, she kissed me, and I'm here to tell you it was the same kind of kiss I had been sharing with her daughter only moments before."I'm sorry baby," she gasped, "But I'm so hot I can't STAND it any more Bobby... PLEASE... I HAVE to do this." She pulled on me and I felt myself falling on top of her. Somehow her dress was up around her waist and she was NAKED under there and her hand was on my prick and she was pulling it toward her pussy.It was that deja vu stuff. She did it almost exactly like Beth did.And I did the same thing. I shoved... hard. But then it was like everything was in slow motion. I felt my prick slide into my Aunt's pussy, like a quarter of an inch at a time. I remember thinking it was strange how tight she was, and how hot she was, and how soft she was and how good she smelled, just like Beth.And like Beth she said things... things that made me crazy. She was begging me to fuck her. Her voice was in my ear, urgent, pleading for me to FUCK her. She used that word, the first time I ever heard an adult woman say it. "FUCK ME BOBBY!" she groaned in my ear. "FUCK MY PUSSY BABY, I'M ON FIRE!" Well, slow motion speeded right up and I flexed every muscle in my stomach as I thrust my penis into my aunt. I slammed in so hard I heard my naked stomach slap against hers with a SMACK that I was sure Beth could hear out there.BETH! And Aunt SOPHIE! They were right outside the door! Aunt Paula was making moaning sounds that were getting louder and louder."Shhhhhh," I said into her mouth. "Aunt Sophie's out there!"But I guess Aunt Paula was already caught in the throes of an orgasm, her first in many years with a man's sexual organ inside her. She was gasping for air, almost frantic with the need to feel what she craved most of all - hot spunk flowing into her pussy. "Cumming... cumming... cumming!" she chanted, until I did the only thing I could do. I covered her mouth with mine and crammed my tongue into her mouth.***Beth heard a noise in the closet. She hoped Bobby hadn't tripped on something and gotten hurt. Her hand touched the knob. The door wasn't latched and she pulled on it."BETH!" came Aunt Sophie's cry behind her. Beth almost jumped out of her skin and let go of the door handle. "I can't find your mother ANYWHERE! I'm starting to get WORRIED! Come help me right now!" She crossed the room, grasped Beth's wrist and pulled her toward the bedroom door. Beth looked over her shoulder helplessly at the closet door. Bobby would have to fend for himself.***In the closet, I decided the best thing to do was give her what she seemed to want, and that was a pussy full of my seed. I didn't think about it in those words back then, but we get a bit more articulate with age, so cut me some slack as I describe what happened. I didn't know if or when Beth would open that door, or Aunt Sophie either, so I pounded my aunt for all I was worth until she started shaking like a leaf in a September wind. Then I let go and just filled her up with my teenage cum. When she felt it suffusing her pussy she froze, gripping me tightly. A low animal sound began in her throat, rising up the scale in an alarming way that I knew would probably wake the dead when she got to the end of it. I started pulling clothing from the hangers above us and covering her face, trying to muffle the sound. She thrashed and began making barking sounds under an ever increasing pile of shirts, dresses and coats until I was afraid she was suffocating. I stopped and got to my knees, my wilted penis hanging desolately between my naked thighs. I stared at my Aunt's pussy, which was brimming over with my spunk.I had no idea of what to do now. I was no longer a virgin. I had just fucked my Aunt half to death. She had obviously seen me doing the same thing to her daughter. Now she was making sounds that sounded like she might have gone crazy. I had a feeling things were going to get very strange, very quickly.Clothing flew every which way as Aunt Paula uncovered herself. Her barking was actually laughter, giddy ecstatic laughter. She told me later that she realized that a great deal of the pain and suffering she had been putting herself through was the simple result of a lack of good sex. She had been horrified that she got turned on by watching her nephew fucking her daughter, but from the instant she got my hard cock in her own pussy she knew it was the right thing for her to do. At least for herself.She threw the last coat off of her and sat up. I was squatting, staring at her, looking like some lost boy from some tribe somewhere that went naked all the time. I was still panting, and it made me sway. I could feel my penis swaying between my legs too. I'm sure I looked scared to death. I was.She smiled, as widely as she could make her mouth go. "Thank you Bobby," she said softly. "You have no idea how badly I needed that. Are you OK?"Her solicitousness, and such a typical question from my Aunt gave me the branch I could grab onto to keep from sinking into the quicksand of hysteria. She sounded so normal and it made me feel more normal. I couldn't talk, though, so I nodded my head, bobbing it much more than needed to get across that I was answering "yes"."Good. Bobby? I'm sorry, honest I am. I didn't mean to scare you. I'll have to explain it later honey, but I want you to know you did everything just right, and I'm not mad and I hope you're not mad either. You can't breathe a word of this to ANYBODY until I explain it all to you, OK?""Uh huh," I nodded again."And Bobby?""Uh huh?" It was working for me so I stuck with it."That's NOT the last time we'll do that, OK honey? Will you do that for me again? Please?"That finally got me back onto solid ground. Her simple statement made everything seem more normal. "OK," I said softly. I mean who was I to tell my gorgeous Aunt that I wasn't going to give her sex any more. Now THAT would have been crazy.She leaned over and brushed my lips with hers. "Good. Now, we've got to get out of here. My sister is somewhere in the house, and she doesn't need to find you looking like that. I'll go first, and you find your clothes and put them on. I'll get them all in the kitchen somehow and you slip out the front door. Then come in the back like you just got back from somewhere. Got that?"I nodded again and she was up and out the door.***Paula could hear her sister and her daughter stomping around downstairs, calling out her name. She slipped out the front door. Bobby's sperm was running down her legs now, so she went around the side of the house and, lifting her dress, squatted and turned on the spigot on the side of the house. She had just finished cleaning herself up when a shadow fell across her. Horrified she looked up to see Dub standing there, a silly grin on his dirty face. He was holding out an old red bandana, offering it to her to dry herself with."Ma'am," he said, as if seeing a half naked woman washing her lover's sperm off her legs was something he saw every day of the year.Paula, almost unable to say anything at all, forced her panic down and stood up. "Thank you Dub" she said weakly.He grinned and bowed and then took her elbow and pulled her back around to the front of the house. "They callin' you." he said softly.For some unaccountable reason, Paula's nerves settled and she felt quite peaceful. "Thank you Dub," she said again, more forcefully. "We'll expect you for supper."Dub grinned and nodded happily.Paula looked at him. "And you can come in early and take a bath tonight. I'll wash up your clothes. I've got some things my husband used to wear that I think might fit you OK. You can eat in those and change back to your own things tomorrow. Is that OK?"Dub bowed again. "Yessum. That be fine," he pronounced it 'fan' He turned to go toward the shed where he slept when he visited and Paula went up the steps and into the house... loudly."What in the world is all the racket?" she yelled.Sophie literally RAN into the front room. "THERE you are. Paula I thought you were DEAD!""What on this green earth are you babbling about Sophie? Why would I be dead?""That... that... that THING left Josie Callum's this morning and said he was coming here!""Thing?" asked Paula."That crazy man. That Dub person." said Sophie, fanning herself."Dub's a fine person!" said Paula stoutly. "He does good work and he's a nice man.""He's creepy, that's what he is." said Sophie firmly. "I don't see why in the world you let him come around here. Why... what if he raped you or something?"Paula flushed bright pink at Sophie's reference to things sexual. She imagined she could feel Bobby's heavy spunk soaking into her womb. "Sophie Dub does good work for me and I won't have people in my house talking such trash about him. He'd never hurt a fly and nobody ever says he ever has." Paula decided to needle her maiden sister a little. "Besides, you should get to know him. You've run off every single man in the county, what with being so picky about men. Maybe Dub could give you what you need!"Paula's obvious reference to the virginity Sophie loudly claimed she still possessed, even at age 32, got Sophie all fired up. "Just because some women go around and fall over on their back for any man who comes along does NOT mean that I'm a loose woman and would do the same. And CERTAINLY not with that... that... that... creature!"Beth, head down, trying not to be noticed and blushing furiously because she had just 'fallen over on her back' for Bobby, cut up tomatoes like a pro."Well, if you change your mind, you'll get your chance tonight. Dub's here and I invited him to supper.""WHAT!? Why I could never EAT with that man," whined Sophie."Then go hungry for all I care" said Paula. She was disgusted with her sister's prejudice.Because the conversation had soured, and because Beth didn't want to talk at all, the canning went apace and got done in record time. About half way through there came a scratching at the back door. Paula went and found Dub, grinning, his hat in his hands."Bath?" he reminded her.When Paula brought him through the kitchen that set Sophie off again, talking about how dirty he was, and how you couldn't actually tell what color the man was. Paula looked daggers at her and took him to the big bathroom that had the cast iron tub in the middle of the floor. Paula drew him a bath and stood outside with her arm through the door, waiting for him to hand out his clothes. When he did she said "I'll bring you some of my husband's clothes in a bit. You just enjoy your bath. Then she took his clothing and put it in a tub of hot soapy water to soak.***After my Aunt Paula left the closet I found my clothes and put them back on. Then, because things had been so strange that day, I got kind of goofy and decided that I couldn't go back down THROUGH the house, cause I might get caught. I mean by that time nobody would have noticed anything odd. I mean I lived there, right? But I was feeling froggy, so I decided to go out the dormer window and crawl down off the roof so I could come in from the outside.It was a pretty good plan too, except there was no way down. I didn't trust the down spouts, and there were no trees close enough to the house to jump to. So I went back to the window, which had slammed shut and the paint stuck and I couldn't get it open again. The only other dormer on the roof was the closet for my Aunt Paula's room. I went over there and, holding my breath and hoping, I pushed on the window. It slid up smooth as butter. I climbed inside and looked around. It was even more crammed with stuff than Beth's closet, and a whole bunch of boxes had been stacked up blocking my way out. I was going to have to move them. I reached for the first one when I heard the door to the closet open with a "creeeeaaaaaaakkkk" of hinges that need oil.I froze.***Paula went back to the kitchen to help finish up the canning and forgot poor old Dub. The man in question enjoyed his bath quite a bit, having found some bubble bath beads and used them to make a mess with. But he smelled wonderful and he was clean as a whistle when he got out of the tub and dried himself off.Dub was the way he was because he had gotten into the ring at a carnival with a professional fighter. If you could stay in the ring for three rounds you won a hundred dollars, and in 1958 that was a lot of money. Dub was 18 and full of piss and vinegar, but he got his brain rattled so hard that he was never quite right again. He wasn't stupid or anything, he just didn't process information the same way most of us do. If he had enough to eat, and someplace to sleep, and something to do that helped people... well, he didn't need anything else.So he knew he was supposed to get some of Ralph's old clothes and put them on. And, having worked around the place for years - he was 28 now - he knew where Ralph's old clothes were. They were up in Miss Paula's bedroom closet. So, naked as the day he was born, Dub left the bathroom and padded up the stairs to that closet to see what he could find to wear.***The "disaster" as Sophie later called it, happened on the very last jar of tomatoes they put up. When the jar came out of the water bath, it was slippery and hot, and Paula dropped it. It hit just so and shattered and wet, hot tomatoes went everywhere. Quite a lot splattered all over Sophie's gingham dress."OH! OWW! NOW JUST LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" she screeched.Everything with Sophie was some kind of emergency, or catastrophe. "My dress is just RUINED. This will NEVER come out!" she moaned."Oh just GIVE me that," barked Paula. "I'll put it to soak and it will be fine.""You can't be suggesting that I should stand around here naked!" huffed Sophie. "My under things are soaked too, you know.""Don't be such a baby. Bobby's outside somewhere, and Dub's in the bathtub. Just give me your clothes and go get something out of my closet to wear. Everything I have fits you too."***Now I know you see which way the wind is blowing here, but I have to tell you that if I hadn't been hiding behind those boxes in that closet, you would never have known what happened, because Sophie sure wouldn't have told anybody. But I WAS there, and while I didn't see anything, I can tell you what I heard.First off, when I first heard the door open I heard some mumbling and humming and such that I recognized as coming from Dub, that handyman I mentioned earlier in the story. I didn't know what he was doing in that closet, but I didn't want to explain what I was doing there, so I sat down and just waited for him to leave.Well, while I was sitting there waiting for him to leave, I heard that creaky door open again, and from what I could hear Dub was clear down by my end, going through some boxes. So it wasn't him making the door open.Aunt Paula told me later that she sent Sophie up to that closet buck naked, to get a dress to wear because hers had been messed up in the kitchen. I didn't know that when I heard her voice. SHE was humming to herself too, and she said "Now, let's just see what my sister has that's fit to wear."Then it all went to pieces."WHAT? What are YOU doing here? YOU'RE NAKED!""Yessum. You be nekked too.""Oh my WORD you're hung like a fucking BULL!" It was a red letter day for hearing adults cursing."Umm," Dub was a man of few words. Apparently his cock did his talking for him because Aunt Sophie said "I have NEVER in all my DAYS seen a penis that HUGE... and so STRONG looking... and so VIRILE looking. DON'T YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT YOU... YOU... YOU!""Yore awful purdy Missy.""On my WORD it's getting HARD! Oh my, I feel faint. I don't believe I can move. I'm going to have to lie down. Now don't you get any ideas about ravishing me young man. My GOODNESS but you clean up nicely. NO! Don't come any closer. OH MY! but that penis of yours is HUGE! and so HARD! And so LONG! And so CLOSE! Now I'm going to have to touch that young man, but ONLY to keep you away from me. I should scream RAPE, but I feel so breathless I just CAN'T. What's your name again?""Ahm Dub Missy. You real soft Missy. You feel nice.""Well, Dub, thank you, I suppose, but you must never EVER tell anyone that I allowed you to touch me. Dub, could you touch me some more? Oh yes, that's nice. Why you're so gentle. I'd never have thought it and OHHHHHHH I can't believe your put your mouth THERE, but it feels SO nice Dub and...There was some quiet then, except it sounded like somebody was eating ribs, the kind that have been slow cooked and the meat just falls right off the bone. Kind of a mushy wet sound and Aunt Sophie was doing too much moaning and groaning to do much talking, so I didn't know exactly what was going on, but for some reason my dream came to mind.But then there was this "OH NO, Dub you CAN'T put that thing IN ME Dub, IT WOULD JUST KILL ME... DUB! Where are you going Dub? I didn't mean it would REALLY kill me. Now, you get back over here right this instant. That's a good boy. Yes, it's OK, I've done this before. You won't hurt me." "Ohhhh DUB."OHHHH DUB!"Well, it went on like that, and I knew what was going on, and I'm here to tell you it went on for a LONG time and Aunt Sophie did some more cussing, and she professed her undying love for Dub and made him promise about ten times that he'd come over to her house in town to "take care of my problems."She almost messed things up though, because when Dub started huffing and puffing and it was pretty obvious that he was about to unload his freight, so to speak, she started in on how he COULDN'T do that inside her, and that she'd just DIE if he put a baby in her.So naturally, being a nice guy under it all, he tried to stop.And she had to get him started again, and this time she figured it out and told him that if he made her feel all nice and wet up inside her she'd make him a pie.Well, it got me going, listening to them go at it on that closet floor, and when they finally left, him dressed like Ralph and her dressed like Paula, I had a feeling that there would be another little Beth on the way before too long.I almost laughed at supper because Sophie wouldn't talk to Dub at all. She just sat there, flushed looking and stared at her plate. I wanted to spill the beans on her just so she could enjoy being around him in public, but she was pretty hung up, so I decided not to.Course I had my own problems at supper, what with Beth looking at me all doe eyed and touching my leg with her bare foot, and then on the other side of the table there was Aunt Paula, looking at me an awful lot too. I was beginning to see that this could turn out somewhat awkward.But I misunderstood my Aunt. She just waited that night until Beth snuck into my room and waited until we got to going, and then slipped in, in the dark and stood there, right by us. I could see her because I was on my back on the floor - the bed was way too noisy - and Beth was riding on top of me. She hadn't gotten her own pussy wetted up with sperm yet, and she was working hard at trying to milk it out of me. Aunt Paula waited until I shot her daughter plumb full of joy juice and then she spoke. "Good evening children."Man Beth jumped so hard she came clear off me and landed on the floor bawling she was scared so bad. But Aunt Paula just stood there in the dark and waited for Beth to calm down and then she said, "Beth, dear, you're too young to be having Bobby's baby, so we're going to have to do something about protection for you if you're going to keep on with this. Are you going to keep on with this?"I can tell you how most girls would answer their mothers, but not Beth. "Yes I am mother. I love him and I'm going to marry Bobby some day."Aunt Paula said, "That's fine, dear, but I love him too, so you're going to have to share him." She didn't ask if Beth would share. She just said it was going to be that way.Well, there was some argument there in the dark. I can tell you that. But it ended up with Aunt Paula taking Beth's place, sitting on my cock, which was all hard again at the thought of going in my Aunt again.And then my dream came true too. I couldnt see the sky, but when Beths pussy came down on my face, the feel, and the luscious smell were just like I had dreamed them. My face wasnt so stiff though. She wiggled so nice and I had such a good time sticking my tongue in her that I just had to shoot my Aunt all full of juice again.And that was five years ago. My, how time flies when youre having fun.Oops, there's the Grandfather clock chiming midnight. I have to go. It's my turn to change diapers in the nursery. If the twins go back to sleep that'll be all, but if they're hungry I have to get their mamma in there to feed them. Her breasts are so much bigger now than when I saw them that first time in her room. And I have to change Timothy too, and if he's hungry I'll have to wake up Aunt Paula so she can feed him. I think she's spoiled him, letting him suck almost a whole year. But then, she let our first one go almost that long and she's turned out just fine. Her name's Cynthia and she's about to go into preschool.I don't mind though. Staying up late, I mean. If I stay up late enough I don't dream when I finally get to sleep. I've been having these dreams about my Aunt Sophie having triplets and the all look just like Dub....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 41 |
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keiko02.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/16/keiko02.txt | Chapter 2 - Keiko and I Go ShoppingAll day at work I couldn't keep from thinking about the previous day's events. Early in the morning I developed another raging hard-on that stayed with me until I went home.Several times during the day I thought I would have to go to the restroom and masturbate to relieve the pressure. But I was able to somehow successfully resist, saving myself for tonight when I hoped to come again in the presence of Keiko.As soon as I got home, I dropped my stuff on the counter and headed for Keiko's apartment. She met me at the door wearing only a t-shirt, but not the long one of the previous day. This shirt was much shorter, revealing her lovely legs almost up to the vee of her vagina in the front, and just the lower part of her butt cheeks in the back. If I didn't already have an erection, just the sight of her would have given me one for sure."God, you look great," I said as I entered her apartment.Keiko looked at me with disapproval."Why are you wearing so much clothes? You need to wear something different and more exposing.""I wasn't sure what to wear tonight, so I thought I'd wait and hear your suggestions.""After dinner we will go to your apartment and select something for you to wear when we go to the store later."I could only imagine what she had in mind as we had a nice dinner with a couple of glasses of wine. The alcohol haze descended on my brain. I wasn't dysfunctional, but it was enough to make me not care so much about exposing myself in public again.We ate sitting on her sofa holding our plates in our hands. All during eating, Keiko treated me to unobstructed views of her beautiful, hairless vagina. She knew I was looking at it, and that seemed to make her all the more excited. Clear drops of her juices were visible, shining as the light reflected off them."OK, let's go," Keiko announced after we finished with the last of the dishes. "But let me put something else on first. I'll be right back."Keiko disappeared into the bedroom, and when she came back, I was completely aroused by what she was wearing.Her pullover blouse was almost see-through with a bare midriff. Underneath she had on a skin-toned bra with thin straps. The bra was barely enough to cover her nipples, which were poking visibly through the cloth.Keiko was wearing an extremely short tan miniskirt that rode low on her hips. Combined with the midriff of her blouse, her stomach, navel, and a good portion of her abdomen were exposed. God, what a lovely tummy she has! And the view from the back was just as enticing. Her skirt came up only to the dimples right above the cheeks of her ass. The graceful curve of her lower back could be easily enjoyed by anyone who cared to look.She was wearing no hosiery with open-toed sand-colored wedgies."You look so wonderful," I managed to gasp out, ogling this vision of beauty and eroticism in front of me. "What are you wearing under your skirt?"Keiko lifted up her skirt to reveal her white thong g-string underwear. The patch in front was almost not visible because it was situated so low, just enough to cover her lips. My penis pulsed as I admired her."OK," she said. "Let's go find you something better to wear."We went to my apartment and Keiko rooted through my closet and drawers."I can't believe it! You have nothing sexy to wear. So we'll have to improvise a little."She chose a pair of running shorts, the kind that has the panties sewn right into them. She took them into the kitchen and cut out the panties with my kitchen scissors."Here, put these on with no underwear.""But they have these slits on the side for running. If I sit down, I'll pop out. And If I have an erection all night, like I think I'll always have with you, I won't be able to hide it.""You will just have to get over it," Keiko said with a wink and a smile.I did as instructed and put the shorts on with no underwear. The legs of the shorts came down to just above mid-thigh, but my penis tented them severely in the front. But I found if I pulled them down a little in the front, I could tuck the head of my penis under the waistband, which was wide enough to hold it in place without the head sticking too much out of the top.Keiko also found a t-shirt that I forgot I had. It was several years old and had shrunk from repeated washings. That's why I never wore it any more and it had found its way to the bottom of my drawer.The shirt was tight, but not as tight as I thought it would be as I put it on. The shirt was not long enough to tuck in. And if I lifted my arms, my stomach and navel could be seen in the front."I guess that's as good as we can do. Put on some sandals and we are all set to go."So here I was about to go out in public wearing almost nothing! Just the thought of it excited me to no end. I was definitely going to have a tough time hiding my aroused condition.Before we left, I grabbed my fanny pack and stuffed my wallet and keys in it. I adjusted it so I could let it hang in front if I needed it during our trip to the store.I followed Keiko out to the street, enjoying wonderful views of her magnificent ass as we went. We only had to wait a couple of minutes before the bus showed up. While waiting, Keiko concerned herself with adjusting my shorts. Every time she grabbed the waistband of my shorts, my penis would pop out, tenting the front. I would replace it beneath the waistband again, but as soon as she would touch my shorts, out it would come again. At one of her adjustment attempts, it actually popped out into the evening air. My naked penis was exposed in public!The bus driver's eyes just about popped out when he saw Keiko. Her crotch was exposed to him as she climbed up into the bus. He turned around to look at her as she walked past him. Keiko's lovely lower ass cheeks bounced tantalizingly! A woman came up just as I was getting on the bus and when I turned to look at her, I noticed that her eyes were focused on my ass. Little did she know that I was totally naked under that thin cloth she was fixated on.I sat down next to Keiko as the bus took off towards the city. She sat with her knees apart slightly. I could hardly see her panties because the cloth patch covering her vagina was set down so low on her. Just the very top part of her vaginal slit was beginning to poke out at the top of her thong panties."Keiko, I can see the top part of your vagina," I warned her."Yes, these panties always slide down a little. I have to keep pulling them up.""So why even wear any panties?""Good question," Keiko said pensively.I was stunned, as was a guy in the seat in front of us but on the opposite side of the aisle, when Keiko raised her hips up and reached up inside her skirt to pull her panties down and off. During this, I didn't have any trouble seeing her totally naked vagina, so maybe the other guy didn't either.My penis was really pulsing as Keiko stuffed the panties in her purse. I thought I would pop out of my shorts, so I moved my fanny pack to my lap."Hey, no fair! I showed mine!" Keiko challenged."I don't think I'm ready to flash my hard-on here on a bus in the middle of San Francisco."But Keiko would hear nothing of it. I didn't try to stop her as she pushed my fanny pack away from my lap. As she did it, my penis popped out from beneath the waistband of my shorts, tenting them in front. Keiko reached into the side slit and grabbed my shaft. She squeezed it for a second, then pulled her hand out, leaving my penis totally exposed, sticking straight up towards the ceiling.I let it stay there like that for a couple of blocks, then I pushed it back in, tucking the tip under the waistband. Keiko reached down and adjusted the waistband to expose the head of my penis. The hole on the tip was plainly visible. Keiko touched it with her forefinger. I pulsed uncontrollably and my penis secreted a small drop of fluid. Keiko noticed it and touched her finger to it, then rubbed the drop on her abdomen right below her navel. The other guy was getting a really good show!"Here's our stop," Keiko said finally.We got up and exited through the back door, the guy watching us intently the whole way. I continued to let the head of my penis poke up out of the waistband of my shorts as we started walking."It's only a few blocks to the store I'm thinking about. I've been here several times before. They have all kinds of sexy clothing for both men and women."It was very exciting to know that Keiko wasn't wearing any panties under her very short miniskirt. I had a difficult time keeping my aching penis in check. Keiko's perfect ass swayed seductively up and down and side to side as she walked. Every time her ass would sway down, I could see just the very bottom of her ass cheeks. I knew she was excited about being so exposed because I could see the fading sunlight shining on the moisture on the insides of her thighs.On our walk to the store, I was able to keep my penis in place, tucked under the waistband of my shorts. The exposed tip was still leaking a little fluid. A couple of people we walked past did a double take when they looked at me, their vision seemingly focused on the head of my penis. Keiko was noticing, too. She kept turning around and looking at me with a big smile on her face.Finally we got to the store. It was kind of like a sex shop, except with more clothes than sex toys and videos. They had skimpy micro-bikinis for men and women, all kinds of women's lingerie, domination gear, as well as miniskirts, see-through blouses, and the like.As soon as we walked in, a scantily clad woman with pierced everything came over to greet us. She was wearing a see-through cut-off t-shirt and hip hugging shorts that were very short, indeed. The shorts were so tight that they rode up her vaginal slit. A tiny bit of wetness was visibly staining her vee. I could see through her t-shirt that she wasn't wearing a bra, and both of her large nipples were pierced. She didn't bat an eye when she saw the head of my penis sticking up out of the waistband of my shorts."I need to get my friend something sexy to wear," Keiko said."He looks OK to me," the woman said, indicating my penis, smiling broadly."Let's see what kind of sexy clothing you have for men," Keiko continued."We've got the men's stuff over here," the woman said, heading off towards some racks."You'll find the thongs and g-strings here," she said, pointing to a couple of rows. "And over here are shirts, shorts, assorted undergarments, robes, pajamas, and some other stuff. The dressing rooms are right back there," she said, indicating the back of the store."We'll give it a look," Keiko said."Just let me know if you need any help," she said, again looking at my penis. "I'll be happy to assist you," she said, winking at me.I took a look at the woman as she walked back to her place at the front counter. Her very short shorts exposed most of her butt cheeks."OK, let's see if we can find you a really nice g-string to wear.""I hope it'll be something that doesn't make me look gay. I don't have anything against gay people, I just want to attract women and not men.""I think both men and women will lust after you. You just have to not act like you're gay and you'll be OK."Keiko found a skin-toned g-string bikini and held it up to look at it."I think this will do just fine. Here, try this on."The garment was so small I couldn't believe it. There was almost no cloth in the front to cover me. I grabbed the thing and started heading towards the dressing room. Keiko grabbed my arm."No, try it on here," she said with a smile."I've already seen everything.""But what if someone else comes in?""There's no one here but the girl up front, and she saw your penis already.""Yeah, but just the tip of it.""Just go ahead and try them on here. It'll be fun and exciting!"I quit arguing with her and turned around so my back was facing the woman at the counter. Then I pulled my shorts down and stepped out of them."Here, hold these," I said, handing them to Keiko."The woman at the counter is staring at your ass," Keiko said excitedly. "Make sure you show her your balls when you bend over."I spread my legs and bent over, letting my balls hang so the woman could see them."Her eyes are getting very wide now," Keiko almost squealed with delight.I stepped into the g-string and pulled it up to my crotch. The cloth in the front was actually a small pouch, but the top hem of it was cut just above the base of my penis. All of my pubic hair was sticking out. With my penis so hard I could only get my balls in the pouch. My shaft was sticking up with no hope of being covered."Wow," Keiko said. "That's really sexy. You're so hard! We have to get that one. It's a good color for you.""Huh?" I said incredulously. "My penis is sticking out completely.""That's what's so sexy about it. Can't you just imagine getting an erection in public and not being able to hide it? It'll be so wonderful to see the looks on people's faces! Why don't you go see what the woman who greeted us thinks about it?""You're kidding, right?""No, just ask for her opinion. I'm sure she'll tell you what she thinks."Keiko grabbed my arm, and pulled me around and up to the counter. I surprised myself by not resisting her. The woman was staring intently at my fully erect penis sticking up out of the g-string as we got up to the counter."What do you think of this g-string on him," Keiko asked. "Do you think we have the right size and color?"The woman didn't miss a beat."The color is perfect, and the size seems to be just right," she said, winking at me."I mean, should we get a larger size to cover him up more?" Keiko continued."No, the g-string will cover him up adequately when he's soft. But if he's hard like now..."Her voiced trailed off as she continued to stare at my penis. I couldn't believe that we were standing here at a counter in a store with my penis sticking out talking about clothes as if it was the most normal thing in the world.Keiko thought for a moment."Let's see what it looks like when you're soft," she said."And how am I going to do that?" I asked. "You've got me so worked up it'll never go back down.""You always get soft right after you come, so let's make you come."She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world. The woman behind the counter looked like she couldn't believe it either."I'll help you," Keiko said. She turned to the woman. "Do you have any tissue I can have?""Sure," the woman said, pulling a box of tissue out from beneath the counter. I could tell by the look in her eyes and the smile on her face that she was clearly enjoying this."Are we just going to do it right here?""Sure, why not," Keiko said."Sure, go ahead," the woman said."I'll hold the tissue in front of you and you just come into it," Keiko said, arranging the tissues in her hand.Keiko was clearly enjoying it, too. She had a really big smile. I could tell she was really aroused by it. Even more juice was visible between her legs."OK, you asked for it," I said, not believing what I was hearing myself say. I was about to masturbate in public in front of a total stranger, albeit an attractive woman.I surprised Keiko by reaching between her legs and putting my hand on her bare vagina. I rubbed it for a few seconds to gather as much of her juices as I could to lubricate my masturbation.I felt Keiko's knees go weak as I briefly brush my thumb over her hardened clitoris and inserted a finger partially into her hole. The woman behind the counter was also enjoying the moment. Her eyes had become very wide with dilated pupils and she was absent-mindedly rubbing her crotch.With my hand soaked in Keiko's vaginal fluids, I started to stroke my throbbing penis, slowly at first. Milky white juice started leaking out of the tip immediately and was dripping off my hand onto the floor."Oops," Keiko said, moving the tissue underneath my penis to catch the drops.The woman behind the counter had unfastened her shorts and had put her hand into the front, massaging her vagina while watching me masturbate. I could see the top tufts of her pubic hair as she pushed her shorts down while trying to get her hand in.Keiko likewise was getting aroused. With one hand she held the tissue and she put the other under her skirt to touch her moistened vagina.I'm sure it must have been an amazing sight, all three of us stroking ourselves, juices dripping everywhere! We were lucky that no one else was in the store and traffic was light on the street outside.I could feel by the pressure that I was going to come soon. I'd had a giant erection all day and I'm sure I had a lot of buildup to release. It wasn't going to take much longer.My stroking speed had increased and both Keiko and the woman had also quickened their pace. The woman switched hands, placing her wet hand on the edge of the counter to steady herself.My knees were getting weak, another indication of my impending orgasm. My eyes started glazing over and the head of my penis starting enlarging, more milky drops rolling off my hand into the tissue.Keiko saw the head of my penis get larger, "He's going to come," she cried excitedly.My knees were really getting weak, so I put a hand on the edge of the counter to steady myself. The woman put her wet hand on top of mine and squeezed. Somehow it seemed appropriate for her to be holding my hand, as I was about to shoot my sperm in front of her.All three of us were furiously stroking as the final spasm hit me and I let loose my first stream of hot come. My penis jerked heavily and out it came, missing the tissue completely, landing on the front of Keiko's miniskirt.The sight of me coming was too much for either woman to take. Both of them gasped simultaneously as they succumbed to their stroking.Our fluids were flowing copiously as I continued to spasm out long strings of come, all of them missing the tissue and landing on Keiko's skirt, legs, and feet. The woman was squeezing my hand tightly as she closed her eyes in her ecstasy, her wet hand sliding in mine.Keiko's eyes were tightly closed, too, and she hadn't seen the mess I was making all over her. She was holding the tissue to catch the drops that had been leaking out before I came and had forgotten from the night before how far I shoot my sperm and how much comes out. Keiko was shuddering, her knees shaking badly. I thought she was going to fall down, but she was somehow holding steady.The spasms started to subside for all of us, and as intended, my penis started to soften, the final drops oozed out and dripped to the floor.The woman opened her eyes. They were glazed over with that post-orgasm lack of focus. She loosened her grip on my hand, but still continued holding on. Keiko also opened her eyes, noticing that I had come all over the front of her."Wow!" she exclaimed at last. "You really came a lot! It's all over me."Keiko began to laugh, the woman and I joining in. I could hardly stand up. The floor beneath us was puddled with our juices."Oh my god," said the woman. "That's just about the sexiest thing I've ever seen or done. Did we all come together?" she asked, looking at Keiko, since it was pretty obvious that I had come."Oh, yes. God, yes. It was so big!"Keiko stared off in space for a moment, then came back to reality."OK, let's see if you fit now," Keiko said.We all started laughing again. That was the whole reason we had masturbated in public, so that I would get soft after coming to see if my penis and balls would fit into the g-string's pouch.Keiko took another tissue and dried her hands. She dropped it on the floor, then took another tissue and wrapped it around my soft penis so it wouldn't stain the fabric in case it didn't fit. She pulled the pouch over me."Look at that! A perfect fit. We'll take it!"As I said, the top of the pouch came up only to the base of my penis. My penis hung down over the fronts of my balls. I pulled the strap up the crack of my ass. The top of the pouch came down a little revealing just a hint of my shaft and balls."That's how I want you to wear it," Keiko said."You look so good in it!""And how. Do you want me to wrap it up for you?" the woman asked."No, he'll wear it out. We better get another one, too. Let's get a red one, just for fun! You can wear that one at the pool and really turn the ladies on."I put my shorts back on over the thong. Then I grabbed a few tissues and wiped up our mess on the floor. I extended the box to Keiko."No, I'll wear mine out, too."Keiko wiped the globs of my come from her skirt and skin, and rubbed them on her abdomen. Her skin glistened in the light."I'm going to wear your come all night!" she said. "Just think about that as the night progresses.""You missed one," the woman said, reaching over the counter and wiping one of the drops with her hand. She put the come up to her mouth and licked her fingers."Oh god, you taste great," the woman said. "What are you doing forever?""He's mine," Keiko said seriously, but then smiled sweetly.My penis started growing again with all the attention being paid to me. I wondered what the woman looked like under her clothing and what it would be like to make love with her. But I was falling in love with Keiko. Yes, I'd only known her for a little over 24 hours, but I was falling head over heels for her. I wanted very badly to be inside of Keiko, to feel her vaginal walls wrap themselves around my erect penis. I wanted to feel her vaginal muscles tighten as she orgasmed and I emptied my sperm into her. I wanted to watch her face as we both came, to see her eyes full of love for me, my eyes loving her in return.Keiko and the woman saw that I was beginning to stiffen again."Uh oh," the woman said."I'm sorry, I can't help it. I've led a sheltered life and this is just too much stimulation for me," I joked."Hey, I've got an idea," Keiko said. "Instead of wearing your shorts, we'll get you something that hangs down just enough to cover you."Keiko walked over to one of the racks and began rummaging through them. I had been leaning on the counter, and the woman put her hand under my nose. I could smell the headiness of her vaginal juices.She rubbed her wet fingers on my lips."Do you want some of this on your dick?" she asked. "You can have this anytime you want."The woman was smiling seductively, her pubic hair still exposed from when she had her hand in her shorts. Drops of her moisture stuck on the hair shone in the light. My penis pulsed a couple of times, bobbing up and down."You know you want it," she said.I did want it, but not from the woman. I wanted it from only Keiko. I wanted my penis to be inside her beautiful, hairless vagina. I wanted her juices all over me.Keiko rescued me from my dilemma. She had found something and brought it up to the counter. It was a beach shirt that looked way too short to be useful."Here, put this on. I think it will fit."I put it over my head and let it drop down. The shirt came down to about 4 inches below the bottom of the g-string pouch. If I didn't bend over or spread my legs when sitting I'd be OK. My penis had not gotten fully erect again, so spent after such a huge orgasm. So nothing was visible as I stood there."You look positively delicious," Keiko cooed."Wow," was all the woman could say. Her shorts were still not fastened and she was fingering her moist pubic hair."OK, we'll take these 2 pair of g-string and the beach shirt," Keiko said, lifting the front of my shirt to show the g-string I was still wearing."Thank you for shopping with me today," the woman said with a wink and a smile. "Come back anytime," she said looking directly at me, one hand still in her open shorts.Keiko grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door."I'm getting you out of here before that woman attacks you! She's really horny for you!""Keiko, I belong to only to you. I want only you."Keiko smiled at me as we walked out onto the street. My shirt was very short and I could feel the breeze on my ass, which was now bare thanks to the g-string I still had on. I felt really self-conscious about being practically naked under the shirt. With the shorts I could move the fanny pack in front to try to hide myself. At least now I didn't have that gigantic erection to be worried about concealing."Keiko, could I have my shorts please? I feel really dumb in this shirt and g-string.""You look fine, not to mention very sexy. Everyone will try to see under your shirt, especially if they see your ass sticking out from under it."Keiko reached behind me and lifted my shirt to accentuate the point she was making. I felt a rush of cool air as my butt was momentarily exposed. I heard a couple of giggles behind us, and turned around to see two women ogling my ass. They looked like they were enjoying the view."See what I mean?" Keiko said. "They think your ass is really hot! So do I! Oh, I forgot something. Stop for a second."I came to an abrupt halt. Keiko lifted up the front of my shirts suddenly and stuck her hand into the pouch of the g-string. My penis and balls popped into view. Keiko took the tissue from around the shaft, then pulled the pouch back up to cover me, just as the two giggling women passed us. Keiko had treated them to a full view of my anatomy!The women weren't giggling as they passed us and got a view of my naked penis, which was semi-erect from Keiko's attentions. There's something about her hand that makes me hard in a hurry. As they walked away from us, the two women exchanged some comments we couldn't hear, looking back at me a couple of times."Isn't it exciting?," Keiko chirped. "I think being naked and naughty in public is such a turn-on! I could never do this sort of thing in Japan!""Well, it is and it isn't to me. I like being naked as you know. It feels really good, especially to be naked with someone as beautiful as you. But the public aspect of it will still take some getting used to.""You are doing so good. We are getting to be a really good team."Keiko put the tissue up to her nose and inhaled deeply."Your smell is very exciting," she said. "I have never done anything with a man before. I have seen many pictures and have seen men naked at ryokan, but never have seen a man come before or have touched his penis or semen. I certainly have never had any on my skin or tasted it.""Keiko, I'm all yours. You can have me any way you want."She grabbed my hand and held it to her chest. The soft fullness of her breasts pressing into the back of my hand was so sensual. My penis came to full attention. I reached down and pulled the g-string pouch up so it held my erect penis to my abdomen, avoiding the tent effect. Keiko had noticed."You are hard again?""Yes, Keiko, you can always make me that way."Keiko smiled and squeezed my hand."Keiko, I'm in love with you."Keiko looked very serious."You cannot be in love with me. We just met yesterday. You are probably confusing lust and love. We are having very erotic adventures.""You don't understand how it works with a man. There are chemical changes that happen in a man, including me, after orgasm. For example, if a man is cheating on his wife and he has sex with another woman, before sex he may think he loves her. But after sex if her feels guilty, then he was only feeling lust. Likewise if an unmarried man has sex with a woman and feels the same emotion after sex as he did before orgasm, then it is love.""But we have not had sex, we only witnessed each other's orgasm.""For me, it's the same thing. Keiko, we've shared not only the sight of each other naked and witnessed each other coming, but we've rubbed our come onto each other. Just a few minutes ago in the store, I used your vaginal juices as a lubricant to help me come. You rubbed my come all over your stomach. Look," I said, "there it is."I pointed to the white, shiny patches of my dried semen on her abdomen."We even saw each other pee," I continued. "Keiko, believe me when I tell you I'm in love with you!""I cannot talk of love now. I cannot see myself belonging to only one man. Before I met you, I could not see myself having any kind of relationship with a man. Maybe I am changing my ideas of a man because of you, but I cannot see that as love. But I do know that I like being with you. You are very beautiful and exciting. Seeing you naked in public or private is arousing to me. I hope that is enough for you.""Keiko, I can't get enough of you. I want to be with you always. I want to have your fluids all over me every day and night. I want to make love with you. I want to be the man you want to be the father of our children."Keiko looked stunned at this revelation. I meant every word of it and I think she knew how serious I was.She looked at me and smiled."Yesterday I wasn't thinking of a man for me, and today I am confused by what I am feeling for you. Please forgive that I cannot tell you I love you. I'm very sorry."Oddly, I wasn't disappointed by what she told me. I knew that I was probably moving too fast for her. But I couldn't keep my feeling for her a secret."Keiko, it's OK. Whenever you feel sad or lonely, just remember how I feel about you, and that you have one person in this world you can trust and rely on to be there for you if you need it.""I am truly blessed to have you as my friend," she said. But then she got a mirthful look on her face. "And adventurous partner, too!"Keiko started running down the street. Her skirt hiked up completely in the back and I could see her full naked ass. She quickly turned around and was running backwards. Now I could see her naked and hairless vagina winking at me as she took a step with one leg, then the other.I ran to catch up with her. My shirt likewise hiked up, the pouch of my g-string bouncing up and down, my bare ass exposed to anyone behind me. My penis stayed put, clamped to my stomach by the g-string's elastic pouch hem.As I caught up to Keiko, she turned to face me. All of a sudden she pulled up my shirt with one hand and pulled the pouch down with the other. My nakedness was in plain view.Hand still grabbing my shirt, she pulled me up to her, our abdomens meeting and pressing together, my hardened penis trapped between our bare stomachs. We kissed for a magic moment, tongues sliding, lips smearing with our saliva. Then she grabbed my hand and we walked to the bus stop.I pulled the pouch up and the shirt down. Keiko pulled down her skirt to cover her ass and vagina. We got to the bus stop and stood there hand in hand. Every now and then Keiko would look at me and smile. Keiko's smile would melt even the hardest of hearts. I was totally smitten with love for her.The bus arrived after a few minutes and we paid little attention to anyone else. My mind was full of Keiko and maybe, just maybe, Keiko was thinking of me.As we sat there, I pushed my hand between her legs and under her skirt, touching her moistened labia. Keiko moaned softly as I played with her folds and the area of skin between her thighs and outer vaginal lips. She spread her legs for me when I inserted a finger into her opening. I pushed my finger in up to the last knuckle. Her vaginal walls felt warm, smooth, wet, and safe.Maybe it was because I had admitted to the world that I loved her, and maybe it was because Keiko was beginning to feel the same way about her, but the look on her face as I moved my finger in and out of her vagina was one I hadn't seen up to now. She threw her arms around my neck."You touch me so good!", she moaned. "Your finger inside of me feels so wonderful."I touched her swollen clitoris with my thumb, still keeping my finger moving inside of her. Keiko raised her hips and ground herself on my hand."Your hairless vagina is so smooth and beautiful, Keiko!"She smiled that smile at me. I just had to kiss those wonderful lips. We continued in this fashion until we got to our stop. We had not been paying attention to anyone else on the bus, but from the looks we got when exiting, we had given everyone a real good show.We walked up the hill to