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peepingpop.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/peepingpop.txt | I guess I'd had my suspicions all along that my daughter Lisa was fucking around with her brother Todd. We've always been a close family, but I didn't ever imagine they would get *that* close. Still, the telltale signs were there, the fact that whenever I came in the house the two would look flustered, their faces flushed and clothing in slight disarray.I could have confronted them with it, but I didn't want to cause a scene and alienate them. They were both in their twenties, certainly old enough to make their own decision, about sex and everything else.I wasn't disgusted by this, if indeed it was true. Lisa is really beautiful, and maybe in my subconscious I'd fantasized about fucking her as well. But I was almost sure my son Todd was actually doing it.I suppose it was my curious nature that got me thinking about how they would look. I bet she was a tigress in bed and Todd a dynamo! I would have given anything just to watch them! And the more I thought about it, the more I hatched schemes to help make it happen! They knew I came home from work two hours later than they did, which gave them plenty of time to get it on.I decided it would be a Thursday evening that I'd play detective and try and catch them in action. I had a few hours coming to me, so I got off work early. I made sure I got home before them, with plenty of time to spare. Lisa has a fairly large closet in her bedroom crammed with clothes, so even if she searched it for something she likely wouldn't see me standing right there at the back!I waited patiently, and around five-thirty I heard the front door opening. Lisa and Todd came in the house laughing and joking. He followed her into the bedroom and as she stepped out of her dress, showing off her black bra and panties, he was there to paw at her body and kiss her boobs through the lacy bra!So my suspicions were correct -- and I had a front row seat to all the action. It didn't upset me, as evidenced by the fact that my cock had already swollen to a rock-hard state. Todd slipped off his sister's bra and got a big mouthful of her perfect tits. He sucked them all over, taking special care with the stiff, pointy nipples!Lisa sat on the edge of the bed as Todd stripped. His cock was a rigid as mine, and he moved right over to her so she could suck on his swollen meat! She guided it against her lips, sipping the pre-cum filtering from the slit before opening wide and letting his cock surge into her throat!She clamped her lips around his pole and began to blow her brother, and what an erotic sight it was! If only my cock were down her gullet instead of his, but at least I was getting to catch the peep show!There's no way they could have known I was there unless I made a loud noise, so it was total viewing pleasure for me. The longer I stood there, the hotter it got! Her lips puffed in and out the harder she sucked. Todd pulled on her hair as her head bounced wildly. She made sure every inch of his cock was treated to a loving tongue caress, and five minutes into the blowjob, Todd began heaving his cock harder inside her mouth with frantic pumping motions, his balls banging against her chin!Todd wanted to get off in a hurry now, and who could blame him for wanting to spill his seed? The second he reached the end of the line, his body convulsed as his cock sent thick spurts of cum down my daughter's throat. Lisa's head rocked with the impact of the explosions, but she didn't miss one gooey stream of juice.I saw how her cheeks were puffed out and she kept swallowing cum for a long while after she'd finished blowing him. "Umm, tasty as always," she purred. "No, maybe that's not true. I think it was better than ever before. Now how would you like to eat your sister's twat? Daddy won't be home for a while yet!"Lisa peeled off the rest of her clothing and lay back, her pussy spread to receive his invading tongue. Todd lapped around her hole, then jabbed his tongue into the hole! Lisa moaned from the second he entered her as he let her pussy feel all the delicate sensations that only a skilled tongue can give!During this time I was aware of how my cock was throbbing, and finally I had the presence of mind to unzip my pants and pull out my pole. That gave me the opportunity to stroke my rod in perfect rhythm to the way Todd was sucking on Lisa's pussy!I was proud of my son and how well he was able to pleasure a woman. I'd like to think I contributed in some way to this by telling him not only the facts of life, but how they're best performed.With such sustained pussy sucking, he quickly brought Lisa off. Her thighs clamped either side of his head as she screamed with pleasure. It was a rocky eruption and Todd slurped up her cream like he was licking soup from a bowl. I hadn't come quite yet. I saved it for the next act of the night, when my son turned Lisa over and jammed his stiff prick up her doggy-style!Hot damn! It was my favorite position in the world, and Todd was a real pro, really socking it to her as Lisa spread her legs wider and humped up her butt in order to take him in deeper.Ten minutes later he was still fucking her. Finally he let out a roar and blasted off into her twat. And that's when I got off too, shooting a big avalanche of semen against the closet wall.They dressed and went downstairs to fix supper. I knew I'd have to be very cautious about sneaking out of the house, then returning as if nothing happened. But I did it, and now I'm plotting my next peeping session. I can't wait!END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 55 |
flash.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/74/flash.txt | In all started when I was in 7th grade. One of the classes we had to take was gym. That meant we had to get gym clothes and that included a jock strap. Not only did we have to dress for gym but, afterward we all had to take a shower. I had many friends from my elementary school and a few were in my gym class. I had never thought that undressing would make me feel weird in front of guys my age. I was a little nervous at first but, everyone else was having the same feelings. I looked to see if anyone was looking around but it seemed everyone was changing as fast as they could. After we had been outside playing football and running around, we had to go back and shower and change, all in less than ten minutes to get to our next class. That's when things got a little different. We were each given a little towel and told to shower in the stalls and change back into our normal clothes. Since we didn't have much time to do so, everyone was in a hurry. I hurried and got nude and went to shower. I was under the water when a kid looked at me and said "whoa dude." I just smiled at the kid and went about my business of showering and dressing.The next day that same kid was there with a few more of his friends. We were all in the shower but I felt like I was being stared at. Some of the other kids were snickering and I had no idea what about."See." Said the kid from the day before to another guy. They both looked my way and gave a little laugh."What's your problem?" I asked.The guys just laughed as I walked by. You have to understand the mentality of the 7th grader. We were all 12 and soon to be 13. It was the first time most of us had been nude with a group of peers. We were all different shapes and sizes. Some of us we going into puberty and others were well on their way through it.The next few days, the same thing would occur. I ignored the others and was glad when gym class was over. It was after the first week of this that I got a the nickname of "horse." I was a fast runner and very good at soccer. I thought the moniker was because I was one of the fastest kids in my grade. Later I was to learn the real reason. I was walking home with one of my friends who no would call me "horse" instead of "Nate," which is what everyone called me except my mother who called me Nathan. "You don't care that people call you horse do you?" My friend asked me."Na." I told him. "It's fine with me." "You know why everybody started calling you 'horse?" He asked,"'cause I'm a fast runner." I told him. My friend started to laugh at that. "No, its not." He said. "It's because of your dick." "What about my dick?" I asked. "You haven't noticed?" My friend asked."Noticed what?" I asked back."That yours is bigger than the rest of ours." He told me as he laughed.To be honest, I hadn't noticed. Maybe it was because I was always in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to the other guys in the locker room. The next day in the shower I looked around. Like I said before, we were all different shapes and sizes and in differing parts of puberty. I did notice that most of the other guy's dicks weren't as long as mine. Mind you, my cock in 7th grade wasn't that big. It was maybe just a inch or so longer and hung down more than the other guy's cocks did. One of my friends later told me it looked like someone had tapped a man's cock onto my boy body. We laughed at that for almost 10 minutes. In 7th grade, I was a very thin and lanky guy. That, I am sure, made my cock look bigger on my thin frame.My cock wasn't huge by any means. When I wasn't hard, it was maybe 3 ½" long. When it was hard, it was 5 1/4 inches long. I also had a ball sack that hung down while the rest of my friends had little to no ball sack to speak of. The novelty wore off as we went through the year. It was the summer after 7th grade that I went camping with one of my friend's family. We camped at a lake on a houseboat. There was my friend and his older sister and mom and dad. I was changing into my swimsuit when my friend's mom came into the room I was changing in by accident. She opened the door just as I had kicked off all my clothes and was standing there totally naked with a partial hardon. My friend's mom and I froze. I was too shocked to even move. I was sure my friend's mom was too. She just stood there for what seemed like hours but was actually maybe 7 seconds tops. "Sorry." She said as she backed out of the room and closed the door. I hurried and changed and thought I was in some sort of trouble. I took a while inside the room but knew I had to face my friend's mom again. When I finally did go out, my friend's mom was cool about it. She didn't say a thing, just smiled at me and gave me a wink and offered me some food. As the trip went on, my friend's mom walked in on me changing 2 more times. The second time she did that I covered up a little and she looked disappointed. I thought about how her face looked the first time she saw me as opposed to the second time she saw me. I did feel embarrassed but was also turned on. The next time I got changed, I was so excited about being seen that I had a full blown hard-on. But, she didn't accidentally come in that day or the following day. The last day we were on the lake she did finally open the door by accident. This time I was totally nude for what seemed like an eternity while I waited and was sporting a full hard-on when she came in. When she saw me her eyebrows raised and a smile crossed her face. The feeling inside of me was hard to explain. I felt excited, horny and on top of the world. She stared at my nude body as long as she dared before leaving. Which had to be at least a full minute or almost two. From that time on, she was very friendly to me and I loved it when I was over at her home. She never saw me nude again but, to be honest, I wanted her to see me in the nude many times. I would even dream at night about her looking at me. She seemed to enjoy it and for some strange reason it gave me a thrill and made me feel like I was accepted.This started a "passion" of mine. When I was home alone, which wasn't too often, I would get nude and run around. I would stand by the large picture window in front of our house and would hope someone would see me. I was always horny and loved to jack off. If I was alone, I would get nude as fast as I could and maybe flash somebody, then jack off. Like I said, it wasn't too often I got to do that because my little sister, mom or dad would be around most of the time. However, as my little sister got older she would go over to more of her friend's during the day giving me a chance to be nude and show off.During my eight-grade year, I got bold. I would even run outside nude and let the kids that lived next door to me see me in all my glory. They were quite a bit younger and seemed to like looking at the naked kid that lived next to them. It was during that same summer that I was on a bike ride and saw two girls playing hopscotch on their driveway. As usual, I was horny and my cock was hard. I stopped at the end of the driveway and looked around to see if anyone else was in eyeshot of me. When I saw no one, I opened my pants and pulled out my cock and balls. It took a few seconds before the two girls were looking at it and giggling. I asked if they wanted to touch it but one of them ran away and the other just looked at it. After a few minutes of that, I zipped up and rode home. From that time whenever I was alone and got naked, I would look out the window to see if anyone was walking down the street or riding by on a bike. If they were I would open the front door and usually the movement of the door opening would catch their attention and I would be seen. I would usually get a smile or a nod. Some would look then quickly look back down the road and ignore me. I even came up with a point system to make it a game. Guy's were 0 points. If one did see me it counted as a minus 3. A teenage girl was 10 points and a middle aged woman was 7 points. Old ladies and little girls were 5 points. Anyone I thought could get me into trouble was a-10. One time I saw someone jogging down the street and opened the door. I had seen the person far away but didn't get a good look. When I opened the door, the person turned out to be a guy. He smiled and waved at me and jogged on. I shut the door pretty quick but, I knew he got an eye full. I was waiting for someone else to come by when the man came by again, this time looking at my house like he was expecting something. That time a little fear struck me as I watched the guy pass by.A little while later, the same guy passed my house again. It got me to wonder if maybe he wanted to see again, so I opened the door just as he passed. He heard the door open and stopped, then turned around as I walked out on the front porch. He smiled at me and gave me a "thumbs up" and put his hand his over his crotch. I let him look for a few seconds before I went back inside and locked the door. He walked by a few more times but I was too afraid to show.Fast forward to the summer after 9th grade. I was continually horny as most 15 yr olds are. I weighed in at 145lbs and was 5' 9" tall. My cock had grown more and was about 6 3/4" when totally hard. I still loved to be seen but the opportunities started to come less and less. My mom and dad were gone more but my sister, who was four years younger than me, was always hanging around the house. To me, it seemed that there were always some of her friends over. Most of the time they would keep to themselves, but at other times they would tease me or bug me. I tried to ignore them.Toward mid-summer, my parents had taken off someplace and my sister announced she was going to her friends to play. As soon as she had left, I stripped down. I was totally nude and horny. My cock was up and I looking at myself in a mirror, looking at what others would get to see of me. I was looking out the windows to see if anyone was coming down the street. After a long time no one came and I grew bored of my little game. I had been told I needed to go weed the flower patch in the front yard, so I put on some shorts and went out. As I was weeding, I saw two girls walking down the street. I quickly dropped the tools and ran inside and got nude. I looked out the side-window as they got closer to my house. My cock was hard from the anticipation of being seen. As soon as the two girls got close, I opened the front door and stood there. Both of them stopped with a look of surprise. I quickly studied their faces and they both looked younger than I was, but both were "hotties." One of the girls started to giggle and the other one smiled and said something to the other one. They slowly walked along the sidewalk in front of the house, staring at me as they walked."How come you're naked?" One of the girl's asked. I didn't answer. They just kept looking as they walked by. Once passed, I closed the door and looked out the window as they continued to walk. They stopped and then turned back. I went to the front door and opened it again, stepping outside for them to get a better look."How come you have a boner?" The same girl asked. The other girl seemed to be a little more shy, but was watching me as intently as she could. "Why do you have a boner?" the girl asked again."I like 'em." I said back to her causing both of them to giggle."Are you fucking someone in there?" She asked."No" I told her back. "Is Alyson naked too?" She asked. "Are you fucking Alyson? She asked again.Alyson is my little sister. I had no idea how she would know that, but then I was too horny to do any thinking. "No." I said. "I'm alone." Just then I heard a car and backed up inside and closed the door half way. Once the car was passed, I opened it again to the smile of the two girls. "Are you gonna be like that for a while?" The girl asked. "Maybe." I said. "Why?""We want ta go get someone k?" She asked."Ok" I said. "Don't go away ok?" The girl said to me. I watched as the two girls ran down the street and turned the corner. I thought that was the best flash yet. I chuckled to myself. I looked around to see if I could see any others that might want to have a look at a nude 15 year old. I knew the two girls weren't going to come back, so I was hoping someone else would come by. That's when the phone rang. It was one of my friend's asking me if I wanted to go play football with the guys at the park. I told him I would.We talked for a few minutes and then I hung up. I went back to the window and looked out. I was almost in total disbelief. The two girls had come back with a friend. The mouthy one was in front of the other two and crossed the street over to the sidewalk in front of my house. I looked out as she looked at the closed front door. The new girl was shaking her head as the other two talked to her, probably telling her that they had seen a nude guy and to wait. The new girl looked at the house and shook her head. My cock was harder than I could remember as I moved away from the window. I could see all three girls as I opened the door a little to see if I could hear anything. I couldn't. I could tell by the body language of the mouthy one that she was trying the best she could to make the new girl believe her. I decided they had been waiting long enough. I opened the door and stepped out a little. All three girls looked. The mouthy one was looking at me but busily talking to the new girl. "Do you do this with Alyson?" She called out to me? She once again brought up my little sister. I didn't answer.All three girls walked up the street until they were even with the front door. I stood there as they looked at my nude body. My balls hung down due to the heat of the day, but my cock was sticking up at a 45 degree angle. I could see the new girl's eyes light up and smile. Then it hit me. I recognized her. I had delivered newspapers to her family while I was in 7th and 8th grade. I felt a tinge of embarrassment as she stood looking at me. I knew she knew who I was. "Are you naked all the time?" The mouthy girl asked."No." I said. "I'm naked just for you." All three girls giggled at that. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and shut the door as a bicyclist went by. I left the door shut a few minutes as I looked out the window and watched the three girls talk. Once more I opened the door as the three girls looked at me. "She wants to touch your boner." The mouthy girl said giggling, as she pointed to the new girl that blushed and turned her face away for a moment."Go around back." I said and shut the door. I wasn't sure if they would do that or not, so I watched from the window. The mouthy girl started to walk slowly toward the side of the house with the other two following. She had to wave them to her a few times before I saw them go to the side of the house. I went to the back door, opened it up and looked around. I saw the mouthy girl's head peek around the corner of the house. I stepped out into my backyard. The other two girls appeared at her side."You can touch it." I said. All three girls slowly walked closer to me. "You can if you want. It's okay with me." I followed.The three girls stopped about ten feet from me. I took a step toward them. Their faces changed from wonderment to excitement. I got to within three feet of them."Touch it." The mouthy one quietly said to the new girl. The new girl blushed and timidly stepped forward extending her hand. Electric shocks went through my body as her hand touched my cock. She quickly withdrew it and stepped back. The other two girls giggled and the new girl blushed and smiled at me."You do it." The new girl said to the mouthy one. "Ok." She said as she stepped forward and put her hand on my cock. She started to move her hand around my cock and with the other hand, she started to feel my ball sack."It's so big." She said quietly to me.The quiet girl came up beside the mouthy one and put her hand on my cock too. The mouthy girl let go and watched as the quiet girl explored my cock and balls. The new girl who knew who I was, came up and got a better feel of my cock and balls."This is so cool" She said to the other girls. "It feels way different than I thought it would." The mouthy girl said."Do I get to feel anything?" I asked. The three girls all giggled. "Like what?" The mouthy girl asked me."Your tits." I said as the three girls giggled."We don't have any yet." The new girl said. "I don't care." I told them. I just wanted to feel anything on them."K." The mouthy girl said and stuck out her chest. I put my hand on her right tit mound. It was small and soft from what I could feel as I put my hand over her shirt. I began to rub it as the other two girls looked on as they felt my cock together.That's when I heard the garage door go up and a car pull into the driveway. I quickly ran inside and got dressed in record time. I opened the door and went out to the front garden when I heard the mouthy girl ask if Alyson was home. My mother said she wasn't and the three girls left. My heart was pounding and my cock totally deflated as mom got something out of the car and went inside. The three girls giggled as they past me and went down the street. I quickly pulled the weeds in the front garden then went to the park to play football with my friends.My friend and I walked back to my house for some water before he went home. While we were drinking out of the garden hose, my sister and her friend came up to us."Where have you been?" Alyson asked."Playin' football at the park." My friend told her."How long?" Alyson asked. "All day." My friend said back to her in a snooty way."Oh." Alyson said and walked off.My friend and I talked for a while then he left and told me we'd play again tomorrow. I waved goodbye to him and went to take a shower. I came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me and was confronted by my sister and her friend again."Were you playing football?" She asked with a pale look on her face."Couldn't you smell me?" I asked. "We were at the park." Alyson's friend, Hannah, was staring at me and smiling as I held up the towel. "Why do you ask?" I asked her."My friends said they saw you naked." She said to me. I had no idea those three girls were my sisters friends. I had never seen them at our house before but they did seem to have the same build and size as Alyson. "They saw me naked playing football?" I asked with a chuckle. Hannah giggled a little but Alyson was dead serious."They said you were naked at the front door and went outside." Alyson said."Really." I said acting calm as I could be but could feel my heart race and my whole body blush."They said that you let them touch your... thingy. And it was all hard and everything." She said as her voice trailed off."It wasn't him." Hannah chimed in. "They made it up.""But they all said they saw you." Alyson said quietly looking at the ground."I won't tell if you did." She said quietly to me."It wasn't him. We saw him come back from his game." Hannah said.I was nervous but remembering the feeling of the three girls touching me caused my cock to jump a little causing the towel I was wearing to expand a little in the front."What else did they say?" I asked, "And who told you they saw me?"Jus' some girls." Alyson said. "They said I got naked with you and we did stuff." "I don't remember that happening." I said. "Do you?" I asked.Alyson shook her head and looked at Hannah. It almost looked as if Alyson was going to cry. "Please tell me." Alyson said. "I promise not to tell anyone." "I need to get something on ok?" I asked them. Both girls nodded."See I told you." Hannah said with a hint of disappointment in her voice as I walked away. When I got in my room I played the events of the afternoon with the three girls over and over again. I jacked off thinking about them and the way I got to feel my first tit. I came hard and long, and then got dressed. A few days later, I was reading in my room when I heard a knock at the door. "What?" I asked. "Can I come in?" Alyson asked. "Ok." I said.The door opened and Alyson came in followed by Hannah. "What's up?" I asked "Did you really let my friends see you naked?" She whispered.Hannah and Alyson both had big smiles on their faces as they sat on my bed facing the chair I was in."I thought we already hammered this out." I said."Zoe, said that it was you and you let her touch your..." Alyson said. "Who is Zoe?" I asked, but knew."She's a year behind us in school but we play sometimes." Hannah said. "Oh." I said."You were her paperboy." Alyson said. "You know the Wilson's." "Alyson... Nathan." My mom called down the hall. "We're going now. Be nice to each other and keep the house clean." "Okay mom." I yelled back.We heard the hustle of mom and dad leaving and the door to the garage slam shut. We listened as the car start and the garage door close as mom and dad drove off."Why do you keep asking me this stuff?" I asked.Both Hannah and Alyson giggled. Hannah was blushing and Alyson was looking at the floor."I promise I won't tell if you did." Alyson quietly said."And what if I did?" I asked. There was a long pause. "We kinda..." Alyson's voice trailed off as she brought her head up and looked at me."What else did your friends say?" I asked."They said you looked hot." Hannah said with a giggle."They described your body." Alyson said."Oh." I said to them. "And?""Did you do it?" Alyson asked. "I won't tell anyone; promise." Her eyes looked in mine. I couldn't help notice how pretty her eyes were. They hadn't told anyone and I knew as I wasn't in trouble, at least not yet. I wanted to tell the truth but didn't want my sister to feel hurt or be embarrassed in anyway by something I did. At that moment I wanted to tell her the truth for some strange reason, but if I did, she might blackmail me into doing the dishes for her or cleaning her room or something the rest of my life. I thought for a minute then decided I would tell her the truth."Okay." I said, "I did it." Both girls put their hands over their mouths and started to laugh. I could see their eyes go wide as they looked at me. They giggled for a while then stopped."All of it?" Alyson ask quietly as she stared at me. I nodded, blushing, not sure what I was feeling inside.Both girls giggled again and looked at each other then started laughing again. I was about to say something when they both got up off my bed and went out my door. I could hear them laughing and whispering. I thought maybe I was going to be in trouble. I was glad mom and dad were gone at the moment."You promised not to tell." I loudly said. I heard more giggling then silence. I went back to my book but lost interest. I was putting the book away when I heard a noise."Now what?" I asked as Alyson stood in my doorway with Hannah looking over her shoulder."Can we..." Alyson's voice was quiet and it trailed off. She started to giggle again and Hannah did too. "What is it?" I asked. Alyson was blushing and Hannah was pushing her from the back as they came into my room again. "Umm...we... kinda... wa...." Alyson said but her voice kept getting quieter and quieter as she fumbled around with her words."We wanna see too." Hannah blurted out and the both laughed and ran out of my room."You wanna see what your friends saw?" I asked in a teasing sort of way to my sister and her friend hiding in the hall. My cock started to grow as I thought about being nude in front of Hannah, but thought it might be weird to let my sister see me."Yes!" Both girls said simultaneously followed by laughter in the hallway."We'll tell mom if you don't" Hannah said. I could hear both girls trying to contain their laughter. "Are you serious?" I asked with some incredulity."K." Alyson said. I didn't understand her answer but I thought it meant yes. I thought for a moment. I was willing to let Hannah see me because I thought she was pretty. My sister is cute and on the pretty side too, but I was a little timid to let her see me nude. My cock however had grown to a full erection as I thought about this and listened the giggles of the two girls in the hallway."Can I take a shower first?" I asked. Both girls giggled from some place in the hall way"OK!" They both said in unison.I got up and went into the hall. Both girls looked up at me as I came out and they ran to Alyson's room closing the door. I wasn't sure where this was going but I thought what the heck. I went into the bathroom and took a shower. I made sure I smelled clean and even put on deodorant. I didn't have any body hair except a small patch above the base of my cock and a little under my arms but none on my chest or face. My cock was hard as I thought about what I was about to do if the two girls were serious. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out of the bathroom."Alyson?" I called out. "Are you sure you want to do this?" "Uh huh." I heard both girls say and giggle from behind Alyson's door. I started walking to my room when I heard Alyson's door open a little."A towel..." I heard Hannah say. The door shut then opened all the way. I walked to Alyson's room and went inside. Alyson and Hannah were sitting on her bed as came in. I could feel my face and chest turn red as I blushed. My cock was sticking out, making a lump in the front of my towel. "Now what?" I asked, my voice cracking as I spoke."You know." Alyson said as she smiled and looked up at me.I let go of my towel and it dropped to the floor. Both girls gasped a little as they saw me totally nude. I could see the same look in their eyes that my friend's mom had when she saw me nude the first time. My cock went to a full erection as Hannah whispered something to Alyson that I couldn't hear. I stepped forward, kicking the towel off to the side as I did so. Both girl's eyes were riveted on my cock. I stepped up next to where they were sitting."You can touch it if you want." I quietly said. I was having problems breathing. The room was deathly quiet. "Do it." I heard Hannah whisper to my sister.Alyson leaned over a little and then cupped my balls in her hand. She then moved it to my cock and just held it for a while and let it go. She took her eyes off my cock and looked up at me. That was the first time I looked at my sister in a different light. Sure she was always cute, even if she was a pain, but now something in her eyes looked different. I looked over at Hannah."You want to touch it?" I asked. Hannah nodded and smiled, then reached out and took the head of my cock in her hand then moved it down the shaft and back."It's so warm." Hannah said to my sister. They both giggled as Hannah ran her hand around my cock and balls, then moved her hand to my abs and put her finger in my belly button. "Is this what Zoe, Ashley, and Lisa did to you?" Alyson asked softly as she put her hand back on my hard cock."Not quite the same." I told them. "You are doing it way better." My sister and Alyson gave a little laugh at that as they both continued to feel around my privates."What if mom finds out?" Alyson asked me. I didn't say anything and hoped that she wouldn't"We won't tell." Hannah said as she continued to play with my cock. The feeling of having my cock played with was the best feeling I could have imagined. Their hands were so soft and gentle. It felt much better having them do it as opposed to me playing with it, and it was an exciting bonus to have my sister playing with it too. At least now I knew she wouldn't tell anyone because she would get in trouble too."Will it shoot stuff?" Alyson asked."Yeah, it will." I told her."When?" She asked."You wanna see it do that?" I asked back. Both girls nodded their heads."Okay, move over a little." I told them and sat down on the bed between them. I laid back as their hands went back to my cock."Have you ever done things before?" I asked them. Alyson shook her head. It was the first time I had ever had my cock touched for this long of time either. I told them how to move their hands to make my cock feel better. Alyson liked to run her hand around my ball sack and feel the small amount of pubic hair I had. Hannah liked feeling the upper part of my shaft and play with the darker skin of my circumcised cock. I told Hannah to move her hand faster and told Alyson to pull on my ball sack a little. That was too much for me. The first blast of cum shot out of my cock. It shocked Hannah and she let go of my cock as the cum shot up my abdomen. I replaced her hand with mine and finished jerking my cock as my cum subsided."That was neat." Hannah said to Alyson. I let go of my cock and it hit my skin with a smack. I had some cum on my hand and the cum that had puddled on my stomach and chest were now starting to roll down my side. Alyson saw this and got up."What'cha doin?" I asked. She didn't say anything but left her room. I could hear the bathroom door open and a few seconds later she came back with a towel. Alyson gave me the towel and watched me as I wiped the cum off my body. Hannah seemed interested in watching me move the towel around as I cleaned too. My cock was in a semi hard state and in that all tingly feeling stage. I knew if I or anyone would have touched it, it would have sent me over the edge. I handed the towel back to Alyson. She held it away from her body and slowly walked out of her room.Suddenly, I felt awkward. The horniness I was feeling just moments ago had diminished greatly, but I was still excited to be naked in my sister's room with her friend. I looked at Hannah and she was smiling at me. The look she had in her eyes made me feel uncomfortable. "Umm." Hannah said breaking the silence. "Have you ever kissed before?" "Yeah." I lied."Ummm." Hannah paused, then said with a soft voice, "Will you kiss me?"I gave her a smile and nodded. She moved closer to me and closed her eyes. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. I gave her what I thought would be a gentle kiss then backed my head away. Her eyes were still closed as I looked at her. She opened her eye and smiled at me."Wow" She softly said.She leaned into me and our lips met again. We went from a sitting position to lying on Alyson's bed. Hannah was pushing her face into mine when I felt her fingers clasp around my cock. I put my arm around her and pulled her to me. The top half of Hannah's body was on my chest as we kissed. Her hand was rubbing my now hard cock. "What are you doing?" I heard Alyson say with a surprise in her voice.Hannah broke off the kiss and sat up blushing. "Ummm" is all that came out of Hannah's mouth. I had liked what Hannah was doing to me. It was my first kiss and I wanted to keep making out with her. It did feel weird to me to have my sister see me do that though, but then my sister had seen me nude and played with my cock until I had cum.I sat up om my sister's bed as she came and sat down next to me. She put her hand over the head of my cock and studied it. Hannah just watched. "What now?" I asked. Alyson didn't say anything. She just kept feeling my cock. Her hands would grasp my cock then she would let go and run her fingers very lightly around my cock. My cock would jerk when she did that. Her touch almost tickled. There was no sound in the room as Hannah and I watched my sister feel my cock.The ringing of the phone made us all jump. Alyson let go of my cock and ran to get the phone. Hannah looked at me and we started kissing again."Nate." I heard Alyson call from the other side of the house. "It's for you!" She called.I broke off the kiss with Hannah as she held onto my cock as I tried to walk away. I smiled at her and she let go of it. I walked to where Alyson was holding the phone. She seemed to enjoy seeing me walk toward her with my hard cock swinging in front of me. She smiled at me as I took the phone."Hello?" I said. Alyson looked at me standing there in the nude for a while then walked away.It was one of my friends asking me what I was doing? I wasn't going to tell him the truth, so I told him I was babysitting. He wanted me to do something with him but I was trying to get off the phone as quickly as possible so that I could get back to my sister and her friend. Have you ever had one of those conversations that you wanted to end, but the other person just kept on talking and talking? I was dying here. My cock went from a total hard-on to a semi erect state as I tried to get off the phone. I finally ended the conversation.As I was walking back to my sister's room I could hear Alyson and Hannah talking. I didn't pick up on all of the conversation but caught some of it."...was it good?" I heard Alyson ask Hannah."So good." Hannah said."Was it your first one?" Alyson asked as they both giggled."Yes." Hannah said."Was it worse or better than you thought it would be?" I heard Alyson ask."Better." Hannah said as they laughed."You should do it." Hannah said to Alyson."Kiss Nate?" Alyson asked with some amazement in her voice. "Ewe...he's my brother." "You saw him naked and played with his thingy." Hannah said as they both laughed. I thought I wasn't supposed to be hearing this, as I am sure they thought I was still on the phone. I quietly backed down the hall and called to Alyson."Now what do we do?" I called to them. Both girls came running out of Alyson's room and looked at me. Both were smiling and Alyson was blushing. My cock was still in a semi hard state, but with both girls staring at me, it rose to its full hardness. "You want me to get dressed?" I asked."No" came out of both of their mouths almost before I finished the question."Ally wants to kiss you." Hannah said out of the blue. Alyson's face turned a bright red and if looks could kill, then Hannah would have been dead."No I don't" Alyson said as she gave Hannah a shove. "Do too." Hannah said in a mocking tone."Nooo I don't" Alyson said firmly. This could get out of hand so I decided to try and stop it. "I was hopin' you'd kiss me too Ally" I said.The hall went quiet in a flash. Alyson looked stunned and Hannah did too. The tension was so thick you could cut it."Really?" Alyson said softly."Why not?" I said. "It's not like I'm hiding anything. Alyson smiled at me. I noticed for the first time that I could see her nipples poking the fabric of her shirt out. I was turned on. I wasn't sure why but I was. I walked over to where Alyson and Hannah were standing and put my hand on Alyson's shoulder. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. I looked over at Hannah. Her eyes were opened as wide as they could get. I leaned in and gently kissed my little sister on the lips. When our lips met, my cock gave an involuntary jerk. I kissed her for about 30 seconds before I broke off the kiss. Alyson's eyes were still closed and her head tiled back as I moved away. She opened her eyes and looked at me then giggled. Alyson's lips felt a little softer than Hannah's had and I wanted to kiss her again."Was it ok?" I asked.Alyson giggled and nodded her head."Want to try it again?" I asked. She again nodded her head. I leaned in again and kissed my sister on the lips. This time I put my arms around her and pulled her close to me. She took hold of my cock as we kissed. This time we kissed for a long time. I could hear Hannah move around us as we kissed. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying it."Guys?" Hannah's voice broke the moment. Alyson and I stopped kissing."I want a turn." She said with a giggle. I turned to Hannah and put my arms around her and started kissing her. Alyson ran her hand up and down my back, ass and side as we made out. Hannah was a little taller than Alyson so I didn't have to bend down so far. I put my hand on Hannah's back, pulling her close to me. My cock was pressed between us and I involuntarily gave her a few humps. Alyson's hand ran over my ass and I parted my legs a little. She reached through them to feel my balls. I pressed my lips harder against Hannah's as Alyson played with my balls. Hannah opened her mouth as she adjusted her head and our tongues touched. I could feel her pause for a moment then press her tongue into mine. We explored each other's mouths with our tongues. Hannah broke off our kiss and looked up at me. She was panting a little and gave me a smile."That was nice." She said to me. Alyson had moved around to my side and looked at me. She looked over at Hannah then back to me. I turned to her and bent down to kiss her. I pulled her body next to mine as we kissed a little more and Hannah ran her hands around my body and started to knead my ass cheeks. I forced my tongue into Alyson's mouth, which caught her a little off guard, but she returned the gesture and even started to suck on my tongue. We kissed as Alyson forced her hand between us and took hold of my cock again. The feel of her hand sent shivers up my spine."You two done yet?" Hannah asked.We broke our kiss and Alyson giggled. I pulled Alyson to my side. She was almost a foot shorter than my 5' 9 " frame. I looked at Hannah as she looked at Alyson and me."I wish I had a brother." Hannah said.The phone rang again. Once more Alyson ran to get it. Hannah and I followed. I was feeling very comfortable being nude in front of my sister and her friend and, I was very horny again. I reached down and felt my cock. Hannah nudged my hand away and replaced it with hers. Alyson picked up the phone. It was mom checking up on us. I saw Alyson smile and get a mischievous look in her eye as she talked to mom."Know what Nate's doin'?" Alyson said on the phone then paused. I felt panicked when I heard that."He's bein' fun." Alyson said as she smiled at me. She talked to mom for a few more minutes as mom gave instructions for her to take the clothes out of the washing machine and put them in the drier. She nodded as she watched Hannah play with my cock while talking to mom. She then said "good bye" and hung up the phone. She looked at me a winked."Told you I wouldn't tell." She said to me. "So why did you do it?" Alyson asked me. "Why were you naked in front of my friends?" I thought for a second and told her. "I like to show off." "Why?" Alyson asked. "I don't know." I paused. "I think it's fun." "You do it a lot?" Hannah asked. "I mean others have seen you?" She asked."A few have." I said honestly "But not too many.""Did you really touch Lisa's boob when you were naked that time?" Hannah asked with a giggle."Well...yea." I told them. That brought giggles from both of them. "So you don't care of some one sees you naked?" Alyson asked."I just don't let anyone see me naked." I said. "Who's seen you so far?" Hannah asked.I told her most of those I remembered but there weren't too many that had. I watched both girls listen to me as I told them who had seen me. I walked to the kitchen with the two girls following to get some ice water. "So what do you think?" I asked."You're hot." Hannah said giggling and blushing."No." I said. "I mean about letting other people see me naked. Ya think it's kinda weird or somethin'?" I asked."It's kinda nasty." Alyson said as she felt my hard cock again. "You do it jus' to be seen then?" She asked."I guess so." I told her. "It's just fun to be naughty sometimes." That brought giggles from them both. "So do you jus' show to girl's or do guys see you?" Hannah asked with a taunt."Guys at school see me in the locker room all the time." I said."Not there." Alyson said. "Like when you do it here; like now." I blushed for a second and then told them about the guy I flashed on accident and that he came back to look a few times. Both girls started laughing as I told the story."Was he old?" Alyson asked."Kinda older." I said. That brought more laughing. "Would you let a guy touch it?" Hannah asked."No! I said laughing now like they were. We laughed for a while about my story of the guy. My cock was bouncing up and down as I did so causing them to laugh more. Once more the phone rang. This time I was closest to the phone and picked it up. It was one of my friends again."Nice butt." Hannah said loud enough so that my friend heard it over the phone. I put my finger in front of my lips as I once again tried to end a conversation with one of my friends. Hannah took Alyson's arm and pulled her across the room. Alyson looked at me and giggled as Hannah whispered to her. I watched as Alyson's eyes got bigger and then nodded. Hannah looked over at me and smiled. I smiled back. Both girl's left the kitchen with me standing there talking nude on the phone."I gotta got change the laundry for mom." Alyson called as she left.The next five minutes seemed like and eternity. I moved from the kitchen but the phone started to go fuzzy so I had to go back. My friend was talking as I listened, not saying anything waiting for the girls to come back again. A few minutes later Alyson came back to the edge of the kitchen and told me to go my room when I got off the phone and then went back down the hall giggling. I ended the conversation after being on the phone ten minutes. "Alyson?" I called."Go to your room k?" She replied."Ok." I said as I walked back to my room my cock now about ¼ hard. "You want me to stay naked?" I asked as I passed Alyson's room. The door was shut."Yes!" I heard her say followed by the loud giggles of two preteen girls."What do you want me to do there?" I asked pausing in front of her closed door."Sit on your bed." Alyson called through the door.I passed the bathroom door and went into my room and did as I was asked. My cock started to grow again thinking of my sister and her friend playing with my cock again. I picked up my clothes and sat down on the bed again. I heard Alyson's door open and the two girls giggle as I waited on my bed. I could hear whispering and some stifled giggles as I waited. I was about to get up and go see what was going on when Hannah appeared naked in my doorway for a millisecond. I heard her and Alyson laughing then Alyson's door slammed shut. Now my face had the look that my friend's mom had had when she first walked in on me in the nude. I didn't get a very good look at Hannah's body. For some reason my eyes went to her eyes, but I did notice she was nude. I didn't get a very good look. Still, my cock hardened immediately. "Are you in your room still?" I heard Alyson call down the hall to me."Yes." I said back."Stay there k?" She asked."I will." I said back to her.A few seconds later, I heard the whispering and giggling in the hall. Once again I waited slowly stroking my cock as I stared at my open doorway. A few seconds later, Hannah stood there totally nude again. She put both her hands on the door jamb and looked at me. This time I didn't look at her eyes. She looked incredible in the nude. Hannah's hair was dark brown and long hanging down her back. She was maybe 4' 11" tall with a body of a ballerina. Her limbs were long and lean. Her neck looked long with a pretty face mounted on top. She had two small breasts with dark pinkish nipples that were extended. Her stomach was flat with the hint of a six pack underneath. She had an inny belly button and narrow hips. She had some dark brown downy hair between her legs at the top of her pussy slit. I drank in the sight for the few moments she stood there, then she was gone. Once more giggles and laughter followed by the door slamming to my sister's room. This was the hottest thing I had ever seen. My cock was so hard it was aching. I stroked it a few times as I looked at Hannah but stopped so I wouldn't cum again.I heard the door to my sister's room open again. I was hoping this time Hannah would stay longer this time or maybe come in my room so I could feel her nude body. I had to refrain from pulling on my cock as I heard the whispering and giggles in the hallway. I could hear the blood pulsing in my ears as I listened as carefully as I could to hear Hannah's footsteps as she got closer. My eyes were riveted to the doorway. My mouth feel open as the nude preteen stood in my doorway, only this time it was Alyson. I couldn't help but squeeze my cock as I stared at my beautiful nude sister. I could see Alyson blush from head to toe as she stood there for me to inspect. Alyson had dirty blonde hair that she liked to keep short so she wouldn't get so hot when she played soccer. Alyson was shorter than Hannah but not by much. She was maybe just over 4' 9. She had a longer face than Hannah, but a better smile. Alyson always thought her ears stuck out too much and at times I would tease her about them. I would tease her no more. Alyson's body was lean too but I could see more muscle development in her long thighs, calves and arms. Her boobs were just beginning to grow. She had light pink puffy areola and nipple combined together. I could see the little nipple part extend out from the puffy part but not by very much. I could see the bottom of her rib cage and the line of muscle that continued down her torso to her hips. Her belly button was an inny but not as deep as Hannah's was. Her hips were narrow and she had yet to grow pubic hair. Her bald pussy slit looked better than I could have ever imagined. She stood there for maybe a minute then ran back down the hall to her room. Once again laughter, and one loud "you did it!" was followed by the slamming of her bedroom door.My cock had precum gathering at the tip. I sat there hoping something would happen again. I waited for the show to continue and when it didn't, I got up and walked down the hallway. I stopped at Alyson's door and knocked softly."Come in." I heard Alyson say followed by the two girls giggling. I opened the door to see both Hannah and my sister stark naked standing next to each other with their arms crossed behind their backs."Did you like it?" Alyson asked with an uncertainty to her voice."I loved it." I told them as I walked closer to them."You can touch if you want." Hannah said blushing.My left hand went to Hannah's right tit and my other hand went to Alyson's left one. Hannah's tit was soft as I pressed my palm against her extended nipple. Alyson's tit felt different. It felt more firm as I could feel more of her muscle underneath the skin and not boob fat. Her puffy nipple felt soft and warm as I played with it. Alyson purred a little as I did so. My hands trailed lower, feeling the mid drifts of the two nude girls. My hands dropped lower to feel both girl's pussy's. Hannah's had soft fine hair above the cleft while Alyson's was totally hairless. Both girls let out a little gasp as my hands felt down between their legs. I had read about sex in some Penthouse Letter's and how girls liked to be touched. I had never done this before so I was trying to recall what, and how to feel. I ran my hands back and forth across both girls pussy lips, extending my middle finger to press into the opening of their cunt. Hannah gestured to Alyson as they backed up and laid back on Alyson's bed with their legs hanging over. They both opened their legs and closed their eyes as I continued to feel between their legs. Hannah was pulling on her nipples as I explored the wetness inside of her. Alyson laid still as I inserted a finger and rubbed her extended clitoris. Hannah started to make sounds like she was humming. She let go of her tits and pulled my hand closer to her opening."Kiss me please." Hannah softly pleaded. I stood up as the girls moved so I could get between them. Hannah grabbed my head started kissing me. My right hand dropped down between her open legs as she sucked my tongue. I felt Alyson grab my left hand and pull it to her moist pussy. I could feel her hard little clit as my palm rested on it. I could feel the firmness of her pubic bone as my finger went back inside her open cunt. Hannah started kissing me hard, grabbing my cock as I ran my hand back and forth across the opening of her pussy, pressing firmly on her pubic bone trapping her clit and rubbing it. She started kissing me harder and harder. She wrapped her legs around my hand and fell back on the bed pulling me with her, kissing me like there was no tomorrow. Her legs were squeezing my hand and with the awkward angle, I had to stop fingering Alyson. I shifted my body the best I could, putting my now free left hand on Hannah's tit and kneaded it softly. She shuttered and broke off the kiss, breathing hard as she did so. I wasn't sure what was happening to her but I was hoping she was having an orgasm. I could feel Alyson take hold of my cock and start stroking it. My balls erupted. Cum flew on Hannah's shaking body as well as mine. Alyson just kept stroking my cock. Cum covered her hand and my cock slipped through it as I almost passed out from the sensation.Hannah's eyes were closed for a while after her body stopped shaking. Alyson and I watched her not sure what to do. Hannah smiled then opened her eyes. She sat up and kissed me."That was sooo..." She said as she flopped back on the bed. "You had one?" Alyson asked her. "What did it feel like?" "It felt like my body exploded with tingles." She said then giggled. Alyson was stroking my cock as she continued to lean over my shoulder. I turned my head and gave her a kiss as she sank closer to me. Hannah sat up and kissed me then whispered, "I wanna do it with you." She kissed me again as I put my hand on her body and felt the my cum on her. Alyson picked up the towel that was covering me earlier in the evening and gave it to me to wipe us off. Hannah started to go wild again, kissing me hard and passionately. Alyson was leaning into my left arm and spreading her legs open so that I could feel the insides of her bald pussy better. We kissed for maybe 15 minutes as my cock inflated again. Hannah and Alyson played with my cock for a few minutes before Hannah got off the bed and got on all fours on the floor. Her ass stuck up in the air as she was on her knees and elbows. From where I was sitting I could see the dark skin surrounding her brown ass hole and the slit of her wet pussy."Come on." She said to me. Alyson pushed me to go to Hannah. I stood up then got down on my knees. Alyson came next to my side and took hold of my cock aiming it at Hannah's open gash. I had no idea what I was doing but I knew this position was called doggy from my reading. I pressed forward and my cock entered Hannah's warm pussy. Alyson held my cock shaft as Hannah slowly backed onto my cock. "Ouuhh." Hannah said in a moan as my cock went in deeper. I was worried I was going to run into her cherry and that would hurt her from what I understood from my reading. I was ready to back off when I felt it, but, my cock went deeper and deeper. I could feel her cunt walls spread as I went in all the way. I couldn't believe my cock went inside her so far."Uunnnnnnnnn." Hannah moaned.I looked over at my nude little sister sitting on the floor with her legs open slowly rubbing her clit. Hannah had her head down between her shoulders as I started slowly pumping my cock in and out of her. This was my first fuck. I couldn't believe it, here I was pumping my little sister's best friend. I leaned over and felt for Hannah's tits. I loved the feel of them, the soft smooth tit flesh that contrasted with firm rubbery nipples. I could feel Hannah thrust her ass up to meet my thrusts. I started to hump her faster."Go Bandit." Hannah hissed. Alyson came over and reached between her friend's legs. I could feel Alyson's hand brush against my ball sack as she rubbed Hannah's clit. "Ooooooohhhhh." Hannah moaned as her body shook again while I held her hips and kept thrusting into her. Hannah rolled over to her side, pulling her leg back. My hips twisted with my cock inside. I was sweating, thrusting my body up and down. It was almost like doing pushups but my hips were moving while my arms were locked straight. My balls tightened as I thrust my cock as deep into Hannah as it would go. I held my hips still as my cock shot my cum deep inside Hannah's pussy. Hannah kept trying to move her hips around as my cock emptied into her. I finished cuming and rolled to the floor. My cock was still in Hannah when we heard the garage door open. Alyson looked at me."Mom and dad are home!" She said. I pulled my cock out of Hannah and ran to my room. I got dressed as fast as I could. I was up I the kitchen before mom and dad opened the door from the garage into the house. "Hey Nate." Dad said. "Everything ok?" he asked."Yea." I said. "Where's Ally?" Mom asked."She's in her room with Hannah." I told them."Hannahs' still here this late?" mom asked.I looked at the clock. It was past 10 p.m. I nodded."Ally." Mom called."What mom?" Alyson called back."Its late honey. Time for Hannah to go home." Mom called back.I heard Alyson's door open and the two girls came out all dressed. The even had sprayed a little perfume on themselves. "You two smell nice." Dad said. Then he looked at me. "You don't." Then he gave a chuckle."Thanks." I sarcastically said. "love you too." "It's late Hannah, do you need a ride home?" Mom asked."I rode my bike." Hannah said. "Nathan" Mom said looking at me. "You need to escort Hannah home?""I'll be ok." Hannah said to my mom with an unsure tone."Don't be silly." Mom said. "Come on." I said to Hannah and walked out the door. I looked at Alyson and she smiled at me."I did the laundry mom." I heard Alyson say as I closed the door behind me.I got my bike and went over to where Hannah had parked hers. She came over and threw her arms around me, kissing me on the lips."Thanks for being so fun." She said with a giggle and got on her bike. I rode beside her as we slowly went from block to block."Who's Bandit?" I asked."My dog." Hannah replied. "Why?" She asked. "Nothing." I said and continued riding. We got to her house and I was expecting another kiss but Hannah seemed nervous. "Here." She said pushing something small into my hand."It's for you." She said looking around as we walked up her driveway."That you Han?" He dad called out from the garage."Yea dad." She said back."Little late isn't it?" He asked."Sorry." Hannah said in an apologetic tone.I looked at what she had given me. "My panties." She whispered to me."You don't have any on?" I asked.Hannah looked around then pulled her shorts down, exposing her downy pussy hair. I reached my hand out and felt once more between her legs. "I wish you could fuck me right now." She whispered to me. "Hannah!" Her father called again from the house as she quickly pulled her pants up and answered back. Hannah went inside and I rode home smelling Hannah's panties as I rode. I got home as fast as I could and grabbed a bowl of cereal. Mom and dad came out and said "good night" to me and went to their room. A few minutes later Alyson came out and looked at me as I ate. She smiled at me then said "night." and went to her room.I took a shower for the third time that day and thought of the being nude with my sister and her friend as well as getting to fuck Hannah. I would never tell my friends about any of this. I couldn't believe my cock was getting hard again, but then, I was 15. I got out of the shower and dried off. I opened the bathroom door and walked nude to my room. I had never done that with mom and dad home. I was feeling brave with some nasty over tones. I jumped into bed and turned off my lights thinking of the last few hours. I had just started to doze off when I heard my door open."Nate?" I heard Alyson whisper. "You awake?""Yea" I said to her. Alyson came into my room and closed my door. "Turn on your light." She whispered.I turned on the light next to my bed. Alyson was standing next to my door with her nightgown on. She smiled at me then reached down and pulled it over her head and off. She stood there totally nude looking at me."What about mom and dad?" I asked."I checked on 'em. Both were snoring." She said to me.I pulled my blanket back, showing her I was as nude as she was. She came over and sat on my bed."We had fun huh?" She asked. I nodded my head."Did you like doing it with Hannah?" She whispered to me. I nodded again. Alyson reached out and felt my cock. Her hands felt so soft and nice."Will you do me?" She asked in a very quiet voice. I pulled my little sister up to me and kissed her gently on the lips. I moved over so she could get next to me. She wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me. My hands moved to her ass pulling her closer to me. She reached between us and put her hand around my cock as we kissed. The time flew by as we made out. Every once in a while we would stop and just look at each other then kiss again. At one of the pauses I asked Alyson who Bandit was. She started giggling again."Hannah's dog." She said. "Why?" She asked."When we were fucking she called out 'Bandit'." I told her.Alyson started to giggle."Promise not to tell anyone?" She whispered."Promise." I replied."Hannah and Bandit do it." She said."She lets her dog fuck her?" I whispered back."Uh huh." She quietly told me. "She started about a year ago doing it." "How do you know?" I asked. "I saw her do it." Alyson said."What kind of dog is it?" I asked."Cocker Spaniel mixed with some other dog." She said. "His thingy is big." She followed with a giggle."Is that why she didn't have a cherry?" I asked. Alyson nodded."How does it happen?" I asked. "Hannah gets naked and gets down on the floor and the dog gets on her back and humps her." She told me. "But sometimes the dog isn't like horny n stuff so he licks her or just goes away. But if he's way horny then he will hump anything. He humps legs and pillows and that's the best time Hannah says. His thingy gets all red and long and sticks out. Hannah takes off her clothes and gets down and the dog starts humping her. Sometimes I help him find the place to go in.""You help her?" I asked. She nodded and continued"The dog humps like at a hundred miles per hour then he gets up so his feet don't touch the floor and shoots in her." She said. "The dogs thingy is all long and stuff when it comes out of Hannah." Alyson told me.My cock was about ready to burst hearing that "Did you ever do it?" I asked.Alyson blushed and nodded her head. "You want to see?" She asked me. I nodded my head.Alyson laid back and spread her legs then reached down and opened her hairless pussy lips. I looked inside as far as I could see. I put my finger in her pussy hole as far as it would go. All I felt was warm slimy stuff. My sister moaned a little as I did that. I looked at my little sister's pussy up close. I pulled open the slit and looked in. I could see her clit as it extended from her being turned on. I moved close and stuck my tongue out, tasting my first pussy. I ran my tongue over her clit causing her to shutter. "Do that again." She told me.I moved my tongue along the whole slit. Her bald pussy was smooth and soft. My tongue found her little clit and I licked at it then sucked it. Alyson had pulled a pillow over her head to mute the sounds she was making. Not that they would have been loud but in a quiet house with our parent's close by, I am sure she was being cautious. I rolled her hip up and trailed my tongue down along her slit and licked her ass hole. I thought it would be gross and taste like poop or something but there was no taste. It made Ally jump a little when I did it. I moved back up and pressed my mouth onto her pussy and started licking and sucking again. I reached up with my hand and started to play with my sister's puffy nipples. I held on as she rocked from side to side, then her thighs clamped around my head forcing my face between her legs. I could feel her body heave and twist as she came. Alyson laid still for a few moment's after she took the pillow off her head. "That was so awesome." She whispered and giggled.I moved up her body, licking her. I stopped at her right nipple and started to lick it. Her hands pressed my head down firmly as I sucked her tit. She moved my head from her right nipple mound to her left one. "Suck harder." She whispered to me. I increased the speed of my tongue and sucked her puffy nipple mound into my mouth as far as I could. Alyson was purring like as cat. She pulled my head up toward her and kissed me again. We kissed with all the passion of new lovers. She had her arms wrapped around my back and I had mine wrapped around hers. We kissed that way rolling back and forth with me on top of her then her on top of me. I could feel Alyson start to dry hump my cock when she was on top of me. She slid her bald pussy back and forth across my shaft as we kissed. She backed away from our kiss and twisted her body a little, grabbing my cock and putting it at the entrance of her pussy. I put my hands on her ass as she pulled my cock up so it was perpendicular to my body and slid the tip of it inside her. "Yours is bigger around than Bandits is." She said to me.Alyson put her hands on my shoulders and pushed back as my cock sank into her cunt. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was opened slightly as she concentrated. My cock went further and further into her pussy. Her body was so light on mine. The only feeling of pressure was her tight pussy around my hard cock. It took a while before I felt the wetness dripping from her cunt run down the base of my cock and onto my balls."You got it all the way in." I told her. She opened her eyes and looked down between us. My cock was stuffed all the way inside my little sister. "That feel's so good." She told me as she started to rock her hips. "I feel so full there."I watched the face of my little sister as she rocked her hips back and forth causing my cock to exit and enter her tight pussy. She closed her eyes again as I played with her nipples. They were a dark shade of pink now and very puffy. Her fat little nipples stuck out from the puffy areola as my horny little sister and I fucked each other. The sensations of her tight pussy moving along my hard cock shaft felt incredible. At this moment my little sister was the hottest girl in the world. She was beautiful. She leaned over and kissed me. I moved my hand around to her ass and ran my finger around her ass hole. She thrust her pelvic bone hard into mine, causing pressure on her now extended clit. I started meeting her thrusts, causing the amount my cock was exiting and entering my sister's cunt to double. Her hands tightened on my shoulders as Alyson's body started to shake. My bed was squeaking to the rhythm of our thrusts. Alyson's body went stiff as she came. She collapsed on my body as I drove my cock in and out of her cunt. I could feel her pussy juice as it coated my cock a trickled down my balls. She laid on top of me as my hips gave a thrust spewing cum deep inside my sister. My hips thrust up again and again as the feeling diminished and my cock emptied. Alyson just laid on top of me. Her head resting on my chest as she rubbed my nipple. My cock rested inside her and every once in a while I could feel her pussy walls convulse as my cock softened. We laid liked that together for almost half an hour before Alyson rolled to one side and lifted her leg, causing my cock to exit the warm confines of her cunt. I looked at her in the eyes and gave her a kiss. She smiled back at me."I love you." She said to me."I love you too." I told her. I watched as my nude sister got off my bed and walked over to my door. Her ass was true perfection. She leaned over and grabbed her nightgown, then opened my door and left nude back to her room. I turned off the light at the side of my bed and thought how lucky I was to have a sister like Alyson. She was fun, hot and nasty. She was as horny as I was. I started to think about what I was going to do in the morning but I fell asleep.ENDComments to Todd at tkasper11 @ yahoo.com*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 |
test.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/test.txt | I was just over 16 ½ when I met my boyfriend Lou. He was 27 and a gorgeous black man from the Netherlands. From the beginning we had a connection that, in spite of our age difference, just clicked. And yes, the sex was OUTSTANDING!For my 18th birthday, Lou wanted to take me to visit his brother in Europe and to travel around and see the sights. Lou's brother Henk, has a nice apartment and we would stay with him during our time there. I was so excited about going. Three weeks later we were on the plane and into the wild blue yonder.I barely slept on the flight because of my excitement. Since we had a row of 3 seats to our selves, Lou and I kissed and snuggled and played around under the blankets to pass the time. I even offered to have us join the "mile high" club, but Lou didn't want to risk getting caught even though his 11 inches of massive black manhood was about to rip right through his pants. The 8 hour flight seemed like 8 minutes. Henk met us at the airport. He was 24 and could have passed for Lou's twin. The first 2 days were spent traveling around to all of the regular tourist sights. Boy was everything beautiful. At dinner, on the second night, Henk suggested we see some of the wilder sights that night. I agreed and got excited just thinking about it. I didn't know what was in store for me that night but the anticipation was giving me tingles all over.I was dressed very casually, nothing out of the ordinary. Just a short khaki skirt, I print top, bra, thong and sandals. About 9:00PM off we went to the main part of town stopping first at one of the coffee shops for some pot. Every time I have smoked some weed I loose all inhibitions and this night would prove to be no exception.We walked several blocks before turning down this alley. Seemed scary to me, but Henk said not to worry. With my two large protectors, I felt safe, but still did not like the area. We arrived at a set of large double doors with just the number 1319 over the door. Henk pressed the button and said something into the speaker and in we went. Once inside, Henk paid our entrance fee and we entered the theater. This place could have passed for a small local town theater. It was a semi-round stage with seating for about 100 to 125 people on folding seats. Behind the stage was a curtain through which the performers would come to the stage as well as a door on each side next to the stage that went to the backstage area.The theater was about ¾ full with a mixed audience, but more men then women. Finally after about 10 minutes, with Lou on one side of me and Henk on the other, music started playing and an MC started talking though I didn't understand anything he said. Next I see the curtain open and out stream various men and women of different shapes, sizes, and colors all nude. The men all had erections of semi-erections when they cam out. I immediately felt tingles all over my body, but seeming to center in my pussy and this was only the beginning.The acts started off very mild with just a man and a woman engaging in what would be considered normal straight consensual sex, except that they were doing it in front of 75 of their closest voyeurs in the audience. Various combinations of men and women continued through the night including some bondage, lesbian as well as gay sex. The audience was not only permitted, but encouraged to "enjoy themselves" while the show was going on.The performances were driving me wild and Lou and Henk seemed to be affected the same way. Both had their erect cocks out and I was stroking both of them. They in turn were rubbing my titties through my blouse and had pushed aside my thong so they could finger my dripping cunt. Similar activities were happing between the other members of the audience including sucking and fucking. The heavy smell of sex and cum filled the theater.Then a naked, petite young blonde woman, about my size, was carried out on stage by 2 men clothed in leather wear and place on a bench like thing. It was padded and set up to support her weight but exposed her body for the group that was to have her. Once on the bench, 8 LARGE naked black men came through the current with the big hard cocks pointing the way. Once again the music was playing and the men began to attack her body. Clearly she was prepared to accept them when she was backstage as they didn't appear to use any lube, but easily entered all of her holes. They fucked her like crazy and she was screaming with delight as orgasm after orgasm roared through her body. Some of the men had cum in or on her at least for the first time.About this time, with Lou and Henk playing with me I was experiencing my own orgasm watching the woman on stage getting gang banged. As my orgasm subsided, I commented that someday I would love to be in her place on that stage. No sooner than the words left my mouth, Henk got up, tucked his cock back into his pants and walked through one of the doors next to the stage. A few minutes later, he returns with Rolf, the club/theater manager who happens to be a very good friend of Henk. He asked if I was serious about wanted to be on stage. Nervously I said "Yes!" He took my hand and said to follow him back stage.Once backstage there were all kinds of people both dressed and undressed performers and stage hands. Once in the middle of the backstage area, Rolf asked me several questions about my sexual experiences and reconfirmed I was interested in doing an onstage gang bang or more. Again I said "YES!" Rolf then told me I would need to prove that I was serious and would have to pass his test right now. I agreed to follow his instructions.He called several people to come around me and get close. Most were naked both men and women. Rolf told me I was required to follow every order without hesitation. I nodded in agreement. He first told me to take off my clothes and stage there with my hands on my head and my legs spread apart so that I could be inspected. I immediately took off everything. Rolf said something to the others and they all seemed to smile and were clearly enjoying themselves seeing my naked body before them.Rolf walked up to me and began to kiss me with his tongue probing my mouth which I greedily accepted. As he did so he put his hand on my pussy and inserted two fingers into my dripping cunt. He moved away from kissing me and said something with a laugh about how wet my cunt was and that I would be a fun fuck. He continued to finger fuck me and told me to enjoy it. Soon an orgasm was racing through my body. He was smiling with delight as were the others around me. Rolf then pulled his pants down and told me to bend at the waist and take his cock into my mouth. Rolf's 8 inches of manhood was already rock hard and I took it into my mouth. Rolf put his hands on my head and slowly began fucking my face. I was enjoying this and knew I was being watched, when suddenly I felt a tongue on my clit. I couldn't see who it was but it was driving me toward another orgasm. Very soon I felt a big hard cock probing at me from behind. Finally, guided in by the pussy licker, the cock plunged hard into my cunt. I exploded into orgasm again. As he fucked me from behind he fingered my asshole. I was being invaded in every orifice and loving it.I felt Rolf pick up his pace fucking my face and his breathing picked up as well. He then said to get ready for his load and that I was to swallow every drop. He and the guy fucking me had a good rhythm going and all of the sudden Rolf began filling my mouth and throat with his sperm. I swallowed every drop as ordered. No sooner that he was done cumming, the guy fucking me pulled out and came around to my face and shot his load of cum all over my face and hair. I was a mess but feeling good.Rolf asked the others to decide if I passed or not. Fortunately they all said yes I had. Rolf told me to come back in two nights at 10:00PM for my performance. He told me to pick up my clothes and to walk naked, cum covered back to my seat. As I Bent to pick up my clothes, two other guys that were stroking their cocks shot their loads on me too. I returned to my seat to see my boyfriend grinning ear-to-ear and his brother with a big grin on his face too. They knew I had passed the test. I couldn't wait for the 2 days to pass and me to come back for my first stage performance.END? |
adark.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/adark.txt | It was a dark and stormy night, Ive always wanted to write that and finally I truthfully can. I invited a few guys working in my construction company over to watch Sunday Night Baseball. We had lots of beer stockpiled and although it was raining hard, I had the windows open. I like hot, humid weather and love the sound of falling rain. I must say I often admire my wife looks, but when its hot outside, she seems to look better. Just a little wet glimmer on her face. Sarah, my wife, was keeping everyone well stocked with beer and snacks. She looked great in her tight cutoffs, tits bouncing inside her halter-top. She has a trim little ass, awesome tits, long blond hair and pale blue eyes. I noticed she was getting a lot of attention as she moved around the room refreshing beers. She noticed too, in fact, she took every opportunity to wiggle her ass around everyone, especially Fred. When Sarah went to get another round, we heard a loud crack of thunder, and she muttered, "Oh shit." I yelled, "Need any help, what's the matter?" Sarah replied, "No, nothings wrong, I just spilled some beer." Well, when she walked back in it was apparent where she spilled the beer. She looked like a wet T-shirt prize-winner. Swollen nipples, you could see every line, each curve of her breast through her thin white halter-top. Just then on TV, there was a loud crack of the bat and a home run. Nobody, and I mean nobody, watched. Turned out to be the game winner, but all eyes were focused on my wife's chest. Mine too really. She gave me a sly wink no one else saw as it dawned on me her little accident was no accident at all. She could be a prime cock tease, loved attention and was getting plenty of looks. Starting around the room again pouring beers, she took a long time pausing with Fred. She filled his glass to the brim with just a touch of overflowing foam. All the time his gaze was focused on her nipples, which by now were sticking out big as half dollars. Freds was peeking inside her blouse as her tit brushed his shoulder. I knew from her wink she wanted to have some fun, so I excused myself to the bathroom. Really, I grabbed my cellular and called Sarah. Sarah answered, yelling from the kitchen, "Work on the phone, can you pick it up upstairs?" I came back down declaring, "Gotta go over to a job site for a couple hours. Bit of theft and the cops want someone there now." Mike, my job foreman, offered to go in my place, or at least come along for company, but I declined. They all started readying to leave, but I talked them out of it using the second game of the double header as a teaser. I shared, "Hey, theres still a lot of beer for you guys to drink up. Besides, Sarah doesnt like being alone, especially during thunderstorms." Sarah heartily agreed, mentioning, "Yeah and Ive got a few treats for you guys in-between innings." I had a pretty good idea of the kind of treat she had in mind for my pals and wondered how she'd pull this off? I cut through the garage to my pickup. I started up and roared off only to park a few doors down, around a corner. Cutting through my neighbors yards, I quietly snuck back home entering our backdoor. I could hear the game, the guys, but couldn't see a thing, so I hoped Sarah had a good plan. After I heard her serving another round, she said, "I'm all sticky, think I'll go upstairs and shower real fast. You all know where everything is, so help yourselves. Fred, would you mind grabbing the towels out of the dryer and tossing them on the bed upstairs for me while I wash?" I entered our master bedroom before she did, sneaking up the back way. I grabbed her and kissed her hard, squeezing her fantastic ass and telling her, "You're making me hard, and I am so hot right now for your sweet ass." She rubbed my pants and teased, "Hold on lover, I'm going to screw your buds while you watch, you'll love it, you pervert! After they are limp and tired, I'm going to fuck your brains out." Pushing me away, she scolded, "Better hide, I asked Fred to grab towels from the dryer." I barely got behind the Japanese screen at Sarah's dressing table, when I heard footsteps approaching. Sarah heard them too, so she hurriedly started the shower. Fred entered through the bedroom door, towels in hand, just as Sarah walked in topless from the bathroom. She jerked her hands up to cover her breasts. "What can I do for you honey, did you forget where the beer was?" she giggled, "Maybe you had thirst for something or someone else?" She dropped her hands and let him see her tits for the first time. He started to comment, but she put a finger to his lips and said, "If you want to fuck me nod your head, but I don't want to hear a word of conversation out of you. If you understand and want to start with a blow job just smile." Freds face lit up like a starving man at a King's banquet, shit eating grin from ear to ear, but he did not utter a word. He tossed the towels onto the bed as Sarah gently pushed him back into an easy chair, knowing I would have a good view. Fred's chance of seeing me was slight. She warned, "Don't forget, not a word, and before the blow job how about a little more beer, why don't you lick it off my tits for me, save me from that shower?" As any man would with such an inviting task before him he licked, sucked and pinched her nipples. She was getting hotter by the minute, till finally she knelt down in front of him, pulling down his gym shorts and briefs; allowing his dick to spring out at full attention. Stroking him with her hand he was about an inch longer than me, but thinner. She started licking him like an all day sucker. She gently played with his balls with her left hand and continued to stroke him with her right. After a few minutes she started her deep throat routine on him. I knew if he was anything like me, in about two minutes he'd be done. Well, he started pounding into her mouth with long deep thrusts. As he was about to cum she pushed a wet finger up his butt. He came in buckets and she wasn't wasting a drop, swallowing it right up as he gave out a loud groan. Just then Mike called up from the bottom of the stairs, "Fred you up there? You're missing the game." Sarah whispered to Fred, "Call him up here, when he gets here you explain the deal. Then no more talking from either of you if you want any more. Understand?" Fred nodded, then hollered, "Mike, come up here for a minute." When Mike arrived I could see the surprise on his face. Fred quickly explained the deal, but Mike acted reluctant. I know it wasn't Sarah, she was sexy as could be. I could see Mike's hard-on through his pants from across the room, but Mike had more to lose being my foreman for eleven years. If he pissed me off, he wouldn't easily get another position making the same amount of money. Sarah saw his resistance, but having planned to nail them all, she wouldn't be denied and went into action. She said, "Theres no way Bill will find out about this, unless I tell him, which of course I won't, as long as you are a ready and willing participant. If you don't play and let me suck your dick, which shouldn't be all that bad, while Fred fucks me, then I'll say you came up here and grabbed me. Now drop your pants and prepare to get a royal sucking, or start walking to the unemployment office." Mike has a lot of pride, and for a second, I wasn't sure he would agree. A man's dick will make him swallow his pride more then once in his lifetime and Mike swallowed his. Not because of the threat, but the promise of watching this fine young piece of ass engulf him. He dropped his drawers and out popped a huge nine inch dick. In spite of her rules, he told her, "Suck on this." And she did. But first she wiggled out of her cutoffs. Then with Mike laying back on the bed, one leg off the bed and her ass high in the air, she began to stroke his huge cock. Giving Fred one final instruction she told him, "Lick my pussy, till you're hard again then fuck me like a dog." Sarah slurped Mike's dick into her mouth and started sucking as Fred got down behind her and began licking. He was determined to do as good for her, as she was for him. First he licked her clit; then he fingered her pussy gently twirling his index finger inside her. Licking his way to her asshole, he mouthed her. Sarah was getting wild. Although she started with a slow even stroke on Mike, as she heated up so did her pace. Sarah gobbled him tip to root taking a face fuck like I'd never seen. Fred started to harden again as if from the dead, growing larger as he tongue screwed her tight ass. Plunging two fingers into my wife's slick pussy, she moaned, "Fuck me, fuck me now," over and over. Standing behind her aside the bed, with one massive shove, he was in her as deep as he could go. That fast plunge helped her cum right away. I could see the convulsive spasms of her orgasm from across the room and knew that was just the start for her. While her pussy was grasping his dick tightly, her juices made him wet and fiery hot. He started banging with a vengeance, matching the rhythm Mike was giving her mouth. Mike lasted longer then anyone I've ever seen receiving head from Sarah, but he couldn't keep it up much longer, so before he gave her his load, he quickly removed himself from her mouth. She was surprised by his sudden withdrawal, but even more so when he grabbed Fred and yanked him out of her. Still not speaking, he buried his cock deep into her pussy. If Sarah had thought he was fucking her face hard, she realized he had restrained. He buried his prick into her with such a frenzy of deep thrusts I feared he would split her. Fred again presented his now stiff cock to my wife's waiting mouth and was close to blowing his load from the licking he'd shared with her. A couple Sarahs deep swallows and he was spurting into her warm mouth. Noise had drawn Bob and Sam into the bedroom doorway, both of them eagerly watching. Pulling his penis out, Mike flipped her onto her back so he could look at her face and tits. Pushing his dick back in, they started fucking like crazy. Bob and Sam started peeling their clothes off. Fred was in sperm recovery, so Sarah, between thrusts asked, "Fred, would you instruct the new boys about the rules?" Both readily agreed as Bob quickly filled my wife's mouth with his swelling cock. Sam started licking and pinching her large, erect nipples. Meanwhile, the strain of the pounding he was giving Sarah began to show in Mike's face. Suddenly his dick exploded and he proceeded to fill her pussy with jets of hot spurting cum. Once the fiery liquid entered her snatch she began to cum again, as if to squirt out the fire with her own passion.The moment Mike pulled out, Sam moved between her spread legs and her slippery passage took his smaller cock right up to his balls. Sam started slowly, but only for a minute, the heat of her pussy plus what he'd been watching had him at fever pitch in minutes. Watching Bob get the best blow job of his life only added to his excitement. Bob's face betrayed he was ready to cum. As Sam started shooting in my wife's pussy, Sarah took Bob's cock out of her mouth giving him a fast frigging that caused him to unload right on her face. He shot load after load hitting her directly. Sarah loved it, ate it up, and the fact that she had such power over men drove her wild. The fact I was hiding five feet away, undetected, only added to her abandon. She was still horny but the boys seemed a little too worn out for her. She instructed, "You better clean up and get ready to go. Bill might be home from the job site any minute." The guys quickly departed except for Mike, who I thought was lingering for more. As the others got out of earshot, he started leaving the bedroom. Turning in the doorway, Mike said, "Sarah, youre the best piece of ass Ive ever had, and thanks Bill, see yah Monday. No Christmas bonus necessary this year! Your wife is the best, I only wish my wife was half as good, then we could watch the game at my house." END Let me know what you think about my story: [email protected] ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 41 |
bonniesfirstbet.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/bonniesfirstbet.txt | A few weeks ago my wife, Bonnie, and I made a bet on something we were both absolutely certain we were right about. The bet was for one evening of whatever the winner wants - total control. I won, and Bonnie was appalled. I am always trying to talk her into letting me show off her body more, like flashing truckers on the highway or getting caught undressed when our next door neighbor, Frank, is over. She will occasionally let a button "accidentally" come open when he is around if she's had a couple of beers, but voluntarily showing a breast or her pussy is too much for her. She knows it is a turn-on for me, but it is very difficult to get past her modesty. When I won this bet she was VERY nervous, because she knew what I would want her to do. But give her credit: she didn't try to back out of the bet. I started out the evening by taking her to a restaurant called "The Melting Pot" here in Richmond. It is very nice - dark and romantic. We were seated in a booth in a small room. It was early enough that we were the only ones in the room. After we had ordered our first drink, I told her to unbutton another button on her dress. This would open it to just below her breasts. Since I had vetoed any underwear, when she did she was more exposed than she ever had been in public. She sat up straight to keep the dress from opening too much, but as we ate and drank our wine she relaxed and seemed to forget about how exposed she was. She was sitting leaning forward a bit with her shoulders sort of slumped, and the view was wonderful. I could see a good bit of both breasts, and was enjoying the view. Before desert arrived I told her to unbutton one more button. Her dress was now open to well below her breasts. When she sat up straight you couldn't see much. But when she would lean forward to take a bite of desert it would fall away from her body and if the angle was right you could see all of both breasts, including her nipples. The drinks and wine had had their effect, and she soon grew careless, leaning forward and allowing me to enjoy the view. I told her I loved the way she looked, and to keep sitting that way. Even though we were still the only ones in the room, she was a little uncomfortable doing it in public, but did as I asked. Our waiter, Aaron, arrived to clear the desert and offer us an after-dinner drink. When Bonnie saw him she gave a little start and straightened up. With him standing right there I said, "Bonnie, tell Aaron what our arrangement is tonight." He looked at me with a puzzled expression, then at Bonnie. She looked down at the table and said, just as I had made her agree before we left home, "I have to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, with no argument and no hesitation." I said, "Good girl," then explained to Aaron that she had lost a bet, and this was how she was paying it off. He grinned in understanding. "Now, Bonnie," I said, "that's not how I told you to sit, is it?" Still looking down at the table she shook her head. "Show Aaron how you were sitting before he walked up." She looked at me without moving, nervously biting her lip. This was what she had been afraid of. She said, "I don't think I can do this, Tom." I replied, "Come on, Bonnie. You have to do it. You made the bet, now it's time to pay up. Aaron won't be offended, will you, Aaron?" "Hey, not a bit," he said, guessing what was coming.Bonnie took a deep breath, licked her lips, and said, "Tom, this is so embarrassing! Do I really have to do it?" I just nodded. She closed her eyes, and slowly did as she was told. The top of her dress fell forward again and gaped open and we could both see her breasts right down to the nipples. What a turn-on! "Much better, Bonnie. You look terrific," I said. "You're not quite done yet, though. You did what I told you to do, but it wasn't without hesitation, the way you agreed. You are going to have to pay a penalty to remind you not to hesitate when I tell you to do something this evening. Unbutton another button." Reluctantly, she did. The dress was now unbuttoned clear to her waist. "Good girl. Now open the dress and give Aaron a good look at what you were too embarrassed to let him see the first time." Her eyes opened wide, and as she looked across the table at me you could see the color drain from her face. He had already seen her breasts, but actively showing them to him was a very big step. "Tom, I don't even know him! I can't!" "Aaron can see your breasts anyway, Bonnie. And you're still hesitating, so you just earned another penalty. Now do you want to earn even more?" "No!" she said quickly. "Then go ahead and do it, Bonnie. Open up your dress." She looked at me, then Aaron. Slowly she reached up and took hold of the sides of her dress. Glancing around the room to make sure there was no one else who could see, she opened it briefly, the immediately closed it again. "Way too fast, Honey. Do it again, but this time hold the dress open until I tell you to close it." She closed her eyes again and parted the material, letting her gorgeous tits spill out. Aaron was transfixed. He stared at her breasts and said, "Wow! Excellent!" "That's not so difficult, is it, Darling? Now look at Aaron and thank him for the compliment. Then you can close your dress again," I told her. She was absolutely scarlet, but did as she was told. "I am so embarrassed! I can't believe I really did it!" she said when he left to get our after diner drinks. "I know, Honey. You did great! Was it exciting?" "Oh God, yes! I am so wet! When you made me show him my tits I got butterflies like you wouldn't believe!" "Good, Bonnie. But remember, you still have another penalty coming. Now go back to sitting like you were, and stay that way when Aaron comes back." Before she could say anything further Aaron returned with our drinks. She stayed leaning forward the way I told her, with her breasts clearly visible. Aaron stood beside the table after he brought the drinks and, looking down her dress, again complimented Bonnie on her beautiful breasts. She giggled and blushed again and thanked him again. "No," he said, "thank you for showing them to me. I really enjoyed it." "She really does have beautiful body, doesn't she?" I replied. "I'm glad you enjoyed seeing it. And I appreciate you helping her pay off the bet. In fact, if you don't mind, I'd like you to help her out just a little bit more. Remember she earned another penalty so she's not quite done yet. If it's OK with you, when she finishes her drink we'll have her pay off that one, too, before we leave." It was like asking a man dying of thirst if he'd mind drinking a glass of water. He was grinning from ear to ear when he said he'd be back in a few minutes. Bonnie was, to say the least, apprehensive. "What are you going to do?" she asked. I told her just to relax and enjoy her drink. "I'm in charge tonight. You don't have any say in what you have to do, so don't worry about it. It's out of your hands. Just remember you promised to do whatever I asked without hesitation or argument. You've done pretty well so far about doing what I tell you to do, but you haven't been very good about the hesitation and argument part. I'm going to help you remember not to break your promises." She still looked very apprehensive. "Be honest, Bonnie. Haven't you enjoyed this evening?" "Well, yes," she replied. "But I'm embarrassed, too, letting a total stranger see my naked tits." "You have beautiful naked tits." I replied, "and you should be proud of them. Aaron even told you how much he enjoyed seeing you, and letting another guy see your body is a huge turn-on for me." "Aren't you jealous when someone else sees me?" she asked. "No, Honey, I'm not jealous at all. I'm excited, and I'm proud of you, but I'm not jealous." With impeccable timing, Aaron chose that minute to come back in. "Everything OK here?" he asked, grinning. "Everything is super here, Aaron. The only thing that would make it better is if you would help Bonnie pay off that last penalty," I replied. "It would be my pleasure," he answered, "and just in case it makes a difference, I asked the hostess to hold off putting anyone else in this room for a while little longer." "That's great, Aaron. I really appreciate the help, and I know Bonnie appreciates it, too. Right, Honey?" Bonnie nodded. "Good. Let's go ahead and pay off that penalty, then. Bonnie, Aaron has already seen your tits. I know that was hard for you to do, but I guess it wasn't enough to help you remember to do what I say without hesitation or argument. So let's try something else. Raise your skirt and show him what you are wearing under the dress." Since I vetoed underwear, what she was wearing, of course, was nothing. "Tom, no! I really can't do that. We're in public and I'm naked under there, for God's sake!" "I know, Bonnie. That's why I want you to show him. But you're still arguing with me, so obviously the lesson hasn't sunk in yet. Maybe this will do the trick. Go ahead." "But Tom!""No, Bonnie. You're not getting out of this. No one else is going to walk in here, and you did lose the bet. This is how you are going to pay it off. You promised to do what you were told to do. Now raise your skirt!" I almost felt sorry for her. She looked like a trapped animal. She looked from me to Aaron, and back to me. There was no way out. I pulled the table further away from her and said softly, "Go ahead, Bonnie, do it." Reluctantly, she reached down and gathered the material of her dress in both hands and began to pull it up her thighs. When she reached the top of her thighs she looked at me and said "I'm never going to make another bet with you!" I grinned and said "Come on, Bonnie. All the way up to your waist." "I can't believe I'm really going to do this! OK, here goes!" she said, and pulled it all the way up.There she sat, legs together, holding her dress up, naked from her waist down. She was sitting with her legs tightly together, trying to retain a little modesty. "Good girl," I said. "Now pull the skirt out from under you and sit on the bench." She raised her hips and did as she was told. "Now, Bonnie, just think, if you hadn't argued when I told you to do this, your bet would be paid off now, and you wouldn't have had to do anything else. But you still argued with me about it, so you earned another penalty. Are you going to earn still another one by arguing about what I'm going to have you do next?" I'm sure she had no doubt about what was I was going to tell her to do, and I know she was really nervous, but she replied softly, "No, I've learned my lesson. No more penalties. I'll do whatever you tell me to do." "No more arguing or hesitation?" She shook her head. "Good." I slid out of the booth and stood beside Aaron. I said, "Here is what you are going to do. Turn and face us." She did it, with her dress still up to her waist. "Now lean back on your elbows and put your feet up on the seat." She slowly got into position. "Now, Bonnie, I want you to spread your knees all the way apart and sit there until I tell you that you can move." "Oh God, I am so embarrassed!" she said as she slowly she opened her legs. Her vagina came into view. Her labia opened like a flower, and we could see the moisture glistening in the soft light. "Stay just like that and let us get a good look at your pussy." Her eyes were closed and she whimpered a little, but did as I told her to do. Aaron knelt down at the end of the bench for a closer look. "Please, Honey," she whispered after a few seconds, "that's enough." "Not quite yet, Bonnie. We're not through looking. Open your eyes and watch us looking at you." She looked at us crouching between her wide-spread knees. "Oh my god Tom, he can see all of me!" "Yes, we both can, and you look beautiful, but the view isn't quite good enough yet." I put one hand on the inside of each knee and pushed them farther apart until one knee was resting against the back of the bench seat and the other was resting against the table, about three feet away. Bonnie didn't resist. I reached down and gently spread her vagina. We could clearly see her pink nether lips framing the open hole of her vagina and the moisture slowly leaking down and coating her puckered anus. "Well, Aaron, what do you think?" "I think it's beautiful!" he said, fascinated by the sight. "May I touch her?" "Well, not this time. That would have been the next penalty if she hadn't cooperated with this one. But she followed the rules, so no, not this time. But you can certainly enjoy the view." We heard another little whimper from Bonnie. Aaron leaned forward and inhaled deeply. "She even smells sexy. She's fantastic," he said. After a moment or two more I let go of her labia and said, "OK, Bonnie, you're done. Thank you. You did well. Your bet it paid off." With shaking hands Bonnie lit a cigarette. "I am so embarrassed and so excited I have got to get out of here. Can we please go home now?" I left money for our check. We didn't see Aaron on the way out. No doubt he had gone to the rest room to relieve his pent-up sexual tension. As soon as we got home Bonnie was all over me. If it were physically possible for a woman to rape a man, that's what would have happened as soon as we walked in the door. She was a mad woman, growling and yelling as she came three times in rapid succession - a first for her. When we finally stopped to catch our breath, Bonnie said, "Wow. I think I changed my mind. I can hardly wait for our next bet." Me too! 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 |
flirting.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/20/flirting.txt | "Must be love," I heard behind me. I think Nelson said it. He wasn't bothering to lower his voice."It has to be," Dennis agreed. "Just look at her dancing with Scott! Why the fuck would a hot babe like Bianca stay married to him, I'll never know."I knew why Bianca stayed married to me and it was something they never would know. I was tempted to tell them but I was also intrigued by their conversation. They were discussing my wife not five feet away from me and they didn't fear me hearing them at all. It was like my wife's flirtations had made me a non-entity in their eyes.I watched as Bianca dipped back in Scott's arms. Her black dress pulled at her dark skin and her breasts almost fell out of her cleavage. I could see Scott's eyes bulging from here. There was no doubt his cock was bulging as well. Bianca's legs were moving lasciviously against Scott and the skirt was riding higher and higher on her smooth legs."Jesus," Nelson muttered. "Look at her dance! Her ass can move! Did you see how tightly she's pressing against Scott?""If she was my wife, I sure as Hell wouldn't let any guy dance with her," Dennis said, a bit too loudly."Know what she told me?" Nelson said. "She said Michael didn't like to dance. Can you believe that shit?"It wasn't true. I didn't like to dance with her."That's nothing," Dennis said. "I'm still thinking about what she said during dinner. There was this huge roll that I was mashing down to fit in my mouth and she laughed at me. Know what she says? She said 'No, you don't need to mash it down. It's just a matter of opening your mouth wide enough, tilting your neck just right, and swallowing it all down in one gulp.'""She didn't!" Nelson exclaimed.I know she had."Yeah, she did," Dennis said with a touch of annoyance. "But when I tried to put my hand on her knee, she just twisted my thumb till I moved it. She might just be a cocktease.""Nah," Nelson disagreed. "You just have to approach her right. I mentioned that she was going to fall out of her dress, and you known what she said? 'I would hope that a gentleman like you would put them back where they belonged.' I swear to Christ, that's what she said!"Dennis laughed. "Good luck, man. Let me know if you get lucky.""Oh, I will," Nelson, laughed.He didn't.Later that night, Bianca was in good spirits. Her long black hair was down and her sultry eyes were twinkling with memories of the party. She had fun; teasing, taunting and promising things subtly and overtly depending on her whim.When we were in the kitchen getting snacks before bed, I took a terrible risk. I wrapped my arm around her waist from behind and pulled her to me. She purred gently in my arms till I leaned down and placed a kiss on her neck. It was stupid of me but I had to try."Michael!" Bianca hissed. She elbowed me away and spun around. "How could you ruin that moment!"I saw the betrayal in her eyes and knew. I knew it still wasn't over with her older brother. I knew she still woke up with the shakes at night. I knew the therapy hadn't brought her close enough to where we were before she started having the nightmares. The hurt in her eyes was as intense as they were two years ago the first night that she remembered what he had done to her."I'm sorry, Bianca," I said. "You were flirting so hard with everyone tonight; I just hoped that maybe you'd had a breakthrough.""No, damn it," she swore. "That was just for fun. I know I'm fucked up, but they don't know it. It's nice to be with people who don't know they're not going to get laid."I tried to apologize and maybe she listened. Bianca begged off that she was tired and went to bed to her bedroom. Again, like every night now, she locked the door.In my bedroom, with my cock wrapped in tissue, I remembered how she was that night. I pictured her sexy legs flashing from her dress. I stroked myself as I remembered how her hips swayed like the passionate woman I remembered. The sight of her dark legs excited me, and I moaned as I recalled how they used to wrap around me and pull me in.Nelson's words about her cleavage flashed through my mind and I remembered those brown nipples. I pumped my cock faster as I remembered the large saucers of her aureoles, the way sweat collected under her heavy breast and the soft pleasure of sinking my face into her breasts until I had to come up for air.Dennis' words about her eating the bread reminded me of her mouth. Oh God, I missed her mouth! I missed the love in her eyes as she went down on me. I longed for the wet heat of her lips and tongue. As I pumped my cock harder, I remembered her words- mouth wide open, tilt her head, and just swallow.I climaxed and since it was my fantasy, I imagined her happily swallowing my seed.When I rolled over, I felt like a fool for what I had done earlier. Sex never seems as important after climax. I felt like a selfish husband. Tomorrow I would explain that I would try not being jealous and that I would give her as much time as she needed. A thought nagged my mind, like it usually does at this late hour- if I missed sex that much, why didn't I leave her for someone who could have sex? The answer was simple. I thought about her smile. I thought about holding hands with her. I remembered her being there when I lost my father. I tried to imagine wanting to grow old with anybody else.It must be love.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 20 |
sex.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/sex.txt | We had gone to the park to have a picnic and spend some time together. There were a few people about, but it is not crowded. It was a beautiful day. Deep blue sky spotted with pillowie white clouds. The hint of a breeze rustled the green leaves in the treetops. We found a space under a sprawling oak tree at the edge of a large green open space. Some kids were throwing a Frisbee. A walking path wound through the trees behind us. We spread our blanket and opened our wicker picnic basket. She was wearing a white and purple sundress. The thin straps revealed her bare shoulders. It was cut low in the back and did little to conceal the swell of her full breasts in the front. I could see from the way her breasts filled the bosom of her dress that she wasn't wearing a bra. I wondered what else she might not be wearing. After we had eaten we lay facing each other with our heads propped on our hands. She push off her shoes and rubbed my bare leg with the inside of her foot. She looked so beautiful in that dress. The sun shinning in her hair. Her perfume sweetened the air around us. I leaned forward and kissed her tentatively on her lips. A soft gentle kiss. Her lips were warm and soft and moist. She placed her hand on the side of my face and held the kiss for a long time, just moving her lips over mine. Gently her tongue parted my lips. My eager tongue greeted hers and they performed a slow sensual dance, curling and caressing. With the pressure of her body against mine, I rolled onto my back and she half lay across me, continuing the kiss. Her hands caressed my cheek, my neck, and roamed over my chest. I felt her tug at my zipper. "Baby, we're in the middle of the park, we can't do that here," I mildly protested. She was not deterred and replied, "Nobody will see a thing," and grin wickedly and kissed me again. The fullness of her dress concealed the movement of her hands. In a moment, I felt her fingers close around my erect cock and carefully pull it through the opening. In a swift movement, she straddled me playfully. She lay forward on my body and kissed me again. I could feel the wet silky skin of her trimmed pussy against my shaft. She was not wearing any panties. Her dress covered us from my knees to my waist. She squirmed expertly until the tip of my cock slipped between her folds, unaided. She undulate her hips and I felt myself slipping deeper and deeper inside her warm wet depths. To anyone walking by it would have appeared she was playfully sitting on my lap and we were making out. They wouldn't have had a clue that my hard cock was actually buried deep inside her and that I was only moments from filling her with hot cum. The fullness of her dress provided excellent camouflage for the battle that was being waged beneath it. My cock moved inside her to the rhythm of her rotating hips. Her eyes were locked on mine. We watched each other intently for signs that the other was close to orgasm. She was having fun with me. Squeezing her pussy and moving her hips to excite me beyond belief. I licked my lips and she realized how close I was. A couple walking a dog passed by on the path. The kids in the field yelled and laughed after a spectacular catch. Her hips ground down on me without mercy. She was driving me crazy. I wanted to grab her breasts in my hands. Squeeze them and suck her hard nipples. But I knew I couldn't without attracting attention. I wanted to thrust wildly inside her, do to her what she was doing to me. But I knew I couldn't. I wanted to roll over and lay on top of her and drive my throbbing cock deep into her depths. But I knew I couldn't. The circular motion she was making with her hips moved me inside her with such sensation I couldn't stand it. My hands clutched at the blanket. Twisting and pulling at it. My body stiffened and I gritted my teeth against the intense pleasure she was creating. My body shuddered and my hot fluid filled her. My orgasm drove her over the edge. Her cheeks flushed. She bit her lip to stifle a cry of passion. Her body spasmed and she struggled to control it. Someone coughed nearby. People moved around us but didn't seem to notice or care that we had just shared one of the most intense orgasms ever. She leaned down and kissed me hard and deep and long. I wrapped my arms around her and held her body to mine. We waited a long time before we discretely tried to return my cock to my shorts and get the zipper up. She was so proud of herself for what she'd accomplished in such a public place. The End |
play.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/25/play.txt | My husband and I know each other now 15 years, we got married 10 years ago and have three children now. Before the kids I was a big woman and now I'm huge, my husband says I look good to him but that just makes it worse for me. I remember before some guys would look at me or my breasts but now they sometimes glance at my breasts but look quickly away. I have never been really interested in sex having had only one boyfriend before Bob, Bob is nice but he's not very tall and his cock is only 5 inches when hard. We had a normal sex life or so I thought but he never gave an orgasm from straight sex. I think the problem was he never insisted on anything in his life, I never sucked his cock or let him have anal sex, he never licked my pussy before and if I told him I was not in the mood he's say that's ok dear. It all changed one night at home when the kids where with my mum and Bob and I where watching TV. The doorbell rang and went to open it, to my surprise I found one black man and two white guys looking mean and nasty, they asked to see Bob and when I said wait the black guy said sure but followed me through to the sitting room. I turned to protest but he shoved me onto the sofa and went straight to Bob. Bob looked like we would die, he went white in the face and started stuttering something but the man backhanded him hard knocking him back on the armchair. "Where's my fucking money asshole," screamed the black man at him. I was pissed off, the bastard had promised to stop gambling and this was some bookie coming to collect. "I need more time Leroy, please give me another week and I'll make good," pleaded Bob the worm. The other guys where now crowding him and when he stood up one of the large white guys knocked him down and then sat on his chest pinning his arms down. The black guy looked at me and asked where the money was, I was still very pissed off at Bob and told the guy I had now money and knew nothing about it. "Well I heard Bob here had a big win, I heard he pulled in $10,000," he said leering at Bob. Bob denied it saying it was not true, the guy was not impressed. I secretly wanted Bob to hurt the fuck, he had promised after the last time he cleared out our savings, and now he looked scared. The black guy flopped down beside me jamming his hard body against my soft hips, he dropped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to him. I could smell tobacco and beer on him and when I tried to pull away he yanked me back. "What'd you say I play with your wife some Bob, how about I play with her until you tell me where the money is you fuck," he said reaching up and placing his huge hand on one of my breasts. I was wearing a thin wool pullover with only a tight t-shirt under it, I would never go out without a bra but we where home and it was comfortable. I wriggled and squirmed under his touch but he held me tight mauling my breast roughly while looking at Bob. That bastard was now responsible for getting me sexually molested, I could do nothing as the guy found my nipple and started pulling at it through my pullover. "Tell him where the money is you bastard," I screamed at Bob, the men all laughed an Bob said he had none, there was none."Grab her arms Chuck," said the black man and I was too slow getting up. The guy went around the back of the sofa and grabbing both arms pulling them up behind my head, it hurt and I screamed but I could hear the guys laughing. Bob struggled under his capture but the guy was too big for him. Leroy the black guy then took my pullover and pulled it up over my breasts, I felt humiliated and ashamed too I knew my belly was sticking out almost as much as my breasts and as my arms where pulled back they looked even bigger. "Man check out these tits, not very often I find me a white woman with black women's tits," laughed Leroy as he used both hands to maul my breasts through the thin cotton t shirt. His hands felt huge and the more I struggled the rougher he mauled them so I stopped breathing hard through gritted teeth anger flooding through me. He looked over at Bob and asked again about the money, Bob pleaded like a girl saying he didn't have it and needed another week. "I'm gonna keep on going Bob until you tell me." To my horror he tugged my shirt up over my bare breasts and the boys where cheering him on until they saw my exposed breasts then they shut up. I was expecting them to start laughing but I heard one whistle and the other said, "Holy shit Leroy, I want to fuck her too!"Leroy started again on my breasts lifting them up to see how heavy they where and exactly how big they where. I squirmed to no avail and Bob was now looking at the floor, "Man your bitch is making me horny, you better tell me where the money is or I'm gonna fuck her," said Leroy then he lifted one of my breast and sucked my nipple into his mouth. It felt good but I was so scared and so angry I didn't notice too much, I waited for Bob to scream but the fucker said nothing. Leroy let my now hard nipple drop from his mouth and again to my horror I saw him pull at his jogging pants to get his cock out. "Bob, tell him where the money is you bastard, tell him," I screamed but he came back with the same story, there was no money. I looked from Bob to Leroy then back to Bob but he was again looking at the floor, when I looked back at Leroy I saw his cock. It was so big I blinked thinking it was not true but it was, it must have been 10 inches long and 4 thick. He held it in his hand jerking off slow getting it hard I presumed, I was speechless as I stared at it. "Don't worry baby, it will fit believe me," he chuckled at me. "Fat assed bitches like you where made for big cocks."I tried again to get away but the guy behind me jerked me back painfully making my breasts wobble. I watched helpless as Leroy got up removed his pants then stepped up onto the sofa with his cock in hand aiming for my face, he stood over me looking down grinning wickedly at me. "Bob, I'm gonna make your wife here suck my cock, are you sure your memory is still blocked?" he asked moving his cock to within an inch of my mouth. I could smell his cock a mix of piss and come, I was horrified at what he wanted me to do I had never sucked a cock and never wanted to. To his credit Bob freaked out a bit only to get two punches in the face which shut him up, Leroy asked again about the money and Bob just sobbed. In one quick move Leroy grabbed my hair and held my face pointing at his huge black cock, he smeared it across my closed lips laughing. "Don't make me hurt you bitch, just open up and suck on it a bit that's all," he said pressing his cock to my tightly closed mouth.I struggled to move my head but the fucker jerked me so hard by the hair I screamed and when I did he shoved his cock into my mouth. It was terrible as he pushed what seemed like a foot of cock down my troth chocking me with it, when he pulled back out a little I got a breath but then he shoved it back in again. This was terrible, I had to think fast he was fucking his huge cock into my mouth which felt like hot steel. The guy behind let my arms go and I quickly brought them around to his cock to stop him chocking me with it, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock so he was fucking a bit more than half into my mouth. I tried to use my tongue to slow him down but it made him groan his appreciation and I realized this was what might get it over with faster. I used my tongue to lick and suck his cock as best I could and it worked, he slowed down saying, "Ooh baby, that's so good! You're gonna make me come if you don't stop."I couldn't see Bob but I knew he'd be pissed to see me do this but I thought fuck him its his fault anyway. Leroy pulled his cock out and jerked it off onto my face pressing it against my cheek. "Man your bitch is one hell of a cock sucker," he panted. "You gonna tell me where the money is, or am I gonna come in the whores mouth?" he leaned up so his huge heavy balls flopped onto my chin demanding I lick his balls. Bob just sobbed behind Leroy so the guy presented his cock at my mouth once again, "Ok baby, its time you tasted your first nigger's come."I opened my mouth this time and let him slid his hot cock into my mouth, using my tongue I made sure it felt good and sure enough he was groaning and humping his hips into my mouth. I felt hands on my heaving breasts pulling on my nipples and to my horror I felt my nipples stiffen and go erect encouraging the hands, "Suck that cock slut, I'm gonna pump your mouth with spunk," panted Leroy above me. The hands on my breasts stopped and then I felt them pulling my legs apart, I used all my force to keep them closed but the guy just yanked them open. The worst was that I could feel my pussy tingling and just knew it would be wet if and when the guys hand found it, Leroy speeded up the pace and I felt his cock expand in my mouth and his balls contracting in my hand and then he was coming. The first wad went straight down my throat by surprise the second did too but the third the bastard shot all over my face jerking his own cock fast and splashing it all over my face. I felt fingers touching my panty-covered pussy pressing into the soft mound and making my jerk my hips. When Leroy moved and stepped down I looked and saw the guy who had been holding my arms kneeling between my legs with his trousers down and another huge cock pointing at me. He grinned at me and said "Your in luck bitch, I just love fat sluts" he used both hands to reach up to find my panty waistband. I tried to stop him but I was no match to his strength and he finally ripped my panties off in frustration shaking my breasts and belly from the violence. Leroy was over looking down at Bob on the floor, his monster black cock hanging limp between his legs. He kicked Bob lightly and said, "You got a very talented wife there Bob, she just sucked my balls dry." He kneeled down beside his head with his cock only a couple of inches from Bob's face and said, "If you don't tell me where the money is it's not going to stop."I was just yanked forward by the legs so my as and pussy where on the edge of the sofa and I felt the guys cock butt against my pussy. I haven't really seen my pussy in a while as my belly is so big and the fat mound really hides my entrance, when I masturbate which is only after Bob makes love to me its just my clit which is very large and easy to find. The guy between my legs just forced one of my legs up and pressed his cock to my hole then looked over at Leroy and said, "Well boss, you want me to fuck this cunt or not?"I was scared shitless, I had never had a cock that big inside me. Leroy looked one more time at Bob then said, "Yeah, fuck the bitch, fuck her brains out." The guy leaned forward and slowly eased his cock into me inch by inch stretching my unused pussy like never before. It felt for a moment like it might rip but then I could feel his hard cock deep inside me pressing against something below my tummy, he stopped there letting me get used to the size as if then slowly pulled out. My pussy was so wet is the only reason I was not in any real pain and the fucker knew it he grinned down at me as he feed me his cock again this time a little faster. My pussy twitched uncontrollably sending a shiver through my whole body and I felt Goosebumps all over my body then a hot burning sensation starting in my tummy and going down fast to my pussy as he gave me the first of many hard jabs. It was liquid hot and lots of it coming from my pussy, in my head I knew they where raping me but my body was yearning to be fucked it seemed. I let out an involuntary grunt then a low moan and that was it for him, he started slamming his cock into me hard and fast. Now Bob would sometimes do the same but it lasted ten strokes then he came but this guy was banging into my used pussy now like there was no tomorrow and I felt totally used and on the verge of orgasm. I fought to resist as I didn't want to come trying to push him off but Leroy was there and he grabbed my arms again yanking them back up above my head so my big breasts swung wildly on their own. "Fuck her good buddy, fuck that fat cunt," grunted Leroy making his friend hump me faster. The distraction had helped get me away from the edge of orgasm but then the pussy fucker brought a hand down and touched my erect clit. A bolt of electricity went through me and I bucked my hips but lost it totally coming in a flood, I felt the orgasm in every part of my body and hated it and loved it at the same time. "The bitch is coming Leroy, look at this," said the guy still fucking me hard holding my legs apart while Leroy held my arms. I trashed my head from side to side as I came and didn't see Leroy swing his leg over the back of the sofa until I felt his semi hard cock against my cheek, he again grabbed my hair to hold me still."Now you gonna get fucked from both ends bitch, open up and suck my cock," he spat at me. I opened my mouth and let him fees me his cock, it grew hard in seconds and thankfully he let my arms go so I could at least stop him killing me with it. The guy in my pussy was now pumping my pussy and it was so wet it glided in and out with ease almost as if my pussy was too big for it, he let my legs flop down so my feet where on the floor and took hold of my soft flabby hips. For the next five minutes he and Leroy fucked my mouth and pussy hard my tummy and tits flopped about comically and painfully. The guy in my pussy announced he was about to come and just the idea had me coming again, I could not believe it excited me to know he was about to come. I felt him maul my belly squeezing the flabby flesh as if it was my breasts."I wanna come on her tits Leroy watch out," he shouted pulling out, Leroy had just enough time to pull away and sit back on the sofa's back. The white guy jumped up half on the sofa so he was standing over me and jerked his slimy cock above my heaving breasts, I watched his cock glued to the enormous knob and waiting to see his spunk fly. I didn't wait long as a thick stream of spunk shot out landing on my breasts then he moved down to cover my tummy too in thick hot spunk. He massaged it all into my tits and tummy jerking off until every last drop was on me, I was just laying there letting him to exhausted to fight and glad it was over. That is until I glanced sideways and saw Leroy with his cock in hand. "Get up bitch," he commanded helping me by dragging me to my feet. "Strip," he continued and I did it not looking at Bob or anyone. I stood before the three strangers with my hands by my sides letting them see just how fat I was, I never liked my body and felt embarrassed by it now but the men looked at me with wild lust in their eyes confusing me. The guy sitting on Bob got up off him and walked over to me grinning at me, he lifted both breasts up weighing them in his hands and smiling at me."You sure got nice tits slut, it's my turn now," and he stepped back and dropped his pants. My eyes went down to his shorts and I saw what looked like another huge cock and I was right as he tugged his shorts down a massive 9 or 10 inch cock popped up the foreskin already pulled back to show his huge purple knob. The cock had large blue veins down it and it actually pulsed as he stood proudly knowing I was admiring it. "Now bend over from the waist bitch and suck it," he demanded.I looked over at Bob who had sat up now looking shit scared. And then I simply bent over and took his cock in my over worked mouth, my breasts swinging forward heavily. His cock was as big as Leroy's and as hard but this time I wrapped my hand around its thick shaft and only took what I could manage finding it much easier to use my tongue and discovered that by jerking him off I got some satisfied grunts from above. I felt hands on my ass caressing both ass cheeks then dipping into my pussy, it made my knees knock together and I had to grab the guy's ass in front of me to steady myself. It was Leroy I was sure working his fingers into my pussy three or four from the feel of it and I knew by how easy it was that my pussy was sopping wet. The cock in my mouth was sliding in and out now with ease, I managed to get more and more inside me and he was liking it a lot humping his hips and fucking my face. The base way they where treating me was what was turning me on so much, I had never been remotely fucked like this and never even had daydreams of the like. I had to catch my breath ever time one of them said bitch or slut and I was now fully aware it was turning me on like never before. There was also the orgasm's I'd just had, again I had never had an orgasm until that night and even my own attempts came now where close as I nearly always stopped my self half way through an orgasm. Leroy decided it was time to fuck me and unceremoniously rammed his huge cock into my pussy, although I had just been royally shafted his cock was bigger so he stretched my pussy once again beyond anything before. I screamed out in pleasure and almost fell over but I felt Leroy's big hands dig into my fat hips pulling back up and onto his pounding cock. It was too much and they let me drop down to my hands and knees but I had no time to rest as Leroy rammed his cock back into me and the other guy did the same with my mouth. My tummy and breasts where on the carpet which someone remarked on and the boys all chuckled, Leroy was pounding my pussy so hard now my nipples where rubbing of the carpet. The guy fucking my mouth was not happy with my efforts as it was hard to suck when I was coming and been pounded from behind, he pulled my head up by the hair roughly and hissed down at me, "Suck my cock you fucking whore, come on."I took what I could but the bastard pushed hard holding my head and forced most of his cock down my troth, I gagged once then when he pulled out I grabbed his cock again and started jerking him off furiously into my mouth. He groaned loudly, "Ooh yeah bitch!! That's so fucking nasty, you want me to come on your face is that it?" he asked.I was still getting fucked hard from behind and my pussy was on fire but I knew if I stopped he'd fuck my mouth again and hurt me so I said what he wanted to hear, "Yeah, come on my face! Such a big hard cock Mmmm, DO IT!!" I screamed the last two words. I heard Bob moan out loud at that but as soon as I said the words I came again and so hard I dropped my head back to the floor and the room went white before my eyes, when I came too I was still on the floor and Leroy was still inside me only now he was fucking me slower, he was sitting on my left outstretched leg with my right pulled up so my ass and pussy was lifted some. The other guy was almost sitting on my head jerking off himself now onto my face. "You want it slut, you want my spunk, you want my fucking come whore," he screamed then came all over my face covering my hair and most of my face, he banged his cock against my face as he twitched and jerked. My pussy was now hurting me and thankfully I was so wet down there it was bearable, Leroy was sliding his cock in and out now with real ease. He reached down to touch my belly on my side squeezing the flabby flesh then to my breasts dragging my right breast out from under me. "Bob my friend its not often I can find me a bitch that can take my whole cock," and he jabbed me hard when he said cock making my groan softly, "Your whore here was made for big cocks, look at the size of that cunt." The bastard started poking at my pussy as his cock slid in and out, he then moved his fingers up to my ass and probed my hole. I panicked knowing right away what he had in mind, I used all my strength to pull up knocking Leroy away and almost made it standing. The first guy to use me grabbed me and dropped me hard on the floor right beside Bob, he looked at me with I don't know what in his eyes. Leroy dragged me backwards by my feet until I was laying on my tummy between Bob's outstretched legs."You try that shit again slut and I'll fuck you up good," he snared behind me yanking my hips up so I was on my knees with my ass sticking up at an angle.I grabbed my husbands legs holding him tightly as I felt Leroy's massive black cock touch my puckered asshole, he pressed down and to my relief and surprise it popped right in with almost no pain. He slid it in slowly and I felt like I would split but although it burned me inside it also made me feel so used and so slutty. He didn't stop until he had his entire cock buried up my ass, I was whimpering and mumbling nothing hurting Bob as I was holding him so tight. Leroy pressed down so he was forcing as much cock as he could up my ass and the more he pushed forward the more my ass burned."Motherfuckers ass was made for fucking," grunted Leroy pulling out real slow. It hurt more as he pulled out but he didn't pull out all the way before pushing it back in again stretching my poor asshole. "You know you got 10 inches of hard black cock up your ass bitch, and I'm gonna pound the shit right out of you," he said. He started pumping his cock faster and deeper making me grunt and moan, I could feel his large fingers digging into my flabby hips as he yanked my ass back onto his cock. "Ooh yeah baby move that ass, that's so fucking good," he moaned "Fucking white slut, take it up the ass." And he jammed it in hard on the word "ass". I happened to glance up and saw to my horror that Bob had a hard on in jeans, it poked up. He saw me and quickly looked down the fuck was getting off watching me get fucked, I though if he likes what he sees I might as well go for it. I lean my head up and back aching my back and making my ass stick up even more and cried out, "Yes, fuck me, fuck my ass you bastard," he grunted liking it, giving me a couple a hard jabs."Ooh that cock feels so good up my ass, come on come inside me," I panted.He went wild humping into my ass hard and fast making my whole body shack and rock, "Come bitch, come," he snarled down at me and I came on the spot hard. He banged into me another ten good trusts then I felt his cock grow and swell inside me as he pumped my ass full of hot spunk, he carried on until finally he jerked and shuck then pulled out.I felt the cool air around my open asshole, I looked up at Bob who had a strange look on his face. He looked at me and said "Slut" one word but it made me mad as hell. "Your little cock is still hard," I shot back and all the guys looked over at him. The big white guy spoke first, "Get his cock out whore, you can handle one more." The others said the same thing and Bob squirmed. I moved forward and pounced on his crotch, one of the lads grabbed him as I pulled his small cock out, it was rock hard but not even 5 inches. "Suck it for him slut, suck that little dick," snarled Leroy. I had never sucked Bob's cock before and he had never even asked me but now I gobbled his whole cock down in one go with ease after the other "real cocks" I'd just sucked. The asshole came in my mouth before I could show him how good I was at it. I was about to pull away but someone held my head in place forcing me to swallow a huge amount of spunk. I felt another cock press my open ass and then force its way in, when I glanced over my shoulder it was the first guy I sucked off. He didn't bother with foreplay and went straight into a rough hard fuck, he was very excited and I could feel my big ass wobble and rock every time he rammed into me."Fucking filthy whore, take it in the ass, yeah baby that's it take in good," he grunted really humping me. He lasted about five minutes and I don't remember everything after that as I was half conscious most of the time. I know all three fucked my ass and two came inside me all the while calling me a slut and whore and other insults which made me tip over the edge with each word. When I came to I was in bed and Bob had gone to work, I was sore all over with large bruises on my breasts and my ass and pussy full and really sore. It was not a dream and I knew that it would never be the same again after that, how much I didn't know but I was about to find out. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 25 |