our apartment building and took the elevator to our floor."Let's go for a swim," Keiko said with a mirthful look. "You can show off our new red g-string.""Will we dress and undress for the pool again?", I asked."No, this time we will wear only our swimsuits and bring nothing else but towels."I went into my apartment and dropped off my stuff, put on the red g-string, and grabbed a towel. I wrapped it around me and waited outside Keiko's door. She came out wearing that wonderful swimwear from the night before. I could see her aureolas on either sides of her nipples. The tiny patch of cloth on her vagina was so small and situated so low it left almost nothing to the imagination.Keiko took the towel off me and examined me. My penis had still not recovered fully from my orgasm at the store, so it was in a semi-soft state. The pouch was covering everything except my pubic hair and the cleavage where the base of my penis and balls meet the abdomen. The front of the pouch was extended a little bit because of my semi-erectness.Keiko turned me around and made a couple of adjustments to the strings."Spread your ass so the string goes all the way up your crack," she said.Keiko tugged on the string to make sure it was all the way up. Her action pulled the top hem of the pouch down in the front, exposing even more of my penis and balls."Wow, you look so good!", Keiko said enthusiastically."As do you, beautiful Keiko."Keiko smiled and took my hand in hers as we walked to the elevator, our butts sticking out in the breeze. It felt wonderfully free and dangerously naughty to have so much of me exposed. I now knew how Keiko felt.The elevator stopped at each floor on the way down. We got so many stares from people as they got on and off the elevator and our appearance took them by surprise. We both could have cared less who looked at us with approval or disapproval as we got to the first floor and walked out to the pool area.All activity ceased as Keiko and I walked hand in hand, not to the far end of the pool as we did the night before, but to the end where most of the people were. Everyone stared at us. We recognized some of the faces from the night before, and heard little snatches of conversation that indicated that they likewise remembered us.Dropping our towels on our chairs, Keiko and I walked to the edge of pool and eased ourselves into the water. My penis was behaving by not giving me fits having to try to hide a huge hard-on. Keiko and I embraced in the water, kissing and touching our bodies, celebrating the freedom our near nakedness was giving us.We didn't care who saw us as I touched her beautiful breasts, tweaking her nipples, tracing circles around her aureolas with my fingertips. We didn't care who saw us as I touched her perfect vagina, rubbing my fingers up and down the edges of the cloth that pretended to cover her vaginal lips. We didn't care who saw us as Keiko stroked the pouch that barely covered my penis, playing with the creases at the top of the pouch, sliding her fingers down the outline of my shaft.Oddly enough, my penis wasn't becoming swollen from her attentions."Not hard for me?", she asked. "I love it when you become hard and I know I am the reason for it."Keiko pushed the pouch down to reveal my penis and balls. Even though the movement of the water was obscuring the view, it was very apparent what she was doing. She expertly brought me to hardness with a few strokes of her hand. She laughed and swam away, an invitation for me to follow.With my penis floating free, I swam after her. The water felt wonderful on my nakedness as I moved through the water. Reaching her, she put her arms around me and we kissed. I pushed my hips against her, my penis poking between her legs. Keiko put her thighs together to trap me there, then began to move her hips in and out, stroking me between her thighs.I felt the cloth covering her vagina give way a little, and the head of my penis touched her bare lips."Keiko, I love you, I want you."Keiko only smiled that beguiling smile. She backed away from me and straightened the cloth on her vee. Then she pulled up the pouch of my g-string, which would only cover my balls and the bottom third of my shaft."You look so sexy when your penis is sticking out like this," she said. "Let's go back upstairs."With that, Keiko swam back to where we first got into the water. All eyes were on her as she lifted her beautiful body out of the water, dripping as she walked over to her towel and began drying.So now it was my turn. I swam over and lifted myself out of the pool, my hardened penis almost fully exposed to those watching me. The women at the pool never took their eyes off my crotch as I walked dripping to my towel and started drying off. Keiko and I walked hand in hand out of the pool area and back to the elevator."You were so exciting and so sexy, darling," Keiko said excitedly. "Everyone could see your completely exposed penis."My penis was still exposed as we boarded the elevator and rode it up to our floor. When the doors opened, another couple was waiting. We surprised them. The man could hardly take his eyes off of Keiko and the woman did a double-take when she saw my penis sticking up out of the g-string.We could hear their voices as the elevator descended."Did you see the bathing suit on that woman?", the man asked."Did you see that guy? His dick was sticking out of his bathing suit.""Those were no bathing suits. Their butts were sticking out."We couldn't hear the rest of the conversation as the elevator dropped out of earshot. Keiko and I both laughed at the scenes we had made in the pool and elevator.We got to my apartment and once inside, stripped our suits off, immediately embracing and kissing. I pushed my naked body against hers. Again, my penis slipped between Keiko's legs. I could feel how wet her labia were. I moved my hips forward and back, sliding easily on her wet flesh, coating my penis with her fluids."Let's go to the couch," she said.I followed eagerly as we sat on the couch, placing our towels down first. I looked lovingly into Keiko's eyes, and I thought she was looking lovingly into mine."Keiko, I want you so badly!"Keiko looked at me with such a sorrowful expression."We cannot have intercourse, my darling. I cannot make love to any man until I am ready for a baby.""Then Keiko, please have a baby with me. I want us to make a baby, our baby.""We cannot. I'm sorry. I do not feel for you the same as you feel for me. I don't doubt now that you love me. But I do not know what I feel for you."As if in apology, Keiko pressed her lips against mine and forced my mouth open with her tongue. We were kissing for a few minutes when I felt Keiko's moist hand grab my penis. She had obviously wet her hand from her own fluids and began stroking me up and down."Oh, Keiko," I moaned."Your penis is so big and beautiful. I love it when you come."She kissed me with increased passion, her stroking pace also increasing. I felt the pressure of the surge of my impending orgasm."I feel you getting bigger and harder. Do you like my hand stroking you? Will you come big for me? Will you come in my hand?""Oh, yes, yes, yes, Keiko!" I cried, my penis beginning its final spasms."Come for me, my darling. Let your cream come out as it may."Her words pushed me over the edge and I spewed out a huge jet of come. I didn't care where it was going as one stream after another shot out of me, my penis jerking in her lovely hand."Oh, Keiko, I love you, I love you," I whispered in her ear as I came for her, my head resting on her shoulder. I could smell the soft scent of her black hair.Keiko continued to massage my penis as I softened, rubbing my come and her juices all over my shaft and balls. I had my arms around her, shaking with weakness as she found the little drops still oozing from me, rubbing them with her thumb.She continued to hold my penis as it completely relaxed in her grasp. Suddenly I felt the urge to pee. I guess I must have tightened up somehow and Keiko felt it."Don't hold it back. Let it go. Pee for me, my darling. Let me feel you pee for me."I relaxed my muscles and my urine started to flow. Like when I came a few moments earlier, I just let it come out where it may."So hot, my darling," Keiko cried. "Your pee is so hot as it flows over me."It was the most wonderful feeling, it felt almost like coming. I peed for what seemed like almost a minute. Keiko held my penis the entire time. And when I was finished, she continued to massage me."It was so beautiful," Keiko said, pushing back and looking at me. Tears were streaming down her face. "You give yourself to me so completely."Looking down, I could see my come and pee all over her stomach. Globules of come had dripped down and gathered at the top of her vaginal folds. My pee had also washed down her stomach and had soaked into the towel beneath her.I pushed Keiko on her back and leaned over to lick the skin above her vagina. She gasped as I licked closer and closer to the top of her slit. I could taste my come and pee as I worked my way down her hairless mound.Finally, my tongue found the topmost edge of her folds. Her hips pushed up to meet my pressure. I leaned over even more, and put my arms under her hips, lifting her pelvis up to give my face better access to her vagina.It was so beautiful and I stopped for a moment, looking at her vagina up close, breathing seductively on it as I did so."Your vagina is the most beautiful in the world, Keiko."She squirmed her hips as I buried my face in her dripping lips. Her heady odor was so divine and spurred me on to increased passion. I stuck my tongue into her hole and pushed it in as far as it would go. Keiko cried out in pleasure.Her fluids were all over my face, lubricating my tongue and lips as I continued my oral ministrations. When I found her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, Keiko bucked her hips off the couch."Oh my god, yes, yes, my darling."The motion of her hips increased in urgency as I continued to probe her nub under my tongue. Her whole body was shuddering and I knew she couldn't be far from coming.Suddenly, her movements stopped and her body became very stiff."Oh, oh, oh," she was barely able to mutter."Ooooooo," she gasped, her body shuddering again."Ooooooo," again.Then I felt her body release as she could hold back no longer, surrendering to her orgasm. Her hips bucked uncontrollably up and down. I could hardly keep my mouth and tongue on her. So much vaginal fluid flowed from her as she came."Oh god, oh god, oh god," Keiko cried multiple times, writhing on my face.I put my hands underneath her vagina to catch the flood of her precious nectar. Her taste and odor were so incredibly delicious!When she could stand it no more, Keiko put her hips back down and pushed me gently away from her. I sat up and looked into her eyes as I put my hands to my mouth and drank her vaginal broth."Oh god, Keiko, you taste so wonderful!""That was so beautiful. Where did you learn to do this?""Didn't you and your girlfriends taste each other?""Only licking a wet finger. Never mouth directly on vagina. It felt so good. It was a beautiful coming. And you drank my fluids. It was so sexy to see this.""Can you pee for me, Keiko, like I peed for you? I want to see your beautiful vagina as your pee comes out. Pee for me, my love."Keiko's beautiful face took on a look of serenity. I could feel her whole body relax. Her pee hole expanded slightly, then a few golden drops came out, rolling down her vaginal lips onto the towel beneath her. A few tiny squirts popped out, followed by a steady stream."You look so beautiful when you're peeing. Pee for me, Keiko. Let it all come out."I moved closer to her so her stream could wash over me, flowing down my stomach, channeling around my penis, dripping down on either side of my balls."It feels so hot and soothing, my love!"I was sad when her stream ended. It had felt so good to have all of her fluids on me."I'm so in love with you, Keiko. I wish that one day you'll realize that you love me, too.""I'm so sorry, my darling," Keiko's tears started flowing again.I laid down next to her. The towel beneath us was completely soaked with our liquids, but neither of us seemed to care. I put my arms around her and she nestled into me, her back to my front. Her skin felt so pure and natural against me, like we were meant to fit together.We fell asleep naked in each other's arms, waking during the night only occasionally, comfortable with our bodies together. Once during the night I awoke with the kind of erection men get during sleep. In her slumber, Keiko grabbed my penis and guided me between her ass cheeks, not into her anal opening, but just to rest there, safe and sound.At first light, I opened my eyes to see that Keiko had turned around and was watching me sleep. She put her hand to my face and stroked my cheek and lips gently. I grabbed her hand and turned my face to kiss her palm."Good morning, Keiko, my love. I enjoyed our night together.""Sleeping with you is so wonderful and comfortable. You felt good all night."We kissed for a few minutes, just feeling our lips and tongues, not touching our bodies or genitalia."I have to get ready for work, Keiko. So do you.""Yes, but I don't want to! I want to stay here with you.""Me, too, my love, but we have to make money so we can go to the store again."Keiko laughed, then got an idea."I know. After work today we will go to another store I've been wanting to go to.""What store is that?""It is another surprise, my darling. You will see."Keiko jumped up and ran to the door, grabbing her tiny bathing suit off the floor. I followed her and opened the door. We were both standing there completely naked. I no longer cared who saw us, if anybody."Please come by today after work. And wear your new skin-color g-string."Before I had a chance to respond, Keiko ran off down the hall to her apartment, showing me her lovely ass in all its beauty.I watched her until she rounded the corner out of sight. |
jackofflessons.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/jackofflessons.txt | My brother Jack and I were around thirteen when we spent the summer at the country home of our Aunt Millie and Uncle Roy. Our parents were hard-working, no-nonsense people who had neither the time, money nor inclination for fun things, but Millie and Roy were just the opposite. They had money and they liked to spend it on good times. Aunt Millie was a shapely woman who drew admiring glances wherever she went. I had a difficult time hiding my hard-ons when she was around. One whiff of her perfume or a glance down her cleavage was all it took to give me a raging boner. Roy was also good-looking. Everyone said they were the perfect couple. We were always going someplace, to the movies, the zoo, the park, or a ball game. My brother and I had the time of our lives. We had gone through puberty but hadn't yet learned how to masturbate. The result was that we shot off in our dreams leaving nasty cum-stains on Aunt Millie's sheets. We did our best to clean up the messes, but if you have ever tried to clean up after a wet dream, you know that it is just about impossible. Naturally, Aunt Millie noticed the stains when she did the laundry. One day when Roy took us fishing, he brought up the subject of masturbation. "Millie tells me you boys are messing your sheets," he said, very casually. "I'm sorry, Uncle Roy, I just can't help it," we both blurted. "Oh, I know you can't help it," he said. "It's natural to have wet dreams. But there's a better way that doesn't make a mess and is a lot more fun. It's called masturbation." "If you play with your dick just right, you can make that stuff shoot out into the toilet or the sink or wherever you want to put it," he continued. "Don't you boys know how to do it?" Blushing furiously, we shook our heads no. "Well, I will just have to teach you, then. But your Aunt Millie has to be there just to make sure that there is no hanky-panky." I didn't know what he meant by that but was heartened to hear that beautiful Aunt Millie would somehow be involved. At the dinner table that night, Roy said to Millie, "I'm going to teach them tonight." They had apparently discussed it ahead of time. "Good," Millie answered. "You boys are in for some fun," she said with a wink. Later that evening, Aunt Millie called to us in our room and said that they were ready to start. The first thing I noticed when I entered the livingroom was that the draperies had been tightly drawn. I had never seen them closed before. Uncle Roy had us sit on the couch then he stood in front of us and began to undress. Aunt Millie sat to the side, watching with a smile on her face. Roy pulled off his Jockey shorts to reveal a huge cock and a matching set of furry balls. His cock was half-hard, but as he slapped it around and pulled on it, it stiffened until it was as hard as a club. It got so hard that it curved upward to point at the ceiling. Everything seems big when you are little, so maybe Roy's cock isn't as big as I remember it. It certainly impressed me at the time, though. Roy demonstrated the basics of masturbating, showed us his favorite strokes, and explained how to enhance the pleasure with lubricant. "My favorite is Vaseline," he said, as he scooped a big gob out of a jar and rubbed it on his dick. "It isn't as slick as hand lotion but it doesn't dry out as fast." I figured they would send us to our room to practice what we had learned, so was shocked speechless when Millie said, "Okay, boys, get those duds off and get started." Our faces were the color of ripe tomatoes as we reluctantly removed our clothes. I didn't want Millie to see my little dick. Her husband's was twice the size of mine, maybe more. If only it had been hard it wouldn't have been so bad, but sheer anxiety had prevented any arousal. Jack was in the same state. Roy handed us the Vaseline and told us to follow his example. We tried to copy his techniques, but our cocks just weren't hard enough. "Try playing with each other," Millie said. "That might work. And don't worry - it's perfectly natural for boys to experiment with other boys and no one will ever know." I reached over and began toying with Jack's little dick. He slumped back on the couch and closed his eyes. I could tell he loved it. His cock started to stiffen on the first touch, and within a few minutes was hard as a pickle. "Attaboy!" Millie said. "Now, Jack, it's your turn." When Jack reached for my cock everyone laughed to see that it was already hard. Playing with Jack's cock had been enough to get me aroused. "Tease it a little for good measure," Millie said. Jack's hand stroking my cock felt wonderful. The whole scene was really turning me on. Having beautiful Millie there watching and encouraging us was almost too much to bear. "Okay, do it to yourselves, now," she said. Jack and I were then able to duplicate most of Roy's techniques. He showed us some that were more suited to the size of our cocks, like using the fingertips instead of the fist. "I think it's time for the last lesson, don't you?" Roy said to Millie. "Yes, I think so. Go ahead, dear." Roy motioned us to our feet and stretched out on the couch. "If you boys think it feels good to come in your sleep, just wait until you see how good it feels when you are awake," he said. Roy began to pump his big cock with his fist. After a minute or two, he said, "Here it comes, watch closely." His jism spewed out in thick spurts all over his hairy chest and belly. Millie applauded the display of her husband's virility. The spurts finally stopped and Roy went limp. "Damn, that was a good one," he boasted. "Yes, it was, dear," Millie said. She gave us a few minutes to examine the mess all over Roy's torso, then carefully dried him with a towel. Roy changed seats and told us to go back to our places on the couch. "Okay, boys, it's your turn," Millie said. "We have to make sure you know how to pleasure yourselves." Jack and I started beating off. All the time I was at it, I visualized myself doing nasty things to Millie, things like putting my little dick in her mouth or between her big tits. I had no idea what a pussy looked like, so couldn't really visualize fucking her. Jack and I went off practically together, and Roy had been right - it felt wonderful! Roy's ejaculation had consisted of many watery spurts, but our dicks spit out only a few creamy gobs of cum. Roy explained that as we got older, our ejaculations would become more like his. "Good night, boys," Millie said, kissing us each on the forehead. "I hope you enjoy your new toys every day." Up in our room, Jack and I listened through the thin bedroom wall as Roy fucked the daylights out of Millie. Before long, Jack and I had crossed arms and were jacking each other off. Roy and Millie went at it for a long time. In between the fucking, which was obvious by the creaking springs, there were long pauses filled with wet sounds and soft moans. We were very naïve, but we knew enough to know they were going down on each other. "They looked so cute jerking on their little peters," Millie said. "Yeah, and I bet they were thinking about fucking you while they were at it," Roy replied. Jack began jerking hard on my cock, then I felt his cock spasm as it went off. A few seconds later I blew my wad. After that, we were free to jerk off, or jerk each other off, whenever we felt like it. We didn't have to worry about getting caught. In fact, I found it thrilling to get caught, especially by Millie. When she walked into our room thinking it was empty and caught me wanking on my bed, she just laughed and said, "Don't worry, honey, you can't wear it out." One day Roy, Jack and I were in an isolated spot fishing. We weren't getting many bites and were somewhat bored. Roy livened things up when he said he would teach us something. He pulled his big cock out and starting jacking it. In short order, his watery spunk splashed onto the still water. We laughed as small fish gobbled up the spunk as it floated on the water. "Go ahead, you two," Roy said. Jack and I pulled out our dicks and soon sent our loads onto the water. The little fish went into a feeding frenzy over our spunk. A short time later, we began hauling in fish. Apparently, the little fish gobbling up our cum attracted the larger fish. That night as we enjoyed a fine fish dinner, Roy told Millie exactly how we had caught the fish. She got a good laugh out of it. Toward the end of the summer, Roy and Millie said they were going to teach us the facts of life. "If I know your Mom and Dad, you won't learn anything from them," Millie said scornfully. That night, Roy led us to the master bedroom, where Millie lay sprawled on the bed without a stitch on. Jack and I stared wide-eyed at the most beautiful creature we had ever seen. "I'm going to teach you about sex the same way I taught you how to jack off - by showing you," Roy said. He stripped down and went to the bed to tenderly fondle his beautiful wife. "If you boys want to strip and play with yourselves while you watch, it's okay with us," Millie said. "In fact, I think it would be for the best." We were bare-assed in seconds. Roy started off by giving us an anatomy lesson. He pointed out the parts of Millie's pussy and told us what they were called, both in medical terminology and in slang. After we had learned all about Millie's pussy, Roy showed us several ways to prepare a woman for a fucking. He used his fingers first to masturbate her, and then he went down on her. How I envied him! She was soon breathing heavily. Then Roy lay back and said to her, "Your turn." Seeing Millie with that thick cock in her mouth was the most thrilling thing that had happened to me in my young life. "This is how the woman gets the man ready," Roy said. "If he comes in her mouth it's called a blow job." Roy mounted Millie and fucked her, keeping his legs apart so we could see how his cock went into her. "There are a lot of different ways to fuck," he said, as he pulled her up onto all fours and fucked her doggy-style. After demonstrating half a dozen positions, Roy said, "Watch carefully now, she's starting to come." Millie's beautiful face was contorted with lust. She tossed her head from side-to-side, then buried her face in a pillow and screamed into it. "Don't worry, boys, it may sound like she's hurting but it's just the opposite," Roy said as he pumped her hard. Jack and I were next to the bed, sometimes changing positions to get a better view, and constantly frigging our cocks. They ended up with Millie on her back, her ankles clamped in Roy's hands. He was squatting with his thighs on either side of her ass, pistoning his cock in and out of her. Sweat broke out on his forehead and his chest began to heave. "Boys, I'm going to finish now," he said. "If you want to try to come, too, go right ahead." Jack and I began pumping our dicks hard. Millie had her eyes wide open, watching what we were doing. Roy suddenly pulled his dick out and began to jerk it. His load spewed all over his wife's beautiful body, soiling her tits and belly. Some even shot all the way to her face. That was too much for me and I shot my load onto the sheets. Jack went off, too. "You boys were good students," Aunt Millie said. She and her satiated husband laid back and sighed with contentment. When I looked down and saw my load soaking into the sheets, I remembered how it had all started. 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 54 |
sharing2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/sharing2.txt | Chapter 2Marie looked up from her magazine in shocked. Not knowing what to say she just stared at her husband."I know you fucked someone last night." Leo explained calmly. He could see tears were swelling in Marie's eyes. "It's OK darling. We've talked about this before, and it's my fault that I made you waited for this long.""No, no, no! It's not your fault," Marie cried out. She buried her face in her hands as she sobbed. "I shouldn't have let him fuck me. I wasn't thinking. I don't know what got into me last night. I just... I just need to be fuck last night. I'm so sorry."Leo moved across the sofa and hugged his crying wife. "Sshhh! Listen to me. It's OK. I am not mad. Ok, I am mad but not at you fucking someone, but at you not telling me afterward.""Really? Do you really mean it?" Marie looked up from her husband chest. "I promised we'll do this together from this point onward.""Good," Leo kissed her lightly on her lips. "Now tell me what happened.""Are you sure you want to know?""Absolutely! I want to know every details.""OK, but I want to ride that hard cock of yours while I tell you what happened." Marie told him as she ran into their bedroom.Leo followed her and Marie was already taking her clothes off. He did not waste time getting undress himself. His cock was getting hard when he heard what his wife wanted.Marie sat up at the head of their bed and spread her legs wide, showing him her moist pussy. Leo jumped onto the bed to join her, moved between her legs, and guided his cock towards her lips."Mmm..." moaned Marie as she took his cock into her mouth. After running her tongue over the cock head a few times, she took it out of her mouth. She swapped position with her husband and sat astride his hips with her pussy right on top of his straining hard cock. She took it, aimed it at the entrance of her pussy, and slowly pushed her body down.Once Leo's cock was firmly embedded inside her wet pussy, Marie began retelling her encounter with the stranger the night before while grinding her pussy on his cock slowly. Eventually just before Marie got to the end of the story they could not resist any longer and they fucked each other hard until Leo released jet after jet of he sperm and flooded Marie's wildly contracting pussy until it overflowed.---The next morning when Leo woke up, he turned over to face Marie who was already awake, "Morning darling. Do you still have his number?""Whose number? Steve's?" Marie answered."Yes. Steve's number," asked Leo as he played with her nipple with his fingers."Somewhere, why?" Marie could feel his soft cock rubbing on her hip."Call him. I want you to meet him again.""Ok," Marie reached across the bed to pick up the phone. "When do you want me to meet him?""Tonight, if possible.""You know he'll want to fuck me again. Is this what you want?""Yes! And wait! Let me pick up the other phone so I can listen in." Leo jumped out of bed, still naked, and ran to the living room where the other cordless phone sat. Meanwhile, Marie got up and went to her handbag and pulled out the piece of paper with Steve's phone number on it.After Leo came back to bed with the other phone and got onto the line, Marie dialed the number and nervously listened to the ringing tone."Hello?""Hi Steve. It's Marie. We met couple of nights ago in the club.""Oh! Hi!" Steve's voice changed from confusion to surprise. "Why are you calling me this soon? Can't your husband keep you happy?""Yes. I mean no.""You never seem to be able to make up your mind." Steve teased."Are you free tonight? I want to see you.""Well, let's see. I am meeting up with some friends at a bar and then onto a club. You can join us at the bar if you like.""That will work. Actually, my husband will be coming along too.""Sure, he's welcome to join us. It's the least I can do after I fucked his wife!" Steve laughed. "Does he know? Have you told him about us yet?""Yes I told him." Marie replied softly, almost like a whisper."Did you tell how much bigger is my cock? Did you tell him how it filled you up?""Yes I did." Marie turned to face her husband and saw his face was a mixture of jealousy and excitement. He had the right to feel jealous but he was embarrassed that he was being turned on from hearing his wife acknowledging Steve's sexual superiority over him."So he knows about how you scream when I pushed my fat cock into you?""Oh God. Stop it!" Marie tried to cut Steve off before it went out of control."And did you tell him how you keep asking me to fuck you harder?""Please! Stop!" Marie pleaded down the phone."No I won't stop until you answer me. And if you want to see me tonight you better start answering now!"Marie covered up the phone mouthpiece and turned to face Leo. She wanted to tell how sorry she was that he had to listen to this non-sense, but what she found was her husband signaling her to answer, and more curiously that his previously soft cock was now returning to its full hardness. Realizing that Steve's teasing was turning his husband on, Marie relaxed and rejoined the conversation."He knows," Marie looked at her husband with a wicked smile as she replied. "He knows how you pulled my legs up and fucked me in the alley. I told him how your cock is bigger than his and how much it drove me insane when you pushed it into my pussy."As she talked dirty on the phone to Steve, Marie moved her free hand down to Leo's cock and replaced his hand. She started stroking it slowly, gathering pre-cum from the head on each upstroke making her hand slicker each time. She was being turned on herself too. Her pussy was juicing up and she could feel her clit was getting more swollen and sensitive."I told him how your cock spread my pussy wider than no one had before, not even him. And I told him for the very first time my pussy felt empty after you pulled it out.""Excellent! We understand where each other stands so there won't be any misunderstanding tonight. Here is the address of the bar."Marie wrote down the address after Steve hung up. She almost did not finish writing it down because Leo turned her over to her stomach, got between her legs, and before she knew it, his cock was at the entrance of her pussy."Wait!" Marie finished writing the last few letters down as Leo sank his cock deep into her pussy. "Arrgghh..."Leo was so turned on by his wife dirty phone call that he knew he would not be able to last too long and would cum very soon. So he slowed down his movement and while he rested on one of he arm, Leo opened the nightstand next to their bed and took out Marie's black rubber dildo.Leo withdrew his cock from Marie and picked up her waist so she was now on her knees with her head still on the pillow. He then slow eased the black dildo into her pussy. He pulled it half way out and saw the rubber surface was now coated with her pussy juice. Once Leo had repeated this for a few more times to make sure the dildo was nicely lubricated, he left it there and guided his cock toward her tight asshole.Marie was enjoying the pleasure the dildo was giving her as it slide in and out of her pussy. Even though they had sex on a frequent basis, sometimes she liked the different sensation she got when masturbating with a dildo. Occasionally Leo liked to bring her off with the dildo before he fucked her, just like right at that moment. Secretly, Marie felt that it was just a weak excuse for her husband to see a black cock in her white pussy. Though never discussed, she was pretty sure Leo would love to see her taken by a black man with, hopefully if the myth was true, his large black cock.So when she felt Leo stopped fucking her with the dildo she was confused. She turned her head back and as she was about to tell him to keep going, she more felt than saw him pushing his cock at her asshole."That's it, take my ass!" Marie told her husband unnecessarily. She moved her hand down to her pussy to pull the dildo out but Leo stopped her."You need to get used to being stuffed full of cocks!" Leo told her as he slowly pushed his cock head into her ass. "Now let's see how you like being fucked with two.""Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Marie screamed. They had anal sex before and it was always great but never with her dildo in her pussy at the same time. With the dildo taking up a lot of the space already, her husband cock in her ass felt like someone had jammed a huge log there."Your ass is so tight!" Leo moaned after he finally had managed to push the whole length of his cock into her ass. The extra space taken up by the dildo had worked wonder on the pressure Leo was feeling on his cock.For Marie the pleasure was simply indescribable. She never had both of holes filled at the same time, and as Leo pulled out the dildo moved out as well due to the internal pressure from her pussy. With every stroke Leo, double amount of pleasure was sent to her brain like electricity on overload. Within a minute of this hard double fucking, Marie orgasm as she had never before. Not only it was a strong climax, the double penetration seemed to prolong her orgasm too.'If this is how it feels to be fucked with two cocks,' Marie thought as her body was building up to another orgasm. 'Why didn't we try it before?'By this time, Leo was also close to cumming. He had forgotten about being gentle with his wife body and now fucking his cock in and out of her ass as hard as he ever had. Sweat was dripping down his body as he climaxed and his cock started coating Marie's inside with his hot sperms.Marie was not near her climax yet but the feeling of her husband filling her ass full of cum pushed her over the edge. Her body tensed and her ass clenched around Leo cock and her pussy around the black dildo, threatening to push both of them out.Leo slumped forward over Marie body as he enjoyed the tail end of his orgasm. Eventually his cock was pushed out of her ass when it was too soft to stay inside. He then rolled both of their body back so he could spoon behind his wife body. Soon, both Marie and Leo drifted into sleep after the exhausting sex.---For the upcoming meet up Steve and his friends, Marie could not decide what to wear. As she stood naked in front of the bedroom mirror, she tried to pick an outfit that was sexy but not slutty. She had already worn a skirt on Friday night so she did not want to wear that again. In the end, she settled on a white cotton pants with a low riding waist over a pair of pink g-string panties. On top, a matching pink halter-top that showed lots of her chest at the front and left most of her back exposed. She could not wear a bra with this top so she left that out, and as she looked at herself in the mirror in this outfit, she noticed that the strings of her g-string were poking out from the waistband of her pants. Marie considered her options; she could wear the g-string and had to keep pulling her pants up during the evening to make sure the g-string was covered. Alternatively, she could leave them the way they were and let the g-string showed through. Finally she could not wear the g-string at all, the inside of the pants was smooth and soft enough not to be uncomfortable.Just then, Leo walked in after finishing his shower. "Wow, you look gorgeous in that outfit.""But look at these strings," Marie pulled them up from under her pants even further. "These pants are too low to cover them. What should I do?"After listening to the three options, Leo gave his answer without hesitation. "Take them off."Marie quickly stepped out of her pants, removed the g-string, and put the pants back on. The lack of the g-string definitely made the tight fitting pants the centre of attention.Leo knew he made the right decision. The low riding waist of her pants left no doubt to anyone that she was naked underneath, and if she leaned forward even just a little the top of ass crack peeked out over the top of the waist band. Along with the bare back exposed by the halter-top, this outfit was designed for viewing from the back. Not that the front view was bad either. The deep V of the top showed off Marie's round, firm tits, and the rather large gap between the bottom of the halter-top and the front of her pants showed off her flat, toned stomach. And with the pants' waist line being so low, Leo wondered whether he could see a glimpse of his wife's blonde pussy hair peeking out over the top of her pants.As his wife stepped into a pair of strappy wedge shoes with two inches heels, Leo put on a pair of nice jeans and a cotton shirt with white and navy blue stripes. Then they left their home and got into their car to drive to the bar where they would be meeting Steve and his friends.---It was only a short drive from their home to the bar and soon they were walking into the darkness of the bar, looking for Steve.Marie found him sitting at a corner of the bar with another couple. She and Leo walked up to him and exchanged greetings. For Leo, it was an awkward moment. How would one greet a man who had fucked one's wife, rather skillfully and thoroughly, less than 48 hours ago? Steve defused the awkwardness by offering a round of drinks and asked Leo to help carry them back to the table.As they stood next to each other at the bar, Steve asked Leo, "From what Marie told me, you knew what had happened between us and you are Ok with it, right?""Yes," Leo acknowledged."Good. Here is the deal. My friends and me are planning to have couple more drinks here and then move onto the club. We can pretend that we are just normal friends enjoying our Sunday night and go to the club together. Or we can make our excuses after these drinks and go back to your place." Steve laid out his plan to Leo.Leo was taken aback by Steve's forwardness and confidence. He obviously assumed that because Marie called him asking to meet up again that she would want to fuck him again. Well it was true that Marie was dying to fuck Steve, as that was all she talked during the car journey. Before he could formulate an answer, Steve made the decision for him."Look, why don't we let Marie decides? When we get back to our table, I'll seat next to Marie, and you on the other side of her. Then I'll causally put my hand on her lower back and move down to her butt. When I put my finger down her butt crack and she doesn't stop me, we have our answer. Deal?"Leo agreed with a shake of hands and they picked up their drinks and moved back to their table.As planned, Steve sat down on the seat to the right of Marie while Leo sat on the other side. After some idle chit chats, Leo noticed Steve had put his left hand on his wife's lower back, between the halter-top back and her pants. His wife continued chatting as if nothing had happened. His mind was split, on one hand he was elated that she wanted this to happen but on the other hand, he would like to believe she would at least put up some resistance.Leo took a sip of his drink as he waited and just then Marie leaned forward across the table to better look at the ear rings on the other woman, thus pulling her pants waist back down further and exposing her ass. 'Does she do that on purpose?' he wondered. But no matter, Steve turned his hand downward and slowly ran one of his fingers down her ass crack. Leo almost choked on his drink as he saw Steve's finger went lower and lower into her ass. Only after his second knuckle had disappeared from view that Marie sat back up and trapped his hand in place.Marie was slightly surprised when she felt a hand on her lower bare back. She knew that was not her husband hand as she could see him hold his drink, so it must belong to Steve. In the beginning his touch was soft, almost like tentative. However, as she carried on talking to his friend across the table, she could feel him applying pressure onto her back. Then she realized Steve wanted her to lean forward! Finding an excuse, she leaned across the table and not a moment too soon Marie could feel a finger running down her ass crack, and her pussy dampen at his touch. Actually, she had been horny since they left their home. Although the tight pants were comfortable enough to wear without panties, the crotch still rubbed against her smooth pussy lips on every movement and steps. By the time they sat down at the table, Marie was painfully (or pleasurably?) aware that her pussy was wet with anticipation.What she did not expect was feeling Steve's fingertip on her rosebud. She nearly jumped out of her seat when he rubbed his finger over it ever so lightly. She recovered her composure quickly but then realized that his hand was now trapped inside her pants. He could not pull his hand out without attracting attention unless she leaned forward again. And instead of turning to Leo for help, Marie turned to face Steve with a smile and whispered into his ear, "Very naughty boy! Enjoy it because I can't lean across this soon again."Leo was aghast that not only his wife did not stop Steve, she was actually let him continued! Across the table, Steve was quietly drinking his beer as if enjoying a normal Sunday evening in the bar. When Leo's eyes met Steve's, Steve nodded his head to confirm that they indeed had their answer.Marie finally turned toward Leo, "Do you see his hand, darling? He is rubbing my ass as we speak! Can we make an excuse and leave? I don't think I can wait any more. I need to fuck him soon!"Leo was speechless and could only kiss her as a way to give his consent.Marie made up an excuse after a few more minutes, and as she casually leaned across the table to give the other couple the goodbye kisses, Steve pulled his hand out without attracting any attention. However, Leo saw it and that was all it counted.When they approached the car in the car park, Leo was surprised again when Marie opened the backseat door, got into the backseat, and beckoned Steve to join her.---As Leo drove back to their home with his wife and Steve sitting in the backseats, he tried to sneak a look at what they were up to every minute or so. Even with the rear view mirror adjusted to look down, he could only see a small portion of what was happening. Nevertheless, what he saw and heard was enough to make his cock hard as nail and driving almost impossible.As soon as he pulled out of the car park, Leo could see that Marie and Steve were making out in the back. Steve's hand was already on her tits, feeling them, kneading them, and making her nipples stood out. The next time he looked, they were still making out but Steve's hand had worked underneath Marie's halter-top, touching her bare tits. It was obvious to Leo from Marie's moaning that Steve was pinching her nipple with his fingers.When the road required less of his attention the next time, the view from the rear view mirror confirmed what his hearing was telling him. Marie's halter-top had been pushed aside, exposing her tits and hard nipples for all to see. One of them was now covered by Steve's lips while his fingers continue to play with the other.Leo turned his head back for a brief look and saw Marie was thoroughly enjoying it. Her head leaned back over the backseat headrest with a lustful look on her face. One of her hand was at the back of Steve's head encouraging his assault on her tits, while the other had worked its way inside her tight pants. From the wet, squishing noise emanating from that direction, Leo could only guess that she was finger-fucking herself. That was the image that remained in his mind until he parked the car outside the Steve's house.Leo turned around fully in the driver seat and was just in time to see his wife on the verge of climax. Marie's body was all tensed up, her eyes shut tight, and her teeth were biting hard down on her bottom lip. He could see that Steve had unbuttoned her pants and worked the zipper down. His hand had replaced hers inside her pants over her pussy. She was grounding her hip hard against Steve's hand, which was moving in a quick blur. Then when Steve bite on her hard nipple, Marie climaxed on his fingers."Oh! Yes! Yes! Fuck! I'm cumming!" Marie screamed on top of her lungs.Watching his wife being finger-fucked in the back of their car made Leo so hot. He wanted so much to take out his cock and jerked off right there in his driver seat. However, being mindful that they were parked in a street in full public view, Leo got the backseat couple to disentangle from each other and got into their home.As soon as they were inside the front door and without waiting for Leo or Steve, Marie made her way towards her bedroom. She took off her halter-top as she approached the bedroom, showing her naked back to the following men.Having to lock the car and the front door, Leo was last to get to the bedroom. By the time he walked through the bedroom door, his wife was seating on the edge of their bed with Steve standing in front of her with his crotch at her face level. Marie had already undone his belt and was pushing down his pants and underwear to get to his hard cock.While Leo was taking his clothes off, Marie had taken Steve cock in her hands and guided it pass her lips. Leo could see for himself that Marie was not exaggerating about Steve's size. From his vintage point, Leo saw that Steve's cock was about the same length as his, perhaps just half an inch longer, but it was much wider than his cock. As his wife swallowed more and more of Steve's cock into her mouth, Leo watched her lips stretched to their limits around its surface.Leo got into the bed from the other side and moved behind his wife. After playing with her hard nipples for a little while, he moved his hand down her stomach and inside her pants, just as Steve did earlier in the car. He used his other hand to unbutton and unzip her pants to give his hand more room. His fingers moved passed the small region of blonde pussy hair on top of her pussy and were greeted by her soaking wet pussy lips.Marie moaned deep from her throat when Leo pushed first one, then two fingers into her pussy. Her moans were intermixed with the wet sucking noise she was making as she sucked Steve's cock. Then when she felt her husband hands pushing down on her pants waist band, Marie let go of the cock in her mouth and stood up to take off her one remaining piece of clothing. Once she was completely naked, she jumped into the middle of the bed onto her hands and knees and bended forward to take Steve's cock back into her mouth. Her intention was clear to Leo, so he made his way behind her upturned ass and positioned his cock head at the entrance of his wife pussy."Mmmfffff! Mmmfff!" Marie screamed into the cock that was fucking her mouth as her husband started fucking her from the other end. This was the first time Marie had two real, fresh and blood cocks filling her body at the same time, and it was better than she imagined. The fucking motion from Leo behind her was pushing and pulling her mouth over Steve's cock and she was left with nothing to do but to enjoy the pleasure of double penetration. Not that she had been doing much sucking since Steve had placed his hands on the back of her head to guide her sucking pretty much from the beginning.Then Marie felt the pressure on the back of her head increased. She opened her eyes and looked up to see that Steve was ready to cum. His cock grew harder and even bigger in her mouth and Steve was no longer just standing there receiving a first class blowjob from Marie. He held her head steady with his hands and started fucking his cock deep into her mouth. Each stroke he pushed his cock all the way into her mouth until her nose bumped against his pubic bone. Then he pulled back until his cock was just inside her lips and pushed it in again. Then he looked down and saw Marie's lustful eyes staring back at him and he started shooting streams of his cum into her mouth.Marie felt his cock spasm once then twice, and then the back of her throat was coated with his hot sperm. Before she could pull off a little to make more room, Steve filled her mouth up with another stream of sperm. Marie quickly swallowed a mouthful when the third stream filled up her mouth again. This went on for nearly half a minute until Steve's supply of sperm was exhausted. Even though Leo was concentrating hard on fucking his wife steaming pussy, her cum swallowing did not go unnoticed by him. She had always gave great head to him but never once did she swallow his cum. Every time she would split his cum out afterward but now there she was in front of him, willingly swallowed cum from a guy she only knew less than two days ago and she must have swallowed six or seven times! This just made him hornier and he proceeded to fuck her even harder, if that was possible.The novel feeling of hot silky cum running down her throat and swirling around in her mouth led her to the first climax of the evening. Without a cock stuffed in her mouth, Marie could now express her pleasure vocally."That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder!" she screamed. "Oh! Oh! I'm there. I'm there! Arggghh! Arggghh!"Marie turned her head to look at her husband as her orgasm overtook her. She opened her lips again but no words or sound came out.Watching his wife sucked off another man while he fucked her had Leo pretty close from cumming for awhile now. But when he saw her lips covered in milky white sperms with some dripping down her chin, Leo lost all control and deposited another load of sperm to Marie's body.After Leo had recovered enough to get up, he found his wife lay across the bed on her back. She was still breathing hard and recovering from her orgasm. Her legs were spread wide and the sperm that he recently shot up her pussy was now slowly leaking out."Don't move honey." Leo told his wife. He ran to the other room and picked up his digital camera.When he got back to the bedroom with the camera at the ready, more white sperm had run out of Marie's pussy, now dripping down to her ass, and onto the bed sheet. As Leo got down to his knees on the floor next to the bed to get a better angle, Marie propped herself up on her elbows to see what her husband was doing."Leo! What are you doing?" she quizzed."You look so damn sexy! I have to get this on camera so I'll never forget!" Leo answered. "Smile!"After the first snap, Marie decided that she would pose properly for Leo. She spread her legs even wider and smiled for the camera.Leo was crazy with lust as he looked at through the viewfinder of the camera. He had never seen his wife this slutty before. Not only a constant stream of sperm was running out of her well fucked pussy, she was also smiling into the camera with her sperm covered lips and chin! 'This is perfect!' thought Leo as he took more photos from different angles. 'The only way to get better would be another load on her tits or may be even her face.'Steve had not been idle during all these time. After he got his breath back from Marie blowjob he had been stroking himself slowly across the room. His cock was back to full hardness as he watched Marie posed for the camera on the bed. Even though he had just received a first class blowjob from Marie, he was not contented with just that. He wanted some pussy before the end of the evening so he got onto the bed with his hard cock in his hand."Oh my! You're ready so soon!" Marie exclaimed in amazement when she saw Steve."I think you'll need to put this thing somewhere warm and wet, don't you think?" Marie teased with a smile on her face."What don't you lay back and enjoy?" Steve declared and moved between her already wide spread legs. Despite the large size of his cock, Steve was able to work his cock into Marie pussy without any resistance. The fucking she just received from her husband and the ample sperm he left there made the passage very slippery.From where he was beside the bed, Leo watched as Steve cock spread open Marie pussy lips and slowly sunk deeper into her body. Her wet and swollen pussy lips stretched around his cock to accommodate its width as he drove it in her. Steve slowly withdrew his cock out and it was shinny with a coat of her pussy juice and Leo's cum."Fuck!" Marie shouted as Steve pushed his cock all the way back into her pussy in one quick thrust."Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Marie continued to scream when Steve repeated his slow out, fast in fucking rhythm. Then Steve hooked her legs over his shoulders and continued to fuck her like that on the bed, pushing her closer to her orgasm.During this time, Leo had moved to the end of the bed to watch the action from the side. Her tits were moving back and fore by the fucking motion from Steve. Watching his wife being fucked hard with her legs pointing at the ceiling had brought his cock back to life. He considered moved closer to his wife so she could suck his cock but he wanted her to enjoy this fuck one hundred percent so he stayed away. As he stroked his cum covered cock, Marie was consumed by her third orgasms of the evening.Steve did not miss a beat as the sweat covered body underneath him exploded in orgasm. He did not take any notice when Marie tried to push him away because her pussy was getting extra sensitive after her orgasm. Steve just kept on fucking her with his cock, stretching and filling her pussy. Within a minute, Marie was cumming again."Oh yes! I'm cumming again!" Marie screamed.This was too much for Leo and he walked the short distance to his wife head while still stroking his cock.Marie opened her eyes to see what the noises were and her vision was filled with her husband jerking his cock over her. She reached over to try to get his cock into her mouth but before she grabbed it, Leo moaned on top of his lung and started cumming. Spurts and spurts of hot sperms shoot out of his cock and landed all over Marie. Lines of sperm covered her face as well as her neck.The sight of Marie receiving a facial triggered Steve's orgasm. He pushed his cock into her pussy one more time and released his second load of the evening into her."You're one lucky man." Steve told Leo across the bed. The three of them were lying on the bed side by side, enjoying the post-orgasmic feeling. "To have an amazing wife Marie, I envy you."---During the night, Leo woke up to find an empty space on the other side of the bed. His first thought was that Marie went to the bathroom but when he did not hear the toilet flushing, he got curious. As his hearing became better as he became more awake, Leo could hear soft moans from the direction of the living room. Steve was supposed to be sleeping on the sofa there. He quietly got out of bed and moved towards the living room.Even through the darkness, Leo could see that Steve was not sleeping at that moment. In fact, he was sitting upright on the sofa with Marie sat astride his lap. She was bouncing up and down on his cock and was trying very hard not to make any sound. Her sleeping t-shirt was pushed up at the front with Steve's face buried between her tits. As Leo eyes adjusted better to the dark, he could see Steve had both of his hands on her ass cheeks, controlling their fucking rhythm. From the sounds his wife was making across the room, Leo knew she was about to cum.'She looks so beautiful when she cum,' thought Leo. His hand was stroking his cock over his sleeping shorts, trying to get it hard so he could join in. But try as he might, he could not get it up. After couple more minutes of trying, Leo gave up and went back to bed, leaving Marie and Steve in the living room.However, he could not go back to sleep especially when he could hear Marie's moaning from the other room. Their fucking seemed to go on forever, it was another 30 minutes before the bedroom door opened, and Marie sunk into bed next to him. If he had heard right, Steve had cummed at least twice during their midnight fuck with his wife probably cummed double that amount. 'He cummed four times in one night!' thought Leo and slowly he drifted back to sleep with that thought in his mind.End of chapter 2~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 43 |
cucksucks.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/cucksucks.txt | Well, it has finally happened. From among all the delightful men weve shared time with over the last year, Patty has met someone with whom she has very strong feelings. Weve shared our bed, hotel rooms and cottages in many cities and while most every man was a joy, none caught Pattys affection like Robbie.Robbie was one of many men who responded to our Craigs List posting. The first time he contacted us he sent along a photo pf his face and his cock. Like so many men with whom we have been, Robbie is an unassuming man of average proportions with one notable exception. Robbie has a cut dick that is literally like a babys arm. The first time I watched him slowly bury it in Patty I didnt think she could take it all but within several thrusts she was calling out for Robbie to fuck her harder. Unlike many of the men who visit with us, Robbie had no reservations about taking as well as giving. He generously gave me head and enjoyed being fucked in the ass while he fucked Patty. It was one of the more gratifying experiences for all concerned. Robbie had a taste for cream pies and Patty was delighted we shared that appreciation. In my mind there is nothing better than a cum filled pussy tight up against my face. I can lick and suck for hours. This weekend Robbie and I took turns eating each others spunk out of Patty. I felt bad for Robbie because not only did he have a dick that soft was as big as mine hard, he also produced more cum. To her credit, Patty enjoyed having two cuckolds. Many men simply set limits to what sex acts they will engage in without ever stopping to think about what they are missing. So many men are afraid of being labeled gay even when the only people that know what they are doing are the people with whom they are doing it. Not so with Robbie. Patty alternated us eating her pussy and rimming her ass. Robbie liked rimming Patty as much as I do and when we did Patty for nearly an hour she was moaning her song of pleasure nearly the whole time. It was even more spiritual than typical moaning. Patty was in heaven and I knew from the first that Robbie would be a regular in our lives.Robbie visited our hotel on Friday evening shortly after we arrived in Chicago. By Saturday afternoon we were all so comfortable with each other that when Patty old friend who had moved to the windy city several years ago called to say she was coming over, Patty insisted we remain undressed until after Shannon told us all to get dressed. Patty was certain that Shannon was still the wild girl she recalled. When they spoke on the phone a month or two before we arrived in Chicago Patty said Shannon couldnt talk about anything except the nude dancer she and her friends hired to spice up their book club. Shannon told Patty that each of the book babes spent 20-30 minutes in the bedroom alone with the stripper and each came out with a smile. Apparently he was great with his tongue and great stamina. When Shannon walked in the room and saw us all naked in bed sort of tangled up together, she took off her clothes and jumped in. Shannon saw Robbie cock and insisted she get to play with Robbie. Patty and I watched as Robbie and Shannon got down to business and the Patty got so hot she grabbed my hair and without a word directed my face to her swollen cum filled pussy. As Shannon started to moan and Robbie was bucking as he came a fourth time in 24 hours, Patty began to writhe and turn pushing her pussy into my face. In just a moment Patty rocked hard against my face and I could feel her orgasm.Shannon and Patty just looked at each other as Robbie and I lay at the foot of the bed feeling totally wasted. Just when Shannon said she couldnt feel and better, Patty told Shannon she should enjoy the other man in the room, me. Shannon looked my way and winked at Patty. Patty moved me with her foot directing my face to Shannons pussy. Like all the other pussy Id eaten during the last 24 hours it was cream filled and puffy. Shannon leaned forward, taking my face in her hands. She planted a big kiss on my lips as she said, Etiene, it is always nice to see you. Still holding my head in her hands, Shannon placed my face against her pussy and I began to suck the way I knew she liked. The last time we were with Shannon she told me she preferred it when I sucked only her clit and only occasionally run my tongue down her vaginal lips to suck up the cum. Shannon told me to simply pretend her clit was a small dick and if I bobbed my head up and down as I sucked it worked really well for her.The weekend wasnt all about sex, Shannon brought along almond oil, the best massage oil, and we gave each other massages and watched pay for view movies. Shannon also brought along her favorite dildos. We all took turns with a dildo in our asses and Shannon and Patty of course were able to enjoy two at a time. There is no better massage than placing a mild dildo in your ass and then having your glutious maximums, the checks, massaged. All the stress just drains from your body. It is my personal favorite but Patty never gives massages so I have to wait for one of our friends that enjoy massage.So, Robbie has moved in with us because patty says she simply cant get enough of his giant dick. Thankfully, Patty and Robbie make a special effort to include me and Robbie is very generous about letting me suck him off. Sometimes after he and Patty have had sex several times hell ask that I get him ready for the next session. Of course, I am only too happy to help out. I love Robbie's dick as much as Patty and maybe more. When he swells just before exploding his dick occupies every bit of my mouth. The feel of his warm spunk squirting against the back of my throat always catches me by surprise but after the first moment I just try to suck as much into my mouth and lick the shaft to scoop whatever I miss.END |
batch.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/batch.txt | I can't believe it happened, but it did. It all started out so innocently that I just never saw it coming. We had just moved to Marietta, only been on the job two weeks. Several of the guys at the plant wanted to stop for a beer after work, so I went with them. Good chance to get to know my fellow workers, I thought.We had been sitting at the bar joking and talking about girls when the subject of the supervisors impending marriage came up. The guys wanted to do something special for him. A bachelor party. Each of the guys were enthusiastic, and plans were soon being formed. John said he knew someone in the liqueur business, he'd get the booze. Fred's uncle manages a Red Roof Inn, and he would get the Presidential Suite. Chuck, a big burly tattooed, ex-biker, said he could arrange decorations.John looked at me and said, "How about you arranging the entertainment? We'll all pitch in, and get a dancer! You scout the tittie bars and price one, try not to spend over three hundred dollars, okay?""Desperately wanting to fit in at my new job, I immediately agreed. Later, on the ride home, I realized that my wife, Sherry, would not be happy about me going to a bunch of strip clubs, propositioning girls. Regardless of the reason.Sherry and I had been married only six months, She would be real mad."Look baby, I couldn't do any of the other things for the party. Hell, you can go with me to find a dancer! Would that be cool?" I begged."No! I wouldn't be caught dead in a place like that! And neither would you, at least that is what I thought. Now you're telling me that you are going to cruise these joints for a stripper for the boss's party! I don't think so! Not if you want to sleep with me ever again!" She snarled."Baby, I've got to! This stupid party could mean the difference between me being accepted by my co-workers or not! Christ, don't be so jealous." I begged."What does this, this, this stripper do at the party?" She asked, her eyes now narrow slits."I don't know. I guess she pops out of a cake and dances around the bachelor, or something like that." I answered, really not sure what she did."How much did you say the guys are going to pay this bimbo, if you find one?" She asked, her tone dropping one note on the anger scale."Three hundred dollars, about seventy-five dollars each." I said."None of your friends have ever met me, right?" She asked thoughtfully."No, not that I know oooffff... Whoa! Wait a minute here! What theHell are you thinking?" I sputtered, beginning to get the direction of her conversation."Look Barry. We could really use the money, and if All I have to do is dance around in a bikini, then why not? You are the one that keeps insisting that I wear that thong thing you got me. Here's your chance to show me off a little and make some money besides. How about it?" She asked, already spending the money in her mind."Well, I guess we could. We'd have to come up with a story about where I met you and all... I don't know. If those guys get rough I wouldn't be able to help you without blowing the whole deal and my job too. Have you thought about that?" I answered, afraid she was serious.Sure, I had gotten her a thong, she has a great body. But getting her a thong and wanting my co-workers to ogle her and talk dirty to her was a different animal altogether. It seemed, for the moment at least, that I had to go along with her idea. So I agreed.*At work the next day, I told the guys that I had a girl lined up and that three-hundred would be fine. John told me, that before I made a firm deal with the girl, he wanted to go see her dance, or at least see a video of her act. I was in a panic, I told him I would tell her and make plans."Sherry didn't blink an eye when I told her of the set back. She looked me right in the eye and said, Well rent a camera, let's get it over with."At work the next day I told John that the girl had said she would come over to my place and let me make the video."Great! Can't wait to see it! Be sure to get close ups of her knockers for me." He ordered."Her knockers! What do you mean?" I asked."She's a stripper ain't she? I want to see her tits. You know her boobs. Why did you think we wanted to hire a stripper?" He asked me as though I were an idiot."Sherry the whole deal's off. John wants to see the girl's breast in the video. I'll have to go find a dancer tonight, the parties tomorrow night." I told my wife."You don't have time. I started this, I'll finish it. Get the camera at Easy Rental, I reserved it for you. I'll give John his show. Hurry, get it, I'll be dressing." She told me, turning and leaving me starring after her with my jaw slack.On the drive to the rental place I pondered the idea of my wife topless in front of the guys. I can't in all honesty say that the idea bothered me a lot. I did like showing her off at the beach and at the pool. If it didn't bother her why should it bother me?Arriving home, I found my wife very busy hanging a sheet for a backdrop, cueing music for her debut, and looking incredible! She was wearing the thong. Her ass spilled from the thing! One small strip of material ran up the crack of her ass, only a small patch covered her pussy, which she had obviously shaved nearly bare, and her breast bulged out of the tiny top.I had to admit that she was hot! She is a beautiful girl with large, very large breast, trim waist and a wonderful heart shaped ass. She looked fine and I knew that John would be suitably impressed.I hooked the camera up and began shooting as she danced around the room. She swayed and strained with the beat putting on quite a show! I could feel my erection start and reached down to re-arrange things.Sherry was doing things I had never seen her do! She bent over and shook her huge bust at the camera, turned so that her ass filled the viewfinder and spanked herself, causing her flesh to tremble in a very provocative way. When the second song started she boldly reached behind herself and undid her top. With a quick move the top disappeared and her delicious breast swung free. The pink nipples began to harden and she cupped each breast offering it to the camera, and whoever was watching her performance.When she was done, we made love like it was the first time! She had managed to make me hotter in ten minutes in front of the camera then in the few short months of our marriage! I couldn't wait for John to see the video, I knew he'd be pleased.During the lunch break at work, all of us guys gathered in the meeting room and screened the video of Sherry. John said she'd do, Fred said he'd love to see her snatch and asked if she'd get completely naked at the party, and Chuck said if she did he was going to give her an extra fifty to blow him!I had hardly expected this type of reaction! These guys were talking as though they expected her to make love to them. I explained to the boys that sex had not been part of the deal I had made. They each told me they knew that, but that that part of the deal was always made at the party, and that the girl knew the score, not to worry.I tried to call Sherry, but never got her on the line. We were to take the boss to the local watering hole and then to the motel. Sherry was to be in the cardboard cake in the room, waiting for us to arrive. I was in a panic. She had no idea what was coming, and I had no way to warn her.My heart stayed in my throat as we threw down several rounds of drinks at the bar. Barry, the supervisor and the soon to be groom was in a partially festive mood, anxious to continue the party at the motel. Our limo driver helped the group into the limo and off we went.Upon entering the room, Barry ran to the cake and began tapping on the side, asking if anyone was home. Sherry , of course said nothing. She was to appear only when the music started. More drinks were passed around and finally, two hours into the party, John turned on the stereo and cranked up the volume.The top of the cake few open, balloons cascaded upward to the ceiling.When the balloons cleared, there stood Sherry. She was breathtaking. Her long blonde hair framing her lovely features. Her breast heaved with heavy breathing, caused from her nerves, I'm sure.The men began to chant immediately. "Take it off! Take it off!"I could see the fear in Sherry's face as she realized that the guys were quickly getting out of control. Being a trooper she began to dance about the room, pushing each down into a sitting position. She told them it was one of her rules.She moved from one guy to the next, dancing for each one. All of the guys tried to touch her legs, breast and ass, but she fended them off easily.Finally John brought Barry to the center of the room, sat him in a chair and told Sherry to dance for the groom. He also told her to make it a real special dance and winked, slipping fifty dollars into her garter.Sherry looked at me for help, but I couldn't step in now. It would ruin me at the plant. Instead I smiled at her and nodded for her to dance.She smiled back, a nervous, scared smile and began to sway to the music."No! Dance closer to him, and how bout taking off that top?" John chided her.Sherry continued to dance and slowly reached back releasing the clasp on her top. Her breast burst into view amid the whistles and hoots of the guys. Barry sat smiling, starring at my wife's exposed chest. Each time she got close to him, he would reach out and grab at her.Finally tired from the constant struggle, and realizing what was expected of her, she let him stroke her ass, legs and finally her tits. Barry pulled her closer and sucked her left nipple deep into his mouth, gripping her ass with both hands. Suddenly he pulled at the fabric and ripped her bottoms all but off.Sherry nearly panicked, but John stepped in and began to whisper to her. I couldn't hear what he said, but I saw him slip more money into her garter and smile. Sherry looked at me and with a shrug slipped the suit off, then straddled the groom's lap and began to undulate against him, shoving her boobs into his face. The guys went wild and began yelling off color remarks about her exposed flesh. Barry also went wild, but in a very different way. Gripping her ass with one hand he slipped the other hand over her cunt and shoved two fingers into her. Sherry's eyes flew open at the intrusion, but she continued to dance for the soon to be married man.After the dance, Sherry was told to remain naked, and talk to the guys. They began to feed her drinks, very strong drinks. I told them we really shouldn't get her drunk, but they brushed me away and continued. It seemed that only a few drinks had passed when Sherry began to dance again. This time however; Sherry was much more open and touched herself for the pleasure of the guys. Soon she was allowing each of the guys to finger her and suck on her breast as she danced about the group.John approached me and told me he had agreed to pay her an extra hundred for taking off the pants, and he thought she would go further if we raised the stakes."Are you in?" He asked."How much further can she go John? I mean she's naked and letting us finger her!" I asked."If each of us chip in fifty more bucks, I'm sure she'll let us do anything we want to her! Are you game, or are you lame?" The threat to my job obvious."You mean you think she will go to bed with all of us?" I asked incredulously."Sure! Probably give a few blow jobs too! Can we count on you?" He pressed.Against the wall I had no choice but to say, "Sure I'm in. Let's party."John gathered the money from the other guys and pulled Sherry aside. I could see his lips moving as he whispered to her and stroked her right breast. Sherry looked over his shoulder at me, and then shook her head yes!As John arranged a mattress on the floor, I slid in next to Sherry and asked her if she really wanted to do this?"No! But what choice do I have? If you had had the balls you would have stopped this earlier. I'm stuck now! He paid me over six hundred so far and a promise for more if I do good. I can't back out!" She whispered."What are you supposed to do?" I asked."Here, play with my tits while we're talking or the guy's will think you're gay or something. I'm supposed to lay the groom right here in the middle of the room and then screw each one of these jerks! Got any ideas?" She asked, her eyes betraying her drunken state."No, not really. I don't want you to do this though. Are you drunk?" I asked."You don't want me too! That's a laugh! Fucking A I'm drunk. How else do you expect me to get through this? Sherry said, turning and leaving me starring at her ass as she left me.John rushed up to her, giving her another drink."Ready for the party to start sweet cheeks! Barry get over here for one last great piece of ass before you tie the knot.'Sherry dropped to her knees in front of the groom to be and began to unbuckle and unzip his pants. Barry himself, nearly ripped his shirt off, aiding Sherry in her search for his nudity.Sherry tugged his pants till they lay in a pile at his feet. The guys cheering the whole time. She then reached up and slid his shorts to the ground. Looking up, her breath caught as she saw his large hard cock. Whatever Barry lacked in brains he made up for in fuck meat. His prick stood out hard and proud, extending a full nine inches from his groin.I noticed the glazed look come over her, almost as if she were in a trance. She licked her lips slowly and then reached up for Barry's hard fuck stick. I felt my stomach roll as she gently cupped his balls with one hand and stroked the hard length of his prick with the other.With a quick look at me, she moved forward and took the head of his organ into her pretty mouth. I heard her moan as her tongue circled the head of his cock. Barry reached down and filled his hands with her yielding tit flesh, throwing back his head and howling his pleasure.It took all my self control to stand and watch the lewd scene before me. I had just about decided to put a stop to this when Barry's legs began to jerk. He grabbed two handfuls of her hair, held her head to him and shot what must have been a quart of cum into her mouth. Sherry gagged and tried to pull back, but he wouldn't hear of it. He continued to climax for what seemed an eternity, finally dropping to the mattress drunk and exhausted.Sherry, finally free, fell back with white drops of male cream clinging to her cheeks and chin. She no sooner hit the mattress, than the whole group fell on her. Grabbing tits, ass and cunt. John pushed the other two guys away, announcing he was first. He pulled his cock free through the zipper opening and forced his weight between her legs. I could tell the minute of penetration as Sherry's eyes flew open in surprise.John wasted no time in foreplay, slamming again and again into her tender quim. I stepped forward to pull him off, and was actually reaching for him, when he howled and slammed into her one last time. His buttocks flexing with his orgasm. I looked into Sherry's eyes. She was trying to hold back the tears, but I could read the fear.Fred was next, forcing John from between her legs. Fred stood, taking the time to drop his own trousers, and stare at Sherry's exposed cunt."Oh man! Sloppy seconds! I'm gonna really enjoy this!" He crowed as he plunged his long thin cock into Sherry's tender pussy."Ooohhhh....God! That feels sssooooo gggooooodd!" Sherry moaned.I couldn't believe my ears, she was enjoying this! As I stepped forward to whisper to her, Chuck moved in front of me and rubbed his large cock on her face, encouraging her to take him into her mouth.Sherry turned her head toward him and engulfed the head of his short, very fat cock into her mouth. The sucking sounds she made as she chomped on his prick with relish, made me feel dizzy.My wife, of only a few months, was turning into a crazed slut right in front of my eyes!Fred slammed and thrashed about on her supine body until finally with a flourish of hard jabs, he too came into her cunt. Chuck immediately took his place between her legs and placed his prick at the entrance to her pussy.I continued to watch Sherry as she took each guy a second time, myself unable to gain an erection, I told the guys I didn't want to cheat on my wife. In all she was fucked seven times and gave four blow jobs to completion.She seemed satisfied with her night work, and asked John to drive her home. I left shortly after they did, driving in the dark silence of night. I wasn't sure how I'd be able to forgive her. I knew I loved her, but she had enjoyed every thing that had happened that night. Not really the kind of woman I had had in mind when I married her.Pulling up to the house, I was more than a little surprised to see John's car still in my drive."That's it! Enough of this shit!" I thought, slamming on my parking brake and jumping from the car."No job is worth this!" I shouted as I marched into the house, ready to throw John out on his keester.Sherry was kneeling between his legs as he sat nude on the couch. She was leisurely munching on his soft cock."Hi! What took you so long old buddy? Hope you don't mind but we couldn't wait for you to get here, so we fucked already, and Sherry is just cleaning me up. She told me the whole story on the ride home. Kinda funny don't you think? Anyway, as long as I can keep coming over when I'm in need of a little pussy, I'll keep your little secret. How's that sound?" John said, with a twinkle in his well fucked eyes."Sounds shitty! Get the fuck out of my house!" I yelled."Not so fast honey! I'm not through cleaning up our guest. I did all this for you, don't blow it now! I kinda liked all the guy's attention, and what's a little sex between friends? Besides, you might even get a raise for getting such a good dancer for the boss. You didn't fuck me all night, why don't you come over here and get some now?" She purred around the large cock shaft in her mouth. Pausing to lick at the bulbous head and to tickle his balls with her tongue."You know man, this woman is too hot for any one man to tame. Why don't you just be glad that you have such a hot lady and be glad to share with your friends? You know we have lots of parties at the office, and I'm sure the two of you can use the money. We had already been thinking about hiring Sherry to surprise the big boss with a blow job under his desk for his birthday that is before I found out she's your wife. What do you say?" John announced."Honey, let me phrase it for you a different way. If you want to stay married to me, then you'll go along with this. If you can't deal with it, then John will find someone to do your job, and I'll go on without you. Now what do you think?" Sherry threatened."I guess I have no choice." I stammered."Good! Now get over here and fuck me while I suck you friends dick dry!" Sherry smiled.I stood watching my beautiful wife as she licked John's cock and began to unbutton my shirt, "She is a very sexy lady!" I thought.Sherry's eyes lit up. She turned her face up to John's and asked, "Do you think any of the other guys would like to come over? I was, after all hired for the night, wasn't I?"Fortunately, John was sexually exhausted, and begged off from any further sexual activity that night. He sat, rubbing his wilted, well fucked cock while I took my pleasure with my wife. Occasionally he would direct the action, asking me to face her this way or that, so that he could see my cock plunging into her sweet pussy. I found his watching, and his comments quite exciting, as did Sherry!After John left Sherry and I talked late into the night. Neither of us wanted for her to participate in any more parties, but we both liked John, and decided to allow him to visit us on occasion. We did feel pressure from his threat to expose us at the plant, but even more we found that we had truly enjoyed sharing our love making with him.John continued to visit once, and sometimes twice a week. We would sit and talk, watch Sherry dance, or just relax and let her suck and lick our hard cocks. Then we would take turns sliding into her until we were exhausted. Usually twice each.Last Wednesday however; a new wrinkle was added! John called and asked if could come over Tuesday night. Sherry told him she would be glad to have him visit, and that she had bought some new negligee she wanted him to see. Nothing was mentioned at work on Monday, and only a short, "see you guys tonight" as we left work Tuesday.Sherry seemed happy, anticipating his arrival as she busied herself in the kitchen preparing our dinner. After eating, we enjoyed several glasses of wine, Sherry leaning lovingly against me. She had laid out the new outfits on the bed and ask my suggestion as to what she should wear. I settled on a white, see through teddy with tiny French style panties. While she was dressing, the doorbell rang."I'll get it Hon! You take your time dressing, I'll entertain your guest till you're ready." I shouted."Okay! You guys turn down the light, I'll put on a show for you both!" She answered.I was surprised to see, upon opening the door, that John was not alone this time. Barry, my boss, and the man we had the party for, the first man other than myself to have sex with Sherry, was with him."Hello John, what's up?" I asked, not sure why he would bring Barry. He knew we had agreed not to involve anyone else."Hello. I know that we have an agreement, but Barry really enjoyed the party we gave him and his marriage is already getting stale. I thought, well I thought Sherry might entertain all of us tonight." He answered.Taking his cue Barry was quick to speak up: "I know that you probably aren't happy about this, I mean me coming along. Look my wife and I don't get along. I know we've only been married a few weeks, but mistakes can be made, and it looks like I made a big one. I'm lonely, and can't get sex at home. I need a new area supervisor, with a twenty percent raise in base pay, a company car, and bonuses. I thought we might be able to work something out. I'm not offering to buy sex with you wife, but if I could, say come over once a week or so, well, I do need that area supervisor. What do you say?" He asked."I'll have to talk it over with Sherry. Why don't you guys come back in say, an hour? I'll let you know then." I said, shocked at the deal he had offered."Who was that? Where did they go?" Sherry asked.I explained the whole deal to her, careful to let her know that I didn't want her to do anything that she wasn't comfortable with.One hour later, to the minute, the doorbell rang again. This time I allowed the men to come in and asked them to have a seat in the living room. I fixed us all drinks, then without answering their earlier question, turned down the lights, and turned up the music.Sherry came from the bedroom, looking ravishing! She danced about the room in the see through teddy, her large breast visible through the thin gauzy material. As the song ended she walked over to Barry, took his hand and led him into the bedroom, closing the door behind them."Gosh! She is really beautiful! You have to be the luckiest Area Supervisor I know!" Smiled John."Yeah, I know! She wanted to be alone with him the first time.After this, we'll all party together." I said, staring at the bedroom door."Okay, sure, fine. I know Barry ain't shy. He begged me to get in touch with the girl from the party. He said he had never had such a good blow job, and that she had the tightest pussy ever! I fended him off as long as I could. I hope you're not mad at me for telling him? I mean, now that he knows, and you're an Area Supervisor, you really have no reason to let me keep coming over, but I sure would like too." John babbled."John, Sherry and I really like you as a friend, not just for the sex. I'm sure she will still want to see you. We've gotten used to all this now, and I think if we stopped, we would actually miss it!" I smiled.At that moment the bed began to creak and rattle and I knew that Barry was slamming that huge cock of his into Sherry. She had agreed to the deal, but not so much for the raise and promotion, as the fact she remembered how large his prick was. I remembered how her eyes had glazed over when she first saw it and knew when I saw that same look tonight that she was all for the deal. I could hear her moans coming from the bedroom, I knew she was close to her first climax."Sounds like he's really giving it to her! Oh, I'm sorry man, I hope you don't mind? John said."Are you kidding? I love that woman, and you were right! It takes more than one man to satisfy her. I don't mind sharing, as long as I get it as often as I want." I replied, actually feeling a little sad at the sound of obvious pleasure with Barry. She never cried out like that with me or John."*John and I sat for three hours in the living room listening to the sounds of passion emanating from the bedroom. Finally Barry emerged with a large grin, a hearty handshake and congratulations on my new job. He then turned to John and told him they needed to go, his wife would be calling the police to report a missing person if they didn't get back soon.John only shrugged his shoulders at me, shook hands and said he'd see us next week.Rushing to the bedroom, I found Sherry leaning back against the headboard, smoking and smiling."I think I like this new deal a lot! He's really good in bed and now we will have the money to buy that new car you want!" She beamed."Look I know the money will come in handy, but don't fall in love with the guy! I don't mind telling you, I'm a little bit jealous!" I told her."Oh God! Don't be silly! I love you Hon, and I always will. It's just that his cock is really large and it feels good inside me. It's just sex! Now come over here and fuck me the way I really like it. Is John still here? Did he want to play too?" She asked, her large pink-nippled breast calling me to her side."No, John had to go. I do love you so much. Let me turn off the video camera first, then we can make love." I answered."You videoed the bedroom while we were doing it? She asked."You bet! If I'm not in the room, I want a video of it. Is that okay with you." I asked."Sure! Let's watch the video while we play. I'll suck your cock for you while you use the vibrator on me." She smiled that sexy smile of hers.We laid on the bed watching Barry plow his huge prick into Sherry's snatch, and made love till early in the morning. It seemed that Sherry got hot each time she saw his cock slip into her. "How often do you think he'll come over? She asked."I don't know, often enough I'd guess." I said, beginning to get irritated with her obsession for Barry's dick.My new job started the next day. Barry asked John to drive my car home for me so that I could pick up the company car at the dealer. When I arrived home, the house was quiet except for the sounds of heated lovemaking in the bedroom. I entered quietly and masturbated while watching Sherry atop John riding his prick to orgasm. Shortly after they finished, John called a cab, and kissing Sherry's pussy goodnight left us alone.I explained to her the job required some light travel. I was expected to visit the dealers in the southern part of the state and would be out of town two or three nights a week. She promised to video any visitors that came by while I was gone and asked that if I got horny on the road, that I video any sexual activity I might have.*After an uneventful week of learning my new job, I left town the next Monday to begin my road work. I enjoyed meeting my new customers and the day seemed to fly by. That evening in the room I decided to call Sherry and tell her of the day's events. The phone rang several times before she answered, slightly out of breath. I asked her what she was doing and she said..."Well right now, Barry is licking my cunt! It feels so good! I've had one climax already and he says he wants to taste me cum again! John came over for lunch and seemed to enjoy himself in my pussy. You don't mind if I play while you're out of town do you?" She purred."No, I don't mind, just be sure and video it all for me. You did, didn't you?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest."Yes, I did and I am right now! Oh wait Honey. That's it Barry slide it into me real slow, I want to feel every inch of it! Oh, God! Honey, I've got to go! Barry's started to fuck me, and it's hard for me to talk right now. Call me back in an hour. Bye." She grunted, as he pounded into her.I laid in the dark room, feeling very lonely. "He gave me this job to get me on the road so he could fuck her when he wants!" I thought. "I know she loves me, but why can't he wait till I'm in town?" I waited a little over an hour and called her back."Hi Hon. Is Barry gone yet?" I asked."Yes he's gone. How's the trip going?" She asked."Well, I'm lonely. I miss you, and I'm jealous. What did you do with him this time?" I asked, stroking my hard prick."You want me to tell you all the details? Are you naked?" She giggled."Yes, I want to hear it all!" I breathed."Well, he started by licking me all over, slowly like you do. Then he slid his hard cock into me and fucked me hard for several minutes. He stopped to eat me some more, and forced my head down on him. I licked his cock and balls. Then he pulled me onto my knees and slid into me from behind. I could feel his cock against my uterus! He climaxed and then we rested, me with his cock in my mouth, his head between my legs. When he got hard again, he took me quickly, then left. Something he said bothers me though." She said."What did he say babe?" I asked."He said he wanted to deflower my bottom! I've never done that! He even stuck his finger in my ass several times while we were screwing. You don't think he is going to try that, do you?" She asked, concerned."Honey, I don't think he could get that big cock in your butt, do you?" I asked."I don't see how. Anyway, I taped it all for you, I miss you. Hurry home." She begged."Is he planning on coming over again before I get back?" I asked."Yes, I think so. I have a feeling he plans on being here every night you're gone." She answered."Is that okay with you? If not, I'll call the office tomorrow and tell him to ease off." I told her, feeling anger towards Barry."No, That's okay. I can handle it on this end. If I'm not in the mood, he ain't getting it. You do a good job and I'll see you soon." She said confidently hanging up the phone.The next night I called again, hoping not to hear Barry's heavy breathing in the background."Hey Babe! What's happening?" I asked, praying she was alone."Nothing right now! Wow you've got to hear this though! Barry called today around noon and told me to come to the office, he had a surprise for us. I took a cab to the plant, and had lunch with him. He bought us a new car! I swear he did!" She said excitedly."A new car! Why?" I asked, suspicious."Well, here's the deal. First he made me sit under his desk and give him a blow job. Said he's always wanted to do it that way. It must have excided him, he shot a quart of jiss in my mouth! Then he told me that if he couldn't have my butt, would I let Fred do it to me. You know Fred? The one with the long really thin prick? I told him I didn't think so, but then he said he'd let me have a new car if I would, so I said okay." She said."What! Do you really want to do that?" I asked."Well no. But if you remember, I didn't want to do any of this. If we a get a new car for it though, I can stand a little pain. Besides everything else has turned out okay, don't you think?" She asked."Well, I guess, if you don't care." I said, trying to sort my thoughts."I really think his plan is to loosen it up so he can fuck me back there. Anyway, he and Fred are due here any minute and I've got to set the camera up for you. Will you call me later?" She asked."No, even better, just leave the receiver off the hook in the bedroom. That way I can listen to what's happening. If either of them notice it tell them you don't want to be bothered with a call while you're doing it." I ordered."Okay! You're the boss. By the way, he had to tell Fred that we were married, but Fred promised not to tell anyone else. After they leave, if you're still on the phone, we can talk some more. There's the doorbell! I've got to fix the camera! Talk to you later. Bye for now." She said setting the receiver down.I could hear her running about, fixing the camera, and going to the door. A half hour went by with no sound, then I heard their voices."You sure look great Sherry! I love these tits!" Fred said."Yeah don't they feel great! Let's take off those panties Babe." Barry said."Oh yeah! What a great pussy! Lay back I want to taste that baby!" Fred breathed."Lick that asshole some too Freddie! I want you to get it wet for later!" I heard Barry order."Here Sherry, suck my dick while he eats you." Barry again spoke.Nothing but moans could be heard for the next few minutes then Fred spoke up again."Sherry, I've got to have some of that hot pussy right now! I'll get hard again for your sweet bottom later." I could hear Sherry moaning around the cock in her mouth as Fred slid into her. Her breathing ragged as he punched at her cervix. After only a few minutes, Barry spoke up."Okay now move! My turn! Get on your knees Sherry, I want to finger your ass while I fuck you! Fred get me some Vaseline, I don't want to make her sore."Only sounds of bed springs and grunting, fucking animals were heard for some time, then Fred announced he was ready again."Sherry relax, this is going to feel really good! Go ahead Fred do it!" I heard Barry order.Then I heard Sherry cry out as Fred's cock slid past her sphincter muscles and into her rectum."Oh God! You're killing me! Please stop, that hurts! She begged."It's okay Sherry the pain will stop in a minute, you'll see, you're gonna like this." Barry told her.In a few minutes she began to coo, and I knew she had adjusted to the plunging prick in her butt. The sounds of the sex had me pounding my meat like there was no tomorrow."Okay Fred! Move over!" Barry shouted."Oh God! No! Not you Barry, your cock is too large! Ooooowwww! Ooooowwww, Oooooowwww! Yes! Fuck my ass, you big-dicked fucker! Pound it into me!" Sherry screamed.I listened to sounds of my wife fucking the two men for over two hours. Sometimes just one in her sometimes one in her butt one in her cunt. Blow jobs to re-erect the guys, pussy lapping to re-wet Sherry. Finally the sound of snoring! I figured the men had worn her out and themselves. I assumed Sherry had fallen asleep too, and hung up the phone, determined to make it back home the next night.Arriving home around eleven, I crept quietly in the back door. I had seen Barry's car out front, and knew he would be in the bed with Sherry. As I peered into the bedroom, I caught Sherry's eye immediately. She was face down on the bed with her ass in the air and in the hands of a sweating Barry! His face flushed as he pounded his mammoth cock into tight ass. Sherry only smiled, then closed her eyes and cried out her climax as Barry stiffened and shot spurt after hot spurt of man cream into her intestines. Finished, they pulled apart slowly, Barry noticing me for the first time."Hey guy! How was the trip? See your new car out front? Hope you don't mind me coming over to visit your beautiful wife so much this week, it's just that we opened some new areas to explore. Want to try some of the tightest asshole you ever saw?" He stammered, obviously surprised by my appearance."Yeah, maybe later. How about a drink?" I said, trying to sound unaffected my the sex show in front of me.Sherry made me very proud by running to me, throwing her arms around my neck."Oh Baby, I'm so glad you're home! I missed you terribly!" She cried, small tears running down her pretty cheeks.Barry dressed and we all enjoyed a stiff cocktail. After he had gone, promising to be back, sometime during the next week. Sherry and I enjoyed slow tender lovemaking."This is the best!" She said. "Our sweet lovemaking is so much better than the hard quick sex I have with the other guys. Did you want to screw me in the ass too?""Sure, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to hold you and tell you how much I love you. By the way did John come over any this week?" I asked."Only the first day, you know, I told you he came over for a quickie during his lunch break. Said he would call, but I haven't heard from him. Oh, by the way, Fred says he wants to come back again if it's okay with you." She told me."Did you enjoy him? Do you want him to come back. It's really up to you." I answered."Oh, I guess. He was okay, nothing special. It's up to you, I really don't care if anymore guys come over or not. I just want to make you happy. I do enjoy sex with Barry, and of course John is like our friend, so he's okay. Anybody else is up to you." She said, matter-of-factly."Well I don't mind. Not as long as you video it all for me. If you are in the mood and he calls, then it's okay." I said falling asleep in Sherry's tender embrace, my hands filled with her breast.John left for vacation that week, and the boss had to stay close to home after spending three nights at my house the week before. Sherry and I traveled together that week and arrived back in town Thursday afternoon.No sooner had we arrived than the phone began to ring. Sherry answered, and holding her hand over the receiver told me it was Fred wanting to know if we had plans for that evening. I told her no, and asked if she wanted him to come over. She said, "Well I have enjoyed our three days alone, but you never did do my butt, and well, Fred is kinda a specialist in that area. Would you mind if he did come over, just for a little while?"I think I realized at that moment, more so than any before that Sherry would never be happy with just me again. She had walked the wild side and it suited her. Yeah, it suited her just fine."No I don't mind. In fact it might be a real kick to watch you get it in the ass! I might even take seconds on it myself." I laughed, trying to hide my disappointment that I was not enough for her."Sure, come on over, and bring your tube of KY Jelly, I'm in the mood for love!" She laughed into the phone before hanging it up.Kissing me lightly on the lips, she ran to the bathroom to freshen up and take a shower. I sat in the darkened living room thinking about the situation. I loved her, no doubt about that! I didn't want to lose her. I really didn't mind her making love to other guys, in fact it still turned me on quite a bit! I think though, that I would prefer we use guys we didn't know. Oh, John was okay, but now there was Fred and big dick Barry, and damn it that just didn't leave much for me! Maybe my ego was taking a little beating too. She hadn't even mentioned butt fucking while on the trip. I would have been glad to fill that little void for her if she had only asked. Oh, well, I figured I had asked for all of this. I had made my bed, now I had to sleep in it, even if there were three other guys in it with me.Fred set an all time speed record reaching our house. His eyes twinkling with excitement. I couldn't hold that against him, I'd seen his very fat, very ugly wife. A quick flash of him firmly planted into his chubby little wife's butt caused a near miss with laughter, but I managed to control myself.Sherry was still in the shower, singing lightly. I invited Fred to join me in a drink. He thanked me, and then shocked me by asking if he couldn't go in and surprise Sherry while she bathed.I looked at his thin course face, wondering what Sherry could see in his beady little eyes that made her want to accept his skinny little prick in her body. I felt a flash of hate for this man, even though I really didn't know him that well."Yeah, sure, why not? Get naked and hop right in there with her! Maybe you'll get lucky and get to see her take a dump!" I said, momentarily losing my temper."Hey, man! I didn't mean to overstep my bounds. I really appreciate you guys letting me come over like this. I really didn't mean any disrespect toward either of you, it's just that your wife is gorgeous, and well, I've never been with a girl that beautiful before." He said, a very sad, panicky look in his eyes."No, Wait. I'm the one that should be sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm just tired. I'm complimented that my wife is so appealing to so many men. Shit! I wouldn't want if she wasn't so hot. I'm just tired from the trip. Tell you what. I'll fire up the hot tub, and we'll all go skinny dipping! How would that be?" I asked, feeling really bad for my actions."Sounds great! We'll meet you there!" Fred said, turning and heading for the sound of Sherry's singing.I had thought the hot tub would supersede the need to see her in the shower, but I guess my point was too subtle. I went to the tub, turned the water temperature to one-oh-three, and wandered back towards the bedroom.The shower had been turned off and the door still slightly ajar. Some inner need in me, told me to peek and not just barge in. I edged to the door and through the crack could see Sherry seated on the commode, sucking noisily on Fred's slender prick. Fred braced himself on the curtain rod, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Sherry seemed pleased as he unleashed a torrent of steamy cum, trembling and straining to retain his balance. Temporarily satisfied, Fred told her we would be waiting for her at the hot tub and turned to leave. I managed to make a quick retreat to the kitchen, grabbing two beers from the fridge, and step out the patio door to the hot tub.As I sat waiting for our guest, I wondered if he had asked her to administer the blow job, or if she had just fallen on his cock in a fit of lust. That thought bothered me a bit, until the hot water began to magically relax me.Fred popped through the door with a smile, climbed naked into the tub, and again told me what a lucky man I was. He volunteered that he had asked Sherry for a quick blow job to slow him down, and told me what a great one she had given him."I can't believe she swallows like she does, she's unbelievable! Does she do that for you a lot?" He asked."Anytime I want one and sometimes when I don't!" I laughed, feeling great pride in my hot lady.Sherry joined us then, wrapped in a towel and carrying a tray of fruit and a bottle of wine. She smiled set the wine down, placed the tray on the edge of the tub, dropped the towel and stepped into the tub between us."Coffee, tea, of me?" She giggled."You babe. We both want you!" I answered, meaning every word.We drank, we laughed, we ate of the fruit, both on the tray and the forbidden kind. Sitting between us afforded Sherry easy access to our throbbing cocks, and us access to her sweet pussy and tits. Sherry made me stand in front of her so that she could suck my glans into her mouth. I groaned my approval as she licked and sucked me to the edge of climax. Then with a sudden move she placed me in the seat and straddled my hips, rubbing my cock against the very wet slit of her cunt. Smiling at Fred, she pushed down and engulfed my member into her incredibly hot vagina. Fred reached up to fondle her right breast, as I licked on the left one, sliding in