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danaandjeff4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/danaandjeff4.txt | PART 4DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SIX"Take it off... Take it off..."Matt and Jeff chanted and Sara blushed. Dana took a drink of her Long Island Ice Tea wondering if her friend was actually going to do it.The next day hadn't been awkward after all. Nobody had brought it up. Of course it helped that they hadn't gotten out of bed until noon. They had decided to stay in at the water park instead of skiing which meant that they had been drinking pretty much all day.Poker had devolved to strip poker and now Sara was the first casualty. She had kept a long t-shirt, sacrificing her bra and panties in earlier losses. Dana was in her bikini. Matt was down to his boxer briefs. Jeff was in the best shape, only losing his socks.With a deep breath, Sara pulled her shirt off as the other three cheered.Dana gaze travelled down to her friend's ponderous breasts. She was more than happy with her own pert breasts, and she knew that Sara was jealous of Dana's petite build. But it was Sara who always drew men's stares when they went to the bars. The tall, blonde with curves with the extra weight in all the right places and always wearing a top that emphasized the now freed breasts.Dana thought they were even bigger than they had been in college. Each tipped with light pink aureoles and very perky nipples. Sara smiled defiantly around the table and Dana gave her friend a smile of support.Matt lost the next round and joined his girlfriend in being completely naked. Dana didn't get a very good look since she was sitting across from him, but she did catch that he was uncircumcised! She hadn't seen an uncut penis since eighth grade and that had been merely a glimpse during a Truth or Dare game.Dana lost the next game and decided to take her bottoms off, counting on the table for cover."Won't stop me!" Matt chortled with glee before peeking under the table. Dana looked over at Jeff, but his face was red only with laughter. Sara gave her boyfriend a mock punch, but even she ducked under the table teased, "Oh-la-la!"Sara lost the next hand and shrugged, immediately drawing Matt's and Jeff's eyes. "I've already lost my clothes."Matt nodded to Jeff. "He has the best hand. He gets to tell you what to do."Sara's eyes widened and Dana giggled.Jeff took a drink, his eyes glassy from the alcohol. "You have to give your boyfriend a lap dance for a minute."Matt's grin grew even wider as Sara shook her head, but then stood up. "I suppose it could be worse."An electric jolt shocked Dana; her friend was completely shaved! She wondered when that happened, but was incredibly sexy. Dana started to clap, and Sara danced to the beat.The blonde beauty swayed her hips as she made her way over to Matt. She leaned forward, grabbed her breasts, and shook them in his face. He cheered and leaned his face forward.Dana let out a catcall. "Go Sara!"Sara then turned and moved between his legs. She grabbed the arms of the chair and wiggled her hips seductively back and forth across Matt's lap. He reached up to grab her breasts, but she shook her head no with a laugh. "Sorry but there's no touching the dancers.""Time!"Sara stood up and walked primly back to her seat. Dana couldn't help but stare at Matt's fully erect cock. His head peeked through the foreskin as it stood straight out. It wasn't as thick as Jeff's but longer. She looked up and found Matt staring at her. Dana felt herself heat from blushing. Sara laughed, "Matt, do you need an ice pack for that?"Matt shook his head, but started to deal the next hand. Dana lost and blushed again from the catcalls as she removed her bikini top. She didn't have to look down to know that her nipples were rock hard.Unfortunately, she lost the next hand as well. Matt had the best hand and cackled evilly. He looked at Jeff and winked."You have to make out for one minute... with Sara!""What?" Dana protested. "Why can't I kiss Jeff?"Matt shook his head. "First, I get to make the demands since I have the best hand. Second, Jeff still has clothes on. Should he be 'punished' while he is still has so many clothes on?"Jeff laughed. "A command is a command Dana.""You better not think kissing me is a punishment!" She pouted but got up and walked over to Sara.Her friend smiled and whispered. "Just like Mardi Gras."Dana grinned at that memory. They had gone down to Mardi Gras their senior year with three other sorority sisters. They had all made out with each other on multiple occasions to get beads, get free drinks, and even because they were just drunk. It had been a blast and an outing they all remembered fondly.Dana leaned in and began making out with her friend. It had been a few years but she remembered how soft her friend's lips had felt. However she realized right away how different it was to kiss someone naked. Sara's breasts pressed against her, warm and strangely wonderful. She felt Sara's hands grab her hair, pulling her close and her tongue made her way into Dana's mouth. The brunette was a little surprised, but decided it was fun to give their boyfriends a show and she kissed the blond back with fervor. She was sure it went on longer than a minute, but finally Matt yelled time and they broke off. For good measure, Dana leaned back in and gave her friend one final peck before going back to her seat. Matt cheered and Jeff looked at her slightly slack jawed. When Dana sat down, she gasped silently as she slid slightly. That kiss had made her wet! To cover her surprise, she grabbed her glass and finished the rest of her drink. The alcohol burned and warmed her stomach.Dana shuffled the cards and gave a sigh of relief as Jeff lost and had to discard his shirt. The game was less stressful when it was still just strip poker! Jeff lost the next hand as well and was down to his boxers."Uh oh... looks like Jeff's junk will be out soon!" Sara stuck out her tongue.Matt laughed and poured out four shots."To naked poker!" He lifted his glass into the air."To naked poker!" They chorused, laughing.Matt lost the next hand and Dana won."Hmmm... what to have you do." Dana purred."Uh oh, you're in trouble now." Sara teased.Dana turned to her friend in mock anger. "Since you opened your mouth, you get to be Matt's toy. Put your hands flat on the table." After Sara had obeyed, she turned to the stocky man. "You get three minutes to touch Sara however you wish and she will not move. Go."Matt hurriedly got out of his chair and moved behind his girlfriend. He started by kneading her shoulders. Sara had began to relax under his ministrations. He moved his hands up and down her arms. Dana saw him whisper something in the blonde's ear. Sara bit her lip and nodded. His hand moved back to her shoulders and down her back. When they moved around to her chest, she leaned back, surrendering herself to the moment.Dana glanced over at Jeff. He was mesmerized by the erotic scene. She saw his hard on clearly straining against his boxers. Dana reached over and gave him a quick rub. Jeff looked back at her guiltily, but at her smile he relaxed. When Dana looked back, Sara had closed her eyes and Matt's hands were below the table.She hesitated for only a second before ducking under the table. Sara's thigh blocked her view, but Dana could clearly see Matt's hand moving rhythmically up and down. His other rubbed her thigh and then pulled it wide, giving Dana a perfect view. Two fingers disappeared within her friend and came out wet. Dana saw her friend's hips move in tandem to his thrusts. Flustered, Dana sat up. Sara's eyes were still closed, but Matt was looking her way with a grin. She looked over at Jeff and he still looked wide eyed, but his hand was rubbing his cock through his underwear."Time!" Dana tried to slow down her breath. Matt moved back to his seat, his erection flopping up and down. Sara's face was a mixture of disappointment and relief."Does anyone need another drink?" Sara looked around, red faced and chest heaving. Both Jeff and Matt nodded. "Dana?" Dana already felt woozy, but wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or the situation. Sara laughed. "A hesitation is a yes!"After the drinks were distributed, they dealt the next round. Dana took a long drink from her Long Island and looked at her cards. She threw them face down on the table and whispered. "Figures."Jeff arched an eyebrow. "Bad cards?"Dana shook her head. "I get a good hand and there's no way to raise in strip poker!"Matt challenged. "I'm sure we can figure a way... only if you really put up."Dana smiled. "What do you propose?""We can become the winner's servant for the night."Dana didn't even bother looking at her cards. She imagined how much fun it would to have Matt serving her drinks or rubbing her feet. "Done."Jeff took a sharp intake of breath and Sara oohed."Alright," Matt looked around the table. "Who's in?"Sara shook her head. Dana nodded. Jeff looked at her but folded as well.Matt grinned. "It looks like it's just you and me."Dana laughed and flipped over her cards... full house kings over nines.Sara clapped and Jeff let out a whoop.But that ended when Matt revealed his cards. Two, Three, Four, Five, Six... all clubs. Straight flush!Dana felt her stomach drop; she had lost!Matt shook his empty glass. "Time for a refill. Anyone else need a drink?" At their nods, Dana got up and got drinks for everyone. When she moved to go back to her seat, Matt shook his head. "Why don't you give your boyfriend a shoulder rub while we play.""But what about playing?""What do you have left to bet on?" Matt waggled his finger.Dana shrugged, feeling a little like she had been tricked. She spent the next few hands rotating around, giving shoulder rubs. When Jeff had lost a hand, she had had to make out with him for two minutes while grinding on his lap. She could feel her pussy make his shaft wet and left feeling very horny.Sara lost the next hand. Dana was ordered to sit on her lap, put her hands on the table, and not move.Jeff laughed. "Karma pay back!"Dana stuck her tongue out and sat on her friend's lap. She could feel Sara's breasts press into her back and her warm breath on the back of her neck. She looked over at the guys and both of them were staring, barely paying attention to the next hand. Sara reached over and scooped an ice cube out of her drink. Dana shivered as Sara slid the ice down her shoulder and circled the brunette's perky right breast. Dana gasped but refused to cave and kept her hands on the table. The ice moved to the nipple, the freezing fire was soon replaced with numbness. Sara moved the sliver of ice over to the left breast and then left nipple. She then cleared her throat, "Hon? Those cards won't deal themselves."Both guys let out nervous laughter but started the next round. Dana felt the trail of cold move down her stomach to her inner thigh. Dana gave a sharp intake of breath."Lucky for you the ice is all melted." Sara whispered in her ear.Her friend picked up her cards with her right hand but the left stayed below the table. Dana tried not to blush as the fingernails stroked her inner thigh. The blonde placed a bet and then returned, closer to Dana's pussy. After exchanging cards, Sara's fingers ran along the petite woman's labia. Dana gasped as two fingers easily slid in."Something wrong?" Matt leered.Dana shook her head, silently hoping both men would not look under the table."I fold." Sara threw her cards face down on the table. Her right hand began pinching Dana's rock hard nipples as the left continued to move in and out. Dana could feel the wetness trickle from between her legs and onto Sara's thigh. Pleasure began to build as Dana fought to keep her breath even. Closer and closer, her orgasm loomed."Nice hand Jeff!" Matt shook his head in admiration. He turned to the women. "Dana, why don't you get under the table and make sure your boyfriend is happy."Jeff looked shocked.Dana felt Sara's fingers slide out of her and a gentle push on her lower back. The orgasm that had been so close began to recede. Almost as if it were happening to someone else, Dana slipped under the table. She looked over and saw Matt's thin cock was completely hard, his hand slowly moving up and down.She moved across to Jeff. His penis was half erect and she grasped it with her right hand. She began to stroke it as she peeked up from under the table. He was looking down at her with a big grin.Dana watched his beautiful cock begin to harden and grow in her hands. Her other hand cupped and began to fondle his balls. She felt his sack tighten and she saw pre-cum glisten. She glanced around and angled his cock lower before giving his slit a lick. She looked up at Jeff and smiled impishly. Lust filled his face and she took in more of his shaft. Slowly, she worked up and down.She tasted more pre-cum. Was she going to get him to cum in front of everyone? The thought made her even more excited and she began to quicken her pace. In her hand, she felt his balls begin to contract. He was close!"Dana?" Matt's voice cut her though. "Dana?"She pulled back. "Uh.... Yeah?""I won the hand."Confused, Dana hesitated and glanced in his direction. She saw he had widened his legs and had his hand around his cock, stroking it."Time to keep me happy while we play."Dana looked up at Jeff, but he didn't look down, instead his gaze shifted back and forth between Matt and Sara.Jeff cleared his throat. "Maybe it's time to end the game.""That hardly seems fair. After all, I won the bet against Dana and only you and Sara have any fun with it." Dana couldn't see his face, but his voice brimmed with lust. "I tell you what, we can end the game after this next hand.""That sounds fair, right Jeff?" Sara chimed in."I guess." He looked down at Dana and she gave him a smile.She then moved over to Matt. Hesitantly, she reached out to touch his cock, her fingertips moving along his shaft. His hand grabbed her wrist and guided her hand til it grabbed his cock. She began to stroke it! It was so strange after only playing with Jeff's cock for so long. She leaned closer to get a closer look. He must be so turned on, pre-cum freely leaked down, wetting her hand.Dana glanced up and Matt stared back down, full of lust. She smiled and leaned forward to get more comfortable. He must have mistaken her intention because he grabbed his cock and brushed it across her lips. Dana was about to protest when she felt a hand on the back of her head, pressing down. Was that Sara's hand? Dana opened her mouth and Matt slid in."Oh..." Matt gasped. His hand moved from his cock and to the back of her head, replacing the hand that had been there. In a haze of horniess, Dana sucked Matt's cock though he controlled the pace. His hand grasped her hair, dictating a faster and faster pace. Dana just tried to keep being able to breathe through her nose. Matt clearly wanted to cum before the hand finished. Lust, confusion, and excitement warred within her. The hand tightening on her hair was only warning she had before her mouth filled with cum. Instinctively she began to swallow. Dana couldn't believe how much he came! After the fifth or sixth spurt, she merely tried to keep pace.Finally, he began to soften and the hand released her hair. She sat back and realized that both Jeff and Sara had been watching! Dana blushed as Sara sat back up. She looked at Jeff, but his face was unreadable. However, he was still rock hard. Almost bashfully, Dana moved back over to her boyfriend and grabbed his shaft. When he didn't say anything, she leaned forward and began to suck. The least she could do was to make sure Jeff got off too. She took him deep. Dana knew he liked that. Vaguely she heard the scrape of chairs and realized that Matt and Sara were both watching her work, but she didn't care. She wanted Jeff to have a mindblowing blowjob. Her hand cupped his balls, gently rolling them with her fingers. Each time she went down, she felt his head bang against the back of her throat. She forced herself not to gag and each time, she tried taking him deeper and deeper. Jeff moaned and she felt his hands on the back of her head, moving her faster. Dana felt something tickling her nose. She opened her eyes to see it was his pubic hair. Each time now she was taking him to the hilt. She felt of tremor of pleasure at the accomplishment and sucked harder. "I'm cumming baby!" Jeff grabbed her head and exploded. Dana swallowed his cum greedily. As she softened, she licked all around his balls and swirled her tongue around his head to make sure she didn't miss a drop."Wow." Sara breathed. "That was so hot."Dana turned to see that her friend was fingering herself. The tall, curvy blond had moved to the floor. One hand rubbed her clit in a circular motion while the other kept pinching her nipples. No matter how many times they had kissed or showered, Dana had never looked at her friend like a sexual being.Now, she was a veritable goddess of lust. Dana couldn't believe just how beautiful and exciting her friend looked.Matt was still in his chair, sitting back, clearing enjoying the view. "You should help Sara get off."Dana looked at Matt confused, and then looked at Jeff. He nodded. "You are on a roll, why stop now?"Dana crawled towards her friend. Sara smiled and they kissed. Their tongues danced and once again, the petite woman felt her friend's curves hotly press against her body. She moved a hand, weighing the blonde's boob heavy in her hand. Dana ran her fingernails lightly encircling her friend's breast. She moved it up to twist her nipples and Sara groaned with pleasure.Dana decided to be adventurous and moved down to those breasts. She kissed and licked them. There were so much of them! She grabbed the right boob by the nipple and lifted it so she could lick under. Sara's hands clasped the brunette's head as Dana continued to work the underside. To Dana's surprise, she felt Sara's hands push her down. She let herself be guided down, kissing her way down the blonde's curves. The brunette felt a flutter in her stomach as she gazed at the shaven pussy inches from her face. Sara's labia puffed out more than Dana's own, and Dana leaned forward entranced. It was different from her own, yes but beautiful. And it glistened. Glistened from her friend's lust.Tentatively, she poked her tongue out and tasted. It wasn't strong and Dana had tasted herself on boyfriends' mouths many times. This wasn't much different. She delved in deeper with her tongue. Sara's aroma filled her and she inserted a finger with her tongue."Oh yeah Dana! Right there!" Sara gasped and clutched at the her friend's head.To her surprise, Dana felt fingers enter her own pussy. She was so wet, it was easy for both fingers to enter her to the hilt. They began to move in and out and Dana realized that her body was unconsciously mimicking the motion. Pushing her ass back to meet the thrusts, she continued to lick the shaved pussy in front of her."Keep licking!"Another pair of hands caressed her perky breasts. Each twist of the fingers sent an electric shock of pleasure through her body."Oh god!"Dana felt her own pleasure build. Each jab of the fingers caused a bigger and bigger wave. Her nipples were now hot and buzzing as the hands moved back and forth to each breast. "So close! Dana, keep licking!"An intense orgasm ripped through Dana's body. She moaned as her pussy clamped down on the fingers and ecstatic bliss shot from her groin to her breasts and back. Her body shivered from the pleasure and she tried to catch her breath.Dana must have stopped licking because Sara growled in frustration and roughly pulled Dana's face into her hot pussy. Dana struggled to breath as she renewed her oral attach on her friend. The fingers in Dana's pussy had eased up but the ones on her tips continued to twist and pull."Lick me!"Dana licked faster. Her tongue found Sara's clit and she pressed harder and quicker."Oh yeah!"Dana felt Sara's hand clutch at her, but she didn't stop her oral onslaught. She felt the wetness increase and she redoubled her efforts."Don't stop!"The petite woman licked and felt Sara's thighs begin to tremble."YES!"Her shaved pussy convulsed and Dana's mouth was overcome with juices. It was so different than from a guy! She felt it run down her chin, but there was no choking or need to swallow. Instead, she let her tongue play up and down, skating around her friend pussy until Sara finally released her head. The other hands moved away as well and Dana sat up."Well that was certainly an interesting game!" Matt laughed. Sara looked up at him with a dreamy smile and nodded.Dana took Jeff's hand and stood up. Leaning against him, they headed for bed.DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-ONEJeff lay on his back drinking in the sight of Dana riding him. She usually looked at him at times like this. But tonight she had closed her eyes as she climbed on his cock and began to ride him. He caressed her body with his hands. This time there was no spanking or twisting. Just a gentle touch drinking in her curves.Up and down she moved. He felt her pussy's hot embrace with each deep thrust. Jeff's hands slid down to her hips. Grabbing Dana at the waist, he began to pick up the pace.She leaned forward, her hair falling over him. From deep within, he heard her moan quietly.Again and again, he moved her up and down. Harder and harder. Her hands clawed at his shoulders. He felt her pussy contract and she collapsed on top of him. He wouldn't let her stop though, pistoning into her at a frantic pace."Jeff..." Dana purred.One last thrust and he came. He came deep, clutching her to him. Melded together, they panted with their limbs wrapped around each other.Finally, Dana pulled herself up and met Jeff's eyes. "You really want to do this?"He broke the gaze. "I'm sorry Dana."Dana got up and put on her clothes without another word.Jeff laid there, embarrassed now. He rolled off his bed and got on a pair of sweat pants. He tried to put his hands on her shoulders, but she knocked them away."II'm just... You are just too wild for me." Jeff shrugged. "Whatever." Dana waved him away. "Where's my purse?""Here it is." He picked it up and handed it to her.Their fingers touched and gazes met."Good bye." Dana turned and walked out the door.The End?Have comments? Sure you do! Write to [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 68 |
akind.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/akind.txt | I guess ours isn't an unusual story, Paul and I married in 1990, I was a silly eighteen year old girl and Paul was twenty, just starting his own building business and married life in the same year. I didn't have a career as such, just spent my forty hours a week in an un-demanding office job, earning minimum wage but it didn't matter as Paul was doing very well in his 'one-man-band' building operation.All went 'normally', well, unremarkably, I didn't fall pregnant as I, or should I say everybody expected, I did try, we tried to start our family but nothing happened in the first ten years of marriage and at twenty eight years old I was beginning to feel that I would never get to have a child of my own. We had done all the tests, fertility and everything; there was nothing wrong with either of us that the doctors could find.Two things happened that changed things, you could say kick-start things off, Paul brought a laptop computer for the millennium, his present to himself and we got a new next-door neighbour, Tom. Tom was twenty years older than Paul but looked exactly the same age, he was so tanned that when he moved in I thought he was Asian.A week after moving in, Tom had a house warming party, the only people there were from our street, he didn't appear to have any local friends; our street only had eight houses on it, built on a triangle of land bounded on one side by a railway line and the other by a major road. Tom's and our house were on one side of the road, backing on to a wood lined railway and the other six houses were built on the other side of the road. It's strange but we had lived in the street for ten years without ever really having anything to do with our neighbours, the other families all had children which was possibly why we had so little in common and also explained why at ten O'clock there was only Tom, Paul and I left in Tom's house.That's when Tom opened up, lots of alcohol had flowed and it seemed to lubricate Tom's mouth, we learned a lot about Tom's thirty years in the Army, the reason for his deep tan was working for more than ten years in the middle east impersonating an Arab. I was impressed at Tom's intelligence, he spoke fluent Arabic and had many books in his bookcase written in Arabic, French and German, Tom was also mega-fit, Paul had spent ten years working hard as a builder and I thought he was fit but Tom made him look like a weakling.When we got home I felt guilty, I realised that I wanted sex with Paul, but Paul hadn't been the one who had made me so excited, Tom had done that, I also knew that Paul would have been very suspicious if I had asked for sex or initiated the act in any way, I had never done anything like that in the ten years we had been married, in bed I lay awake, I couldn't get the image of Tom out of my head.I could tell that Paul was sleeping soundly and allowed my fingers to stray between my legs, I didn't take my panties off, just hooked a finger under the leg-elastic and allowed it to slip into my vagina. I was surprised at just how wet I was down there and just how quickly I climaxed, I wanted to drive myself into a full blown climax but settled for a gentle shuddering orgasm, I didn't want to disturb Paul and get caught in that situation, then I slept, still very frustrated but at least the edge of my sexual tension had been blunted.Paul started to spend more and more time chatting to people in chat rooms, most wives would have bitched about that but not me, we had been going through a slack period, sexually, we had done all the 'fuck when the time is optimum', fuck and then me stand on my head, Paul in boxers for twelve months to let the cooling air circulate around his balls. After all that it was no wonder that we had just both given up making the effort, given up loving, we shared the same bed, sere still best friends, I'm sure there was no other woman in Paul's life and there was no other man in mine, we had simply given up.Then it started, Paul had spent most of one Saturday on the computer, I was reading a book, I noticed from time to time that Paul's typing speed increased, he was getting very into his conversations, I also noticed that as his typing speed increased his trousers formed a little tent, I pretended to read and watched Paul closely, he was definitely getting turned on quite a lot as he typed. At midnight I decided to call it a night and go to bed, Paul had often continued chatting on the Internet for an hour or more after I threw in the towel and went up to bed but not tonight, Paul switched off the computer and was in bed by the time I came out of the toilet. Paul began kissing and stroking me as soon as I got into bed, he was more demonstrative even than on our wedding night, he was both loving and bestial, we made love and fucked, Paul pushed and pulled me into more positions than I thought possible, at around one thirty in the morning I realised that even though I had been taken to many orgasms Paul still hadn't climaxed at all. Paul was talking dirty, telling me what he wanted to try, doing things that he had never done before, then he got a glint in his eye, he hopped off the bed and pulled my head to the edge of the bed, he pressed his cock against my lips but I refused to open my mouth, he took himself in his hand, pumped his cock hard a few times and then fired off his sperm all over my face. I wasn't sure whether I was disgusted or turned on, I thought that perhaps after such a great sex session I should have opened my lips and allowed him to do as he wished but that was one step too far, then as I took jet after jet of red hot semen all over my face I wished I had given in, the thick salty fluid burned my eyes slightly and I knew that it would have been better to have it in my mouth than all over my face, I'd have to go and wash again, I also watched as his cock shrank back as soon as it had finished firing all over my face and knew that the session had ended.Paul was sleeping by the time I had cleaned myself up, changed my nighty and used the toilet, I didn't sleep for hours, I realised that the sudden awakening in Paul's sex drive was as a result of 'adult chats' to people in the chat rooms he had spent most of the day talking too, did it really matter why my husband fucked me the way he had, what had been the catalyst, and did it really matter that the sex wasn't designed to procreate, his seed had washed all over my face rather than into my womb.I had never seen him masturbate before, I knew that he had done it while we were courting, we would kiss and cuddle and then he would go to the toilet before seeing me safely home, I knew back then that he was masturbating himself instead of risking going too far before our wedding night and I respected him for it, but since our wedding day all sex had been designed to produce a new life, or at least try too, however unsuccessfully.I woke at nine O'clock on Sunday morning, I'd love the opportunity to sleep late on a Sunday but the lawn mowers, trimmers and DIY fanatics in the area put paid to that concept. Paul's space at my side was not only empty but cold too, usually I would have got up, used the toilet then dressed before going down stairs, today was slightly different, I was very sore between my legs from Paul's more bestial excesses of Saturday night, I would probably need a long soak in the bath to ease the soreness, maybe even a salt water bath, I'd have to see how I felt after my first cup of coffee. I had a dressing gown on the back of the bedroom door; it was the 'emergency' cover in case the house ever caught fire in the middle of the night, I would never normally dream of walking around the house in such a state of undress but today I decided to risk it. I went from toilet to kitchen and made coffee and toast and took Paul a tray through to the living room with coffee, toast and preserves, I carried the try through the dining room and on into the living room, this meant that I was approaching Paul from behind.I managed to read quite a bit of his conversation with someone called "Lincolnshire Poacher", Paul was complaining that I hadn't sucked his cock the previous night, even thought he had pleasured me for over an hour, Lincolnshire Poacher's reply was simple, "Don't fuck the bitch again until she's sucked you then!"I was very shocked to see that Paul was sitting on the sofa wearing just his boxer shorts, he was obscured from the window by the trolley his laptop stood on, as I sat on the sofa, on his right hand side, I looked at the large picture window in front of me and realised that anyone walking in front of the house would be able to see me sitting there dressed in only my dressing gown and nighty, I really needed to put up some net curtains to maintain a little privacy, not that I generally sat around dressed this way. Paul finished his coffee and pushed the laptop trolley away from him.I looked at the window now, nervously, Paul could now be seen from the road, I wasn't sure why I was so worried about us being seen in our own living room dressed the way we were but I was never really comfortable unless correctly dressed. Paul turned to me and began kissing me, I felt the slightest of tugs as he untied the chord holding my dressing gown closed, he pushed my dressing gown wide open and slipped his left hand onto my breasts as his right hand slipped behind my head. Paul's left hand was massaging my breasts much too hard and pulling my face against his much too hard too. After a few minutes Paul's left hand started to wander down my body, he started pulling my nighty up and as he exposed my panties I heard a sound that made me freeze, Tom, the guy who lived next door started his petrol lawnmower up, he was starting to cut the grass on his front lawn, there was almost no place on his front lawn that he couldn't see into our living room. There was a sudden stabbing pain between my legs as Paul's fingers started to invade my body, I pushed his hand away and told him that I was too sore after the previous nights excesses.Paul pulled away from me, he looked wounded, this had been the first time I had ever rejected him, there were two reasons that I didn't want Paul to have sex with me in the living room, I had chosen the one I thought most reasonable, the other reason was that I didn't want to be caught in a compromising position by one of our neighbours. Maybe I should have mentioned that reason too, Paul got a strange glint In his eye, then he started pulling my head towards his lap with his right hand as he pulled the front of his boxers down with his left hand, he was rock hard and rampant, my lips were bumping up against his cock head in seconds, I considered my usual response, keeping my mouth closed but I remembered the message from Lincolnshire Poacher and opened my mouth, "Ouch, don't let your teeth scrape against it!" Paul said through gritted teeth.My head was being pressed down lower and lower, I had both hands working flat out trying to keep my dressing gown closed and my nighty covering as much of my body as possible then his cock head suddenly hit the back of my throat, I had to leave my nighty and dressing gown to fend for themselves, I needed both hands to push back off of the seat cushion to prevent choking on his cock. Paul was giving me lots of directions, like "close your lips on the shaft", "suck", "Lick the shaft" and "Lick the head". It wasn't at all unpleasant, nothing like as horrible as I had always imagined it, then there was a sudden bitter salty taste, Paul was nowhere near his climax so it must have been a shot of pre-cum, then things started hotting up with Paul, I was managing to keep my head high enough to stop his cock hitting the back of my throat but then Paul started to lift his bottom up off of the couch seat, he was getting very excited, his upward thrusting was increasing and he kept striking my oesophagus with his cock head, trying to remember all of Paul's instructions and the constant pressure of his cock in my mouth, hitting the back of my throat I forgot all about Tom next door cutting his grass and getting closer all the time to seeing Paul and I 'performing' on the sofa. There was a sudden rush of thick, bitter, salty fluid filling my mouth, there was little room for it in my mouth and I was forced to swallow quickly to prevent choking on it, Paul shuddered, every muscle in his body went into spasm and he forced his thighs up higher than ever and his cock head engaged with my oesophagus and I felt a jet of scalding hot fluid injected directly into my throat followed by a second and a third. As Paul's cock shrunk and fell from my mouth I was suddenly aware of two things, one, the taste in my mouth was totally foul and I desperately needed to brush my teeth, gargle with mouthwash and then brush my teeth again, two, Tom's lawnmower had stopped moving, the engine was just ticking over and it sounded very close to our living room window. I looked in the direction of the sound; Tom was standing, looking directly at me, resting on the handle of his lawnmower. My eyes flashed quickly down my body, I was trying to push myself up into a sitting position but Paul was still holding me down, my dressing gown was wide open, the bottom of my nighty was bunched up around my waste and my panties were totally on display to anyone passing the window. I broke free from Paul's grip, "I need a bath in salt water, and gargle with mouthwash", I said, Paul just smiled at me, I had managed to cover myself up and looked out at Tom, he smiled at me and waved his hand, then he pulled the clutch lever on the mower, it jerked into life and he turned away and continued to cut the grass.In the bath I couldn't get the image of Tom from my mind, he had seen me at my worst and it looked like he had enjoyed what he saw, even though I was sore between my legs, and I certainly couldn't use the excuse to myself that it had been a very long time since I had sex, I slipped soapy fingers into my body and began to masturbate myself for the second time in my life, and for the second time in my life the image that flooded through my mind as I pleasured myself was that of Tom and not my husband Paul.The sun was beating down, I was wrapped in just a towel, I had pleasured myself for so long that the salty water I had been bathing in had turned cold, I looked into the back garden, the sun looked wonderful, I should have dressed and then done my housework but instead I made myself a long drink of white wine and lemon aid with a mountain of ice in the glass, I took the drink into the garden and set up a lounger and table.I had intended to go back into the house and put on a t-shirt and jogging trousers but the sun began to heat my body through the towel and I decided that just a few minutes in my towel would be OK, the only people who would see me would be passing by at eighty miles an hour on the main railway line behind my garden, oh and maybe Tom from next door, but I had heard his car leave the close while I had been masturbating in the bath. I drank the wine mix in a few sips, it was eleven o'clock in the morning and I was drinking alcohol in my back garden."Are you OK?" "Sally!" I felt a hand shaking my shoulder, "Sally, are you OK?" I had fallen asleep in the heat of the sun and began a wonderful alcohol induced dream about the wonderful Tom, Then Tom's face came into view, I didn't know if I was still dreaming or awake, "Are you OK?" I suddenly snapped too, I was awake, Tom had stepped over the low fence separating our gardens and was shaking me awake, then I realised there was a bigger problem, the towel that had been covering me at eleven o'clock had fallen completely open and the sun had severally burned my body, it was almost three pm and I was glowing like I was radio-active. Tom called out to Paul in the house but there was no answer, Paul had been called out while I was in the bath and he had left a note saying he would be back as soon as he could but I had missed it totally as I had just assumed he was playing with his friends on the internet. "You need to go to the hospital! I've seen what the sun can do to European skin." Tom took me to casualty, I had dressed in a white Indian cotton dress, I had no underwear on as it was too painful, as I left the house and got into Tom's car I realised that the dress was almost see through, in the past I had only ever worn it with a blouse and slip under it, I couldn't worry about the propriety of it all, I was in too much pain. Tom took me to the hospital but Paul turned up to take me home, I was very disappointed, the hospital had given me a morphine based painkilling injection and about a gallon of liquids to replace the lost fluids from my sunburn accident, and I was feeling very giggly, very happy and very horny, if Tom had taken me home I would have offered him something, maybe even offered to suck him off even though I didn't really practice it, the rest of my body would have been out of bounds due to the severe burns, maybe I could have gone on all fours for him and taken him doggy style.My body was out of action for a month, the problem for Paul was that because of my tender skin I was walking around the house almost nude all the time, even panties were too much for me to put up with, I was bored because I couldn't go to work, Paul was super horny from seeing me scantily clad all the time and from his conversations with the Lincolnshire poacher and his other friends on the Internet. I got use to giving Paul a daily blow job, he wanted it more than once a day but I put my foot down. I got quite good at bringing him off, learnt what he liked, how to make him climax quickly, how to hold him back, teasing him to a mind blowing orgasm, I even got use to the taste of sperm, not like it but get to not mind, I also became able to take his cock into my oesophagus without choking or even gagging. Tom and I had coffee every day, usually within minutes of Paul leaving for work, Tom made it quite clear that he would love to have sex with me, no one had actually ever said the words, "I want to fuck your ass off" to me before, Paul had never mentioned wanting to fuck me verbally, with him it was all body language, he had verbalised his orgasmic tension during sex but never come out cold and asked for it, Tom did though.My convalescence had been over about a month when Paul came in and told me that Tom had invited us to dinner on Friday night, Tom had held two parties for everyone in the close since his introductory party, I had declined his invitation due to my illness but now there was no impediment.When Paul and I arrived I was surprised to find a strange woman opening the door to Tom's house, the neighbours hadn't all been invited, just Paul, I and this... tall, perfectly formed young woman, "Hi, I'm Rachael, Tom's daughter. You must be Paul!" Rachael extended her hand to Paul, she ignored me totally, Rachael and Paul were still holding hands making small talk ten minutes later when Tom called us into the dining room to eat. Paul sat next to Rachael and I sat by Tom, the meal was simple, stake with dressed salad, the stake was unbelievable, my knife slipped through it like a hot knife through butter, to Paul and Rachael Tom and I didn't exist at all, Tom told me that his daughter was twenty years old, very experienced sexually. Tom had his hand on my knee within seconds of us sitting next to each other, I looked nervously at Paul to see if he noticed, and if he did what his reaction would be, he didn't notice at all and before I was half way through my stake Tom's fingers were easing my knickers aside to explore my inner folds. He had flipped the hem of my dress onto my waste so that he could see my knickers and the hairs that tried, unsuccessfully, to hide my sex from view. We didn't get to sweet, Tom suggested to Rachael that she should show Paul her music selection and let him chose something to listen too, as they left the room he said, "They'll be in bed fucking before the first chorus is over!" I let Tom kiss me for the first time, he led me up stairs to his bedroom, stopping briefly at the door to the room his daughter was sleeping in during her visit, the sound of sex was quite clear during the silent passages in the music. Tom took me into his room; he undressed me totally, kissed every inch of my body as he undressed me. Tom was gentle, powerful, loving, inventive, extroverted, and willing to teach me everything he loved about sex, I was worried that Paul would finish fucking Rachael and then come looking for me but Tom assuaged my fears, "I've never known Rachael to let a new fuck partner out of her room in less than three hours, and I asked her to take her time with Paul." His words and smile put me totally at ease.Tom may have been old but he knew how to fuck, he took me to the edge of many climaxes, taking me to that point where I was breathless but not quite into a proper climactic state, after two hours he started to fuck me with animal passion, drove me into a screaming banshee of a woman, I had never made those sounds in my life before, Tom had used his eight inch cock to drive me to the very edge of insanity and then allow me down only to drive me onward again. I used my new found skill to give Tom pleasure with my mouth; he managed to get the head of his cock all the way into my throat before firing his seed deep into my belly without leaving the nasty salty taste in my mouth.I was ready to get dressed, Tom had given me two hours of pleasure and I had given him one climax I was expecting everything to be over now that Tom had fired his seed into my throat. "Are you finished?" I was shocked that it was Tom asking me that question, "I thought that because you have had your climax you would want to go to sleep now!" Tom shook his head, "Let's just check what Paul and Rachael are up to first!" Tom said. Tom led me by the hand out on to the landing, I could hear music and the sound of sex, Tom eased the door open and we both peeked into the bedroom, I didn't feel at all uncomfortable being nude in Tom's house, I did feel a little uncomfortable standing there with Tom naked too, standing looking into the bedroom where my husband was fucking a woman almost half his age, Paul looked terrible, just over two hours of sex was four times longer than he had ever performed with me and he looked like it was starting to show on his body.Tom left his daughters door open and started to fuck me standing there within feet of my husband and his daughter, if Paul had looked up he would have been able to see me taking Tom's very large erection into my pussy as we both stood there face to face. ~Tom lifted my legs one at a time so that he was now carrying me with my legs around his waste; he carried me slowly into his bedroom, fucking one stroke into me with each step.Tom almost threw me onto his bed and then he did a swallow dive on top of me, he fucked me with great power and force, I was picturing the image of Paul and Rachael in my mind as Tom fucked me, I lost track of time, even though Paul could have tired any moment and come looking for me, Tom was a typical man, it would be perfectly OK for him to take the young woman up on her offer for sex, after all she couldn't make him pregnant, and just as the thought of pregnancy passed through my mind Tom's sperm started to pass through my cervix and deep into my womb, I was actually screaming at the top of my lungs as a magnificent orgasm ripped through my own body just as Tom was climaxing into my body, I had felt nothing like that in all my life. Suddenly Tom's bedroom door opened and I actually felt my heart stop beating, it had to be Paul, alerted to my infidelity with Tom by the baying and screaming that I was doing, I held my breath and then relaxed, it was Rachael walking into her father's bedroom, Tom pulled his softening cock from my pussy, I had expected him to want to cover us both up as his daughter walked in but he seemed to be perfectly happy for his daughter to see the two of us nude, as she was perfectly happy for her father and I to see her totally nude. "Oww! Daddy, you've finished without me!" Tom just smiled at his daughter, "Sorry darling." Was all Tom said to his daughter. "Paul's sleeping; I think he has over tired himself!" Rachael said as she slipped onto Tom's bed by my side, she slid closer to me and pressed her mouth to my ear to kiss me there and then to whisper "Did he fill you right up?" I didn't respond to her, I did feel myself blush, the heat of my embarrassment turning my face a bright scarlet. Rachael didn't wait for an answer from me, she had already decided on finding out for herself, Rachael slipped down the bed and started kissing and sucking my breasts, I froze to the spot, in my head I was screaming out, "What the fuck are you doing to me you freaky bitch!" But I couldn't get any words out of my mouth, all I could do was lie there still as a board. Rachael kissed her way down my body and when she got to my pussy she started to lick deeply to get at her fathers deposit that he had left in the 'Bank of Sally's pussy'."Mmmmm, he's been saving himself for you for quite some time judging from the taste in here!" I was trying to disappear from view into Tom's mattress until his daughter finally pressed the right buttons inside of my body, I started to climax all over again, Rebecca worked on my pussy with her mouth as she turned her body through one-hundred and eighty degrees and lifted her leg over my head and lowered her pussy down to my mouth, expecting me to reciprocate the oral loving on her, she drove my pussy a little harder and I did reciprocate, eating my husband's sperm from Rachael's body, I didn't take her anywhere close to the orgasmic plateau that she had taken me too, she was obviously very well experienced in performing oral sex on a woman and this was my first ever time.I decided that I couldn't take any more pleasure and was collecting my clothes together, Tom suggested that as Paul was sleeping I should just go into his daughters room and get into her bed with him, Rachael would stop in her fathers room with him, he had watched Rachael and I having oral sex for thirty minutes and as I left the room I noticed that Tom had his full erection once again, as I slipped quietly from Tom's room I was aware of the sounds of sex coming from the room behind me.I looked over my shoulder and saw father and daughter on the bed together and Tom was pounding his cock instantly into his daughters body, I wish I could have had the courage to stop and watch, it would have been a big blast to see two people fucking but the thought of the incest issue made me scurry away to lie by my husband's side. I slipped into an instant sleep, my body relaxed, all traces of frustration gone, I managed to get into bed without Paul even feeling me arrive.It was still dark in the morning when Paul rolled over onto the top of my body and started fucking me wildly, it took several thrusts before I woke up fully and turned the light on, Paul seemed genuinely shocked to see that it was my lying under him, he knew from the bed that he wasn't at home and I definitely got the feeling that Paul had hoped that the woman now under him was the twenty year old girl and not his enchant wife, then he smiled and started fucking me a little gentler and took me to a gentle orgasm before filling my pussy with his spunk.I hope you liked my little swinging story, if I get enough reaction from this story there will be another story at least.END |
second.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/second.txt | Chapter 1---------Jen slipped her hand inside her panties. She slightly parted her legs as her fingers reached her clit."Wow! Honey, you're going to have to let me read that book when you're finished!"Jen flushed and pulled her hand from her panties. "I thought you were asleep?"Mike laughed. "I was but I kept feeling your body tense each time you turned a page in that book." Mike turned onto his elbow and slipped his hand into his wife's lace panties and felt her wet pussy slit. She arched her hips against his hand as she turned and kissed his lips."Tell me about the book. Is it anything like the cover?""It's about a white couple that moves to Africa. They're been married for twenty years and the wife has an affair with a black man."Mike laughed. "What happens, the wife ends up loving big black cock?""Honey, this is serous. It's actually based on a true story."Mike lightly kissed his wife. "Okay, go on.""Well, the couple is having some problems. I mean, they still love each other, but it's almost turned into a platonic relationship. The wife is frustrated by this, and gets seduced by the black man.""What happens next? Does she fall in love with the black guy, and leave her husband?""No, it's much more complicated than that! The husband gets jealous, and tries to win his wife back by becoming a better husband and lover.""Does it work out?"Jen's face brightened. "Actually, it does! They learn a lot about themselves which improves their marriage. They even end up becoming friends with the black man. It's much more complicated. You really have to read the book." Mike rolled on top of his wife and kissed her. "So, are you planning on letting a black guy seduce you?"Jen playfully pushed her hand against Mike's chest. "Hey, are you trying to tell me that we have a bad marriage?"Mike paused. In fact, their sex life hadn't been so great lately. With their busy work schedules, they hadn't had sex in weeks. But he didn't want to get into that, so he said, "No, I'm just wondering why the book turned you on so much."Jen shyly looked away from her husband. "I'm not sure."Mike grinned knowingly. "I think I know. Remember last summer when I caught you staring at that black guy at the beach?"Jen flushed. "I wasn't staring.""Well, you were burning a hole through his swim suit!" Mike said, laughing."I was not!""You were too! It turned you on so much you practically raped me when we got back to the room.""Well, I remember you were pretty horny too." She reached down between them and cupped her husband's dick, which was hard. "I think you'd like to see a black guy screw me," she teased."Maybe I would," Mike replied as threw off his briefs and positioned himself between his wife's legs. "Pretend like I'm a big black stud."Jen giggled. "Yeah, fuck me with your big black cock," she playfully cooed.Their lovemaking was more passionate than usual. As Jen neared her orgasm she clenched her eyes tightly closed. Mike imagined that she was probably fantasizing about what happened in the book, or maybe about the black guy from the beach.Afterwards, Mike lay in the dark, thinking. Finally he asked, "That black guy really got you excited, didn't he?" But Jen didn't answer, she was already sleeping.Jen left at daybreak the next morning for an early appointment. Mike showered and was drying off as he walked into the bedroom searching for clean underwear. He smiled when he saw the recent pictures of Jen on top of the dresser that were taken at their twentieth anniversary party.He picked up the stack of photos and started looking through them. Thefirst one was of Jen and their daughter Lynne together. Mike smiled ashe thought how people were right when they always mistook them for sistersrather than mother and daughter.Jen was 41 and their daughter had just turned 19, but Jen could easily pass as Lynne's older sister. In fact they played that trick last year on someone when they dropped Lynne off at college. Mike stared at his wife in the picture. He always had a hard time taking his eyes off her, she was so pretty. Jen's appearance had barely changed since they had met 20 years ago. She still wore her blonde hair just past her shoulders, and took care of her body, working out on a daily basis. Mike put the photos down and opened the top drawer of Jen's dresser and smelled the aroma of her perfume.He picked up a black bra and sniffed the aroma of Jen's favorite perfume. He glanced at the little tag on the bra which said "34C."Jen was a petite five-three. Mike loved her long slim legs that seemed to go on forever and ever. Her sexy thin ankles and tiny feet always drove him crazy. Jen hated it when he tried to play around and kiss her feet and ankles but it turned him on.Mike thought about the night before. Jen was right, he did get aroused thinking of her with a well hung black man. He had always had that fantasy, but had never had the courage to come out and admit it to her.Later that day on the way home from work, Mike stopped at a video store. He went into the adult section and picked out an X-rated movie about interracial sex. It took him awhile but he finally found one where the girl resembled Jen."I have a surprise for you," Mike said later that night after they had gotten into bed. Mike put the video into the VCR and then got back into bed and kissed his wife. Jen snuggled up next to Mike as the movie started. Mike wrapped his arm around Jen's shoulder, and she rested her hand on his thigh near his cock. The blonde came on the screen, and she was petite like Jen, with long slim legs and perky tits. She wore her blonde hair just like Jen, about shoulder length, and even her eyes were the same color as Jen's.The movie didn't have much of a plot. The husband encouraged his wife, the blonde, to let a black guy pick her up. In the next scene the husband and wife were in a bar, and the pretty blonde wife was approached by one guy after another, almost all black. Then the married couple went to their hotel room accompanied by one of the black guys from the bar.The black guy was wearing pants and a tee shirt and raised his arms to take off the tee shirt revealing his muscular chest. The guy took off his pants to reveal a huge thick black cock. Mike could feel Jen gasp as she watched the black man's cock get even bigger as the blonde began to stroke him."Jen, that guy's cock is huge!" Mike said as he carefully watched his wife's face for a reaction. Jen nodded but didn't say anything. She was intently watching what was happening on the TV. Mike saw that her breathing was getting heavier.Mike slipped his hand inside Jen's panties as they watched the black man suck on the blonde's nipples. Jen parted her legs, but didn't take her eyes off the screen where the blonde wife kept stroking the black man's cock. He seemed to get even bigger, and the big head glistened with pre-cum. The blonde lowered her head and took the black cock in her mouth, and Mike saw Jen's lips slightly part, like she was imagining that she was sucking the black man's cock.The blonde could only get the tip of the black man's cock in her mouth, he was so big. The man pulled away and then got between the blonde's legs. He pushed his cock into her, but it took a few minutes before he was all the way in. Then the black man started to furiously fuck the wife.Jen pulled Mike towards her. "Honey, I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you inside me."Mike quickly got on his knees and positioned himself between Jen's legs and drove himself inside her wet pussy in one long push. Jen quickly wrapped her legs around her husband's ass feeling his stiff cock inside her."That's it, Mike. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me.""You're so wet. You got really excited watching that big black cock, didn't you?""Yes, it turned me on! Please fuck me hard."Mike hadn't seen his wife so excited in years. He sensed she was close to cumming."Oh god Mike! Fuck me! Oh god... I'm cumming!"Mike could feel Jen's pussy grasping his cock. She was tight the way he liked it and very skilled with using her pussy muscles. "That's it. Pretend I'm that black man inside you right now. Do you want me to cum inside you?""Oh god yes! You're so hard! You feel so good! I want you to shoot it! I want you to cum inside me."Jen and Mike were still watching the movie. The black man was now taking long strokes, pulling almost out of the blonde wife, and then thrusting back into her."Man, he's big, isn't he, baby?""Oh god yes! He's huge!""Imagine it's him fucking you. Fucking you with his big black cock."Mike could feel Jen's pussy tightening around him. Shit, she was going to cum again! She hadn't cum again so quickly in years. He was about to cum, too. Seeing his wife so turned on from the movie was so exciting.Mike kept pounding into Jen's pussy as hard as he could, causing her to moan with each thrust until he finally hollered, "I'm going to cum!"Jen tightened her legs around her husband as she felt the first blast of cum entering her pussy. It caused her to have an orgasm at the same time. Mike's body flexed a few more times into his wife, and then he turned over and lay down next to Jen. They were silent as they caught their breath."That really turned you on, didn't it?" Mike finally asked.Jen blushed. "Well a little."Mike laughed. "Yeah, right. I haven't seen you so excited in years."Jen playfully nudged an elbow into her husband's side. "What about you? I never knew my husband had such a kinky side, getting turned on watching a blonde with a black man."Mike didn't answer for long moments as he considered what he should say. Finally, with a gleam in his eye, he said, "Well, not any blonde."Jen looked at her husband questioningly. "What?"Mike looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "You're right, I am kinky. I get turned on thinking about you getting fucked by a big dicked black man."Jen's eyes grew wide. "You're kidding right?"Mike pulled Jen's hand to his crotch. "What do you think?" he asked, smiling mischievously.Jen couldn't believe it, Mike was already hard again. She couldn't remember the last time Mike had gotten excited again so soon after cumming. "Oh my god, you're serious," she said as she began to stroke her husband. One part of her was alarmed that she could have been married to this man for so long, and not know he had this fantasy. Another part of her was intrigued."So, what do you fantasize about? I mean, when you fantasize about me and a black man?""I think about you flirting with that black guy from the beach. You let him seduce you and then he takes you behind the rocks, and fucks you with his big cock.""And what are you doing? Are you watching?""Oh yeah, I'm hiding behind the rocks. I watch as he pulls off your top and sucks on your tits. And then he makes you go down on him, and his cock gets even bigger. Then he rips off your bikini bottoms, and throws you onto the sand. He fucks you doggie style, and when he cums he shoots his cum inside you."Jen was amazed at the story her husband was telling her. She was also amazed at his cock. It was harder than it had been for months, and literally throbbing in her hand. Mike's story was also making her hot. She straddled him and guided his cock inside her."Have you ever been fucked by a black man?" Mike asked. He knew Jen had had a few lovers before they met.Jen shook her head. "But in college, one of my sorority sisters had a black boyfriend. One time, I walked into the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower. I saw him naked."Mike's cock pulsed as he heard this story. "Did he have a big cock?"Jen nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I only saw it for a second, because I ran out of the room. But, yeah, he was big." Jen hesitated, and then continued. "That night, we had a party at the sorority house. He came on to me. He invited me over to his apartment."Mike's heart was thundering in his chest. He had never been so excited. "Did you let him fuck you?"Jen shook her head, her silky blonde hair swirling across her pretty face. "No, he was going out with my friend.""But you wanted to, didn't you?""God yes!"This was too much for Mike to take. He lunged into his wife and came. Jen was close too, and furiously grinded her pussy against her husband, pushing her over the edge.Mike rolled off his wife. "I love you," Mike said, and then he spooned his wife. "I love you, too," Jen said, kissing her husband's arm. Mike soon drifted off to sleep. But Jen couldn't fall asleep. She stared into the darkness, thinking about what she had learned about her husband.Chapter 2---------"What was that guy's name?"Jen turned away from the TV. "What guy?""That black guy that hit on you back in college."Jen giggled. "Are you still thinking of that?""I'm just asking for his name," Mike said, feigning innocence.Jen thought about it for a minute. "David something... Sloan, David Sloan, I think."Mike turned back to his computer and started typing."What are you doing?" "I'm Googling him.""What?""Wow, look at that. There's a ton of stuff on this guy."Jen's disbelief of what her husband was doing was replaced by curiosity as she began reading all the hits. David was a very successful business man, and owned substantial interests all over the world. There were a number of pictures of David, and Mike noticed that Jen lingered over those. David Sloan was a tall, handsome black man. Recent photos showed that he still kept in shape."So does he look as good now as he did in college?"Still not taking her eyes off the screen, Jen nodded. Then realizing what she had just revealed, she turned away from the computer and playfully punched her husband. "What are you getting at?"Mike was still searching on the Internet. "Wait a minute, look. He listed himself on a dating website." Jen looked over her husband's shoulder. Mike read further. "Hey, this is a web site for black guys looking for white women."David's page had a few pictures of him at the beach. He had muscular arms and legs, and his chest was sculpted. He wore Speedos that didn't leave much to the imagination. Mike looked over at his wife, who was intently studying the photos. "He keeps himself in shape, doesn't he?" Mike asked. Jen nodded, her eyes locked on the screen. Mike felt a twinge of jealousy. He was about to navigate away from David's page when the IM flag appeared. Without thinking, Mike said, "Hey, David's online right now. Click on that and you can chat with him.""Mike, no. I'm just looking, and I don't want him to let him know it's me!"Mike nudged her shoulder. "Go ahead! It's all anonymous, he won't know it's you. Click on it and let's see what he has to say!" Mike reached out and clicked the flag as she playfully tried to stop him. They were both laughing as Mike typed, "Hi there!" and hit the send button."Mike! You're going to be in trouble if David answers back!"A couple seconds later David answered back and said, "Hi.""Mike! See what you did? Now what do I do?""Go ahead. Write him back, say something!"Jen was nervous as she took a deep breath and held her fingers above the keys. "What should I say? Quick, think of something!""Tell him you liked his pictures!"Jen starred at Mike. "Go ahead! He won't know it's you!"Jen shrugged and began typing. "I really liked the photos you posted. You're really handsome.""David you. My name's David. Tell me about yourself. What's your name?"Jen hesitated. "I better not tell him anything.""No, go ahead. He lives in New York, and this is all anonymous. He'll never find out it's you."Jen began typing. "My name is Jen and I'm blonde and petite." Jen looked over at her husband. "What else should I say?""Tell him your measurements." Jen scowled at her husband, and he laughed. "Go ahead, he's way up in New York, he won't bite.""I think I'm about 34-24-34." Jen was about to hit send when Mike said, "Tell him you have great legs." Jen scowled at her husband again, but then typed, "I've been told I have nice legs, but I don't really know."David's reply came on the screen a few seconds later."You sound beautiful. I'd love to see a picture of you. What color are your eyes?"Jen typed back. "I have green eyes." She turned back to Mike. "What should I do, he wants to see a picture of me. Should I tell him I don't have any? ""No, wait!" Mike clicked on a folder and found a picture of Jen in a short black dress. Her slim legs were crossed and she was showing a lot of thigh. Mike went into Photoshop and blacked out her eyes. Before Jen could object, he attached the photo and hit send."Mike, I don't like sending pictures of me!""I'm only having a little fun." Mike kissed her cheek as a message appeared on the screen."You're very attractive. I love your long blonde hair, and I agree, you have wonderful legs. Can I see more of you? I'd love to see your face, I can tell you're very pretty."Before Jen could say anything Mike found another picture, this time Jen in one of her skimpiest bikinis. Then he typed, "Here's another picture, but I don't feel comfortable showing you my face yet." He attached the picture with Jen's face blacked out, and hit send.David's reply was almost instant. "You have a wonderful body, and I completely understand about not showing me your face yet. May I ask, are you looking to date a black man or just curious?""Mike! What should I tell him?""Tell him you're interested in dating!""Mike! You're going to get me in a lot of trouble! I can't tell him that!"Mike reassuringly rubbed her back. "Honey, he lives way up in New York. We're just having a little fun here!"Jen sighed as she typed in her response. "Curious, but maybe interested in dating too."A few moments later David's reply appeared on the screen. "Tell me what youlike sexually."Jen hesitated, and looked at Mike. He nodded encouragingly. Jen thought for a moment, and then typed, "I like men who are really confident and secure, but not arrogant. I like a man who is romantic, but who likes to take control. I like tall strong men, who care about how they look and work out."Mike nudged his wife. "I didn't know all that!"They were on the edge of their seats as they waited for David's reply, which came a few seconds later. "I like a woman who is a bit shy but not afraid to explore her inner thoughts and feelings. She must be passionate and caring and love to kiss. Pretty, petite blondes are a big plus for me.""What should I write now?""Tell him he sounds interesting and you'd love to meet him someday.""Mike, we shouldn't be leading him on this way!""Go ahead! It happens all the time on the Internet!"Jen sighed and typed in what Mike told her to write and waited for David's response."I'd love to meet you too. I noticed you were wearing a wedding ring. Does your husband like to watch you with other men?""What should I say?""Tell him yes!"Jen starred at Mike quizzically for long moments, then typed her reply. "Well, we never really did anything like this before but I think he'd be interested.""Jen, have you ever fantasized about making love with a black man like me?"Jen hesitated, and looked at Mike. "Just tell him the truth," he said encouragingly. Jen was feeling more and more uncomfortable, but she typed, "Yes, I've fantasized about it.""Jen, I'd love to make love to you while your husband watched."Mike was so hot, he felt like he was going to cum in his pants. He got between Jen's legs and lifted her skirt. It got him hotter when he found Jen's panties soaking. He pulled them off her legs and started licking her pussy. Jen moaned when Mike went down on her. She squeezed her legs slightly together to encourage Mike to go slower, which he did. Now that Mike couldn't see what she was typing, she felt more comfortable chatting with David."You sound like you have experience with this sort of thing.""Yes, I've been involved with many married couples like you and your husband. But none of the wives are as beautiful as you, Jen."Jen couldn't help feeling flattered as more words appeared on the screen."Jen, tell me what you like to do with a man. Do you enjoy giving head, or having your pussy licked until you cum?"Jen felt Mike's tongue stroke her pussy lips as she tried to stay focused on David. "Yes, I suck on my husband but he's not as large as you." Then Jen remembered that David didn't know it was her. She quickly added, "I mean, I've only seen you in a bathing suit, but you look a lot bigger than my husband.""You have nothing to be afraid of with me, Jen. I'm a gentle person and your pleasure and comfort would be my utmost desire."Jen giggled nervously as Mike began parting her pussy lips with his tongue. "I don't think I could take anyone as large as you. I'm afraid it might hurt.""Jen, I'd take my time with you to make sure it wouldn't hurt."Jen's body tensed as Mike touched her clit with the tip of his tongue. "I'm not very large down there. I can barely take my husband's size.""Jen, how long is your husband, and is he thick?"Jen's body was trembling as Mike licked her pussy. "I think Mike is around five inches but not very thick."Mike couldn't contain himself anymore. It was so thrilling to have his wife having cybersex with another man. He got up and turned off the computer, and took off his pants. He quickly inserted his dick inside Jen's warm wet pussy. She always felt hot and tight when he entered her pussy. He thought about David fucking Jen with his big cock. Mike screwed his wife hard as she lifted her legs above his shoulders and held onto his neck."That's it! Cum for me, baby! Cum inside me!"Mike moaned and came in his wife. Jen came too, wrapping her legs around Mike's waist and rubbing her clit against his crotch. Mike laid there and tried to catch his breath as Jen rubbed his shoulders and starred passionately into his eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked."God honey, that was so good!" he replied.Chapter 3---------Jen sat nervously in the auditorium when she felt her cell phone buzz in her purse. "Hello?" she whispered."Are you there?" Mike asked. "Yes, and he's speaking right now.""What are you going to do?""Mike, I don't know. I might not do anything. I can't believe I'm here.""You have to at least go talk to him.""Mike, I don't know. But I can't speak right now.""Okay, call me right after, okay? I love you.""I will. I love you too." Jen snapped her cell phone shut.She couldn't believe she was sitting here in this crowded hall, listening to David Sloan speak. She couldn't believe she had let her husband talk her into coming, when he saw the announcement that David was going to be the featured speaker at this business conference. Mike was obsessed with her hooking up with David, and after a week of talking about it, she had finally agreed.So here she was. It had taken her forever this morning deciding what to wear. She finally decided on a black business dress. If she did work up the courage to actually go talk to David, she didn't want to be wearing something too revealing. At the last minute, thought, she decided to not wear the pin she normally wore with the dress, so the swooping neckline of the dress exposed a hint of her cleavage.David's speech ended, and a large group of people quickly formed around him, vying for his attention. Jen saw that many were very attractive women. Everyone else started moving out of the room, and Jen was left sitting by herself. She was trying to decide whether to join the crowd around David she didn't really want to do that, especially with all the other women already there -- when they made eye contact from across the room. She saw David's face take on a quizzical look, then one of recognition. David broke away from the crowd, and quickly walked towards her."Jen, right? From college?""That's right," Jen replied. She rose, and David gave her a friendly peck on her cheek."It's so good to see you, after all these years. And you look as beautiful now as you did back then. More beautiful, in fact."Jen couldn't help blushing. "David you.""What brings you here?"Jen had rehearsed her lie. "Well, I was in the hotel having lunch with a girl friend, and I saw you were speaking. So I thought I'd stop by and say hi."David smiled. "Well, I'm glad you did. Come, let's get a drink and catch up."For the next hour, Jen and David sat in the hotel bar and chatted. David was well traveled and entertained her with many interesting stories of his experiences since college. David was charming and charismatic, and she couldn't help being attracted to him. He was also good company, and she enjoyed talking to him."So, you're married?" David asked."Yes, over 20 years. And we have a daughter in college." David glanced at the wedding and engagement rings on Jen's left hand. He hadn't really noticed them before. At first it was just a momentary glance, but then something clicked in his mind, and he looked at them closer, studying them. All of the sudden, his face broke into a wide, almost sly grin."Jen, I think I recognize your rings.""What?" Jen asked, confused.David took Jen's left hand in his. His large black hands engulfed her small hand. "Your rings," he said. "They're very unique. I'm sure I've seen them before. In pictures, sent to me over the Internet."Jen flushed. It never occurred to her that David might recognize her through her rings. David was still smiling. "It was you in the pictures, wasn't it?" he asked confidently.Jen knew she was caught. She nodded.David placed a hand on Jen's silky knee, under the table they were sitting at. "You have a wonderful body." He began to slowly caress Jen's leg.Jen quickly reached under the table and gripped David's hand with hers. David smiled and stopped his caresses, but he didn't take his hand away."Was it you I was chatting with?"Jen nodded again."Are you really interested in dating a black man? And your husband is into this?"Jen finally found her voice. "We've never done anything like this before, but I guess we're both curious.""What's your husband's name?""Mike.""Jen, I'd love to help you and Mike live out your fantasies. I've done this with other couples before, but never with a wife as beautiful and desirable as you."Jen looked down in embarrassment. David began caressing Jen's leg again, and this time Jen didn't stop him. David edged his hand under Jen's dress, and slowly moved up her silky thigh. David's touch sent waves of excitement through Jen's body. He smiled when he felt the lace of Jen's stocking tops. "You wore these for me, didn't you?"Jen didn't respond, but her flushed cheeks gave David his answer. David's hand continued its upward climb, and soon his fingers touched the bare skin above Jen's stockings. His touch was electric on her flesh. He began to lightly draw circles on Jen's sensitive bare thigh. Jen bit her lip to stifle her moans. "Do you think Mike would like it, that I'm touching you this way?""I don't know," Jen said with a shaky voice. "Later, are you going to tell Mike that I touched you like this?""Yes.""Do you think it'll excite him?"Jen hesitated, remembering how obsessed Mike was lately with the thought of her with David. "Probably," she finally said."Uncross your legs, Jen.""What?""Uncross your legs. I'm sure Mike would want you to do that for me."Jen stared into David's face. David returned Jen's stare, and his sly smiled widened. "Don't you agree, Mike would want you to uncross your legs for me?"Long moments passed. Then, finally, Jen found herself slowly uncrossing her legs. As she did, she sensed the swish of nylon moving over nylon, and then she quickly pressed her legs tightly together. She looked down at her lap. David's hand was still under her skirt. She held her breath as she felt his hand continue its upward journey. She shivered as she felt David's fingers brush across her bare thigh as he neared her panties. "Do you think Mike would want me to go higher?"Jen's heart was pounding. She was finding it hard to speak. "I I don't know.""I think he would. I think he'd want me to play with you. Why don't you open your legs, Jen, just a bit?"Jen shook her head. "No," she said weakly."Why? Don't you think Mike would want you to?"Jen didn't answer."Don't you think Mike will want you to tell him that I touched your panties?"It was as if someone else was controlling her body. Jen slightly parted her legs. David grinned, and his hand began moving under her dress again. Jen clenched her eyes shut. She couldn't believe this was happening.Then, just as David was about to touch her panty covered pussy, Jen pressed her legs tightly together, stopping his hand. "Stop," she said shakily, and she pushed David's hand away. "I think I have to go."She slid out of the booth, and pushed her dress down. She quickly made her way out of the hotel, not daring to look back at David. As she waited for the valet to get her car, David approached her. "I just wanted to tell you again how glad I am that you stopped by," he said. He gave Jen a kiss on the cheek, and a friendly hug. But as they embraced David pressed his crotch against Jen's stomach. He was rock hard and felt huge. With a big smile on his face, David pressed his card into Jen's hand. "Tell your husband to call me, when he's ready for the next step."Chapter 4---------Jen watched her husband sleep. Their sex the night before had been amazing. Mike got so turned on by what she had done with David. They fucked until the early morning.They hadn't done that in a long time. In fact, Jen couldn't remember the last time they had made love more than once. Last night, Mike fucked her 3 times. And each time, he was so hard. She couldn't remember the last time he had been so hard, for so long. She needed it, too. David had gotten her so hot, she needed Mike to fuck her brains out. Their sex the night before had been the best in a long time.It hadn't been that way for a long time. Years? In the early years of their marriage, they made love all the time. But over time, it went to once a week, and then once a month, and then even less than that. And when they did made love, it was uninspired without much passion.But things had improved lately, since she told Mike about that night back in college, when she almost let David take her to bed. The thought of her with a black man really turned Mike on.But now Jen was worried. With his passion satiated, would Mike still be okay with what she had done, the way she had let David touch her? She had been faithful to Mike since their marriage, and she was pretty sure he had been as well. Since their marriage, no one had touched her, the way David had touched her yesterday, except for Mike. Sure, sometimes at parties, friends would take advantage of the festive atmosphere and feel her up. But it had always been a quick feel, of her thigh or behind, a few times of her breasts. Yesterday had been different. She had let David seduce her, and touch her in places that were supposed to be reserved for her husband. David had touched her under her skirt, had touch her bare thigh. Only Mike was supposed to touch her there. She had let David touch her in those places. She even opened her legs for him.Even worst, David had so turned her on. Her panties were soaking. She wasn't supposed to let other men arouse her like that. That was something only her husband was supposed to be allowed to do. This morning, in the light of a new day, would Mike be mad at her?Jen had been looking out the window, and when she looked back she saw Mike staring at her."Are you okay?" she asked.He kissed her. "I love you.""So you're okay with yesterday? With what I did?"Mike looked surprised. "Of course I'm okay. It was the most exciting thing you've ever done."Jen was so relieved. "So should I call him?""Call him?""Yeah. Remember? You told me David wanted me to call him, when we were ready to take the next step."Jen pulled away from Mike. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea.""You're attracted to him, aren't you?""Well --- yeah.""Then why not?"Jen hesitated. Then she took her husband's hands in hers. "Mike, you know what the next step is, don't you?"Mike grinned. "Of course I do.""And you're okay with it?""Jen, listen. Lynne is in college now. It's time for us to start having fun again, the way we did when we were younger.""We never did anything like this back then.""No, but we're older now, and more mature. It's okay to experiment more now. Our relationship can handle it. And let's face it, this has been great for our sex life.""Do you really think we can handle this? You can handle it, if another man makes love to me?""This isn't about love. He isn't going to make love to you, he's going to fuck you. And I know I can handle it. I'm going to love it!"Jen was silent, not knowing what to say. She remembered the feel of David's hand on her thigh, how it so aroused her. She remembered David pressing up against her, and feeling his hard cock pressing against her. God, he was so big. There was a part of her a big part of her that wanted to experience that big cock.Mike studied his wife. He could see she was conflicted, so he decided that he would decide for the two of them. Mike got out of bed. "I'm going to call him."Mike found David's card in Jen's purse. He sat on the bed next to Jen. Before she could object, he called the number."Hi David? This is Mike ah - Jen's husband."Even though it was just mid-morning, David seemed wide awake, and went right to the point. "Hello Mike. It's good to talk to you. Did Jen tell you about yesterday?""Um yeah, she did.""Let me make sure. Did she tell you that I caressed her thigh, under her skirt? And she opened her legs for me? Did she tell you that?""Yeah, she did.""And you're okay with that?""Yeah, I am.""How would you feel about watching me fuck your gorgeous wife with my black cock?"Mike looked over at Jen. She could only hear Mike's side of the conversation. She was looking a little apprehensive."We've never done anything like this before. But I think I'd be okay with it.""Mike, what if I wanted to fuck Jen bareback. Would you be okay with that?"Mike hesitated. "I'm not sure about that. She's not on birth control." Now Jen was looking questioning at Mike.David chuckled. "Mike, I've done this with a few white couples in the past, and every one of the husbands told me they had a secret fantasy about their wives becoming pregnant with a black baby."Mike swallowed hard. This wasn't going the way he thought it would. He turned away from Jen, trying to hide his hard-on from his wife. "Mike, if Jen's not on the pill, what do you do? Use condoms?""I got a vasectomy after we had Lynne."Mike could almost hear David smile on the other end of the phone. "Mike, it's only a fantasy, but I'd love to fuck your gorgeous wife bareback, and shoot my black cum deep inside her belly. Would you be okay with that?"Mike's heart was pounding in his chest, and he was so excited his voice almost cracked as he spoke. "Well um maybe it would be okay sometimes you know during her safe times of the month." Jen was looking strangely at Mike."Mike, I'm big, okay? I'm warning you now that Jen's pussy will stretch. Are you willing to lose her tight pussy for the enjoyment and pleasure of watching another man fuck her?""Uh, I haven't thought about it. I don't know.""Mike, this is serious. Jen might like my big cock, and want me to fuck her all the time. Are you prepared for the consequences?""I don't think Jen would want to do this more than once. I think it'll be a one time thing with us.""Mike, that's not what Jen told me. She told me she wanted to date me.""She did?""Look, I just want to make sure you'll be okay if your wife wants to see me more often.""Well, yeah, if that's what she wants, I'll be fine with it.""So you'll be able to handle your wife having a boyfriend?""Ah yeah, I guess so, if that's what she wants.""Mike, I think we're agreed then. I have to fly out this morning, but I'll be back in a few weeks. Do you want to get together then?""Yeah, sure.""Listen, Mike, and this is important. It's been a long time since Jen has been with another man, right? So she's going to be nervous, and having second thoughts. It'll be a lot more enjoyable for both you and her if we can try to make her feel more comfortable."Mike looked over at Jen. She did look concerned. "I think you're right. What do you suggest?""Let me call Jen between now and then. We'll talk, and get to know each other a little better. If she's more comfortable with me, it'll be a lot better for her."Mike considered this. He didn't see any harm in David talking to Jen. "Okay, I'll tell her you'll be calling."Chapter 5---------Mike drove back from the drug store with the condoms he had just purchased. After arriving home he put them in the guest room, and then began walking back to the living room. He stopped short as he saw his wife in their bedroom getting ready for their meeting with David.Jen was sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully rolling on her black stockings. She stood and put on her garter belt, and then snapped the garters to her stocking tops. Then she slipped on her heels. She looked hot as her long blonde hair fell almost to the floor as she reached down to buckle the thin straps of her heels.Mike gazed at Jen's cleavage that was displayed as she was leaned over. She was wearing her lacy black demi bra, the one she always wore whenever she wanted some lift to her perfect, but small, breasts. Her panties were also lacy black and matched her bra. Jen sprayed perfume behind her ears and then her cleavage. Then, to his surprise, he watched Jen spray perfume lightly over her panties. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen his wife do that. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time Jen wore stockings and a garter belt. Last year, for his birthday? He felt a twinge of jealousy watching Jen get dressed for David, but he was excited too.The doorbell rang and Mike's heart skipped a beat. It was David. Mike saw apprehension in Jen's face. He walked into the bedroom and lightly caressed his wife's arm. "It's David. Excited?"Jen looked into her husband's eyes. "Are you sure you're okay with this?""I know I am. Are you?""I think so. But I just want to make sure you're absolutely sure." Jen took Mike's hands in hers and brought them to her breasts. "Are you sure you want another man touching these?"Mike laughed. "Are you trying to turn me on even more?"Jen smiled, but her tone was serious. "I just want to make sure you're sure. After it's done, we can't go back."Mike kissed Jen's nose, not wanting to mess up her lipstick. "I'm sure," he said. "I better go downstairs and let David in."Mike invited David in, and they had a few minutes to speak while they waited for Jen. "Mike, how are you feeling about this?""Well, I think I'm a little nervous."David chuckled. "I figured you'd be nervous. Sometimes husbands are jealous once this starts. But if you're true to your word and want Jen to date another man then I see no problem."Mike remembered their discussion about dating, but he really thought this would be a one time thing. He was hoping this experience would help re-energize their sex life."Well, I'm not jealous."David looked at Mike knowingly, and smiled. "I think Jen will enjoy this. I didn't know her that well in college, but we've had a number of long conversations, and we've gotten to know each other. I think she's comfortable with me.""Good," Mike said, although he was a little confused. Before he could say anything, though, Jen walked into the room, and both Mike and David turned to look at her.Jen looked stunning! She was wearing a new black dress that clung tightly to her body. Mike saw that Jen was nervous when David greeted her with a kiss to the cheek. David lingered next to her for a moment, and then slowly pulled away, his eyes moving from her pretty face to her soft cleavage, exposed by the low cut neckline of the dress."Jen, you're truly beautiful," he said admiringly. Jen smiled. She looked tiny standing next to David who was tall and broad shouldered.The three of them entered the living room. Jen sat across from David and crossed her legs. Mike fixed drinks and listened as David chatted about his business and travels. Jen seemed fascinated as she listened to him. As Jen relaxed, she wasn't as careful with her dress and it edged upwards, exposing more and more of her shapely legs. Mike noticed that David's eyes lingered on his wife's silky thighs. It turned him on.After drinks they left to go to a local restaurant for dinner. David opened Jen's door, and as she slid into the car her dress ran up her legs, exposing her lacy stocking tops. David grinned and nodded approvingly, and silently mouthed to Mike, "Very nice." Mike grinned too, full of pride to have such a beautiful wife. Mike got into the driver's seat next to Jen, and David slid into the back seat.As they drove Jen turned around to face David, and pointed out local landmarks. As she did she caressed Mike's arm and shoulder.At the restaurant they were seated in a corner booth. Mike and Jen sat in the booth while David sat across in a chair. Under the table, Jen tightly held Mike's hand. Mike could tell she was still nervous. He encouragingly caressed her hand, and whispered into her ear, "Relax, you'll love this." Mike was happy to see that as dinner progressed, she did relax.She seemed enthralled with the stories David told, practically hanging on every word. The stories bored Mike, and he was happy when dinner ended and they drove back to the house.Once they arrived, Jen kissed Mike on the cheek. "Honey, can you show David our guest room? And maybe he needs some help with his things?" Jen held her arm around Mike's waist and gave him another kiss before he went outside with David. David opened the trunk of his car and handed Mike a suit case, and also pulled out a photo album."Mike, I promised Jen I'd show her some pictures I had from college."David dropped his bag in the guest room, and then the two men walked back to the living room. Jen was sitting on the sofa sipping a drink. Mike couldn't help but notice how much her thighs were exposed. God she looked hot. Mike glanced over at David, and it was apparent he was also appreciating the view.Mike and David sat on either side of Jen. David pointed out the photo album to Jen, and she practically squealed with delight. He edged closer to Jen so the album could lie on their laps, and they began looking at the pictures and talking about common friends from college. Mike got bored and went into the kitchen to make more drinks. It took longer than normal as he had to go into the basement to get another bottle of wine.When he returned he saw that David and Jen were still laughing and having a great time talking about the pictures. They had edged closer to each other on the sofa so their shoulders and legs were touching. Mike watched as David leaned over to point out something in a picture to Jen. As he did, David smoothly put his arm around Jen, and began to lightly caress her bare arm.Jen pointed at a photo, and then looked up at David. "Were you really a football player in college? I didn't know that."David smiled. "Yes, played all four years. I had a chance to go pro, but I wanted to go into business."Mike sat across from them. Finally they finished looking at the album, and put it on the table. They were still laughing and David began telling another story. At the punch line he placed his hand on Jen's exposed thigh. Jen loved David's story and began to laugh uncontrollably, in the process placing her hands over David's. When she finally stopped laughing, Jen looked over and saw Mike looking at her and David. She suddenly became self conscious of how close she was sitting next to David, and that David had his arm around her. She looked down at David's hand in her lap, and then at her husband, somewhat guiltily.Mike didn't want this awkward moment to ruin the evening. He got up and said, "Well, I think I'll turn in." David got up and shook Mike's hand with a warm grin. Mike leaned over and kissed Jen. "Good night," he said as he walked down the hall.Mike hadn't gone very far when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. He turned and saw his wife. "I love you," she said. "I love you too." Then the married couple stood facing each other, not saying anything for long moments. Mike sensed that Jen was giving him one last chance to stop this from going any further. Mike kissed his wife on her soft lips. "I'll wait up for you," he said."Are you sure?"Mike smiled. "I'm positive." Then he turned his wife around and playfully patted her behind. "Go have fun."Jen flashed Mike a weak smile over her shoulder. "Wait up for me," she said. Then she walked down the hall.Chapter 6---------Mike was troubled as he waited for Jen. What did David mean when he said he'd had "long conversations" with Jen? He had given David permission to call Jen, but how much exactly had they talked?Mike went over to the computer in the bedroom and logged onto Verizon's website. He browsed through the log of all incoming and outgoing phone calls for the last month. With a start he realized that Jen had spent hours on the phone with David. Over the last month they had spoken almost every day, often for hours at a time. He also saw that Jen had called David as much as he had called her.Mike's anxiety was growing. David wasn't just going to fuck his wife, he was trying to have a relationship with her!Feelings of regret washed over Mike. "What've I started?" he thought. "Why did I agree to share Jen with another man?"Mike thought of David's hands on Jen's breasts. His lips on her lips. With a growing sickness, Mike thought of David's big cock inside his wife. He suddenly decided that he had to stop this. He ran up the stairs and hurried to the guest room. They had been alone for about an hour. He silently prayed that David hadn't yet penetrated his wife.Then Mike abruptly stopped, his feet glued to the floor. He was in the darkened hallway just outside the guest bedroom. The door was cracked open and he had a clear view of the bed. Before him was the most erotic scene he had ever seen in his life.David was sitting on the edge of the bed, completely nude. Jen was in just her lingerie and heels. Her dress had been carelessly thrown to the floor. She was on her knees, kneeling between David's heavily muscled black legs. The stark contrast between Jen's lightly tanned complexion and David's jet black skin made the scene even more erotic.David's cock was in Jen's mouth. Her blonde hair swished up and down as she bobbed on David's dick. Her hands were wrapped around his shaft, moving up and down in cadence with Jen's bobbing head.As she blew him, David lightly stroked Jen's cheek. It was almost a loving caress. "You like that cock, baby?" he asked.Jen raised her head, but continued to stroke him. Her wedding and engagement rings glistened with her saliva and David's pre-cum. "Yeah, it's a really nice cock." Jen stared at David's penis, seemingly mesmerized by it. "A really nice cock," she repeated almost reverently. Mike had to admit that David's cock was amazing. It was the longest he had ever seen, even in movies. Ten inches? Twelve? He didn't know, but it was long. It curved slightly inward, and it was thick, too. It took both Jen's hands to completely encircle him. It had thick veins running the length on both sides. At the end it mushroomed into an even thicker cock head. The skin of his cock was completely smooth, jet black, without a single blemish. It looked like something carved out of black granite, and it looked to be just as hard.David reached down and pulled Jen off the floor and on top of him, the muscles in his arms and chest rippling. "Take off your bra, baby, I want to see your tits." Straddling his chest, Jen reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. She let the bra straps fall off her shoulders, but feigning shyness crossed her arms over the bra cups. David laughed and edged under the bra's silky material and cupped her small breasts. Jen giggled and let the bra fall to the floor, but soon her merriment turned to moans as David rubbed her sensitive nipples between his fingers. As David fondled her tits, Jen stroked his muscular chest and arms. David noticed the attention Jen was giving to his chiseled body. "You like my body, baby?""Oh yeah," Jen enthusiastically said, as David's hands on her tits sent continuous pleasure through her body. "I like your football player body.""Football players turn you on?""No," Jen said, shaking her head. "I just like the bodies football players have."David laughed. "You've fucked a lot of football players, is that it?"Jen giggled, and then smiled seductively. "I've had my share."Mike couldn't believe what he was hearing. He never knew his wife was so attracted to muscular guys.David rolled Jen onto her back. He replaced his hands with his mouth on Jen's tits. He licked and sucked her hard nipples while his hands simultaneously explored her body. Soon Jen was moaning and writhing under his touch. David pulled Jen's panties to the side and then attacked her trimmed pussy.He ate her out like a pro. Mike couldn't see everything that he was doing, but it was driving his wife crazy. Her moans were almost continuous as she rocked her head from side to side. Jen's long stockinged legs tensed as David brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Mike watched his wife have her first orgasm of the night, her back arching and her hands clutching at the sheets as the pleasure rippled through her lithe body.Jen was panting as she tried to catch her breath. Mike was breathing hard too, and to his surprise he realized he was rubbing his crotch. He had never been so sexually charged. Staying in the shadows of the hallway, he quietly unzipped his pants and took out his hard cock, and began to stroke himself. David moved to the head of the bed and took Jen in his arms. He kissed her, and she kissed him back. As they made out, David ran his fingers through Jen's silky blonde hair, and softly caressed the back of her neck. For some reason, the intimacy of his wife kissing another man both excited and bothered Mike. Jen explored David's body. She trailed her manicured fingernails along the ridges of his hard muscles, along his back, arms, and thickly muscled thighs. Her fingers even ventured over his ass and between his cheeks, and David groaned. "Oh baby, you know how to make me feel good!" David kissed Jen again, and explored Jen's mouth with his thick tongue. As Jen continued to caress his chiseled body, David broke the kiss again and said, "Jen, grow your nails longer. I want to feel your long nails digging into my back when I fuck you!"Smiling, Jen teasingly said, "That's what you want, huh?" Then Jen broke away from David's embrace and got on top of him, again straddling his chest. David cupped her bare breasts. "Are you ready for me baby?""Yeah," Jen replied almost breathlessly. "I think I'm ready."Mike watched as his wife hovered over David's cock. With one hand she pulled her thin panties to the side. With the other she guided David's cock towards her pussy.A part of Mike wanted to burst into the room and stop this from going further. He knew this was his last chance to keep his wife's pussy exclusively his, as it had been for the last twenty years. But a bigger part of him wanted to watch Jen get fucked by this black guy's huge cock. Jen's shapely thighs tensed as she lowered herself on David. She rubbed David's cock head over her pussy lips, to lubricate him. Then she slowly lowered himself until she was penetrated by his cock head.Jen grunted through clenched teeth. "Oh god, it's so thick!""Just go slow baby," David said encouragingly. "Just like we talked about on the phone, take your time, you'll get used to it."Jen nodded. With gritted teeth she slowly lowered himself further. She grimaced as she pushed an inch of David's cock into her, and then another inch. Then she stopped to catch her breath, collapsing on David's chest. She stayed there a moment, then rose to start again. As she did her soft blonde hair brushed across David's chest."Oh yeah baby I like that.""What?""The way your hair ran across my chest. I want you to grow your hair longer, so it hits my chest when you ride my cock.""Uh okay," Jen replied almost absentmindedly, more intent on pushing more of David's cock inside of her.Mike watched as David's cock slowly disappeared into his wife's pussy. Jen had about six inches inside her, with another six left to go. From his vantage point Mike could see that part of David's thick ebony shaft that was not yet inside his wife. He reflexively glanced down at his cock, and realized that not only was David already giving his wife more than he ever had, but what David still had left to give was longer and thicker than his entire cock.Mike looked back up and saw that David was beginning to move under Jen's body. He was stroking in and out. With each inward stroke he sank a little more of his cock into Jen. Jen's eyes were clenched tightly closed, and she held onto David's muscular arms. Beads of perspiration were forming on her forehead, and her pretty face alternated between grimaces of pain and exhalations of pleasure.After many minutes, David was completely inside Jen. He rolled her over on her back and then began to slowly fuck her. Mike watched as David's big cock moved in and out of Jen. He couldn't believe it he was finally watching another man fuck his wife!For a while David slowly fucked Jen, to let her get used to his size. Then he began to pump faster. Soon he was like a pile driver hammering in and out of her! Then David slowed his pace. He slowly pulled all the way out until just the tip of his cock was still inside her. He lingered there for long moments, almost teasing her. Then he abruptly pushed back inside, hard and fast, causing Jen to squeal. He did that for awhile, then after one inward thrust, he stayed buried inside and rotated his hips, ensuring his big cock stimulated every inch of her pussy.David alternated over and over between pile driving, slow fucking and rotating, and Jen loved it. She was making sounds Mike had never heard. When David hammered her, Jen grunted and moaned. When he fucked her slow, she whimpered and begged; and when David rotated his cock inside her, Mike heard his wife purr. Mike could tell Jen was near another orgasm. She had wrapped her legs around David's waist and was digging her heels into his chiseled ass. A continuous almost desperate moan was coming from her mouth, and her nails dug into David's muscular back. David could tell Jen was close to cumming, and he relentlessly pounded her. Finally, Jen's back arched and her entire body seemed to shake as her orgasm hit.Mike was furiously stroking his cock as Jen built to an orgasm. When he saw his wife orgasm and her stockinged legs tense and press into David's sides, he came as well.David slowly fucked Jen, allowing her time to catch her breath. Then he started to fuck her harder. To his amazement, Mike saw his wife start to respond. He couldn't believe it Jen was already hot again.Mike couldn't watch anymore. Now that he had cum, all his concerns came to the forefront of his mind, and he felt sick watching his wife so enthusiastically fucking another man.Mike returned to his bedroom. He couldn't get out of his mind the image of David fucking his wife. What really stuck in his mind was how Jen responded to David. Not just his big cock, but the way David's muscular body had so aroused her. Jen seemed practically mesmerized by his body. The way she traced her fingers across his hard muscles, and how she delighted in the way his muscular body rippled and bulged as he fucked her. Mike never realized Jen was so into that. Mike took off his clothes to get into bed, and then looked at himself in the mirror. He looked good for a guy his age. But compared to David, his body was soft. His body didn't really have any muscular definition, and he was a little overweight in the gut. Mike remembered how Jen caressed and seemed so turned on by David's chiseled chest. In contrast, Mike's chest was a bit flabby. Mike got into bed. Despite his concerns, the images of David fucking his wife had gotten him hard again. He reached under the covers and began to masturbate, replaying in his mind what he had seen and heard just a few minutes ago. As he approached an orgasm, he suddenly realized that David hadn't worn a condom. Jen wasn't on any type of birth control! But instead of making him pause, the risk of David fucking Jen bareback pushed him over the edge, and he came into the sheets.Chapter 7---------Jen gently shook Mike awake. "Hi sleepy-head," she said softly when he opened his eyes."What time is it?""About two." Mike did a quick mental calculation. He must have fallen asleep for a couple of hours."Where's David?""In his room." Jen kissed Mike. "Thank you for tonight.""Did you enjoy it?""Yeah." Jen kissed her husband again, this time longer. Jen got under the covers and straddled Mike. Jen was nude, except for her garter belt and stockings."Make love to me," she said, and reached between them and guided her husband's hard cock into her.Their lovemaking was the familiar kind, the type that two people could only have if they've shared a life together. But it was passionate as well, and more frenzied than normal, given what had happened that evening. Mike loved the feel of Jen's silky nylons against his legs, and how her garter straps pressed into his flesh. Her pussy felt looser than normal, and much wetter, but he couldn't remember the last time their lovemaking was so pleasurable.As Jen rode on top of him, Mike said, "I watched you tonight."Jen smiled. "You did, did you?" she said teasingly. "Did you like what you saw?" "Yeah," Mike grunted, as his orgasm neared. "I really liked it. It was the most exciting thing I've ever seen." Then, in his passion and without thinking, Mike blurted out, "Will you do it for me again?"Jen hesitated. Then she smiled. "I might be able to arrange something.""I saw you didn't make David wear a condom."Jen kissed her husband. "Don't worry, I made him pull out." Then she thought a moment, and asked, "Are you disappointed?"Mike's orgasm was peaking. His heart and mind were filled with lust. "Yeah, next time I want to see him cum inside you!" Mike lunged hard into his wife, and came.After catching their breaths, Mike said, "Are you okay? I mean, did you cum?"Jen slightly shook her head, but smiled and said, "That's okay, just hold me."Mike spooned his wife, and fell to sleep. Jen, though, stayed awake for some time, looking into the darkness.Chapter 8Mike slowly woke up, and remembered the events of the night before. He couldn't believe it, his fantasy had finally come true. He had watched another man fuck his wife!He put on his robe and walked downstairs. He heard Jen and David's voices coming from the kitchen, so he silently approached. Jen was standing next to David. She was wearing what she normally slept in, a loose t-shirt and panties. David was wearing only form-fitting boxers. "Watch this," David said, and he flexed his arm. Jen felt David's hard biceps, and then the muscles in his forearm. "Nice," Jen said admiringly. "Do you work out a lot?""Every day," David said smiling. "The key is to isolate different muscle groups. Like this." David flexed his triceps. Jen reached out and ran her fingers along the rock hard muscle."Arms and legs are easy. See?" David flexed his leg, and his thigh and calf muscles bulged, making his leg look like something carved out of black granite. "Very nice," Jen said as she lightly stroked his thigh. "So what parts of your workout are hard?""Stomach, no doubt. I do over 1000 crunches a day, and other exercises that strengthen my body's core." David flexed his chest, causing his pectorals to ripple, and hardening his stomach muscles. Jen lightly caressed David's midsection with her nails, and traced along the ripples in his washboard stomach. She ran her fingers just above the waistband of his briefs. "I like it," Jen said with a sexy smile.David's cock grew in his boxers. "Man you have a nice touch," he said as he drew Jen into his arms. Mike watched as David made out with his wife. David began fondling Jen's breasts over her t-shirt. With his other hand, David reached into Jen's panties. Mike found it incredibly erotic to see the panties' silky material move over David's hand as he finger fucked his wife.Soon Jen was buckling under David's touch. Her shapely legs tensed on her tiptoes as she urged David's fingers deeper inside. Her moans were cut off by David's mouth over hers. Within moments, Jen's body shook as she came.Mike waited a few minutes, and then entered the kitchen. Jen quickly broke away from David and walked over to her husband. It seemed to Mike that Jen's legs were a little shaky. Jen wrapped an arm around Mike's waist and kissed him. "Coffee?" she asked, still a little breathless, and then she made Mike coffee the way he liked it. Mike exchanged greetings with David and shook his hand, then sat at the table. Jen placed Mike's coffee on the table, and then playfully sat in his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. After a few minutes of chatting, Jen made breakfast and served Mike and David. Each time she passed by Mike she caressed his neck or shoulders, and when she finally sat to eat she pulled her chair close to Mike so their legs were touching."Mike, I was wondering if I could borrow your beautiful wife today. I'd love to have a guided tour of your wonderful city."David's request caught Mike by surprise, but he didn't really have a good reason to say no. "Well, sure, it's fine with me.""Thanks buddy," David said smiling. "I'll just get dressed.""Yeah, I guess I will too," Mike said. He went into his bathroom and started taking a shower, having mixed feelings about what he had just agreed to. In a few minutes Jen stepped into the shower. She was nude. She took a sponge and lathered her husband with soap. "Will you be okay alone today?""Sure, I have those projects in the garage I've been meaning to get to."Jen lathered her husband's penis, and soon he was hard. After rinsing him, she got on her knees and took him into her mouth. Jen caressed her husband's ass and thighs as she sucked him. Mike was so turned on by what he had seen in the kitchen that he quickly came in her mouth.Mike got dressed and found David in the kitchen, drinking coffee. They chatted, and then both turned when Jen entered the room.She looked incredibly hot. She was wearing tight jeans and a thin white top, which ended just short of her jeans so some of her flat tummy was exposed. You could see her bra straps under the thin spaghetti straps of the top, and a touch of Jen's cleavage was exposed by the top's swooping neckline. The jeans were Capri-like, revealing Jen's shapely calves, and Jen completed the outfit with black stiletto heels that made her long legs look even longer. Jen had put on glossy pink lipstick, and she wore a matching pink ribbon in her blonde hair. Jen looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine, and with her pink lipstick and ribbon, she could almost pass as a co-ed. "Is that a new outfit?" Mike asked.Jen smiled and nodded. "Like it?""I love it," Mike said and kissed his wife.Jen took David's arm and said to her husband, "We'll be back for dinner. Maybe you can get steaks to grill?""Sounds good," Mike said, and then they were off.***The day passed slowly for Mike. He worked on his projects and went to the store for steaks, but couldn't get his mind off of his wife spending the day with David.Mike expected them back around 7, but they didn't get back until almost 11. They were laughing as they walked in the door, and Jen wasn't very steady on her feet. Clearly she had been drinking, and that was confirmed when she kissed him and he could smell vodka on her breath."Honey, I'm sorry we're late, but we stopped in a bar for a drink, and lost track of time." Jen started telling her husband about their day."That's okay," Mike said, but he was having a hard time paying attention to what Jen was saying. Instead, his eyes were fixed on her chest. Sometime during the day she had taken off her bra, and the nipples and dark areolas of her breasts were easily visible through the thin white material of her top. Jen knew what her husband was looking at. She leaned over and breathed into Mike's ear, "Do you like what you see?"She was making him hot, and her breath in his ear was turning him on even more. His throat was dry, but he managed to choke out, "Yeah, I like it.""David likes to play games. He likes to show me off. Are you mad?"Mike's cock was so hard it hurt. "No no, it's okay." Jen brought her lips to Mike's, but just before they touched she teasingly pulled away. Mike tried to kiss her but she pulled away again, smiling. She waited for a moment, then brought her cheek next to his, and whispered, "We ran into Vince at the bar. He couldn't take his eyes off me. He even fondled me. Does that turn you on?"Vince was a friend of a friend. "Oh yeah."Jen looked into her husband's eyes. "He wanted to fuck me. Would that have turned you on?""God yes," Mike groaned.Jen continued to look into her husband's eyes, almost searchingly. Then she smiled, and pulled away. She walked over to David who was sitting on the sofa, and sat on his lap. She stretched her long legs on the sofa. "Sit next to us," she said to Mike. Mike sat next to them and Jen put her feet in his lap.Jen smiled seductively at her husband, and then dug her stiletto heels into his thighs. "Honey, these new shoes hurt my feet rub them?"Mike took Jen's heels off and began rubbing her bare feet. He loved his wife's feet. They were soft, petite, and unblemished, and had a wonderfully sexy arch. Even after wearing heels all day they were perfect.Jen looked up at David. "It feels so good," she cooed. "I love it when he rubs my feet."David brought his lips close to Jen's. "Baby, I can make you feel good."Looking into Mike's eyes, and with a mischievous smile, she teased, "Better than my husband?""Much better." Mike watched as David kissed his wife. David cupped one of Jen's tits and rolled her nipple between his fingers. Jen was soon moaning into David's mouth. David pulled Jen's top down and covered her breasts with his mouth.Mike was still rubbing Jen's feet. His heart was pounding. Being so close to David as he kissed and fondled his wife made him feel lightheaded. Still being kissed and fondled by David, Jen rubbed her feet against Mike's crotch. But she stopped when David unbuttoned her jeans and edged his hand into her panties. She began thrusting against David's hand as he finger fucked her. Jen pulled her lips away from David's. "Honey, help me pull off my jeans," she urged. Mike reached up and peeled off Jen's tight jeans, in the process also pulling off her panties. She had been wearing lacy pink thong panties, ones he had never seen before. "When had she started wearing thong panties?" he wondered. He wasn't surprised to find them soaking wet.David quickly took off his clothes, and pulled Jen on top of him. Mike got up and sat in a chair across from them. David was still sitting on the sofa. Jen straddled David's legs, facing her husband. She looked into Mike's eyes as she reached down and guided David's cock into her pussy. Jen grimaced as David's fat cock head entered her pussy. "Oh god," she grunted. She slowly pushed down. Mike was amazed that Jen's tiny slit could take David's monster cock. He watched with excited fascination as Jen's pussy lips tightly stretched around David's thickly veined shaft. Mike's heart beat faster as more and more of David's cock disappeared into his wife.Finally Jen was completely impaled on David's cock. "See baby? It wasn't as hard this time. A month from now your pussy will fit me just fine." David winked at Mike. David put his big black hands on Jen's hips, and lifted her body until just the tip of his cock was inside her. Then he lowered her, at the same time rising off the sofa to thrust his cock deep inside. When he was completely inside, he rotated his hips to press his cock against Jen's pleasure spots.David's fucking was driving Jen into a frenzy. Her face was flushed red and her moans were desperate and continuous."Honey, suck my nipples!" she begged.Mike quickly kneeled in front of his wife. He sucked one nipple in his mouth, and rubbed the other with his fingers. Jen wrapped her arms tightly around her husband's head. "I'm cumming!" she screamed. Mike felt his wife's tight body spasm as she came.David laid Jen on her back, and fucked her missionary style. "Harder!" she pleaded. "Fuck me harder!""I'm going to cum, baby! Where do you want it?""Cum inside me! I want you inside me!"David lunged deep into Jen, and began cumming. He stroked back and forth a half dozen times, each time shooting hot cum into Jen's womb. Mike noticed that David stayed buried in Jen for long moments, sealing his fertile sperm inside his wife's womb.Finally David slowly pulled out. Mike heard a pop when David's cock head left his wife's pussy. He looked between Jen's legs. Her pussy was gaping open, and filled with David's creamy thick sperm.Jen saw Mike looking. She blushed and quickly closed her legs. She kneeled on the floor, smiled at her husband, and patted the sofa. Mike sat, and Jen unzipped his pants and carefully took out his hard cock. She licked the pre-cum away, and then took him in her mouth. As she did she reached over to David's lap, and slowly stroked him. David's cock started to stir, and soon he was hard again. Jen kneeled between Mike and David, and stroked them both at the same time. The difference in their cocks was startling. David's cock towered over Mike's. Mike flushed with embarrassment. Jen smiled encouragingly at him, which made Mike feel worse. Still, Mike was so worked up that he quickly came, spilling his cum over Jen's hand. Looking into Mike's eyes, she licked her fingers clean. Mike's penis quickly softened and shrank, making his cock look like a little boy's next to David's.Mike saw his wife look from his cock to David's. With his passion sated his embarrassment returned, and his penis seemed to shrivel even further. The difference was amazing. Jen could cup her husband's entire soft penis with one hand. In contrast, Jen's hand could barely cover the blood engorged head of David's huge cock.David smiled and picked Jen up. "Come on, baby, I want more of that tight pussy." Again he winked at Mike.David's cock slipped easily into Jen. Mike wasn't surprised. Enough time hadn't passed for her pussy to return to normal. Mike wondered if her pussy would ever be tight again.Mike didn't want to watch anymore. He went up to bed. As far as he could tell, they didn't notice as he left. He got into bed and fell into a restless sleep. He stirred and looked at the clock. It was 4am. He turned around and saw Jen sleeping next to him. He put his arm around his wife and fell back asleep.Chapter 9---------David left early the next morning. Jen saw David off, but Mike was still asleep when David left.The work week was busy for both Mike and Jen. They didn't really get a chance to talk about what had happened with David. But Mike thought about it a lot. He was constantly hard as images of the past weekend flowed through his mind. Mike and Jen were having dinner Thursday evening when the phone rang. "Hello?" Mike watched as his wife's face broke into a big smile. "Hi! How are you? Uh, wait a minute." Jen held her hand over the phone. "It's David. I think I'll take it in the next room?""Sure."For the next hour Jen spoke with David. Mike couldn't hear what she was saying, but from her tone he could tell she was happy to talk to David. Finally she came into the living room where Mike was having another glass of wine. He poured Jen a glass. She smiled and took a sip."So how's he doing?""Good. He had a busy week he had to go to Europe. But he's back in New York now."Mike glanced at his wife's chest. Her hard nipples were apparent even through her blouse and bra. Clearly, she and David had talked about more than just their respective work weeks. Mike found himself getting hard.Mike smiled. "I'm surprised he didn't ask you out," he teased.Jen blushed. "Well, he did actually. I mean, he invited me to New York for the weekend.""New York?""Yes. He has some parties this weekend for work and he invited me to go with him."Mike's interest was piqued. "What did you say?""I told him no, of course.""Why?""Mike! Because I'm a married woman, remember?" To emphasize her point she held up her left hand with her wedding rings. "I'm not going to spend the weekend with a man who's not my husband."Mike grinned. "But you're dating David, remember? So it's natural for you to spend the weekend with him."Jen looked intently into her husband's face. "You're serious, aren't you? You think I should spend the weekend with him?"Mike shrugged. "Sure, why not? We're not doing anything this weekend."Jen was quiet for a few minutes, lost in thought. Still sounding unsure, she said hesitantly, "The parties did sound like fun."Mike's reply was immediate. "So that settles it then. Why don't you call him back and let him know you'll be coming?"Jen flew to New York the following afternoon so she would be there in time for dinner. Mike tried calling Jen a few times, but each time got her voice mail. Jen called Saturday night, but he just missed her. He tried calling back immediately, but got her voice mail again. He hit Play on the answering machine. "Hi honey, it's me," she said. He could hear loud voices and laughter in the background, like she was at a party. "I'm having fun. I'm --" Mike heard Jen laugh, and then say in a giddy voice, "Stop, will you? I'm on the phone." More laughter, and giggling. Then nothing for a few moments. Then Mike heard his wife say somewhat breathlessly, "Stop. Stop that. Don't."Nothing again. Then, she quickly said, "Honey, I've got to go. But I'll be home tomorrow night. Bye."The next day passed slowly. Mike didn't try to call Jen, and she didn't call him. He was about to leave for the airport to pick her up when the phone rang."Hello?""Hi honey, it's me.""Are you okay? I was about to leave for the airport."Jen hesitated. "Well, David asked if I could stay for a few more days. I've met some of his friends. There are more parties this week, and they've invited me.""They party during the week?"Jen giggled. "It seems like they party all the time! David does a lot of work at these parties, and he's trying to finish a big deal, so he's asked me to stay and help him.""How can you help him?""I don't know. His friends like me, so, I guess it helps if I'm there with him.""Well -- I guess it's okay.""Thanks honey!" Jen exclaimed, sounding both happy and relieved. "I'll be back Wednesday night or Thursday morning at the latest."Jen finally got home late Thursday evening. She looked tired. She gave Mike a quick peck on the cheek, and dropped into the sofa."You look exhausted."Jen stretched out on the sofa. "You have no idea. David and his friends party all the time, and they never seem to get tired."Mike sat on the couch and put Jen's feet in his lap. He rubbed her feet around her heels. He hadn't seen them before. They were pink with 4 inch stiletto heels. "New shoes?""Yeah. I didn't bring enough to wear at least, enough things that David liked so he bought me some new clothes and shoes." Mike continued to rub his wife's feet and calves. He was getting hard from the feel of her silky nylons. He could tell from the bumps in her dress that she was wearing a garter belt and stockings."That feels so good," Jen almost moaned. She slipped her feet from the heels, and leaned back into the couch. "Can you rub my feet? The new shoes David bought me are pretty, but they hurt after awhile."Mike rubbed his wife's feet, tracing along the stocking seams running along her toes. "Did you have fun?""Yeah," she said as she enjoyed the foot massage she was getting. She closed her eyes. A blonde lock fell across her face, and she brushed it away. As she did Mike saw she wasn't wearing her wedding rings."Jen, where are your rings?"Jen's eyes popped open. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry!" She reached into her purse and pulled out her wedding and engagement rings, and put them on. "It was awkward to have them on, so I took them off.""What do you mean, awkward?""Well, you know. David didn't want his friends to think his girl friend was a married woman." "You are a married woman."Jen playfully nudged her foot against her husband's chest. "Well, of course I am, silly. But David would look bad if his friends knew that."Mike was still thinking about what his wife had just said when another thought hit him. "So David introduces you as his girl friend?"Jen looked a little surprised by her husband's question. "Well... yeah. I mean, we're dating, so... Does that bother you?""No, no, that's fine," Mike said, but he was lying. For some reason it did bother him. But it turned him on, too, and his cock stiffened. With her feet in his lap Jen could feel her husband's reaction. She sighed tiredly. "Honey, I'm so tired. Can we go to sleep, and then tomorrow I'll tell you everything that happened with David?""Well, yeah, sure," Mike said, trying to hide his disappointment. He was horny and was hoping to have sex with his wife.Jen was soon asleep. Mike wasn't tired so he went downstairs. He saw Jen's suitcase next to the door, and opened it. The suitcase contained a number of expensive designer dresses. They were all silky thin, low cut and short. There were 3 or 4 pairs of sexy new shoes, all with high stiletto heels. Mike found lacy thong panties, garter belts and stockings, and new makeup. There weren't any bras in the suitcase.Mike couldn't believe Jen had worn these clothes. They were all more revealing than she normally wore. And did she always go braless with David? For years Mike had encouraged his wife to dress sexier. He was bothered that she was dressing more provocatively now, only after David entered their lives. She seemed willing to do more for David, than for him. For David's muscular body and huge cock.He ran his fingers along the silky material of one of the new dresses. He wondered how many times David had fucked his wife over the last week. Had he fucked her in this dress? Mike was hard. He took out his cock. He beat off as he touched Jen's new clothes, his mind picturing David fucking his wife. As his orgasm neared, he wrapped one of Jen's new thong panties around his cock. There was something caked on the flimsy material. David's sperm? Was Jen letting him cum inside her all the time now? With that image in his mind, Mike came into the lacy panties.The next evening Mike rushed home. That morning, Jen had promised a great dinner followed by a long evening of fantastic sex, where she would tell him about all the things she had done while away. Jen met Mike at the door and gave him a big kiss. He was a little disappointed that she was wearing just a simple frock and low heeled shoes. He was hoping she'd wear one of the new outfits David had bought her. But she still looked great and sexy in a girl-next-door sort of way.Mike couldn't wait to get his wife into bed. He proclaimed that dinner would keep, and carried Jen giggling into their bedroom. He hurriedly unzipped Jen's dress and tossed it onto the floor. Mike wanted to fuck Jen. He was tired of his hand. He wanted to feel Jen's sweet pussy flesh around his cock. So he didn't waste time on foreplay, other than a few kisses and a quick grope of her tits. He pulled off her panties and got between her legs. He didn't even bother to take off her bra. He tried to push inside his wife but she was dry. "Wait Mike," she said. "Go slow."But Mike ached to be inside his wife. He squeezed some KY on his finger and rubbed Jen's pussy lips. Then he guided his hard cock into his wife, and began to fuck her.Mike wanted to give Jen a great orgasm. He tried to copy what he had seen David do. He tried pile driving his cock into Jen. A number of times, though, his smallish cock fell out of her, leaving them both frustrated as he had to stop to guide himself back in. Then he tried pushing into Jen and rotating his hips, like he had seen David do. But it was harder than it looked. It took a lot of effort to do this, and before long he had to stop to rest. He was in decent shape for his age, but he didn't have the muscles and stamina to use these techniques.Mike looked down at Jen. He could tell she wasn't really enjoying what he was doing. He decided to fuck her like he normally did. After a few minutes he took off her bra. Mike was surprised to see that Jen's nipples weren't hard. "She's not enjoying this at all," he thought to himself.Mike realized he wasn't enjoying it much either. Jen's pussy felt loose, so he couldn't feel much. But he was dying for an orgasm! In frustration, both from Jen's unresponsiveness and his own lack of pleasure, he pulled out and straddled Jen's chest, and stroked himself. After years of marriage Jen knew what her husband liked. She reached under him and lightly caressed the sensitive skin between his balls and asshole. "God yeah," Mike groaned. Just before he came he lunged forward. Jen took him into her mouth, and swallowed his cum.***Mike felt bad about the night before. Their sex had been horrible, and he knew Jen hadn't gotten off. He was going to make up for it tonight. He was going to worship his wife's body and give her a mind blowing orgasm.As he thought about what he was going to do to Jen, his cell rang."Hello?""Hi honey, it's me.""Hi! What's up? Will you be home at the regular time?""Well, uh..." Jen hesitated. "David called and asked me out tonight."Mike's pulse quickened. "He did?""Yeah, he's in town tonight. He closed his big deal, and Todd that's his new client he has a big company here in town. Todd has a house here, too, and they're having a big party tonight to celebrate the deal.""Oh, okay... well...""But I don't want to leave you alone tonight..."Mike was feeling hurt. It seemed like Jen wanted to go out with David, but was staying home out of guilt. His pride took over. "No, go ahead and go out with David. The party sounds like fun, and we didn't have anything planned.""Are you sure? I don't want you to be lonely."Mike was getting angry, but he managed to keep the edge out of his voice. "No, really, go out with David. I'll be fine."When Mike got home he was surprised to hear Jen still upstairs. His heart leaped in his chest. Maybe she decided to stay home with him after all?But when he looked into their bedroom he saw that Jen was getting ready for her date with David. Reflectively he stepped back into the shadows of the hallway.Jen had just finished her hair and makeup, and was putting on her dress. It was one of the new dresses David had bought her. Jen was wearing a garter belt and stockings, and a thong panty, but she was going braless again. After zipping up her dress Jen brushed her hair again, and touched up her makeup. Mike was hard watching Jen dress for her date. But then his heart sank as he watched Jen take off her wedding rings, and put them into her dresser. Jen was David's girl friend again, not his wife.Chapter 10----------Mike's cell phone buzzed, indicating he had voice mail."Hi honey, it's me. David just called he's in town, and asked me out. I said yes since we haven't seen each other in over a week I'll probably spend the night, too, I hope you don't mind. Call me at David's condo if you need me. There's something in the freezer for you. Love you, bye."Mike deleted the message. For a long time he looked out the window of his office. It had been almost six months since Jen had started dating David. It seemed to Mike that Jen spent more time with David than him. Jen went out with him whenever he was in town, and it seemed that David was in town all the time. David had even bought a condo in town, and Jen often spent the night and weekends. She kept makeup and clothes at David's place. Sometimes Mike felt like Jen lived with David, and just visited him every now and then.This isn't what Mike had in mind when he encouraged Jen to date David. The sex part was okay. He didn't mind sharing Jen's body with another man. But he didn't count on Jen spending so much time with David.Was the sex part really okay? Mike thought about that. He still got hard thinking about David between his wife's legs. Thinking about Jen with David always aroused him. But sex with his wife intercourse -- wasn't very good. Whereas Jen's pussy used to fit tightly around his cock, now it was loose. Mike couldn't feel very much, so he was sure Jen couldn't either. Mike could still make his wife cum by eating her. But it didn't seem to be as pleasurable for her now, like it used to. David was a pro. He had the body and technique to bring Jen to incredible sexual highs, whether it be with his tongue, his hands, or his monster cock. Jen just didn't seem to respond to him the way she used to. They hadn't had sex in a while. It wasn't really satisfying for either of them. Jen had David so she didn't really need anything sexual from Mike. And Mike had his hand, and the images of David fucking his wife.Mike didn't feel like eating alone, so he went to a local pub. He sat at the bar and ordered a cheeseburger. As he sipped his beer, he felt a tap on his shoulder."Mike, long time no see! Good to see you!"It was Vince, a friend of a friend. They shook hands and Vince ordered a beer. "Hey Mike, I saw Jen a few months back. She was with a black guy. What happened, did you guys split up?"Mike suddenly remembered that Vince had run into Jen when she was on a date with David. His face flushed. So far they had managed to keep Jen's relationship with David a secret."Uh, well, no, we're still together," Mike managed to stammer out. "Jen was she was with a friend."Vince smiled slyly. "Yeah, well, she and that black guy were sure being friendly." Then Vince's face lighted up with realization. "Mike, are you and Jen do you guys swing?"Mike decided it was best to come clean. "Listen Vince, here's the deal. Jen has a relationship with David, okay? This isn't for public consumption, so I'd appreciate it if you could keep this to yourself."Vince laughed. "A relationship? You mean she fucks that black guy?"Mike was getting pissed. He and Jen never really liked Vince. He was an arrogant, crude ass."They have a relationship, okay? They're friends."Vince laughed again and slapped Mike on the back. "Friends with benefits, right?""Whatever. I'd appreciate it if you'd keep this quiet.""Sure, sure buddy, whatever, I won't tell anyone. But you're okay with Jen screwing other guys?""Yeah I mean, I'm okay with it. Anyway, it's not other guys, it's just David.""David? That's the big black guy I saw her with? Is it true what they say about black guys?"Mike shrugged. "He's pretty big."Vince laughed. "I get it now. Jen's a size queen, right? And you're challenged in that department?"Mike flushed with embarrassment. Vince saw his discomfort and playfully nudged Mike with his arm. "Oh, come on man, I'm just joking! I don't mean anything by it!" Then Vince turned serious. "Listen Mike, if you don't mind me saying, Jen is a real hottie. And I'm pretty well endowed myself. If she ever gets tired of David and wants some white meat, well, I'd be sure willing to offer my services."Vince's friends arrived and he left soon after that. To his surprise, Mike realized he was hard. For some reason the conversation with Vince aroused him. Later that evening, alone in bed, Mike wrapped one of Jen's worn stockings around his cock. He fantasized about Jen with Vince as he masturbated. Vince wasn't handsome like David, and was out of shape. Somehow, Mike found the image of fat ugly Vince fucking his wife incredibly arousing. It didn't take long before Mike came into Jen's sexy silk stocking.***It was Easter morning and Mike and Jen were getting ready for church. Mike was in a suit, and Jen had picked out a pretty floral pink and green dress.Mike ran his hand down his wife's back, and felt her bra strap. "Honey, do something for me. Don't wear a bra today."Jen smiled and playfully punched her husband. "Honey, I can't do that. You'd be able to see my nipples through the dress.""Well, at least get rid of the pantyhose, and wear stockings.""Mike, no," Jen whined. "This dress is too short. I don't want to flash everyone in church."Mike watched as Jen slipped on low heel shoes. He didn't even bother to try to get her to wear stilettos.Soon after they got home from church the phone rang. Jen rushed to the phone. "Hello?"Jen's face brightened. "Hi there! You're here already? I wasn't expecting you until tonight. No, no, that's great." Jen anxiously looked over to Mike. "Honey, David arrived early. So I'm going over to his place, okay?""Uh well okay." "I'll be right over," Jen said excitedly into the phone. "About an hour? I have to change." Jen giggled. "My Easter dress, why?" More giggles. "You're so bad. Okay, okay. I'll see you soon. Me too. Bye."After she hung up, Mike asked, "Why did he ask you about your dress?"Jen looked down, almost shyly, and then said, "He asked me to wear my Easter dress for our date.""Oh ah okay."Jen ran up the stairs to get ready. Mike was curious. What did she need to do, since she was already in the dress she was going to wear? He went upstairs and peered into their bedroom. Jen had unzipped her dress. She had taken off her bra. She was rubbing rouge over her nipples. Then she sprayed perfume between her breasts, and zipped her dress. Once again she was going braless for David.Jen hiked up her skirt, and pulled off her pantyhose and panties. She put on a garter belt, and then sprayed perfume lightly over her pussy. Then she carefully rolled silk stockings over her legs. She didn't bother with panties. She pulled her skirt down after attaching the garters to the stocking welts. She slipped on her hot pink stiletto heels. She looked in the mirror, and adjusted her dress. Then she searched in her dresser for a few minutes, and finally found a ribbon that she liked. It was green with pink polka dots, and matched her dress perfectly. She carefully put the ribbon in her hair. The wholesomeness of the Easter dress and ribbon in her long blonde hair was a stark contrast to her fuck me pumps and erect nipples poking through her dress. He had never seen her look so desirable.Mike stormed into the bedroom and looked at Jen's chest. Her nipples and areolas were clearly visible through the thin material of her dress, especially now that they were darken by the rouge. "So, you'll go braless for David, but not me?" he said angrily.Jen sighed. "Mike, don't start."Mike pulled up her skirt, exposing her stocking tops and garters, and then higher, exposing her bare pussy. "You don't seem worried about flashing people now.""Mike, you know this is different.""Yeah, I know," Mike said bitterly. "You want to turn David on so he'll fuck you with his big cock. You don't seem to care about me anymore."Jen shook her head, and gently took her husband's hands in hers. "You know that's not it. I didn't want to dress so revealing in church. I'm going on a date with David."Mike scowled at his wife. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he said with an acid voice.Jen looked confused. "What?"Mike pointed at her wedding rings. "Aren't you going to take those off?" he said angrily.Jen looked at her left hand and realized her mistake. Resigned, she shrugged, and took off her rings. She put them in her dresser. "Mike, I have to go," she said tenderly. "Let's talk about this later, okay?"She turned to leave, but Mike grabbed her arm. "Just tell me one thing. Do you love him?""Mike, let's not have this conversation now.""Why not? Why can't you answer my question?"Jen was silent. She looked down at the floor, seemingly unable to look Mike in the face."Does David love you? Has he told you he loves you?"Jen hesitated, but eventually looked at Mike, a look of resignation on her pretty face. "Yes. He's told me he loves me."Mike's face clouded with anger. "Do you love him? Answer my question, damn it!" Jen hesitated again, carefully judging her words. Finally, she said, "I... I have feelings for him."Mike felt like he had been slapped across the face. He turned away, looking disheartened. Jen reached out to him. "Mike, what did you expect would happen?" she asked tenderly.He didn't answer. Finally, Jen said, "I really have to go." She kissed him gently on the cheek. "I'll be home tomorrow. We'll talk more then."***Mike felt hurt and jealous. Jen's words had cut him like a knife. She loved David? She didn't use those words, but her actions spoke volumes. He looked at the clock. Jen would just be getting to David's place. He wondered if they'd immediately fuck. Or maybe his distress had gotten to her, and she might break up with David? Or at least slow things down?Mike grabbed his keys and drove into the city. He got to David's condo in record time, and took the elevator up. Mike had brought alone the spare key David kept in their house.Mike unlocked the door, and silently stepped into the foyer. He didn't hear any sounds coming from the living room. He quietly walked towards the master bedroom. Maybe, at that very moment, Jen was telling David that they had to stop seeing each other because their dating was hurting him? Jen might even be crying, feeling so bad at how she had neglected him? With those hopeful thoughts Mike silently moved to the master bedroom. But as he got closer, he didn't hear talking or crying. Instead, he heard moans. Even before he saw, he knew the moans were coming from his wife.Mike looked into the bedroom, making sure he couldn't be seen. Jen was on top of David, slowly fucking him. He was nude. Jen was still completely dressed, and her skirt made it impossible for Mike to see David's cock entering his wife. But the pleasure Jen was feeling was apparent from the look of ecstasy on her pretty face. Jen turned her head so her blonde hair fell onto David's muscular chest. She wore her hair longer now, just as David liked. As Jen fucked David her blonde hair swayed back and forth across his chest, making him shutter. David reached up and fondled her breasts. Jen reached behind her and unzipped her dress, and David pulled it down to her waist. Then his big black hands returned to her tits, this time on her bare skin. Her rock hard nipples looked so inviting. David seemed to think the same thing, and he lifted himself up and started sucking them. This sent Jen into a frenzy, and she rode his cock even harder. Her lithe body tensed as she came.Jen pulled David's lips from her breasts and kissed him. He rolled her over onto her back. As he fucked her he ran his hands over her stockinged legs, and kissed her feet around her heels. David began fucking her harder, and Jen wrapped her legs around his waist. With each of his thrusts, Jen dug her stiletto heels into his ass, her garter straps pressing against her shapely thighs."Fuck me, oh god, fuck me, fuck me," Jen pleaded as she neared another orgasm."I'm cuming baby! I'm gonna shoot my nigger baby juice inside you! Is that what you want? Do you want my black baby growing inside you?""God yes! Fuck me! Cum in me! Make me pregnant with your black baby!"Mike's head was swirling. He had lost track of when Jen was ovulating. His heart was pounding and he could barely breathe. His cock was so hard. He took it out and beat off as he watched David fuck his wife."Here it cums, baby, here it cums!" David lunged into Jen, and then spastically pounded her, each time shooting a load of fertile black sperm into her womb. For long minutes he stayed deep inside Jen, sealing his baby making juice inside her. Jen didn't try to get David off of her. Instead, she dug her stilettos into David's ass, encouraging him to keep his cock inside her.Mike was sick at what he was seeing. He had cum at the same time as David. He pushed his soft dick back into his pants, and silently made his way out of David's condo.Chapter 11----------The next morning the phone rang. Mike picked up the phone, expecting to hear Jen's voice."Hey buddy." It wasn't Jen. It was David. "I was wondering if we could get together this morning."Two hours later Mike was sitting across from David in a Starbucks. "Jen's really upset," David said. "Apparently you two had an argument yesterday?""Yeah, I'm sure she's upset," Mike said bitterly. The images of Jen so enthusiastically fucking David the day before were still fresh in his mind. She must have dragged David into bed as soon as she got to his condo. She sure hadn't acted like she was upset.David smiled. "So tell me Mike. How does your dick feel inside Jen's pussy nowadays?"The abrupt change of subject caught Mike off-guard. "Uh, well...""Your wife isn't as tight as she used to be, is she?" David asked, still smiling. "Let me tell you something. Her pussy will never go back to the way it was. It might tighten up a little. And Jen might learn to use her pussy muscles on you better. But her pussy will never fit you like a glove again. Never."Mike flushed. "What's the point of this?""Mike, did you ever wonder why I pursued your wife so aggressively?""Well, I assumed...""You assumed I was attracted to your wife," David interrupted. "Well, that's true. Jen is a beautiful woman. The fact that I knew her from college added to it, too. But Mike and you'll have to take my word on this I have my choice of many beautiful women. So, why do you think I chose your wife?"Mike shook his head. He didn't doubt David had his choice of beautiful women. David smiled again. "Mike, I chose Jen because she was your wife. She was so devoted to you. She was content with her sex life with you. You and Jen were the perfect example of a wonderful marriage."David saw that Mike looked confused. "Mike, don't you get it? I took all that away from you. Now, she looks at me with adoring eyes, not you. She doesn't wear her wedding rings anymore, does she? And she doesn't want sex with you. When was the last time she fucked you? Shit, when was the last time she even let you touch her? Her body's mine now. She loves my cock, lusts for it."David looked triumphantly. "That's what turns me on, Mike. To take a sexy MILF like Jen, and make her mine. And that's what I've done. Your wife is mine. Her body, and her heart. All of her. Mine. Did you know Jen wants to have my baby? She might already be pregnant. How will you feel watching her belly getting big with my black baby?"David laughed. "And here's the best part. I'm telling you how I've completely fucked you over. How I've stolen your wife. And your little dick is probably hard, right? This is all turning you on!"Mike didn't answer, but his red embarrassed face gave David his answer. David laughed again. Mike cursed himself. Why was he so weak!"So... what are you going to do? Are you going to marry Jen?"David laughed again, shaking his head. "Mike, I have no interest in marrying Jen, or any woman. I'm not getting tied down, or have some bitch's hand into my wallet. In fact, I'm done with Jen. I broke up with her this morning."Mike was bewildered. "What?"David looked at Mike with scorn. "Man, don't be so dense. I've done what I wanted to do with you and Jen. It's time for fresh pussy." David leaned over the table with an evil glint in his eye. "But I just wanted you to know that I could have had her, if I wanted. If I wanted Jen to divorce you, and marry me, all I'd have to do is ask her. So when your pretty wife holds your hand when she says she loves you when she makes love to you just remember -- you were the consolation prize. She's only with you because I didn't want her."David stood up. "Just remember one thing. I can come back anytime, and take Jen back. So if you don't want that, you have to something. If Jen is pregnant with my baby, you have to let her have it. If I find out she got an abortion, I'll come back and take her away from you. Understand?"Mike nodded.David started to walk away, then stopped. "One last thing. A word of advice. Get your dick in check, man! If you play this game again, you may not run into a guy like me who's willing to walk away at the end. Other than her loose pussy, I'm giving your wife back to you the way I found her. I didn't tattoo or pierce her, or get her hooked on drugs, or gangbang her. You're a lucky dude. You may not be so lucky the next time."***Mike found Jen in tears when he got home. She was despondent for weeks after. She didn't want to talk about what had happened with David, and Mike didn't push. Eventually things started getting back to normal. Mike thanked god when Jen got her period. It was amazing that David hadn't got her pregnant. Mike never told Jen about his last conversation with David. But David's words hung over Mike. After seeing the pleasure David gave his wife, and the adoration and attention Jen lavished on David while they were dating, Mike didn't doubt that David could have had her if he wanted. It hurt that Jen loved another man, and would have left him if given the chance. But the dark side of Mike was turned on by it, too.David was right about something else. Jen's pussy was loose and didn't seem to be returning to normal. Mike tried to satisfy his wife with his hand and tongue, but he sensed that she longed for a large cock. Mike started thinking about the conversation with Vince. Now that she had gotten over David, maybe Jen was ready for Vince?Epilogue--------Jen still couldn't help crying now and then, although it was getting better. But would it ever be the same again?It didn't bother Jen that David had broken up with her. In fact, she had been planning to break up with him. David had a great body and was a wonderful lover, but he was arrogant and inconsiderate too. Did she have feelings for him? Of course, how could she not, after being intimate with him for so many months. But she didn't love him, and never would. She loved her husband, exclusively, and always would. Mike was tender and caring. Yes, she enjoyed fucking David. But she never would have done it without her husband's urging. She only dated David because it turned Mike on so much.What nagged her was the video David showed her after breaking up. He was such a jerk! The security system in David's condo recorded Mike beating off as David fucked her for the last time. It was their farewell fuck. In the video she saw that Mike got turned on when David talked about getting her pregnant. He came when she begged David to cum inside her and make her pregnant with his black baby.Of course she hadn't meant it. People say crazy things in the heat of passion. She had gone on the pill shortly after starting up with David. She wasn't crazy! She hadn't told either Mike or David because, for some reason, the risk of David impregnating her turned both men on. But she never believed that her husband really wanted her to be pregnant with another man's baby.Did he want her to have another man's baby? Did his fantasies go that far? Maybe at that moment he was just lost in passion, too. She hoped so. Mike seemed happy that she was no longer seeing David. Their sex wasn't that great right now. But maybe she'd start going braless, and wear stockings more often. Maybe wear those slutty outfits David bought her. Maybe that would get Mike interested in sex with her again.At least Mike hadn't asked her to sleep with someone else.END |