and out of my wonderful wife. With a quiet moan I released my load into her, bringing an instant smile to her face."Cum in a hot tub!" She shouted gleefully, pointing at a white stringy gob floating to the surface. "Hey, both you guys have had orgasms, how about me?""You do the honors Fred, I've got to rest!" I said as he lifted her to the side, spread her legs, and with a smile began to lick and suck her juices and mine from her cunt."That taste great! Tasting both of you at once! You got to try this some time Bob!" He said.When I recovered from my state of shock, I watched as he avidly sucked my juices from her. That's when he dropped the bombshell."You know I'm bi-sexual! That's how I found about you two being married. I was giving Barry his once a week blow job when he told me. I hope you two don't mind, and Bob, if you ever need one, just call me." Fred said, before again scooping a gob of cream from Sherry's snatch."Is that why you like butt fucking so much?" I asked, fighting shock."You got me! I'd rather do nothing else, but I love eating girls too. Especially this one, she has the sweetest pussy ever!" He smiled.Then the real shock came!Sherry raised up on her elbows, looked me in the eye and said, "I'd love to watch him give you a blow job! Would you do that for me?"I hesitated only a minute before agreeing. Adding..."Only if I get to suck his jiss out of you like he's doing mine now.""Only if you suck his dick for me. Is it a deal?" She asked, excitement showing all over her face."Yes." Was all I could say as I reached into the water and began stroking his long hard cock."This is going to be the best night of my life!" Fred said. "Anybody want to fuck?""Yes, I do. And I want it in my ass, can you handle it?" Sherry asked Fred."You bet! Bend that pretty ass over the side here, and I'll give it all to you!" Fred threatened.Sherry stood and bent over the side, presenting her beautiful ass for his inspection. Fred bent rapidly to his task, licking her asshole. Then sliming his finger with the jelly he slid it into her with one smooth motion."Bob, suck on my cock while I get her ready, then we'll take turns with her pretty bum." Fred said, winking at me.Without a second thought, and a wink at my wife, I slid under his legs and swallowed his cock till it hit the back of my throat. Controlling my gag reflex, I sucked deeply at his shaft, enjoying the feel of his hard meat in my mouth.After only a few minutes, Fred gently pulled me away and told me, "Okay, she's ready. Watch this!", Then slid his greasy cock into her plump bottom steadily till his balls bounced off her upturned cunt.Sherry moaned with the intrusion, grunted, and then begin to push back at the pounding cock on each thrust. After fifteen or twenty jabs with his long thin cock, Fred pulled out and told me to take a turn.The sensation of my prick entering her bottom was strangely exciting. Being somewhat larger than Fred, I could feel her start to tense up. Soon my balls also slapped her cunt and I lost control, cumming gobs of hot cream into her bowels. As I fell away, my cock rapidly shrinking, Fred took my place and drove his hard prick into her again. He slammed at her mercilessly till he too climaxed with a howl, and slid back into the hot water. Sherry laid over the side groaning her pleasure. Fred looked over at me and said not to worry about the state of my softening cock, he said he would take care of it in a minute.Sherry perked up at the sound of that and insisted that I sit on the edge so that he could suck my cock at that very instant. I pulled myself up on the edge and watched as my friend sucked my half hard prick into his mouth. Soon I was again hard and jerking convulsively in the throes of a hard orgasm. Fred turned and kissed Sherry, sharing my load between them. Sherry had been sucking Fred to a raging hard on and the two of them soon slipped form the water and fucked like wild animals a scant three feet from me. I watched Fred's cock disappear into Sherry's hot cunt, only to see it reappear wet with her juice. He yelled his impending climax, and slammed into her one last time, shooting his goo into her depths.Sherry rolled him off of her and told me, "Eat me now! Suck his jiss out of me!"I winked at my love and began licking thick gobs of cream from her cunt. He was right! It did taste great! A treat I mentally planned to repeat.Fred left after that, leaving Sherry and I exhausted and eager to enter dreamland. Friday was uneventful at work. John hardly spoke to me and Barry only waved in the hall. I wondered if we had done something to upset them.Saturday found Sherry and I sitting on our patio, enjoying the sunshine. Sherry was wearing the same suit she had used to dance at the bachelor party. The party that seemed to have taken place years ago, instead of only a few months.We were surprised to see Barry and John at the back gate. Neither had been over for about two weeks. We had become convinced that something I had said had upset them, or that they had gotten tired of sex with Sherry."Hey guys! Come on in! Can I get you two a beer or a coke?" I shouted, genuinely happy to see them both. We both missed our friend John, but Sherry really missed the sex with Barry and his mammoth cock."Uh, yeah a beer would be great." Said John."Beer for me too Bob. Hello Sherry, how's my favorite girl?" Barry said.After pleasantries were exchanged and drinks served we settled into a light conversation. I knew that they had come to talk, but didn't want to push either of them. I figured they would get to the point soon enough. Whatever had kept them away wasn't Sherry. They each filled a hand with her breast, eventually asking her to sit topless as we talked, saying how much they missed her. Since we have a very high fence around the back yard, she was happy to comply with their wishes, taking her bottom off too. I feel she was hoping to have sex with the two but, the mood was too serious.Finally Barry felt comfortable enough to get to the point."Look Bob. You're doing a great job, I couldn't be happier. But, someone, I'm not sure who, talked around the plant about our arrangement. Mr. Washington called me into his office last week, I thought he was going to fire me! He didn't approve of me giving a promotion based on a man's wife's sexuality. He demanded details, and I tried to give him the information I thought would get me off the hook and keep you from being fired." He started."Look Barry, it's okay. We've saved a little money, I'll find another job somewhere. Sherry was even thinking about dancing for extra money since you guys don't seem to come over much any more. We'll make out." I tried to make this a little easier for him. He continued to talk, looking at Sherry's wonderful body."No, No. You haven't been fired! I told you, you have been doing a great job. That's not the problem. We haven't been over because we were embarrassed that we spilled the beans. We had promised you that no one else would find out and now Fred's involved. More than that, the boss wants in too. That's what we came to talk to you guys about. He says that if he can come over once in while, he won't say anything about it to Mr. Asnew the owner. "We didn't know how you would take it, but it would save all our jobs, and if you let him then one or both of us will back out of the picture. We know that with me coming over two or three nights a week, and John over a night a week, and now Fred wanting to visit, that doesn't leave you guys much time and besides there's more to life than sex. Sherry is the best lady in the world, but she's got to have a life beyond pleasing all of us." Barry confided."Well we appreciate the concern, but Sherry has missed the two of you, and both of us are happy with the arrangement we have. I don't know if sex with Mr. Washington is in the cards though, that's pushing it." I answered."Why not Hon? What's the big deal with this Mr. Washington? Is he really old and wrinkled or something?" Sherry asked, stroking Barry's very hard cock."No Sherry, Mr. Washington is black. He's about thirty years old. A very big man. Hell, he must be six foot six, and weight two fifty or more!" Barry told her, unzipping his pants as he talked.Sherry smiled down at his hand as he pulled his cock out. Wrapping her small white hand around his fuck stick, she smiled at him and before lowering her mouth to his organ, said," I don't mind him being black. I've never had a black man. I still want to see you guys though.""Gosh that's great! Do you mind Bob? Is it really okay with you Sherry?" John showing obvious relief gushed."No, I don't mind, if it's okay with Sherry, tell him okay." I smiled at my cocksucking wife.Sherry only winked at me and went back to her blow job."I shouldn't ask this, but can I fuck her while she's doing that? It's really been a while, and I'm getting turned on." John asked."I thought you'd never ask!" Sherry smiled at him. "Get in there and do your best fella!" She joked.I relaxed and watched as John mounted her from behind. From the ease of his entrance she must have been really wet. The two men soon reached orgasm, filling her two holes with their male scum.Later that afternoon Sherry and I discussed the conversation we had had with Barry and John. I was surprised that she seemed excited about being with a black man. The idea had never occurred to me, but I too found the thought intriguing.Sunday evening Mr. Washington arrived promptly at eight. He treated us both as good friends, quickly putting us at ease. He presented Sherry with a dozen red roses, and me with a bottle of Dom Pernon, which we opened to toast our new friendship. I was surprised at his level of nervousness. He was a gentleman to the end, waiting for us to make the first move. No mention of the conversation with John and Barry. I decided to take control of the situation, and asked him what he thought of Sherry. He told me he thought she was a vision, and had a wonderful figure. I asked him if he would like to make love to her. He smiled a wide white toothed grin and told me I had a great future with the company.I turned to Sherry and asked her if she'd like to show her new outfit to Mr. Washington."I'd love to get an impartial opinion! Bob always tells me I look no matter what I wear. Today I was at the mall, and I bought the most scrumptious outfit! Would you really like to see it?" She asked, picking up on my vibes."No! Really! I'd love to see it. Please model it for us." Mr. Washington begged.Sherry smiled and ran from the room. She had not been shopping that day, but I knew she'd find just the right outfit for the moment."Bob, please call me Tyrell, Mr. Washington is fine for work, but not social occasions. I understand you are doing a great job for the company. I'm sorry I haven't taken the time to talk to you before, but I'm certainly glad I accepted your kind invitation to visit your home. Tell me, are all the wonderful things I hear about you, and, uh, Sherry true, or is there a little exaggeration going on?" He asked."Well Tyrell, I don't know what you heard, but I think you're in for a very interesting evening. In fact I'm sure of it! Well here she is! Darling you look wonderful!" I exclaimed."Oh my! You are a very beautiful woman Sherry." Tyrell exclaimed.Sherry was wearing a pair of Nike shoes with thigh warmers, a pink scarf around her neck, and the biggest smile you could imagine. Turing on her toes, she showed us her ass, then spun back around posing with her hands on her hips, her legs spread slightly showing a small patch of pubic hair and a pout on her pretty mouth."The shoes were on sale, what do you think?" She beamed."I'd say you got a hell of a deal! You know I've never seen a white woman nude before, and you are a visual treat!" Tyrell drooled, his eyes never leaving her pink nippled breast."Hey, I'm not nude! I'm wearing my shoes and a scarf! Let's not get a rumor started!" She smiled. "Would either of you care to dance? I'm really in the mood to dance.""You go ahead Tyrell, I'm still too tired from mowing the lawn today. You might want to take off that jacket first though." I offered.Mr. Washington couldn't get his coat off fast enough. He jumped to his feet as Sherry played a CD of love songs, all slow and melted against his chest. They moved slowly about the room, Mr. Washington watching me the whole time to see if I was going to intercede. I only smiled at him and motioned for him to stroke her bottom.He smiled back and slowly lowered his hands to her taut buttocks. As his confidence grew, his hands roamed more freely over her smooth body, finally slipping between them to cup her left breast. With an urging from Sherry, his head bowed and he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth. Sherry slipped her hands to the front of his pants and began to caress the incredible bulge growing there. Her eyes lit up as soon as she realized what a large organ he had dangling in his pants. Her patience gone she began to quickly undress the smiling black man.What a scene! My wife naked on her knees in front of a huge black man, wearing only French cut men's bikini pants. Eyeing the huge bulge nestled between his legs, and him being my boss!I had turned the video camera on earlier, excited about the prospect of viewing it again later. His shyness had made the experience much more interesting than I could have hoped.Sherry licked her lips, then reached up and began to tug down his tight fitting shorts. As his giant cock flopped into view, I could hear Sherry suck in her breath. She slipped the pants off his legs, never taking her eyes off his large balls and huge black cock. Then she took his nuts in one small white hand as she licked at the plum colored head of his thick shaft. I could see her taste a pearly drop of pre-cum and then resume her tongue bath. She seemed to have some trouble getting the head of the large organ into her mouth, but somehow she managed to engulf about two inches. My best guess was that his prick was twelve to fourteen inches long. It was hard, but the weight of it forced it to hang at a forty-five degree angle."God! That feels good. I don't want you to stop, but I also have decided that you are really nice people and I don't want to force you into anything you don't want. Bob you won't lose your job, so if you want to stop Sherry, it's okay. If you don't want to stop, then lay back and spread those beautiful legs, I would love to lick that pink pussy of yours!" Tyrell offered, a gentleman to the end.Sherry reluctantly let the bulbous head of his cock slip from her lips, squeezed his balls one last time, laid back, spreading her legs, looked Tyrell right in the eyes and said." Don't hold back! I want it all in me! Fuck me with that big black cock."Tyrell fell to his task quickly, and was soon munching happily on Sherry's hot cunt. Sherry moaned her pleasure as he dined. Moving into position, Tyrell tried to get the head of his prick into Sherry, but seemed to have trouble. After several tries Sherry took charge."Here, you lay on the floor, I'll get it in!" She ordered.He laid back, holding his long rod straight up as Sherry moved over him and placed the head against her small opening. I moved to afford a view between their legs, thrilled as the black cock shaft begin to disappear into Sherry's hot little pussy. She slowly continued the pressure till her ass crack rested against his balls."God! I've never been all the way in a woman before! You are the hottest tightest bitch I've ever fucked!" Tyrell screamed."Glad you like it! I like big dicks. I want this one a lot. Will you come back and give me some more? Or should I make this one last?" Sherry asked the astonished black man."Baby, I'll give it to you anytime you want it. Is that all right with you Bob?" He asked."I love my wife, and I love to see her happy! We'd love to have you over as often as you can come or cum, as the case may be!" I answered, mesmerized by the sight of his huge cunt splitter sliding in and out of Sherry's widely stretched cunt.I watched as he began to hunch up towards her, sucking on her distended nipples. Watched as his ass muscles tightened. Watched as his cock twitched, signaling his orgasm. Watched as the hot white cream dripped from around his shaft, down onto his large black balls.Sherry slid off of him and slowly licked and sucked him clean. She winked to me and signaled that she wanted me to suck her dry as soon as he left.Mr. Washington thanked us profusely as he left promising to be back soon. I thanked him for his hot cream as I licked Sherry's cunt.*Tuesday of the next week, found me packing my things for my little road trip. Sherry had wanted to go, but both Barry and John had asked if they might visit, and since it had been a while since they had come over we thought maybe Sherry should be available for them. I figured that if I hurried I could be back home by Friday night, and we planned a nice weekend for the two of us.My trip took me through the entire western part of the state. Wednesday night I pulled into a Best Western, took a steamy hot shower and called Sherry at half past nine.The phone rang for several minutes before she answered. I had begun to think she had gone out for the evening and was preparing to hang up when she answered."Oh! Hi babe. What you doing that you take so long to get to the phone?" I asked."Well, Tyrell is here, and we were well, you know, we were having sex. What's happening with you?" She answered."Are you using the camera, like we agreed?" I asked."Yes, silly! You won't believe it though! He's done it twice to me already and it seems as though his cock enters me easier each time. I was sucking him back into condition when the phone rang, for another session. By the way, both John and Barry came to lunch. Have you met anyone to play with while you're on the road?" She asked."No. And I don't really want too. I love you and I think I'm beginning to feel insecure again, what with you screwing all these guys while I'm gone. Do you really enjoy the sex that much?""I don't enjoy it at all! I crave it! When I'm not doing it, I'm thinking about it. I don't know why, maybe it's just the idea of all the different sizes and all, I don't know. I do love you though, and if you don't want me to continue, I'll quit. Just let me know so I can tell your boss." She said."Oh, no! I don't mind, not as long as you tape it for me. When does he think he needs to come over again?" I asked."He hasn't said. He did say something about bringing a friend next time, if you didn't mind." She said, sounding tired.I told her fine, whatever she wanted and hung up, laying in the dark and imagining her spread out on the bed for Mr. Washington's big hard black cock. The image of him shooting gobs and gobs of hot white cream into and onto her raced through my dreams all night.*When I arrived I viewed the tapes she had made for me. There were three full tapes, nearly six hour of her fucking and sucking John, Barry and Tyrell. Tyrell had come over twice, pounding into her from behind the second night till she cried out in pain. She never complained, but I could tell she was getting burned out on the whole thing. The sparkle was gone from her eyes and she never talked about it anymore.Saturday we spent relaxing in the back yard, taking turns rubbing tanning oil onto each other's backs. When the phone rang, Sherry went to answer it. In a few minutes she returned to the back yard, looked at me and said."Well here we go again!" "Why? What's up babe?" I asked."That was Mr. Washington. He said that he understood from the other guys that I like it up the ass and his friend has a thing for that type of sex. He said that if I would entertain him and his friend tonight that he would be sure to see that you got the entire state to be technical supervisor over. So, I guess you want me to do it, don't you?" She asked."Honey, I really don't care. We have all we need now. If you feel you want to do it then fine, otherwise tell him no." I told her truthfully."No, I want you to get that promotion, I'll do it. Go buy some snacks for us to eat later and I'll call him back with our answer." She told me, turning walking quickly into the house.I watched her wonderful buttocks twitching as she walked, thinking no wonder the guys want to screw her back there. I hurried to the store, deciding that tonight I would hide and see what really happens when I'm not around. Not that I didn't trust Sherry, It's just that I didn't really trust the fellows.At eight o'clock that evening, Sherry said she was going to take a shower and get ready for her nine o'clock date. I told her I was going out for a drink and I'd see her later. I then moved the car to the park down the street and walked back to the house. I secreted myself in the bedroom closet and waited for the men to arrive.I wasn't kept waiting long. I peeked through the louvres, watching Sherry putting on her make-up, stifling a giggle when she dabbed perfume on her neatly shaved pussy. By the clock on the bed side table, the doorbell rang at nine o'clock sharp, and Sherry hurried to answer it wearing string bikini panties and a cut-off t-shirt. She looked great! I could hear the men laughing and Sherry preparing drinks for all. Sneaking from my hiding place, I found a spot near the top of the stairs that afforded me a view of the living room. The other man that Tyrell brought was Mr. Asnew! A small wiry black man, going on the back side of fifty! I tried not to laugh as I watched this tycoon of the business world, openly ogle my wife! She tried to keep the conversation light, but Mr. Asnew was so excited he couldn't concentrate on what she was saying.Mr. Asnew turned to Tyrell and told him he didn't think he would be needed further, and to pick him up in about two hours. Tyrell politely excused himself and left the couple alone. No sooner had the door closed behind him than Mr. Asnew asked Sherry if she would dance for him. She happily agreed and put on some slow sexy music, undulating about the room. Mr. Asnew was anything but shy, unzipping his pants and pulling his very thin, very long, very hard cock free. I starred in disbelief, the guy's prick must have been a foot long! Mr. Asnew rubbed it fiercely as he watched Sherry do a slow strip. When she was naked she moved to him and moving to her knees, began to lick and suck on the old guys hard cock. Mr. Asnew removed the rest of his clothes, careful not to break the lip lock Sherry had on his dick. He then leaned forward and filled his hands with her soft tit flesh as she worked over his prick. After ten of fifteen minutes of this hot action, he leaned back against the sofa and groaned out a long climax. I could see Sherry smile around his cock as she caught every drop. She laid next to him on the sofa while he stroked her naked flanks, telling her how good her ass fucking would be. It took over half an hour and another blow job to get the old guy hard again, Sherry grabbing his hand and heading for the bedroom. I rushed ahead of them to the closet, my hard cock in my hand. As soon as they entered, he told her to get on her hands and knees, then stepped behind her and spit on his hard long cock. In moments he was balls deep in her tight cunt slamming against her with an urgency I had never seen before! Pulling free of her clinging pussy, he re-positioned the head of his prick at her anal opening. With a yelp he pushed the head into her and then slammed forward, burying the entire foot of cock into her rectum. He fucked her hard for several minutes, as she reached back rubbing his balls. Finally with a last jerk, he began to cum in her bowels. She smiled and laid her head on the pillow, waiting for him to withdraw. Sherry fetched a warm wet towel and cleaned his tired wilted organ, then escorted him to the living room to wait for his ride.After they left she came to the closet and opened the door, telling me she had known all along that I would be in there. She also told me that I wouldn't have to worry about going on the road anymore since she now had tape of him having sex with her! She explained her plan to blackmail the men into promoting me to vice president, and her plan to seduce Tyrell's wife. She had found out through Tyrell that his wife, Olivia, was bi-sexual and had told him she would love to have a threesome with the two. She said Tyrell had seemed pleased, but afraid that his wife would find out he had been cheating on her. Sherry had assured him that his wife would never know a thing. They could come over for dinner and he could leave the rest to her.Sherry and I still enjoy a threesome on occasion, but mostly with young muscular guys that we meet when we are on cruises! Oh, we still let old Mr. Asnew come over once a month or so, but the other guys have been filtered out of our life. Well. that is except Fred. I still enjoy sucking his hard cock once in a while!Ain't life grand?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 24 |
mybigblack.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/mybigblack.txt | He snaps his fingers and I hungrily crawl across the floor toward him. He sits casually naked in is chair, his chocolate brown muscular body relaxed, and his strong legs spread wide so that I can see the object of my love, my life. Some of you will think I am perverted, and others of you may even suspect I am mentally ill, but I tell you I am not. I have just found the answer to all my longing...a reason to live. My Black Boyfriend's huge hunk of fuckmeat! Before you call me a worthless slut, please take into consideration that I just turned fifteen and that I never had sex before I met Tyrone. I think I'm a pretty girl, at least my family and the kids at school always said so. My dad told me I was too young to date boys, and I had always obeyed my parents. That is until I met Tyrone. He swept me off my feet. I am a tiny girl, although I do have very large tits. Tyrone is six foot six and his body is that of a God's. But he taught me that I don't need to worship his whole body. That is not my purpose in life. I only need to worship his enormous Dick! I live now only for Tyrone's cock...so serve it in any way I can.That day I met him at the mall changed my life forever. Until then, I had had an ordinary life with ordinary goals and dreams. Within a week of meeting Tyrone, he had fucked away my virginity and taught me how to suck his huge cock to his satisfaction.Pleasing him wasn't easy. I had had no experience. I was just a stupid cunt. But he was patient. He taught me that the most important thing in a cunt's life is to service her man's cock. He urged me to run away from home and come live with him. So I did. I left my family and friends, my school, my entire lifestyle to be with my boyfriend. I was in love. Once he had me living with him, he set about to change my love of him to love of his big black prick.As I crawl across the floor toward Tyrone in his chair, the bell he has hanging from my clit makes the prettiest little sound. the padlocks he put through each of my nipples cause my tits to hang heavy and swing. Tyrone loves that. As I crawl, my eyes are riveted on his cock. Hanging there half hard between his strong brown thighs. He wants me to only look at cocks...not even bother with guy's faces or bodies... my eyes are to be always looking at cock. Even when guys pass me on the street, I am to look at the lumps in their pants and imagine how big and tasty their dicks are. I have learned that there are many different tastes to guys' pricks. This has taken lots of practice. I am not allowed any music or TV or ordinary books or magazines. I am instructed to watch four hours of fuck videos each day, and Tyrone has me read books like. "Black Master's Teenage Slave."Tyrone has had a bad cold this week, so he frequently spits into a cup he has on a table next to him. When the cup is filled with his spit and nose gunk, he hands it to me to drink. I don't mind this because he is my boyfriend and my life to me. As I get closer to the chair, I can smell his dick and balls and my pussy starts to tingle andget wet. There is no joy in the world for me like being able to suck his dick for him. It's so large, over ten inches, that at first when he face fucked me, it really ripped up my throat. I couldn't talk for about a week. But Tyrone never was gentle...that is for other guys to be..sissy guys. NO, Tyrone takes what he wants, and that is why I love him so much. His black cock is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. My eyes tear up and I get a lump in my throat when he puts on pants because I can't stand to have it covered up.When he comes home from selling drugs or playing basketball, he will sometimes throw his dirty underwear or jock strap to me, and I get to suck on it and smell where his prick and balls have been all day.It still hurts when he fucks me because his cock is so big and he is so rough. It hurts even more when he fucks my ass.I just turned fifteen last week, and a few months ago, I didn't even know people got fucked in the ass. Now it happens to me five or ten times a day. You see, Tyrone makes me allow all of his friends to fuck me too. He says it's right for him to share me. So I have to suck and get fucked by up to fifteen guys each day. In the mouth and cunt and asshole. Tyrone fucks other girls of course. He kindly explained to me that my cunt just wasn't enough to satisfy him. That doesn't mean he doesn't love me and that I'm not his girlfriend. He just needs fresh pussy. I can understand that. But I don't like it that he comes home after fucking other girls with his dick unwashed and then wants me to lick and suck the dried cunt-slime from his prick and balls."Clean it up!" he say, slumping in his chair to smoke a joint. I have to lick every trace of the fuck off his huge orange sized nuts and his massive prick. But because I love the dick so much, I am willing to do it, and soon the taste of cunt goes away and I am left with the wonderful flavor of his fuckmeat. The only time I really hate it is when he has fucked some girl in the ass, and then I really can't stand the taste. Still I have to do it if I want to keep him as my boyfriend.Please don't think he isn't wonderful to me.Two or three times a week, he lets me sleep in his bed with his dick in my mouth all night. Other nights I sleep at the side of the bed with a special blanket that he has jerked off into over a hundred times. I suck on it and kiss it and smell his cock smell.He also buys me new clothes for when he takes me out. Around the house I have to be naked so I am ready to fuck at all times, but when he takes me out, he lets me wear beautiful tiny leather skirts that come to just below my pussy and see through white blouses that are quite expensive. Of course I wear no underwear. He says he loves the way my brown nipples show through the material of the blouse. He makes me work on my nipples every day for an hour so that they stick out like erasers.I am also his special toilet girl. That means that of all the girls he fucks, he only pisses in my mouth! That's why I am allowed to sleep by his bedside on the floor, so that when he needs to take a leak from that huge fat wonderful black fuck sausage, I can slide it in my mouth and swallow his urine. He tells me thatsoon I will learn other ways to please him, and he will no longer need toilet paper.Do you think it is possible for a fifteen year old girl to find happiness like this. Sometimes I really miss my mother and father and brother. To help me get over them, he lines my litter box with their photos, and I have to squat and piss and shit on them. I am not allowed to use a toilet as that is for my boyfriend to use...I have to do my job in a litter box, often with all of his friends watching. They laugh a lot and have a really good time watching me piss and shit. I do get to clean Tyrone's toilet though, with my mouth.When Tyrone's friends are over to watch some sports event on TV, I serve them drinks and food, and they are allowed to finger me of course. When they are not fingering my twat or tits, I have to sit on a hassock next to the TV with my legs spread, holding my cunt lips open for his friends to see up my ditch. This is to entertain them Tyrone says. Tyrone says a girl of fifteen should know how to properly sit for her boyfriend.He will sometimes order me to stick three or four fingers up my cunt and sit that way. He says soon, my entire hand will fit up inside my twat, and then we will work on working my other hand up my asshole at the same time. I know it will hurt, but I also know I will do whatever Tyrone wants. After all, he is my boyfriend.***If you'd like to see a photo of Tyrone he said I may send one to you. Write to me. |
mywife4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/26/mywife4.txt | I had to wonder to myself how we managed to get into the mess we were in here. Honey had been gone for four hours now, I'm sure Ray was enjoying my wife's company tonight. I'm sure he would have her back here late tonight. I think when her walks through the door tonight, I'm just going to have to tell him everything.About the time I was in deep thoughts about what to do tonight, I heard a car pull into the driveway. I figured I might as well just set here and gain my energy if I was going to say something to Ray tonight.I waited until I saw the front door open. The light was off in the entranceway and I was trying to see them come in. Honey walked in first but I could see Ray right by her side holding on to Honey's arm as if she needed some help. She must have had a little too much to drink because Ray was leading her toward the great room. Than I noticed another figure directly behind them as they walked my way. Ray was the first to speak. He said hello and started to tell me Honey had drank a little too much tonight. Than he said, he had a surprise for me. Ray than stepped aside so I could get a look at the other person standing behind him. It was a beautiful black woman. Ray said he brought me a little surprise tonight. He introduced the lady as a long time child hood friend. He told me her name was Lori and I stood up to shake her hand. Honey in the mean time sat herself down on the love seat across from me. She smiled at me and tried to get up but lost her balance and feel back into the seat.It's been years, maybe college since I saw Honey this tipsy. Ray asked Lori to set right down on the sofa next to me so she could get acquainted with me. Lori was a beautiful woman with shoulder length hair, very long shapely legs. She looked absolutely stunning in an all pink dress. She wore matching high heels that made her legs seem a mile long.Ray said he would fix everyone a drink and mentioned he would go light on Honey's drink. Ray mentioned he took good care of Honey tonight but she insisted on doubles every time they ordered drinks. Ray motioned for me to follow him into the kitchen and help with the drinks. I really wanted to speak to my wife alone and find out what was going on.Once in the kitchen I started grabbing things to make drinks and Ray nudged me wanting to know what I thought about Lori. I couldn't lie to him, I said she was very attractive and seemed very nice. Ray said he had brought her along to meet me since I was divorced. He said he told Lori that as sweet as Honey that she just had to meet her brother. Ray also told me she had brought an overnight bag and pointed toward it setting by the front door. He asked me if I had a guest room she could stay in tonight. Meaning he was planning on staying here to night.I had a very good notion to tell him where the guest room was and he and his sister could both stay there for the night, but for some reason I didn't want to make a scene and stopped short of saying what I was thinking.We picked up the drinks and headed back to the great room. Lori was a very pleasant woman and said she had known Ray since he was 12 years old. She said they grew up in the same neighborhood together. Lori was well endowed on top, maybe more than Honey in that department. She made me feel comfortable as we spoke about many things. I couldn't help glancing over at Ray and Honey setting in the love seat together. Honey was laughing as Ray was talking to her. He was speaking low and I couldn't hear a word being said. His large arm was over her shoulder and hung down over her right breast. To my surprise, Honey had her hand on Ray's leg. I tried to keep my eye on Honey but kept getting distracted by Lori.Lori asked me to make her another drink and said in a low voice not to worry about Ray and my sister because they seemed to have there own little thing going on. I walked into the kitchen and made new drinks, on my way back I noticed the lights were dimmed in the room. It made it hard to see Ray and Honey.Handing the drink to Lori she smiled and I sat down again. Lori had moved over toward the center and when I sat down we were so close her leg was next mine. Lori crossed her legs and pushed her knee into my leg as she told me more about herself. Lori and I talked about our jobs, places she had been and so many other subjects. I could hear what I thought was kissing. I glanced toward Honey and Ray and Honey's arms were around Ray's neck as they were locked in a kiss. I could see Ray's left hand between her thighs and seemed to be close to my wife's pussy. I could barely make out what Honey was saying. She was telling Ray to keep touching her there. Honey spread her legs for Ray as they continued the kiss.I was distracted by Lori as she touched my chin with her hand and moved my face around until I was looking directly in her eyes. Lori said not to worry about my sister, Ray would take care of her tonight. Lori caught me off guard when she leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips. I returned the kiss as our lips parted and I could feel her tongue. Lori's hand was on my thigh as she told me to relax. Lori glanced toward our patio door and seen the pool. Lori said she wouldn't mind going for a swim. I don't know what got over me but I said yes, that sounds like a good idea. Lori grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the patio as I glanced around I could see Ray was still kissing Honey. One hand cupped her breast as the other was still between her legs. This time I noticed Honey's hand on Ray's crotch as I was pulled out of the room.Why was my wife so willing to the sexual advances of Ray tonight? Lori kept pulling by the pool when I asked her if she would like to go back into the house and barrow a swimsuit from Honey?Lori said she didn't need a suit and stripped down to her panties and bra. Those soon were gone with the only thing remaining were the heels. Lori soon slipped those off her feet and started undressing me and before I knew what was going on I was standing along the side of Lori with my pants bunched up around my feet with only my shoes and socks on.Lori raised my legs one at a time and I was now standing naked next to this beautiful black woman. Lori took me by the hand and pulled me down the pool steps and into the water.I tried to look inside the house to see what was going on with Honey and Ray but Lori hugged me in the water and kissed me. Lori's breasts were huge. I would say a 42B or more. She had a tiny waist and nice rear end with full cheeks. Not too fat, just nice and round.Than I was shocked as Lori put her hand down on my shaft under the water and laughed. I was as hard as a rock next to this woman. As much as I tried, I couldn't keep my eyes off her perfect body as she kissed me again while stroking my rock hard shaft. Lori than let go of me and started to swim toward the deep end and told me to follow her. I did just that and tried to look inside the house again. This time I could see my wife sitting on Ray's lap. They were still kissing and Ray hand Honey's dress down her shoulders massaging one of her breasts as they kissed.I felt Lori touch me from under the water. When she came up, she looked toward the house and could see the scene that was on display before us. Lori looked at me as she told me not to worry about my sister. Lori said that Ray was a lady's man and my sister was well taken care of.Lori said Ray was looking forward to this evening. She knew what he meant when he told her to bring along her overnight bag.Lori had her hands around my waist now and looking deep into my eyes. Lori said she would make me forget about what was going on in the house. She said we were going to have our own little party going on out here tonight. Lori said she was going to turn me into a brown sugar loving white man. Lori told me to get up on the side of the pool. I made my way over to the side so I could face the house. I climbed up the wall and sat there waiting to see what Lori had in mind. Lori was still in the water as she pulled my legs apart and reaching for my shaft which was still hard. Lori started to lick the sides and gently touch the head with her tongue. Lori's left hand had reached around to touch my rear as she slowly started to take me in her mouth. Lori slowly worked her mouth down my shaft and when she deep throated me for a few seconds, she worked herself back out slowly leaving a trail of saliva behind as she looked up at me and smiled.Lori made the statement that I'd soon forget about everything going on in that house. That's when I looked back in the house for a second and noticed that both Ray and Honey were now standing up naked in front of the love seat. The only thing I saw on Honey was her high heels. My wife had her arms around Ray and they were kissing. Ray's hands were around Honey cupping her cheeks in his large hands.Lori was licking my shaft and now going down to my testicles and sucked them inside her mouth, one at a time. My arms reached out to her breasts as Lori continued to suck me. Lori's mouth was so hot I felt my balls would burst from the pressure building up inside.Lori pushed herself up from the water as I helped hold her from going back down. Lori kissed me and said she wanted to find a nice dry spot where we could continue. I kept holding her by the waist as she pulled herself out of the water. Lori took my hand as I took her around to the other side of the pool which was just outside the great room where my wife and Ray were. We had a cabinet with towels next to the house. I handed one to Lori and she started to dry me off so I did the same to her starting with her lovely breasts.From the corner of my eye, I saw movement in the house. We were standing only a few feet from my wife and Ray. Honey was now on her knee's sucking Ray's huge shaft. He dainty hands were on his buttocks as she sucked his shaft. I thought about going in there when Lori pulled me toward her and kissed me again.Next to us a padded lounge chair and Lori guided me over toward it. Lori told me to lie down. The chair was on an angle and from my right side I could see my wife and Ray not more than eight feet from us. Lori straddled her legs on each side of me as she sat on my legs. She was now stroking my shaft again with one hand and rubbed my chest with her other hand.Lori mentioned Ray was getting naughty with Honey inside the house. I told her how could we not notice. Looking inside again, Ray had sat back down on the love seat and Honey was now riding his shaft from the top facing Ray. I could see Ray's mouth on one of Honey's breasts as she rode him. We were so close I could see Honey's pussy wrapped tight around Ray's shaft. I could even see her pussy lips. Each time Ray would thrust up inside my wife her pussy lips disappeared and when he withdrew from Honey I could see the lips hang on tight as if to keep him from pulling all the way out of her.Just as I was staring inside, I could feel Lori's warm pussy slowly lower itself down on my shaft. Lori wiggled her as a little as she paused for a moment before slowly lifting up. Lori bent herself forward letting her beautiful breasts fall down in front of my mouth and I started to suck and lick them as she lowered herself back down.I guided her with my hands around her waist as she slowly moved her rear around. Lori knew how to screw as moved at a slow steady pass as I continued to suck on her breasts. My thoughts of my wife and Ray slipped my mine as this beautiful black woman made love to me. From the corner of my right eye I could see a fast movement inside the house. I tilted my head to see Ray standing again only this time Ray was holding Honey up in mid air. Ray's hands were cupping her buttocks as Honey had her legs stretched out on either side of Ray. He was moving my wife up and down his huge pole. Honey's arms were locked around his neck.Lori moved down to kiss me again and mentioned the fun they were having inside. Lori laughed and wanted me to lift her up like Ray did with Honey. I didn't think I could lift her in that position and simply told Lori. I had a better idea.I told Lori to stand up as I followed her up and I wanted her to bend down on the lounge chair.I told her I wanted to screw her doggie style and with that I moved into position and shoved my shaft inside Lori as she let out a yelp. At the same time I could hear my wife's voice for Ray to keep screwing her harder. I could hear Ray say that he was going to keep her little pussy nice and stretched from now on. At the same time I listened to my wife and Ray I held onto Lori's rear as I began to move myself in and out of her pussy. Lori's muscles were gripping me hard. Lori's pussy felt like a vise around my shaft as I picked up speed and started to screw Lori hard.My thoughts kept drifting back to my wife and Ray as I pushed myself up into Lori's sweet pussy. Lori was getting a lot louder as I kept up my screwing. My hands were on her hips as I pulled Lori back into me with each thrust.I glanced back into the house and Ray now had my wife down on the carpet screwing Honey. My wife looked small compared to that big guy that was on top of her. Honey's arms were hanging onto Ray's shoulders as he sliced that big hunk of meat inside my wife's pussy.I could see Honey's pussy clamped onto Ray and could see the moisture glistening around his shaft. Ray was not wearing a condom was my first thought but either was I as I continued to screw Lori. The thought never occurred to ask Lori if she had protection. Lori said she wanted me to get on top of her because she could have a better orgasm when a man was on top so I pulled back out and waited for Lori to lie on the lounge chair. She was a real beauty just laying their waiting for me to mount her. I decided I wanted to lick her pussy and kneeled down at the end of the lounge and lifted Lori's legs apart. I started to lick Lori's pussy as she moved her buttocks around the lounge. Lori was getting into this as my tongue probed around her clitoris. Honey always told me I had a talented tongue when it came to licking her.Lori placed her hands on my shoulders as she began to dig her feet into the cushion of the chair. Lori than started to tremble as she said she was going to come. Lori than let out a loud yell as she started her orgasm. At the same time I could hear Honey having an orgasm inside with Ray. Honey was so loud I worried the neighbors were going to hear next door. I could hear Ray's voice as he told my wife, "That a girl cum for papa." Ray than said he was going to send a little brother in there in case the first one's got lost. I don't really know why but I seemed to get more excited hearing what was going on in the house and moved back up into position to screw Lori. I could be easily slid into Lori after her orgasm because she was so wet. Lori pulled me down to kiss her as I slowly started to screw her.Lori whispered to me. "Now isn't that better than just watching Ray and Honey getting it on."Lori also said Ray must be ready for a family because it sounded like he was going to plant a seed in my sister tonight.I didn't answer Lori I just started screwing her harder as she wrapped her long slim legs around me to hold on. Lori encouraged me to screw her deeper as I plunged my way deeper inside her. I kept up the pass for several minutes until I could feel my balls tighten and knew I was about to cum. Without thinking, I whispered to Lori if I could cum inside her. Lori said she wanted me to cum inside her and just at that moment I came so hard I think my neighbors must have heard me as I released a load.I could feel it started to leak out around the sides of my pole as I started to shrink, Lori kissed me on the lips and told me it was good. Lori moved over to the side as I lay next to her with our arms around each other.I looked over Lori's head and I could see Ray still screwing my wife on the floor. Than I herd Ray give out a yell that he was ready to cum. He was telling Honey to get those little eggs ready because Daddy was going to shoot a little son in her belly. Lori laughed and said Ray seemed determined to make me an uncle. I couldn't speak as I herd my wife telling Ray to cum for her. I figured Honey must have taken one of those pills and was completely ready for this evening.At that moment Ray let out a very loud grunt as I was close enough to actually see his shaft started to make its jerks as it pumped its seed into my wife. Ray than held still for a moment before beginning to move in a slow motion again. I had a good view from my position and couldn't see any of his sperm leaking out yet.As big as Ray is, he was keeping Honey's pussy plugged because he wasn't going soft yet. I could see him move up with just the head of his shaft still inside my wife's pussy. As Ray backed out, I could actually hear the pop it made as it slipped out of her pussy because we were being so quit out here.I could see Ray holding my wife's legs up high as he stared down at Honey's pussy. I could see a big glob of pure white sperm sort of blocking the entrance to my wife's pussy. If Ray were to let Honey's legs down, I'm sure it would just drip down her cheeks and onto the floor.Ray than guided his shaft back to the opening of my wife's pussy with his hand and started to push it back inside her. I could see the glob of seed as it disappeared back inside Honey's pussy as Ray slide back in. Ray stayed in that position for a minute and slowly worked back out. This time I could see the sperm as it coated his shaft. Than he drove it back in and he lowered himself back on top of my wife and started to kiss her.By this time Lori was touching me again and I was as hard as a rock I just laid there and enjoyed Lori's tender touch as she kissed my chest. I was still staring into the house at my wife and Ray.They were still locked in a passionate kiss as he kept himself buried to the hilt inside my wife.Ray had now tilted his head down and he was squeezing one of Honey's breasts and licking the nipple. I could hear all their movements as he jokingly asked Honey if there was milk yet? Honey laughed as she kissed Ray again and I could hear my wife tell him not to be so impatient.Could Honey be telling Ray that he had to wait until the fetus was developing for her to be giving milk? My heart sank again as my wife spoke to Ray. Ray was still fully inside my wife as she reached down between them and seemed to be trying to touch his pole. Ray lifted up a little to give Honey some room as my wife played around the entrance of her pussy and feeling Ray's pole.Than I could see her hand as it came up and rested on her belly as she looked deep into Ray's eyes. Ray whispered something to Honey as she smiled and patted her belly. Ray moved up and started to slide his pole back out of my wife. This time I could see the trail of sperm as it slowly dripped out onto the floor. It was still very thick and white as it made a small pool on the carpet.Lori than asked me if I wanted to get more comfortable for round two and wanted to go into the bedroom. I told her I'd love to go inside and she could wash up. Just as I started to move to get up, the door opened and out stepped Ray.Ray laughed and said he was glad to see we got acquainted tonight. Lori was a little embarrassed but returned saying that she and I didn't seem to stop anything going on with himself and Honey inside the house.Than Ray mentioned that Honey had to pee and he was waiting for her to return. Lori and I sat up on the lounge as Ray sat down with us as he waited for Honey to return.Lori asked to excuse herself to use the lady's room and I pointed the way toward the master suite.Once Lori was inside, Ray laughed and asked me how I liked getting a little brown sugar tonight. I told Ray I thought Lori was a sweet lady and very beautiful. Ray said he knew I might want some company this weekend while he stayed here with Honey. Ray then made another comment that I might get horny hearing him making love to my sister all weekend and thought about his friend Lori. Ray laughed again and said he might just take Honey back into the bedroom and lock the door as long as he knew Lori and I were getting along.I told Ray that wasn't necessary and told him he could stay out here if he wanted. Ray returned by saying, "do you mean a foursome?" I really didn't mean it in a way it came out.Ray said he would ask Honey what she thought when she came back out. Ray said not to worry about the carpet that he would make sure it was clean before he left. Ray said that besides, he thought he made sure most of his seed was going to stay planted in the field and laughed again.I was just about ready to tell Ray the truth when Honey walked out the door. Ray motioned for Honey to set on his lap as she walked over and sat herself down. Ray put his arms around my wife and with one hand cupped one of her breasts in his big hand. Ray laughed as he said she wasn't giving milk yet.Honey smiled but looked a little as if she had a hang over or something. I tried to look into her eyes but she was avoiding me for some reason. Ray told my wife that I wanted them to join us out hear by the pool and wanted to know how she felt about it. Honey started to say something when Ray tilted his head around to kiss my wife. I could see Honey's mouth open to receive Ray's tongue as hers made its way out to greet his. I could hear the slurping noise as they continued with a long passionate kiss. Ray's hand was back between her thighs as Honey opened her legs to give Ray easy access to her mound. Ray patted her pussy mound as he kept up the kiss with my wife. Ray broke the kiss for a moment to say to Honey, "This is Daddy's little white pussy from now on." Ray than patted my wife's belly as he looked deep into her eyes. How does my little momma think about that?Honey just smiled back at Ray as if she didn't want me to hear what she was thinking.Ray had his hand against my wife's pussy lips and looked like he was trying to worm his way inside her with one of his fingers. Just as I was thinking, Ray brought his hand up and told Honey she was still leaking his seed. I could see his wet fingers as he held it up for Honey to see.Ray gave my wife another kiss as he cupped one of her breasts again. Lori made her way back out and sat on my lap as Honey broke the kiss and gave her an unpleasant look. Honey couldn't say much right now because she was sitting in Ray's lap while he caressed her breasts. I put my arm around Lori and hugged her as she bent down to kiss me as Ray and Honey looked on.It started getting cool outside and Lori made the suggestion that we could move inside where it was warmer. So we all got up and walked back into the family room. This time Honey waited for Ray to set down first as she waited to set on his lap again. Lori and I ended up across from them on the sofa and sat on my lap once she noticed what Honey had done.Ray started kissing Honey again as Lori started to smile and say maybe we should leave them alone out here and move into the bedroom. I started to say no but at the last second I changed my mind and said maybe she was right and we got up and I took Lori by the hand as we walked into the bedroom. I don't think Ray and Honey even noticed us getting up. I looked back at them just as I closed the bedroom door and Honey was already lying on her back as Ray was kissing her belly. I couldn't help to think they were going to be screwing again very soon.I got into bed with Lori as she kissed me and told me she thought I was a really nice man especially the way I was so open with my sister. Lori also thanked me for letting her stay here and hoped I felt comfortable with her. Lori also said I was the first guy she met that she ever went to bed with on the first date and would hope I didn't think any less for her doing so. Lori said she would really like to get to know me a lot better and hoped we could spend sometime this weekend getting more acquainted.Lori asked if it would be any trouble for me to get us something to drink like maybe some sodas. Lori told me to be quite when I opened the door so Ray and Honey wouldn't hear me. I opened the door slowly and the light had been turned off.I walked slowly toward the kitchen trying to find my way in the dark. The moon was glowing in from the door way and light up the great room. I herd Ray's voice and the movement of the cushions on the sofa. Ray was telling Honey to keep moving her pussy around. I could also hear him say how tight she felt.I made my way into the kitchen to make those drinks. I don't even think they knew I was just in the room. I poured the soda in the glassed over ice hoping they didn't see the refrigerator light. I took the drinks and walked back toward the bedroom.I herd Honey's voice this time as she was saying to Ray, "screw me harder darling." I could hear her say, keep giving it to me just like that baby. I made an attempt to look over the back of the sofa and I could see Honey was sitting on top grinding her buttocks down into Ray's hard shaft again. I knew my wife was loving every minute of it as I continued my walk toward the bedroom.Lori was waiting for me when I got back and kissed me as I sat next to her. I couldn't keep my mind off the things that were taking place tonight with my wife. I gave Lori her drink and tried to think about her at the moment. Lori and I talked for more than two hours as we got more acquainted with one another. I learned many things about this woman I just met tonight. She was not only very attractive but also very smart. We were both very tired and Lori fell asleep next to me. I could sleep thinking about Ray and Honey in the next room. I kept thinking of the way Honey was acting and tried to blame it on the liquor she may have consumed to night. I thought about the way Honey avoided looking directly at me tonight and the things I herd her say to Ray this evening was really bothering me. I looked over at Lori and she was sound asleep. I decided to get up and open the door to see if Honey was still going at it with Ray. I got up and opened the door slowly but didn't hear anything or see anything. The chairs in the great room appeared to be empty as I slowly made my way into the room. I walked slowly around the sofa and I stepped on something wet. I put my hand down on whatever it was and smelled my hand. It was Ray's seed he had pumped into my wife. There was no sign of them here at all and decided to go across to the guest room and check it. The door was closed and locked so I decided to walk through the other bedroom as I had done before and go through the adjoining bathroom. I made my way around and through the bath being careful not to make any noise. I noticed the time on the dresser which said a little after three in the morning. The bathroom door was shut in this room too and checked to see if it were locked. Sure enough I found that door locked too. This was a bathroom door and I could open it with a coat hanger which I got out of the closet and straightened one end. I gently put it in the hole until I herd a click. I turned the knob and found that it had worked.Putting the hanger back down I slowly opened the door and walked across the bathroom. The light in the bedroom was still on and it seemed bright. I tried to look inside and they were on the bed. Ray was sitting up doing something over my wife. Honey was laying on her back with her legs spread as Ray bent over with something in his hand.It looked like an ink pen and I remembered the writing Ray had put on Honey the other night. Ray must have been touching up his artwork. I almost went into shock as Ray got up and put the pen he had on the dresser. I thought for sure I was going to get caught in here. Ray got into bed next to my wife and reached over to turn the light out. I moved away from the doorway for a few minutes and realized they were finally going to sleep.I looked back in the room again and because of the moon I could see Ray's arm around my wife as they lay on their side. I slowly made my way back to my room for the night.**The next morning I woke and glanced over at the clock. It was after ten in the morning and my first thoughts were about last night. Maybe it was just a dream and I would wake up with Honey laying next to me. Looking over my side I could see a figure laying in bed with me. Perhaps it was Honey and it all had been a dream. Lifting my head from the pillow I tried to see who was laying next to me when all of a sudden she turned toward me and said good morning. It was Lori the woman I had just met last night. The same woman I had made passionate love to while my wife made passionate love to Ray.I told Lori good morning as I started getting myself out of bed to use the bathroom. Lori looked just as beautiful in the morning as she did last night.I came back out of the bathroom and Lori was waiting for me by the door and gave me a kiss on the cheek as I walked back into the bedroom. Lori came back into the bedroom and asked me if I'd like to take a shower with her. I found myself saying yes as I walked back into the bathroom with Lori.Once in the shower, Lori started washing my back working a gentle motion with the cloth. Lori lathered up the cloth again and worked down my crotch wrapping the washcloth around my shaft as she washed me off.I returned the favor as I lathered up another washcloth and gently started to clean Lori's back. I worked my way around her front and started to clean her beautiful breasts working my hand around until Lori's nipples were hard as rock. I worked my way down to her bush and rubbed the cloth around Lori's mound. Lori took my hand and placed it back over her mound as she kissed me. I gently pulled Lori to me as we continued the kiss. We finished our shower and dried off. Lori than took me by the hand where she told me to lie on the bed. I did ask she asked and Lori soon followed me and sat next to me on the bed. Lori than took my shaft in her hand and started to stroke me and getting me hard.Lori than lowered her head and took the head inside her mouth as she teased me with her tongue and smiled at me. Lori than started to take me in her mouth until her lips were touching my hair. Lori was deep-throating me and it felt good.Lori began a steady pace as she moved up and down my pole working her mouth like butter. Lori's hand cupped my testicles as she continued to give me a blowjob.It only took several minutes before I told Lori I was ready to shoot. Lori kept up the pace and I let yelled out that I was going to come any second.Lori started to stroke my shaft with her hand at the base of my shaft as she sucked on me. I came in Lori's mouth as she continued to suck on me. Her mouth didn't even open as I pumped my hot load inside her mouth. My thoughts about waking up in the morning and having another woman suck me off was a dream in itself. Lori didn't stop until she had licked up every drop that leaked out of the head. I told Lori that was wonderful as she got up to wash off her face.Lori went into the bathroom again and when she returned she was wearing her robe that tied around the front. Lori bent over to kiss me again.I got up off the bed and took my robe off the door and tied it around me. We both headed out into the great room to see if Honey and Ray were up yet.We made our way into the room and Ray was sitting on the sofa by himself. We all said good morning and Ray mentioned that Honey was just finishing her shower and would be out soon.From the looks of Ray's face I'd say he didn't get much sleep last night. I could also see small love bites all around his neck from my wife.Ray smiles at Lori and asked her how her and I were getting along and Lori answered that we were doing just as fine. Lori also mentioned to Ray that it looked like he and Honey were not doing too badly themselves and wanted to know when the wedding would be and he laughed.Ray made a joke out of it as he told Lori she shouldn't talk like that around me because I might try and protect my sister against big bad old Raymond. He laughed again and said he was waiting until at least the end of the weekend to tell me. Ray made another joke to me as he smiled at both of us and said, you know that old saying Jim once you go black you never go back. Honey walked out of the bedroom as Ray just finished what he said. Everyone said their good mornings. Ray asked Honey to come over and give him a good morning kiss. Honey walked over to the back of the sofa and leaned over and kissed Ray on the lips. Honey was wearing her robe as well and walked around the sofa and sat next to Ray. Honey gave Ray another kiss once she sat down next to him. Ray moved his hand and parted Honey's robe and slid his hand inside and seemed to be patting her belly. Ray seemed to be making a little remark as he asked Honey. How was his little baby doing this morning? Honey didn't answer him verbally but smiled over at Ray and held his hand in place on her belly.Everyone sat and talked about what they wanted to do today. Ray got up and walked toward my direction and motioned for me to follow him to the kitchen. Once in the kitchen, Ray said he would like to spend some quality time alone with Honey today. I asked him what exactly he had in mind. Ray said that either Honey and he could leave for the day or I could take Lori out for the day. Like a dummy I went along with it as Ray said he would flip a coin to see who would have to leave. Ray called heads and the coin was flipped. Ray would get to stay here with Honey while I took Lori out for the day. Ray mentioned that it was all right if I wanted to stay away very late if I knew what he meant. We both walked back and told the lady's what we had planned and Lori said she would get dressed and walked over to get the bag she had brought with her. Honey just sat on the sofa as Ray sat himself back down and put his arm around her. I walked away to get dressed myself wondering if I could sneak Honey to the side and see what was going on. Lori had put on a pair of shorts and a tight fitting top which revealed lots of cleavage. She had put on high heels and looked stunning as she did last night. Lori finished applying her makeup as I finished dressing my self and we were ready to go. Lori and I walked back out and we could see Honey sitting on Ray already. Honey was facing the back of the coach as she straddled Ray's lap. She was perfectly still as we stood staring for a moment until we figured out what was going on. They were trying to act as if Honey was just sitting on Ray's lap when Lori and I both knew Ray had his shaft buried deep inside Honey again. Neither one of them moved an inch afraid that they would give themselves away. Lori said she would see them later and both Ray and Honey said bye to us and have a nice day. We both walked toward the door and I opened it for Lori as she stepped outside. I looked back for an instant and I could see Honey moving above Ray already. They didn't waste anytime getting it on.Lori and I spent the day by the beach and having lunch together. We were planning an evening together when Lori's cell phone rang. It was her ex-husband on the phone and he had to drop their son back off by six this evening because he had to work. So my plans with Lori had to be put on hold. Lori told me she would be available next weekend so we made a date for Saturday night.I drove to Lori's house and walked her up to the door giving her a kiss and telling Lori I'd see her next Saturday. As I drove off my thought to myself that I just made a date with another woman. A beautiful black woman I had just met this weekend but found myself very attracted to.It still felt like a dream because I hadn't planned on having sex with that woman. We all had a few drinks last night which contributed to our actions. My thoughts were starting to go back to my wife Honey.I pulled into the driveway of our home and I didn't see Ray's car. I thought to myself that now would be my time to confront Honey on what was going on with Ray. I felt things were going too far here and wanted to put a stop to this. I walked into the house and looked around but didn't see Honey. I made my way around the house until I got to the bedroom. There was a light on in her closet. It was a big walk-in closet where Honey had all her clothes stored. I looked inside and Honey wasn't there but some of her clothes were missing and my heart sank. Was Honey leaving me for Ray? |
initiation4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/initiation4.txt | Part 4Over the next few days we were given our chores, but none of us were being used sexually. My Job was to vacuum the whole house every day and also to weed the garden. I have really adjusted to walking around naked all the time. My tits are becoming tan which I find so sexy. I have met a few other the white slaves in the neighborhood, and I am amazed no one has ever complained, ever seems to love their new life here. The hormones are being fed to the three of us and Tony's tits are starting to develop. He is even acting more feminine. Both Kayla and I have both grown a little in just a few days. I can't wait to see where our tits end up being and Kayla and I both have a feeling we are pregnant.Kayla's job is to clean the bathrooms, Kitchen and do all the dishes. Tony is being taught to cook and do the laundry. He also cuts the grass. I love the comments he gets as he is outside and his budding tits are showing, he is going to make such a good she-male. But as the days go on, I become hornier and hornier as do the kids. We are kept in separate cells so we can't even fuck each other. Everyone masturbates them self to sleep and I notice Tony is fingering his ass more and more as he masturbates. We all help out taking care of Maria's and Kim's babies. I have gotten so horny, that the onetime Kim and Maria came back from the adult shop totally used and abused I wasn't feeling sorry for them I was very jealous, I wanted it to be me, why aren't they fucking me, why them was all that ran through my mind.A week after the welcome to the neighborhood, I am vacuuming the living room and John stops me. My pussy juices start flowing as he looking at me hoping he fucks me."How are you recovering from your start?""I'm good sir." I look at him hoping he will take me right there."That's good, we will need to talk tonight about your ex. We have to deal with that soon.""Yes sir, ummmm sir is there anything I can do for you now."John laughs, reaches out and twists and pulls my nipples and I let out a moan of pain and pleasure. "So your jonesing to be fucked are you?""Yes sir please use me.""Good girl, but not yet, I want you to the point you will do anything to be fucked, not just a submissive slut like you are now, now get outside and finish your yard work.""I will do anything now."John smacks me and I fall to the floor. "Listen cunt, you do as you are told and never argue and we will soon see if you will truly do anything"I look at him and I get up and I nod and I go outside to start weeding the garden. Tony is already out there doing the grass, his budding tits are getting a nice tan as they are growing, and his hairless cock is bouncing around and looks so sexy. He is really developing a female look to him. I walk over to the garden and kneel down and begin weeding when I hear a commotion. I turn around and see three young neighborhood boys around Tony. I can't hear what they're saying but from their actions it looks like they are teasing him, and they can't be more than 8 or 9 yrs old. One the boys reach out and start twisting his tits. I notice Tony getting hard when one the boys punch him in the stomach. The rest of the boys start hitting him and he falls to the ground. I get up to go over to help him when John comes out."get back to your fucking work and don't ever think of interfering when anyone is doing anything to anyone here."I go back to weeding as I see Tony on the ground and the boys kicking him. I see him curled up in a ball and crying. John calls for Angelo to come out the house as the boys pull out their little cocks and start to pee all over Tony. Angelo walks over to the group and is saying things to them, it looks like he is yelling at them. Then I see Tony get on all 4's and Angelo takes off his pants. His cock is rock hard and he shoves it in Tony's ass. He grabs his hair as he fucks him and says something to the boys and they take turns fucking Tony's mouth. This goes on for about 5 minutes and my pussy is aching. I keep working as I see John staring at me smiling but I know I don't dare take a break to masturbate. Angelo pulls out of Tony's ass and shoots a load all over his ass and back. He moves to Tony's face and makes him lick his cock and balls clean. He then waves the boy's to move on and Tony gets up and goes back to his yard work with a rock hard cock.I finish my yard work and I go inside as I know it is getting close to dinner time. I go inside and I see Kayla's tits all mauled and scratched up as she is cleaning the kitchen."What happened to you?""OMG mom, it was fucking awesome, I was cleaning the bathroom and I looked outside and I saw Tony getting fucked like the bitch he is becoming and I was so horny. Two of the crew came in and just fucked me so fucking hard, they shoved my head in the toilet as they fucked me, mauled my tits and I actually squirted I was so horny, It was amazing."I give her a hug and a kiss, I so want to lick her all over but I see the guys out of the corner of my eye, "that's so great honey, I'm so happy for you, but you better get your work done before we get in trouble"I go down stairs and Maria and Kim are both feeding their babies and both looked totally used too. They both tell similar stories of being used today. I start to wonder what is wrong with me as I go to take a shower and begin to cry. Then I start to think about Tony today and I start to rub my clit and tits, just as I start to get myself worked up, I hear John yell down, "Dinner 5 minutes!"I stop masturbating even more frustrated than before. I get out of the shower dry off and dry my hair and I go upstairs to eat, and for the first time since I been here I have a seat at the table next to John and Angelo.I sit down sorta nervously. I look around then I look down and I see my nipples are so hard they look like they can cut glass. I already feel a puddle forming on the chair. Kim, Maria, Tony and Kayla all come out to serve dinner and they all look at me shocked. I shrug my shoulders at them to stop the glares. "Your ex has been making a lot of noise trying to find you and the kids" john starts off. "We need to contact him and meet him to explain the situation""Um ok sir, but what if he causes more trouble then?""Don't worry I have plans for him, tell me about him and why your divorced'I tell John everything about our marriage, how it started, how we loved each other, but slowly drifted apart, how he bugged me to swing and try more things, but I wouldn't and how I caught him fucking my step sister. "So do you hate her and want revenge on her?""OMG YES!""Then make sure when we meet them, she comes, have them meet us at Jennifer's Diner for lunch tomorrow, she is a friend of mine, we will have plenty of resources to make them see things our way." John hands me my cell phone and I text Tom, my ex, and set up the meeting. I can tell by his texts he is pissed and really mad. He fought me on having Dawn join us to meet but I said I need here there as a witness when I explain everything. "I am proud of you for setting that up and never asking what I had in mind for the two of them, just for that I know you're horny, I will let you have anyone you want to sleep with you in your cell tonight.""Oh Thank you sir I am dying and I need sex, thank you very much. You won't ever regret accepting me as a slave, I will do everything I can to prove my appreciation. But if you are going to give me a choice I would love to be with Kim, I haven't been with her yet and I have liked her for a long time.""You can have her but do know since she has been here longer she will have total control over you from now until morning." John then gets up and walks over to Kim and whispers in her ear. Kim gets a huge evil smile on her face then walks over to Tony, Kayla and Maria and whispers to them. They all laugh and all begin to walk over to me."Stand up," Kim says to me in a firm voice. I stand up and Maria and Kayla grab my arms and pull me face down onto the table smashing my tits into the left over mashed potatoes. They bend my arms under the table and cuff my wrists together. Tony and Kim grab my legs and spread me wide and tie them to the table legs. I am tied their spread wide and helpless. "So you want my young used pussy do you well you have to earn it. You have to show me that you have the control to deserve it. I am going to use and abuse you for an hour, if you can hold off having an orgasm, we will have a night of love making, if you cum you will have a night of abuse. Do you understand?""Yes, I understand." I look over and see Maria and Kayla sucking on Tony's budding tits and stroking his hairless cock, it looks like the hormones are shrinking it, which I find so sexy. Just then I feel a cob of corn shoved into my soaked pussy and I let out a huge scream of pain and pleasure. She starts fucking me hard and fast with the corn cob and I begin to moan and ride it. She grabs my hair and says, "Don't you fucking cum you slut or you will regret it."I fight myself not to cum as she fucks my pussy faster and harder. I look over and see Maria, Kayla and Tony sucking cocks of the Los Lobos crew as their tits get mauled. I feel Kim rubbing butter on my ass then the corn is pulled out of my pussy and shoved in my ass. She starts fucking my ass as she spanks my pussy, I fight even harder not to cum but I feel myself losing controlShe shows me a huge cucumber. "I'm gonna stretch that old pussy of yours, to make it easy for that baby brewing in your belly to come out." She shoves the cucumber in my pussy and I have never felt so filled between my pussy and my ass. She is fucking me hard and fast and I can't control myself anymore."Please, please let me come I can't control it I need to cum...""You cum I'm gonna pierce your nipples right here."Maria leans in and starts to kiss me with a mouthful of cum and Tony and Kayla start to lick and suck the mashed potatoes off of the area of my tits that they can reach. My mind and body are out of control and I fight to hold my orgasm back. As one hard shove deep into me by the cucumber into me I lose total control and my body quivers and cum shoots out my pussy and I have a mind numbing orgasm. Kim starts to laugh as she begins to untie me from the table. "You are going to look so hot with your nipples pierced" She cuffs my hands behind my back. I watch as Tony and Kayla fill bowls with ice and place them on the table. She starts kissing me and massaging my tits. She whispers in my ear, "I have wanted to fuck with you for about as long as Kayla and I were lovers. You used to act so tough and now look at you, craving abuse from everyone. I will let you eat my pussy tonight but before that I am use and abuse the shit out of you." She then shoves my tits into the bowls of ice. She starts spanking me and I feel my ass getting sore. She is hitting my ass with anything she can find, plates, forks, remotes, and her hand once in a while. Everyone is cheering her on as she beats my ass and I can't even feel my tits anymore because of the numbness. She grabs my hair and stands me up as tears are forming in my eyes. She pulls and twists my nipples and I barely feel it. "Looks like their ready" She uncuffs my wrists and cuffs me to hooks over my head. I look around the room and no one is playing with each other, they are all naked and watching her abuse me. I was shocked to see no one playing and even Tony, Kayla and Maria sitting there watching. Kim pulls my nipple out and pushes a pin though it piercing it with an average size hole. I scream as it goes through it. She puts in a hoop and pulls out the other nipple and does the same thing. I have never felt such pain and humiliation. I am screaming and crying. She starts whipping my back and ass. The pain is unbearable from my tits and from being whipped that my legs give out and I am supported from my cuffed wrists over my head. I look at Kayla and Tony and they both are being covered with cum from all the guys watching Kim abuse me. The whipping stops, she uncuffs me and I collapse on the floor. "I bet you wish now you would have listened and not cum.""Yes ma'am, I'm so sorry, I will control myself better.""Then go lick your kids clean, I'm going to fuck you as you do and you better not fucking cum or it will get worse."I look at Kim putting on a huge black strap on as I crawl over to the kids and I start to lick off the cum as they continue to shoot on them. I start sucking Tony's tits clean and he shoots a load over my newly pierced tits as I do, just then I feel the dildo enter my soaked pussy. She hammers away at me and I can feel the tension building in me but I suppress it quickly. She continues to fuck me as I clean up every inch of my kids, I keep my orgasm very suppressed, and the hardest point was when I heard her cumming. When she was done, she pulled out and led me down to her sleeping quarters where I am spending the night with her. I curl up next to her and I pass out quickly.*I awake the next morning next to her as she is feeding. "There is another tit for you; you deserve it after last night."I start sucking on her 16 yr old milk filled tits. I have grown to love the taste of fresh tit milk over the last few days. I can't wait until mine are filled again. As I hear her moaning she tells me to eat her pussy. I slide down and start to lick her young bald pussy. It is so hot to me seeing how used her lips are for her age, knowing she has been turned into a slut so young. She starts arching her back pushing her pussy towards my mouth as I hear the cage doors open. I stop look up and see John standing there with a huge hard on. My pussy juices instantly start running down my legs."Continue what you are doing, I'm going to fuck you and I do not want you to come, you were shown some of what will happen to you last night if you do."I feel his huge cock enter me as I go back to sucking her sweet pussy. I role her clit between my tongue and lips as I feel him deep in me. He grabs my hips and start to pound me as I suck harder and faster. The momentum from his hammering pusher me harder and harder into her. As hot as this is making me I control my body ensuring that I am not going to cum. Kim is moaning and panting and trashing around as I eat her. "May I please cum sir!" Kim yells out."Yes you may Kim," he says as he slaps my ass hard, "but you may not."Kim shoots juices all over my mouth as I try to lap up every ounce of her sweet cum. I feel the cum shooting out of Johns cock filling me. I am panting hard but I am controlling myself holding back with every ounce of strength that I have. He pulls out and my ass is humping air needing more as he laughs. He points over and I see Angelo bringing Kayla into the cell."Clean your mother's cunt up."She gets under me and starts licking me and sucking my clit. I start humping her face as I am going crazy, needing to cum. Kim starts pulling on the hoops in my newly pierced nipples starching out my tits and I begin to scream in pain and pleasure. "Please sir, please let me cum!" I scream over and over but holding it backAfter a few minutes as I am out of my mind I hear John say, "Cum NOW!"Instantly I release my hold on my orgasm, letting loose a tremendous orgasm as my body shakes and I almost drown Kayla with the juices squirting out of my pussy. I collapse on Kim, squishing Lasonta between us as I kiss her passionately. "Very good my dear, you are coming along just fine, it's now time to get you ready to go meet your ex and pay back your step sister..."To be continued?Who wants to hear more? [email protected] - Gloria |
empty.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/empty.txt | Feeling the morning light cascading over her body through the tall arched window of her bedchamber, Arwen lazily awoke, twisting catlike to slide her arm over her husband. Her soft hand slid over to his side, and her eyes narrowed in ire as she felt only the tousled bedsheets, and no Aragorn. Sitting up, elven body covered only in a thin nightgown, she saw he was not in the room, his sword also missing from its hook on the wall. "Again... indeed," she murmured dryly, rising from the bed.After performing her morning wash, and donning a tight blue gown with a white waist sash, she padded over and opened the door to her chamber. The guard outside, Tobias, a sturdy muscular man came to attention, gripping the ridiculously ceremonial hauberk in his gauntleted hands. Arwen smirked, the tips of her ears pinking as she saw him watching her out of the corner of her eyes as most of the burly castle guards did, though he was one of the poorer ones at hiding his desires."Where say is my attentive husband?" she quipped, irritated at her inability to keep the venomous ire from her voice."He left on a hunt earlier this morning, my Queen," Tobias returned, daring to half turn his head to look at her, being rewarded by seeing her body covered only in the thin silks."Lovely... fetch me some wine then, I'll keep my own company this morning it seems," Arwen curtly ordered, before spinning on her heel and returning to her chambers. Sitting in front of her studio, she primped herself, combing out her long dark hair, though for what reason other than boredom she had no idea, it couldn't be to impress her absent husband.Rising to meet the knock at the door, she let the guard enter, and snatched the wine bottle from his grasp. "Thank you guard, that is all," her eyes meeting his, but seeing him looking anywhere but back into her own. Biting her lip, she saw his gaze raking over her body, in the crude manner that humans do, the way that Aragorn did when she first charmed him in Rivendell. "How dare you look at me like that?" she softly remarked, snapping the guard from his musings."Ahh...my apologies, milady," bowing slightly, then adding "Perhaps if milady would wear more when her husband wasn't about..." then going quickly silent.Arwen's cheeks pinked, no one having spoken to her in such a way in ages. "How dare you suggest such a thing. I'm not some sort of barroom hussy," her breath coming faster underneath her gown, breasts rising as she endured this outrage."Of course not ma'am, my apologies," the guard returned quickly, having no desire to find Aragorn's wraith visit him."That's better, though doubtfully sincere," turning to leave, her hair swinging out and brushing his arm. "You can return to your duty, you've done quite enough here," slinking back to her bed with the wine bottle.Bowing, sweating into his armor, the guard quickly left, shaking his head at his foolishness, but taking a last long look at his elven queen before going back to his post. Arwen lounged on her bed, sipping the wine and thinking of the guards rude remark, and how it made her feel.Tobias stood outside the door, mind drifting between nothing and thinking of Arwen just on the other side of the wall, boredom and idle fatigue claiming him as it tended to do at this hour, when he heard a small crash from inside her chambers. Snapping alert, he quickly went inside, seeing Arwen by her window, bent over and cleaning up glass from the broken wine bottle. "Are you all right my Queen?" Tobias intoned as he went over to assist her, his eyes falling on her luscious slender ass, her arched back as she picked up the pieces.Arwen looked back at him, reaching down for more of the broken bottle, her long dark hair hanging down. "I'm fine, the bottle just slipped," picking up another piece before turning back to see the guard standing behind her, his eyes once again on her body. Straightening up, she pointed at the remains, "Clean that up if you would."Nodding dumbly, Tobias began picking up the pieces, glancing now and then over to Arwen's legs as she stood near him, her gown brushing his arm. "At least you weren't cut milady.""No I wasn't...do be careful yourself," watching him, watching her. The guard tossed the shards in the trash bin, then returned to her. "Is that all my Queen?" his eyes again dropping to her perky breasts."Yes, I think so," Moving closer, her breasts just barely touching his rough armor, she asked playfully, "Don't you deserve a reward for your risky assistance?" The guard being so close to the object of his desires, only nodded, but having nothing to say. "What would you like then?" Arwen asked, almost in a purr."Nothing..." the guard stammered, looking finally at her pretty upturned face, aching to grab her."You are quite a value then," she added with a smirk, before moving closer and giving him a small kiss with her soft lips, moving back to see him staring intensely at her. "For your risk..." she whispered.Tobias licked his lips, the taste of the lovely elf driving him mad. Before he could stop himself his hand slid up her side, cupping her breast, holding it, feeling the soft globe, huffing under his chainmail as he finally touched her the way he had long wanted to.Arwen gasped, but didn't move to stop him, her nipple hardening in his large palm. "How dare you..." she murmured, pressing closer, a wicked thrill going through her body."I'm sorry my Queen... Arwen..." Tobias mumbled, helpless as his other hand took her waist, pulling her against him. With a moan she wrapped her arms around him, smelling his sweaty human body through his armor."Very foolish... you could lose your head for this..." she purred, feeling his hands grip her breasts tighter in response.Nodding, but helpless, and losing control, his desire for her gorgeous elven body making him crazy, he put his fingers into her hair, pulling her head back and kissed her hotly, licking inside her mouth. With a moan Arwen hungrily returned the clumsy wet kiss, sucking on his tongue, slender fingers tugging at the straps to his armor. Tobias held her tightly, breaking the kiss and pulling at her gown, dragging it down her shoulders until her breasts fell out against his mailed chest. Squirming to free herself, Arwen pulled her arms out, the gown barely hanging on at her waist. "Arwen I love you..." the guard growled as he rubbed her bare breast, feeling the satiny skin and stiff hot nipple."I know..." panting she felt her hands moved lower on him, until one of her hands was placed between his legs, feeling the guards stiff hot bulge through his leather pants. Arwen shivered and rubbed the heavy member, squeezing it, pressing against it, feeling how hard it was for her.Tobias nearly lost it, the feel of Queen Arwen actually massaging his manhood, making his cock throb in his pants. He quickly moved her hand away, holding her by her wrists as he half dragged the nearly naked elf to her soft bed, pushing her gently back onto it. He stared at her lying stretched out, breasts exposed, gown half up her thighs, the top bunched at her waist. He'd rape her if he had to, he couldn't stop now.Arwen lay panting, watching in excited lust as the burly human guard unbuckled his leather pants, quickly shucking them off and revealing his long stiff shaft to her hungry gaze. She could see the angry member leaking and jerking as he stepped from his pants, crawling onto the bed, pushing her legs to the sides of him as he pulled her gown higher. As Arwen felt her gown lifted, she tossed a glance to the bedroom door, horrified not only to see it unlocked, but even slightly cracked, the reminder of the terrible risk she was taking washing over her.She forgot quickly about it as the Tobias lay over her, kissing her mouth and guided his hard prick to her tiny elfin quim, shuddering in lust as he dragged the leaking shaft up and down her slit. With a desperate thrust, he found her sweet opening and plunged himself inside her, moaning loudly at the satiny feel of her pussy around him, finally being inside his lovely elven queen. Shaking and pressing her down into the bed, he savored the feel of her around him, his balls tight to her mound, looking down to see her eyes open wide, mouth agape. Tobias fought not to explode inside her from just being in her snug pussy, his hands moving up to hold her breasts again, squeezing them. He felt her slender legs snake around him, pulling him in tightly to her wet hot pussy, her giving off a deep moan, squeezing on him inside."Gods...Arwen..." he groaned, then drew back, thrusting in and out of her with desperate need, feeling his cum rising after the first heavenly stroke. Knowing he couldn't help it, he didn't even try, thrusting quickly and hard inside her, a hand going into her hair as his cock throbbed and started shooting his hot cum inside her sucking pussy."Yess...yes..." she hissed lustily, feeling him thrusting and then spraying into her, the wild adulterous act making her so aroused. She pulled tightly with her legs, gasping and pushing her clenching pussy at him as he spurted, his uncontrollable lust making her own desire grow. Each hot thick spray of his cum going in her making her feel even more wicked and wanton, grinding at him, coaxing him. "Don't stop..." squeezing him for his cum, loving how it felt inside her.After many amazing moments Tobias slowed inside her, staying hard and deep in her pussy, unable to pull out of her heavenly glove. He stared down at her slim naked body under him, kissing her mouth, tasting her lips, knowing he only satisfied himself but not caring one whit, still too obsessed over actually fucking his lovely Arwen. "I need you..." he said into her mouth as he slid his tongue between her lips, dragging his shaft back and thrusting it in hard again."Take me, please..." Arwen purred, wrapping her arms around him, arching and grinding her hungry elvish pussy at him as he started to thrust into her wet quim. She felt his cum gooey and slick inside her, making her pussy tingle hotly as they started rutting against each other. She clenched and squeezed herself hard, pulling him into her, smelling his sweat that stuck to her body."Oh Arwen...Arwen..." Tobias groaned, moaning louder as he jammed harder inside her pussy, the sight of his Queen under him, bucking as he moved inside her making him want to get deeper in her. He gripped her dark hair, sucking on her neck, thrusting madly inside her, feeling her wet walls gripping his shaft like no woman ever had.Arwen tossed her head about, moaning softly as this desperate human took her, slowly hearing his loud moans as he slurped on her neck and pounded into her hot pussy. With another glance at the door, she knew they were being far too loud, and gripped his hair, pulling his mouth to hers, kissing him deeply to silence their passion.Tobias licked deeply into her mouth, over her tongue, thrusting wildly as his cock swelled in her again, pulsing and throbbing before he started cumming deeply in her once more. Arwen felt him tense, and gripped him tight, the second gushing of his cum into her pussy being too much for her, and she whined into his lips as she came over him, her pussy tightening wickedly over him and making him grind in tighter as he showered her inside with more of his steaming cum.As he slowed, still buried in her, he rose up to look down at her lusty face, dark hair clinging to her in strands. He started to pull out but she would have no such thing. Pushing on his shoulders she rolled over, keeping him inside her as she straddled him, lifting up with her bunched gown still on her, draped over their joined bodies, breasts hanging free.With a wild look down at the sweaty male under her she started to rise and grind her slippery wet pussy onto him, but only took a few short bounces when the sound of horns reached her ears... Her eyes flew open. "Aragorn..." she gasped, hearing the horns that signaled his return to the castle. Tobias stared up at her, fear grabbing him but helpless inside her body. With an agonizing jerk, she lifted free of him, standing and tugging her gown back into place. "Go...hurry..." feeling the thick cum trickling down the inside of her thighs, knowing she'd soon be greeting her husband with the spendings of another man inside her.Tobias lumbered off the bed in a daze, pulling his pants on, becoming more aware of his terrible position but still lost in lust for the lovely elf. Once dressed she half pushed the heavy guard to the door. "Go..." shoving at him. Tobias stopped at the door and grabbed her, gripping her by the hair and kissing her hungrily, whispering into her mouth, "I'll see you again Arwen."She returned his kiss deeply before wrenching herself away, and with a valiant shove herded him out the door, leaning against it panting, a naughty smile crossing her lips as she thought about the hot encounter, and already blaming her negligent ranger for it entirely.ENDAll comments welcome: [email protected] |
twodashes5.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/twodashes5.txt | Part 5: KimChapter 1I'd be lying if I said there was an aftermath to the party at Jen's, because there really wasn't. Things went on pretty much as normal between the party and school starting, unless you count Kim actually going over to Cindy's to spend the last summer weekend there, which I don't think any of us were expecting. Not that she talked about it afterward, which was unlike her, but neither of us had learned yet that pushing Kim to talk was sometimes better.Most of what we knew about the sleep over we got from Cindy when we gave her a ride home from work the first Friday night of the school year. She tossed her pack into the back seat and climbed in, reeking of burgers and fries, and ran her fingers through her hair in an effort to make it look decent after it had been confined in a less-than-attractive hat most of the day. She stripped lot so she could change, and Sara turned around enough in her seat to be able to watch. It was late, just before two in the morning, so there was almost no one out to see the display."God damn hat fucks up my hair so bad," she muttered, pulling out her street clothes while she sat in only her bra. Her skirt went on top of the pile, longer than what she usually wore but still shorter than knee length. She straightened after stuffing her work clothes into her pack, still trying to wrestle her hair back into a semblance of normality. "You don't have a brush handy, do you, hon?" she asked Sara, who pulled her leg to the side."Probably will next week," Sara said. I couldn't see what she was doing with her hand, since it was out of view of the mirror, but Cindy scooting forward to the edge of the seat left little need for explanation. "I've been forgetting it, sorry."Cindy shook her head and relaxed back, humming softly and closing her eyes while Sara dropped her own seat back for a more comfortable angle."Either you're horny yourself or you have a really uncanny way of knowing what I need right after work," she breathed, opening her eyes a bit to see Sara's smile, and then shut her eyes again, drawing in a breath and arching."Maybe a bit of both," from a grinning Sara. "A bit of fingering is always fun, though."Cindy just hummed a yes and nodded a bit, hissing in another breath."Too dry for four fingers that fast," she said, scooting forward even more, her knee pressing into the back of my seat. "Three is enough.""You're not wet at all, hon." This obviously said for my benefit. "You want any lube?""No. Three fingers. Just fuck me and make it hard."Sara turned some more and pulled herself up her seat, giving herself a better angle and reach for fingering Cindy, who shot her hand up to her mouth and bit the side of her wrist as she winced and moaned, her breath catching. Sara rocked beside me while I half-watched Cindy in the rear view, her body tensing toward orgasm, which was obviously rising fast. She never had it, though, reaching down and grabbing Sara's hand to stop her right before she came, her eyes squeezed shut and her hips arching as she whimpered."Wanting to be denied, I take it?" I asked, turning to face her while I was stopped at an intersection."No," Cindy answered, shaking her head and letting go of Sara, not opening her eyes. "I need to cum, but not on fingers." She gasped as Sara plunged her fingers back into her pussy, working them in as far as her knuckles and then just holding them still, letting Cindy catch her breath. "I need- Oh god."Sara had resumed her finger fuck with her thumb working Cindy's clit, a hard, fast rhythm that had Cindy shaking in seconds, and then she closed one hand tight on Sara's wrist and gripped her thumb with her other to pull her away, muttering curses and struggling to keep her legs from closing, her pussy spasming fitfully as it tried to cum."Can you drive, Sara?" she breathed, opening her eyes finally and fixing a hungry look on me, settling back to the seat. "I need someone to cum on.""I can, but I don't have my license.""Fuck..." through clenched teeth, turning her attention to Sara and leaning forward to grab her face between her hands. "Do not let me cum. Understand? If I cum before I have a cock in me, I'm going to have a seriously bad night. I'm already wavering."Sara nodded and Cindy bent forward, locking her in a kiss, which Sara took as her cue to start fingering her again. She whimper moaned into Sara's mouth, her fingers tightening in Sara's hair as I turned and started driving again. Needless to say, I took my time getting back to Cindy's place, giving Sara plenty of time to tease Cindy right to the edge over and over again and drive her wild. By the time I reached Cindy's street, she was noisily wet, the car smelled of sex, and Sara had climbed into the back seat to hold Cindy still enough that she could keep fingering her and hold her close to orgasm.Chapter 2"There's one thing I want you to do before we go in, Cindy," I said, parking almost at the foot of the drive to add that extra few seconds to the walk to the door."What?" she demanded after she'd caught her breath from Sara fingering her to the edge a final time, watching as I contorted myself around the driver seat so I could sit on the center console.I gestured her toward me, Sara sliding over to give her room to sit in front of me. I set her arms around my neck and grabbed her hips to pulled her ass to the edge of the seat, then took Sara's hand and put it back between her legs. Sara immediately started working her fingers slowly on her clit, Cindy closing her hands into fists against my back in response, gripping my shirt."We're going to kiss," I told her, "and Sara is going to watch the clock. Once the minute changes, she's going to start fingering you and won't stop until the minute changes again. If you want me to fuck you, you're going to hold your orgasm and you won't break the kiss. If you do either, we'll just drop you off and head home."She gave me a hard look, that spark of rage I'd come to recognize starting to glow in her eyes."Are you trying to piss me off by making this impossible?"I quirked my mouth and bit her lip, pressed my forehead against hers and held her gaze."Consider it a challenge."She was silent, trying to stare me down while also trying to ignore Sara's fingers on her clit, but Sara's slow, incessant fingers won. She rushed forward and locked her mouth on mine, a heavy, passionate kiss that was more her shoving her tongue into my mouth to drag my tongue into hers. I moved one hand to the back of her neck and squeezed, eliciting a moan, and she cried out when I shoved her bra up and off her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples once Sara started her fingers moving faster. Cindy whimpered, clutching tighter to me and digging her nails into my back, only my shirt keeping her from adding more gouges than she'd already put there.I felt Sara reach her free hand between us to reach Cindy's other breast, and Cindy gasped, half pulling from the kiss. I tightened my grip on her neck and pulled her back in, her body tensing against me and her hands pulling desperately at my shirt as she started shaking. Her breath was hot against my cheek, her tongue desperately fighting mine while she gasped and whimpered as best she could through her nose, her arms tightening around me and her body tensing with the strain of fighting her orgasm.Not even a second after Sara stopped her fingers, Cindy was biting at my shoulder and screaming her frustration, trying to drag me on top of her in the back seat."Challenge accepted," she said through gritted teeth when she could speak again, staring hard at me and putting more effort into trying to pull me onto her. "Now fuck me, you bastard. Get your cock in me so I can cum.""Not in the car," I said, reaching down and fishing for her skirt. I set it in her lap, grinning and pulling her arms from around my neck to shove back into the front seat to grab my keys before climbing out of the car. Sara was out a second after while Cindy fumbled with getting her clothes straightened out, and then she was out, as well, snatching my hand and dragging me after her toward the front door."Get your pants off, love," I called back to Sara, who was only just to Aaron's car while Cindy was already shoving me through the front door, attacking me with another kiss and working her fingers desperately at the button and zipper on my own pants. She shoved them down my legs with practiced ease and spun me down on top of her as she tumbled to the floor, locking her arms and legs around me, grinding the heat of her pussy hard against my cock. I didn't know