thrills.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/thrills.txt | Part 1------After so many years of a happy marriage John and Sara thought nothing could come between them. Kids left home, mortgage paid, nice cars and good jobs. An ideal way to live and with one's perfect partner.But there can be a problem with having it so good. The danger was lacking and when John suggested some sexual adventure Sara was responsive. That's how the dream life and partnership began to crack.At 5'5" trim and blond Sara was aware of her attraction to men but other than occasional flirting she was a strictly one-woman man. Why play around when you get the right guy first time? At 38 lack of sexual experience wasn't something she was going to lose sleep over but her husband's suggestion intrigued her.John was very proud of his wife. It was great to have a wife who was an intelligent professionally qualified woman, your best friend, lover and gorgeous with it. But as a sexual predator in his youth he had become more aware of a growing preoccupation with his wife's early innocence. Not lacking in confidence or self- esteem he wondered if he dare try an idea most happy husbands would shrink in horror at.After initial reticence Sara considered that as she too was confident in the strength of their relationship what harm could it do to help her husband live out a sexual fantasy. Provided she could shake off her own physical coolness to the prospect of intimacy with another man may be it could be fun."There have to be some ground rules, John," she began."Of course, love. In fact I have some myself. But go on, you first.""It's a one off thing." She went on, "And it must be at home where I can feel comfortable. I must have the right to stop things if I want and I must meet the guy first.""No problems with that. My main point you've already covered... we'll only do it once and whoever the guy is must know that at the beginning. But my other point is this; knowing it is once only I want a full account from you of all your feelings of the occasion, the nice and the not so nice, the thrilling and the mundane, the physical and the emotional regardless of how you think I might react"This last point was a difficult one for Sara. Her natural inclination was always to be honest with John but in considering this new adventure she had counted on keeping her feelings about this tryst to herself. Whether these are good or bad their relationship surely deserved some protection. If she enjoyed it would it affect John in a way he might not know; if she didn't would it ruin his fantasy and render the whole thing futile.She put this to him but he was insistent. They agreed to do it.It was weeks later that anything happened. Throughout the interim the prospect had sparked extra thrill to their love- making and occasionally it would provoke serious discussion about practicalities. One example being the question of contraception. John had had a vasectomy so Sara had no need for the pill. They agreed that the alternatives would be condoms or the "safe period."And then it happened."I hope you're ready love," John's voice gave away his excitement even over the phone."Remember how I told you about Bob and how he's just moved here from overseas and been put under my supervision until he gets settled? I've gently sounded him out and I think he's the right man though he's got his own conditions. I've asked him to join us tonight."Sara for the first time was nervous. She asked him hesitantly, "A-are you sure... Not about him... I mean are you sure?"John's excitement made him almost dismissive. "8:30 then."Though not without trepidation Sara thought she ought to ready herself. As she put on her sexiest black lingerie in front of the mirror she began to see herself as someone other than her husband might see her. She really was a beautiful woman. She flicked her hair as she might do flirtatiously as a younger woman; eyed herself sideways and admired her profiled breasts. She began to feel the stirrings of lust and for the first time considered she might actually enjoy the evening. She didn't know this "Bob" at all but she did recall her husband telling her he had a new man working with him. She wondered what kind of conversation could have lead to a discussion about sex with your boss's wife. How had John decided on his suitability? She knew he'd be giving her a veto but she suspected her husband's choice would be appropriate.It was 8:45 when she heard the door. The delay had given her time to take a couple of stiff whiskeys and heightened her anticipation."Hi, honey... you OK?.. You look stunning."She was dressed in her black cocktail dress; low cut and above the knee. Her sheer black stockings and 3" heels emphasized her slim ankles and sexy legs."I'm fine. Where is he?""Parking up. I think you'll like him but I haven't forgotten our agreement. If in doubt you can stop it.""I love you, John."Later John was to reflect quite deeply on those words and their timing."Come on in Bob and have a seat."To Sara's stunned surprise a tall black man stepped through the door, 6'3," smart, handsome and wide! This should have been mentioned, thought Sara. Was this part of the fantasy."This is my wife, Sara. Sara this is Bob."A brief handshake couldn't hide a sense of discomfort as Bob and Sara eyed each other, her with caution, he with delight. Sara wondered if she'd given away any signs to her husband. She liked Bob.In what seemed only moments of embarrassed discomfort Bob seemed to be the most at ease."John and I have discussed your agreement, Sara, and I think he may have explained I have to have a few conditions met before we can go further."Sara was a little taken aback at the forwardness of the man and whilst there was no disputing his charm he certainly didn't appear to be acting like a man conscious that he was in his boss's home."Firstly, I feel I must be offered some protection. If we are to proceed with this venture and either of you are discomfited I will be open to accusations of sexual assault or abuse. I'm a proud man and I couldn't live with that hanging over me. Men of my race can be more vulnerable to that kind of accusation.""How do we resolve that?" asked Sara."I will require a short video of you both holding this agreement which I will ask you to sign on camera. It makes a simple statement but it means you can't later deny your consent was ever given."It seemed a simple suggestion. Sara looked at her husband who smiled and nodded at her reassuringly. He must have had prior knowledge of this to be so at ease.Bob continued, "Secondly, I'm not comfortable with condoms. If that means deferring our plans until you feel "safe" then we can rearrange that at your convenience."Sara glanced at John."Are you safe tonight, honey?" he asked.She nodded.Bob went on, "Of course I know your terms. Once only and you say yes or no."Sara gave another look to John. She saw no opposition so hesitantly she turned to Bob and said, "Yes.""And one final thing... whilst you can say yes or no at any time up to penetration neither can then say no after penetration, indeed, from that point on we will proceed to climax without interruption"Sara was somehow suddenly shocked and aroused to hear such explicit language.Bob immediately took charge whilst John was happy to take direction."Stand over here, both of you and face me."They took their positions as Bob took out his digital movie camera. He handed the agreement to Sara with a pen, and instructed her to read it out as John stood at her shoulder. He began filming as Sara read out loud,"I Sara S. agree that Bob W will be allowed unrestrained sexual access to my body without hindrance and with the full consent of my husband John S." Sara blushed as she heard her own voice enunciate the words. She continued until all the points of their agreement had been covered. She leaned forward, signed and handed the pen to John.By now a subtle shift was taking place between John and Sara. Sara felt a strange wave of exhilaration as she felt released of her responsibility for herself. John felt the first hint of hesitation. Bob spoke as if conscious of the change. His voice was demanding and brooked no dissent."I John S agree that Bob W will be allowed unrestrained access to my wife's body without hindrance..."Bob interrupted him, "Drop the shoulders of your wife's dress and remove her bra."Husband and wife both looked startled. "NOW!" he insisted.Taken aback John did as he was told. There they both stood facing Bob, John still in his business suit, Sara in her beautiful cocktail dress but with both breasts exposed."Continue," he ordered. "And with the full consent of my wife Sara S..."John glanced sideways and saw how erect his wife's nipples were as she stood to attention alongside him. He too was aware of his own erection and knew as Bob must that lust would take over from here.He finished and signed."That wasn't too bad now was it? I have my protection now so shall we proceed."Bob seemed far more relaxed now and a new atmosphere developed. Drinks flowed small talk picked up and John and Sara found themselves warming greatly to their newfound friend. In fact was it not for Sara's exposed breasts they would have seemed like any group of old friends shooting the breeze.As the evening progressed Bob took charge again. In the middle of a tale John was telling about an old boss Bob rudely interrupted,"Bring me Sara's panties." Both were shocked again.This time John made a stand. "Bob, this bullying, its not part of the deal. How about some courtesy."Sara was taken aback but immediately understood her husbands point."I'm sorry John" he replied genuinely, "its just that its how I get off... .perhaps we should stop this and I'll leave now"John hesitated looked at Sara and then knew if they didn't do this now they never would."No... stop. We'll do it your way.""Then bring me your wife's knickers NOW!"John jumped, looked at his wife, and was shocked to see a lustful smile on her face.He approached her and as she lay languidly on the sofa he reached under her dress and began to ease down her panties. She raised herself slightly to facilitate their removal. John was surprised at how damp they'd already become."Now hand them to me."John held them out to Bob.Sara turned crimson as he examined them."Take off your trousers and underwear, John, and stand over there facing Sara and me."Once again Bob's assertiveness seemed to override John's instinctive reluctance.As John stood with suit jacket, shirt and tie on and nothing else he felt ridiculous. His shirttails would have hidden his privates were it not for his erection peeping through."Isn't it strange how our bodies and minds can be so out of tune with each other. Sara you must be nervous and frightened of the prospect of another man possessing your body yet your undergarments are wet from your body's anticipation."And you John are about to watch your wife of many years and who has never had another man take her. You must have fear or anxiety that this rampant Blackman will satisfy your beloved wife better than you can and yet there you stand half dressed before us with an erection."Stay still with your hands behind your back until I say otherwise... Sara, stand with the table between you and your husband and face him."Bob moved behind Sara and from there reached in front of her and cupped her breasts.Sara looked directly at her husband trying to read his thoughts. Should she relax into this with resignation and let the wonderful sensations overtake her or for the sake of her husband resist. She couldn't read him. But this was what he wanted and surely his erection was a clue. John stared back. His wife's gorgeous pale breasts were being held and caressed by two large black hands. What could he see in her eyes? Lust, fear, hurt? What did he want to see?John watched Bob rest his head into her shoulder and begin whispering to her.Immediately a wave of jealousy overcame him. He talked in low tones for minutes but it seemed much longer to John.First she smiled in response to him but as he continued John watched as her breathing deepened, her eyes occasionally closing in apparent ecstasy. What had gone before was titillating for John. This tortured him. Sara's occasional glances towards him heightened his discomfort.Bob's hands left her nipples and slid down her sides over her hips. He raised her dress and Sara felt his erection on her rear.John heard the zipper of his fly come down and watched Bob clearly wriggling into position behind his wife. She felt the hard flesh between her buttocks."John?""I think I'm OK, Sara. It's OK."He couldn't believe he'd said it.From his position before them he couldn't see how close the act was. With a visible thrust from him and a look of unbridled lust on his wife's face he knew the act had started and it was too much."STOP!" he screamed.He saw Sara try to edge forward and away but she was held firmly by the hips where she was.Sara was startled. This mans penis though unseen was big. It had spread her further than she was used to but it was exquisite. Her husband's shout though had brought her crashing to reality. He was distressed yet the firmness of Bob's hold kept her prisoner on his penis and she couldn't respond.Bob spoke, "Don't you dare move until I say so."John was intimidated by the man's booming voice."Now all this was your idea, wasn't it. I have kept my part of the bargain and its only fair you keep to yours. Shortly this will be all over and you can both get back to your comfortable lives but right now we have obligations to each other."His now calm measured tones relaxed John and reason displaced the fog of emotion."Come over here," he said to John.John walked over feeling dazed and confused at the mix of emotions yet still supporting an erection the strength of which he could not remember having experienced. As he got to them Bob lifted Sara's dress and proudly showed his penis firmly embedded in John's wife's vagina.John was transfixed. Its girth was truly monstrous and his wife's lips hugged it tight. It seemed to have the girth of his forearm but how could it. She couldn't possibly take it, surely.Sara was thrilling with blissful humiliation. This man's penis was in as far as her husband had ever been and she couldn't deny the intense physical pleasure it gave her. She felt full and stretched but surprisingly not uncomfortable. What's more her husband's willingness to witness her first infidelity at point blank range thrilled her."Would you both accept we have penetration?" Bob said. He got acknowledgement from both."And what is the rule about penetration, Sara?""We don't finish until climax""Is that right, John?" Still his voice was calm measured and reassuring."Yes, Bob."John watched as the rest of the penis disappeared slowly into his wife.Bob changed in an instant, "Now fuck off over there and watch me fuck the living daylights out of your wife, you pathetic wimp."Sara mentally recoiled at her husband's treatment but pushed back onto the monstrous penis anyway."How does that feel Sara?"No reply. He held himself right up to her cervix and stayed still. Then he looked at John."She can feel the heat and the throbbing of my cock, John and I can feel her cunt clenching and squeezing. Even though we're both still she knows and I know her body wants to drain my balls of spunk. Now listen carefully to this."He slowly withdrew and John knew what he was meant to hear; the wet squelching noises."I don't know what she's thinking but I know she's loving this. Ask her."The physical sensations were overwhelming for her. Her thoughts began to join her body and his use of crude and base language helped her form them. Unspoken thoughts crowded her mind. Don't pull out, fuck me, use me, fill me with your spunk. I'm yours. I worship you.John tried desperately to read her face. He saw pleasure. How much? Did she love it? He asked her."Are you OK, Sara?"OK? She thought. I'm in fucking heaven, you useless sod. You've put me on the end of this enormous black cock for your pleasure and then asked me if I'm OK. But she said, "I'm fine; I hope it's what you wanted it to be and that your alright with it."She replied with a calmness she did not feel. "Tell her what you're thinking, John."Bob was now working is cock in and out of his wife with ease. The squelching and slapping picked up tempo."I have a beautiful wife looking unbelievably sexy as she's fucking another man.""Have some of my thoughts, John and while you listen let me see you jack off."John handled his own penis feeling embarrassed in front of his wife but needing it anyway. Sara was shocked to see her husband's complicit ness in his own humiliation and began to question her own sensitivity towards him. Bob continued."I have your wife. My cock is further into her cunt than yours has ever been and ever will be. When you fuck her again she will know and you will know that you are second best. Her deepest realms are mine and I am going to plant my seed there... "Sara began to moan. Her outward loyalty to her husband was crumbling. She saw the effect her moan had on John. He looked ready to come. For the first time she looked over her shoulder at Bob and smiled seductively."I-I could keep her if I wanted, John. I could own her, enslave her, fuck her at will..."Right then Sara felt it was true. Please fuck me hard. Shoot that spunk into my cunt.She saw her husband ejaculate. She turned to her lover and said it aloud.Bob grinned, "Tell him to ask me."Sara understood the intent."John, ask Bob to fuck me hard and fill me with his spunk," she teased.Deprived now of the sexual stimulation he winced and shook his head."Come on John, quickly. You've got what you wanted; it's my turn," He mumbled. "Come on, John.""Please fuck my wife and fill her with your spunk."As Bob went to it and John saw the look of ecstasy on his wife's face he looked away. But he couldn't escape her words."I'm yours Bob, fill me now."For the first time in her life Sara felt the incredible sensation of spurting semen against her cervix and it sent an orgasm shuddering through her.John looked on helplessly. He'd never seen his wife orgasm so violently. He wanted to speak to her but could find no words. She lay across the table exhausted with Bob on her back. He couldn't catch Sara's eye but Bob grinned at him triumphantly as he met his.Bob withdrew and made to get dressed.Sara felt globs of sperm running down the inside of her thighs and it felt lovely but the withdrawal of that gorgeous cock left an aching gap. She lifted herself and turned for a furtive glance at the penis that had done this to her but too late; he'd turned away.Bob was ready to leave with indecent haste."Hope it was everything you wished for, John."John didn't reply."You are beautiful, Sara. If you two ever split be sure to contact me. You know you'd have enjoyed that a lot more if you'd not had that pricks feelings to worry about. But if you ask me he gets off just as much on the humiliation as I do on the power. And you, my dear, love the loss of control. "He turned to John as he made for the door."I'll take these as a souvenir," he said scooping up his wife's sexy underwear.And with that he'd gone.It was as if there was some kind of vortex in the room. An empty atmosphere, a void, a presence gone and nothing to say or feel.Eventually John recovered and approached his exhausted wife now slumping on the sofa. Neither spoke but as John embraced her both felt the void fill. They knew it was the presence of mutual love.As they roused themselves to bed the affection continued. Wrapped in embrace he felt her naked rear, moved his hand further and with sweet pain felt the hot wet chasm of her spread vagina. She felt him feel it too.Part 2------The following day, Saturday, not much was said between John and Sara. There was respite from the thoughts left by the previous night's events in the normal weekend routine. It wasn't that both felt there was a lot to talk about. It was just the need for a mental rest.By Sunday John started to think about his return to work and his first encounter with Bob. He'd have to reassert his authority after the experience they'd been through. As he pondered this Sara spoke."Now that we've done it, how do you feel about it, John?"He considered. "I think I enjoyed it... but I'm glad we put the once only rule in."There was a moment's pause. Then he went on."What about you?""The same."The ice was broken and John now found his curiosity piqued.Now he could ask about the moments he hated."Remember part of the deal was you tell me everything? What did he whisper before he entered you.""Are you really sure you want to know?"John was sure and he told her so."Don't protect me, tell me."The effects the words had, said aloud, startled both of them."He said that you are a wimp who loves being pushed around. He said he was going to take me from you and make me his slut. That he didn't care about the agreement and he would do as he pleases. He said you were going to suck his cock in front of me and get you to put his cock in me. He said he would make you masturbate in front of me as proof of what he was going to do. He said he would stop you fucking me ever again. He would forbid me wearing underwear; show me off to his friends and your colleagues"In moments they were frantically fucking; both their imaginations fired up.In the afterglow it seemed their experiment had worked. Even John's awareness that his wife's pussy seemed looser than usual didn't dim the passion. They could live on this fantasy for months.It was only when John got back to work the next day that he had the first inkling of a problem.When at 9:30 there was no sign of Bob, John buzzed Sue his secretary and asked if there was any word from him. Sue seemed surprised. He'd called earlier and said he wouldn't be in and that you would know where he was.John was puzzled. He called Bob at home but there was no reply. Maybe John had forgotten about some appointment he'd had. He tried the cell. No reply.At 10:30 Sue buzzed John. "Its your wife, line 5."John picked up the line."Honey, it's me. Bob's here."John was silent."He says he's here to take... no, to fuck me... ..Now. He has me bent over our bed... .he's holding his penis... cock against my cunt... oh my god he's in me... God he's big... so nice... mmmm.. Gently Bob, please... ohhh... please... mmmmm... he wants to speak to you..."John heard Bob's voice."We can't talk long John. You'll be very busy doing my work whilst I'm fucking this whore wife of yours. Just a second... There, that's your wife's first orgasm of the day. Wait just a minute... yes that's come up very well on the video."John was crushed. His self-delusion that he had engineered and controlled the game was shattered."You fucking bastard... leave her alone...""Stay calm, John. You're going to do as I ask or this video may get into the wrong hands. Put it with the one we took on Friday and I'm sure it'll have a life changing effect for you both. Now, are you calm?"John took a grip of himself though he felt like crying."What do you want?""Your absolute obedience. We'll start now. Make your excuses and leave for home. Call at 1541 East Street and pick up a gift I have for you both and bring it here."He did as he was told. A man in the art store gave him a parcel clearly marked "Mr. and Mrs. S. Do not open until instructed" He continued home.On arrival Bob opened the door."Welcome home, John. Sara's in the dining room."He entered and saw his wife. There seemed to be no evidence of the earlier sexual activity. Had it happened? Had it been a game to upset him?"Now you can unwrap the gift I have for you."Between them they cautiously began unwrapping. It seemed to be a glass display case. As they stood it on the table they saw its contents. A large erect black phallus, some kind of African artifact maybe or some grotesque fertility symbol obviously enlarged for maximum visual effect. Whatever, it fascinated them both."Modeled on my very own, indeed an exact replica."Sara was unbelieving. This was too large for any woman to take.John's reaction was the same until he remembered that vision, partly concealed by Sara's vagina, of Bob's arm-like cock.A small plaque on the front of the box read simply, "Our Master.""Keep it on display.""But Bob, our friends... visitors." Sara was distraught and unbelievably aroused. "Thrilling isn't it. And Bob this is for you."He produced what looked like an ordinary office ink stamp. He could make out the word in reverse. "Cuckold"Bob began to give instructions. "Lift up your dress and sit on the table, Sara."She did."Open your legs wide."Shyly and slowly she did. And she knew what would be seen by her husband.John stared at his wife's cunt. It was shaved, gaping and leaking come, copiously.Above it were stamped the words "Slave.""Drop your pants."John did.He couldn't hide his erection."Stand between your wife's legs with your cock at her cunt. DON'T TOUCH."His raging hard on desperately wanted to sink into his wife's cunt. Sara had never seen him so hard. She knew her instructions, took the stamp from John and pressed it firmly on his cock. They both stared at the word it left and then John ejaculated."You like this, John." It was half question, half statement and then total realisation. Sara felt released."I'm his now, John. I'm promising my body to him. He can do what he wants with me and I'm going to love it. Please Bob fuck me again so I can enjoy it without guilt.""Later, dear," he replied.Their lives did indeed change from then on.Part 3------Bob would visit their home at any time and without notice. Each time he would fuck Sara at will and without regard for circumstance. On one occasion he arrived when they were entertaining a couple of friends. His appearance demanded an introduction but after courteous hellos he asked Sara to step into the kitchen area. It was an uncomfortable moment; the guests seemed embarrassed at his forthrightness and their hosts' passivity. Sara was visible from waist height above the serving surface and Bob stood behind her. Though they couldn't be seen by the guests John was in direct line. John tried to sustain conversation with the friends as it became clear Bob was fucking Sara before his eyes but behind their backs. He mentally prayed that they wouldn't turn round and see what he was seeing. In a few moments Bob returned to the table, made his excuses and left. Sara returned and joined the company looking somewhat flushed and with no acknowledgement to her husband.On another occasion he arrived when friends were visiting and did the same thing but this time sent her back to the table with a switched-on vibrator in her cunt. He left with John and Sara trying to keep up conversation over the buzzing it made and Sara trying desperately to maintain composure.Eventually though this was not enough for him and he spoke to them about how he planned to move things on. His main plans revolved around Sara.The three of them sat in their lounge as Bob held court. Each was casually turned out except that once again Sara was made to feel discomfited by keeping her breasts and naked cunt on display. This meant her blouse was open, her skirt slid up her thighs and her legs apart. Bob explained."You are not to have sex with your wife again without my permission. In fact there is to be no physical contact between you. Nor are you to relieve yourself, John. Sara you will only get satisfaction by following my instructions. If I find you have done it any other way there will be consequences. You are my slaves for as long as I am entertained by you both. Sara, you are to come with me tonight. Bob you can stay here and imagine all the nasty things I have planned for her."Both Bob and John could see the lubrication his words had produced. Sara's cunt shone."Don't get too excited, Sara. You can't imagine how I intend to humiliate you. We're really going to find your limits... and then surpass them.""And John I understand how uneasy you'll be feeling about how I'm going to use your wife but spare a thought for yourself. I'll find your level very quickly."Bob allowed Sara to fasten her blouse and in moments they were gone.Throughout the night John worried about her but also couldn't deny to himself the unexpected kick he was getting from the lurid thoughts that filled his mind. Despite the warnings of his "Master" he masturbated over and over.When Sara returned it was early morning. John was still in bed. She entered the room and gently roused him. He woke quickly and was about to gush his words of concern when she put her finger to her mouth to hush him."He says you have to look."John sat up as his wife turned her back, bent forward showing her beautiful behind and pulled her cheeks apart. John could see her swollen pussy lips, the unmistakable globs of sperm that smothered her from her thighs to her ass and a silver chain maybe 3" long which was somehow fastened to one cunt lip at one end. At the other end was a small bell. It tinkled as she moved."What...?" he didn't finish."He made me fuck one of your colleagues from work."She climbed into bed beside him. She looked tired but not stressed or worried. John was worried. His wife was a slut and he was incredibly turned on."He said you have to lick me clean." The idea repulsed him and if truth be known, her too. She understood his hesitation. "There will be consequences if we don't, John." He examined the task. He lifted the chain aside and slowly at first lapped her sodden pussy. It wasn't so bad. Sara laid back languorously, arms behind head. The physical sensation was nice but it was her husband's subjugation that sparked the orgasm. Afterwards he climbed on her and quickly added what spunk remained in his balls to that of his colleagues."I'm phoning in sick, John but Bob's expecting you at work. You'd better go."As he dressed his thoughts were frantic. Who had fucked her? Would he see them at work? Would they say anything to him or to other colleagues? His nerves were shredding. Dare he go.Sara must have sensed his unease. "Don't think of not going, love. However you're feeling he can make it worse if you don't tow the line""OK but tell me who fucked you so I'm forewarned.""No names were given, love, but he really dislikes you. When he knew I was your wife he gave me such a ferocious drilling I came three times. I don't know what your problem is with each other but he's a fucking good screw."As she finished she turned her head into the pillow and closed her eyes to sleep.At work John called Bob into his office. That very act momentarily raised his self esteem. He was after all still the man's boss. It wasn't to last."Who did you have fucking my wife last night?""Be careful how you talk to me. Have you forgotten how you are to address me, slave."Shocked, John glanced at his open office door. Could anyone have heard? He back-pedalled quickly. "I am just curious who..." He didn't finish the sentence."I've spoken to Sara this morning. She's proving to be a very obedient slave. She tells me you fucked her last night after she displayed her spunk soaked cunt. I know how that turned you on but it was against my orders, wasn't it? We'll need to take extra measures."He turned to leave. As he reached the door he turned back."What do you think of the jewellery I bought her? Any time her legs are apart and her hips move it gives a cute tinkling ring. It should add a little naughtiness to any discreet little fucks she has. Next time you have visitors think how you will explain that away as I bend her over the breakfast bar."The working day passed almost without further event. John endeavoured to lose himself in his work and it seemed to good effect. It actually seemed to relieve his nerves and edginess. His final meeting of the day was a difficult one. The work of a 23 year old draughtsman had been causing concern and no amount of coaching or coaxing seemed to bring him on. It was time to call him in again."Sit down Phil."The guy looked more relaxed than he should have done.John reeled off the areas of concern in a prelude to him concluding with a formal warning. Throughout he maintained his insolent demeanour."Do you have anything to say, Phil?""Did you enjoy licking my spunk from your wife's twat last night."John was stunned. Phil enjoyed his discomfort."I know she really enjoyed the fucking I gave her. I did most of the work... .. but the best bit was when at one point I stopped and told her she had to do the work, to milk me dry and take it home for you. God she bucked like a bronco at that. I have never seen such wantonness. You've got a handful there... or is it a mouthful"He got up and walked out.John slumped in his chair.END |
hard03.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/hard03.txt | THURSDAY EVENINGNormally, John liked to stay in with Cori. She would cook for him and they would have sex once or twice before bed, then once more in the morning before work. John tended to be fairly routine in terms of his sexual activities, but Cori was slowly bringing him out of it. She had only recently persuaded him to fuck her ass, which he loved, of course. Perhaps it was a bit of that newfound wild-side combined with the sheer excitement created by Cori's outfit that led John to want to take her out and show her off. He wanted to make sure everyone saw her with him and knew that he was going to fuck her.He suggested they go to Marlins', which was one of only two "up-scale" restaurants in Darien. Marlins' was best known for its seafood, but also had fine steak, salad and pasta dishes. It was also a favorite of the guys at the shop because the Marlins' staff was very accommodating when it came to Cori. They never questioned her attire and accommodated almost any special requests, including dark, outñof-the way tables. This time, however, John decided he wante d to be out in the open, where everyone could see Cori."Sounds great to me," Cori said. "Do you want me to go home and shower and change, or go like this?""I want you to stay just the way you are," John said. "You always look great, Cori, but I've got to tell you, you've never looked better than you do right now.""Thank you!" Cori was genuinely touched and leaned in to kiss John on the cheek. "You're so sweet. We're going to have so much fun tonight. I'm completely yours. We can do any thing and every thing you want.""I'm not sure I'm young enough or have enough energy to do every thing I want," John said, "but we're going to have fun trying! Now, I don't know about you, but I'm hungry."John opened his car door for Cori and put a large beach towel over the seat to keep the oil off it. The drive to the restaurant, which sat out of town about 3 miles, right off the interstate, took only about 10 minutes. Even though it was still early in the evening, John was glad to see the parking lot was full and a large crowd of people was standing just inside the door, waiting for a table. John let Cori off at the door, then went to park the car. Normally, Cori was not at all shy about her wearing her skimpy attire in public, particularly at this restaurant, which she had been to many times. But the oil, the slipping of her bathing suit and its truly miniscule size made her only slightly apprehensive about the spectacle she knew she was. Overall, though, she was completely calm, poised and gorgeous as she walked toward the door. Naturally, her arrival had already prompted a stir inside the restaurant and a couple of men waiting for tables rushed to open the door for her. She smiled, thanked them and walked in, acting is if she didn't notice the ogling eyes and the murmurs from the crowd. This wasn't the shop, and not everyone here had seen her before. Some came from out of town or off the interstate. And not everyone approved of her attire. Still, most of the people were local, had seen her before and were not surprised. There was very little open area to stand, and Cori found herself in the middle of the crowd, barely able to move without bumping into someone. Naturally, several of the men seemed to be bumping into her on purpose, and she felt a few small gropes and touches on her ass. A few moments later, John came in and was given a warm greeting of approval from many of the men standing near the front. He nodded a greeting, then took Cori by the arm and made his way to the front desk. There, he found Drake, one of the head waiters. Drake had taken care of Cori and her dates many times and was pleased to see them approach."John, good to see you," he said, extending his hand. John quickly slipped a $20 bill into the hand shake. "And Ms. Cori, may I say you look even more sensational than usual. Can I get you your usual table in the back, John?""No thanks, Drake," John said. "I agree that Cori looks especially nice this evening and I think the rest of the restaurant might enjoy the opportunity to see her while they dine. Is there a more visible table that might be free?""I think we can accommodate you, sir. Give me just a moment, please, and I'll arrange it," Drake walked away, tucking the bill into his pocket. In addition to the nice tips, the Hard Body Shop helped the restaurant by allowing Cori to appear in their advertising from time to time. In return, the restaurant always accommodated Cori and the guys and handled any complaints about Cori's attire quickly and discreetly. So, if John and Cori wanted a front and center table, Drake was going to provide it. And he was also going to provide the service himself. He wanted to make sure they were taken care of, not disturbed and he hoped to get an eyeful of Cori and another fat tip while he was at it.Drake was in his late 30s, very tall and lean with dark hair and handsome face. He wore a dark suit and light blue tie. He took his job seriously and was very professional. He knew he could probably make more money in a large city like Atlanta, but he liked this small town and had lived her for almost five years now. He liked his little house and the small community. And, of course, he liked Cori and her friends from the garage.He noticed a couple leaving from one of the tables in the center of the main dining room and immediately swooped in. He motioned for a one of the busboys to clean it, then went back to show Cori and John to their table. They would be right in the middle of the main dining room, visible to almost everyone in the room. People on the second floor would be able to see through the clear railing and look right down on Cori while they ate."Come right this way," Drake said, extending his arm to Cori, who looped her elbow around his. Guests like Cori and John did not have to worry about waiting lists like the rest of the crowd.After seating Cori, much to the delight of all of the men in the restaurant, Drake pulled John aside and mentioned that he could provide a bit of spot lighting on the table, if John so desired. John agreed that might be nice and joined Cori at the table. In the dim dining room, Cori was still the center of attention, but her skin didn't glisten in the lack of light and it was hard for most people to get a really good look. That changed when Drake flipped a couple of switches and bathed Cori in soft, direct light. It wasn't exactly a spotlight the whole table and even John were caught in the glare but it was a nice, attractive light, not too harsh for Cori's eyes. She was now clearly illuminated in the otherwise dark dining area, her skin glistening in the light, her nearly nude body on display for all to see an enjoy while they dined.Cori was surprised that John had asked for all of this, but certainly did not mind it. On the contrary, she was glad to see John taking charge and doing with her what he wanted. If that meant putting her on display for all to see, that was fine with her. Whatever made him happy. She decided to play along with it even more than usual, and to really put on a show, letting John know she was completely comfortable with this whole thing. She also understood that part of this fantasy for him was the need to make it clear to everyone that he was fucking this hot piece of ass and that after dinner he intended to use her body to pleasure himself any way he pleased. John was a on a rare power trip, and Cori was ready to help him live out his fantasy completely.She began by arching her back and squirming in her towel-covered seat, contorting her body and giving the paying customers as well as John a nice little show.John gave Drake the thumbs up as the tall waiter returned with water and a bottle of wine. He also brought them a complementary appetizer of shrimp cocktail. "What would you like to eat this evening?" Drake asked Cori."I'm really in the mood for something salty and creamy!" she beamed, looking at John with her best slutty face. "And I intend to get it after dinner. For now, I'll take the Cobb salad, please.""Excellent choice," Drake said, turning to John. "And for you, sir?""Well, I'm in the mood for something hot and juicy," he said, playing along with Cori's game. "But I'll have her later. For now, I'll have grilled chicken pasta and a side salad."After Drake left, John looked around and noticed all the people looking at them as they talked in hushed tones over their dinners. He was sure some were complaining about her inappropriate attire or about her "sugar daddy," but he was also sure every man in the place wanted to trade spots with him and every woman secretly wanted to look as hot as Cori. As people came in to be seated at their tables, the waiters made sure they walked by John and Cori and were given every opportunity to appreciate the view only a gorgeous, scantily-clad woman can provide. Cori put on a show the entire time, striking various attractive poses and flirting openly with John. She rubbed his hands with hers and slipped her shoes off and rubbed her feet up his legs and into his crotch, where she found a welcome bulge. She got up once to use the restroom, turning heads with every step, particularly when, on her way back, she bent over at the waist to pick up her napkin before sitting back down. Half of the restaurant got a good look at her ass and pussy while the other half saw an incredible display of perfectly formed cleavage. John noticed a smattering of applause as Cori took her seat again.She even ate in a sexy way. Her mouth did things to her cherry tomatoes that nearly brought grown men to their knees. John, who had seen it and felt it all before, still nearly came in his pants just watching her tease and taste that tomato with her lips and tongue before finally biting into and then making a show of swallowing it. He suddenly knew he couldn't wait until they got home to fuck her. He had to have her now.John signalled for Drake, who came over quickly. "Drake," John said, slipping the man another $20, "we could use a bit of privacy for a few minutes. We'll return to the table to finish our meals after that. Is there somewhere we can go for a few minutes alone?""Of course, sir," Drake said, smoothly accepting the money and once again extending his arm to Cori. "I'll have them keep your food warm. Right this way, please."Drake led them out of the dining area, causing quite a stir among the other guests, who discussed Cori's attire and fantastic body, as well as the fact that the couple wasn't done eating yet. Where could they be going?Drake led them through the crowd of people by the front door several of whom took advantage of the chance to grope Cori's ass and down a short hallway to Mr. Cornett's office Mr. Marlin Cornett, the owner of Marlins and a very important man in Darien. One of the richest men in the town, he was a member of the city council and served on the board of education. He carried a lot of power.Drake knocked on his door, waited until Mr. Cornett told him to come in, then poked his head in. He was not surprised to see Missy, one of the hostesses, buttoning up her white blouse. It was well known that Mr. Cornett liked to fool around with the hostesses and hired only very pretty ones. Missy was 18 with long, dark hair, average size tits but a cute face and great ass. Given that her skirt, hose and heels all seemed in place, Drake guessed Mr. Cornett had been feeling up her tits while she gave him a blowjob. He noticed Missy wiping at something at the corner of her mouth and then reaching for her lipstick and was pretty sure he was right."Mr. Cornett," Drake said. "One of our guests has a special request and I thought you might be willing to surrender the use of your office for a few minutes.""What guest?" Mr. Cornett asked."Miss Cori and her date, sir," Drake answered. "Oh, well, please, show them in," Mr. Cornett said, standing up and walking around the edge of his large desk to greet his guests. "Missy, thanks for your help. Now, you best be getting back to work. Come see me again after we close to give me a full report on the evening's business. Oh, and if Holly or Staci are working tonight, bring them too.""Of course, Mr. Cornett," Missy said. She smiled at John and Cori as she walked out, still adjusting her blouse and fixing her makeup.Drake showed John and Cori into the office and Mr. Cornett greeted them warmly, shaking their hands and openly admiring Cori's body. "Sure I can't convince you to come work for me?" Mr. Cornett said, half-jokingly. He always joked with her about switching jobs, but it was clear he would hire her in a second."No, thank you, Mr. Cornett," Cori smiled. "I love my job.""Well, I wouldn't want to be the one to break that up, then," Mr. Cornett said. "So, Drake says you two need to use my office?""That would be great," John said. "Just for a few minutes. We just have a few matters to discuss in private.""Oh, yes, I understand those private conversations," Mr. Cornett said, eyeing Cori's tits. "Well, you two take as long as you need and feel free to hold your discussions wherever you like. Feel free to use the couch, chair, desk or conference table if you like. Drake, are we taking care of their food?""Yes, sir." "All right, then. Let's leave them alone.""Thank you, Mr. Cornett," John said and closed the door behind them.Mr. Cornett walked briskly down the hall and down a narrow stairwell, Drake close behind him. They came to a small room which contained a bank of six monitors connected to the security cameras stationed around the restaurant. There was one for the parking lot, one for the front waiting area, one for the kitchen, two for the dining area and one for Mr. Cornett's office. This one, of course, was the one they were interested in. There was no volume, but they could see everything they wanted to see.They saw that John had wasted no time. Cori was on kneeling in front of him, balanced on her heels. The straps covering her tits were now pushed to the side, revealing her naked breasts and erect nipples. John was leaning against the desk, his hard cock pointed at Cori's face while he played with her tits.Drake and Cornett were just in time to see Cori take his thick cock into her mouth and groaned in appreciation as she took his entire length on the first stroke. Her hands were on his thighs, using him to help her keep her balance. His hands were on the back of her head, pushing and pulling her mouth back-and-forth on his cock. A very experienced cock-sucker, Cori was relaxed, her head and neck moving easily whichever way John wanted, her lips and tongue constantly working their magic on his cock.For Cori, giving John blowjobs was always a fun challenge. Even though his cock was only about average in length at just over six inches, it was much thicker than most cocks. Only Ty, whose long cock was also very thick, was more difficult to suck than John. His cock stretched her mouth and throat wide and she had to concentrate on keeping her teeth off his shaft. John fucked her face hard, stabbing his cock down her throat repeatedly, making her lips touch his balls before pulling back out and thrusting again. John had, of course, received hundreds of blowjobs from Cori over the last two years, but he never tired of the feeling of her soft lips, warm tongue and willing throat. Normally, he came in her mouth and watched her swallow every drop, but tonight, he had a better, naughtier idea. He didn't know why he was feeling this way, but there was nothing that he wanted to see more than Cori, her face covered in cum, sitting in the middle of the restaurant eating her dinner. He knew the other guys had all done this with her at one time or another and really enjoyed the experience, but he had always been hesitant, not wanting to degrade or embarrass her. But for whatever reason, whether he didn't think she'd be embarrassed or he just didn't care, he was determined to send her back out there with a face full of cum. He looked down at her and she was looking up at him, eyes smiling, telling him there was no place she'd rather be. "Will you do something for me?" he asked, grunting between words as he pumped in and out of her mouth. She blinked at him, letting him know the answer was, of course, yes. "Good. I want you to wear my cum on your face back out into the dining room. Got it? So close your mouth and your eyes when I cum. For once, I don't want you to swallow."John thrust as deep as he could into her mouth and ground her face in his crotch, rubbing her chin with his balls. He felt he was about to cum and pulled out. Cori closed her eyes and mouth as he started stroking his cock over her face. "Pucker up," he ordered. She pursed her lips and he smacked his steel-hard rod against them. With a loud groan, he finally unleashed his wad. The first surge caught the underside of her nose, quickly filling her nostrils and spilling out over her upper lip like a milk mustache.John hadn't had an orgasm since Monday night his last date night with Cori and his three-day supply of cum was potent and overflowing. Ty and Ben were renowned for their massive loads, but John was holding his own with this one. He aimed the next shot right between her eyes and scored a direct hit, splattering it against her face and watching it ooze over her eyelids and stick in her eyebrows and eyelashes. His last two major shots creamed both cheeks, some of the cum even dripping into her ears and dribbling down the sides of her neck. He finished by coaxing the last of the cum out on her lips and chin, coating them in gooey, sticky cream. Instead of having her lick him clean like he normally wood, he gripped the bands of her swimsuit and used them to wipe off his cock before putting them back in place over her tits. Cori finally opened her eyes and mouth, smiling as she tried to keep the cum from dripping into her eyes. A large glob of it was strung between her left eyebrow and left eyelash. She breathed through her mouth as her nostrils were still plugged with cum. She did her best to keep all of the cum on her face, twisting and tilting her head to keep it from dripping off. The white cum was very visible against her darkly tanned skin and shone brightly in the lights of the office. John hoped the spotlights would have a similar effect in the dining room.While John pulled his pants back up, Cori looked at herself in the mirror, amazed at the amount of coverage John had managed. He had great control at aiming his cum. "Wow, John," she said. "You've been storing up. That's a lot of cum.""Yeah, that was great," John said, suddenly wondering if he was right to do this. "But if you don't want to go out there like that, you can wash it off. It's OK.""No way," Cori said. "I'm proud to wear your cum. I'm your cum slut tonight, I'm proud of it and I want everyone out there to know it. Come on, let's go while it's still fresh and shiny. It's so white and thick. No way people will be able to miss this."Cori made sure she was back inside her suit, as well as she could be, and they started out of the office. Drake and Mr. Cornett, who sprinted back upstairs after watching John wipe his cock on Cori's suit, met them in the hallway that led back to the waiting area. "Ahh, perfect timing," Mr. Cornett said. "I trust your meeting went well?""Couldn't have been better," John beamed, letting Cori pass in front of him and stand face-to-face with Mr. Cornett. He could actually smell John's cum on her face. He had never dared try anything this bold with any of his employees, but he was sure tempted now. He made no effort to hide his interest in Cori's cum facial, looking closely at how the cum was sticking to her eyebrows and eyelids and had formed the telltale cum mustache. "Looks like you pretty well covered everything you needed to cover," Mr. Cornett acknowledged. "I'm glad it was a successful meeting. Would you care to have Drake return you to your table and the rest of your meal?""Yes, that would be great.""Will the lady be needing a napkin?" Drake asked."No, thanks. I'm just fine," Cori said. "Lead the way."She followed Drake, head held high, through the crowd and back to the dining room. The stares were more evident than ever now, the comments louder and bolder. "Look at her face! She's got cum all over her! He creamed her!" She just smiled and kept on walking, beaming with pride. Following behind, John also beamed with pride, happy to see the reactions as people realized what he had done and just how much cum he had produced.They returned to their table to a smattering of applause, which turned to gasps and giggles as people realized what was on Cori's face. "Guess she wanted to order off the menu!" someone said, drawing several chuckles. Drake brought out their meals and fresh drinks. "Hey, you're supposed to put the dressing on the salad, not on her face!" another jokester said. John and Cori laughed along with them as they ate their meals.John noticed that the white cum showed up very brightly almost fluorescent against her dark skin in the spotlight. Because it was so white and thick and she was covered with so much oil, it dried very slowly on her skin, instead oozing about on her face. She kept as much of it on her face as she could, but one large strand made it down her chin and was about to fall off. She caught it with her spoon and scooped it into her mouth. Most everyone saw it and watched in fascination as she swished it about in her mouth before looking John dead in the eyes and swallowing. She licked her lips for show.They finished their meal with the crowd watching every bite, but otherwise peacefully. Drake took very good care of them and gave them each a free small dish of ice cream for dessert. John handed Drake another $20 as they left, once again squeezing through the crowd by the front door. Many of these newcomers hadn't seen Cori's outfit or face, but quickly took in the bizarre and beautiful site, remembering every detail to tell their friends.Cori waited by the front door while John went to get the car and pick her up. The cool evening breeze blew against her face, actually blowing some of the cum off her nose and into her mouth, which of course she didn't mind. She got in the car and John thanked her for the display, then told her to eat the rest of the cum. Using her fingers, she scooped fingerfuls into her mouth, devouring the sticky cum. She actually never really liked the taste of cum, but had certainly grown accustomed to it. While she never craved it, she didn't despise it any more. And, she enjoyed the reactions she got from the guys when she ate it and swallowed it. That made the slightly unpleasant taste more than worth putting up with and that's why it was so easy for her to look like she was enjoying it, even though she didn't like the taste. It took her several minutes to get her face reasonably clean, and by that time John had driven back to his house. They pulled in the driveway and John noticed his neighbor, Tom Richards, outside doing some yard work in the quickly fading evening light. Tom was about John's age and had lived with his wife next door to John for the past five or six years. Tom, of course, had seen Cori with John several times and was not surprised or disappointed to see her get out of his car. "Hello neighbor!" Tom called out, walking over to get a better look at Cori. "Hi, Cori. Good to see you again. I've been hearing about this outfit of yours all day today. I'm glad I get to see it in the flesh, as they say.""Hi Mr. Richards," Cori replied. "A lot of people seem to like this suit. What do you think?" She twirled around, showing him the whole incredible package."I'd say it's one of the best I've ever seen you wear," Tom said, leering at her with lust in his eyes. "Man, I don't mind saying I'm more than a little jealous, John. Do her good for all us old guys, will you?" "You bet," John said, taking Cori by the arm and leading her into the house. John's house was fairly large for a single man, with a big living room, large-screen TV and leather sectional couch. He had three bedrooms, one of which he had converted into a small office.John went into the garage and came back with a large black tarp. He spread this out on the living room floor, completely covering it. Then, he dumped half of the bottle of baby oil right in the middle. He let it spread around, then told Cori to lay down in the middle and roll around in the oil. She laughed and said, "You're being extra creative tonight, John-boy. I love it!" She laid down on the tarp and began rolling around in the oil, letting a fresh coat add that extra shine and glisten to her skin. John, who had stripped down to just his boxers, kneeled over her with the baby oil and poured the remainder slowly over her writhing body. When the bottle was empty, he told her to lay still on her back and he proceeded to run his hands all over her both inside and outside her suit. He stuck an oil-soaked finger in her pussy, which was delightfully warm and tight. But the lubrication and her natural juices made it easy to slide his finger in and out, so he gradually added more, not stopping until four fingers were jammed inside her, rubbing her pussy walls while his thumb massaged her clit and his other hand toyed with her firm tits. She was writhing on the oil-slicked tarp, clearly responding to his touch. He heard her breathing grow short and raspy and felt her pussy begin to spasm and knew she was nearing orgasm. This wasn't all that surprising, as she tended to cum fairly quickly.He continued to massage her twat all the way through her orgasm, then told her to turn over. She did and he again rubbed every inch of her, spending plenty of time, of course, on her perfect ass. He spread her ass cheeks and saw the thong diligently hanging on, trying in vain to cover her asshole and pussy. He pulled it out of the way and began rubbing his oily hands inside her ass. When she was sufficiently lubed, he stuck one oily finger inside her, working it gently into her ass. With his other hand, he scooped up a handful of oil that had puddled on the tarp and poured it into her asshole. This lubrication allowed him to drive two more fingers into her ass, both coating the lining with oil and stretching and relaxing her ass. Soon, he could wait no longer and, believing her ass was properly prepped, ordered her onto her knees, head down, ass up. He stroked his cock, coating it with oil as well, then, holding her ass cheeks apart with both hands, plowed his thick cock into her ass. Thanks to the lubrication, he slid into the extremely tight hole fairly easily and was soon pumping her ass with almost as much force and gusto as he would her pussy. Cori, who never thought she would like anal sex before the shop guys had introduced her to it, found that she actually enjoyed it most of the time, though there were times she wasn't really in the mood and found it somewhat painful. This wasn't one of those times. Thoroughly lubricated and fresh off a massive orgasm, she was ready to take it up the ass. She loved the feeling of fullness that John's thick organ gave her and squealed with delight when he slapped her ass."That's it, big John," she cooed, "make me your fucking slut. Make me your hot little ass-whore. Fuck me like the naughty little bitch I am!"She knew this kind of dirty talked turned John on and said it, hoping to encourage him to say the same sort of things to her. Often times, he hesitated, concerned about hurting her feelings. But tonight he was hornier than he had been in a long time and in just the right mood to say what was on his mind."Yeah, take that big cock, right up your ass," he said. "You're such a hot little bitch. I'm going to fuck you all night!""Oh yes, fuck me all night," Cori groaned. "Use me any way you want to.""You like wearing my cum, didn't you slut?" John said, not waiting for an answer. "Everyone in that restaurant knew what was on your face and where it came from. Yeah, I'm going to fuck you real good, my hot little cum slut.""Oh yeah, I love wearing your cum," Cori said. "It feels so good and I feel like such a pretty slut. I'd love to take a bath in your cum, soak me in it like this oil."John studied her perfect body as he fucked her and pictured it covered in white, thick cum. This image put him over the top. He pulled out of her ass and pumped another thick, sticky load all over her ass cheeks and down the middle of her back. The slippery oil made it slide right off into a milky, oil puddle on the tarp. John told Cori to go upstairs and take a shower while he cleaned up. He put the tarp in the backyard to let it dry. He'd wash it off with the hose tomorrow and have it ready for use again in the future. He threw out the empty bottle of oil and threw Cori's cum and oil soak suit into the washer. Then went upstairs to join Cori in the shower. They soaped and lathered each other, cleaning each other thoroughly. When they got out, John put on his robe and a pair of boxers. With her suit in the washer, Cori had nothing to wear. Of course, she could have worn something of John's but he told her just to stay naked for now, except, of course, for her heels, which she put back on. If many ways, her body was even more beautiful without the form-fitting bathing suit and oil. There was nothing fake about her curves, incredible fitness or natural beauty. Sure, the makeup, tan and heels helped, but none were integral parts of her attractiveness.Watching her from behind as she walked carefully on those high heels down the steps, John was overwhelmed with pride and joy at the fact that he was lucky enough to be fucking such an amazing woman. And to have her completely at his disposal, ready to please him in any way, was more than he could ever have imagined possible. Despite the fact that he had already showed her off at the restaurant and fucked her twice, his desire was far from quenched. Generally, he was much more low-key than this, but tonight, thanks to Cori, he felt like he was 20 years old again. He was dying to show her off some more, but didn't really want to go out anywhere. Plus, her suit wasn't done washing and drying yet and she had no other clothes there. They could get away with doing a lot of things with Cori in this town, but parading her around totally naked would not be allowed, even though John guessed more than half of the residents including the mayor would have no complaints."Want to have a drink out back?" John asked. "Seems like a nice evening.""Sure," Cori said. "Do you have something I can put on?""No," John said. "I think it's warm enough you won't need anything, don't you?""Of course," Cori smiled, realizing John was anxious to push things and put her outside naked. It was dark out, of course, but still there was something about being nude outside that seemed daring and adventurous, even to Cori, who was certainly used to public exposure. "Whatever you say, John."John had a small deck built off the back of his house. . It was just large enough for a small table, three chairs and a grill. It had a railing all the way around it and five steps down to the ground. The deck overlooked his small back yard, which had no privacy fence. Only the neighbor directly behind him had a fence. The ones to the left and the right had no fence either. John and Cori walked out on the deck, each sipping on their bottles of beer. It was dark out and no neighbors were in sight. Cori sat down, but John went back inside long enough to turn on the outside light, which shone down directly on the deck. Now, anyone happening to look would certainly be able to see that Cori was nude.She sat in one of the cushioned deck chairs with John sitting next to her. John was amazed at how she could go from looking so hot and slutty one minute to so gorgeous and elegant the next. Many women were one or the other, but few could pull off both looks so easily. And to look elegant and graceful while nude was even more impressive. They sat and chatted for several minutes, talking about work, dinner and the show they had put on for the other patrons. Cori admitted that wearing his cum in public had really gotten her juices flowing and probably contributed to her rapid orgasm from his fingers in the living room. She also admitted that the oil was a fun addition to the mix and really helped during the anal sex. They weren't talking loudly, but loud enough that any of their neighbors would have been able to overhear their x-rated conversation with little effort.It was a warm night, but there was a cool breeze which hardened Cori's nipples to full erection. Her long legs were crossed and she was leaning back, relaxing and sipping her beer. John, in his robe, was also relaxed, resting for his next go-round and waiting to see if anyone might happen to pop outside and see them.On cue, Tom Richards walked out his back door, smoking a cigar. He noticed the light on the deck and looked over, instantly noticing Cori's exposed state. With his wife out of town, he didn't hesitate to start walking their way to get a closer look."Hello, neighbors," he said, approaching the invisible lines between the two yards. "Hey, Tom," John waved. "Come on over and join us for a drink, if you like. Wife's out of town, right?""Yep," Tom answered, silently accepting John's invitation as he crossed into John's yard and approached the deck, making no effort to hide his interest in Cori. "So I'm sure she won't mind if I have a drink with you folks and enjoy this nice evening.""Well, have a seat right there next to Cori and I'll grab you a beer," John said. "Cori's bathing suit is in the washer actually, I'll put it in the dryer while I'm inside so you don't mind that she's naked, do you?""No, not at all," Tom said. "Wouldn't have her any other way."They all laughed and John went inside to put the suit in the dryer and get Tom's beer. "So, you two had a nice evening?" Tom said. He was staring directly at Cori's tits and it wasn't entirely clear whether he was referring to them or Cori and John. Cori assumed the latter and said, "Oh yes. John and I always have a good time, and tonight has been especially fun.""Really? What have you been doing?""Well, do you want the short version we had dinner, sex, more dinner, then came here and had more sex and a shower or do you want the juicy details?" Cori teased. She was still sitting back in her chair, legs crossed, arms folded under her ample breasts."Give me the details," Tom chuckled, trying to hide his excitement. He felt like a 12-year-old boy flipping through his father's Playboy for the first time."Well, it started with dinner at Marlin's," Cori said. "You saw the bathing suit I had on earlier, right? Well, I was wearing that and about two bottles worth of baby oil. It was all I could do to keep that suit on, I was so slippery"John came back out just as Cori was wrapping up the story." and then he flipped me over and fucked me really hard in the ass.""What's going on?" John said. Cori, still calm and relaxed, nipples erect and legs crossed, was in pretty much the same position he had left her in. But Tom was on the edge of his seat, eyes wide, mouth slightly open, hanging on Cori's every word and movement."I was just telling Mr. Richards about our evening," Cori smiled. "He said he wanted details. I didn't think you'd mind.""Not at all," John said, handing Tom his beer. "What do you think, Tom?""I'm happily married," Tom said. "But I think you're the luckiest bastard on the face of the earth. ""I think you're probably right," John said, smiling at Cori. "So tell me Tom, if you were in my shoes, what would you do with Cori next?"Tom smiled a devilish grin, as if imagining all the things he'd like to do with and to Cori. Of course, she had just told him that John had done two of those things already. Old Tom always had been and always would be a tit man, and one thing he knew he would like to do is wrap Cori's big, firm knockers around his cock and give her a good titty-fuck."Well, since you've already had her mouth and ass tonight and gave her a good finger-fuck in the pussy," Tom said excitedly, his breathing shallow and rapid, "I think I'd lube up her tits with some of that baby oil and give her a good titty-fuck."Cori smiled and John exclaimed, "Sounds like a great idea to me. Then what? Would you cum on her tits or on her face or in her mouth?""I'd cum all over those big titties," Tom was clearly in his fantasy world now, gazing at Cori's chest, "and then I'd make her lick it all off and swallow every drop.""Wow," John said. "That's quite a fantasy. Starting to get me all worked up again. Hey Tom, you got any baby oil? We're all out.""Yeah, I think we do, why?""Well, I liked your idea enough I think I'd like to try it," John said. "Care to watch, you know, to make sure I do it right?""Oh yeah, I think I'd like that. I'll go get the oil."Tom half-jogged over to his house, hunched over trying to hide his erection. He came back a few minutes later with the baby oil, his erection still standing firm.By then, John and Cori had brought out a thick comforter and a couple pillows. After moving the table out of the way, they spread the comforter out on the deck and Cori lay down in the middle of it, propping a pillow under her head. Her legs were spread, each high-heeled foot resting on one of the deck chairs. Any of the neighbors looking out their windows were seeing quite a show. The thought of this made John's cock swell, and he was ready to fuck his darling Cori for the third time that evening."Care to do the honors?" he asked Tom, motioning to the bottle of lotion."Well, I don't know. I am happily married, like I said," Tom looked longingly at Cori, the thought of rubbing all over those tits bringing him to the verge of orgasm. "But then rubbing a little oil on someone isn't adultery. It's just friendly, neighborly, right?""I think so," John said. Cori agreed and Tom knelt down next to her. Holding the bottle over her chest, he squirted oil all over her tits, which he was amazed to see didn't sag or droop off to the sides of her body, but sat firmly and proudly atop her chest, as if held there by some invisible push-up bra. The oil drizzled over her erect nipples like chocolate syrup on a cherry-topped sundae.He set the bottle down and began rubbing the oil in, kneading her amazing breasts with his strong, trembling hands. "Man, I can't believe these are real. They're perfect," he said.Cori didn't respond. Her eyes were half closed and she was lightly licking her lips, letting the feeling of Mr. Richards rough hands on her tits stimulate her. The excitement of doing this outdoors and being completely exposed further excited her. Her breasts had always been extremely sensitive, and Mr. Richards' ministrations were getting to her. Her breathing grew shallower, her nipples harder and her pussy wetter.John decided to add his fingers to the mixture and plugged one, then two into her pussy, again using his thumb to tend to her swelling clit. Tom heard the soft "squish" as John's fingers entered Cori's moist tunnel and turned his head to take a look. His hands never left those perfect tits, but his attention was now equally divided between admiring those knockers and watching her pussy take two, then three and finally four fingers.A quite, calm night filled with the sounds of chirping crickets now also heard the gentle, passion-filled moans of a horny 22-year-old babe in the throes of mounting orgasm, brought on by the hands of two men more than twice her age. Cori was arching her back, wriggling her hips, tossing her head and flailing her legs in the air, her body responding eagerly to the continuing stimulation. She didn't talk, only moaned, her mind entering a trance-like state, not thinking, only reacting and giving in to the pleasure."Oh my God, she's going to cum," Tom said, stunned. "Oh damn, she's hot!""Yeah, she's cumming all right," John said. "Don't stop. Keep squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. She loves that. When I say so, grab both her nipples and pull straight up on them. Don't twist, just pull. Got it?""Got it. Damn, her pussy looks hot.""It is. She's burning up in there. She gets so hot and wet when she cums. Look, she's getting close."Both men watched Cori's face, noticing her lips parting, her tongue licking at them, her eyes fluttering, her nostrils flaring. Her entire body broke out in a sweat, again making her golden-tanned skin glisten in the pale light of the deck lamp as droplets of water beaded up all over her body, except for her oil-soaked breasts. She was panting now, nearing a massive orgasm. "Now!" John said. "Pull those nipples." He watched Tom grab both nipples and pull straight up on them, pinching them tightly between his thumb and forefinger. At the same time, John grabbed her swollen clit, squeezing and pulling on it. It was sensory overload, and Cori shook and climaxed violently, her body shuddering and trembling. "Let go," John said. Both men removed their hands and sat back and watched Cori's body continue to tremble and shake, her breath coming in ragged rasps. "Amazing!" Tom whispered in awe and admiration. "Absolutely amazing."Cori's orgasm racked her nubile body for about 30 more seconds before she finally began to settle down, her breathing gradually returning to normal, her hips and shoulder blades coming to a rest on the comforter. "I don't think I can wait anymore," John said, opening his robe to reveal his throbbing cock. He straddled Cori's chest and placed his cock between her tits. "Can I have some more oil, please?" he asked. Tom handed him the bottle and John poured some out over his cock and her tits. Cori's eyes fluttered open and she smiled. "Ready to fuck me some more, big boy?" "Oh yeah," John groaned, sliding his oil-covered cock between her oil covered tits. She pushed them together, wrapping his cock in her tit meat like a pig in a blanket. Tom sat back and watched, occasionally touching his throbbing hard on through his pants."You can beat off, you know," Cori said. "Beating off isn't adultery." "Here?""Sure. If you want to," Cori said. "You can cum on my tits, too, if you want."Tom had his cock out in a flash, stroking it with his oil-slicked hands, watching as John fucked Cori's mountainous, glistening tits. She pursed her lips and licked and kissed at the head of his cock as it pumped between her tits. John decided he wanted more of that and straddled her face, forcing his cock down her willing throat. Tom watched amazed at how she was able to swallow his entire shaft, her nostrils again flaring as she breathed deeply through her nose, her airway otherwise cut off by John's bulging cock. After two orgasms, John had more staying power now and fucked Cori's throat for several minutes, occasionally looking around to see if anyone was watching. He thought he saw movement in one of the neighboring windows, but it was dark inside the window and he couldn't tell for sure if they were being watched or not. Just the thought of it, though, turned him on. Tom, of course, was watching intently, trying not to pull on his cock too much, trying to make this magical moment last as long as possible. It had been a long time since he had an orgasm, but his hand didn't feel near as good as Cori's tits or mouth, so he was able to match John's longevity.When he was nearing his climax, John pulled his cock out of Cori's mouth and straddled her rib cage again, slapping his wet cock between her tits. Again she folded her tits around it and held them in place as he fucked her tits. A few powerful strokes later, he was ready to cum. He backed off slightly and pointed his cock at her tits, spraying them with several powerful jets of thick, creamy cum. There was near as much in this load as in the previous two, of course, but it was still a healthy amount that gave her darkly tanned tits a white-capped mountain sort of look.John stuck his cock back in Cori's mouth, letting her clean him off before he backed out of the way and let Tom finish. Tom had held off as long as he could and now squatted over Cori, aiming his cock at her tits. His first blast was so powerful that it bounced off her chest and splashed across her neck, giving her a pearl necklace look.It had been a long time since Tom had been this worked up and an even longer time since his last orgasm, so he had a bountiful load stored up. Squirt by gigantic squirt, he coated her tits in cum cream. Soon, instead of dark mounds with bits of white on them, they were two large white volleyballs with only a trace of the smooth dark skin that was hidden underneath the blanket of white cum.He so badly wanted to have her clean his cock with her mouth, too, but remembered he was happily married and figured he had pushed the bounds of jacking off as far as he dared. He stood back and admired Cori's cum-covered chest and neck, quite pleased with his handiwork and anxious to see her clean it up.Cori, though, wasn't one to rush through these types of things. She lay still for a few moments, letting the men enjoy the site. Then, dreamily, she sat up and leaned her back against the rail on the fence. Slowly, she lifted her left breast to her mouth, then stuck out her tongue as far as she could, and lapped up a tongue-full of cum. This drew groans from both men, who eagerly watched her twirl the cum with her tongue before swallowing it with a naughty look of satisfaction on her face and a gleam in her eye.Cori continued her playful consumption of the copious amounts of cum for the next 15 minutes, entertaining the men who watched wide-eyed, sipping on the fresh beers John had gotten for them. She cleaned off as much as she could with the attractive tit-to-mouth method, then resorted to scooping up cum with her fingers and feeding it to herself. She found it interesting that, even though she didn't particularly care for the taste of any man's cum, she still found the act of eating cum to be fun and enjoyable. She guessed it was because she enjoyed pleasing the men, and they seemed always loved it when she tasted and swallowed their cream. So, the less-than-satisfying taste became secondary to the pleasure she gained from putting on a show and pleasing her men. Cori loved to please, and she had been blessed with the body to do it very well."I've never seen anything like that before," Tom marveled, talking to John. "Fuck, she's the hottest bitch I've ever seen.""Oh yeah," John agreed. "She's one of a kind. Gorgeous like a model, sweet like the girl next door, naughty like a hot little slut and sexy like a high-priced call girl. Every man has a fantasy, and she can become any one of them. I've never seen another woman who can pull that off.""You're making me blush," Cori smiled. "Thank you guys for making me cum.""No, thank you," Tom said, genuinely appreciative. "It was all my pleasure, believe me."Having cleaned the cum off her tits, Cori got up and joined the men at the table, washing down two loads of cum with a nice cold beer. The cool breeze had significantly dropped the temperature outside and the cooling night air on Cori's sweaty body quickly chilled her and tiny goose bumps began popping up all over her magnificent body and her nipples again hardened. She shivered slightly and John noticed."Yeah, it's getting cold out here. We better go inside," John said."I better get home," Tom said. "Thank you for a great time." "Anytime, neighbor," John said."Good night, Mr. Richards," Cori cooed, blowing him a kiss as he returned to his house.She took John by the arm and they went inside. Cori went to the bathroom and washed off her breasts and neck, fixed her lipstick and freshened up before joining John in the bedroom. He had her swimsuit, now washed and dried and remarkably stain-free, and she asked him if he wanted her to put it on."No, not now," John said. "Let's go to bed. You can just sleep naked."John climbed into bed wearing only his boxers, and Cori joined him, enjoying the slick feel of the soft satin sheets on her smooth skin, caressing her tender thighs and further stimulating her already erect nipples. She rolled over, putting her arm across John's body, resting her head and left breast on his chest and her left thigh in between his legs. They talked for a while about the fun-filled day and about how much Tom had enjoyed the evening. Cori felt John begin to harden against her thigh and wondered if he could possibly have another one in him tonight, but instead he fell asleep. Cori rolled off of him, then cuddled up next to him and fell asleep as well.More to come...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
computer1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/computer1.txt | We live in a pretty nice neighborhood, my wife Carrie and I. I do okay, writing software, and we have a nice house on a really nice block. We're both 32, a good looking couple, but Carrie is the real looker. She has large C cup tits, which look big on her 5'2" frame, and great lips. Over the past two years, people around here have come to know me as the Computer Guy, so I constantly get their computers to fix. It's actually a nice side business, they don't really care how much it costs, and it's easy enough for me.Jason Evars is the golden boy of the neighborhood - he's 34, owns two companies, has a massive house, his wife Linda is gorgeous, he drives amazing cars - and he's the nicest guy you'll ever meet. He seriously has it all. I just never realized how much he had it all. One day he called me up out of the blue and asked me to come look at his computer. I knew from a few visits that he had one monster setup, but evidently he didn't know too much about what to do if it stopped working.I grabbed my backpack, which has all the little tools and stuff your resident computer geek needs, and headed over. I was praying his wife would be there with her long legs, nice tits, and perfect ass. She wasn't, she was out shopping, he mentioned with a grin. "So, what's it doing?" I asked. "It starts to boot up, then dies" he said. "I think it might be the power supply, or something in the BIOS." He obviously knew a little about computers, but not quite enough."No problem," I said. "Just give me a few.". He hung around as I tested the power supply and ran a few boots, noting what happened and trying to determine what was wrong. Eventually he got bored and left the room.After resetting the bios, I finally got the system to boot, and did a recovery on his installation, which got everything working. As always, I ran some tests to make sure all the components were okay - memory, hard drive, CPU. And, as always, while they were running, I checked the Internet history to see where my friend had been surfing. I expected all the normal porn sites that all guys look at - yes, all guys. Every single one. Every minister, old guy, young guy, nice guy, bad guy. All of them look at porn. Some like younger women, some older. Some like group sex, some like blowjobs. And a few like bestiality. I don't really care, I just like to know the fetishes. It's interesting.(If you take your computer in for repair, they're looking at your porn sites. They don't care either, but just so you know).Jason had nothing in his history. He hadn't cleaned it out - there were plenty of entries of his business websites and email. He just didn't visit porn sites. "Well," I thought, "with that wife, I guess you don't have to."Oh, the wife! I did some searches through his picture files, and found about 300 pictures of his perfect family and gorgeous wife. I put my USB stick in the computer and downloaded the ones with her showing a little leg or cleavage. I would guess I have about 6gb of files of guy's wives, mostly clothed, but sometimes I'll catch a few nudes. None of Linda though - way too classy. After checking his drive for movies, of which there were only a few amusing movies that everyone has seen on YouTube, I waited for the scans to finish. The last scan was a file checker that makes sure there are no programs without affiliated data - orphans, if you will. Just as it was finishing, it beeped at me and popped up a hidden folder labeled "324AcreSt", which was his address, 324 Acre Street.When I tried to open it, the encryption was pretty intense. I realized he had dropped one of his companies 128-bit encryption blocks on it, and I knew it was something important. I had no idea what, but I did manage to download the entire file, encryption and all, to my USB drive. I let the scan finish and called to him that it was done.He was very happy and gave me $200 for the fix, saying he would've just bought another computer, but he had a lot of data on there that he needed. I suggested a backup solution, which he said he'd think about, and I left.At home I immediately loaded the file onto my desktop and set to breaking the encryption. Knowing his company, I figured out which breaker to use, and set it in motion. I knew it would take a long time, maybe days before it would work, so I left it.The next day when I checked, it was opened. I had gotten lucky with some early tries, and it had forced the file folder open. I saw a list of folders in the window, mostly with dates as labels, all within the past year or so. There were 2 "Linda" folders, and I opened one, hoping against hope his wife was in it.She was, and she wasn't alone. There were over 200 pictures of his wife with various other women, all photographed in their house, mostly in what looked like their master bedroom. Jason wasn't in many, he seemed to be the photographer, although his dick (huge, of course, as if he didn't have enough going for him) made it into a few scenes where it entered his wife.Alone at home, I started stroking to Linda's pictures. She was even more perfect naked, and the women she was with were beautiful (and young). I made it through most of the pictures before unloading to one where she was sucking Jason's cock, and he got a close-up of it. I checked out the rest of the folder, and went on to the second Linda folder. Now, I rarely can get it back up in a short period of time, but when that folder opened, I saw Linda on all fours and a black guy with his hands on her hips, obviously thrusting into her. Her beautiful eyes were closed, her perfect tits hanging below her, and Jason had taken the picture just as the guy had thrust. It was amazing. Needless to say, I started stroking again.Picture after picture, Linda was taking it from this black guy, who I didn't recognize. After about 30 pictures, another set with another black guy started. "Interracial fetish" I groaned out loud, as I stroked to pictures of her lips stretched over a large black cock, and close-ups of a black cock just starting to enter her tight, shaved pussy lips. No porno film or pictures could even approach how hot these pictures were. By the time I got to the end of about 400 pictures, I had seen Linda with at least 20 different black men. If I hadn't just cum, I think I would've long since been done, but I was still hard when I got to the end of the folder.I had 15 folders to go, all labeled with dates. I was hoping they showed more dates with Linda and black men.The first one was dated a year back, around Christmas. I could tell because Charlotte was in it - she had graduated from high school 6 months ago, and the pictures showed her in an elf costume she had worn to her high school Christmas Production. Evidently she had come over to Jason's after the play. I remembered that Linda had been out of town the 2 weeks prior to Christmas, and this was confirmed when I saw the pictures of Charlotte slowly undressing for the camera, then taking Jason's cock into her young mouth. There were only about 30 pictures, but there was a movie file. I opened it and watched Jason put the video camera on the dresser, walk over to the bed where Charlotte was laying, and get on top of her. He fucked her gently at first, and when she came for him, he started pounding her, and she was literally screaming as his big cock slammed in and out of her tight young pussy for what was about 20 minutes. I would've lasted 2 seconds in that little hottie. I watched the movie 4 or 5 times, spanking myself hard as I imagined my dick instead of Jason's. I eagerly opened the next file, then the next, 2 more of Charlotte, two more movies. I was harder than I had ever been in my life. Here was Jason, the perfect guy with the perfect wife, pounding a gorgeous high school senior to within an inch of her life. I couldn't have satisfied her when I was 18, much less now, I figured. Certainly not after Jason was done with her. I opened the next folder, figuring they were all different days with Charlotte. Not even close. The next was Mandy, a 20-something trophy wife of one of the guys that lived at the end of the block, who I barely knew. There was only one folder of her, but fuck, that woman was hot. Dirty, too, begging for cum on her face in the 2 movies that he shot of her. I've never been able to get a woman (even my wife) to do anything on tape, and here this wife didn't mind in the least bit. I made a mental not to see if Mandy ever needed computer help, now that I've seen she likes to get facialed. Hopefully she wouldn't mind a smaller cock. The next folder was Carolyn, another wife from the block, probably 30 or so, thin but not too skinny, and she liked it from behind exclusively. The next folder was Jeri, who was probably 40 but really good looking, with great tits and long legs, and she was the dirtiest of the bunch, taking Jason up her ass repeatedly and sucking him off at the end. The next folder was Andrea, you guessed it, another wife. I was sore from jerking so hard for so long, and after the next folder (Marilyn, a 22 year old college student who lived next door to me), I was almost glad to see the last folder.It was dated 3 days ago, and I was relieved that I'd finally get to cum after being hard for so long. I was now guessing who each folder would have in it, and the only woman I could think of was the wife of the mayor, Betsy, who was extremely good looking but a total prude. I opened the first picture, expecting to see Betsy on all fours on Jason's bed. What I saw was my wife Carrie, looking up at the camera innocently with Jason's hard dick between her lips. She was smiling even with her mouth full, and I checked the folder - 40 pictures and 2 movies. My cock twitched as I looked into her eyes, the eyes she was using to look up at her lover, and I thought back three days - I had been working about an hour away that day, and she had all day to play, which I guess she took advantage of. I never realized how good Carrie looked from different angles - she had never let me take pictures of her in sexual positions. Jason had taken plenty. I slowly went through the pictures, her on all fours with his cockhead positioned just inside her entrance, her with a mouthful of cock (and she told me she couldn't deepthroat), her with his big cock between her breasts, her taking a cumshot in the face (which I never got to do to her), and finally I got to the movies.The first movie was like the one he did with Charlotte, except that it was a little odd - the movie cut in when he was already behind her, and only after a few minutes did I realize that Carrie had no idea he was taping it. Mr. Nice Guy, Jason, was secretly taping himself screwing my wife. I was rock hard and couldn't even touch myself as my wife buried her face in his pillow as he reamed her out with his hard cock. He gave her at least 2 orgasms and about 30 minutes of hard fucking before he announced his own orgasm and left his bare cock buried inside her as he exploded. The movie ended a few minutes after, he must have cut it off with some kind of editing software, because they never got off the bed, the tape just suddenly went dark.I was down to the last movie, and I opened it with no hesitation. I realized how badly I wanted to see it, how much I wanted to see Carrie taking Jason's cock, sucking him off, or even taking him up her ass. I wanted to jerk off watching them, and cum while he filled her cunt. As the movie started, you couldn't see anything, I figured out that Jason was blocking the camera with his body, because I could hear Carrie moan but couldn't see anything. When Jason moved, I got the shock of my life (for the 4th time that day, at least).The first black guy who had fucked Jason's wife Linda, was slowly penetrating my wife. Jason had transferred his interracial fetish over to my wife, and was stroking himself, watching his friend fuck my wife with his big black cock, again secretly taping. On tape, Carrie looked up at Jason. "You like watching me fuck, don't you?" she asked him. "Fuck, yes," he groaned."You know I'm only doing this for you," she told him. He nodded.She probably meant it, but 5 minutes later she pretty much forgot he was in the room as his black friend pounded her into submission, her legs up around his waist as he impaled my petite wife, her toes repeatedly curling into orgasm as he got her off multiple times. By the end, she was begging, both for him to stop, and for him to never stop. Just as he pulled his cum-coated cock from my wife, the tape ended.I played it again, and let my cock erupt into the best cum of my life as I watched the black cock enter my wife, pausing it, as I came all over my hands. I knew then that I needed to do two things:1. Do a "checkup" on Jason's computer at least once a month.2. Get my wife to fantasize with me about other men.I make sure to get to his computer at other times, like after Charlotte was visiting home from college, or I saw a strange car in his driveway late at night. There were more folders as the months went by, and Carrie was in a few of them. But those are other stories.END |
lu.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/11/lu.txt | His wife, hearing of our hospitality in the storm, in-vited us for dinner. It was a bit awkward, but we allmanaged. She was a gracious hostess, a good woman. Ifelt she was my sister, my secret sister, that only Iknew about.He came to the trailer many times after that. He was always careful about his timing, and that no one should see his car. He taught me how to give him pleasures, and he gave me much pleasure.He gave Lu a job, and our fortunes started to improve. We moved into an apartment.I wanted to leave Lu, and move in with my lover and mysister, but it was not to be. He said that she wasn't that kind of woman, and slowly we moved apart.Many years later, before he died, Lu told me that he hadknown of my infidelities. I was very ashamed, but he loved me, and forgave me.Ace 1999 |
twodashes6.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/twodashes6.txt | Part 6: It's Never SimpleChapter 1Our new closeness was noticed pretty fast at school. Not that Sara and I cared, but it did cause some drama for Kim, since she was usually in with several of the 'popular' crowds, who are rarely known for accepting anything but vanilla relationships.It started with rumors of Kim and me cheating on Sara with each other, but those rumors died down pretty fast, because, really, how cliché is that? If I was affectionate with Kim with Sara right there and Sara and I were still together, it didn't compute that Kim and I were cheating on Sara, so therefore we weren't.Then came the incest rumors. Granted, it was actually true, but Sara and Kim went out of their way to avoid any hint they were lovers, and nothing I did or said made it plausible, either. That left only the people who'd been at the party at Jen's. Both Jen and Jason were out, which left Kit and his habit of saying things he shouldn't to people he knew not to.Sara and I went to Jen first just to be sure, even though I was positive she had nothing to do with the rumors. The last class of the day for the three of us - Sara, Jen, and me - was a free period, so we went ahead and left for home. We caught Jen in the parking lot before she'd managed to sidle on out."What's up, oh great and esteemed purveyor of awesomely artistic talent that's sought campus wide?" she chimed as we walked up, leaning against her car door."I dunno," I said, laughing "but I think you could have thrown in something about being handsome and fantastic in bed in there while you were going over the top.""Well, you're not really my taste for handsome, sorry, and great in bed..." She put a finger to her cheek and rolled her eyes up at the sky. "Yeah, I can't vouch for that. You've got Sara to blow up your ego for that one." She grinned and leaned into her car to grab something, emerging with a clutch of lollipops in one hand. She proffered them to a laughing Sara, who took one. I just shook my head when she thrust them my direction and she tossed them indifferently back into her car."Oh my god, you are ridiculous," Sara slurred around her candy."Keeps things interesting." She nodded and looked back at me. "What's up, Mr. Studly Muffin Man? You looking for a hot and thrilling night of studying calc with me? 'cause I'm booked solid if you're after a more typical date.""No studying for me tonight, thankfully." I slid one arm going around Sara's waist and leaned her against me. "Actually just wondering if you know anything about where the rumors came from about Sara and Kim. We're thinking it may have been Kit.""Wait. Seriously!?" She straightened and scanned the parking lot. "I am going to fucking kill him. Or at least kick his sorry ass to the curb." She took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds, and then let it out, giving us an inquisitive look. "But before I do that, what rumors? 'cause I haven't heard any, but you're more tuned in than I am, so that isn't saying much.""I only know about one and really only because we were eating in the cafeteria the other day. Basically what I caught was something about her and Kim being such sluts that they've even been sleeping with each other since they were kids."Jen crunched down on her candy and chewed the remnants off the paper stick while she thought, flicking the stick off into the parking lot once she'd cleaned it of sugar."I'll bitch at Kit when I see him tonight," she said at length. "If it was him who said something stupid and got that started... Well, let's just say you shouldn't expect me to be very happy for a while.""But aren't all goths mopey and depressed all the time, so how could we even tell the difference?" Sara asked, obviously facetious."Cross my heart with stitches and poke my eye with black liner." Jen grinned and mimed doing just that. "Seriously, though, that's just stupid. I don't see where people even got that idea. So you taught your sister how to masturbate. Big deal. Kids do that sort of thing, and it's not like you still are, or that anyone who wasn't at the party would know about it."Sara just shook her head, which, with us both knowing they actually were still fooling around with each other, got interpreted as a no-you're-wrong shake rather than one of agreement. Not that we pointed that out, of course. I suspect Jen had her suspicions about it, given some of what happened at the party, but she wouldn't openly voice them, let alone issue objections about it, even if she was sure she was right.Jen went on tiptoe and peered in the direction of the school."Speak of the devil and there he is," she muttered, swaying around her door and slamming it shut. She raised her hands to her mouth and screamed across the lot as she stomped off, her boots making solid thuds with each step. "Hey, Kit! Get your ass over here!"We turned to follow, but Jen waved us off, so we sat on the back bumper and waited. We watched Kit mime deafness to Jen's yelling across the lot at him to move his ass, but she was stalking across lanes faster than he was and caught him at row two, having started at seven. She pressed into him and forced him against the bed of an oversized and very clean pickup, setting her hands to either side of his head. We couldn't hear the conversation from where we were, of course, but it was longer than what I'd expected.Jen waved our way a few times and eventually pulled away from Kit, and she crossed her arms and leaned against the sedan behind her while he talked. There was a lot of gesticulating and no context to go with it, so the only clue we had to the course of the discussion was Jen giving Kit a hug and kiss before starting back our way."It wasn't him," she said, shaking her head and leaning against her car's trunk beside us. "He wasn't lying about that, I can vouch, so I have no idea." She paused a moment before adding, "People are dumb.""Did he have any ideas where it might have come from?" Sara asked, absently folding her lollipop stick in half one way and then the other. "I'm not bothered by it, but it is getting to Kim, and that does bother me.""Not really. He said he first heard it a week or two ago. Far as he can figure, it's because you're not getting all jealous and pissy and throwing fits because Mike and Kim have been all lovey-dovey while you've been hanging out with them.""Why would I be throwing fits about that? It's not like they're screwing each other behind my back or anything."I had to bite my tongue to keep from saying something stupid like, "We only do it while you're watching.""Well, your friend isn't exactly the quiet sort," Jen commented dryly. "Nor are you, for that matter, Little Miss Screamer." She turned and poked Sara's shoulder, laughing. "And we all know Mike fooled around with both of you at the party. Your friend and you, I mean, not you and Kim. If that didn't bother you, I have a hard time believing you'd be bothered if him and Kim actually were screwing each other. Open relationship and all that jazz.""I don't know that I'd call our relationship open," I said. "We're not all, "By the way, I'm off to so-and-so's house for the night and we'll be having happy bunny sex. See you in the morning." Cindy's the only person we've fooled around with, and we all agreed to it beforehand.""That and Kim likes the girls a lot more than she likes the guys," Sara added. "She wouldn't want to get Mike into bed with her, anyway.""I don't have the bits she likes to play with."Jen laughed and shoved away from her car, turning to face us and putting her hands on her hips, cocking her head to the side."With the way she was all over your friend, it was kind of obvious she likes to bat for the other team. Fine for her, but I like the dangly bits, myself.""Which still leaves us with the rumor problem and what to do about it," I said, trying to get the conversation back on topic."Ooh! Ooh!" Jen shot her hand into the air and bounced enthusiastically. "I vote for fucking with their heads some more!""But how?" Sara's look was wary. "It's not going to involve doing anything stupid, is it?"Jen scoffed, folding one hand delicately over her chest in mock exasperation."I'd never!" She laughed. "It would really depend what you two'd be ok doing, you know. Let's head to my place so we can figure this out! Now I'm all excited! This is so much better than studying the maths."She scampered around her car with a maniacal witch cackle that got Sara giggling."You are fucking insane, girl," Sara said. "Oh my god.""And I like it!" Jen shot back with a grin and a villain laugh before ducking into her car.Chapter 2We stopped to pick up some fast food Mexican on the way to Jen's. It wasn't impressive food, but it was edible and didn't make us sick, so it was generally considered a win. We flopped out in the living room, Jen plugging her new laptop into the stereo system to play her music."Taco!" she cried, sitting with a thud and sprawling her legs out, pulling out three from the bag. "Om nom nom!""What craziness do you have going on in your head this time?" I asked, munching through my nachos like I hadn't eaten in days. "I'm sure it'll be creative, if nothing else."Jen just grinned and scarfed down a taco before saying anything."So good..."She feigned rapture as Sara snorted."You didn't even taste it, woman," Sara said, snatching one of Jen's tacos and grinning. "Give it to someone who can appreciate the magnificence and give it the respect it deserves.""Hey! My taco!" Jen flailed ineffectually after her stolen taco before sighing and grabbing another from the bag. "Fine. Taco stealing bitch. I'll get you back for that. Eventually. Maybe. If I remember.""Uh huh. I'm shaking.""With terrified trepidation, I hope.""Or maybe hopeful enthusiasm."She grinned and took a bite, Jen feigning horror."Now it's on, bitch. Just you wait and see. I'll... have Mike torture you!""Already am," I said, matter-of-fact.Jen cocked her head to the side and looked at me."I... am almost afraid to ask, but I don't like unasked questions, so do tell.""I lost a race with Cindy," Sara said, her face going red."A race, hm?" She leaned forward toward Sara. "Tell me more of this race that you lost. Unless it was a sex race, and then that's your thing.""We were at her house for the night and they had us tied up, Mike and Aaron, Cindy's boyfriend, and were seeing which of us they could force more orgasms out of by a certain time.""Oh really?" She leaned forward even more, her legs splaying further apart. "Forget what I just said about not telling me sex stuff. You were tied up and this interests me, yes it does. Bondage is the greatest thing ever. Details, I want them. How were you tied up? Where? What did they use? How did they use it? How long were you forced to cum?"Sara went even redder, which I didn't think was possible, since she was already as red as I'd ever seen her. She looked at me with a pleading look and I just laughed."You're the one who opened this conversation, love," I said, shaking my head. "I just said I'm already torturing you, and it could have been left at that.""Some protector he is," Jen scoffed, giving me a dismissive wave."If you put your hand down her pants right now, I'm sure she'd be pretty wet. Getting caught like that turns her on."Sara just nodded and squeezed her legs together. Jen reached down to grab the taco she was almost, at this point, laying on, her legs spread almost perpendicular to her body. I'd known she was flexible, since I'd known her for so long, but I hadn't seen her do splits in years, so I'd forgotten just how flexible. I filed the information away for potential use later."So being on display gets you all hot and bothered, does it?" Jen inquired, taking a bite of her taco. "I definitely want to hear more about this race, then. I think I know what the torture is, since I know how Mike thinks after so long, but I want you to walk me there.""I... damn it." Sara muttered as she squirmed. "I'm already desperate and this isn't going to help! I haven't cum since then!"Jen just grinned and continued munching on her taco, waiting."If it makes you feel any better, I like being denied sometimes, too. I haven't cum in a week.""Pft. I haven't cum in over two weeks, and I'm not done yet!" She squeezed her legs together even tighter, folding them under her. "I should have never agreed to the race, but Mike hadn't let me cum since the party, so I'd gone two weeks.""Wicked awesome." Jen grinned and held a hand up to me, palm out for a high five, and I laughed. "That is totally the same thing I would have done if I were into girls. Guys are a lot harder to tease like that 'cause they cum so damn easy. But you were telling me about this race. I want details, woman. Tell me everything. When did the fun start? You were at her place, I'm sure, 'cause of Mike living with 'rents, so did you just head on over or did you pick her up somewhere or what?"Sara whimpered and gave me another pleading look. I just shook my head again and smiled, enjoying her squirming. She whined in resignation and leaned back against the couch, crossing her arms under her breasts and raising her legs to either side, planting her feet at shoulder width just in front of her ass.Chapter 3"We picked her up when she got off work," she started, "down at the Bull Horn. It was late, but I don't remember what time it was.""About two in the morning," I said, dropping my empty nacho tray into the food bag that had become the trash. "We'd, ah, been watching movies.""He means watching women masturbate and cum while I was tied up on his lap." She squeezed her elbows. "And orgasm compilations. Lots of those. At least he hasn't done that to me yet this time. I love watching people cum. Gets me soaked so fast it's not even funny.""Were you naked when he had you tied up?" Jen asked, an eager look on her face, propping her chin on her hands and laying on her stomach now with her legs splayed off to either side. "And he still had his clothes on?""Not fully naked." She shook her head. "I had my stockings on, ones I just got from Victoria's Secret. They're black and come up to mid-thigh." She moved her hands and lay one leg down, indicating where. "With these sort of... I don't what they're called, but kind of tribal looking designs on them? You know the ones I'm talking about?""Ooh!" Jen moved more into a sitting position, her arms straight under her, though she still hadn't moved out of her splits position. "I know exactly what ones you're talking about. You have those? How do they feel? Do they stay up like they're supposed to? The last pair of stockings I got were crap, and I am so not happy with them.""I don't know how well they stay up, honestly. They're kind of only a for-being-sexy thing, you know? But they feel amazing. So smooth. You need to go get them, even if you're only going to wear them with your lingerie. You'd love them.""I'll have Jason give me some money to pick some up when he gets paid." She nodded and shoved herself up straight, swinging her legs forward and moving into a cross-legged position, propping herself on her knees to lean forward again. "So you were all hot and bothered watching movies with your stud muffin man. Please, go on.""Um... I'm not sure how we ended up picking Cindy up from work, actually. I think she called us?" She looked to me for confirmation."It was Aaron who called us." I got to my knees and moved over to Sara, scooting her away from the couch so I could squeeze in behind her and lean her back against me, my arms around her waist. "He said he was busy or in the middle of something or something like that and couldn't leave it to pick her up without bad things happening. So we got her untied, dressed, and went to pick up Cindy.""I know what you're planning to do sitting like that, mister," Sara scolded, grabbing my hands with hers and planting them under her arms. "I'm going to be hot and bothered enough as it is without your help.""But you're not going to stop me from helping because you enjoy being teased."I grinned and leaned down, taking her earlobe gently into my mouth and sucking on it. She purred, her head tilting to the side to give me better access, and I bit the side of her neck. She drew in a sharp breath and squeezed my hands."God damn it, Mike." She let out a long, shuddery sigh and butted the back of her head against my shoulder in frustration. "Stop knowing me so well.""You know, I could add to being evil," Jen offered. "Since you've already seen me nekkid AND having sex, I have no reason to hide myself, and I am getting pretty antsy to have some orgasms of my own...""Oh, you wouldn't!" Sara exclaimed, struggling futilely now to get her hands free of mine. "That's not fair! This is the worst torture ever!"Jen and I grinned at each other, and then she pulled her shirts off, leaving her almost naked from the waist up. Her bra was about as boring as they come, meant to be functional rather than attractive. It looked to be almost too small for her, which got me curious."What're you at now?" I nodded at her chest."These?" She looked down and squeezed her breasts. "They're back and forth between a small D and a big C. I really wish they'd make up their damn mind and choose one or the other, because I'm getting tired of never knowing what size bra I need to shop for. And no, they haven't grown since you saw them at the party.""No, but I hadn't seen them for a while before that, so I was curious.""Yes, well, there wasn't any reason for you to see them. You're like a brother to me, so showing them off to you is kind of boring.""So what you're really saying is you have no problem being naked and fooling around in front of family."She laughed and kissed at me, pulling ties and clips out of her hair so she could undo her braids."Only you and Jason." She glanced over her shoulder at the clock. "He should be home in about an hour, unless he has something going on." She turned back around, planting her hands on the floor behind her and popping her back. She rolled her shoulders and straightened up again, sighing. "That's better. Now I can move. So as I was saying, since I really enjoy being a tease and I'm really wanting to have myself some orgasms, I'm voting that this is the perfect opportunity for both."I had to laugh, then leaned down and kissed the side of Sara's neck."I'm not going to stop you from putting on a show for us," I said once I'd gotten Sara's breathing up."I'm always expecting you to encourage me to do this sort of thing." She nodded at Sara, tilting her head to one side and pulling a braid out, leaving a black cascade of hair off one side of her head. "How long is she being denied?""Two months," Sara answered, pressing back into me. "I can't tell if I have the worst possible luck or the best with so many people teasing me.""With how much you love being teased, definitely the best luck." I grinned against her cheek, kissing the corner of her mouth.She hummed pleasantly and squeezed my hands, closing her eyes and leaning her head to the side as I kissed down her neck and bit along her throat."When did you two fool around, then?" she asked when I stopped, putting her attention back on Jen, who had finished with her hair and lost her bra so she could play with her nipples."It was a while ago," Jen said, tracing one of her nails around her areola to get her nipples hard. "We were 13 and 14? Or 12 and 13. Five or six years ago, anyway.""We were in seventh grade, so 12 and 13." I released Sara's hands so I could gather her hair back, motioning for Jen to toss me one of her hair clips. "You were barely a B cup at that age and loved to flash me.""You and Erik both," Jen laughed. "But only you two. I had a huge crush on Erik, so I wanted to show off for him, and I just liked showing off for you because we're besties. It's a shame Erik moved. I wanted him to be my first kiss.""What? You're complaining that was with me? I'm hurt."I put on a sad face and she laughed."Dude. Cut the crap. You've done stupid shit that pissed me off, but that's not one of them. We had fun and I definitely don't want to go back and tell myself, "You're being stupid if you do this." It's one of my favorite memories, if it must be known.""Well that's good to know, at least. I wouldn't go back and tell myself no, either.""So why didn't you two get together then?" Sara asked, sliding her legs out straight in front of her, her horniness obviously fading. She'd have kept them up otherwise.Jen shrugged, unzipping her boots and pulling them off before lying back and flipping her skirt up so she could hook her thumbs into her hose. She lifted her ass and shoved them and her panties down before sitting back up to work them the rest of the way off."I didn't want to. I had a huge crush on Erik, like super fan girl huge, so Mike was just my best friend.""Did you want to, Mike?" Sara asked me, turning her head toward me."Yeah, but there were a lot of girls in my grade that I wanted. I just wasn't interested in any of them enough to go after them. Jen was my only girl friend at the time, really.""I don't get it. How'd you end up fooling around, then?""We were wrestling," Jen said, followed by a short laugh. "We lived next door to each other and his dad had a big workout mat in their garage. I think we were pretending to be Superwoman and the Hulk or something, and he kept going after my boobs.""You never said I couldn't." I laughed, dropping my hands down to run my fingers along Sara's thighs. She spread her legs to give me better access and I gave them a good squeeze before continuing my stroking. "You'd been showing them off to me so much I figured you wanted me to, and you didn't stop me. Once I had you on your back and was sitting on you, you wouldn't let me not grope you.""Dude. It felt good. They were new and fun for me to play with when I masturbated each night." She gave her breasts a hard squeeze to emphasize and let out a heavy breath, pinching her nipples. "It would've been like you stopping me when I was playing with your dick. Not gonna happen.""Fair enough. I'll consider this argument a draw, but the next one, you better watch out. I will totally win that one."She laughed and scooted back to lean against the door of the entertainment center, closing her eyes while playing with her breasts."So you were wrestling and it got sexual?"Jen hummed a yes, pinching hard on both her nipples and twisting and pulling them."Erik moved a few weeks after Mike and I started doing our super hero wrestling, so I think that had something to do with it. I got the attention from him I wanted and then some. We got a lot of each other's firsts. First kiss. First grope. First orgasm by someone else. First time someone had sucked my nipples or pulled my hair. That nipple sucking... oh god. I'd never felt anything so amazing."She pulled in a deep breath as she pinched her nipples even harder, moaning louder. Sara pulled her legs back up to plant her feet flat on the floor again, watching Jen getting her going again. I slid my fingers along her thighs to her pussy, stroking her lightly through her pants and making her draw in a slow breath and spread her legs more."First intentional teasing. First blue balls. First masturbating in front of someone else. First oral from you. I never was able to do that to you.""We got caught before we could do that," Jen said distractedly, shaking her head and drawing in a sharp breath as she pinched with the sides of her nails. She exhaled a hum, opening her eyes and looking at me. "That was fucking terrifying. I'd never seen your mom so mad. I thought she was going to kill us. It still scares me how she went off.""Yeah," I agreed, drawing it out. "I'm pretty sure she would have if she'd walked in ten minutes later. It's good she only caught us kissing after I'd gotten you topless.""Shit. I never thought of that. We got so lucky with that." She drew her nails lightly across her chest and upper arms, quiet a moment. "Thinking about it now, it does seem kind of strange we didn't get together.""Well, getting grounded from each other for half a year outside of school probably had something to do with it.""Good point. Good point indeed. You win this round, mister.""I did say I would."I grinned as she laughed and returned her hands to her breasts, massaging them.Chapter 4"But that's all old news," she averred, scooting herself forward and planting her feet to mirror Sara, except she had only her skirt left and Sara was still fully dressed. "I want to hear about you, Sara dear. Tell me about your night at Cindy's and help me cum. Tell me everything."She grabbed both her breasts and lowered her mouth to each of her nipples, never taking her eyes from Sara. I cupped my hand between her legs and squeezed her pussy through her pants, making her catch her breath. I felt a damp spot and squeezed again, harder, and was rewarded with a small moan."How about we make this more fun and we all lose our clothes?" I said, undoing Sara's pants."Too easy," Jen countered, pulling her skirt up and rolling it under the hem so it would stay put, revealing her sparsely haired, unshaved pussy. "I'm in the mood for more of a challenge than just getting naked all at once. You can get naked, but I want Sara to keep her clothes on.""Why's that?""Because I want her to take off one piece of clothing every time I'm able to cum. Shoes and socks count as one each, so that means..." She paused and counted silently. "That makes eight orgasms for me. So if we do it that way, I get to have the orgasms I need, she gets all hot and bothered without being able to cum, and if she's not naked by the end, means she didn't pass the challenge and you can punish her with more teasing.""So not fair," Sara said, but pointedly didn't disagree. "And it's ten orgasms." She lifted her shirt to reveal another beneath it. "And I'm wearing hose because these pants itch.""I accept this challenge," I agreed, giving Sara's breasts a good squeeze before pulling my shirt off and dropping it on the floor. "But only on the condition that you're not allowed to use any toys to get off."Jen hummed and pondered, watching as I stood and stripped off the rest of my clothes."Your meta game impresses me, my good sir," Jen said, giving a solemn nod. "I think the most I've ever managed to squeeze out of this pussy of mine without toys is six, or maybe seven, and that was after two weeks of playing every day without cumming, and I haven't been doing that this time. I accept your conditions, but I need a towel before we start because I will make a puddle."She clambered to her feet, shoved her skirt down and off, and then padded down the hall, Sara and I watching her ass as she went. She looked surprisingly good naked, which I'd been too drunk and distracted to really appreciate at the party, and which was entirely obscured by the clothing she usually wore."She looks really good," Sara said, voice low."Yeah she does," I agreed, returning my hands to her breasts and massaging them slowly. She purred and leaned back against me."I didn't think she would," she continued. "Not a lot of people do, with weird rolls and stuff everywhere. I didn't really look at her at the party because I was too horny for you, so I didn't notice. Shame she's straight.""I think there will be plenty of chances to see if she's willing to experiment."Sara wasn't able to continue the conversation, Jen returning and holding a towel behind her back, a mischievous look on her face."Jason got this made for me a year or two ago by one of his friends. You will laugh, I say. It is the single most awesome thing anyone has ever gotten or made for me.""Let's see it, then," I said, finding Sara's nipples and giving them a pinch through her shirts and bra.With a flourish, she unfurled the towel, letting it drape in front of her. On it were two sock puppets, one black and the other white, and both decked out like gangsta pimps. I burst out laughing when I saw it and Jen grinned, giggling uncontrollably. Sara just looked confused."It's characters from Sifl and Olly," Jen explained. "Stupid awesome show on MTV a few years ago.""Orgasm and G-Spot! Best interviews they ever did."That was all I managed before starting laughing again, and Jen clutched the towel to her chest, bouncing and grinning stupidly."I told you it was the most awesome thing ever!" She giggled and jumped back to her spot in front of the entertainment center. "It's the only towel I use when I need one for this. It's just so fucking appropriate."She laughed and dropped the now folded towel, then settled on top of it, her hand immediately going between her spread legs and her fingers starting on her clit."I don't get it," Sara said once I'd caught my breath."I'll show you later," Jen breathed, her focus shifting to her fingers. "I seriously need to cum right now, though, so pick something to take off."She spread her pussy lips and dipped a pair of fingers into herself, pulling her wetness up to her clit and dropping her head back as her fingers moved in a blur. Her other hand went to her breasts and mauled at them, random "yes's and "oh god's coming out of her as she rose toward orgasm. It didn't take her long - not even a minute - and then her legs were quaking and she slammed her head back against the entertainment center, moaning with each wave of her orgasm and holding her pussy lips wide so we could watch her pussy and asshole clench and spasm.Sara shoved one of my hands down her pants, then grabbed the bottom of one of her shirts and pulled it off. Jen opened her eyes to look at us, catching her breath but still working her fingers on her clit. I circled my fingers slowly on Sara's and Jen nodded before closing her eyes again, settling back and her hand going back into a blur. It took her a little longer to reach her second orgasm - two minutes instead of one - and she grabbed one of her breasts to bite and suck her nipple when it hit, holding her pussy open again while it spasmed even harder and longer than her first. She twitched with the aftershocks, catching her breath. Sara's own breathing was growing ragged while she fought her own orgasm.I stopped my fingers, Sara moaning in frustration and gripping hard on my arm and hand. She grabbed her second shirt and jerked it off, her hands going to her breasts and sliding underneath her bra to squeeze on them directly."That's two." Jen hummed, dipping a pair of fingers into her pussy and working them against her g-spot. "You'll need to start telling me about your night if you want to get ten out of me, and that's already going to be hard for you.""She has me for hard things," I said, and Sara hummed agreement."Very hard," she said, reaching back between us to squeeze my cock. "That should be in me. I really need you fucking me right now. You have no idea.""Maybe it will be if you're able to get naked enough," I said in her ear, nibbling on her earlobe."Will I be able to cum?" she begged, squeezing my cock again and jerking on it."We'll see. Right now, you have incentive to get naked if you want me in you."She let out a disappointed moan and then gasped as I shoved my hand back down her pants to get my fingers back on her clit."I've never watched another woman get denied," Jen admitted. "It's actually kinda hot. Do it again."I grinned and pulled Sara's arms behind her back, holding them at her elbows with my free arm and pushing her chest out to make her breasts more prominent. I started my fingers moving faster on her clit and she started shaking almost immediately, screwing her eyes shut and whimpering loudly through gritted teeth as she held herself back. I watched Jen while I kept the other half of my attention on Sara to make sure I didn't push her too far and make her cum, and Jen's fingers went into a blur again, her eyes locked on us. I shifted my hand and pinched as hard as I could on Sara's clit, making her gasp sharply and open her eyes wide in shock at the sudden change, her orgasm stopped instantly and held right at the edge."Fuck, fuck, fuck," she panted heavily, fighting against squirming to avoid me losing my grip and her losing her ability to hold her orgasm with it. She was shaking violently, watching Jen arching up and gasping out a "yes" every time she slammed her fingers into herself, shoving herself into a third orgasm. A clear line of her juices trickled between her ass cheeks and dripped in a long stream onto the towel beneath her before she settled back, breathing heavily.Sara was shaking and whimpering, still holding her orgasm because of my grip on her clit, when Jen opened her eyes again a minute later. She watched Sara drop slowly away from the edge with rapt attention, her breath trembling the whole time. I gradually eased my squeeze on her clit, leaving her shuddering and breathing hard, and I released her arms and pulled my hand from her pants to let her rest."Three down, seven to go," Jen purred, still stroking on her clit and sucking her fingers into her mouth. "You're a lot more fun to watch being denied than a guy is, for sure, but I don't know how many more I can have without toys. These have been pretty intense.""All seven that you have left?" Sara asked hopefully, leaning forward to pull off one of her shoes."Only way to find out is to start telling me about your night." Jen grinned and lifted her other hand to suck her fingers clean. "We keep getting distracted from that, so no more distractions. I think I can manage two more if I do it fast, and after that it's going to start getting hard to have more.""Where did I leave off?""We'd just left to pick up Cindy," I said, slipping my hands into her bra to cup her breasts, giving them a good squeeze and playing with her nipples. She moaned and settled against me, laying her head on my shoulder."This isn't going to be easy to tell with you playing with me, you know.""You've done it before." I grinned against her throat and bit softly, causing her to draw in a sharp breath and arch into my hands. "No reason you can't do it this time, either.""I hadn't been teased and denied for almost a month already last time!""Less talk, more story and teasing," Jen demanded. "I still have some orgasms stored up that I need to have before I go crazy.""All of you are going to be the death of me with all this teasing and not letting me cum.""It won't kill you," I said, biting at the side of her throat again. "Just make you even more crazy horny than you already are.""I don't know if that's a good thing." She moaned, tilting her head even more to the side as I continued my nibbling and playing with her nipples, her breathing getting heavier again. "My pants are so soaked now...""If you help me get some more orgasms, you won't have to worry about soaking your pants anymore," Jen suggested, pinching her clit lightly and working her fingers up and down on it. "Hint, hint, nudge, nudge.""Uh huh... Just... let me focus a second." She gasped sharply and jerked in surprise as I pinched hard on her nipples, letting her know her second was up and causing her to squeeze her legs together. "Oh fuck. Wow. Ok." She pulled in a deep breath and pressed back against me more snugly, covering my hands with hers, though she didn't stop me from playing with her nipples."So we went to pick Cindy up from work. I had my usual clothes with me, and I didn't think we were going to end up fooling around, so I did have my bra and panties on."Chapter 5By the time Sara had finished, Jen had managed only eight orgasms, giving up on her ninth when she hadn't reached it after five minutes of furiously fingering herself. She flopped against the entertainment center and sucked on her fingers, shaking her head and panting and her legs splayed out in front of her, her towel visibly soaked, her body sheened with sweat, and her hair damp clumps.This left Sara not fully naked, and she stared at her hose and panties with trepidation, fidgeting her toes at each other."That," Jen proclaimed when she had enough breath to talk, "was the most fun I've had since our party. I'm not into women, but I really think I'd have a lot of fun topping you."Sara smiled and blushed, still fussing at her toes."I tried," she said quietly. "I really, really did.""I think she did quite well," I said, pulling Sara up against me and leaning over her shoulder, turning her face to mine and giving her a slow kiss before turning back to Jen. "I was betting on you only getting six or seven. And it was damn hot being able to watch you again." I shifted my attention back to Sara and gave her another kiss, biting at her lip. "If it weren't for your extra shirt and the pantyhose, you'd have won."Jen hummed and smiled, looking down at herself and tracing her fingers lightly over the marks she'd left on her breasts and her thighs and her pussy."I like my body a lot more now than I did then. I've filled out exactly like I wanted to. I don't think a lot of women can say that and mean it." She cupped her breasts and lifted them before letting them drop back. "Except for the stupid C or D thing with these fat bags, anyway. But yeah." She turned her attention back to Sara. "You did a really good job. Flying colors and spiffy rainbows and perfume farts and stuff like that. I didn't think I'd be able to get that many, either. I still want more, but that's definitely the most times I've cum with just my fingers in such a short a time."Sara beamed and gave a small bounce, slipping a hand behind her back to take hold of my still hard cock. She gave it a good tug before turning around and pulling my legs straight so she could straddle me."I need you so bad right now," she leaned in and whispered in my ear, plaintive and begging and tugging hard on my cock. "I can't hold back any more after what we just did. I'm going to cum if you're going to fuck me. Please. I need you more than anything right now. Please. Please. Take me and claim me and own me and fuck me until I'm stupid and senseless and then keep fucking me. I need it. Need you.""Can you be quiet?" I asked, teasing."You know damn well I can't," she snorted, smacking my chest. "I don't want-"I didn't let her finish, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her in for a hard, deep kiss, and she immediately molded herself against me, clutching her arms tight around my shoulders. I shifted sideways and picked her up as I rolled with her, ending up on top of her and locking her in a kiss again, one hand between us and shoving half effectively at her hose and panties to get them out of the way. I had to pull back to do it properly, pulling them down to her knees and then grabbing her bra to tie her hands behind her knees."Hey!" Jen exclaimed, smacking one hand on the floor. "This wasn't part of the arrangement!"I ignored her and just drove hard into Sara, who gasped and squeaked out an "oh fuck" before I started fucking her. She'd already been tensed and on the verge when I'd plunged into her, and two strokes was all it took before she erupted, bucking up beneath me, and I had to use my weight to hold her still enough I could stay inside her, her whole body convulsing as she came so hard she almost pushed me out every time her pussy clamped down. I didn't wait for her first orgasm to fade before I started fucking her again, digging my fingers into her breasts to hold her in place.I was vaguely aware of Jen playing with herself again beside us, but I kept my focus on Sara. It didn't take her long to roll into another orgasm, not as overwhelming but no less difficult to ride through, and I held deep in her until it had only half passed before fucking her hard and fast again, almost at my own peak. We reached that one together, her body shivering and her voice starting to crack, and I settled my weight on her to bite down hard on the side of her neck, enough it would bruise almost immediately. She shook and twitched under and around me as we both caught our breath, and she panted and rode through aftershocks for I don't know how long.Chapter 6"Hey, Jas," I heard from Jen a minute or two later, sounding sheepish. "We, um... kinda... carried away?""This was the last thing I expected when I got home," from Jason, and I lifted away from Sara."Stay..." Sara croaked at me, her eyes closed. "Don't leave me. Need you.""I'm not going anywhere, but we do need to get up."She groaned a protest and shook her head, trying to move her tied hands to grab me."Stay... Can't let you go...""Looks like you broke her brain, man," Jason said. "Both of you did, by the looks of it. You did a good job of soaking your towel.""Mike got a kick out of it," Jen said, sitting up and groaning as her back popped."Looks like you all did, and you didn't save any of the fun until I got home." He laughed and took Jen's hand, hauling her to her feet. "I hate you all, and I mean that in the nicest possible way. Now go get yourself showered and cleaned up, wench. Or maybe you two should go first so Jen can clean up your puddle.""Nope!" Jen said, snatching up her towel with a theatrical bow. "Mikey made her make that mess, so they can clean it. I'm out!" She saluted and bobbed down the hall to the bathroom."Not moving," Sara muttered, shaking her head again. "Need my lover. And I'm tied up.""I could always get my hole gun and attach chains to your nipples if that what it takes."That got Sara's attention, and she forced her eyes to focus while I untied her."You do piercings, too?""Anywhere you might want them, even if it's somewhere as boring as your ears. I even know some fun ones, like a VCH.""What's that?""Vertical clitoral hood. It's strictly a ladies-only sort of piercing, if the name didn't make that obvious. Not all women are able to have it done, but if you can and it's done right, it's basically four or five millimeters of eighteen gauge party right on your clit.""I like that idea," Sara purred, running her hands along my upper arms. "Would I be able to get one?""If Mike doesn't mind me playing with your happy button and poking at it with measuring instruments, I can let you know."Sara purred and said, "I like that idea, too," and I laughed."Man, we had a threesome last time we were over and I'm going to say it's a problem now? What've you been smoking?"Jason laughed himself and prodded at my back once I'd helped Sara climb to her feet, goading us toward the shower."I don't need to smoke a damn thing with some of the people I get in at work. Contact high just having them walk by the shop front. Hoo!" He gave my ass a smack. "I'll mix up some cleaning stuff so you can take care of that puddle you made," he called back to us as he disappeared into the kitchen.Sara stuck her tongue out at me and slipped her fingers through mine."Do you think Jen will let us join her?" she asked, pulling her hose and panties off before we started down the hall."Only one way to find out."Chapter 7"I still think rumors are made by idiots," Jen said, sitting on the other end of the couch from us, me leaning over and cleaning out the wet spot Sara had left.She hadn't let us join her in the shower, but she hadn't bitched us out of the bathroom, either, so we still considered it a win, and she'd stayed and chatted while we took our own, which was another win."I'm not at all complaining about the fun we just had, but your rumor problem was the whole point of you coming over in the first place.""Damn it, woman," Jason said once he'd finished ordering pizza. "What am I missing now?""Just some stupid school drama," I said, and filled him in about the incest rumors."That's all?" he asked when I was done. "Shit, son. You wanna fuck with their heads, you done come to the right fucking place."He pointed at Sara and me. "You two, break up."He pointed at me. "You, get together with Kim."He pointed at Sara and Jen. "You two get together and go crazy on each other with the necking and groping and shit."He held a hand out flat at Jen. "Shut up, wench, and let me finish." He motioned at each of us. "This'll only be a week or two, and you have to be sure it's where they can see you at school. If you two break up and you get together with Kim, they'll think they're right. They'll smirk at each other and feel all superior."He pointed at me. "Kim likes the women, and that isn't hard to miss, so you getting together with her will fuck their heads. You do what you always do when you're hanging with her in school, whatever that is, but you should get seen at least