if her and Aaron had chosen the front hall rug for its generous padding ability specifically for this sort of situation, but it undoubtedly prevented some bruising."Fuck me," she commanded, her legs tightening around my waist so she could grind harder against me."You're going to eat Sara while I fuck you," I told her, getting my hands under me and shoving up. She immediately reached down between us and grabbed my cock, stopped from shoving me into her heat only because I turned my own hand and grabbed her pussy, fastening hard and making her draw a sharp breath. Her wetness quickly soaked my fingers while I squeezed rhythmically, her fingers tugging relentlessly on my cock as she tried to get my hand out of the way."Don't care. Just fuck me. Need it. Now."I snatched her hands when Sara walked through the door, kicking her shoes off before bending and shoving her pants down. She hopped over as she pulled one pant leg off and then the other, tossing them and her panties to the side before I handed Cindy's hands over to her."Sit on her face while I fuck her," I instructed, and Sara grinned and hummed, pleased.She got down on her knees and straddled Cindy, placing her legs under Cindy's arms so she couldn't reach down and reach my cock. Cindy immediately pulled Sara back and suctioned her mouth onto her Sara's clit, making Sara gasp and moan and drop toward me for support, her arms going around my neck. I positioned myself at Cindy's slicked opening and shoved into her as I started kissing Sara, a sharp moan coming from Cindy at the invasion and her legs clutching tighter to hold me in place. I held still in her while I waited for her pussy to stop spasming around me as it tried to orgasm, pushing Sara's shirt up so I could get to her breasts. I broke the kiss and leaned forward to whisper in her ear."You're not allowed to cum unless someone's in you," I breathed, lifting her bra off her breasts and taking her nipples between my fingers, pinching and twisting them."Please?" she whimpered, giving me a desperate, hungry look as she rocked against Cindy's sucking mouth and probing tongue."No cumming for you," I repeated."But you haven't let me since the party.""No cumming yet," I commanded, then locked her in a kiss again to cut short her frustrated moan, and I started to slowly fuck Cindy.Cindy almost immediately tightened on my cock, her orgasm rising inside her as soon as I started moving in her, and I slowed down so I was only pushing into her once every second or two, torturing her with a slow, agonizing build up to release. She clutched at Sara's ass and growled into her pussy but didn't try to make me go faster, probably realizing I'd stop her if she did. She took out her desperate need to cum on Sara's clit instead, causing Sara to moan increasingly loudly into my mouth while we kissed, and the more Sara shook as she fought to hold her orgasm the faster I fucked Cindy.Cindy slammed her head against the floor and let out a fast building growl as she hit the point of no return, digging her fingers hard into the back of Sara's thighs and clamping her legs tighter around me, and I shoved into her as hard and as fast as I could until her first spasm hit, grabbing her hips to hold her on me. She ground against me as the almost painful contractions of her orgasm shot through her and nearly crushed the life out of my cock, each wave punctuated with a loud cry. She lifted her head again and latched onto Sara's clit before her orgasm had even fully subsided, and I started fucking her hard and fast again, pulling one of Sara's hands down and putting it on Cindy's pussy to work her clit.Cindy cried out again against Sara even as Sara dropped her head to my shoulder, muffling her own cries against the crook of my neck, and I dug my fingers into Sara's breasts, my own orgasm coming on fast. Sara was mumbling "please" in an incoherent stream as she held back her own peak, and I dropped down and bit the side of her neck as I came, Cindy cumming again a second later.Chapter 3"Well," from down the hall once Cindy and I had come down from our orgasms, and Sara jumped in surprise and turned as I glanced that way myself. Aaron was standing at the doorway to the living room, a camera held in one hand at his side. "I see you've satisfied her after-work stress relief.""Don't think I won't say no to more, mister," said Cindy, and Sara gasped when she licked her again. "Especially if it means a foursome with these two delicious kids. I'm sure Sara would enjoy some more teasing, anyway."The grin in Cindy's voice was obvious, and she grabbed Sara before she could move away, locking her arms around her legs and holding her in place so she could continue working her mouth and tongue on her pussy. Cindy unwrapped her legs from around my waist and gently shoved me back and away with her feet, and I pulled Sara forward and down as I went, directing her between Cindy's legs. I gestured at Aaron and then at Sara, who had her fingers digging into Cindy's ass cheeks while she ate her."Only if she's willing," he said. "I don't do the whole nc thing with another man's woman.""She's plenty willing." I stepped around the two in front of me after I'd kicked my pants off my ankles. "We've talked with Cindy a few times about a group thing and she's been all for it, and we all but had an orgy at the party we had at my friend Jen's place.""Cindy was telling me about that. We'll have to talk about it later, though. She's on bc?""For about two years now, yeah."He handed the camera over to me with a nod and pulled his shirt off."You know how to run that?""Looks pretty straightforward," I said, flipping out the view screen and looking it over while he undid the tie on his pajama pants. "Point, hit record, and then stop when you're done.""In a nutshell. Terrible angle from back here, though. You'll want to be-" he pointed at a spot on the wall next to Sara and Cindy "-about there. Move around as you need to get a better shot."He walked down the hall and I followed him, holding the camera up and hitting record when he knelt in front of Sara, grabbing her head and lifting her away from Cindy's clit. They both moaned in frustration, though Sara's was cut short by Aaron pressing her forward onto his semi-hard cock, and she latched on with enthusiasm, sinking down until her nose was pressed against his crotch. He bunched her hair in his hands and held it in a messy nest on the back of her head, tilting her face up so she could look at him."You want to cum?" he asked her, and she nodded, humming a hopeful yes around his cock. "Suck me well enough and we'll see about making that happen. And no hands."He slapped her hand back down and she returned it to Cindy's ass, bobbing her head on his slowly hardening cock and moaning and shaking as Cindy continued her warm assault on her pussy. She wasn't sucking for long before she dropped Aaron's cock from her mouth with a cry and planted her face against Cindy's thigh."Can'tholditcan'tholditcan'tholdit," she rushed, biting hard right next to Cindy's pussy and driving her fingers even harder into her ass, trembling violently and whimpering as she tensed against her orgasm, fighting to hold it back. Cindy pulled away, her face wet and grinning, as Aaron stood and moved around behind Sara, stroking his cock to full hardness, and I moved to where he'd just been. He grabbed Sara's hair and yanked her head back, making her gasp. He positioned himself against her pussy, commanding her to stillness when she tried to move back onto his cock."Suck her clit until I'm done with you," he ordered. "You may cum but you may not stop eating her."I went down on one knee to get a better angle with the camera as he shoved into her, making her cry out even as she latched her mouth onto Cindy's pussy."Oh god..." from Cindy as Sara started sucking and working with her tongue, and she reached down and grabbed her head, holding her in place and her hair out of the way as Aaron started a steady, controlled fucking. Sara came almost immediately, her whole body spasming as she shoved back into Aaron, her screams muted against Cindy. I brought the camera down to floor level to get a view of Sara sucking Cindy to another orgasm, the strength of Cindy's spasms squeezing out even more of her fluids, making the rug beneath her a wet, soggy mess.A smack to Sara's ass got me to back up to a higher angle, Aaron still fucking into her, faster now and alternating smacking her ass cheeks as he did, Sara's cries getting more enthusiastic as she approached another orgasm. Cindy had moved one of her hands up between Sara's legs and was working her clit, but there wasn't an angle I could see to effectively capture it, so I just zoomed out and got the whole scene. Cindy was clearly spent but still enjoying Sara's mouth on her clit, her hand moving in a furious blur on Sara, making Sara burst into another orgasm, shaking even more than she had with her first, and Aaron grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard onto him, burying himself as deeply in her as he could and arching forward, grunting as he came himself.Chapter 4I shut the camera off and set it aside on the floor, then leaned down and tilted Sara up to face me, giving her a slow kiss."Worth not being allowed since the party?" I asked, grinning.She purred and dipped her head, shivering as Aaron pulled out of her. She gasped as he grabbed her arms and pulled her upright, holding her arms behind her and placing his hand over her throat to turn her face up to his. Cindy lifted her head and started licking again, Aaron holding her as she struggled to get away from the unexpected assault."Sensitive!" Sara cried, trying to get her feet under her, but Cindy caught her legs in her arms again and held her."You can handle it," Aaron said. "I want you to squeeze everything you can from your pussy so she can clean you up.""Sensitive..." Sara whimpered, twitching and gasping uncontrollably every time Cindy's tongue hit her clit. "Oh god..."She squeezed her eyes shut and shook, trying to get her breath under control while she emptied her pussy into Cindy's mouth, stomach and thighs tensing and quivering. Aaron held her gently while Cindy did her work, and eventually Cindy moved out from under them, rolling over and getting onto all fours. Aaron lightly kissed Sara's forehead and released her arms, Cindy kissing up her stomach and chest to her mouth. He glanced at the camera and arched an eyebrow at me, all Spock like."Thought we were done before we were done," I said.He just nodded and picked up the camera."You can always cut extra, so don't worry about recording longer than you need.""Wait, that was recorded!?" from Sara, turning her attention to Aaron as he watched what I'd captured."Unless everyone agrees to keep it after we watch it, it gets deleted." He pushed some buttons and stood. "I'll hook this up in the living room so we can review it. It doesn't get moved to the computer until after that happens and only if everyone wants it." He looked at Sara. "I take it you've never made movies of your scenes before."She looked over at me and I shook my head."I don't have the equipment or privacy," I answered. "Still living with the 'rents.""That does make it difficult, but if you can afford a decent web cam, you can start with the basics, at least." He turned and started into the living room. "You may want to grab some caffeine from the fridge. I want to talk with you two and I need you awake.""Clothing optional," Cindy added, pulling her bra and skirt off. "I'm going to get cleaned up. You should probably do the same." She leaned in and gave me a kiss before heading off to the bathroom."Why'd you let him record us?" Sara asked, turning to me."I didn't know he was there when he started." I shrugged. "Besides, we are always wanting to try new things, right?""Yeah, but being recorded..." She shuffled over and collected her scattered clothing. "I don't know. It's one thing to have fun with friends, but recording it? What if it gets stolen? Or someone decides to dump it online somewhere without asking the rest of us?""He did say it gets deleted before it even reaches the computer if not everyone wants to keep it.""I don't know. I'll have to think about it." She gestured at my pants and underwear. "Get your pants so we can get cleaned up."I snatched up my clothes and followed her to the bathroom to clean up and the kitchen to grab some soda before finally landing in the living room with Cindy and Aaron. Aaron was sitting in a chair by the entertainment center, the camera in his lap with a cable running out of it, and Cindy was sprawled in the recliner, her thigh and one side of her pussy starting to bruise where Sara had bitten her. Sara and I landed on the couch, both of us naked, and she leaned against me. Our attention went to the television, where we saw ourselves locked in a sex triangle. I glanced over at Sara, but she was intent on watching the recording."You ok with watching this?" I asked her, touching her face lightly and turning her toward me. She just hummed at me and looked back to the TV."If you'd rather watch it when you're ready, I have no issue sending the camera with you when you leave in the morning," Aaron said, holding his gaze on Sara."Better to watch it now," from Sara, laying her head on my shoulder and pulling my arm across her stomach to put my hand on her hip.He nodded and started the video playback, holding the remote out to adjust the volume until it was audible. If it hadn't been for the fact I knew everyone in the scene playing out on the screen, I'd have thought it a rather average threesome porn video. I turned to watch Sara's reaction, but she still wasn't showing anything I could read."Lighting in the front hall is crap for shooting video," Cindy commented. "We need to fix that."I glanced at her, saw she was examining the bite and bruise Sara had given her before shifting her attention back to the video. I did the same in time to see it cut from Cindy and me cumming to the few minutes of video I had recorded. I could feel Sara getting tense against me, but she moved my hand from her hip to between her legs before I could say anything. Obvious hint was obvious, and I started running my fingers along her slit, bringing her fresh wetness up and coating her very protruding clit. She drew in a sharp breath as I started circling, letting out small moans and whimpers as I worked her nub."That is an awesome shot," Cindy enthused, responding to the shot from the floor of her cumming with Sara's mouth latched onto her clit. "I want to keep that one if you're able to do something to fix the lighting.""May I cum?" Sara whispered, clutching tighter to me."Not yet," I whispered back, moving my fingers faster on her clit. "When you cum again in the video you can."She moaned in frustration and held tighter, her attention fixated on the screen as she moved one hand to my cock, squeezing and pulling on it. Her breath caught every time she watched her ass get smacked, and then she grabbed my head and hauled me in for a hungry kiss, pressing herself against me as much as she could sitting next to me and spreading her legs wide, hips arching and bucking as she came. She'd barely started winding down when she twisted onto my lap, swinging one leg over to straddle me and sink onto my cock, letting out a satisfied purr as she started grinding and squeezing my cock with her pussy.Chapter 5"Someone's enthusiastic tonight," Cindy laughed, slowly stroking her own pussy, though she focused more on the teeth marks Sara had left, delighted shivers running through her every time she brushed her fingers over them."Two weeks of teasing and no orgasms does that," Sara breathed, slowing her rocking to a more relaxed and sustainable pace and resting against me, which let me kiss and bite at the side of her neck."I put Cindy through five weeks of denial sometime back," Aaron interjected, and Sara's reaction was impossible for me to miss, her breath catching and her pussy tightening on me almost as strongly as when she came. "She broke the table I had her tied to when I finally allowed her to cum.""Worst fucking torture you've ever put me through, too, asshole," Cindy snapped, laughing as she threw a pillow at him, which he blocked with ease."You like fucking torture, so it was appropriate.""Oh fuck off!" She laughed. "You're lucky I don't have another pillow. You know what I meant.""That's something we'll have to try later," I said in Sara's ear, and she hummed an enthusiastic agreement. She planted her hands to either side of my shoulders and whipped her hair back with a shake of her head, setting her knees so she could ride me.She was close to cumming again and I reached down, setting two fingers against my cock and then hooking them against her g-spot as she sank back down. She gasped and pressed down as much as she could while I worked my fingers in her, keeping herself as full as she could get as my fingers put her over the edge again. Her whole body shook with each spasm that exploded in her pussy, and she collapsed against me as she tapered off, trembling and purring as I kept my fingers moving."This makes a unanimous vote for keeping the video, then?" Aaron asked, pulling the video cable from the camcorder."If you can fix the lighting issues," said Cindy. "It's been a long time since we've done a video with other people, and that one was fun.""With Sara's reaction to it, I'd love to have a copy," I said as I pulled my fingers out of her and started to rock into her, making her moan with each thrust.Sara managed a semi-coherent "uh huh" before I grabbed her hips and started fucking into her as fast I could, her tossing her head back and pushing off me so she could fuck back onto me. She tensed her pussy on me as she held back her orgasm so she could cum when I did, her cries as I fucked her becoming more and more incoherent the harder she fought against cumming. I fixed my grip on her hips so I had a better hold on her and shoved her down on me as I came, holding her there as she let her own orgasm loose, screaming as she fell against me and held tight against my neck."Fuck..." she panted once she'd gotten her breath back. "Orgasms are so much better after being teased for so long."I looked over at Cindy getting to her feet and walking over to Sara and me, sucking a pair of her fingers. She leaned down and wrapped her arms around Sara's shoulders, kissing her cheek and sucking lightly on her earlobe."Try going over a month like that and see how much your mind gets blown." She purred and kissed her cheek again before straightening, trailing her finger tips across Sara's shoulders, which elicited a soft hum."We're done with the fun for now, I assume?" Aaron asked, standing and shutting the camera down, and it made unnecessary whirring noises as it did."For now," I said, reaching around to grab Sara's ass."I want more, but I'm satisfied for now," Sara said, voice muffled against my neck."That's good, because I need to talk with you two about Kim."Chapter 6This got a groan from Sara, both because of the subject and because Cindy stopped her fingertip massage and settled next to us. She rolled off me to sit on my side opposite Cindy, settling her ass on the edge of the couch and slowly running her fingers along her pussy."We both do, actually," Cindy corrected, looking like she was torn between leaning against me or swaying back the other direction to recline against the arm of the sofa."Is she still upset about what's going on with everyone?" Sara asked, stopping her stroking and leaving her fingers pressed into the length of her slit."Yes and no." Cindy solved her sitting dilemma by shifting and sitting cross-legged, leaning sideways against the back of the sofa and facing Sara and me. "She's confused, mainly about Mike.""Yeah, you've mentioned that before," I said."And you haven't approached her about it," Aaron responded, swinging his chair around so he could fold his arms across the back, sitting in front of us. "Your relationship with Sara is doing a number on her, more than what you saw when Cindy first invited you in. She's going after Cindy to compensate for her confusion, because she thinks that's what she wants, but that isn't a good situation for either of them.""I've told you about that," Cindy added, "but she's not going to listen to me. She doesn't know me well enough to know when I'm telling her the truth. Not that I've done much to help her with that, with all my bitching at her.""Not like we're much older than she is, though," I said, looking between Cindy and Aaron. "We don't have much more experience than she does with relationships.""But you understand people better than she does, and you know she doesn't do well with starting conversations with people about important stuff. You need to talk with her, Mike. Please. I'm going to hurt her, I know I will, and that's going to ruin whatever friendship we're building.""How am I supposed to talk with her if I don't know what's bothering her, though?""You already know what's bothering her, Michael," Aaron countered. "She's tried a number of times to bring it up with you. Not very well, but she has tried. She spent a lot of time talking with us this past weekend about what's going on in her head. You need to do the same or she's going to turn away and you'll lose her, both of you. You've shown you don't want that, but ignoring this will cause the three of you a lot of grief.""I don't understand what this has to do with her and me," Sara said. "We've worked out our issues, as far as I know.""She's jealous, hon," said Cindy. "She sees you being crazy happy with your relationship with Mike and she doesn't know how to fit into that, or how to get that for herself. She wants to feel like she's a part of it, or to have something like it that she can say is hers that makes her just as happy.""But we don't exclude her." Sara furrowed her brow and looked at me. "Do we?""She wants the intimacy, Sara." Aaron this time, and we both turned to him. "Not just talking with her, but involving her as an equal. I don't know what your knowledge is about polyamory, but that's the core of what she wants to have.""She wants an open relationship?" Sara pulled herself up the couch to a full sitting position. "I still don't understand. We already have that."Aaron shook his head and said, "No, not an open relationship. That both is and isn't poly, but it's not what she really wants. She wants all of you - you, her, and Mike - in a relationship together. Cindy is welcome to join in, but she could stay out and as long as it's the three of you, she'd be fine.""So you're saying she wants me?" I asked, Kim's odd moments over the last several months starting to make some sense."Not exactly," Cindy said, raising one arm to set her elbow against the couch and rest her head against her palm. "She is curious what fucking you would be like, but mostly she wants to be just as important to you as Sara is so you can have that same closeness.""That explains some of her quirkiness with me lately.""She's always quirky, love," Sara said, running one hand through her hair. "But I don't know how to do that. I haven't shut her out of anything between me and Mike. At least not intentionally. She can talk with one of us just as well as she can the other.""But does she know that?" Aaron asked, shifting his arms around.Sara blinked and was silent a moment before turning to me, a quizzical look on her face."I think she does?"I just shook my head."She's never had a chance to connect with Mike like you have, hon," Cindy explained, uncoiling her legs from under her and stretching them across my lap, leaning back against the arm of the sofa. "She likes him plenty, but she doesn't understand why you've fallen for him. It makes her feel like she's not needed for you to be happy.""But she is!" Sara protested, scooting back to sit up straight and turn fully toward Cindy. "She's my sister and my best friend, for fuck's sake. I couldn't be who I am without her.""That's not her issue, though," Aaron repeated. "She is not insecure about that part of your relationship."I lifted a hand and covered Sara's mouth before she could finish her, "I don't understand." She smacked it away and glared at me."I think I do," I said to her. "You haven't seen how she is with me when you're not around, but it makes sense now.""At least one of us gets it, then." Sara huffed and crossed her arms under her breasts, settling back against the couch and staring at Aaron. "What do we do, then?""That will depend on how much cash you'll accept from me to help get this resolved," he said. "I'm not saying Kim only cares about you spoiling her, but if Cindy's involved in the situation, I'm involved, and I will not accept that fallout if things go south with the lot of you.""I don't do well with handling stuff like that," Cindy said, pursing her lips in a frown and dropping her hand from her temple to her shoulder to hold herself. "Which... you've seen plenty of by now, I think.""I have spending money," I remarked, and Aaron just snorted a laugh and gestured around the room."You have an allowance. I have spending money. I see no reason you need to spend what little you have for this, especially since you need a better vehicle to replace that shit kicker you have in the drive.""Either he'll give you a thousand or he'll buy you a new car," Cindy clarified. "It doesn't make any sense, but please, take it. It's how he helps, and this is important. He wouldn't even be offering if it didn't mean something to me.""She's been through enough already and I don't want to see her hurt again like that. I have the resources to help you, but only if you're willing to accept it. If you're not, then I'm going to ask you to leave until you've straightened things out with Kim on your own. It's been hard enough as it is for Cindy to hold herself back.""Does Kim know you were planning this?" Sara asked, glancing between Aaron and Cindy. "Or did this come up after the weekend?""We've been talking about it since you were first over." He looked at Cindy, who nodded. "What happened with Kim over the weekend just made the decision for us, and we've agreed we can't handle having an unstable relationship introduced into ours, not with the way Cindy reacts to that sort of situation. I would say we like you, but I can't, with any integrity, say that's true of me, since I barely know any of you directly. Cindy does, so this is for her stability as much as it is you three. This isn't us pushing you away so much as saying bad things will happen if you can't course correct on your relationship with Kim while you're involved with Cindy.""I know it seems like we're trying to buy you," Cindy acknowledged, her voice tight, "but please believe me when I say we're not. I just don't know what else to do. I can't get through to her, not with the issues I have with trying to communicate, and the more time I spend with her, the more fucked up my head gets, saying I should go back to old habits that hurt me and everyone else because that was easy and trying to figure out how to be a better person than that. Having her here for the weekend almost pushed me into old habits. I can't just..."She grabbed one of her breasts and dug her nails into her skin as she trailed off, hissing in a breath before letting it out in a shudder and shaking her head, falling into silence. The rest of us did, as well, Aaron obviously just waiting while Sara and I thought, Sara staring at her lap. She lifted her head after a few minutes and turned to look at me.Chapter 7"What do you think, love? Seems like you have a better idea what's bothering Kim this time than I do.""I don't know. Right now I have nothing coming to mind. I'd have to talk with her to figure that out.""Do you want me along?""If it's between me and her, then it should just be me and her," I said, shaking my head. "Do you know if she has any plans for the weekend?""Um... she did say she was going to be up so she could tease me some more when I got home from being out with you after dropping Cindy off, but I don't remember anything other than that. Which reminds me I should text her and let her know we won't be back tonight so she doesn't start to worry.""She was going to tease you some more and you didn't say anything about it?" I raised my brows at her while I tried to suppress a laugh, fishing my phone out of my pants and handing it to her. "I wouldn't have let you cum if I'd known she was planning on teasing you, too.""Oh, don't get any more ideas!" She laughed and slapped my arm before taking my phone, turning her attention to tapping out a message to Kim. "I'm serious. I know something's been on her mind and bothering her, and I don't want her hurting. I know you have money to take her out and spend time with her, since you always have money squirreled away, but a thousand dollars! I know you don't have that much.""Or a car that isn't threatening to fall apart at a moment's notice," Aaron interjected."That too, yes. It just seems... weird? To be taking money from someone to spend it on someone else. Though thinking about it now, I haven't been spending time with her like I spend with you, taking her out or anything. That may be part of what's bothering her.""Maybe," Sara said, dropping my phone back into my pants pocket and putting her attention back on me. "She hasn't said anything to me about it, so I don't know. What would it hurt if Aaron's willing to help with that, though? It's a thousand dollars, Mike. That's a lot of money, more than you make in two months for what you're able to sell.""I've actually been making more than that lately, now that I have pieces published, but that much would help.""As Cindy said, we're not trying to buy you," Aaron said. "We're trying to help you, and this seems to be the push you need because you haven't taken the initiative. Cindy wants to keep you because of some of what you've already done for her, but that's not possible until you get things straight with Kim. If you want to keep Cindy, this needs to be done.""Can I be honest a moment?" Cindy asked, pensive. "Not that I haven't been, probably more than I should be sometimes, but about how I feel here?""We should always be honest with each other, hon," Sara said, pulling one of Cindy's hands up to her mouth to give it a kiss, which garnered a weak smile. "Say what you need to.""I feel like I'm being too selfish and pushy and needy," Cindy said after a pause. "I don't remember if I've mentioned it or not, but I get attached to people really fucking easy. I don't know if that's why I get crazy sometimes or if it's something else entirely or... fucking whatever. But I..." She growled at herself and dug one of her nails into the bite Sara had put on her thigh, drawing in a sharp breath as she steadied herself. "God damn it I hate myself for getting like this. It's always so hard for me to say what I feel without... without..."She stopped and drew in a deep breath, closing her eyes as Aaron rested a hand on her shoulder and slid it to the back of her neck. She tilted her head forward as he started working his fingers on the back of her head, lifting her own hand to rest it on his."I'm scared of what's happening in my head," she continued after a minute. "I'm scared I'm getting attached to you three too hard - way too fucking hard - so that's another reason I can't have Kim around too much until you've got your balance worked out. I pick up on instability like nobody's business and run with it like a mad woman, and I end up hurting so much because of it."She raised her other hand and wiped at her eyes before lifting her head to look at Sara and me."I can't do that anymore. I don't think I could handle it. I don't think Aaron could handle it again, either. So please. I know I've fucked up so much already with you three and you haven't walked, and that's why I say I feel like I'm being selfish and needy, because I need that. You're stable, except for the stuff with Kim and Mike, and if I'm around stable, it's a lot easier for me to be that way, too. I know I'm fucked up, and I know I'm stressful, and I know I can cause more hurt than any one person should be able to, but I want to be better than what I have been, and you've already helped a lot with that, and I am trying so fucking hard. I don't want to lose you because I'm stupid and can't handle being around... issues."She gave a short, sharp laugh. "So fucking lame. Issues. Fuck. You're relationship isn't fucked up, and I didn't want to say that and sound like a bitch, and that's what comes out of my head. Fucking great.""No worries, hon," Sara said, leaning forward and giving her a kiss. "We knew what you meant, and it is an issue. We'll work on it." She gave me a look as she leaned back into me and I nodded."It's still weird accepting money for this, though," I said, slipping my arms around Sara and taking her hands in mine."If that's the only issue," Aaron again, "just accept the money and work things out with Kim, and then we're even. If you can't think of a better objection, there's no reason not to accept the help. In the meantime," he paused and squeezed the back of Cindy's neck, turning her to face him, "I vote for giving the women some more orgasms before we call it a night. Or morning, as the case may be, seeing as it's almost four.""What time is it?" Cindy sang, a light drawl, rolling off the couch and swaying backward toward the hall, both hands out as she grinned and beckoned with her fingers. "Four thirty. That's not late, girl. Nah. Just early." She kissed at me and Sara. "I challenge you to an orgasm race, lover girl. Whoever has the most by sunrise will be going without any for the next two months and lots of teasing."Sara laughed and clambered off the couch, chasing after Cindy as she turned and scampered down the hall."You are so going to lose that race," she cried."Bets on which will be the one in denial for two months?" Aaron asked, dead pan."It'll be Sara." I laughed. "No need to bet. Once she gets going, she can't stop."He just nodded, proffering a hand and helping me out of the couch, and I followed him down the hall to the master bedroom."Cindy's not keen on long-term denial like your girl is," he continued. "Not unless she's in a very particular mood, and she's not right now. I doubt she'd have made the challenge if she knew there was any likelihood of coming out on that end of it.""Like I said, Sara's going to be hair trigger right now after going two weeks without. It's safe to put all bets on her being the one having the most orgasms."He just nodded and said, "We'll need rope to do this properly. You know how to tie safely?""Fairly, but I won't say no to learning more."Chapter 8Once we had the two tied down and gagged after we had them use the bathroom, it was indeed Sara who ended up having the most orgasms - and the largest puddle under her. To her credit, she only passed out twice during the two hours of forced orgasms, and it was enough she was approaching the point of too-sore-to-even-be-teased, which meant at least two or three days time to work out particulars for her earned denial. I left the start of the teasing to Kim as a sort of gift, since she enjoyed doing it just as much as I did and I didn't think I could muster the energy to do so, anyway, after spending so long non-stop getting her off.That, though, had to wait. Aaron didn't seem to sleep at all, and he was just as awake and alert when we got up around noon as he'd been when we arrived at three in the morning. As much as I was only half expecting he and Cindy were serious about giving me money, and as much as I was expecting it to be stranger still to have it handed to me, it actually seemed more like an everyday thing than anything dramatic. Having sixteen fifties and ten twenties sitting in my wallet, on the other hand... If the banks hadn't been closed by the time we were leaving Cindy's, it would have been my first stop."What do you have in mind?" Sara asked, shifting her weight and setting her feet on the bumper.She was sitting beside me on the hood of my car while we waited for Kim to come out, shoulders hunched forward and her hands set facing backward. It was late afternoon, closing in on five, and being the tail end of summer, it was still warm out, so Sara was wearing as light as she could get away with, loose fitting white shorts, a brown tank top, and flip flops. She'd chosen the colors specifically to mute the fact she wasn't wearing bra or panties, though the shirt was tight enough on her it was hard to miss she was braless."I'm really not sure," I admitted after a minute. "Connecting with her is different than it is with you.""You and I have talked a lot more than you and her have." She looked over at me, brushing her hair back behind her ear and straightening. "She's not me, so it wouldn't be the same. That's kind of expected, isn't it?""I think it's more a personality thing. We're very different, other than having you in common.""You have more in common than just me." She looked back to the front door. "Maybe that's why you two haven't connected very well, because you keep going through me to talk with each other. Do you think that's what the problem is?"I just shrugged and made a non-committal sound."Might be, but I think there's more than just that going on. If we're going to work that out, it should just be me and her talking to each other, shouldn't it?""We agreed on that last night. I think if I were to come along, I'd just end up feeling like a third wheel, anyway, and it would probably get in the way of you two talking like you need to. And you seem to have a better idea what's going on than I do, anyway, so I don't see what I could add."She tilted her head back and cast a quick glance up at the sky before shoving off the hood with an impatient sigh, turning to look at me."I'm going to see what's taking her so long. She doesn't usually take this long."I nodded and she turned and went inside, and it was probably another ten minutes before Kim bounced out the door, launching herself from the top step of the porch in a single, giant hop. Normal bounciness, but definitely not her usual look. She'd taken her time coming out because she'd put on makeup - not heavily, but enough to be noticeable when she almost never did so - and had her hair braided back in a circlet. Her usual brightly colored apparel still applied, though: a pale yellow shirt with a low cut front (and a push-up bra to add even more cleavage than she already had), a tight rainbow skirt, and bright white calf boots. She twirled toward me with a stupid grin on her face and jumped into my arms as I slid off my car, draping her arms around my neck and standing on tip toe to get eye level with me."What's the occasion for getting all sexified, Miss Hyper?" I asked as she bobbed up and down against me, still grinning like a fool."Some guy's taking me out on a date," she said, then leaned forward and gave me a kiss, her grin growing even wider, which I hadn't thought possible. "You might know him.""I might," I laughed, putting my arms around her waist and pressing her against me. "You might like him, if he's the one I'm thinking of.""I hope so. My sister says he's hot." She draped her arms over my shoulders and pulled herself up, her skirt thwarting her efforts to get her knees on the hood behind me, and then just stared at me, suddenly serious. "I just ran out of smart. Say something stupid?"I blinked and took a second to think, the first thing in my head being perfectly fitting."Narf?"She burst out laughing, tumbling back onto her feet and bouncing as she clapped."That was PERFECT, Mr. Man! Totally PERFECT!" She grabbed my hands and dragged me to the driver's door. "Let's go! I've never been on a date with a guy I've liked before. I want to see what it's like!" She stopped abruptly and leaned forward to give me an intent stare. "Is there going to be funny stuff involved, mister? If so, before, during, or after?""All of the above, if you're interested and willing."She squee'd "Movieeeeeee!" as she skittered around to hop into the front passenger seat, and then bounced right back out again not even a second later, crying, "Back pack!" while zooming back into the house. She was back out half a minute later with her stuffed back pack, which she tossed unceremoniously into the back seat before clambering back into the car."What's in the pack?" I asked, settling into my seat and pulling my seat belt on."Just clothes," she answered, putting on a mock innocent look."Uh huh. That was a pretty solid thud for just clothes.""Hey. You never know when you're going to need just clothes, you know. And I might have packed a few other things, just in case. Maybe. Kinda."I laughed and pulled her over for a kiss."Other things, huh? What kind of other things?"She gave me an even look, her exuberance mostly subdued for the moment."Depends what kind of date we have. Can I stay with you at your place tonight? If things... you know."And there was that unexpected transition again, the one that had always thrown me off before. Hopefully I had a better understanding now what she was after, and I gave her another kiss, holding her look."Let's see how our date goes before deciding that. If it goes well like I hope, and like it should, I'd like it if you did."Her grin returned with an enthusiastic, "YAY!"Chapter 9"Food or movie first?" I asked, pulling out of the drive and setting course for the mall. "If we do food now, we can avoid most of the weekend dinner rush.""But if we do movie, we could have the theater kind of to ourselves." She clapped her hands once with an enthusiastic bounce. "That sounds like it could be kind of fun, too, right?"I glanced over at her before putting my attention back on the road."What're you wanting to do for this date, Miss Hyper?""Took you long enough to ask, Mr. Man. Sheesh." She leaned around her seat with an exaggerated groan of effort and grabbed her back pack, hauling it into her lap and opening one of the front flaps. She extricated a flattish box and held it up in a solemn display. "I asked Cindy if she could get me some, just in case."A quick look over and I laughed: A box of glow-in-the-dark condoms."I'm not laughing at you," I said once I could talk again without breaking up, reaching over and giving her hand a squeeze to get her attention back and out of her sulk. "I'm sorry. I just wasn't expecting that, especially glow-in-the-dark ones. Those are very you.""I know!" She picked up the box and held it out in front of her, beaming at it. "They're awesome! I'm just..." She looked furtively at me and stuffed the condom box back where she'd stored it. "Cindy said I should be more forward with you about... that... so I wouldn't be... I don't remember the word she used, but you know what I mean, right? This is making me feel stupid."I shook my head and clasped her hand again briefly."Her and Aaron talked with us last night about your night there. I know what you mean, and I probably owe you an apology for not understanding sooner.""Psh." She smacked my arm before setting to the task of shoving her pack into the seat well in front of her, a difficult task given that her skirt didn't allow her to spread her legs much. "I don't know how to talk with you about... you know.""Wanting sex?""Yeah. I have a lot of practice with Sara, but it's... I don't know. I can't figure out if..." She sighed and leaned against the door, propping her head on one hand while giving me a pleading look. "Can you help me with words? You're better at figuring out how to say stuff than I am."I looked at her while we were stopped at a light, but she was staring at the car ahead of us, unreadable."You're not sure if you really do want to fool around with me?"She glanced at me and shook her head, straightening in her seat again."No, I do. Or at least I want to try. I think. I think I can't figure out why? Maybe I'm not as les as I thought? I'm not..." She sighed in exasperation and banged her head back against the head rest. "Fuck this is hard."She looked at me when we started moving again."I really don't like guys like that. They're just... ew. I mean, I like you, and you're totally awesome when you're not being stupid or a dick bag-" Which I knew mostly referred to when I'd inadvertently raped Sara, and I just nodded, "-but I just... you're not..." She sighed out a frustrated "fuck..." and went quiet."I'm not physically attractive for you," I offered after a minute, scanning for a parking slot, which were normally readily available in the ass end of the mall parking lot, only this was a Saturday, so not so much. "Is that what you're trying to get at?""Yes! I told you I'm stupid with this sort of thing. That's what I meant. I like you, but your bits are just... weird. I've been trying and trying to understand why Sara likes guys and thinks they're hot, but they're... I just don't get it, you know? Girls are all curvy and soft and beautiful, and they sound amazing, and they smell delicious, and all sorts of yummy, and you know what I mean, right? Guys are just... I don't know. It doesn't make sense to me, so I think that's part of why I'm curious? I don't know how to explain stuff like you and Sara can because you're smart with words."I parked and undid my belt to lean toward her, undoing her belt and pulling her toward me so we were face-to-face."I don't think you're stupid, Kim. Just because you're not good at putting your feelings into words doesn't mean you're stupid. It just means we need to spend more time together so we can understand each other better, right?""It makes me feel stupid, though. You two keep telling me I'm not, but then we spend time together and you're always, like, five giant leaps in front of me with stuff."We were quiet while we looked at each other, and I worked things over in my head."So you're upset because Sara and I are better at word play with each other and you're feeling left out?"She blinked a few times at me, then sat straight and poked my nose."Yes," she said. "I think this communication thing is going ok, right? Are we understanding each other better?""I think we're getting a good start on it." I hooked some fingers into the low cut front of her shirt and pulled her toward me again, sliding my hand up her neck to the back of her head as I gave her a kiss. "We still have a ways to go before we're able to talk with each other without always misunderstanding each other."She grabbed my hand and moved it back down, planting it on one of her breasts. I squeezed and pulled her forward again for another kiss, followed by a few seconds of silence as we looked at each other."So does this mean you're ok with trying the sex thing tonight?" she asked, hesitant. "If I'm ok with trying by then?""Is that what you've been trying to get across the last few months, that you're interested in fooling around?""Not very well, but yeah. Do you want to?""If things go well and we don't end up blowing up on each other, I would love to try if you're willing."She emitted an enthusiastic "EEEEEEEE!" bouncing and clapping her hands together with happy abandon. She grabbed my face in her hands and kissed the tip of my nose before sticking her tongue out at me."I want to do a movie first, so we can... um... play? Maybe kinda get used to each other so we can do that?""Sounds like a good plan to me, but-" I poked her breasts, "-you're going to have to lose that bra if you want to do that.""Those are mine!" she cried with mock horror, crossing her arms over her chest. "And that wasn't part of the plan, Mr. Man.""What? You said you wanted to play, so let's play."She peered at me, cupping her breasts in her hands."My boobies, my say, Mr. Man. I want to get used to the idea first. I don't play like Sara does, so I'm not going to just do whatever.""Fair enough, but you'll be losing it anyway, and it will be in the way in the movie.""Nope! Watch and learn! Muaha!"She shoved me to face forward before turning and scooting toward me, dragging my arm around her shoulder and leaning into me. She gave me a meaningful look as she held my hand up and pointed at it, then moved it down the front of her shirt and under her bra cup, her breast sitting neatly against my hand and her nipple snug between my fingers. She covered my hand with hers, hiding - mostly - the fact I was groping her. I pinched her nipple between my fingers and she grinned, settling against me."And this is how you get your groping done in a dark theater, Mr. Man." She turned her head to look at me. "Do you think we'll be able to make it a home run tonight?""That's something like the the fourth time you've asked now." I smiled and tilted my head to give her a kiss. "If we play our game right, yes, it will be a home run. Maybe even a few of them, if you're not too weirded out by it."She grinned and dragged my hand out of her shirt, shoving me away and bouncing out of the car."Spirited Away, here I come!" she crowed as she slammed the door and started hopping around to my side of the car.Chapter 10"I don't know if I want to do the whole groping thing now," Kim whispered in my ear once we were in the theater.Not that I could blame her, since she wasn't as exhibitionist as Sara or Cindy and there were a lot more people than we had anticipated, considering anime wasn't terribly mainstream. We ended up sandwiched between two groups of people."I thought you said there wouldn't be anyone watching this," I said, turning in my seat to poke her."I didn't think there would be!" she said, mock pouting.I reached into my knee pocket and fumbled briefly to grab what I wanted, then stuffed the remote vib between her breasts and pulled her in close so I could whisper in her ear."Good thing I'm good at improvising, isn't it?" I asked, flipping the vib on for a second and causing her to slap her hand over her chest."Tickles!" she cried, sticking her tongue out at me as she pulled the vib out of her cleavage and closed her fingers around it, handing it back to me and leaning in close to whisper. "That's totally not the right spot for that, you know. And I don't think I want to do that, anyway. I'm still... I don't know. Nervous, I guess."I nodded and I slipped the vib back into my pocket."What do you want to do, then?""I wanted to do the gropey thing, but there's too many people for that, and I'm not... I'm not a show off, you know? Well, I am, but not like that. Am I making sense?""You're not an exhibitionist.""That's the word!" She gave me a kiss and licked my lips. "I told you you're better with the wordy thing than I am." She stuck her tongue out at me and bounced as she lit up. "I know what you can do!""What's that?"She leaned in close again so she could resume whispering, pulling me over to lean into her."I want you to tell me everything you did to Sara last night, and other stuff you want to do to her to get her all wet and horny. I really want to imagine doing it to her, too."I laughed and tilted her face up to mine to give her a kiss, then nibbled her lip."Only if you can sit for the whole movie without turning to me and talking because I've gotten you horny and excited," I told her, taking both her hands in mine and holding them still in her lap."That is sooooo not going to happen, Mr. Man." She bumped her nose against mine and stuck her tongue out at me before going back to my ear. "And I don't have a pad on, so I can't get too wet without leaving a spot.""I guess you'll just have to try not to get too turned on, then." I grinned against her cheek and nibbled her earlobe. "Besides, if you're wanting to feel comfortable enough to fool around by the time we get to my place, the hornier you are and the longer you are will make it easier.""Alcohol, too." She pulled back a bit and held her gaze on mine. "Could we get some drinks, too? Maybe... I don't know. Do you think Cindy would do that for us?""I'll ask her when we get out of the movie.""Heeee!"She bounced and grinned, clapping her hands and settling against me. The lights went dim a minute later while I was whispering to her how we'd played with Sara the night before, starting with our pickup of Cindy from The Bull Horn. I managed to tease that out for an hour before starting in on thoughts I had for stuff to do with, or to, Sara, and that was when Kim started having problems keeping her attention on the movie and not turning to me whenever I finished an idea."Nope!" she proclaimed once the movie was over, grabbing me and pulling me back into my seat so she could get in close enough to whisper. "When can we do all that to Sara? Please can it be soon? Please please please? You have no idea how wet I am now thinking about doing all of that to her and how horny it would make her."I laughed and kissed her, nibbling at her lip and grinning."Have a wet spot going on, I take it?""Nooooooo," she denied, looking forward and putting on an innocent look. "Just a little. Maybe. A lot. It's your fault."She stuck her tongue out at me and I pulled her toward me to give her a kiss, which was rapidly aborted as I jerked back to avoid her swiping at my nose with her tongue."Missed," I laughed."For now." She crossed her arms beneath her breasts and mocked indifference. "I'll get you later. Just you wait."I leaned forward, holding her far cheek so she couldn't turn as I pressed my mouth against her ear."So if you're licking me," I said, quietly enough only she'd hear, "that means you don't like getting licked anywhere?""N-" she started, cutting herself short as her brain caught her before her tongue got away. She turned her head against mine, narrowing her eyes at me in exaggerated shrewdness. "Now you just wait a gosh durn minute. You're trying to trick me, aren't you, Mr. Man?""If that means tease you and get you turned on beyond reason, then yes."I grinned and lightly bit her ear, and she rolled her head away from mine and ducked under my hand, rubbing at her ear while clambering to her feet. She looked over her shoulder at me and stuck her tongue out before looking around and gesturing at me to get up with her once she saw there wasn't anyone nearby. The back of her skirt was indeed a wet spot, probably half the size of my palm, and I grabbed her hips to pull her back against me. She grabbed my hands and pulled them around her waist, leading me behind her."Walk with me, Mr. Man, since you caused that spot. Only fair you should hide it for me." She licked my cheek with a triumphant 'ha,' which turned immediately into a surprised cry as I licked hers."Goes both ways, you know.""I still got you. So there." Her tongue came out at me again. "I vote we get food now. So hungry!"Chapter 11There was a plethora of possible restaurants we could go to, and Kim chose sushi. I have no idea why this surprised me, but there were two or three decent sushi places in town that were actual sit-down restaurants rather than just buffet style. We ended up in a smallish booth sitting across from each other, and she bobbed back and forth while looking over the menu."It all looks so gooooood," she whined. "I want everything, but I'd so totally explode if I tried to eat that much. Well, not the caviar or sardines. Those are so not my thing.""Well, figure out what you want more than the rest. It's not like we're in a hurry for eating, you know.""I know, but it all looks so gooooood." She mock pouted and grabbed the order sheet, dashing off a 1 next to about a third of what was on the list. "I think that will be enough for both of us and maybe some left for taking home as midnight snack or something?""You're lucky it's not priced per plate, Ms. Hyper," I laughed, cutting off about half the wasabi chunk I had and adding it to hers, and she squealed in delight. "I don't even know what half that stuff is. I'll pretty much be eating blind.""I know!" She grabbed the soy sauce and started mixing it into the wasabi with her chopsticks. "But it's all so delicious! I can tell you what all of it is. I think. They have a lot of white fish, so I hope it's not too boring to eat. Eel is really good, though! You will so totally have to try that!""You'll have to point out which it is. It's all going to look the same to me.""It so doesn't all look the same!" She stuck her tongue out at me, then hummed in bliss as she sucked the wasabi off her chopsticks. "There's salmon and trout. Those don't look like tuna or eel at all.""What about deep fried stick? Is that a fish?"She blinked and looked down at the order sheet."Deep fried stick? What are you talking about? Sticks aren't fish."I pointed it out under the appetizers section and she immediately put a 1 by it, too."I want to see what that is," she explained, nodding decisively and setting the pencil on the order sheet, sliding them to the edge of the table for the waiter. "I haven't seen it before.""Maybe it's exactly what the name says, a stick they pulled off the bushes out back and dumped into the fryer.""Bleh." She scrunched her face up. "That would be so disgusting. Where do you come up with that stuff, Mr. Man?""Some sticks are tasty. Like cinnamon.""Cinnamon is not a stick, Mr. Man. It's bark. I do know how to cook." She stuck her tongue out at me. "And don't try ginger, either. That's a root. So ha!""Now that's something I didn't know about you. Where'd you learn?"She blinked at me a few times."How could you not know I cook? Sara never mentioned it?""You haven't either.""Oh, I am so totally going to have to make something for us for our next date!" She pointed her chopsticks and gave a decisive nod. "I make delicious food. You will like it. Oh yes. Maybe we could do that next weekend, the three of us? I'd like to.""You think you'll still like me enough after tonight for a second date?" I laughed, poking her nose with one of my own chopsticks. She swatted at it with her own and moved into an en garde pose."Feh! Feh, I say! I will defend my honor against this establishment! Or whatever the word is I'm looking for. En garde!"I grinned and took up a chopstick in each hand and smacked them against her one. She didn't move, putting on an indifferent look. I smacked her chopstick again. Nothing. I pulled back an inch or two for another smack, and then she made her move, rolling and flipping her chopstick between her fingers so smoothly I don't think I could have hit it even if I'd tried. Three solid smacks to each of my chopsticks knocked them to the table, followed by a triumphantly innocent look that quickly broke down into a giggle and grin as I stared at my fallen chopsticks. She tapped the top of my head."Well," I declared, picking them up. "That was new, too. I can see why Sara likes your fingers so much now.""Because I'm fast?""And nimble. Just like Jack." I ignored her protruding tongue. "Do they work as well on yourself as they do on her?" I grabbed her hands with mine, giving her a bemused smile."It's harder to get the right angles on myself," she admitted after a few seconds, then leaned forward and peered at me. "Maybe I'll be flexible for you when we get back to your place. There's a thing or two I can do only sis knows about. They're hard to do, though, so I don't do them much."I leaned forward to meet her with a kiss and bite her lip, then lowered my voice."Really now? What sort of things?""Maybe you'll see. You still haven't gotten me turned on enough to want to try again. I haven't for a while, so I don't know if I still can." She pulled her hands from mine and cupped her breasts, squeezing them as she looked down. "I have bigger boobs now. I don't know if they'll be in the way.""You're still wanting try all the way tonight?"She pointed a bland stare at me, setting her hands flat on the table."Why are you always trying to push me away, Mike? Stop acting like I'm Sara, ok? I know with her it's better to be careful because of... things, and we might hurt her if we're not, but I'm not like her like that. I try to... to... Fuck. Help me with words? You're the dictionary.""I don't know what you're trying to say, so I don't know what words you want." She pulled her hands away when I tried taking hold of them. "I'm not trying to push you away. I'd rather not, which is why we're out together right now, just us, so we can work on that.""I know. This is hard for me, ok? I'm not a words person, so I don't know how to say what I want."She picked up her glass of green tea and cupped it between her hands, staring into it just like Sara did when she was thinking. I gave her silence so she could figure out what she wanted, thanking the waiter as he came by and took our order sheet.Chapter 12"It takes me a while to know what's going on in my head so I can tell you what I want, you know? Does that make sense?" she said after a few minutes and continued when I nodded. "So when I'm telling you I want something, it's been on my mind for a long time already, and it's a lot of work for me to tell you if it's, if I'm not sure how it will go if I tell you, see? So I feel like you're just telling me to go away every time you ask me if I'm sure about doing this tonight, so I end up feeling like you don't want me."She paused to check her phone when it buzzed at her, followed by a dismissive, "Just Cindy.""Do you think maybe that's part of why we always have a hard time talking with each other? Because we don't know how to talk with each other?""That seems to have been the problem for both me and Sara at times with you," I said, covering one of her hands with mine. She turned it over and slid her fingers into mine. "Usually me more than Sara, though. I've been trying to figure out how to make our... relationship, I guess is the word I'm looking for. I've been trying to figure out how to make things less bumpy for the three of us, but talking with Cindy and Aaron last night, I realized it's mostly just that you and I need to figure out how to talk with each other without confusing things.""Yeah," she agreed, lifting her hand and pulling mine with it, peering at me over our twined fingers. "We need to be like this, see? Like our fingers, 'cause that's how you and Sara are, and me and Sara, but we're more like-" She disentangled her fingers from mine and set her hand flat against mine so our fingertips were touching. "We're more like this a lot of the time." She pressed her fingers against mine, pushing my hand toward me."I think part of that might also be because we're both more dominant personalities than we are anything else, and we haven't figured out how to work together so we're not always clashing on the common ground we have."She dropped her hand and picked up her chopsticks, dipping them in her wasabi mix and then sucking it off."Maybe. I don't feel like I'm much of a dom, though. Not like you and Cindy are." She looked back up at me from her wasabi. "You mean Sara is our common ground, right?""Who else would it be?""Ok. I wasn't sure. Maybe you meant Cindy, but that wouldn't make any sense. We don't fight about Cindy or anything."I just shook my head."Not like we do about Sara, anyway. Cindy's a whole other thing we need to figure out, isn't she?""I think she's too honest sometimes, you know? Like at Sara's party, or when we picked her up from her place when they had their play date. That hurt.""Which is why she's bothered by it. She wasn't trying to.""I know." She nodded and grabbed what wasabi I had left to add it to hers, eyeing my empty dipping bowl. "You're going to need more of that with how fast you're going through it, Mr. Man. Sushi is so much more delicious and yummy and all sorts of awesome amazing if you have wasabi to dip it in.""I'm sure they'll bring more for you to steal, dear," I laughed. "It's too hot for me.""Eeee! More for me!"She gave an excited bounce, then broke into an exuberant grin when she spotted our waiter approaching with three platters full of food, clapping her hands and jittering with barely contained enthusiasm."Fooooooooood! Oh, this looks so good!" She turned to the waiter and clasped her hands in front of her, putting on a puppy dog eyes look once he'd gotten the trays down. "Can I get more green tea, pretty pretty please? I will love you forever and ever and ever. And more delicious wasabi?""I'll be right out with more." He smiled at her and scooped up the empty tea pot, returning to the kitchen."Yay!" She clapped her hands and bounced some more, then started snagging rolls and slices and all sorts of odd looking food pieces to set on my plate. "You'll want that one, and this, and you'll so definitely want to try that one, and some of this, but I totally want all of these because they're just so goooooood, and..." She ran out of breath and had to stop to breathe. "Oh my god this is awesome! You are the best, Mr. Man!"She picked up what I assume was a tuna roll, coated it with copious amounts of her wasabi mix, and shoved the whole thing into her mouth, humming in satisfied bliss.Chapter 13For all her enthusiasm, she actually ate slower than I did, which made conversation easier, since we weren't constantly chewing on something. Of course, it also meant dinner took longer than anticipated, and we didn't leave until after 8. Not that either of us minded.And the deep fried stick? It was just tempura. On a stick."I feel like we're not always fair to Sara, you know?" Kim said toward the end of our meal. "Or maybe it's more that I'm not. I've been thinking a lot about what happened before her party when I got mad and ran away and... when I got mad at you and... you know." She impaled a fish roll and spun it in place. "I thought it would be easier for me than it has been to let her do her own thing, be with you and Cindy and I guess now Jason and Aaron, too. "Does that make sense, Mike? Am I being too jealous? I'm... I don't know. I guess I'm worried? I don't know what this feeling is. I don't want her getting hurt, but I know my brain stuff knows I can't stop that from happening, you know? I don't want us turning into Cindy, getting fucked up because we only think we love the people we're with.""I don't think we'll turn into Cindy," I said, stealing her chopsticks and shoving the fish roll into my mouth before she could stop me. I mimed adjusting a halo while she stuck her tongue out at me, and I continued when I could talk again."Cindy's been through a lot of really bad things we probably won't experience. She is who she is because of that, and we're not going to turn into her just because we're getting close with her." I poked my chopsticks at her. "We're all going to come at our relationships different because we're coming in from different backgrounds, aren't we? You and Sara are so close because you've grown up together, so you're used to things being a certain way. I'm still getting to know you both, so whatever we have in our relationships is going to be different because of that. See where I'm going with this?""Uh... No?" She furrowed her brow in confusion. "I've pretty much always known Sara was into whatever we have going, you know? Being open and being with more than one person and all that. She's more adventurous than I am, which is kind of funny. You'd think I would be, right, because I like being with people more than she does? I don't get it. It's weird. But it's different now that we're actually doing it, you know? I don't know why. It's why I think I'm being too jealous, because I want her all to myself.""Have you talked with her about that?""Kind of," she said around a mouthful of rice roll, shaking her head and finishing her bite. "She doesn't understand, I think. We've never ever once been jealous of the other, you know? We've always shared everything with each other, even if it's stuff we know the other doesn't like. I still try giving her peas even though I know she hates them." She laughed, but it passed quickly and she went back to stabbing sushi rolls. "I was talking with Cindy and Aaron about this, too, when I was there last weekend, you know? It's kind of why I'm not having as hard a time saying this stuff, because I've already kind of figured out the words and stuff for it. But I want to know what you think, too, you know? Am I making sense?"I just looked at her, thinking, and she started to squirm after a minute."Maybe I shouldn't have asked," she said quietly, engulfing another roll with her mouth."You're afraid you're going to lose her just because she and I have gotten together? Is that it? Is that why you got mad at her before her party, or when she went to Cindy's that first time, or whenever else? Because that seems to me to be what it is, that you're worried she's going to stop loving you and leave you, even though none of us want that to happen, so you're trying to hold on more than you need to."She was quiet while she thought, rearranging stuff on the plates to make patterns out of it when it wasn't ending up in her mouth."Are you mad at me, Mr. Man? I think I'm afraid of that, too. I mean, I did... um... you know." She tapped my shin lightly with her foot and cringed a little. "Maybe I'm just being stupid right now about everything. I feel like I am. I don't know how to do this whole relationship thing very well if it's not Sara, you know? I feel like I'm doing everything wrong and messing it up." She looked at me and tilted her head. "My brain self says I'm just being... self... self contamination? Self contentious? What is that word?""Self conscious?" I supplied around my drink straw."Yes! That's the one! Self conscious. My brain says I'm being that, but what if I am being stupid and messing things up?""As long as you're able to talk about what's on your mind, things will be fine, I think. If you need more time to think when we notice something's bothering you, just say so. That way we at least know something's up and might be able to help you figure it out, or figure it out ourselves by the time you're ready to talk about it.""You think that will work?""I don't see why it wouldn't. If something needs to be worked out, we can't do that if we don't know what it is and don't talk about it, right?""You so smart, Mr. Man. Me love you long time tonight."I laughed and she made a scarfing noise as she stuffed another wasabi coated fish roll into her mouth, bopping back and forth and humming while she chewed."You still thinking we should hit up Cindy for some drinks?"She made an enthusiastic noise of agreement, nodding vigorously and chewing faster so she could swallow and talk."I want more of that... Crap. I don't remember what it was I liked at the party. What was it Sara had? That was awesome and amazing and delicious and all kinds of yum!""Uh... I don't remember? I think it was a screaming orgasm. Ask Sara and find out before we go to Cindy.""Deal! But what do you want?" She peered at me while pulling her phone out. "You are so going to be drinking with me, Mr. Man. It's only fair. I'ma bother Sara and Cindy at the same time so it's faster.""I don't even know what drinks can be made. I don't know what would be good."She stuck her tongue out at me and turned her attention to her phone, hitting buttons so fast I'm amazed anything she entered didn't just come out as gibberish, and then we waited. Cindy's message came in first and Kim burst out laughing, handing me her phone."mr man gettin lucky a lot. wet pussy must be fav so i make it like that for u. will give u lots o screamin orgasms too."I passed the phone back, laughing myself, and Kim grinned."As long as it's good, I'll trust her judgment."Chapter 14Cindy dragged us inside when we arrived at 8:30, sliding one arm around Kim's hips and her other over my shoulder while Kim and I put ours around her waist. Not something I think she would have done if she hadn't been sitting on the porch in her bathrobe and seen us walk up hand-in-hand. She laid her head on my shoulder once we reached the kitchen and Kim bounced out of the group to the counter, where two large shakers stood, gathering condensation. Cindy spun and pressed into me, her other arm going around my shoulders as she kissed me."I'm getting the right impression that your date's going well?" she asked quietly, giving me a searching look. "Please say yes."She turned her head a bit to look over her shoulder at Kim, calling back to her."The brown cap is yours, Little Miss Horny, and the red cap is Mike's. You can take those with you when you go. I don't want you driving after you've been drinking.""It's going very well so far," I said once she'd turned back to me, and she breathed out a heavy sigh of relief and hugged tight to me, burying her face against my shoulder. "There's been a few rough spots, and we're still getting some stuff figured out, but it's going well, all told. I think we just needed to take time and talk with each other.""Just don't let it get fucked up, please?" She breathed against my neck and nuzzled closer. "I know I might be selfish with pushing you like I did, but I... You three have really been a system shock for me, a really big fucking shock. Not in a bad way," she added hurriedly, lifting up to look at me. "I didn't think I'd ever have anyone else do that, after everything I've been through and how fucking jaded I am, but now that you're in my life, I don't want to let you go. Any of you." She growled and pulled away, frowning at herself as she spun. "Now I sound like a fucking creeper. Fucking great. Just fucking great.""You are fucking great, 'cause I'm great!" Kim quipped, putting on a big, cheesy grin and tilting her hips out to one side, arms stretched out above her head.Cindy laughed and stopped in front of her, leaning forward slightly and hooking her fingers under the bottom hem of Kim's skirt, looking coy."I won't be fucking you tonight, lover girl," she lilted, straightening and pressing into her, lifting Kim's skirt. She stopped once the skirt was around her waist, revealing Kim's complete lack of panties, which made it easy for Cindy to get her fingers working against her clit. Kim pulled in a deep breath and immediately dropped her arms around Cindy's shoulders, biting at her lip and whimpering. "I'll tease you right to the edge just like Sara likes to be, but you'll have to get your orgasms from someone else.""I can't do- No!" she cried as Cindy pulled her fingers away, and she made a desperate grab for her hand to put it back to finish her imminent orgasm. She shook and trembled and squeezed her legs together when she realized it wasn't working, breathing hard and clenching her jaw. "Fuck... You are so not-" She gasped and clutched tight to Cindy again when her hand went back between her legs, stopping a few seconds later right as she reached the edge again. "No! I need to! Please!"Cindy just smiled wickedly and teased her fingers through Kim's bush, then gave it a hard squeeze, making Kim growl and her knees buckle."You are so mean," she pouted, ducking in and biting the side of Cindy's neck. Cindy purred and shook her hair out of the way, tilting her head to the side as Kim bit again. "Meany head." She bit again, higher this time. "So." Another bite, hard enough that Cindy drew in a sharp breath and tilted her head back. "Mean."She bit at the hollow of Cindy's throat, latching on almost vampire like, and Cindy gasped in a long breath, clutching her fingers hard into Kim's hair to hold her in place and biting at her lip as she whimpered. She panted once Kim let go, her whole body shaking once, hard, and she gave a long, sultry hum, gathering Kim's hair in her hands and moving in close to her face."That was a very good try, Little Miss Horny," she purred, sidling around Kim so she could press her back against the counter. "It won't work right now, though. Aaron's been having fun with me most of the day and I've cum as much as I possibly can today.""Doesn't mean you can't make me cum," Kim answered, putting on her pouty angel look."You're right. I can't make you cum." Cindy laughed and kissed her. "That's not my job tonight. I'm just here right now to tease and send you off with drinks.""You are so mean," Kim said, reaching down to undo Cindy's sash and pull it from its loops.Cindy stepped back a few inches, giving Kim enough room to open her robe and start pushing it off her shoulders. It caught and bunched at her elbows, revealing the heavy red marks of ropes and whips starting just below her arm pits. Kim blinked and nudged her back another few steps, looking her up and down. Cindy dropped her arms and caught her robe as it slid down, then twirled it around and draped it over her shoulders, closing the only button it had at her neck."Are you trying to tell me something, m'dear?""I was, but I didn't think...""You kind of have to be tied up to endure an hour of forced orgasms, lover girl. The whips were earlier this afternoon."She twisted one arm behind her back and gathered her robe, twisting it around her waist and twirling slowly on spot to show off her marks. Her backside from her ankles to her upper back was a maze of red marks, some brighter than others, and four spots where the skin had broken and bled, but those were all on her back."The ropes were on from about five to six fifteen when he had me tied to the horse and the magic wands on my clit while he fucked me. I'm way too fucking sore now to even be turned on. Even that hurts."Kim looked over Cindy's shoulder as she turned her attention to me."We totally need to see if Sara is willing to do that," she enthused, eyes lighting up. "We could so have tons of fun with forcing her to cum while we play with her!"I laughed and made my way over to them, stopping behind Cindy and grabbing her hips to pull her back against me. I reached up and undid the button of her robe to pull it off her, tossing it toward the sink as she laid her head back on my shoulder. Kim immediately closed the distance once I had Cindy's hands in mine, my arms around her waist, and slid her fingers between Cindy's legs to a startled cry. Cindy swore and squirmed in a futile attempt to get away, but I held her fast while Kim went down in front of her and worked fingers into her."Fucking talk about mean," she panted through gritted teeth, squeezing her legs together as hard as she could to keep Kim from moving her hand, which only mostly stopped her."You're really wet for being all cummed out, meany head," Kim said, grinning, and I bit the side of Cindy's neck as she started her thumb moving against her clit."Meany head..." Cindy laughed, trying to squirm out of my grip, though with less energy than she'd had just a few moments earlier. "Meany head." She gasped as Kim forced her other hand flat between her thighs and twisted it to get her legs spread, setting her fingers to work in earnest once she had room to move. "Fucking... shit. Hurts. Don't want... to cum.""Then don't," I said against her neck, biting again and tightening my grip on her waist as the strength in her legs started going. "You don't have permission.""Fucker..." she panted, shaking her head back and forth. "Not... allowed... make this harder. Shit!" Her eyes went wide as Kim moved forward and latched her mouth onto her clit, and she lost herself in a stream of swearing. "Don't! Stop! Please!""I think that means keep going," I said to Kim, and she hummed in greedy agreement as she pulled back with a grin."Get her on the counter, though," she motioned, grabbing us both and spinning us around. "I can't get into her like I want from this angle.""Uncle!" Cindy cried, shaking her head vehemently and struggling more in my arms. "Please. No. No no no no no no. Can't. Can't. Bad. Can't."There was a note of panic fringing her words that was hard to miss, and I released her hands to slide my arms around her torso. She started clawing at my hands to get out of my arms"Cindy," I said sharply, trying, and probably failing, to also be gentle. "Cindy," I continued, a little more evenly, when she didn't stop.Chapter 15"Cindy James," from the head of the kitchen as Aaron came in, and her breath caught as she went still, trembling instead as her attention turned that direction. "Cindy James Theresa.""I'm here," she whispered, pursing her lips and pressing back into me as she squeezed her fingers through mine again, clamping painfully. She was still shaking and her breathing was shallow and uneven, but she had stopped struggling."I'm sorry, Cindy," Kim said, looking caught and miserable. "I'm so sorry. I didn't...""Kim," Aaron said, touching her shoulder and moving around her. "Not yet." He lifted his hands and brushed his fingers through Cindy's hair, and her trembling eased out of her. "Are you okay where you are right now in Mike's arms?""Yes," she answered, quiet and mouse like. "Not their fault. It... flashback to the party. Don't know trigger this time. I'm sorry. I... I... Kim? Come here?"Aaron stepped aside as Kim came forward and pressed against her, and she pulled one hand from mine and clutched to Kim. Her head went forward and she pressed her face into the crook of Kim's shoulder, breathing deeply for a minute or two before pulling back."I'm sorry, lover," she said, mostly herself again. "Both of you. I don't where that came from. I really was enjoying what you were doing, honest, and getting tag teamed by the both of you has been... I've wanted that, wanted all three of you at once, which is why I was so wet." She turned her head back to look at me. "And I almost did cum again when you told me I couldn't. That would have hurt like so much hell, but seeing the both of you when you got here, and Mike reassuring me, that..." She shook her head and took a deep breath, let it out slowly. "I'm going too fast. I don't have my head together with everything yet. Please don't leave me?""You want us to fuck like bunnies here instead of at Mike's?" Kim asked, perplexed.Cindy opened her mouth to protest and then shut it again, blinking stupidly for a few seconds before pursing her lips and dropping her gaze away from all of us."I'm sorry," she whispered, sighing. "I'm being selfish again. I can't even stop myself from fucking up something simple like giving you two drinks for your night together. I'm stupid.""So not allowed, Cindy woman," Kim said, bopping a finger lightly on Cindy's nose. "We don't allow talk like that. Calling yourself stupid when you're not is dumb.""Not the best phrasing, Kim," from Aaron, and she stuck her tongue out at him as she glanced over her shoulder. "I don't disagree with the sentiment, but it needs to be better phrased. How you say things does matter. We'll discuss that later, though. She wasn't asking you to stay so she could watch. She's still insecure about the solidity of her relationship with you three and worries a lot you'll no longer wish to be friends because of her problems, and that's why she asked you not to leave."Cindy nodded a bit but remained silent, still downcast, while Kim digested that."I don't understand," she said after a minute, tilting her head while she looked at Cindy. "If we haven't walked away when you've been-" She stopped and thought a moment, rephrasing before continuing. "You've done stuff that hurt all of us and we haven't left, and this isn't as bad as all that. I've done worse to Sara and Mike and they still want me. We can love you enough to still want you, too, silly."She shook her head and flicked her gaze at Kim before looking back at the floor, pursing her lips and sighing."People lie all the time, Kim, especially to people they don't want to be around, and I... I'm a very high maintenance person, and people don't like that kind of stress. Aaron and my sister are the only ones I've ever known who haven't ever lied about leaving me, but I still don't believe it because everyone else has lied. Sara and Mike were the first people I really put myself out to in years, and that took a lot of convincing myself it might be ok this time, that maybe I'd finally managed to pick out some good people. I have a shit record for that. I can't read people for shit. I've barely learned how to read myself."She drew in a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh."I'm sorry. I feel like I've ruined your date and all I was doing was making sure you had some drinks. What happened?""We're horny teenagers," I said, covering her mouth before she could reply, "and you're a very beautiful woman we're growing to love, despite the missteps we're having along the way.""Love is a very dangerous word to use with me," she answered, subdued, turning in my arms to face me. "Don't use it if you don't mean it. I've been hurt too much by it.""I do mean it. There's still a distance to go, and I don't know if or how long it will take until you're as close with us as we are with each other, but as long as we make sure we understand each other, we can work through whatever comes up and not drift apart, right?"I caught Aaron's nod out of the corner of my eye, but I figured it was best to keep my attention on Cindy for the moment."I think you're underestimating how good I am at completely fucking things up," she said after a pause, then pulled me down for a kiss. "But thank you for the honesty. That's all I ever ask. Just please be honest with me. Don't hide things. Don't pretend. Just be honest about the things that matter."I glanced over her briefly at Kim."We'll do our best. It may take a while with some things, though."She snorted and turned her head to look at Kim, her insecure mood washing away like it had never been."If a few months is a while for facing up to something as important as making nice with your girlfriend's sister lover so your relationship doesn't fall apart, I think we'll be fine on that front. You're already better at the whole poly thing than most people I know who are trying, and they've been doing it for ten fucking years or more."She turned in my arms again and grabbed Kim, pulling her forward and wrapping her arms around the both of us."I want you next weekend, lover girl. I really want to ask for Sara or Mike, too, or all three of you, but I think we still need to work up to that.""Yes we do," Aaron interjected, switching his attention back and forth between Kim and me. "At least with these three, given the circumstances. I don't want you rushing this, and they're still figuring out their shit. No offense to you two.""Fucking hell, I hate that phrase." Cindy rolled her eyes and turned her head to give Aaron a look. "If no offense is meant, why assume it will be taken?""I don't make it a habit to assume things with people I barely know.""Why don't we just do a..." Kim began, then sighed in frustration. "Fuck, I hate words. They make things so hard sometimes." She was quiet a minute while she thought, then looked at Aaron before setting her focus on Cindy again."Things are going ok like we've been doing, right? So why don't we just keep doing that? If we want time, we make a date and then we're cool. Right? Sara and me and Mike see each other more than we see you, so we have more time for working out our stuff. I don't see why that would be a problem if we want to spend time with you, or you with us.""It's only a problem if there's going to be intimacy. With the current track record, that's most of the time, and Cindy has a hard time stepping back afterward so she can avoid falling into the bad spots in her head.""I need a lot of aftercare," Cindy clarified, leaning forward slightly to give Kim a kiss. "I really want to spend more time with all of you, but Aaron's right. We need to spend more time one-on-one, or two-on-one, or... Gods that's a distracting thought." She hummed pleasantly and pulled Kim against her for a longer kiss. "You have no idea how badly I want to give myself to the three of you at the same time, but I really, really can't. It would fuck with my head so bad, so we need to put in the work to make a stable foundation before we can even think about fucking like bunnies in a days long orgy. Does that make sense, lover girl?""So we just don't do group dates here. Easy peasy!""You are so fucking incorrigible," Cindy laughed, sliding her hands down to squeeze Kim's ass. "Fine. We'll give that a try and see if it works. But you two have a date you need to get back to!" She pushed Kim back as she stepped forward, then smacked her still bare ass as she spun her toward the drinks. "Get your shit and get back to Mike's so you can fuck each other senseless."Chapter 16"I don't understand her sometimes," Kim said, staring at the front door before I started my car. "Her moods change so fast.""Probably caused by a lot of what she's been through, I imagine."She turned toward me, fiddling with the top loop on her pack."Do you think she'll be ok?""She's gone through worse, hasn't she? And she has Aaron to watch after her, or her sister or us.""I guess that's true." She turned her attention to the shakers between her legs, picking one up and wiping off the condensation. "What about these? Do you think she made them strong?""I think that's a guarantee, isn't it? But if they're too strong, we won't be able to do much fooling around, will we?""Pooh. I hadn't thought of that. But they're so delicious!" She hugged the shaker to her chest and bounced. "I want to start drinking mine now, but then I won't have any left when we get to your place. Miiiiiiiiiike! Help me!"I laughed and reached over, took her shaker and moved it from between her legs to the cup holder in the dash."If you drink it before we're at my place, you'll probably be too drunk to have any fun.""So not the point, Mr. Man. I'll have fun, anyway. I've liked tonight so far. That counts, right?""I'm pretty sure that counts for a lot, actually. Do you think we'll be able to stay on like this?""What do you mean?""Do you think we'll be able to remember to talk like we have been tonight?" I cast a quick look over at her, saw she was looking at me, and continued my thought. "Because we haven't been very good at it so far. It did take Cindy and Aaron giving us a kick in the ass to get us to do it, and that doesn't seem like a good way to keep doing it."She scrunched her face up at me, obviously confused."But weren't you just telling Cindy that we'll be ok as long as we remember to do the whole talking thing? I mean..."She tilted her head down and to the side, looking sidelong out the front window."I know we've kinda sucked at the whole talking with each other thing so far, and we maybe should have started sooner, but I'm not getting why you're worried now, 'cause you keep saying we just need to remember to talk, right? And then you're all-" She dropped her voice to imitate me. ""We've sucked before so we're always going to suck." That doesn't make any sense, you know?"That wasn't something I had noticed I was doing, and I had to stop and absorb it for a few minutes. She was right, of course. It wasn't what I'd been thinking, so I needed to figure out my thought process on the matter for it to make sense with the situation. We were almost back to my place by the time I had, but I waited until we were parked before explaining."It's not so much that I'm worried we'll not talk," I started, undoing my seat belt so I could turn to face her. "Obviously we're doing that now. I'm just worried we'll forget to do it, or that we'll get stuck trying to figure out what's on our minds and never get around to it. It's why we needed Cindy and Aaron to beat us over the head to get us talking, because it takes you a while to figure out words and I'm not..."Self-analyzing to find one's shortcomings even when aware of them doesn't always mean you know how to communicate them."You can be pretty dumb sometimes," Kim said, shaking a finger at me and giving me a mock-serious knowing look."I guess that's one way to put it," I agreed with a wry laugh. "But you see what I mean? You and I have probably one of the worst let's-talk-with-each-other situations going. You have a hard time communicating and I don't always pick up on stuff.""I've done that whole communicaty thing with you tonight, and we're not doing what I've said I want to try doing." She leaned forward so our faces were only a few inches apart. "Know why?""Why's that?""Because we're still sitting in your car here instead of in your room getting drunk and having fun." She darted forward and licked my nose, grinning triumphantly as she pulled back and grabbed the shakers. "So ha! Now hurry before I start getting too nervous."She shoved one shaker under an arm as she sprung out of her seat, skipping up to the front porch after hip checking the door closed. I shook my head and hauled her pack out of the seat well, amazed at the weight she'd managed to stuff into it."Hey!" she cried as I made a show of straining to drag it along the ground. "It is so not that heavy, Mr. Man! I only have a few things in there! Hurryyyyyyyyyyyy!""You have enough stuff in here to supply a small country, woman!""Do not!" She stuck her tongue out at me, setting her hands on her hips. "I can only supply half a small country. So there!""Fair enough."She made a bee line for the kitchen, where I joined her after dropping her pack on my bed. She'd poured the drinks already and was dancing in place in front of the fridge, reading a note from my parents. I came up behind her and put my hands on her hips, pulling her back against me to read over her shoulder. The note confirmed what I'd figured already when I'd seen my dad's car was gone, and I glanced over at the counter to spot the fifty they'd left for food, most likely expecting I'd order pizza or something and vegetate in front of the television."Do they do that a lot?" Kim asked, still looking at the fridge note. "Leave for the weekend and leave you the house, I mean.""Twice a month, usually, every other weekend." I shrugged. "Usually they're not gone overnight, so we got lucky.""Nuh uh." She raised her arms over head and spun in my arms, planting her feet firmly as she draped over my shoulders, pressing against me. "We totally haven't gotten lucky yet, Mr. Man. We are so totally still in the kitchen, and you seriously should believe me when I say counter tops and linonen... lemolen... whatever. Kitchen floor. They are so not comfy for sex."She nodded decisively, clamping her mouth on her drink straw and sucking."What you're telling me, then-" I slid my arms around her waist to hold her tighter against me, "-is we should migrate to my room and start fooling around?""In doubly bubbly, my good Mr. Man." She grinned as I laughed, bouncing back and forth in my arms while sucking down more of her drink. "Oh my god, this is good! You so totally need to try this one, Mr. Man! Seriously! Try it!"I ignored the proffered straw, moving my hand up to the back of her neck and bringing her in for a kiss instead so I could taste her and the drink. It took her a few seconds to catch on to what I was doing, but she did start returning the kiss with a tentativeness that passed the longer we kissed. Her arms went back around my neck and she set her forehead against mine, rubbing her nose against mine."You seriously need to shave, Mr. Man," she proclaimed after a minute, between kisses. "I don't like it. It's starting to hurt. You weren't all stubbly and sandpaper when I let you kiss me at Sara's party."I laughed and leaned down to kiss her throat as I pulled her head back."That's easy enough to fix, if you're stable enough to join me in the bathroom after already drinking most of what Cindy made you.""I have not!" She shook her glass behind my head, the sound of mostly empty and ice coming out of it. She blinked at it while I tried not to grin. "I didn't do it. Nope." She stuck her tongue out at me and pushed me back a step, pointing at my drink. "You still have yours! So ha! Ha!""I'll finish it while I'm shaving for you. So ha."She squee'd and bounced, excitedly flailing her free hand while she sucked down what remained of hers, then hopped off to the bathroom, pulling her shirt over her head as she went. I laughed and shoved a straw into my drink, following after and pocketing the fifty my parents had left.Chapter 17Kim was sitting in her bra on the edge of the tub, watching me take drags on my drink between making bare trails in the shaving cream. I didn't think it tasted quite the same as what Cindy'd made at the party, maybe a little stronger, but I was hardly a connoisseur of alcoholic beverages."I don't understand how guys are able to shave using a mirror," Kim said once I was almost done. "I get so turned around when I try. Everything's backward.""I only use the mirror so I can see if I've missed a spot." I shrugged and finished off a quarter of my drink, leaving maybe an eighth left. It was rapidly kicking in, faster than I had been expecting, so I was trying to get the shaving done before I lost the coordination to do it. "I think any guy who says they use the mirror to shave and don't do it by feel is probably lying. You're not always going to have a mirror.""It's why I don't shave like Sara does. I need to be able to see what I'm doing, you know?" She spread her legs and looked down at her pussy. "And I think it would feel weird. I don't remember what it's like not having hair there.""Maybe one of us could shave you so you could find out."I glanced down at her when she started rocking back and forth, barely catching herself with one hand as she tilted backward, the alcohol really kicking in."But not tonight, since we're both drunk.""Hee! I know!" She squeeled in delight, jittering and grinning up at me before her attention wandered back to her pussy, pulling lightly at her hair."I think I like having the hair, though. It seems like all the girls shave it off. Sara and Cindy do. A lot of the girls in my gym class do. Means I get to stand out if I don't, you know?" She nodded to herself and looked back up at me. "I mean, it's fucking hot to see a girl shaved, but if it's everyone, it's like it loses the point, right? Ooh!"She straightened and clapped her hands together, a brilliant look on her face."That's totally something we can do together, Mr. Man! We can ogle all the hot chicks!"I laughed and finished my shaving, gave myself a last lookover in the mirror, then bent and washed off the remnants of shaving cream."You're on the list of hot chicks to ogle, I assume," I slurred around my straw, noisily downing the remainder of my drink while I eyed her. "Because you should be if you're not."It was true, too. She should be. I'd not had a chance before to just look at her, and the one time I had seen her naked her sister had been on top of her and between her legs for most of it, but she was beautifully proportioned. She had a dancer's body - probably from all the bouncing and such she did - strong and well toned, but without the leanness most dancers had. I hadn't missed that she'd filled out more since Sara and I had gotten together, mostly in places that would generally be agreed on as enhancing her attractiveness. She had slightly larger breasts than Sara, but the same eyes and hair, though hers was honey blonde."What?" from her brought me back to reality. "You're staring like a creeper, Mr. Man." She peered at me, half squinting."Just enjoying the beautiful woman sitting in the bathroom with me," I answered, taking a step forward and leaning down over her, brushing my fingers through her hair so I was holding her head between my hands."I am!" she beamed up at me, pulling my hands down and using them as leverage to get to her feet, swaying her hips back and forth once she was steady. "I want to dance! We have the house to ourselves!"She twirled on the spot, her balance precarious at best, but managed not to go over. I'm not sure I would have been able to catch her and keep us both up if she had gone over. She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder, raising her arms and swaying. I stepped forward again, running my fingers up her back from her ass."I have a bra on, Mr. Man.""That's easily solved, Ms. Hyper."She grinned as the strap went loose, dropping her hands to her shoulders and shrugging the bra off, letting it fall unceremoniously into the tub."Riiiiiide, ride my see-saw," she sang, spinning back around to face me. "Take this place. On this trip. Just for me." We started moving backward, stopping in the hall while she grinned and half bounced, half swayed with me. "Moody Blues! Tell me you have them! They are the super best music for dancing!""What kind of dancing, is the question.""Oh! Right! We were going to sex!" She squee'd and bounced, hopping down the hall and tugging me after. "You can't have clothing stuff on, Mr. Man! And I brought stuff! I want to show you it! Hurryyyyyyyyyyyy!""Glow in the dark condoms?" I laughed, tugging her backward and into my arms, stumbling a bit with the sudden change of direction. I gave her a kiss before she could start complaining we weren't still moving to my room. "What else did you pack?""Fun things! Lots of fun things!" She tried grabbing one of my hands and missed the first time, then shifted her attention so she could see what she was doing, putting it on her ass. Her exuberance was subdued when she looked back at me. "Will you hate me if I'm not able to? I don't want you hating me.""I'm not expecting anything more than just spending the night with you, and I'm not going to force you. If you want to and you're willing, we'll figure out some way to make it work, even if that means you're on my lap and I'm playing with you while we watch your favorite porn."She beamed and hopped in my arms, her grin returning."I brought that! A few of them! One is a really hot woman getting tied up and stuff and electric stuff being used on her, and another is two women doing massage on each other, and another is really hot fisting, and you have to see theeeeeeeem! Let me show yoooooou!"She jittered out of my arms and twirled back around, hopping side to side down the hall, somehow managing to keep her singing even while she did."A thousand pictures can be drawn from a word, only who is the artist? Ooh!" She stomped to a stop and spun around in front of my door, grabbing the door jam and peering at me. "We should totally have you paint me! I want... I want butterflies here-" she cupped her breasts, "-and, and a flower starting here, with leaves and stuff-" she cupped her pussy, "-and growing up my stomach, and could you do that!? Oh my god that would be so awesome!"She eyed me expectantly, giving me a puppy dog look."I would, but I don't have any body paints.""Pooh..." She deflated momentarily, a short lived two seconds, before giving a hop and bouncing over to my bed. "Porn it is! Back pack! Sexy fun times!"I laughed and kicked my shoes into a corner, stripping my clothes off while watching her upend her pack and dig through her pile of clothes, toys, manga, discs, and I couldn't tell what all else."I'm so dumb," she muttered, a cd case in each hand, flipping them over and back again. "I forgot to name these, and I don't know which is my happy porns and which is Trigun."I grabbed a marker from my cup of pens and snatched one of the discs, opened it up and wrote "The Porns" on it."Hey!" she cried, stealing the disc back and pouting at it. "What if that's Trigun?""That can be fixed," I answered, brandishing the marker at her and turning my computer on once I'd dropped into my chair."But that's permanent marker. It can't be erased.""Doesn't need to be. Now bring your stuff and get in my lap, Ms. Hyper. We still have things to do before the night's over.""You have me to do! Mwahahaha!"She grinned and tossed a rabbit vib, a spot vib, and a metal thing in a sleeve at me, then plonked onto my lap with her discs in hand. The metal thing was an eight inch handle with a small pinwheel of needles on one end. I held it up and gave her an inquisitive look."I didn't think you were into this sort of play," I said, tapping the pinwheel, still in its sleeve, against one of her nipples."Hey!" She swatted my hand away and snatched the pinwheel, setting it next to my keyboard along with the discs. "My nipples!"She wiggled and made herself comfortable, her legs draped to either side of mine so they were spread and couldn't easily be closed, then handed me the unlabeled disc."Do your thing, Mr. Man!"Chapter 18"And now we know which is which," I said, adding 'is a Lie' to the disc I'd already labeled. "This one's Trigun, and the unlabeled one is your porns.""I don't think I like your labeling." She stuck her tongue out at me and flipped the cd case onto my desk, settling back against me and taking control of the mouse. "I want to try some other stuff tonight, ok? Like the wheel thingy.""Other stuff would include what you mentioned during dinner?"I tilted my head over her shoulder, and she was quiet while she thought for a few seconds, then grabbed one of my hands and moved it between her legs, setting it on her pussy. I slid my fingers along her slit, but she wasn't very wet."It's easier for me to do that if I'm really horny and wet," she said, her attention on navigating her files to select one but not immediately opening it. She let go of the mouse and leaned back instead, staring at the screen."I'm... nervous, I think. I don't know what to do with you. Everything I can think of to do with you - like playing stuff, you know - it's always stuff you do to Sara. I'm not..." She sighed and turned to look at me, but I couldn't read her look. "This is really, really hard for me, Mike. It's like we were talking earlier. I really want to fool around with you, honest, but you just... you're not curvy and stuff.""Is that why you wanted to be sneaky about getting worked up during the movie, so maybe you could lose some of your inhibitions?""And the drinks," she agreed, nodding, "but that's not working like I was hoping. I don't know why, 'cause it looked like it worked really good for everyone at the party, right? I don't know why I'm not... you know."She put one hand over the one she'd put on her pussy, sighing and turning back to the screen. I thought while I held her."I guess this solves the ever lasting mystery of whether I really am a lesbian?" she said after a few minutes. "'cause I'm not... Sitting here like this isn't getting me going at all, and the more I think about it, the less I am.""You didn't seem to have any problems during the movie, though." I moved my hand from between her legs and folded my arms across her stomach, holding her hands in mine. "What's different this time?""We're naked?" She shrugged and dropped her head back against my shoulder, making an annoyed sound, mostly at herself. "I don't know, Mike. I don't think it's you, 'cause what we did during the movie got me going so much I felt like I was going insane. And ganging up on Cindy was the same way. Well, it wasn't exactly the same, but you know what I mean, right? But this is different, and I can't explain it."She rolled her head to look cross-eyed at me, not able to focus that close."Do you think maybe you were right, that we're both domly sorts of people? Are you having fun because I'm letting you do stuff to me? Or do you like it because it's me?""Not the sort of thing I was expecting to be asked tonight," I answered absently after a few seconds, thinking.She stuck her tongue out at me and said, "I'm serious, Mike. Why can't you be, too? You always seem to be so... I don't know the word. You never seem to take me seriously, and it hurts. It's like you just want me to go away and stop bothering you and Sara.""I am taking you seriously. You leaving is the last thing I want to happen with our relationship. I was just thinking out loud, because that honestly wasn't a question I was expecting. I've never really thought about it, so I don't know. I really have enjoyed spending time with you, but I haven't been doing much to you, but until just now, we haven't been doing anything directly, either."I slid one hand down to her leg and lifted it, turning her on my lap so she was sitting sideways and we could face each other more easily."You said when we were at the movies that you wanted to imagine yourself doing to Sara what I do with her, making her all desperate and needy.""Yeah, but I like making her that way, or thinking about doing it. That's why I got so wet.""So doesn't that answer the question? If being on the receiving end doesn't do it for you, but being the one doing things does, then maybe we should figure out things we can do together to make Sara squirm and turn her panties into a soaking mess."She didn't say anything immediately, instead settling against me and laying her head on my shoulder."Are you ok if I just think for a few? You can play with me if you want, but I don't know if it will get me going or not.""I'll let you think."I gave her a kiss and ran my fingers slowly along her hip and thigh, both of us silent. She kicked my table when my screen saver came on, jolting the mouse just enough to turn it off and muttering, "Stupid 3D pipes. Super ugly." I just nodded, and she took my hand a few seconds later to place it back between her legs. I pressed a finger against her opening and met some wetness. Not much but definitely more than before."Is it wetter?" she asked, shifting a bit so she could spread her legs and give me more room to work with. She drew in a short breath when I slid a pair of fingers into her as my answer, her insides tightening at the invasion. "Shut up, Mr Man.""Didn't say a word," I laughed, wiggling my fingers in her as I adjusted my angle so I could work them in deeper."Shut up," she breathed, taking hold of my wrist to keep me where I was and leaning forward to kiss me. "I think maybe you were right. Being all dom gets me going more than thinking about being sub like. I think that's maybe why I like the porn I do, because I can imagine myself being the one doing the stuff like I would do it.""So let's watch what you brought and figure out if we could do it to Sara together," I said, giving her a kiss and biting lightly at her lip. "Or maybe even to Cindy, if she's ever ok with trying it."She clamped down on my fingers, a slow, involuntary squeeze, and then she did it again intentionally, harder, when I wiggled them some more in her."I think you had that idea all planned out," she accused, straightening and turning on my lap so she was straddling me again, holding my hand inside her the whole time."I planned nothing.""Totally planned the whole thing," she repeated and nodded, leaning back against me after making sure we were both comfortable, then opened the video she'd selected earlier. I recognized the domme as someone from Kink, but hadn't seen the model, a goth woman with the same build as Sara, making it apparent right off as to one reason Kim enjoyed the session."Remember I said I wanted to try some things?" she continued, pausing the video and turning a bit to look at me, and I nodded. "I want... Wait. Back up, 'cause I need to explain first."She gasped as I started working my fingers against her g-spot, tightening on my fingers as hard as she could but didn't move to pull my hand away. She was definitely wetter."Stop it! I need to explain! Don't distract me! I want things done a certain way, ok?" She mock glared as I teased her g-spot again, then darted forward, licked my nose, and stuck her tongue out at me."I usually cum real fast when I'm watching these 'cause they get me so turned on. This one I've watched so much I can time it so I can cum at the same time the woman does, but the others I'm only able to watch a few minutes before I do. It's really hard for me to control myself and stop before I'm at the point where I can't stop from cumming. Does that make sense?""Following along so far. I get the impression having something in you makes it even easier for you to cum?"She nodded and gasped loudly as I started to slowly finger fuck her, and she clamped down on my wrist with one hand to make me stop, whimpering and squeezing her eyes shut."It does," she squeaked when she was able to talk again, letting go of my hand. "That sucked so hard. I was getting close, and now all the teasing is coming back now I'm all horny again, and I need to cum sooooooo baaaaaaaaaaad. Like, needing it hurts kind of bad. But that's the thing I want to try, see? And I think you might need to handcuff me or something so I can't reach my pussy, 'cause I'm going to be going insane.""You want me to tease you but not let you cum?"She nodded while cringing."The idea scares me, 'cause I've never done it before, and I cum real easy and real hard most of the time. Maybe not as hard as Sara, 'cause I've never squirted like she can, but once I get going, I really, really, really need to cum or it hurts so bad, but I think maybe I want to be that horny so when we finally... you know... it will be easier for me.""I thought you said having stuff done to you doesn't do much to get you going.""That's why we're watching my porns, dummy head!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "So can we try that? Pretty please with me on top?" She tilted her head to the side and mocked adjusting a halo."Both of us being drunk is going to make that really hard to do, you know.""I will totally cross my heart and hope to die never ever complain about having me some orgasms."She grinned and I laughed, then reached into the back of my desk's bottom drawer to pull out two pairs of leather wrist cuffs and their locks.Chapter 19With Kim's hands cuffed to her elbows and discovering she had no control over her pussy tightening as she approached orgasm, it was surprisingly easy to stop so she wouldn't cum, even with the alcohol clouding my brain. The first video only amounted to a half dozen times of stopping her on the edge, but even that had her trying to squirm off my lap and get me into bed so I would fuck her. I had a different idea, though, and it wasn't hard to keep here on my lap: just stick my fingers back in her."Nooooo!" she whined, trying to turn around enough to face me but not succeeding with her legs still straddling mine. "I need to cuuuuuuuuum! You are meeeeeeeeeeeeean!"I just grinned and started to slowly finger fuck her again, stopping after only a few strokes when I felt her tightening on my fingers. She let out a desperate growl of frustration, trying again to squirm off my lap to my bed, but I held her where she was."There's still one more to watch," I hinted, teasing my fingers again at the entrance of her pussy."No!" she cried, trying once more to shove me out of my chair, almost succeeding in kicking enough to start us rolling toward the bed. She didn't notice, though. "That one's like an hour long! No! I can't take any more! Please! Please let me cum!""Do you still want to try for all the way?"I pressed my fingers slowly into her, sliding over her g-spot as I did and settling my thumb on her clit, working them all slowly enough she wasn't going to be at the edge very quickly. She arched her hips up off my lap trying to press against my hand, head going back while muttering incoherent "fuck"s and "please"s. I grinned and bit the side of her neck, shoving us away from my computer so we spun and were facing my bed. She cried out in surprise as I stood and brought her with me, propelling her onto the mattress. I about fell over doing it, though, the sudden movement kicking off the drunkenness we'd been nursing with the remainder of the drinks. I managed to catch myself before going down and landing on the box of condoms Kim had brought."Glowy!" she cried in rapt attention, writhing up the bed to the pillows. "I want to see them! Turn the lights off! They glow when they get warm!""We may not need lights with as hot as you are, then," I laughed, tearing open the box and pulling one of the condoms off the sheet inside. I'd been hard for probably the last two hours, and staying that way to get the thing on wasn't difficult. I stumbled over to the light switch, flipped it and the monitor off, then turned and waited for my eyes to adjust to the dark.Kim's distracted giggling did more to lead me back to my bed than being able to see did, since the condom did indeed react to body heat. I found her ankles and hauled her down to me at the edge of the bed, making her squeal in surprise when I wasted no time in positioning myself and shoving hard into her, burying myself all the way. I felt her immediately tighten, but I didn't move, just matched her grinding so she wasn't instantly cumming. I grabbed her forearms and pulled her into a half-sitting position, holding her like that with one hand while I gripped my other into her hair, making sure she couldn't but watch the glow of the condom drive into pussy while I fucked her.Her legs went around my waist, holding tight and waiting while I didn't move, waiting myself for her pussy to unclamp slightly, letting me know she wasn't going to immediately cum the first time I shoved back into her. She was trembling, whispering incoherently under her breath in anticipation, and then I pulled out slowly, causing her to draw in an equally slow and needy breath. I held for about ten seconds, shifting my hand from her arms to the back of her head so I had a better grip, then pounded into her, as hard and deep as I could manage, and it took only three strokes of that before she was exploding, almost breaking my grip on her hair. She didn't cum as hard or as loudly as Sara did, even after being teased to the edge every minute or two for so long, but she came for a lot longer, and I stood buried in her completely for a good minute while her orgasm tore through her.By the time she began tapering off, her pulsing had gotten me pretty close to cumming myself, and I started fucking her again, faster this time, and she panted and whimpered with each stroke, fingers clutching and clamping at her arms or her palms. The condom killed a lot of the feeling of being in her, and it took a frustratingly long time before I hit my own orgasm, and she'd had another by the time I reached mine, not as strong but just as long, so she was still cumming when I climaxed, letting my weight and my grip on her hold her completely on my cock.She folded backward once I released her hair, readjusting her legs around my waist so she was still holding onto me, rocking against me and keeping my still mostly hard cock moving in her. I leaned down onto my elbows and caught her in a kiss when I felt her tightening again on my cock, so I matched her rocking, which got her moaning more, and then she was cumming a third time, her whole body shaking under me every time her pussy pulsed."You are way hot in me, Mr. Man," she breathed when she was able to speak again, still rocking her hips while I matched her, which was all she was able to manage before her fourth orgasm started to build and then quickly roll through her. I straightened and half turned, fumbling half-blind for the keys to the cuff locks while Kim continued her rocking. I'd reached my second wind, which meant I didn't need to concentrate on staying hard, so I was able to remove the cuffs during her next - Fourth? Fifth? I'd already lost track. - orgasm."How many times are you going to cum before you can't anymore?" I asked, leaning down on my elbows again and biting at her lip."All night and tomorrow and all night and..." she answered, snaking her arms around my neck and holding tight, arching up against me as she started tightening again for another orgasm and I resumed fucking into her. She bit the side of my neck hard while she moaned and shook, falling back once she'd subsided, however briefly."I spent a whole weekend once playing with myself. Forgot to eat during the first day. That's how I... found out I could... eat myself. Fuck. Cumming more."Her eyes squeezed shut and she went back to my shoulder to bite again, and I bit her neck in return as I pulled completely out of her. She let out a surprised gasp and gripped her legs tighter around my waist, rocking desperately against my cock to try and get it back in her."No!" she pouted when she realized it wasn't going to work. "I was going to cum! Why'd you do that!?""You said you'd show me that," I replied evenly, grinning and giving her a kiss. "And you're obviously horny enough to try.""Meany head! Meany meany meany head! Oh my god! You suck so hard!"Chapter 20She shoved me up and away and unwrapped her legs from my waist, and I shuffled over and flicked the light on. She'd bent almost in half when I turned back, reaching her arms behind her knees to clasp her hands behind her. She scrunched her head back and stared cross-eyed at her chest, considering her breasts, then let loose one hand so she could pull them to either side. I settled in front of her and pushed two fingers into her open pussy, making her gasp."I don't know if that will help or not," she breathed as I wiggled them inside her, stopping as I felt her tightening. She whimpered and gritted her teeth, shallow breaths while she waited for her focus to come back. "This is the hard part. Takes a while, 'cause bending in half is hard.""I'll give you incentive, then." I grinned, my fingers going back into her pussy. "The faster you're able to get your mouth on your clit, the less time you'll be enduring me keeping you on the edge.""You so totally suck."She gasped and whimpered as I started my fingers moving in her, tightening her arms around herself and pulling closer to her pussy inch by inch. She stopped me after the fifth time I left her in sight of orgasm, losing some of her grip on herself."I think I need your help, Mr. Man," she panted when she could put words together again. "I'm not as bendy on my own anymore like I used to be. I want you to sit in front of me and pull my shoulders so I can reach. I know I can do it, but I can't keep my grip anymore. Haven't practiced this in ever and ever."I gripped under her upper arms and turned her, then scooted forward until her tailbone was pressed against my stomach. I bent over her when she nodded after making sure she could move like she needed to, setting my arms around the back of her shoulders, and she nodded again when she was ready."Go slow. Hard to breathe like this."I hummed a yes and started closing my arms toward me, pulling her closer to her own pussy, which was ridiculously slicked with her juices. She shook her head after craning forward a bit, just barely out of reach, and we waited a few seconds while she adjusted her arms and fixed her grip on herself, then I pulled her forward the last two inches she needed to get her mouth solidly on her clit."Ok," she said shortly, setting her arms and digging her fingers firmly into her sides so she wouldn't lose her grip. "I think you can let go with one hand so you can finger me. You owe me big for teasing me, Mr. Man.""Happy to oblige," I replied, testing my own grip on her and releasing the hand that seemed less solid.It was a horrible angle, but I managed to get a trio of fingers into her, which made her moan loudly and start to tighten as I got them as deep as possible with the angle. I started wiggling them in her once she'd clamped her mouth on her clit, sucking it hard and clearly working her tongue as fast as she could. Her whimpering built as quickly as her orgasm, and I shoved my fingers harder into her when she hit peak, her cheeks pulling inward with the suction she was putting on her clit. I'm fairly sure she had two or three orgasms immediately one after the other, because her pussy didn't stop clamping on my fingers for a good three minutes, only varied in intensity, and then she loosed her hold on herself and flopped backward with a loud gasp.I wasted no time in climbing up alongside her and putting my now free arm under her shoulders, closing my mouth over hers to lock her in a kiss and starting to finger fuck her in earnest. She protested weakly but quickly molded herself against me, clutching and squirming and arching hard against my hand once her pussy took over with another orgasm. I slowed and stilled to match her come down, leaving my fingers in her and looking down at her."Do you think the night's been worth it so far?" I asked, holding back a grin."You have the most amazingly awesome magic fingers ever, Mr. Man," she laughed, out of breath. "But you are way evil with the teasing. I don't like that so much, so can we just, you know, not and say we did from now on?"I had to laugh, then put my thumb on her clit and started circling, making her arch off the bed with a happy moan."I think orgasm torture is more your thing.""Orgasms are never, ever torture," she breathed, closing one hand in the blanket beneath her, her body tensing before she broke into another orgasm, shaking and crying out with each contraction. She opened her eyes and looked at me half-lidded, smiling brightly."I really, really, really want you to try, though."I laughed harder and pulled her closer so I could get my legs through hers to hold her down, biting at her lip as I gripped her one free hand and grinned."Challenge accepted."~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 41 |
mycock.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/mycock.txt | Over the course of my 29 year life, lots of people have asked me what it is like to have cock like mine. At 19 inches long and 10.5 inches around (that's 3" thick if you can't divide by pi) (and currently using a cockpump to make it even bigger)I have one of the largest dicks on the planet. I've even had straight guys play with my huge dong just so they could feel a tool like mine. To answer a lot of the questions a lot of you have, and to satisfy the voyeur in all of us, I'm publishing parts of my diary (edited and updated). I started keeping the diary early in life, but in the first entry I'm publishing I was 13 1/2.Since the entries are dated, you need some point of reference. I was born on November 8th, 1967.6/19/80Dear diary,Why can't I stop trying to look at guys and their cocks? Its bad enough that my dick is deformed, but I can't help but look at guys in the locker room and any time I'm at a urinal I can't help but look over and see what the other guy has. I've never seen another guy hard, but I really want to. Maybe when guys get hard they get as big as I do. I hope so, I don't like the jokes...I mean FUCK! I think I'm gay, and I don't want to be! At least Jake doesn't mind me hanging around him.[Editor's note: Jake was my 19 year old cousin who was staying with us while taking Summer School courses]6/22/80Dear Diary,Jake is gay!! How do I know? I searched his room today while he was at school and found a bunch of dirty magazines. Its the first time I'd ever seen pornos and I have to admit, it took a few moments to realize that there were no chicks on the covers. My heart was pounding and I felt faint as I realized that EVERYBODY in his magazines were guys, and they were doing things that I had never imagined. I'd heard about butt-fucking, but here were pictures of spread ass-cheeks and hard cocks buried inside, pictures of cocks, guys sucking guys, it was incredible! I was so hard it hurt! I ripped off my shorts and began to jerk off in my favorite way. I ran my right hand over my dickhead to get some lube, then wrapped both hands around my meat (I'm trying to use words I saw and read today), and came as soon as I began jerking. It took maybe 3 strokes before I erupted, it was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Cum spewed out all over. I just rode it out, feeling too intense to think. After I came, I didn't even get soft. I continued to leaf through the magazines, jerking my cock until it was almost time for Jake to get home, put away everything, and went back to my room.One thing I did notice, it didn't look like anybody had a dick as big as mine. I wonder what's wrong with me? One of the stories I read the guy kept going on about his 10" long, 8" around cock. Hold on, maybe I should measure myself...after all, if he's 10" and I'm about that, I gotta be normal right? Hold on, let me grab a ruler from the desk. I'm back. There must be something wrong with me. My cock measures exactly 1 foot from my crotch to the head. I must be deformed or something. I laid the ruler across my dick and it said I was 2" across. I'm really worried about this...what if my dick is deformed?6/25/80Dear Diary,I'm not worried if I'm deformed anymore. I found out that I am, and that is a wonderful thing!!! How did I find out? It turns out Jake is deformed like me, only more so. How did I find that out? A screw-up on my part. I was in his bedroom stroking and cumming and suddenly his voice came from over my shoulder."See you inherited the family cock, little cousin."I jumped up (not to mention out of my skin) and turned around and there was my cousin, naked as I was, and as hard as I'd was, only he had even a bigger cock! He walked over, grabbed my meat and stroked it and couple of times. That was too much for me. I began to cum. I was mortified as the first blast rocketed out and splashed against his leg. What would he think?! My answer came a moment later when he dropped to his knees and took my spurting dick into his mouth and sucked the rest of my load out. I thought I felt good the other day, but this was mind-boggling. I saw stars as I finished cumming into his mouth.He stood up, a trickle of cum dripping from the corner of his mouth. He grabbed me by the dick and walked me over to the bed and pushed me onto it. He lay down next to me and explained the facts of life to me. He knew that I'd been looking through his porno collection, and came home early from class to catch me jerking off. He wanted to see if I inherited the family dick. It turns my mother's side of the family (through the maternal line) runs to huge cocks. Jake explained to me that having a huge cock was a wonderful thing. I might get jokes, especially the next few years in high school, but that was minor compared to the joy of being hung like your average mule.He explained how having a massive dong made people stare, how getting laid was usually just a matter of whipping it out, and it allowed you to suck yourself. He asked if I had ever done that. I never even thought about it. He smiled, sat up, leaned down and shoved the head of his cock into his mouth. He pulled his mouth off, a trail of pre-cum stretching from his lower lip to his dick. He told me to try it, and it was incredible! I didn't know pre-cum tasted so good! The feeling were incredible. Like the feeling when he was sucking my cum down, but different, since I could control when and where my tongue went, the strength of sucking and what not. Jake reached over and cupped my balls in his hand and squeezed them gently. With a muffled shout (muffled because I had a mouthful of my own cock) I spewed, my load spraying into my mouth. I almost choked as the spray hit the back of my throat, but it tasted so good I was able to swallow almost all of it. When my vision cleared, and I could think again. Jake looked at me and smiled. "Fun, little cousin? I think we'll have fun all summer long."He waved my dick toward me and told me to try sucking him now. I leaned over and tried to get the head into my mouth but it was too big. I tried and tried, but ended up sucking on the tip of his cockhead, while stroking the shaft with both my hands. I must have been doing a good job because he was moaning and telling me to dig my tongue into his slit and dig out the ooze, to nibble on the big triangle of skin bellow his head, and after a few minuets he groaned that he was going to cum, and filled my mouth with his sperm. It tasted different from my own, but still very good.It was almost time for my parents to come home by then, but he promised that he would come into my room later tonight and we could have some more fun.[editor's note: Jake did come later that night, and I measured him at 14 inches long, and 2.5 inches thick. We continued to fuck around all summer (and still do).]11/8/81Dear Diary,As you know, today is my birthday, and it went pretty damn cool. Mom took me out to a really fancy restaurant for dinner, and bought me a second drive for my computer! Two drives! Now I have over 300K of storage! And it makes it so easy to copy disks. Seth and I are already planning on getting together next week and pirating all sorts of stuff. Thank God for Locksmith 4.0. One kinda gross/weird thing happened at the restaurant though. I had to take a shit, so I went in, and when I sat on the toilet the tip of my dick fell into the water! First of all, the water was ice cold, second, my cock was dipping into toilet water...Yuk! So I pulled it up and dried it off with some toilet paper, but couldn't figure out what to do next with it. I ended up flopping it over my thigh and sort of holding it in place with my left hand. It was kinda a pain, I hope my balls don't get so huge they dangle into the water too, I'm not sure I could concentrate on going to the bathroom holding both my dick and balls out of the way.[editor's note: that was when my limp dick was 7 inches long. Now that I'm 13 inches long soft, and my balls do dangle into the water (hanging 8 or so inches when I'm fully relaxed) I do have to toss them over my thigh (usually the left one) and hold them in place, or a lot of times they hold in place by their sheer weight alone. Probably more than anything else, this gets the most stares of all][editor's note: some of you have written and asked why I haven't written anything about the reaction of the kids in my high school when I stripped down and my monstrous dork swung free, bigger limp than almost everybody else (including the coaches) hard. The reason is simple... Due to moving around a lot with my mom, and the fact that we were rich, I didn't attend regular school until I was 16, and a junior (about a month after my first "Park" incident). I had private tutors and a lot of home/self teaching. When my mom would leave on business trips, I would usually get Mrs. Willington as a baby-sitter. She was probably 60 years old and I still firmly believe she was a Nazi Youth back in the war. The term taskmaster doesn't even come close. She was a repressed viscous old hag. So I spent a lot of time in my room with my computer and sucking myself off. Oh I saw a few other dicks...when I went swimming at the pool in the locker room, at public bathrooms, but never "hung out" with naked guys like happens in high school gym class or sports. I got some stares, some comments, but never spent an extended time naked around other men and boys...until my first, and last week as a Boy Scout and at Boy Scout camp.]6/27/82Dear Diary,I REALLY don't want to go to Scout Camp, and I don't want to be a Boy Scout, but mom insists on it. She feels guilty for my lack of friends I guess. I have friends...computer friends. She's just dealing with all the guilt from not being around that much over the last year. There are better ways to do it than send me off to Boy Scout Camp. She was convinced by one of our neighbors who's kid is a scout (and a real jerk). He's promised to "show me the ropes." I hope this isn't too bad.Well, we got here O.K., they showed us our cabin and then we went to dinner. It sucked. Time for lights out. Maybe it will get better.6/29/82Dear Diary,I am humiliated, I hate this place, I hope everybody here dies of a horrible disease that involves pain and decaying flesh. You want to know what happened? O.K., I have two options to go to the bathroom...I can use the outhouse (yes, outhouse) or I can walk over to the central building and use the flush toilets there. So I went over to use the toilets, and to shower. It must be planned to humiliate you as much as possible. There are no walls or doors around the toilets, just a row of 10 of them. The showers are equally open. 1 room with 15 shower heads on the walls. The only way to shower is to stand there and face 14 other naked boys and men. I was mortified, but determined to do it. I wasn't chicken. I did what I saw a few other guys doing, I stripped and walked over to the toilet and did what I always did, picked up my dick and balls, sat down and flopped them over my thigh. It was then that I noticed a bunch of guys staring and whispering. You can not imagine what it was like trying to take a shit while a dozen guys are looking, and then I let forth a loud fart and everybody busted up. I was dying. I wiped, got up and walked to the showers. I have never been more aware of the way my cock and nuts had started bouncing along my thighs when I walked. I got into the shower room and, for a moment, was able to forget under the warm spray, but then I noticed conversation in had stopped. I looked, and everybody was looking at me. Then, my so called "friend", my neighbor, pointed at my dick hanging to my knees and laughed about how I was deformed. Everybody busted up. I wanted to die; and it gets worse. I'm being laughed at for being deformed, and I guess I am because nobody was even half my size, and I suddenly realize that I'm staring at a bunch of other guys' cocks, ranging in size from 1-4 inches and ages from 13 to 18 and I get hard!I felt like crawling into the drain as the blood raced and engorged my misshapen dong. The laughter cut off as all 14 inches jutted out rock hard and rigid. Through my shame I wondered at that. They laughed when I was soft, but now that I'm hard, they all just stared. Except for Mr. Smartass, who called me a faggot for throwing a rod around a bunch of guys. That was too much, I ran out of there, back to my cabin. I'm calling Mom! I want out of here!One thing I wonder about. What kind of power did my rigid dick have? I've never been so embarrassed about anything in my life! I wish I had a normal sized dick (what ever that is, I've only seen me and Jake hard, but if the other guys almost double in size like I do, they'd only be 4-6 inches long hard), but then I couldn't suck myself. Just how big am I going to grow? I'm scared about that, but deep down I think I wouldn't mind having the biggest cock in the world.8/2/83Dear Diary,You would not believe what happened today! I had was biking along, quite a ways from home. Mom's off on business again, so I'm on my own. At least she doesn't leave a baby-sitter with me anymore. I passed by this park that looked pretty cool, lots of trees, and a couple of paths. The map at the front even said that there was creek back there. I locked up my bike, grabbed my bag and pipe, and walked off. It was a great park! I had walked for about five minuets when I heard sounds coming from the bushes off the path. I snuck over and peeked through.What I saw sent the blood pumping to my dick and made my pulse race. Through the shrubbery I say one man, about 25 or so, Latino, pants around his ankles, and cute, being sucked off by an older guy. The guy's eyes were closed as the older dude knelt and swallowed his cock. The guys dick was nice, from what Jake had taught me, larger than average, probably about half as big as mine. As I watched, the younger dude grabbed the cocksucker by the hair and began to face-fuck him, pistioning his rigid brown shaft in and out of pink lips. He crammed the sucking mouth and throat all the way down on his uncut shaft. He grunted and shot down the dude's throat. Then he pulled back, popped his spewing dong out of the hot mouth and jacked a couple more loads onto the guy's face, to drip off his chin onto the grass below. I was amazed. Excluding watching me and Jake in a mirror, I'd never seen guy sex outside a video.Without a word, not even looking at the guy, the Latino pulled up his pants, zipped up and walked away. I almost jumped out of my skin when the older guy looked straight at me and said "You want to get your cocked sucked too?"I was so hot from seeing them go at it, I leapt through the bushes, tugging down my sweats and yanking down my . His eyes bugged out as he stared at my prick. He whispered, "Oh my God! Dear God!"He reached out and palmed my half-hard dick, hefting it with both hands, letting it go and then reaching back and cupping my balls, using both hands to heft my baseball sized balls. All the time muttering amazement, and praise, of the huge cock he was playing with. I had no idea what effect my cock could have on another man. I mean, this is the first time anybody besides Jake had seen my dick even half-hard, and this guy was acting like my dick was the ultimate dick in the world. Jake had told me how amazing my dick was, especially since I now passed him up and measured 15 inches long and 2.5 inches thick, but I had never realized it until now. Under his soft hands and praise my dick grew until I was rock hard and leaking more than I ever had in my life.He ran his hand over my apple sized cockhead and smeared my flowing pre-cum all over it. He opened his mouth wide and fit almost the entire head into his mouth, while stroking my shaft with both hands. It was incredible! Even better than when I do it. He dug his tongue into my gaping slit and drew out even more of my juice. I was standing there, legs spread, all 15 inches rock hard and jutting out from my groin to where the dude had managed to get all my glans into his mouth, eyes closed, when I felt another set of hands on my balls and another mouth on my cock. I opened my eyes to see that another guy, this one much older, may 70 or so and joined in. It was incredible! Watching these two guys worship my dong was wonderful.The two of them were slobbering and drooling all over my enormous meat. Both pairs of hands and mouths easily found room on my 120 square inches of cock. They played and tugged on my balls, each of them sucking and nuzzling my 3" testes. It didn't take long before I could feel my balls draw up and I began to cum. I swear I've never come that much in my life. The first blast flew a good 8 feet to the edge of the clearing. In don't know how far the others would have shot because both men jumped on my dick the rest of my splooge landed on their faces. I sprayed both of them until it my seed was running down their faces and dripping down their chin.After I came, they continued to lick and stroke, telling me what a stud I was, how amazing my dick was, how they were going to take me how and spoil me. They had really weird lisps to their voices, and I have to admit, I got freaked out, ran out of there (didn't pull my shorts up either at first, shocked the hell out of some guy when I came out of the bushes with all 9 limp inches bouncing around). That was not long ago. I'm writing it down as soon I was able. What kind of park was that? Will it happen again if I go there? And is my cock really all that amazing? How will other men respond to it?8/30/83Dear Diary,Well, I finally got a hold of Jake. When I told him what happened he laughed, but did take the time to explain what a cruise spot was. I was amazed. There are public places where gay guys go to find cock? What a wonderful thing! I told him about their reaction to my massive dick, and he told me that he had told me so, that I was hung longer than huge. As he had shown me, even in pornos nobody had a dick as big as mine. (well, in some straight videos guys had bigger ones, but not in gay porno). He explained that the older guys I had run into were called "trolls" [editor's note: I don't use that term anymore], and they especially loved young dick. He told me that it might be a good idea to let a troll take me home to play with, that he had gotten a lot of weed, a lot of sex, and a lot of money letting guys have free rein with his own huge dong.He explained the rules of cruising, always let the other guy make the first move, how to see if a guy is watching, to cup my package and see if he did the same etc. Jake also explained that sometimes straight guys would want to see my dick, but not touch it, but jacking off for a audience was a lot of fun. When I asked him if I would be able to find dick to suck (`cause I really love sucking cock) he said yeah, but I'd almost have to keep my pecker in my pants because when most guys saw the horsemeat between my legs they would want it.I feel much better about what happened, and I think I'll go back to the park tomorrow. Mom's still on business, so its no problem getting away all day. I used to mind that she was gone so much, but I think it will have its advantages.8/31/83Dear Diary,Woof! Was Jake right. I'm so buzzed right now, and so drained, I can barely write, but I have to let you know what happened today.I went to the park and starting walking around, like Jake had told me to. It was a hot afternoon, so I had stripped to just my shorts and sneakers. With Jake's advice I wasn't wearing underwear. A quick side note, Diary, it felt good not wearing underwear. I never realized how restrictive my boxers were. My balls and cock felt free as they swung in my cut-off sweats. I think I might stop wearing underwear. But anyway, I walked for a few until I was in the area I was in last week. There wasn't anybody there, but Jake had hold me to hang for a few before moving on and trying to find somebody. I loaded up my pip and took a few tokes. I heard rustling in the bushes and before I could put away the pipe, a "troll" walked out. I guess he would fit in that definition. He was probably 50 or so, but in good shape. He was wearing Bermuda shorts, sandals (no socks, thank god!), and a T-shirt. He smiled at me, pulled a baggie out of his shorts and asked if I wanted to smoke some good stuff. I said sure, and he sat down next to me, took my pipe, and loaded up some neon green pot, handed it to me, and after two hits, I couldn't see straight. I'd never smoked bud like this! I'd heard about green pot, but all a 16 year old can get is shit weed. He asked me my name and I told him, he then introduced himself as Pete. He was a pretty cool guy. We chatted for a couple of minutes and he wasn't lispy, he seemed like a normal guy. I started wondering if he was cruising, or if he was just nice guy [editor's note...GOD was I naive], when I felt his hand on my knee. Jake had told me to expect that, and besides, I was so stoned I couldn't react quickly to anything, so I did exactly what Jake told me to do if that happened; I spread my legs, and sure enough, Pete did exactly what my cousin said he would. He began to knead my leg, working up towards my crotch.I leaned back and let him work. I was too stoned to do anything but let him, even though I had gotten really scared. Within moments of him touching me blood started filling my cock. His eyes widened as my dickhead grew out of the bottom of my shorts and rode on the end of my lengthening shaft to drip pre-cum past my knee. Pete stared down at my pecker with amazement. I was scared, visions of Scout Camp flashed through my head. Would he laugh at me and call me deformed? I figured from the way the trolls acted the other day that he wouldn't but what if he did?I shouldn't have worried about it. Pete caressed the 8 inches of dick that stuck out from the leg of my shorts. "Oh baby stud, where did you get a cock like this?"He ran his hand over my oozing, apple-sized dick-head and smeared my lube all over my young, monster schlong. It felt great, but I was at a total loss as what to do next. Pete kept caressing me, I looked at him, and he looked at me and suddenly he smiled and began to chuckle.I was mortified, I knew he was laughing at my cock. I knew I a freak. Suddenly, he stopped chuckling and said to me "Lee, I'm not laughing at you, I just realized something from the way you just looked at me. You've never done this before, have you?"I just nodded, wondering how he knew, and feeling like I wanted to run away, but was way too buzzed to manage that, besides his hand on my dick felt so good!"You're what, 15, 16? Have the largest cock in this city, and never cruised, been cruised or anything. Have you ever had sex with a guy or girl?"His demeanor was so friendly, so protective, I was still afraid, but felt like I would trust him. "Me and my cousin Jake have touched and sucked each other, but that's all. And I'll be 16 in November." How I managed to choke that out I'll never figure out. My throat was dry, my heart felt like it was in my throat. I think the only thing that kept me going was his hand, still caressing my horsemeat, not trying to get me off (but the feeling of somebody besides me touching my penis was intense!), but just, almost comforting, trying to relax me...and it was working."Ah little stud," he said, smiling gently at me, "if you would like, I could teach you all about being with a man. Or if you prefer, I could jack you off and try to suck you and you'll never see me again, or we don't even have to do that. Its whatever you would like, little-stud."And he looked at me, and I fell into those soft brown eyes of his. My emotions were racing, I felt like I was to pass out. I looked at him, and wondered if my father looked anything like him. As you know, I never knew my father. I don't know why, but I trusted Pete, I wasn't scared of him like I was the other day. He was so nice, so gentle. I looked at him, and my breath stuck in my throat. I tried to talk, cleared my throat, and managed to say, "Teach me."Pete smiled and stood up and offered his hand to me. I took it and he led me out of the clearing and into his van, which was parked just on the other side. "I life just down the street. We'll have more privacy at home."I was in a complete daze. My head was spinning and I could barely walk. It was almost like it wasn't me being driven to his house, taken by the hand and up to his bedroom, where he undressed me, and himself, and laid down next to me. He ran his fingers lightly over my chest, talking to me; I have no idea what he was saying, but it was warm and comforting. It took a few minutes, but Pete eventually calmed me down enough for me to come back to my own body. I stirred and look up into his ice blue eyes.Pete smiled down at me, "A little calmer now, little stud?"I smiled back at him and he leaned down and kissed me! It started off gently, but soon our tongues were intertwining and his hands were caressing my body, and my hands caressing his. He felt very different from Jake, but still very nice, and he smelled, well, manly. I wanted to taste his dick and see if it was as tasty as my own. I didn't know what to do, though. I was holding onto his dick and was stroking and feeling the rigid, hot rod. His cock was maybe 5 or 6 inches long, and while much smaller than mine I thought it was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. At last I was with another guy! (Jake sorta doesn't count) I buried my face in his chest hair and tasted his flesh and smelt his body. Pete leaned back and let me explore his body with my tongue and hands. It was great! But I knew where I wanted.I dove for his cock and tasted my first dick...well not my first, there had been my own and Jake's, but this was different. I sucked and licked and tasted his rigid flesh. It was great! I love sucking cock!. I used all the techniques I learned from sucking myself off. Long before I was ready to stop, Pete pulled me off of him and told me that he didn't want to cum yet, and that it was my turn.He laid me back and took my monster dong in both hands, and started to try to take the head. He dug his head into my gaping piss-slit and wrapped his lips around my apple sized head. I immediately came. It was too much. For the first time in my life, hands and tongues besides mine were on my dick. I howled as my cream exploded out. Through the rushing in my ears I heard him gasp and choke as my pencil thick streams of cum flew out. I thought it felt good when I came while sucking myself...this was even better! Slowly, my orgasm subsided and when I was capable of opening my eyes again Pete was still stroking my monstrous meat.He continued to stroke and lick my dick, telling me how in 40 years of cocksucking and thousands of dicks he'd only seen a couple like mine, and both those on guys much older. I told him about the two guys the other day and he explained that I'd have to get used to that...occasionally people would go crazy over my dick. As we talked, his expert hands continued to caress every inch of my huge dick, both hands cupping my swollen, apple sized head, catching the pre-cum and using it to take long, two handed stroked up and down all of my 15 inches. I have to admit, here I was talking about all my fears about my dick and being gay, and finally having somebody to talk to who understands, and at the same time here I was laying back and getting stroked-off by a guy I had met not even an hour ago, and that struck me as very weird, but very cool! Especially when, under the incredible stroking of his hands and blew my second load of the day, at least as intense as the first one. After that, I asked to suck on his cock some more, and he let me, and this time he let me suck him until I got to taste my first load of cream! It was great! I was bobbing my head up and down, using my tongue to scrape along the underside of his rock hard dong, the top of his swollen dickhead bouncing along the top of my mouth and my long, dark hair bouncing as I used my best headbanger muscles on my first blowjob.Suddenly he tensed, and his cock got even harder and thicker, and he moaned that he was cumming! I sucked him even faster and felt the first load of his cum splash into my mouth. My tongue and teeth became coated with his salty-sweet splooge. He thrashed and moaned as he blew his seed into my young mouth.As I swallowed his load and licked his softening dick and relaxing nuts, my eyes widened as I felt my dong swell and blow yet another load. I moaned and ground my huge dick into the sheets. I was laying on it as I sucked on his balls and I felt the head expand between my nipples and my swollen, baseball sized nuts pull up between my legs and the first shot blew out from underneath me to splash onto his scrotum. Pete looked up from where he was recovering from his orgasm and oooh'd as streamer after streamer of my 15 1/2 year old cum flew out to coat my chin and his balls. After I was done cumming (but still rock hard, my rigid dick a solid tube of flesh running from my swollen balls, each massive orb resting on the bed, to between my pecs where the orange sized, deep-red, head dripped pre-cum onto the sheets.Pete sat up and turned me over, and spun me around on his silken sheets. He licked me from chin to balls, sucking up every drop of the load I had splattered all over myself. He asked if I wanted to shower and get a little less sticky, and when I agreed took me into this great bathroom! The shower was huge, with 2 heads! And there was a nook with a hot tub. When I oohed at the tub, he suggested we go for a soak. The water was hot and bubbling as we sat down. It felt really good to soak my body and dick. Both were kinda sore after cumming three times in thirty minutes. I laid back and relaxed, toking off the pipe Pete handed me. I felt his hands caressing my chest and body, and slowly and gently play with my dick where it bobbed and floated with the moving water. I was limp, 8 inches of fat pecker suspended in the water over my lemon sized balls as my scrotum relaxed and floated my twin cum filled orbs out along my wrist thick shaft.Pete's hands caressed my groin, kneading the flesh around the root of my monster dong and the broad expanse of the base of my ball-sac. With gentle hands he lowered his rubbing, spreading my legs until a finger was pressed against my puckered back hole. It felt good. I had touched my ass a little while playing with myself, but never really done anything, but I had seen the guys getting fucked on Jake's fuck tapes and it looked like they were enjoying it. Jake said he didn't, but I was wondering.I spread my legs slightly to let him have better access to my butt. He kneaded my tight young ass, and then had me get up and kneel on a padded cushion on the step of the tub. My dick and balls hung into the water, but my ass was high and dry...but not for long as he got behind me and actually touched his tongue to my ass! I cried out it felt so good! He began to lick and tongue my ass. I was in ecstasy! My dick swelled into a raging erection, which Pete grabbed with both hands and began to stroke as he became the first person to tongue my virgin ass. The hot water surrounding my cock, Pete's strong, milking hands, and his tongue, which my now was buried deep in my ass was yet another reason to cum. Moaning and almost crying, I released streamers of cream into the water of the tub. Pete had me roll over and lay down on a mat at the edge of the tub and lifted my legs and continued to suck and tongue my hole. I felt his finger rub against me, each time pressing in a little more, then pulling back. His finger was coated with something cool and greasy, and slowly her worked the first knuckle into me, and then, once he felt my ass muscles loosen against his penetrating digit, he pushed into me to the knuckle and taped his finger against my never-been-touched prostate. I felt a fire shoot from inside me and out my cock. It was only when I felt the cream splashing over my chin and chest that I realized that I was cumming! I thrashed against his finger, too overcome with the force of my fifth cum to do more that moan and twitch. After I blew, he continue to play with my ass, and soon two fingers were inside of my. It never even began to hurt like Jake said it would. When he began tapping both fingers against my ultra-sensitive nub, I blew again, this time I was almost expecting it and was able to lift my head and suck the head of my spurting dick into my mouth and milk my dickhead as he finger-fucked every last drop of my orgasm out of my balls. Pete moaned and gasped as I greedily sucked down my sperm. His fingers in my ass had me hot like I'd never been before. As I was slurping up the last of my load, he pulled his fingers out of my ass and had me get on my knees again.I stuck my young, virgin ass up into the air, and waited for what I was hoping was coming next. I felt something hot and slick against my cherry. I asked him if that was his cock and Pete said yes. He then asked me if I was ready to get fucked. I didn't reply but pushed back against his dick, forcing the engorged head into my virgin boy-hole. I didn't stop pushing back until I felt his pubes brush against my ass. He began to slide his cock in and out, slowly at first, then faster. My dick was rock hard, jutting from my crotch, both of my full balls were drawn up, and my might shaft was bouncing and slapping against my chest form the force of Pete's thrusts. Every time he rammed his cock home, a spurt of pre-cum sprayed out, either hitting me in the chin or landing on the tiles below. I felt Pete speed up his thrusts and moan that he was going to cum. His cock got ultra-iron hard, I actually felt it get harder and thicker and longer, and I felt my bowels fill with hot liquid as he sprayed my now-devirgined insides. The feeling of his dick shooting was enough for my cock to spray out another load, this one I didn't even touch myself, it just shot and shot as I felt him get soft and slip out of my ass.I slid down into the water, drained and limp. Pete and I toked on the pipe some more, and talked about what happened. He wanted to make sure I was O.K. with it. I was ecstatic! I wanted more. As we talked about it, I got hard again, and Pete laughed when the fat tip of my cock broke the surface of the water. We got out of the tub and back into the bedroom. Lets just say that I must have cum a dozen more times over the next 3 hours. Pete licked me, used dildos on me, stroked me. The only thing we didn't do was I didn't fuck him. He said that he'd need to work up to taking me, but in a couple of days he'd let me. I got to play with his ass though, that was a lot of fun.I gotta crash now, I'm about to collapse... too much weed, too much sex, can't wait for more.[Editor's Note: Pete became my mentor and stayed with me for several years until I left to make my own way in the world. He taught me to be proud of being gay, of my dick, and of being me. He died of AIDS in 1993 and I just wanted to let everybody know how much I loved him and I miss him still]END |
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