once or twice with your tongue down her throat."He pointed at Sara and Jen next, shifting his attention between them. "You two get with each other and they'll be all WTF, 'cause you are completely not each other's type, Jen is not into women at all, and I don't think Sara's given anyone reason to think she is, either.""What about Kit?" Jen asked, holding up a finger and looking as if she'd just unraveled the whole proposition. "I'm not breaking up with him just for some idiots in school."Jason shrugged."You won't. You'll be having crazy mad threesomes with Sara, but mostly just twosomes with her. And then!" He smacked his palms on the arms of the recliner. "And this is the part that will really fuck with them, so you better do it right: At the end of the two weeks, you go back to how things are now as if nothing happened."Sara and Jen just stared at each other, thinking I don't know what. The whole thing wouldn't have much, if any, impact on Sara and I as far as our relationship went, since we were already tightly knit with Kim, but throwing Sara and Jen together could get weird real fast, even considering the things we'd already done. Being free and open with each other with sexual stuff when you were only involved as a voyeur was alright, but Jen was definitely not interested in women, which made it unlikely the interest for more from Sara and me would lead anywhere. I didn't know how sharing Sara with her, even just for theater, would affect our own relationship. There was attraction, certainly, but it wasn't the I-want-to-fuck-your-brains-out sort of attraction, if that makes any sense."Kim and I would manage that just fine, I think," I said, looking at Jen. "It's on Jen and Sara if they could do their part of that.""You know I could," Sara said, giving me a gentle elbow to my stomach in annoyance. "I like fooling around with women as much as I do with men. But you and Jen have this weird dynamic going on, and I don't know how doing what Jason says would change that.""So it's all me now?" Jen snorted. "The only thing Mike and I have going on is best friends. We haven't been sexual with each other for years until today, and I don't think that really counts. I'm still not sure how that ended up happening.""We were all horny," I said, giving Sara's breasts a good squeeze. "Duh.""Brilliant! Mike wins the Obvious Contest!""Reigning champion, baby."She laughed and threw a pillow at me, which both Sara and I blocked."You're ok letting me have Sara for two weeks, both of you?" she asked, serious again. "'cause even just thinking about it is seriously weird. I mean, I have the same sort of relationship with Kit that you two have, but I don't know a fucking thing about power dynamics between couples. Are we going to treat this like a lending of a possession or a contract or what?"That was a good question, and I turned to look at Sara, because I didn't know, either. I'd never considered her a possession or an inferior, but rather an equal. I just happened to be the one who topped when it came to sex.Well, Kim and me, anyway, which, thinking about it, may have been part of the problem with her, since we didn't understand that's what we were doing with Sara. I made a note to talk with her about it next time I had time with her."What're your thoughts, love? You have just as much say about this. What do you want to do?"She took a minute to think, shaking her head a bit."Y'all do know that's just one option, right?" Jason asked, bemused, getting up to answer the knock on the door, and then peering back around the corner a few seconds later. "Hey, wench. Toss me my wallet. The pizza god smiles upon us this day." He ducked as Jen threw his wallet at his head. "Much appreciated!"He set the pizzas in the middle of the floor and wandered into the kitchen, returning to hand out plates."I don't know, honestly," Sara said, sliding a slice of each onto her plate. "The idea kind of scares me. I mean, yeah, Aaron completely took charge of me that one night, but Mike was right there and I knew he was still the one in control of what happened to me, so I was ok. It didn't matter what Aaron did to me because I knew Mike would stop it if I was giving any sign I wasn't ok. But this isn't the same. I wouldn't have him with me, and I know you two are best friends and you have pretty much the same approach to all this sort of thing, so I know you wouldn't hurt me and you'd stop when I wasn't ok with things, but the trust isn't there. Does that make sense?""So climbing all over me during the party means you don't trust me?" Jen laughed, and Sara blinked and shook her head."No. That was different. You weren't topping, so we were on equal ground.""Woman," Jen snapped, leaning forward and continuing in a more level tone. "I will never treat you like we aren't equal. Ever. I know I'm a quirky bitch and I really hate it when people are stupid, but I will always want your input if we're doing any sort of sex play. I don't want you upset. If you're upset, Mike and I both get upset, and we're landing ourselves in a big snobby circle jerk of stupid.""Now there's a mental image for you." Jason laughed, settling back in the recliner with half a pizza. "Bunch of goths with runny eye liner standing around sobbing while they jerk off. Man."He shook his head and took a bite before going on. "Y'all are also nucking futs. If you're doing what I said, it's only when you're in school. Sara drives off with Jen and Mike drives off with Kim, but Sara ends up at Mike's or at home with Kim. C'mon, people. There's no power swap going on here at all." He pointed his pizza slice at me and Sara and nodded at us. "I know you two scheduled a lot of your classes together, so you see each other all the time when you're in school, but how often do you see Jen or Kim or Kit? Probably not a lot, am I right?""Stop being brilliant, bitch," Jen huffed in mock hurt. "Maybe we like arguing.""Ha! And I'm a trillionaire. You know I'm right. Just admit it.""Bah. Fine. You're right. And I suppose now you're going to tell me to get over my not being into women and just get on with sucking Sara's tongue down my throat?""Something like that, yeah." He laughed and grinned. "I know you'll see the light if I keep beating you over the head with it."Jen snorted and straightened up, like a cat getting all haughty."Playing with my own body is quite enough woman for me, thank you. And I get all the pleasure that way, too, so it's all win for me.""Just like you were when I got home?"He wiggled his eyebrows at her and she laughed, settling back against the couch and finishing off a slice of her pizza. Sara would have been blushing uncontrollably if banter like that were directed at her."What was that about, anyway? Inform my mind, wench. It's been a long time since you did anything like that with Mike and his mom about killed the both of you last time. Seemed like you'd gotten it out of your system."She shrugged and folded her other slice of pizza in half before taking a bite."I'd been in the mood for denying myself," she said around her food, "so I'd gone a week without cumming, so I was horny. Sara brought up the magic words of bondage and forced orgasms, and we went from there.""And I saw no toys when I walked in," Jason mused, stroking his goatee. "Which means you're still horny after that much t and d.""When am I not horny, Jas? Seriously.""Must be why we get along so swimmingly.""There's a room just down the hall for the two of you," Sara said, shifting to give my hand more direct access between her legs."Touché, girl," Jason said, raising the last of his pizza in a salute. "Touché. It'll get some use later tonight, I'm sure."Jen rolled her eyes and kicked at Jason, missing by miles."Please. I don't care if you see me naked. It's not like you haven't seen tits and pussy before, but you're going to have to work a lot harder for the incest kink. Fuck me running."Jason heaved a theatrical sigh and slumped like a lost puppy, mock sobbing."Oh, thou hurtest so my shriveled and blackened heart!" he proclaimed, clutching at his chest and extending one hand toward Jen, a soulful look on his face. "With thy rejections of my amorous professions and thy... thy... Oh, fuck it. I never was good at Shakespeare." He waved his hand dismissively at Jen and grabbed another slice of pizza. "If you were loud, I'd have to figure out better ways of keeping you quiet."Despite the personalities being about as different as they could possibly get, something about the exchange struck me as a mirror of what Sara and Kim did, evading any outright denial of their involvement with each other. Jen caught my look and gave me a small nod, which I wasn't sure was meant as affirmation or denial or something else entirely. I'd have to try to remember to ask about it later."Fucking hell," Sara laughed, shaking her head. "I see where Jen gets her eccentricity, at least.""You're not allowed to be a tattooist if you're not eccentric," Jason said around his pizza. "True fact, girl. I can show you where it's not in the rules and regs.""No need. I'll take your word on that.""That's good, because I don't know where it is in the rules and regs, either."Chapter 8I didn't have a chance to talk with Jen alone before we left, but there was always later. We wouldn't have been staying much longer, anyway, since she had calc to study. We had no studying that needed doing, so we kidnapped Kim to take her out with us for the evening. Having already eaten, we weren't hungry, so we just munched on fries while Kim devoured her meal and we told her about what we'd talked about at Jen's. I sat next to her after placing her by the window so she couldn't slide out and disappear, and Sara sat across from us."I love you, Mr. Man," she said around a mouthful of chicken, stabbing another piece with her fork, "but that's the dumbest thing I've ever been asked to do. Like, kindergarten dumb. And besides, it wouldn't work. They're just going to think we're stupid if we do all that." She prodded her impaled chicken at me and glared. "And we are not EVER going to share Sara like that. Fuck the power coupling or whatever it was you called it. That isn't loving her like she should be.""Kim," Sara started, and Kim stabbed her chicken at her and gave her a glare, as well."No. I've told you I don't like you doing that and why it bothers me. I know I'm not as smart as you are about some things, but I'm not stupid. You know how I get whenever you've fooled around with someone I don't know. I-" She cut herself short and focused her attention on her plate of food, just staring at it while she gathered herself before continuing more calmly. "This isn't something I want to talk about here. Once we're home or at Mike's or even Cindy's, but not here.""We weren't planning on talking about that here, anyway," I said, snagging one of her fries. "Mostly we just wanted to hang out and see what you thought about Jason's idea.""It's a dumb idea is what it is. Really, really dumb. The thing about Sara and Jen getting together is kinda smart, 'cause that would kinda screw with them, but the rest is just dumb. Anyone who's going on about the stupid rumors you shouldn't take seriously, anyway, so I don't see what the big deal is. Most of them don't care.""So why were you saying it bothers you that they're going on about us sleeping together?" Sara asked, propping her head against her hand as Kim stuffed her mouth."Because it does bother me," Kim said once she'd downed her bite. "I don't want people thinking we are because it could lead to a lot of bad things for us, but more for me, 'cause I'm not hiding I'm les as much as I used to. If you want to worry about stuff that bothers me, worry about that, ok? A lot of people still don't like people being gay, even if I do like women and people are more ok with that than if it's guys being gay.""I do worry about it, hon, believe me. I just haven't said anything about it because you haven't been letting people know. Do you want us to start getting active about that?""I don't know. I don't know what you could even do, other than that thing where you stick up for me if people are being stupid about me liking girls.""That's why we're here talking about it," I said, sliding an arm around her shoulders and leaning her against me for a hug. "We'll support you whatever happens.""I know you will," she said, eying both the honey mustard dip and the bbq sauce for her last bite of chicken before dipping it in both. "I've never thought you wouldn't."She spun her chicken slowly, mixing the sauces and keeping them from dripping everywhere, then opened her mouth wide and chomped down on it with a theatrical snorfing sound. Sara just shook her head, an amused smile on her face as she watched Kim circle a hand on her stomach. Kim turned to me and grabbed my face, pulling me toward her to spend a minute giving me a mouthful of her tongue. She grinned when she moved back, clapping her hands together."Can I get dessert, too?" she asked, bouncing with excitement. "I really, really, really, really want a sundae! Or a banana split! Definitely a banana split. That sounds so awesome right now! With chocolate and caramel and salty peanuts and oh my god yum!"I laughed and dragged her back across the seat to hold her against me."If I get another kiss like that you can," I told her, grinning."Jeez, Mr. Man. Is that all you ever think about?""Yes," Sara said before I could open my mouth, and she lifted her hands above her head to adjust a halo I knew she didn't have."Bah! Fiiiiiiiine. You can have another kiss, but I better get that banana split!"She poked me hard in the chest before raising her arms around my neck, moving in next to my ear to whisper to me."It's still weird kissing you serious like," she admitted, then pulled back to meet my mouth with hers.I brought one hand up and cupped it against her cheek as we kissed, a slow one this time, a parting of lips and a teasing dance of tongues against each other. She licked her lips when we parted and we looked at each other, her giving me an uncertain look. I leaned in to her ear and gave her a whisper of my own."Weird or not, I like being able to kiss you."I felt her smile and I took the opportunity to gently grab her earlobe with my teeth and suck on it, making her draw in a breath and jerk away in surprise, her hand shooting up to her ear and rubbing it vigorously. She shivered, scrunching up her face at me."Holy crap that felt weird!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "I've done my half of the deal, Mr. Man. You owe me a banana split!"Chapter 9We went somewhere else for Kim's banana split, since the place we were at had none. Her ultimate creation was triple chocolate ice cream and a split banana, drowned in chocolate syrup, drizzled caramel, dusted with nuts, coconut, and crushed toffee, and topped with maraschino cherries. She looked like she was about ready to orgasm once the first bite was in her mouth."Oh my god this is so super-duper licious!" she enthused, stuffing another huge, drippy mess of a bite into her mouth and purring in bliss. "You are awthum," she managed to slur without drooling her bite everywhere, then went back to humming in appreciation.Sara and I just sucked on our milkshakes and watched her, amused."So we haven't hung out very much lately, right?" Kim said once she'd gotten through her sugar induced euphoria and wasn't in orgasmic bliss with every bite. "And telling me about Jason's dumbest idea ever kind of reminded me I haven't told you yet, see.""Told us what?" Sara asked, stealing one of Kim's few remaining cherries and slurping it into her mouth."I kinda sorta have a girlfriend," Kim bounced, grinning and clapping her hands. "I'm so excited!""Not Cindy, I'm guessing," I said, peering at her like she liked to do with me."Hush, Mr. Man." She stuck her tongue out at me. "No, it's not Cindy, but I do really like Cindy. We talked a lot when we weren't playing when I spent the weekend at her place. She's been through so much and still doesn't let it make her want to give up. I admire her a lot, and she's really, really smart, but she's not the sort of person I could be with, you know?""So who's your girlfriend?" Sara asked, setting her elbows on the table and holding her straw between her fingertips, raising her eyebrows at Kim. "Do we know her?""Probably... not? Maybe? She's only a sophomore and you're seniors. Her name's Georgia and she's not a big socializer in your circles. She's in band and plays a few different instruments, but the only one she can play for school is clarinet. Or oboe? I don't remember. One of those mouth instruments." She puckered her lips and mimed playing a flute."Georgia Thomas?" Sara furrowed her brow, her trying-to-remember-something look coming on. "Is she the one who did the opening song at the last home game?""Yep! That's her. That was so awesome.""When did band start letting people beat box?" I asked, feeling oddly out of the loop."Is that what she did?" Kim looked at me. "I don't know, but it was cool. She can play guitar and piano, too.""She's going to have some very magical fingers, then," Sara laughed, her eyes glinting with amusement. Kim gave her a confused look."What do you mean? Magical fingers?"I held one hand in front of her and curled my fingers up, flicked them back and forth really fast. Sara laughed as Kim's eyes widened in understanding."Ooooh, that kind of magical fingers. I... um... no. We haven't fooled around or anything yet. We're both kind of scared to come out like that, like making it official we're dating or whatever. We've kissed a few times, but haven't... you know..." She held her hands out toward Sara and mimed squeezing her breasts. "We were sitting in the theater with some of the thespians-" She gave a stern look to both of us, holding her finger up in warning. "Yes, I know a big word! Don't make fun of me! We were having lunch in the theater and we kinda have this truth-or-dare routine that we do, that group of people, I mean, and one of them's a big gamer guy. Stephen. You might know him, Mike. But he always has his bag of dice with him, lots of weird ones like ten sided and twenty and stuff like that, so after everyone shows up he picks a dice and rolls it so we know who and who are doing the truth-or-dare thing and who's giving the truth or dare."She got distracted smashing the remnants of her ice cream into ice cream soup, the toffee and nuts set off to one end of the bowl and getting mixed in when she was done. She slurped up a big, drippy spoonful of it and bounced in ecstasy."Soooo goooood!""So what happened with this truth-or-dare you got with Georgia?" Sara asked, poking Kim to get her back on track."Oh! Right!" She spooned more of her ice cream soup into her mouth before continuing her story. "So I've kinda been coming out a bit to some of my friends, right? So me and Georgia have been talking a bit since we got assigned to be partners in wildlife and conservation with Ms. Kerridge, and I noticed she looks a lot at girls, see? I guess Karen noticed, too, 'cause she dared me and her to kiss like we meant it, 'cause Karen's one of my friends I've told about being gay, right?"She tilted her bowl and spooned the remnants of her ice cream to the bottom before raising the bowl and scooping it into her mouth. She let out a satisfied "aaaah" and thumped the bowl back to the table."Totally what I needed," she grinned and pulled me over for a theatrical kiss. "Mwah! You're awesome, Mr. Man. I love you." She giggled and pushed me back into my seat, then did a little dance and bounced in hers."So Karen gave me and Georgia this kissing dare, right? And me and Georgia just kinda look at each other for a second and then she's all, "Ok" and gets up and walks over to me. I guess I was kinda grinning like an idiot, 'cause I couldn't believe I was going to get to kiss her, you know? Actually kiss her kiss her, 'cause she's really pretty even for being a little... whatever the word is for when you stand out, and I thought maybe I might actually have a chance with her with her looking at girls so much."So all the dares we do have a timer, right?" She held a hand up and air pushed a button on a stop watch. "The truths aren't timed 'cause they don't take as long. We don't want things getting too crazy, so we just do it when we all show up and the first five minutes are for the dares. Well, the first thing Georgia does after getting her arms around me when I get up is ask me, real quiet, is if I like girls. Total brain melt! Like, holy crap brain melt! And this is why I want to tell you this! You're going to be so proud of me, 'cause I was so totally thinking like you guys! It was awesome!" She grinned and squealed with excitement, looking back and forth between us and beaming. "You'll never guess what I said!""You invited her to bed with you?" I laughed."No!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "You are such a typical guy. Jeez. I told her, "Just kiss me and you'll know." See!? That's so totally like you two!" She bounced and clapped her hands, grinning like a fool. "And oh my god! She tasted amazing! And Stephen had to smack us to get us to stop, 'cause we went over the time limit. I guess he'd been telling us to stop but we didn't hear him, and we were both totally all hot and bothered when we stopped kissing. We couldn't stop looking at each other after that, so I guess now everyone who was there knows we're total lesbos. After we were done with lunch, she was all looking at me while we walked to class, 'cause our wildlife class is right after lunch, and said, "That was definitely a yes." I just had to kiss her again right there before I bounced out of my skin. Oh my god, you guys! I can't believe this is happening!""That sounds like it was a lot of fun." Sara hummed, mouthing her straw and sucking on it. "Are you going to invite her over so we can watch the two of you?""I don't think she's really into that sort of thing. I don't know. I so want to have a sleepover with her, though. I want to get to know her better.""Then ask her," I said, slurping up the last of my milkshake. "I've got some money if you want to order food or go out or something.""I don't know, Mr. Man. I'm still really nervous about this. It's kinda new, you know? It's not like things were with Sara and with you. I don't know how things will go.""Just talk with her and find out," Sara said, sliding her milkshake across the table to me, still a quarter full. "That's the only way you're going to know, hon, but if she's interested like you're saying, she'll definitely want to, and if you do a sleepover, it will seem normal. People do that all the time, so you won't look like you're dating or anything.""Yeah, you're right." Kim heaved a sigh, staring forlornly at her empty bowl. "Man, that was so good. I totally want another one, but I'd seriously explode if I did."Chapter 10With Kim's torpedoing of Jason's idea to mess with people's heads, we needed something else to keep ourselves entertained. Most of what came to mind was unworkable without either complicity from school staff or getting suspended or expelled because of being blatantly sexual. After so much fooling around with Sara in decidedly non-subtle ways, I had a hard time coming up with subtle ways to tease her, and since Kim was included in any brainstorming, it was even more difficult to reach agreement that satisfied both our desire to not expose ourselves (literally or figuratively) and for getting us worked up for fun later.Eventually we did reach agreement on a way to torment Sara, and, naturally, it included teasing her and not letting her cum to make sure she was desperately horny when we started. With her and Kim living together, that was easy, and she was wet and ready by the time we started final preparations in my car in the school parking lot.Sara and I were in the front while Kim leaned forward to watch, and I pulled out the dildo and ben wa balls Kim and I'd bought over the weekend. Kim would be leaving in a minute, of course, since we didn't want anyone getting any more ideas than were already going around. The dildo was a basic one, made of a deep blue spongy rubber, about seven inches long and two in diameter, which would comfortably fill Sara without causing her any long term pain. It was also ridged along the entire length, which should, Kim said, make it easier for her to keep in while she moved about campus."I get the feeling you two're doing this to keep me horny all day," Sara said, running her fingers along the length of the dildo, bending it back and forth to test it."That was kind of the idea," I said, squeezing one of her breasts."And I get to tease you some more when we get home!" Kim crowed, grinning and bouncing. "I'll go so you two can get this started. I really, really want to watch, though." She pouted and then gave me a kiss before grabbing her pack and hopping out of the car, skipping toward campus."Am I allowed to guess what you're going to have me do?" Sara asked, giving the parking lot a quick scan before lifting the dildo to her mouth and starting to suck on it, eyeing my crotch with a coy look."You can guess after you've masturbated to the edge with that," I told her, grinning and looking innocent. "And I want to see your pussy while you do, so pants around your knees.""Oh, you are so evil," she moaned, dropping one hand to undo her pants. She gave the parking lot another scan before working them down to her knees and pulling her panties to the side. "You know it won't take me long to edge.""Better make it two, then.""Oh gods..." She whimpered as she set the head of the dildo against her opening and started pushing it in, her legs drawing together a bit once it was completely in her, leaving only enough for her to get a solid grip. "Sometimes I wonder why I let you torment me like this.""Because you love being tortured like this.""Maybe..." she breathed, then started fucking herself, and I leaned over to give her a slow kiss, squeezing hard on her breasts with one hand. She moaned and arched up, changing her grip on the dildo to fuck herself as fast as she could, stopping after only a few seconds and holding it still inside her. She whimpered, her thighs shaking and twitching in time with her pussy, her orgasm just out of reach. She took a few deep breaths to steel herself, waiting a minute until her need had passed, and then started again, hard and fast, and she pulled the dildo out after not even thirty seconds, growling and slamming back against the head rest.I let her rest for about half a minute and then reached over and shoved a pair of finger into her. She gasped sharply and arched her hips toward my hand, seeking more attention to her dripping pussy. She shook for longer with this edge, holding back her orgasm more difficult with my slow teasing. Eventually she relaxed back into the seat, unclenching her jaw and attempting to get her breathing under control."Barely held that one when you did that," she breathed, opening her eyes to look down at the ben wa balls. "It's much harder when I have something in me. Those aren't going where I think they are, are they?"I scanned the parking lot, saw no one, and started fingering her clit, slowly enough she wouldn't be getting close to cumming for a long time. She moaned a soft purr, rocking her hips up to meet my fingers."Where do you think they're going?" I asked, giving her clit a few brief, fast flicks.She gasped and arched up hard, one hand snapping up and grabbing hard onto my wrist. She wasn't strong enough to keep me in place, though, and I pulled my hand away, making her groan in disappointment."Going in my ass?" she managed after a few seconds, holding her eyes on mine."Nope. Going in your pack until lunch. I'll tell you then what you'll be doing with them.""Oh thank god." She brought my hand to her mouth and started sucking on my fingers, then let them go with a bite and a purr. "What about the dildo?""That's staying in you for the day."She blinked at me and looked down at her pussy, then back at me."Do you have any idea how hard it's going to be not to cum with that in me for that long!? Or how wet I'm going to get because of it!?"I just grinned.Chapter 11"I don't know if I can do this until lunch without cumming," she whispered before we had to part ways. I wouldn't be able to watch her squirm during first period, but our other three classes for the day were together, so I thought it worked out just fine. "I'm already having a hard time holding back.""Well," I said, appearing to think things over, then gave her a kiss and nibbled her lip. "Just think about how loud you are when you cum and use that as incentive not to, or else the whole class will know you just had an orgasm."She moaned in frustration and smacked my arm, her answer to my grin."You know that thought doesn't help one bit with how exhibitionist I am," she said. "You're just making it worse. Get to class before I start getting rough on you and drag you back home so you can fuck me senseless."I laughed and gave her another kiss. She growled and clenched her fingers into a fist on my sleeve before letting go and turning to head to her own class, slower than usual. She stopped before turning the corner and lowered her head, and I could tell she was doing her breathing exercises to focus herself and battle her building orgasm back under control.A statistics and probability class has never been so long, boring, and tedious. I did a lot of doodling that first period, genitalia and reproductive organs cleverly disguised as cartoon characters, only paying enough attention to the teacher to be able to answer any questions that may have been directed my way. None were, since I'd developed a reputation for being able to answer correctly even when I was working on pieces more elaborate than throw away doodles. I scrawled poorly disguised descriptive names under each character when the period bell rang and folded the paper on my way out, shoved it through a slat in Jen's locker so she'd have something to laugh about when she got in for the day, then went to meet Sara."I am so going to kill you later," she growled at me, locking her hands into fists on my shirt to drag me in for a hard, hungry kiss, loosing her hands only long enough to snake her arms around me and press against me."I can barely walk because of this damn dildo constantly making me want to cum," she breathed into my ear when our kiss broke. "I am NOT going to be able to make it through the day without cumming. It's impossible after all the teasing you two have put me through the last few days.""I guess you'll just have to be quiet when you do, then," I whispered back, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back so I could bite the hollow of her throat. She immediately gasped in a sharp breath and clutched at me, burying her face into my shoulder and trembling against me, squeaking with each pulse of orgasm bursting through her."I told you," she breathed once she'd calmed herself enough to appear normal again. "I'd been holding that off for probably an hour, and I'm lucky to have managed that. We started a construction project today, so I was moving around most of last period.""Next period is going to be a lot of fun for you, then," I laughed, tilting her face up to mine and kissing her."Shit..." she muttered after a few seconds, butting her head against my shoulder. "Not PE. God damn it." She pulled back enough to look at me, trepidation and eager willingness fighting with each other in her gaze. "You intentionally chose today specifically for that, didn't you?""That part actually wasn't my idea," I said, not able to stop from laughing. "That was her idea, if it must be known.""You both hate me. So, so much. I'll kill you both if I survive today." She pulled me in for another hungry kiss, biting at my lip when she cut it short and moved forward to my ear, covering her mouth with one hand while she whispered. "And you both know exactly what to do to get me so horny I can't stand it. I'm loving this so hard even though it sucks so bad." She bit my ear and hugged tight to me, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "I'm going to the bathroom to get myself some pads. My pants are going to be ruined if I don't use any, and there'll be no hiding that wet spot."Chapter 12Sara's look of dismay was one I wish I could have caught on film, the teacher blandly informing us we'd be playing dodge ball for the next two week block. I knew the orgasm she'd had between classes had only heightened her desire for more, so this was going to really push her control.I figured once the game started it would be difficult enough for her to not look like she was hyper aroused and cumming like crazy, so I didn't go out of my way to make it harder by seeing if she could dodge my throws. Regardless, she spent more time on the side lines than actually playing, so the class wasn't as much torment for her as we had been hoping. She had another three orgasms, though, and the non-stop stimulation left her even hornier than she already had been, so it went nicely with our plan, considering.She clung to my neck and draped herself all over me after that adventure was done, biting at my neck and growling in a desperate mix of need, lust, and growing exhaustion. She put her mouth at my ear, doing her best to keep her voice low and level."After that month you put me through of not letting me cum, I didn't think it was possible you could get me even hornier than I was after Jen's show for us, but you've done it in spades. This is the most devilish thing I think you could ever do to me." She pulled back just enough to kiss me and then glared at me. "I'm still going to kill you for it, though. Holy crap. At this rate, you'll be dragging me by my hair by the end of the day just to get me to the car.""Does this mean you're still up for a threesome after school?" I asked, my smile giving the lie to my tone."Oh gods..." she breathed, letting her head fall to my shoulder. "Really? You didn't actually plan that with her, did you?""You're just going to have to find out, aren't you?"She somehow managed to both purr and groan simultaneously, and I lifted her chin to give her a slow kiss, brushing my fingers lightly along her cheek and down under her ear to the back of her neck. Her groan disappeared and became pure purr as she relaxed against me, sighing happily."Unless you're able to make me pass out, you know I'm never going to turn down having fun with you, no matter how drained I am because of what you've already done to me. I love you so bad, and everything you do to me, especially when it turns me into incoherent mush."I smiled against her lips and gave her another light kiss, giving the back of her neck a gentle squeeze."I love you, too," I whispered, "for all the same reasons. But-" I pulled back after giving her another kiss, "-I think it's time to get you moving again, and I think you know why that is."I grinned and she moaned and heaved out a, "Fine. Torment me some more, why don't you?""You know I will, and then some."She smiled and adjusted her pack, then twined her fingers through mine."I wouldn't have it any other way."I let her set the pace this time, since lunch followed our next class, and the after lunch plan was going to make the rest of the day especially difficult for her. The only question was whether or not it would work, and, if it did, she would definitely need the rest beforehand.Through an unplanned quirk of scheduling, our third class was with Jen, and the three of us migrated toward each other like blackberry pie and crisp white shirts. She pulled out the doodles I'd stuffed into her locker and flipped the folded sheet at Sara when we sat down with her, just shaking her head sternly and tsk'ing at me."I don't know how you do it," she said, pointing at the paper Sara was now unfolding, "but you've broken my brain again, Mikey. Herr Evülvuh?" A Nazi-esque detective in a long, fuzzy coat. "The Mighty Kramps?" That one labeling a group of uteruses dressed up as rock stars. "Willy Wood's Ring of Wonder?" An anthropomorphic penis dressed as a ring master, standing in front of a circus tent. "Where in the hell do you even come up with this stuff?"She pulled a sheet of gold star stickers from her binder and peeled one off, placing it squarely on my forehead. "You are a demented, brilliant genius, and I command you to keep doing it."Sara just buried her face in her hands and shook her head after she'd looked at the doodles, sighing, "Oh gods..." She dropped her hands and looked at Jen, holding up the paper and pointing at it. "This is what happens when he has sex on the brain.""Isn't... that... all the time?" Jen furrowed her brow and then leaned in toward Sara. "But I can't say he's alone in that," she added conspiratorially, wiggling her eyebrows. "If I didn't know how completely pure and innocent you are, I'd say you're nippin pretty hard there."Sara blinked and looked down, going crimson and crossing her arms over her breasts to hide the bumps of her nipples straining against their confines."Totally innocent," I said in the best dead-pan I could muster. "We're not doing anything obvious at all.""Anything obvious." Jen choked holding back an open guffaw, grabbing the paper with my doodles and folding it up again. "Great Cthulhu's balls, nothing obvious. Only if you don't know what to look for, mister." She smirked and shook the paper at me once she had it folded again. "You know it's sad when your sex life is more exciting than mine, right? I've had more fun with you lately than I have with Kit. He's good, don't get me wrong on that, but he's not very... let's call it creative.""Does he need to take sex-ed again?" Sara quipped, and then covered her mouth in surprise and started giggling. Jen just cackled."No, he knows all the right bits and places to play with, but he's definitely a sub. Worse than you are. I don't have it in me to be as harsh as he wants, and we both know it.""You two've been together for what? Two years?""Almost three." She glanced at the clock over the door and pulled out her own textbook. "I don't know if I want to stay with him, honestly. I don't feel like I'm getting what I need to be happy with the relationship. That's something he and I need to work out, though. Not like it's going to involve you, either which way." She leaned forward, gesturing us closer and lowering her voice. "I definitely want to know what the two of you are doing, though. Remote vib?""Just a dildo," Sara answered, squirming. "About this thick-" she made an 'o' with her fingers "-and this long-" holding her hands about seven or eight inches apart "-and it feels like there's a billion ridges on it and oooooh my god. I've had it in since we got here this morning and I don't know how many times I've cum already.""And there's ben wa balls for her to use once this class is over," I added."Oh, hot damn, girl." Jen grinned and gave us both a high-five. "That's the sort of thing I'd love to do. You get so many gold stars for being brave enough to do it I'd have to go buy another pack of them."Sara laughed and poked at my forehead, where I still had the gold star."As long as I don't have to wear them like he does."She collapsed back into her chair and immediately lost her grin, squeezing her legs tight together and drawing in a deep breath."Looks like she's enjoying what you have her wearing a lot better," Jen quipped, and Sara just nodded and hummed agreement.Chapter 13Sara had regained most of her self-control by the time lunch rolled around. Even though the dildo kept her turned on, it wasn't enough to keep her on the edge because we did little more than sit. Since the three of us sat together, we'd taken to passing notes so we wouldn't get in trouble for talking. The teacher knew we did this but wouldn't do anything about it because we were the top three students in the class and either ignored everyone else or helped him teach, depending on need. I took advantage of this to draw doodles of random sex acts and passed them to Sara, keeping her distracted and her arousal level up. She then passed them to Jen, who just snickered and did her own squirming."I seriously need to get a new pad in," Sara said, dragging me over for a kiss when class let out and smiling against my mouth. "You are the most evil person ever, mister.""And you love it." I grinned and bit her lower lip before standing and dragging her to her feet, pulling her into me and holding her."You have no idea." She smiled and bit my lip in return, giving me a hungry look and dropping her voice. "I'm going to have such a hard time not tackling you to the floor and ripping your clothes off so you can screw me senseless."I just grinned and tilted her face down so I could kiss her eyes and forehead, then moved down to whisper in her ear."You know those ben wa balls I gave you this morning? When you're putting your new pad in, I want you to pull the dildo out, put them in, and then put the dildo in again just like you have it. If you can't get the dildo in without hurting or being uncomfortable, just do the ben wa balls and suck the dildo clean before putting it in your hoodie pocket."She pulled in a long, slow breath and clenched her hands tight against my back."Oh, you are so going to be the death of me today," she breathed, her face against my shoulder. "Is that all you want me to do? Or do you have more planned?" She lifted her head to look at me, nervous anticipation dancing in her eyes.I answered with a, "We'll see," before grinning and giving her another kiss, biting at her lip again. She moaned softly before letting me go and shoving her stuff back into her pack, swinging it onto her shoulder and shooing me out of the class before her."You are so damn evil it's absurd," Jen said while we waited for Sara to get the toys in. "You're going to torture her all day with this, aren't you?""No," I said, rummaging in my pack to pull out the sandwich I'd made that morning. "Just most of it."Jen snorted and leaned against the wall, kicking one foot up in front of the other and watching people trickle through the hall on their way to wherever they ate their lunch. We were silent while we waited, comfortable enough with each other that not talking wasn't bother."What would you say if I did break up with Kit?" she asked suddenly, after the hall had mostly emptied.There was a small cluster of freshmen sitting at the other end, but they were too far away to hear us. I turned to look at her, but she was staring down the hall at the freshmen, not at me."Why do you ask?" I wasn't sure what to say other than that. Was there even a right answer to a question like that?She didn't say anything immediately, just stood silent and watched the freshmen while they made fools of themselves."I don't know. I've just had a few things on my mind lately." She shook her head and turned around to face me, giving me an even look. "You're my best friend, so I figure talking with you might help me sort things out. I just don't know-"She cut herself short when Sara pushed out of the bathroom, moving tentatively, obviously focused more on what was going on between her legs than what was going on around her. She cast a quick glance at me and then found the wall with one hand to steady herself."I didn't think I could get all of it in," she said to me, shuffling along the wall to me. "But it's all inside now and you have absolutely no idea how absolutely insane this is going to make me. The fullness is just... gods..." She finally reached me and gripped her hand hard onto my shoulder, using me to support herself. "I've already cum once just getting out here and I'm trying to fight off another, but it's so hard. Those balls are really, really noticeable.""She's going to need one of those little go scooters at this rate," Jen said, shaking her head and smiling in amusement."Gods, that would be perfect right now. Ho-ly crap."She latched onto my waist and we started moving at a snail's pace toward our usual eating spot, stopping three times along the way when she could no longer hold her orgasms. I had no idea how she was being quiet for them, because she had a hard time being quiet even with weak orgasms, and these weren't. Eventually we made it to our spot and sat, Sara taking a minute to gather her wits and breathe again before digging out her lunch."What's on your mind?" I said to Jen, since she'd been unusually quiet and watchful after her abrupt question about breaking up with Kit.She shook her head and said, "There's a lot on my mind. I don't know how much I can say because I don't know if I'm seeing things right. Or more that I don't know how to say it, 'cause you know I'm going to be straight with you, anyway.""Is something wrong?" Sara asked around her fork, prying the lid off her container of what looked like stir fry and rice."Not really. Just trying to untangle my head.""Is it about the show you put on for us the other day?"Jen cocked her head to the side, thinking and chewing on her pizza."That's part of it, but some of it goes back to the party. There were a lot of... signals in all the noise. I've been trying to tell myself it's nothing, but it keeps nagging at my little lizard brain, because it's relevant to my interests, and I feel like it might help me figure out some other stuff. Give me some epiphanies or some shit like that.""That doesn't say much," I said, arching an eyebrow at her. "Are you going to explain or should we talk about this later?""I'd prefer talking later. There's enough stupid around here without people listening in and spreading a personal conversation." She eyed what looked like deep fried mud in Sara's food before continuing. "I've also been thinking we should do another party, since we have that four day weekend coming up, or maybe Halloween, but I don't want any weirdness like last time. I'm still debating if I'd let you invite Cindy again. She was way over the top for my tastes. No offense to her.""We won't deny she is that," I said, cracking open my soda can. "Pretty sure she'd understand not being invited again, though it would probably hurt her a bit. She's a lot of fun to be around as long as she's not pushed when she gets into a mood, and you did a lot of pushing, but there were also things going on between her and Kim, too, and that didn't help her.""Yeah, yeah I did," she said, and left it that. "Anyway. I was thinking we could get the same group together, since that worked pretty well last time. Do you think Kim would be interested in coming again?""She likes cumming as much as I do," Sara blurted, and then blanched, shocked and shrinking in on herself with a small curse. "Please ignore that?" she asked meekly. "I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry."Jen blinked and gave her a scrutinizing look while I looked around to see if anyone else was nearby, but the nearest group was a good thirty feet away. There was no way they'd be listening to anything we were saying."You got lucky there, love," I told her, moving to sit next to her and pull her into me when I saw her look. Her arms went immediately around me, trembling while she tried to get her sudden panic under control, and I stroked her hair through her stream of, "oh my god oh my god oh my god.""I've never done that before!" she cried against my chest. "Never! Never, never, never, never! Why did I let that out when I've always been able to bite my tongue before? I shouldn't have said that. Please don't tell her. Please, please, please. Oh my god. I'm such an idiot. She's going to kill me.""No one else is anywhere near us, so we're ok," I said against the top of her head, still stroking her hair to calm her down.I glanced at Jen and saw her looking around, and then she scooted closer to us, dragging her pack with her. She held her eyes on mine and mimed being quiet while she waited for Sara to get her shock under control. I nodded and continued talking to Sara, walking her back into focus. Once I had her calm enough to control her breathing, the rest was easy."I want one guess what that was about, if that's ok," Jen said once we were sure Sara was ok. "If I'm right," she held Sara's gaze, "I'm the last person who's going to judge you for it. If I'm wrong, I just look stupid."Sara just nodded and took another deep breath, let it out slowly and squeezed my hand."This is part of what's been niggling at me since the party, since there were a lot of little things going on between you and Kim, and you've been really clever with the evasions. Reminds me a lot of what Jason and I do." She paused to look around again to be absolutely certain no one was nearby, and then leaned in closer so she could drop her voice just in case. "You and Kim actually are sleeping together, aren't you?"Chapter 14Sara just stared stupidly and opened her mouth a few times, trying to figure out how to answer without feeling terrible Jen had just voiced her most secret of secrets."I... I-I-I..." was all she managed to get out, and then her panic started up again and she buried her face against my chest, clinging desperately to me. Jen gave me a worried look, reaching one hand out but stopping short of touching either of us, unsure what to do."I'm sorry," she said after a few seconds, hesitant. "I shouldn't have pushed. I didn't want to make her..." She waved her hands at Sara, looking pained. "I don't know what to do about this! Fuck. Should I go? Say I should go.""No," I said, giving her a hard look, and Sara shook her head against me. She managed to untangle one of her hands from her clutch on me and reach blindly for Jen as I kept talking. "Stay. You don't walk away from this. Not ever. Stay."She just nodded dumbly and took hold of Sara's hand, who squeezed hard, still trembling. Sara dragged in a deep breath and squeezed Jen's hand again, holding it to the same rhythm as her breathing until she'd regained control."I'm sorry, Sara," Jen said quietly when Sara straightened and pulled away from me. "I didn't mean to... to do that," she finished lamely, putting her other hand over Sara's.Sara shook her head, unsteady still, and took a few more deep breaths and most of my soda before saying anything."It wasn't you, exactly," she said, her voice amazingly steady. "It's just... we've been so careful to make sure no one knows, and the thought of anyone finding out is utterly terrifying, and my brain is complete mush today from the teasing, and..." She stopped for a deep breath, let it out slowly. "You don't know what it's like to keep that sort of secret, or how important it is. Please don't hate us. Any of us, because Mike's known for a while now, too. He's the only one we've told."Jen just cocked her head to the side, studying Sara while she thought and picked her words."Can I admit something to you two? Maybe it will make it easier that I figured it out?""Any secrets you have will stay with us," I said, holding her look. "You know this.""I do. I know. It's just... Shit. I feel like I'm being mind-fucked by a cenobite. Gimme a minute. I thought this would be easier, for some reason."Sara and I both nodded and Jen leaned forward, elbows on her knees and her head down, hands tangled in her hair while she drew in a few slow breaths. She took a deep breath and held it before she started to talk."Jason and I fool around with each other, too," she said, a quick expulsion before lifting her attention back to us. "I mean it. We have been for years. I'd say ask our parents, but they... no, I can't talk about that right now. I-" She dropped her attention back down and breathed deeply a few times, shaking her head. "So please don't hate me for knowing, I guess? If you can? Please? I'll understand if you do. I've already fucked up more than I thought I would. I- I need to shut up. I've been wanting to talk with you, but not like this."It was Sara's turn for silence, and she looked at me, but my attention was on Jen. This was a curveball I had not expected, and I'd never known her to react like this to anything."I guess this means you being all tangled up with Aaron after the party was nothing unusual, then," I said, feeling the height of lame, but nothing else at all was coming to mind."I don't know what to say," Sara said quietly."I guess now we really do have to talk about what's on my mind," Jen said, glancing over my shoulder and muttering, pulling her phone out and checking the time. "Fuck me running. We're late.""It happens," I said, not bothering to turn and look at the campus monitor coming up on us. We waited in silence, me turning Sara so I could see her face."You're ok?" I asked as the monitor stopped behind us."Do you three know what time it is?""Late," from Jen. "We know what the time is, Will.""Sara had a panic attack," I explained. "We weren't going to leave her just so we wouldn't be late."Sara helpfully raised a still shaking hand and waved at Will."Is she going to be alright?""I will be, but it was pretty bad. Feeling kind of queasy."I looked up at Will and caught his nod, giving us a hard look."Are you able to get to class or do you need to go to the nurse's?""I don't know. We'll see how it goes once I'm on my feet?"He nodded again and pulled out his tardy pad and a pen."Alright. Jen, I know you're fine, but here's your note. It's up to your teacher if you get marked late." He pulled the sheet off and handed it to her, turning his attention to Sara and me. "Do you need help up?""I won't turn it down," Sara replied, slowly disentangling from me so I could get up. She braced herself against the ground and moved to her knees as I stood, shooting forward to catch her when she tumbled backward."Oh, I forgot about that," she breathed, one hand going to her lower stomach. "That's going to make this difficult."She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on my and Will's hands, pulling herself slowly to her feet and then just standing still for a minute to steady herself. She nodded at Will and carefully let go of his hand, taking a tentative step toward me. She was unsteady but kept her feet."You'll be ok?" Jen placed a hand tentatively on Sara's upper arm, and Sara turned to look at her and nod, reaching up to squeeze her hand."I'll be fine. We'll come over after school's out, ok?"Jen smiled a bit and leaned in to give Sara a hug."Sounds perfect," she said before she turned and headed off."What's the verdict?" Will asked. "Can you handle class or do you need to go to the nurse?""I think I can handle class as long as I don't lose Mike on the way. We're going to the same place, and I can handle the cramps once my nerves settle.""Alright. But if you need to go, let someone know." He wrote out a sheet for us and handed it over, looking at Sara. "You're sure you'll be alright?""I'll be fine. It's just some cramps once my nerves settle."Will nodded and bent to pick up our packs, handing them to me. I swung one across each shoulder while Sara swayed unsteadily next to me, then put an arm around her waist and leaned her against me."Cramps, hm?" I said once we were out of ear shot of Will, amused."Oh, please. Like he was going to let us go if I told him you have me stuffed full of sex toys and I can't walk because I'm cumming every two minutes."I almost choked holding back my laugh, and she giggled and bit my shoulder.Chapter 15"Do you want to leave them in or take them out?"She'd calmed down and was a lot more collected by the time class ended, but with the breakdown during lunch, my plan to give my keys to Kim and have her drive my car home while Sara and I walked had been changed. Walking her around while she was stuffed full would have to wait."I want to keep them in until we get home," she said, checking the parking lot before undoing her pants and pulling them and her panties down. "It's giving me something else to think about than what happened during lunch."The smell of her filled the car, and I reached over and pushed her back against her seat, leaning over to give her a passionate kiss and drop my hand between her legs. She let out a low, guttural purr into my mouth when I started my fingers working hard on her clit, and she raised her hips so she could hold the dildo in. She was so drenched I didn't even need to dip my fingers into her to get them wet. She arched up and clamped her legs on my hand as she tensed, and then she was thrumming and shaking, orgasm ripping through her.She dragged me closer so she could bite my shoulder to muffle her screams while I continued my attack on her clit, pushing her fast into another three orgasms before she grabbed my hand and shoved it away, crying mercy and breathing hard."You didn't let me finish," she panted, her trembling from such rapid orgasms making her lose her grip on my wrist. Some of the strain had left her voice, which was good."You needed that," I said, sucking my fingers clean and settling back in my seat."Totally beside the point." She swallowed hard and went back to catching her breath. "I really, really need to go by home first and change before we go to Jen's. These are so wet it feels like I've peed in them, only more lubricant-y."I laughed. "Lubricant-y?""Yes, lubricant-y." She reached around to the back seat to grab one of the towels I kept handy. "I'm allowed to make up words. That's how language grows, you know, by making shit up." She wiped the towel between her legs and eyed it. "Fuck, this is ridiculous. I don't think I've ever been this wet before. I was so not expecting this.""Get your pants back on so we can get you home without getting arrested for exposure," I said, craning around to see what was behind me before pulling out."So sticky..." she groaned, pulling her pants and panties back up with the towel stuffed down them."Speaking of ridiculous," I laughed, glancing at her lap as she pulled her seat belt on."Hush, mister. You fill your pants with slime and see if you want to keep them on.""I'd rather be in your pants."She smiled and purred, undoing her bra so she could pull it off. She stuffed it in her pack and then spent the drive back to her place squirming in her seat. Her parents weren't home, which was expected, so I followed her in and immediately spun her to face me as I lifted her shirt and jerked it over her head, tossing it to the side. She laughed and spun away, holding her arms out to me and swaying her hips, backing toward the stairs with a hungry look."How rough can you get if you catch me, mister?" she purred, biting her lip and undoing her pants."If I catch you? That's not an if, girl. That's a when."I grinned and advanced on her, pulling my own shirt off, and she squealed and darted - as best she could being stuffed with a dildo and ben wa balls - up the stairs, dashing for her room. I caught her three steps after we hit the top of the stairs, using our momentum to sweep her off her feet, circling my arms around her and carrying us both to the floor to land on top of her. I growled and bit her nipples hard enough to leave marks during the moment I let her catch her breath, and then locked her in a rough, hungry kiss and fought her tongue with mine. She moaned loud in my mouth and arched into my hand so I could maul her breasts more roughly. Her hands went straight to my pants, working clumsily at the button and zipper in her desperation, and I pulled back, both of us shoving our pants off.We were naked in seconds and back to attacking each other's lust again before our clothes had even finished crumpling into a pile, my hand between her legs and fingers working madly on her clit. She arched hard and screamed, cumming almost immediately, her whole body jerking under me, and I shoved her legs apart to climb between them before she'd even begun subsiding. I grabbed myself and rubbed against her gushing opening only enough to get my tip wet, then aimed a half inch lower, pressing against her anus.She drew in a sharp gasp and widened her eyes when I pressed into her ass, her wetness letting me slide in with ease. Even if she hadn't been so slick, I'd have done the same. This wasn't a fuck-me-gently sort of mood. Hard, rough, and straight to it was what we needed to blow out some of the stress from lunch, even if it hurt. Especially if it hurt.She locked her arms and legs around me, driving me fully into the aftershocks of her orgasm. I didn't give her time to gather herself, just started fucking her as hard as I could, and she threw her head back and cried out incoherently with each thrust, growing louder as another orgasm built. The dildo added a lot more firmness and resistance, and I was careening toward my own orgasm as fast as she was hers, both of us bursting at the same time, me burying into her ass while her own climax tried to push the dildo out of her and through me.She mumbled disconnected euphoria while we panted and gathered ourselves, mostly because I was still hard in her ass and slowly fucking her. I spent maybe half a minute doing that before resettling my knees and pulling her arms from around me so I could straighten up and grab her legs to press them against her chest. She immediately dropped a hand to her pussy to finger her clit and grabbed at her breasts with her other when I started pounding her again, hard and fast and driving her just as quickly into another orgasm. I was able to ride through that one, but barely, and I let go of her legs after setting them on my shoulders so I could prop myself on my fists. With better leverage and angle to properly fuck her, I watched her face while I pounded into her, her lock on my attention growing more intent the harder she fought her orgasm, and she slammed her head against the floor and screamed, her whole body jerking and arcing as we came together.I held myself above her on trembling arms, catching my breath and watching her, but I had to drop down to my elbows as my strength left with the adrenaline. Her eyes fluttered and her breath came in unsteady, shuddery gasps, her whole body going limp to compensate for my weight pressing her legs against her chest."Fuck... me..." she croaked, opening her eyes to focus blearily on me."I just did," I said, still breathless, and lowered my head to bite at her throat."Oh my god..." She swallowed hard, her head lolling. "I don't think I can walk for a week now. Today's been so intense my brain's going to fry and you'll have a vegetable for a girlfriend if you don't stop.""You'll recover.""No I won't. Brain melty. The rest of me already has. Brain's not far behind."She reached down to run her fingers over her pussy, coming away so wet a stream of it was left up her belly."Oh my god..." she croaked again, letting her hand flop onto her stomach and her head loll to the side, and she forced it back around to look at me. "You can go to Jen's without me, right? I'm just going to lie here and melt for a few days.""No, I'm pretty sure you walked yourself into being important to the discussion. Kim, too. Are you going to be ok with that?"I straightened slowly and leaned back as she moaned, her legs sliding off my shoulders. I grabbed her hips and she gave me a considering look."I think so. That fuck let out some of my tension, but I'm still worried, especially about Kim. That's going to be hard."I just nodded, since I had nothing to say to that. It would be hard, and likely frantic trying to hold things together enough we could all talk. I reached around and grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs from my waist as I pulled out of her, and she growled in disappointment and annoyance."Oh, I hate that," she whined, one hand covering her pussy and empty ass. "Hate it so much. We need to figure out some way of being able to always have you in me.""We need to shower, love.""Uh uh." She shook her head at me. "I'm a melty brain. Melty. Can't move.""I can solve that."I planted my feet and stood, stepping over her and grabbing her hands in the process. Her eyes widened in surprise and she squealed laughter as I started dragging her down the hall with me toward the bathroom, leaving behind the biggest wet spot we'd ever made.Chapter 16Kim spotted Sara's pensive fidgeting right off when we picked her up from school, and she leaned between the seats to look at her once she was in the car. Sara just stared at her hands, playing with the hem of her shirt."What happened?" Kim asked, reaching around and putting a hand on Sara's. Sara's pursed frown looked like it hurt Kim more than it did me, because I could see her wince even without seeing her face. "What happened, Sara?""Please don't hate me," Sara said, trying to shrink herself.Well. This wasn't going well and we hadn't even gotten anywhere yet. I undid my belt in case I needed to move quickly. I reached over and put a hand on Kim's shoulder, and she turned to give me a brief look before shifting back to Sara."God damn it, Sara. What happened? You're scaring me. You never act like this unless it's something bad.""Jen knows about us," Sara said, barely audible. "Please don't hate me."Kim went still and tensed, and I tightened my grip on her shoulder."Let me go, Mike," she commanded, her voice tight."You're not going to walk away, Kim," I said evenly. I figured this would happen, so I talked fast. "Jen figured it out on her own and has told NO ONE, and she's not going to tell anyone. She knows how hard that kind of secret is, because she's doing the same thing you two are, so she is not going to push it. Jen is the last person who would tell anyone. I've known her all my life and would trust her with mine. She will never, never tell anyone, Kim. Never. I'm not going to let you walk away and break Sara's heart, especially not like this. We've both done that enough, and we need to stop. She needs better from us."Kim remained silent and tense, though she'd started shaking. Whether that was good or bad, I couldn't tell, but at least she hadn't tried shoving me off and stalking away. Yet."She did figure it out on her own, hon," Sara pleaded, still fixated on her hands, though she'd taken Kim's between hers and squeezed. "We were talking during lunch and it... I don't know. It just happened.""How?" Kim snapped, the anger in her words making Sara wince again as she raised her voice and started yelling. "How in the fuck did she figure it out? We haven't done ANYTHING! NOTHING! How the hell did she figure it out? How, god damn it?""Because she knows what she's looking for, Kim," I answered for Sara. "All the things that no one sees unless they're doing it too. That's how she knows, because she pays attention. She even knew me and Sara were fooling around before anyone else but you, and I'd barely seen her for months. And if you don't stop yelling at your sister when she did absolutely nothing wrong and don't start listening, I will kick you out right now. We both need to stop hurting the woman we love."It took another few minutes of tense silence before Kim finally uncoiled and threw herself against the back seat, staring stolidly out the window after buckling her belt. I watched her for a few seconds, but she didn't budge, so I turned and reached a hand across to squeeze one of Sara's, then started driving."Where are we going?" Kim asked when she realized we weren't heading to their place. At least she didn't sound angry anymore, so that was good."We're getting something to eat," I said, "and I assume you want sushi, since that's usually what you ask for, so we're going to Sushi Island. Sound good?""I'm not in the mood for food.""What are you in the mood for, then?"Silence for several seconds and then, "I don't know. I'm not really hungry anymore. Can we just stop somewhere?""Where?" I glanced in the rear view at her and saw she was wiping her eyes. She certainly didn't sound like she was crying, a dramatic change from past experience with similar blowups. I wasn't sure if I should be worried about that or not."I don't care. Just... somewhere."I figured that meant somewhere empty, so I parked on the outskirts of the mall parking lot where I could find the most shade. Kim was staring blankly out the window again, not moving, so I climbed out of the car and walked around to open her door. I held my hand out to her and she just stared at it and shook her head, cast her glance at the back of Sara's seat. I nodded and opened Sara's door, and she looked up at me as I proffered my hand to her. She took it and climbed out, and I nodded toward Kim, moving so she could kneel in front of her."I'm sorry, sis," Kim said meekly, downcast. "Mike is right. I didn't realize I was hurting you, and I'm sorry. You deserve better than me.""Please look at me?" Sara said, plaintive, and Kim shifted her eyes. Sara reached up and cupped her face between her hands. "I'm not letting you go, sis. Not ever. We deserve each other now as much as ever. I'm always going to love you, even if we hurt each other sometimes. We've kept together through worse than this, and I know you don't know Jen or trust her, but I have been getting to know her, and Mike's known her his whole life and trusts her completely. This isn't as bad as it seems. Please believe me."She was quiet for a few seconds before going on, trailing her hands down to grasp Kim's."You said the other day that you admire Cindy because she doesn't let anything get her so down she doesn't want to go on. Maybe that's something we can learn, too, how to go on loving even when it hurts. If we can keep talking and understanding each other, we're always going to be ok and we're always going to love each other, ok? Please trust me. Us. I'm just as terrified as you are, hon. I'm scared I'm going to lose you because of how much I've screwed up with you since I got together with Mike, and I don't think I could handle that."Kim screwed her face up and wiped her eyes again, used her shirt instead."I don't want to lose you, either, sis. Can you forgive me? Maybe forget I got angry with you and Mike and keep yelling at you?""I always will, as long as we can talk with each other and work things out. And we are going to have to talk a lot more than this. This is just as important as letting Mike in, and if we can do that, we can do this."Kim nodded and Sara into the car with her, wrapping her arms around her and giving her a tight, painful looking hug, burying her face against her shoulder."I'm so sorry, Sara. I love you so much. So, so much.""I know," Sara squeaked, "and I love you just as much, but you are crushing the air out of me."Kim let out a small 'eep' and let her go, and Sara coughed and took a deep breath before pulling Kim into another hug."I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to push you away. Mike's done a number on my breathlessness today already. I can't handle anymore right now.""What about later tonight?" Kim asked, perking up a bit."Uh..." Sara stalled, going a bright red. "That will depend on if I get in trouble for the wet spot in the hall."Kim blinked and looked past Sara at me."What the hell did you do if she left a spot that bad!?""I made her melt," I laughed, raising my hands in surrender. "That dildo slash ben wa ball combination we talked about? Yeah. Turns out it gets her really, really wet and so horny her brain turns to mush.""Oh my god!" Kim frowned at both of us, a mock glare. "I told you to wait until I was home with you guys! I wanted to see her brain explode from overload so bad!""I'll let you take her next time, then, and then you can experience it firsthand.""I vote for a threesome with me in the middle," Sara said, raising her hand."Ooh!" Kim bounced with glee and clapped enthusiastically. "Even better! I can get behind that one.""I'd rather have you in front and Mike from behind," Sara grinned, licking her lips."Hey! I... Oh! I get it."We both laughed and Kim stuck her tongue out at us.Chapter 17We ended up deciding we were hungry after all and grabbed food on the way to Jen's. The situation had been patched enough with us three that things weren't likely to fall apart, but it still didn't seem like a good idea to put off talking with Jen. Kim was understandably apprehensive, considering past experience."I had a hard time deciding if I should greet you in lingerie or not," Jen said, preceding us into the living room much more sedately than I was used to from her. "And I'm only half kidding. Reason got the better of me when I realized that would be both awkward and ill-advised.""Just a little bit," I said, holding one hand up with my fingertips barely touching. "I'm glad you didn't. I'm sure there's going to be enough awkwardness as it is, like saying you were thinking about doing that, for starters.""How did you figure out me and Sara are in a relationship with each other?" Kim asked, sounding both pensive and angry."Or we could just jump right in, too." Jen cocked her head to the side and studied Kim, then dropped unceremoniously to the floor and leaned against the recliner. "Can we eat first and then talk? I don't want us getting all angry because our blood sugar's low.""I'm not mad that much," Kim said, clutching her arms across her chest and settling herself as far as she could from Jen, sandwiched between Sara and me on the couch."Believe me, I understand why you would be." She leaned forward and grabbed her salad when I slid it over to her, fighting with the overly adhesive label. "Since we're being honest, this isn't something I wanted to have a conversation about like this. I have my own issues all tied up in this that I don't want to put out there, which is why I've been wanting to talk just with Mike before coming out to Sara and you, so I could get my personal stuff off my chest first."She raised one hand and threw up the metal horns as she cried, "Victory!" when she finally got her salad open. She stabbed her fork into it and took a bite before continuing, looking at Sara."If you hadn't made that comment during lunch, I wouldn't have broached it with you at all, but the way you reacted made me certain I was reading you right." She looked at Kim. "I know you probably won't believe me, but I feel like crap about this. I never wanted to hurt either of you. When Sara had her panic attack, I had no idea what to do. It was like I wasn't even myself, just kind of watching a derailing train and feeling all, 'Oh my god... I have fucked up so bad.'"Sara shook her head as Kim said, "I don't know you well enough to believe you.""We worked it out enough that we're here without much issue," I said, looking at Kim. "Though I'm pretty sure I pissed Kim off when I talked her down."Her look darkened and she gave me a frown."I don't want you doing that again," she said, curt. "Not like that.""I won't promise anything." I reached over and turned her back toward me. "If you had walked away from that, though, the three of us would have been done. It wouldn't have happened right away, but I know it would have happened. None of us want that.""You don't understand, Mike. Not even a tiny bit. Don't lecture me about it when you have no fucking idea what you're talking about.""She's right, Mikey," Jen said, leaning back against the recliner and sighing, gathering her skirt and draping it between her legs. "You don't know what it's like hiding that kind of secret. You're probably right about what would happen to your relationships with each other, but you don't understand hiding something like incest. That's why I wanted to be circumspect. I didn't want something like this to happen."I nodded and said nothing. No point arguing."So..." from Sara, who'd been silent since we'd picked up food, which usually meant she was doing a lot of thinking. "Why are we here? We know you and Jason sleep together. You know Kim and I sleep together. We're out to each other, so what else is there?"Jen cocked her head to the side and lowered her forkful of salad, looking at Sara."I want to try and smooth things over," she said, shifting her gaze to include Kim. "With both of you. I don't want me being an idiot coming between us. I'm sorry I've hurt you, and I want to make up for it, if you'll let me, make amends if I can. That and I kinda still haven't told Jason yet that I've told you about me and him, so he's, uh, going to be in for a surprise?" She frowned and cringed at herself. "I don't think he'll care that Mike knows, but I don't know how he's going to react to you two knowing.""Couldn't be worse than me and Sara did," Kim said, staring hard at her fries as she wiggled them and watched them flop around. "I get loud when I'm mad and upset.""And violent," I added, remembering past outbursts with me."Yes, but you've deserved it when I get mad like that with you. You hurt Sara, and I told you not to. I'll do everything I can to protect her.""I've never said you were wrong."Kim turned and blinked at me, giving me a long look I couldn't read before turning away and dropping her fries into the trash bag.Chapter 18"Can I ask what happened?" Jen asked, snapping the lid back onto her now empty salad. "Or would that be prying too much? I'm just curious.""I think that would be prying too much right now," Sara said, staring at the last few bites of her burger before sighing and passing it to me. "This probably is something that should have been approached gradually, and maybe if I hadn't been stupid..."She shook her head and pulled her knees up to press her face against them, not moving when Kim put her arms around her, leaning her into her and holding her."You're the one who's always telling me I'm not stupid, so does this make it my turn to tell you?" she asked, her face hidden in Sara's hair."You're cheating."I couldn't see her face, but I could tell that got at least some smile out of her."If little sis isn't stupid, the super duper smart big sis isn't stupid, either. Don't call yourself that anymore, ok? Please? I love you."Sara lifted her head, a small smile on her lips, and she brushed her hair back and out of her face while pulling Kim closer."Only if I get you to myself later. I hope that's not asking too much right now."She gave Kim a hesitant kiss, testing how far off things still were, and Kim likewise hesitated, pulling away slightly but not enough to avoid the kiss entirely. There was a long pause between them before Kim moved in for a full kiss, and then Sara broke, snaking her arms around her sister's shoulders and clinging to her, giving her probably half a dozen happy, relieved kisses before burying her face against her shoulder. She shook as she cried."I don't want to lose you," she said through her tears. "Not ever. I was so afraid I had. Please don't leave me. I feel so stupid for what happened, after being so good for so long, but it just came out, and I don't know why.""Sara," Kim prodded gently, but Sara kept babbling. "Sara. Hush. Please. I love you more than anything and I'm not leaving you. Please, Sara. What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do? I'm not good at this! I don't know!"She turned her head as best she could and gave me a pleading look. I blew a kiss at her.She nodded and turned back to Sara, brushing her hair back before grabbing hold of it at the back of her neck and pulling her head back. Sara stopped, surprised, when she was jerked back, and Kim planted her mouth firmly on her lips. Sara took a few seconds to shift gears and respond, but she did so with hungry enthusiasm once she did, and she dragged Kim on top of her as she leaned back onto the rest of the couch."I didn't-" Jen started abruptly before biting her tongue and just burying her face in her hands and sighing. "For fuck's sake. I've had more lesbo action in my living room the last few months than most people experience in their entire lives," she said to me through her hands. "I'm blaming you for this travesty, Mikey. You brought all these women here.""I seem to recall you were the one who initiated your masturbation show with us," I replied evenly, watching Sara and Kim relax into each other as they slowed down."Still your fault.""Hey, at least we're not in a shitty internet erotica," I laughed, turning my attention to Jen. "You'd be a lesbian, too. Or at least bi.""Feels more like I'm the token straight girl right now. Fucking hell. This is absurd.""I'd ask what's absurd, but clearly you've started without me again," Jason said from the living room entry, making us jump and startling Kim so badly she practically flew off Sara and almost fell off the couch. He shook a finger at Jen. "This is a bad habit to get into, woman.""Jesus, Jas," Jen blurted, climbing to her feet and walking over to him while I hauled Kim into my arms, more to keep her in place than because she wanted the contact. "When the hell'd you get home?""Just now, I'm pretty sure." He gave me a nod, cast a mildly concerned look on Sara and Kim - both of whom wore faces of guilty nervousness - and then turned his attention back to Jen. "I do hope you were planning to invite me to the party, woman.""Um, actually..." She went up on tiptoe, since he was a good half foot taller, and put her arms around his neck, tiptoeing backward and pulling him with her. "We, uh, kinda need you in this conversation."He grabbed her hips and held her in place, raising his eyebrows at her."What's up, woman? You're gettin' weird on me here.""I'm nervous. I wasn't expecting to have this conversation like this and I don't want you getting mad at me.""What conversation? And get your arms down. You're heavy."He pushed her back a step when she lowered her arms, and she slipped them around his chest instead. He rolled his eyes and looked at me, shaking his head and circling a finger beside his ear. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back so she was looking up at him."What's this about, woman? You're not yourself, and I don't smell alcohol.""I told them about us," she said simply, holding her breath.He raised his brows even more at her, holding his position as much as she was holding hers."Really?" he said after a few seconds, tone clipped and more a statement than a question, and he looked my way for confirmation. I just nodded and he turned his attention back to Jen. "And what in all the hells possessed you to do that?""This isn't how I wanted to have this conversation, believe me. You know I'd picked up on little things between Sara and Kim at the party that had me wondering, and I was hoping I'd be able to talk just with Mikey first.""I'd have preferred that, too, but that obviously didn't happen. What did?""Sara made a comment during lunch this afternoon and had a panic attack. The way she reacted had me pretty sure I was right, so I asked if her and Kim are involved. I had to do something to reassure her I wasn't going to tell anyone."He gave her an unhappy stare, reaching his free hand around to take hold of her hands, keeping his other gripped in her hair."So you told her about us. It wasn't enough that we trust Mike and they trust him?""That wouldn't have helped her panic attack. She needed something from me personally, not something based on a friendship we only just started. She knows Mike, but she doesn't know me well enough to trust me like that."She was silent, and she waited for him to work through the ramifications of the situation, holding as still as he was. After a few minutes, he pulled her hands down and away and spun her around, giving her ass a hard smack. She let out a surprised yelp and covered her ass with her hands, turning to look at him with round eyes and gaping mouth."I put my stone firmly in the unhappy corner," he said, moving past her and claiming the recliner. She settled on the floor in front of him, looking up at him and sitting cross-legged."Are we ok?" she asked, fidgeting with her fingers in her lap."We have some serious talking to do later, and I expect you know why."She pursed her lips and nodded, then draped over one of his legs. He leaned on one arm of the recliner, chin in hand.Chapter 19"I must admit, of everyone who could find out about me and Jen, you three are the ones I'm least worried about," Jason said after some minutes of silence, Jen wrapped around one of his legs. He studied Sara and Kim, who were leaning against each other now, practically clinging. "You two are holding up alright? This can't be easy for you."Sara and Kim looked at each other, Kim shaking her head and Sara impassive."We're still really stressed about it," Sara said, crossing one arm under her breasts. "We were caught a few times when we were little, but only by our mom, and she seems ok with it, but we've learned from that to be really careful about making sure people don't know.""That's what got me kicked out," Jen said, a pinched look on her face. "Mom caught Jas and me making out after we'd had a little too much to drink together. That wasn't a happy blow up.""What she actually means is they disowned us," Jason said, grimacing. "It was hard on both of us, and we almost didn't come out of it talking with each other. What saved us, me and Jen, and I mean this in the family sense as much as any other, is Jen didn't have anywhere to go. You can't live with someone without talking with them.""Why didn't you tell me about this when it happened?" I asked, throwing a crumpled wrapper at Jen. "I would have convinced my parents to let you move in if you needed somewhere, to hell if my mom's still hung up about what we did six years ago."Jen frowned and throw the wrapper back at me."It's been too hard to talk about, Mikey. I lost my family and-""So I'm not family?" Too sharp, too harsh, but that was a barb that hit unexpectedly deep, and I had to punch back a surge of unreasonable, undeserved anger."No! That isn't what I meant! Fuck, Mikey, you and Jas are all I have now, but it's been so damn hard and I haven't been able to figure out how to talk with you. It's like... like... There aren't any words, Mikey. None. I'm sorry I never told you, and it's one of the things I've fucked up, and I wish so hard I could go back and change it, but please understand. Can you give me time? That's all I'm going to ask for. You know the rest will come. It always does."I slid off the couch and stumped across the floor on my knees, stopping in front of Jen and hauling her up to give her a tight hug. She returned it even tighter, breathing against my shoulder while we held each other."True family won't turn their back on you, you know," I said, quiet against her ear. I didn't notice I was crying until I felt water slide down my nose."I know you won't," she said, pulling back. She laughed a bit and raised a hand to wipe at my eyes. "Tears for me? I'm touched. And glad. Thank you." She hugged me again before shoving me backward. "Go back to your lovers. They need you, too. I'll be ok."I nodded and gave her hand a squeeze before turning back to Sara and Kim. Kim looked lost, adrift and pensive, and Sara was looking at me, full of questions alongside everything else that had happened. Sara pulled me down beside her so she was between Kim and me, then wrapped her arms around Kim and I wrapped mine around her."Does anyone else want to reveal any more ways I've fucked up?" Jen asked, hugging her knees. "Yes? No? Now's the time to do it.""How'd you do it?" Sara asked instead, laying her head against Kim's. "Work things out, I mean. I can't imagine having to go through something like that. Our mom's ok with what we do, and we're not sure if our dad knows, but mom would win any fight about it, I think, so we probably don't have to worry we'd get disowned or anything.""It's something we're still working on," Jason said, and Jen continued."There's a lot of guilt about it for us because of what happened with mom and dad. It broke our family apart pretty damn bad. Your mom might be understanding, but don't assume that's enough. Mikey knows how hippy and free love our parents are, and that didn't save us when they found out about me and Jas. We try to go back to being just brother and sister, and it works for a while, but then we start feeling like we're neglecting each other and it goes from there.""We're in one of our on-again phases, which is actually because of you two." Jason pointed at Sara and me. "Everything that happened at the party is rippling, all butterfly in a hurricane like. The threesome with you, and then Jen and me waking up wrapped together was what did it. She sent Kit home a lot earlier than usual and we spent time talking.""But why do it if you feel guilty and it got you disowned?" Kim asked, shifting to a more comfortable position against Sara."Why do you and Sara do it?" Jason shrugged. "There's a lot of reasons, but it all comes back to loving each other too much to let go, doesn't it? And we're more comfortable with each other than we are with anyone else. We're the safe place we can come back to when we need it.""I don't know if any of this is even helpful for you two, to be honest," Jen said, brushing her hair back out of her face. "Everything that's happened today has been a huge mind fuck for me, and I'm having a hard time keeping myself together right now.""Like you're the only one," Kim snapped. "I'm trying really, really hard not to leave right now. Sara's the only reason I'm staying. I don't want to leave her."Jen nodded and swiveled to face us fully, her back to Jason."What would make this easier for you? I don't want us not being friends, or at least not friendly. I know I can be a bitch, but I try really hard to not be a cunt."Kim frowned and gave Jen a dark look."You can't give me what I want right now.""I can't change today. I'm sorry. I would have done it already if I had that power.""I don't know that you'd be a wise choice for such power," Jason said, tilting her head backward until she was looking at him upside down. "You'd be a super villain rather than a super hero.""Shut up, wench," she said, smacking one of his hands and pulling her head free of his grip. "We're having a serious discussion here. No geekery allowed.""We're already in a shitty internet erotica," I said. "Adding super powers wouldn't make it any worse."Jason stared at me for a few seconds before saying, "I always miss the damn in jokes.""Only by a second or two. You walked in right after.""Can we go?" Kim asked, lifting her head from Sara to look at me, her tone brooking no answer but yes. "I want time alone with Sara and you. Talking like this isn't..." She mimed her head exploding with one hand. "I can't. It's fucking with my head. I just want you two right now."I nodded and laid a hand on Sara's shoulder, squeezing gently."What about you, love?" She just shrugged and lifted one of her hands to mine."I'm ok doing my thinking here or at home," she said, squeezing my hand. "But I don't want Kim uncomfortable, so if we're ok to go?" She lifted her head and looked at Jen and Jason."Can I have Mikey at some point tomorrow?" Jen pled in return, cocking her head to the side. "I still have stuff I want to talk with him about.""Can't you talk with Jason?" Kim demanded, a bit too sharp. To her credit, Jen managed to ignore the tone."I have, but I need to talk with Mikey, too.""Can it wait a few days?" I asked, moving my hand from Sara's shoulder to Kim's.Jen resumed hugging her knees, going quiet and thinking."Yeah, it can wait," she said after a minute. "I'm sorry. I know you're not going to go anywhere. I'm just a lot of nerves right now. I'm not trying to make things harder for you three. I feel like this was an all-around cluster fuck.""Can't change it now," Sara said before Kim could get anything out. "We just have to move forward and get things worked out in our own ways. Kim does that better in private." She turned to look at Jen. "Me or Mike will get in touch when we have stuff settled with the three of us? Is that ok?""Take as long as you need to, girl," Jason said. "We're not going anywhere unless we get abducted by aliens from some weird borg cube piloted by Jesus.""You are such a fucking geek." Jen sighed and rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "That's fine, Sar. I'll give you three your space at school and do my thing with Kit, if he's around.""Ok," Kim said, clambering to her feet and tugging on Sara's hands to try and get her up. "We're done here. Let's go.""I'm coming, already!" Sara cried, letting Kim drag her to her feet, stopping for a second to give me a kiss before Kim hauled her off. "Meet you at the car, love."Jen stood and came up to me, wrapping her arms around me and hugging tight, and I returned it, holding her as she let go and looked up at me."I'm so sorry, Mikey," she said, sighing. "That was a lot more stressful than I ever wanted it to be. I can't tell if it helped or just made things worse.""That makes two of us." I pursed my lips and shook my head. "We'll get this all worked out, but expect some weirdness for a little while. I'll leave you a note in the morning so you know how the night went.""Ok. I'm going to be worrying all night that I fucked things up for you. Is it weird I'm less worried I might lose you because of all this than things with them will fall apart? I feel like I've done nothing but hurt everyone lately.""I don't know." I sighed. "Not as much as it might seem, I hope." I nodded toward the front door. "They're coming to terms with it already, I think, so it's just a matter of details. Sara's good at talking sense with Kim. I just don't know how long it will take.""Take as long as you need. I mean it. We've gone months without talking and been fine, and I don't want you fucking up your relationship with them for my sake. If there's anything I can do for them that would make it easier, have them let me know. Or you can pass it along. I mean that, too. I don't want them hating me, even though I probably deserve it after this.""I don't plan on jeopardizing anything. And I'll pass that along. I'll see you in a few days, if I can."She nodded and we hugged again. Sara and Kim were holding each other in a hug when I stepped out, both of them quiet. They didn't move, so I joined them, wrapping my arms around them and kissing their cheeks."Home or my place?" I asked, looking back and forth between them."Up to you, hon," Sara said, placing her forehead against Kim's. "Where do you feel more comfortable?""Home in bed with you is my safe place," she said, unusually subdued. "And Mr. Man can join us if he wants to.""I appreciate the hospitality," I said, running a finger along her cheek."You belong with us, Mr. Man. I won't turn you out, even if I do get mad with you sometimes." She stepped out of the hug and grabbed our hands, tugging on them. "Now let's go. Please. I need to be home and safe with you two." |
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student.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/student.txt | -= Chapter 1 =-It was Robyn Berry's first day at Mountain View High School. Her father's company had transferred her family to Denver, Colorado, during the summer and Robyn hadn't yet had a chance to meet any of the other juniors in her class.She felt a little nervous walking around campus, not knowing anyone; being a stranger was an unpleasant change from her old school where she'd be the popular one.That first day dragged on until the final bell rang, when all the kids hit the doors in a torrent of noise, running and yelling as they left the school day behind them. Robyn had been a little surprised at the casual attitudes and unruly behavior that she'd come across during that first day at her new school.Having spent the first two years of high school at St. Mary's Catholic School in Freeport, New York, she was used to much closer supervision during school hours. She'd seen boys kissing girls in the halls, and several couples had been embarrassingly intimate with each other right there in front of everybody.Robyn wasn't sure if she was going to fit in; so many things here made her feel uncomfortable and out of place.As she walked toward the parking lot, thinking these thoughts, she was startled by a loud noise behind her. She spun around, her heart pounding, and saw two boys running toward her as if wild dogs were after them.One boy grabbed her arm and, breathing heavily, whispered urgently, "Pretend we've been walking together!"He pulled off his jacket and shoved it under her arm. Then, without another word, and firmly holding on to her arm, he started to leave the campus grounds.Meanwhile the boy with him had done the same thing with another girl, just a few feet away from her.Suddenly a school security guard came running around the corner of the building, yelling, "Anyone see two boys running past here?" He looked directly at Robyn and the boy with her, then at the other boy and girl.Robyn's companion said, "Yeah, two guys jumped the fence over there just before you came round the corner; they were really going fast." He pointed to the wrought iron fence about 100 feet away. Then he hugged Robyn to him making it appear that they were a couple and asked, "What did you want them for?" But the only guard mumbled something about vandalism, and stalked off.Robyn had been in a mild state of shock the whole time, standing there with her knees trembling, not knowing what to do or say. She knew that if the man had asked her any questions, she wouldn't have been able to utter a word. When he had gone back into the school, however, she started to get mad.How dare this boy use her like that! How dare he! She shook herself free from his grip and turned to face him. "You're one of those vandals he was talking about, aren't you?"As she spoke, she noticed for the first time what he looked like; she had been too frightened before. He was several inches taller than she was - probably 5'7" or 8" - and really quite handsome. He had black hair, in a kind of Elvis-Presley-unkempt style, and very dark brown eyes. She also noticed his lips, liking the way they curled at the edges.But his looks didn't change a thing, as far as involving her in his little prank were concerned. "Do you always go around grabbing strange girls, and involving them in your problems?" she said sternly. She shot him a withering stare. "Not very manly to hide behind a woman, is it?"He just stood there, quietly looking at her. All at once his eyes lit up and his face broke into an attractive smile. He held his hand out as if to shake hands and said, "Pardon me, beautiful. If I'd realized it was you, I'd have done anything to keep you out of it, honest."I'm Max, and that scruffy-looking dude over there is Jerry. We got into a little trouble back there, but it wasn't our fault, honest. I get in trouble all the time because I say it like it is, and the football team doesn't like me for it."Feeling somewhat less miffed now, Robyn asked, "What do you mean, 'telling it like it is'?"The other boy and girl had come over to them by now and stood waiting for Max to answer. He said, "You can call me a smart-ass, I guess. I'm always pointing out the obvious, like what a bunch of losers the football players at this school are. For some reason they seem to take offense at that." He flashed that smile again.Now he introduced Jerry's girlfriend, whose name was Kelly, and invited Robyn to the Phoenix, a cafe where, apparently, all the kids hung out after school.Robyn, though, had had as many new experiences as she could take for one day, and excused herself. But Max refused to let her walk home alone, so eventually she let him walk by her side all the way to her house. ***That evening at dinner Robyn got the third degree. Her parents were conscientious about their only child and wanted to make sure she was both safe and happy. In short, they wanted to know everything that went on in her young life."Robyn, how were things at school today?" her father asked, serving himself a portion of casserole.Robyn didn't want to complain about the school and couldn't tell her parents about how she really felt, because she really didn't want to be sent to another Catholic School. She'd insisted on being allowed to attend a public school and if now she made the smallest complaint, or admitted how confused she was feeling, they'd probably transfer her to a private school so fast she wouldn't know what had happened.So she smiled at her father. "Things were fine today, dad. I figured out how things work and I feel pretty good about the place."Her mother just looked at her searchingly without saying a word.Her father replied, "Well, you know, if things don't work out, you can always enroll at St. Bartholomew's. I hear their academic record is unparalleled in both mathematics and English literature, and you know how much you like those subjects.""Yes, daddy, but things are working out just fine at Mountain View." She hoped she sounded confident.After dinner, Robyn helped her mother clear the table.As they were loading the dishwasher her mother said, "Robyn, you know that we love you and that we're proud of you. You've always been such a good girl and you're so smart. We trust you to make the right decisions." Having spoken her mind, she wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and turned to leave.Robyn wasn't sure what her mother was trying to tell her, so she asked what she had meant by 'trusting her to make the right decisions'.Her mother looked a little embarrassed and said, with a slight nervous stutter, "Baby, it's just that you've always lived in a protected environment and now that you're in a public school, in a strange city... well, I guess I worry about you." She sighed, and then concluded by saying, "I just hope you don't get hurt by anyone and that you meet nice people, that's all."Robyn looked at the worry-lines etched on her mother's pretty face, and hugged her, reassuring her that she could take care of herself. ***That night she couldn't sleep. She was nervous about school, and about Max, and Jerry, and Kelly, and the events of the day. Deep down inside she felt scared; so many things were different here. But she also felt excited.She had really liked Max; he was so smooth (a term she and her girlfriends had always used for boys that looked dreamy). Fantasies involving a silver-clad knight on a white horse began their familiar swirl through her thoughts.As she thought about Max, and what he'd be like as a boyfriend, Robyn began to brush her nipples with her fingers, soon making them erect. That fantasy was her favorite and Max fit the bill perfectly.Although she would never consider sleeping with him, Robyn did have a healthy teenager's sex drive. A mental image of the handsome boy making love to her was all it took to make her lower one hand to work between her silken thighs.A slow massage of her breasts and down-covered nest soon brought her a sweet comfortable orgasm. It was always the same; a 'dreamy boy' could always make her cum, at least they could in her imagination. Of course, she'd never do anything like that in real life; at any rate not until she was married and then, she knew, she'd want to do it every night.She concentrated on that thought, which made her excited again and soon afterwards she experienced another, longer, more intense orgasm.Eventually Robyn drifted off to sleep. Her last conscious thought was, 'let tomorrow take care of itself', and she had a fleeting image of her fantasy Max, naked and standing before her. ***Her mother called out, "Robyn! You'd better get the lead out. You'll be late if you don't leave right now!"Robyn wasn't quite ready to leave. She'd gotten up on time and eaten a fast breakfast, but she wasn't satisfied with her clothes. She had changed for the third time and she was still unhappy about how she looked. But time was running out and she had to leave for another stressful day at Mountain View High.Going through the front door, she was stopped in her tracks by the sight of Max, standing almost exactly where she'd left him the night before.It briefly occurred to her that he'd been standing there all night, but of course that was absurd."Hi beautiful! Sleep well?" Max smiled hugely.Robyn looked into his eyes, trying to tell if he meant anything by that statement. Why would he mention her sleeping unless he'd "seen" her? No way! she thought uncomfortably.She covered up her slight confusion by giving him her most brilliant smile. "Yes, Max, as always. Thanks for asking."They walked to school together, Robyn trying to get information about the town and school, and Max trying to find out more about her. It was just a ten-minute walk, so neither got much of what they were after.Robyn found out that the school revolved around football, and that the players were regarded as some kind of god-like beings who could do no wrong. She was told she'd probably like Mr. Stephens, their homeroom teacher, but probably not the principal, Mrs. Lucas.Max found out very little, but he looked at her a lot. Robyn was 5'5", maybe 105 lbs - and beautiful. Max thought that the nickname he'd given her - "Beautiful" - really suited her. He knew that her hair was really blonde (no way could she fake those highlights); she had a supple body and a graceful way about her. She was different from the other girls he'd known in town."Max! Are you listening to me?"He started. He'd been walking beside this girl, drinking in her looks, but not listening to a word she was saying."Sorry. I guess I've got a lot on my mind. What were you saying?""Typical man! Why don't guys ever listen?" But she was smiling and not at all put out.Max silently answered her question with the thought, 'Hard to hear you through those good looks, baby.' ***School was going great. Robyn soon found that she would have no trouble with her studies. She was enjoying the challenge and even thought she might come out at the top of the junior class if she applied herself.Things had developed with Max and his friends too, and Robyn was now part of the tapestry of daily life at Mountain View High.After school she invariably ended up at the Phoenix and hung out for a couple of hours, but she always excused herself in plenty of time to get her homework done. Her social life and academic life were going great and her parents were happy for her.The only cloud on her horizon was the rivalry between Max's faction, on the one hand, and Taylor Carry, the captain of the football team, and the football groupies', as Max called them, on the other.There was constant conflict and real animosity, between these two groups of students. Robyn tried to stay friends with everyone, but one day some of the boys on the football team cornered Max and Jerry by themselves and beat them up.Robyn was mad that they could get away with something like that and went to the principal, Mrs. Lucas, to complain. She was told in no uncertain terms that it was all Max's fault, and to mind her own business.After that there was no love lost between Robyn and the football team captain. She knew that it was Taylor who had personally beaten up Max. Max made things worse by saying it didn't matter; that things like that happened in life.This was the event that made Robyn change her direction in life. ***Max looked like he was in a lot of pain as Robyn helped him home that afternoon, leaning on her shoulder as he limped up to his front door.They entered the quiet house together and he yelled for his mother but got no reply."Damn! I forgot. She's at Aunt Lori's today. Thanks, beautiful. I'll take it from here," he said."There's no way I'm leaving you until you're tucked up in bed. I know you, Max. You'll sit around watching TV and eating potato chips all afternoon." She wouldn't listen to any arguments and led the way up the carpeted stairway. "You get out of those dirty clothes and into a robe and I'll get a hot bath going for you."Max gave a long look at his very determined, very attractive girlfriend. Then he shrugged and limped into his bedroom to do what he'd been told.Robyn didn't quite know how to look after Max, but her heart went out to him. She thought it might be her maternal instinct taking over, but she also felt kind of aroused by his obvious vulnerability. Seeing a Max who wasn't in complete control of the situation made her feel loving, and close to him.She was testing the water running into the big bathtub when Max stepped up behind her. "Hey, beautiful, I really appreciate this."Robyn turned round and was rewarded with a kiss and a brief hug.In a rather husky voice she said, "You'd better get in while the water's hot."Max was about to step into the tub, when Robyn pulled his robe down and away from his body, letting it drop to the floor. She couldn't stop herself. She knew that what she was doing was wrong, but it seemed so right at that moment. She had to see for herself what damage had been done to his body. She also wanted to see if he measured up to her fantasy of him.Max was startled as he felt his robe being pulled away. He'd expected Robyn to go and wait in the bedroom for him, or maybe in the hall outside, so they could talk. Her behavior seemed totally out of character.Robyn looked into his eyes, then at the bruises on his neck and shoulders. Max felt something like an electric current run through his body when her gaze fell on his penis and he felt it stirring into life.He quickly stepped into the big Jacuzzi-style tub and sat down in the hot, muscle-relaxing water. He stretched out full length, expelling an "Ahhhh," as he settled in. All his muscles soon relaxed - bar one.Robyn still couldn't seem to help herself. Her eyes, as if by their own will, began to roam up and down Max's naked 'water magnified' body. She was amazed to find that he looked even better than she'd imagined. A boy's body could be beautiful to look at - muscley and brown, and so... different from a girl's.The bruises were awkward intrusions into Robyn's fantasy, but they weren't that bad. She felt her face glowing hot with embarrassment when she realized that she'd been mostly staring at Max's erection and that he had been watching her as she looked at it. Her blood rushed through her veins at the sight of his swollen penis, magnified by the water.She hadn't known quite what to expect, but to see him with an erection in front of her like that was beyond anything in her fantasies. He was beautiful. IT was beautiful!Unable to speak, she knelt down beside the tub and continued to look at him, mesmerized by the sight of his naked body in the hot clear water.Max, not knowing what else to do, began washing his shoulders in an awkward, self-conscious way.Robyn realized that her staring made Max feel uncomfortable. Without a word she took the washcloth from his bruised hand and said, "I might as well be of some use. Lean forward, handsome and I'll wash your back."Max painfully leaned forward and Robyn began gently washing his back. She dipped the cloth into the tub and ran the hot water over him, then swirled the cloth all over his shoulders and back.Soon the cloth was dropped into the water and it was just her hands rubbing his back. 'Bare skin soapy skin on bare soapy skin,' she thought to herself as she rubbed away.When she'd finished with his back, Max lay back in the tub and relaxed. They talked now about small things they'd both experienced, the kind of things couples share. Robyn knelt at the side of the tub washing his shoulders and chest, and Max luxuriated in the sensation of her hands on his skin and her eyes on his body. He'd never experienced anything quite like this before. He was surprised that it was such an intense feeling just to know that his beautiful girlfriend was looking at him.He kept his eyes closed because he didn't think he could take the sight of her staring at him for too long. Then suddenly...Max jumped when Robyn slid her hand down his chest, to his crotch."Wow! How about warning a guy!" Then, "Hmmmmm, that's nice, Robyn. Oh..."She had run her hand down to Max's hard-on on an impulse. She'd been looking at it through the water, but the soap had begun to obscure it from view and the thought of what it would feel like to hold had become overpowering.To her surprise it felt soft and silky. Robyn had never thought about what a boy's penis would feel like, but soft and silky wasn't what she would have expected. She cupped his testicles and gave them a light squeeze; she knew that boys were terribly sensitive there, so she was careful.Then she ran her fingers up the shaft and closed them around the swollen head. "Mmmmm, Max, you feel heavenly," she said as she grasped his shaft again, this time a little harder and began to jack him. She knew about male masturbation, but only from books and she hoped she was doing it right.Max lay like a live wire in the water. He didn't know where this would lead - he'd been totally surprised by Robyn's actions so far - but when she started to masturbate him, he was happy to just lie there with his eyes closed and let the electric sensations flow through his body.As Robyn brought him closer to orgasm, Max considered the possibility that they might have sex. He had considered their relationship to be a platonic one, because of the modest way she always behaved, but new possibilities now crowded into his mind. He felt so good; he was cumming..."Unggh... Ahhhhhhhhh, Robyn! Oh god Robyn... OH GOD! YES!"She watched her fantasy sweetheart squirming in the water as she masturbated him. She couldn't believe how hot it made her to pleasure him with her hand like this. Her gaze became riveted even more firmly to his swollen penis as white jets of sperm began to shoot from its pinkish-purple cock-helmet (she giggled to herself at the description that had popped into her head).The sight of him cumming was tremendously erotic. His body had been so tense that he'd raised him hips out of the water so that the first big spurt shot up and hit his chest; then smaller ones splattered onto his stomach. Then he relaxed his body and sank back into the water, making strings of his sperm at first float in the water and then begin to sink down around him. Robyn noticed that a glob of Max's sperm had coated her fingers and without thinking about what she was doing, she brought her fingers to her lips (all the while looking into her boyfriend's eyes) and tentatively licked them.Robyn thought it might taste funny, but was determined, in any case, not to make a face in front of Max. But in fact, it tasted okay; in her aroused state, it actually tasted quite sexy.There was a moment of silence as they stared into each other's eyes, realizing what had just taken place between them. Then Max reached out for Robyn. "Why don't you come in the tub with me? There's plenty of room.""I've got all my clothes on, silly. Besides, you're covered with bruises and need to rest."Max smiled. "I feel like a million dollars, and anyhow, I want to return the favor."Robyn was sorely tempted to undress then and there, but remembered she wasn't on the pill (she made a mental note to correct that situation). She knew that one thing would inevitably lead to another and then another and it all came back to pregnancy. "Max, I'd like to, but not now. Maybe another time, but..."Max held her hand and was gently pulling her toward him. She had either to move forward or resist and she told herself she was afraid of hurting him.The result was that she was slowly pulled into the tub of water to join Max. The sensation of being fully clothed in a bathtub of warm water was a new one for Robyn. Her clothes clung to her skin. She hadn't even taken off her shoes, and they were filling with water.Max scooted over to one side of the big tub and she sank to her neck in the warm water beside him. Robyn absently noticed a little floating string of Max's sperm settle against her jeans-clad thigh.Max was all action now; no longer just the passive recipient. He wanted to return the feelings that Robyn had given him, but realized he couldn't fuck her; he loved her too much to force that. It was going to be hard for him; because he was sure he could get her to do it if he really tried.Robyn already felt warm and aroused by her recent experience and now her boyfriend's hand was massaging her breast through her blouse; tracing the shape of her nipple with his finger.She felt she was in her personal fantasy, but now it was a boy doing it to her instead of herself. It felt... fantastic.Her eyes flew open when Max's hand slipped into her blouse, and caressed her soapy breasts. 'God, that feels good!' she thought.Max had become hard again but he tried to fight his urges. For the moment he just wanted to give Robyn an orgasm so he tried to keep that in mind as he began unbuttoning her blouse. Then it was her bra; and his lips fastened on her nipples - first one, then the other. Then his hand was pushing at her pants. Then it was inside her panties.Robyn felt dimly that things were going too far and too fast, but she decided to do whatever Max wanted, because she loved him.He pushed Robyn's wet panties down her smooth tanned thighs and started stroking her, and her fantasy was in full swing again. She began to wonder what it would be like to have Max between her legs; to have his big, swollen organ buried deep inside her.As he began fingering Robyn's slit, he thought, 'I don't think I can stand this much longer.' Robyn was actually pushing herself onto his fingers, rubbing herself against him and encouraging him to move faster.Her breathing came in ragged gasps as Max brought her ever closer and closer to orgasm. He reached out with his foot and flicked the drain on the tub. The water level began to drop and at the same time Max eased himself on top of Robyn's body. Robyn gasped in momentary pain as Max's stiff penis penetrated her. The pressure of his body on top of hers pushed her down into the water that was draining from the bath. Her ears went under the water, while her face was still above it.In that position she could no longer hear any sound. Her world became one of almost total silence as Max began to move inside her. The only thing she could hear was her own heartbeat pounding in her chest; the sound was internal, deafening. Every nerve in her body was taut as they thrashed about in the disappearing water, making love to each other in earnest.It flashed through Robyn's brain like a rocket, 'We're doing it! We're really doing it!' She wasn't sure what to think; her thoughts just wouldn't become focused.Max was thrusting in and out of her, and she pushed back against each thrust in an almost reflex action. She was fast approaching orgasm. Her mental image of Max on top of her and inside her was helping to push her toward a gigantic cum.Max had tried, but just hadn't been able to stop himself. Robyn was just too beautiful, just too sexy looking and too willing, to allow him the control he wanted to show. And now that he felt her... Now that he was 'in' her, it was just too much.With one final thrust, Max held himself firmly inside Robyn and emptied himself into his lovely bath-mate, making a low groaning sound as he came, his body jerking in time with each spurt from his dick.The tub was nearly empty now and Max's groan was the first thing Robyn heard as her ears cleared the water. Her eyes were wide and she could feel him pulsing inside her. She realized what had occurred and made a whimpering sound as her lover's fulfillment triggered her own orgasm. Her beautiful body bucked uncontrollably under his as she reached the zenith of her own excitement.Robyn tried to tell him how she felt, that she loved him and was glad that he had cum, but all she could say was, "Max, oh Max..."Afterward, when they had regained their senses, both saw the funny side of lying bedraggled, in a bathtub tangled in each other's limbs and the remnants of Robyn's clothing. Robyn was the first to start giggling, then Max joined in and soon they were both laughing and hugging each other.After a while, though, it was time to think about the possible consequences of what they had done and Max began to worry that he'd put Robyn in jeopardy. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean this to happen; honest I didn't."Robyn was worried too, but she said, "I wanted it just as much as you did Max. If I didn't it wouldn't have happened." She tweaked Max's now flaccid penis. "But I have to get on the pill, because I want some more of this!"She looked at it again and said, "Oh my! See how it grows! I guess I'd better dry off and put something on before we have a repeat performance."They padded barefoot into Max's bedroom, wrapped in towels. Robyn put on Max's robe and went downstairs to dry her clothes in the laundry dryer and Max slowly dressed, thinking the whole time about Robyn's amazing body and the pleasure he'd had from it. -= Chapter 2 =-Things at school got seriously out of hand during the next week, when a big game was due to take place. The team had their strategy meeting the night before the game. And in accordance with tradition, the whole team had dinner together.They kicked around strategies, discussed their opponents' weaknesses and at ten o'clock everyone went home for a good night's sleep - at least, that was the plan.However, someone must have added a laxative to some of the food or drink - no one was quite sure which. Almost the whole team came down with the runs that night and the game was lost to forfeiture the next day.Max, Jerry, and several other boys from their group were pulled into the principal's office in the morning. Mrs. Lucas gave them an intensive interrogation, but couldn't break their alibi.Robyn turned out to be Max and Jerry's alibi! She told Mrs. Lucas that both of them had been at her house the entire time the food for the meeting was being prepared. She was lying of course, the first serious lie she'd ever told, but she couldn't just stand by and see her friends get into trouble. ***The next afternoon they were all at the Phoenix when Taylor came in with several of his friends. He walked directly over to Max and Robyn, and leaned on the table between the couple. "You little shit," he said to Max, "I'm gonna get even with you for that little prank."Then he looked at Robyn. "And you! I thought you were all right, but you're on the 'get even' list too. Any slut hanging out with these assholes deserves all she gets."It all happened so fast that Robyn couldn't be sure what had actually did happen. Max didn't appear to have moved, but Taylor was suddenly lying on the floor, blood spurting from his nose.Then Max had jumped up and was standing over the football team captain, a grim look in his eyes. "Say what you like about me, Butt-head, but leave Robyn out of this. You got that? She's been nothing but nice to you, and you know it!" Having made his point, Max grabbed his white-faced girlfriend and they left the cafe.As he walked her home, Robyn told Max that he shouldn't provoke the other boys so much; that it just bred hate and violence.Max had heard this kind of thing from her before and didn't really pay much attention. Jerry, who was right behind them, his arm around Kelly, then started in on how they could "really get the bozos going.""How about we do Taylor's car! I mean, we could get some paint and rollers... Pink would be a nice color for him; kinda match his little rat eyes, doncha think?"Max laughed; he agreed that would be a perfect color for Taylor.Robyn was silent as Kelly and Jerry headed off to his home and Max dropped her off in front of her house. She had grave misgivings about her friends' new plan.She was deep in thought as she walked into the house. "Robyn! Oh, Robyn dear!" she heard her mother call from the kitchen. Reluctantly, she put on her happy face and went in to her mother."Hi mom. What's up?"Her mother turned away from the dinner preparations and asked her daughter, in a quiet voice, "We saw your space and science test grade. Your father was surprised that you didn't get an A; you always get A's in that. Is anything the matter, dear?"Robyn was irritated by her mother's question. "Look, mom, it's only one test. Maybe I didn't study enough for it, but it won't affect my overall grade and I'll see that it doesn't happen again."Her mother still seemed unhappy. "Dear, you know I worry about you. I hope, with those friends of yours, you aren't getting mixed up with a bad crowd. You'd tell me if there was a problem, wouldn't you?"Robyn turned and headed up the stairs to her room, tossing a careless reply over her shoulder, "Sure, mom. Don't worry." She was already thinking about her immediate problem, not about what her mother had said. ***The next day, as Robyn walked to school with Max, she could tell something was wrong. He seemed nervous, not his usual happy, smiley self. She was determined to find out what was wrong and stopped, standing in front of him, her hands on her hips. "Max, you've got to tell me. What have you done?"Max looked down at the ground and answered reluctantly, "Well, beautiful, I guess I messed up a little. We went over to Taylor's house last night intending to paint his car, and, well... there was an accident... I mean, we made a mistake."He stood looking at his feet. Robyn's heart went out to him. She knew he was really sweet and gentle inside, and he looked so unhappy. She wanted to take him in her arms and hug him, but she knew where that would lead. She still needed to be on the pill for another week to be sure that it would be safe.The thought of having uninhibited sex with Max, though, made her face hot and caused that lovely feeling to stir deep inside her. She consciously turned her thoughts back to the subject at hand. "Max, tell me about it.""Baby, I really didn't mean it to happen, but we'd just started rolling that pink paint onto Taylor's car. His dad must have heard us and he came running out in his bathrobe. He must have slipped or something, 'cause he fell and hit his head."Robyn was scared now. "Is he all right? ... Max, answer me! Is Mr. Carry all right?"Max slowly brought his dark brown eyes to gaze into his girlfriend's bright blue ones. When he spoke he sounded sad and tired. "No baby, he isn't. I heard he had some kind of seizure - a heart attack or something. I don't know what exactly, but he's in the hospital now.""Oh Max, I was praying nothing like this would happen. I've been scared stiff that someone would get hurt." She took hold of her dejected boyfriend and hugged him tightly to her chest. "I'd better go over there and try to explain," she said.Max became highly agitated at this. "NO WAY! I don't want you going anywhere near to Taylor's house. He knows who was responsible for what happened and he'll take it out on anyone he thinks was connected with it."Robyn said, "Max, we have to face up to this and Taylor is basically a decent guy. I've got to be the one to talk to him; he'll listen to me. And you're right about one thing. YOU definitely shouldn't go over there, or Jerry either. He'd go ballistic if he saw you."They were late for class that morning. It had taken Robyn all of her considerable powers of persuasion to convince Max that she should be the emissary of peace in this situation.The plan was for her to go over to Taylor's that evening and try to explain what had happened. Max was willing to take full responsibility and suffer any consequences that might be coming.Robyn had hoped to run into Taylor at school, but he didn't come in that day. The day passed slowly for her. She couldn't stop thinking about Taylor's father, and of the trouble that Max and Jerry had caused. ***Max watched Robyn walk down the street, confusion and uncertainty written on his face. He was certain she had no chance of succeeding in her mission, but didn't know what to do about it.Robyn walked up to the Carry's front door, took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell. After a minute Taylor opened the door.He just stared at her, saying nothing.Robyn screwed up her courage and said, "Taylor, I heard what happened and I've come to try and make things right between you and Max."He smiled wanly and opened the door wide, gesturing for her to enter.Closing the door behind her, Taylor watched the pretty blonde walk ahead of him into the living room. 'Boy', he thought, with a touch of envy, 'that asshole Max has too much luck with women. She really is a knockout.'Robyn sat down on the couch, straight-backed and prim, and looked gravely at Taylor with her big blue eyes while he thought, 'Man, I'd sure like a piece of that!'"Taylor, we both know that Max and Jerry are responsible for what happened last night and I've come to see if they can make amends in some way. I don't think you've gone to the police yet, but I'm here to say that Max is ready to take whatever's coming to him. I just don't want this revenge thing to keep going."When she finished speaking she saw that Taylor was smiling at her."Robyn, you're absolutely right," he said. "I think we should all agree to end this vendetta thing. That's one of the reasons I haven't yet called the police."Surveying his pretty visitor, he thought, 'The other reason is that I hate my old man, and good old Max has done me a fucking favor.'He continued, "But you know, Robyn, I've been hurt here, and I'm owed. I'm owed big time. I've got to have some compensation. If I get it I'll drop the whole thing, and that's a promise."Robyn smiled gratefully. "Taylor, that's really big of you. I told Max you were a decent guy. I hope he learns something from the way you're behaving."Taylor held up his hand abruptly. "Whoa there, sweetheart! I said I wanted compensation. I'm not going to drop the whole thing out of the kindness of my heart.""What do you want then, Taylor?" she asked, a flash of doubt in her eyes."I think a quick fuck with Max's girlfriend would do it."Robyn had been sitting primly on the couch, but now she jumped up and rushed to the front door, where she turned abruptly, tears trailing down her lovely cheeks. "Taylor, you're being such a jerk now. How can you be so mean? I was just trying to stop you guys from fighting. It'd be good for all of us."She was reaching for the doorknob when Taylor said in a firm voice, "Robyn! If you leave now, I'm calling the police and Max, together with his asshole buddy, will be arrested within the hour!"Robyn stood with her hand on the doorknob, wondering how to answer this deeply unpleasant boy. A number of cutting phrases went through her mind, though all remained unsaid.Taylor put on the pressure. "If you stay just for an hour, I'll make sure nothing is reported, and I'll leave Max and Jerry alone." He walked over to stand beside her. "I'm not saying we'll be friends, but if you have sex with me, I promise I'll do my best to stay away from them. If they do the same, then things should be okay. Whatdya say?"She wanted to slap him. She wanted to kick him in the balls. She was so mad, she could hardly see straight.Then, to her amazement, Taylor reached out and cupped her right breast and started kneading it with his fingers."Robyn, I find you really attractive. All I'm asking is for you to be nice to me, just once." He was massaging her breast through her blouse while he spoke. "Well, honey, what's it going to be?"For the first time Robyn actually gave Taylor's offer some thought. What he was doing was obviously very wrong, and she didn't really want to have sex with him. But Max and Jerry would probably go to jail if Taylor called the police and it might ruin their lives.She made a flash decision. "You're talking about having sex with me just once? And you'll promise not to tell on Max and Jerry if I agree?"Taylor could hardly believe his luck. Was she really agreeing to his offer? He nodded. "Yes, Robyn. That's exactly what I'm saying. And, yah know, the sex part won't be all that bad for you, 'cause I know my way around a female's body pretty good." He leered at her.Taylor Carry was telling no more than the truth. He did know his way around the female form. As a matter of fact, he'd fucked over forty women, and had the last seventeen on videotape to prove it.That's what he did; he fucked them and then shared the tapes with his close buddies on the football team.Robyn, of course, knew nothing about Taylor's sexual history and was by no means repulsed by his appearance. In fact, she thought he was pretty handsome, in a jock sort of way."Well, Robyn, it's decision time. If you decide against, I have to make some calls."She hesitated a moment longer, brushing his hand away from her breast, then came to a decision "Okay, Taylor. I'll make love to you, but you have to wear a condom. I'm not risking getting pregnant.""Don't act the virgin with me. You trying to tell me you don't screw Max? C'mon, I don't believe that for a minute." Taylor laughed and started to pull Robyn toward the stairs."Wait! We can't do it here. Your mother might come home."He chuckled. "Baby, wouldn't that surprise her! Don't worry. She's at the hospital with the old man and certainly won't be home tonight. Now c'mon, baby, put out for me!"Robyn insisted, "I really mean it. You've got to wear a condom!"The big high school football hero growled, "Listen up. I don't use those; I don't like 'em. So you either do it my way, or you go on outa here and I phone the police. It's your choice." He smiled grimly at the petite beauty standing uncertainly before him.In her eyes he first saw fear, then anger, and then, finally, resignation. His spirits lifted when he understood he was to get his way; he was going to plow another female, bareback, and what a female! And the fact that it was Max's girlfriend just made the whole thing that much sweeter.Robyn was having second thoughts as she was pulled by the hand up the stairs behind Taylor. If the truth be known, she was scared stiff. If Max hadn't been in such trouble, she'd probably have kicked Taylor in the crotch and made a run for it right then.They entered his bedroom, and Robyn saw a strange sight. Taylor's bed was covered with a plastic sheet and the lights in his room were a funny orange color.Pulling her into the middle of the room, he said, "This is my special little nest, baby. You'll like it once you get used to it."Robyn answered curtly, "Taylor, I've no intention of getting used to it. You better keep in mind that this is a one-time thing. I'm only doing it to keep my friends out of jail."Taylor looked his beautiful victim up and down, a little smile on his face. "Sure, baby; anything you say. Now how about stripping for some action?"Her face went pink with embarrassment. How could he talk like that? She wondered how she was going to get through this. "Listen, Taylor. Undressing in front of you isn't part of the deal, and I'm not doing it."She started for the bathroom, but was stopped in her tracks by the sound of Taylor's harsh voice."Hey, I want to undress you and I'm making it part of the deal!"She turned, a protest on her lips, but she didn't resist when Taylor walked up and started unbuttoning her blouse.He was enjoying himself and he soon had the buttons undone and he opened Robyn's shirt to reveal a white lacy bra. He noticed that it was the front-fastening kind and quickly popped the clip. It flew open, revealing firm, round breasts with a white bikini line contrasting with her tan boobs, just the kind of boobs that he liked so much.Robyn stood up straight, her head thrown back, staring defiantly into Taylor's eyes. He smiled, enjoying her defiance as he reached for her jeans, unbuttoning, then unzipping them and pushed them and her underwear down to her knees.He stepped back half a pace to admire her naked body. "Oh baby, that's so fine. I haven't seen better, and you know I've seen a lot." He stepped up to Robyn and leaned down to kiss her breasts, holding one in each hand and bringing them in turn to his lips.Robyn almost jumped at the touch of his hands on her breasts and his lips on her sensitive nipples. She stood as passively as she could, hoping that he would get on with whatever it was he intended doing so this would end as soon as possible.Taylor pulled himself reluctantly away from Robyn's breasts. He finished pushing her jeans down her legs and made her step out of them. He propelled her toward the bed, and then pulled her down roughly by her arms onto her hands and knees. "Stay right there, baby; I have to turn on the alarm system. If someone comes home, I wanna know about it."He smiled to himself as he went over to his closet and flicked on the switch to the video equipment he always had ready for this kind of event. He chuckled to himself, mumbling under his breath as he walked back to his trembling captive, "A boy scout is always prepared."Robyn was frightened now; her body shivered in the air-conditioned room. On her hands and knees, she thought about Max, and what he might think of what she was about to do.This whole thing terrified her. She'd had only one male in her life and that had been just a week ago. She had little idea of what to expect and longed to have it over with.She was startled when Taylor kneeling down behind her and it made it no easier when she heard him say, "Baby, we're gonna do it doggy style."She was shocked! What could he mean by 'doggy style'?! She reared up onto her knees and yelled at him, "Taylor, you're not going to do me in the behind! I won't let you. I don't care what you say. The deal's off, you nasty little..."Taylor cut her off by covering her mouth with his hand. Putting his mouth close to her ear, he growled, "Now listen up you little bitch. I can do anything I wanted to you. You're at my mercy, in case you hadn't figured that out!" He reached around to Robyn's breast and pinched her right nipple, hard."OW! Stop that!""Listen, cunt. I had no intention of fucking your tight little asshole; though now I think about it, it might be kinda fun. I was just gonna fuck you doggy style; you know, fuck your cunt from behind. Don't you know anything about sex?"Tears of humiliation were flowing down Robyn's cheeks; fear of the unknown and the unwanted were surging through her tense body.Taylor pushed her back down onto all fours. Then he climbed up behind her and began to position his big, stiff erection against Robyn's entrance. She could tell what he was doing, but couldn't think what to do herself. She decided to hold her position on her hands and knees and she closed her eyes, hoping it would all be over soon.She felt him push into her, thrusting all the way, in one violent movement. It really hurt and Robyn screwed up her pretty face from the pain. Then he was pulling out and thrusting in again and again...Taylor was enjoying the fact that he was fucking his rival's girl. She was dry at first, but he didn't mind the discomfort because he knew it hurt her more than it did him. He thrust into her, feeling the tense muscles of her back against his chest and her hot moistening tightness wrapped exquisitely around his tense manhood. Robyn's body adjusted to the new situation, after all, she was a normal, healthy teenager and her body reacted as it normally would to sexual intercourse. So in no time at all, she was fully lubricated and Taylor was happily and smoothly banging away at her from behind.Thoughts of Max flitted through Robyn's mind. As Taylor continued to fuck her, she closed her mind to what he was doing and began to imagine that it was really Max who was making love to her. The thought of his handsome body against hers made her wet.She rested her head on her arms and looked back between her breasts to see better what was going on.There were hairy male thighs behind her smooth female ones and a large pair of testicles swung behind and below Taylor's point of entry. He was thrusting himself really deep and to her surprise Robyn found that she was enjoying it.He kept thrusting away, wanting to make his little victim sore, to pay her back for all the hassle Max had given him over the years. He was triumphant now that his cock was firmly embedded in Max's prize possession.Yes, he was truly enjoying himself; and would he have fun tomorrow!? Oh yes, he sure would! He reached over to the side of the bed, not missing a beat. Grabbing the ready bottle of Wesson oil, he opened it and upended it on Robyn's smooth back."What was that?!" she yelled. "What the hell are you playing at now, Taylor?" Robyn stopped her hip movements and tried to get up, but Taylor, without saying a word, leaned forward and his weight prevented Robyn from moving from her all-fours position.Taylor began smoothing the oil over Robyn's back and down her sides; then up under her, to her breasts and stomach. Pretty soon they were both well oil.After her initial shock, Robyn secretly enjoyed feeling Taylor's big hands, smooth with oil, massaging her body. Everything was slick now, on the inside as well as the outside. It was a different feeling from anything she'd ever imagined, let alone experienced.Then Taylor abruptly pulled out of Robyn and rolled her over onto the plastic sheet before entering her again, now lying face down on top of her. He began thrusting in and out of her once more, this time with only one object in mind - his own pleasure. He wanted to get off inside her; to leave his seed between this little beauty's legs.Robyn's body was jiggling in time with the big athlete's thrusts, as he fucked her faster and faster. She was suddenly overcome with disgust at the realization that her body was just being used; Taylor had no consideration for her feelings, he was just 'fucking' her like some kind of cheap whore.Nevertheless, as he continued thrusting into her with metronomic regularity, she instinctively began to respond. 'After all,' she thought, 'I'm not dead'. She couldn't help it that Taylor was building up sensations deep inside her that were a kind of betrayal of Max.This mean nasty guy - a guy she didn't like at all - was bringing her off and there was nothing she could do about it. She began to cry quietly as he continued fucking her with gusto.When Robyn felt the rush of Taylor's sperm pulsing into her vaginal tunnel, that was all it took to bring on her own orgasm. The enormity of the situation, the unwanted intimacy that had been thrust upon her was a crushing burden for the young woman. However, it was overlaid by an intense feeling of release rushing through her tense body and she bucked against Taylor, mindlessly craving satisfaction, her oily body straining against his as she clutched him tightly to her.Then it was over, and both of them lay there, with their chests heaving, drawing deep shaky breaths, as if they'd just run a marathon.Gradually catching his breath, Taylor slowly pulled himself out of Robyn. He stood up, smiling hugely. "Hey baby, you're one fantastic fuck! And you say you haven't had it before? That's real hard to believe after that performance."He walked to the door, turning round when his hand was on the doorknob. "You'll need a bath; feel free to use my bathroom. I'll use the one in the hall." Then he was gone.Robyn jumped up and rushed into the bathroom. She took a quick shower, dressed and fled the house before Taylor was done with his own shower. She didn't want to see him again. What could she say to him? What, indeed, was there to say? -= Chapter 3 =-Robby Benson hated his name; all of his fellow freshmen made fun of it. Apparently there had been some child actor back in the dark ages with that name. It seemed that no one would ever let him forget it.He looked at his watch and quickened his pace. Only ten minutes until school starts, he thought. He was glad to be going to school that day; it was a really big day for him.'Yeah, man, he was going to get some tutoring from the 'Angel' of the junior class.' For once he almost liked his name. Robyn, Robby - they sounded a lot alike.He, and just about all the other boys in his class, had a crush on Robyn Berry. She was such a fox. His reputation had gained serious credit when it became known that Robyn was going to tutor him.Just lucky, he guessed; luck of the draw, because she'd volunteered to be a student tutor and he'd drawn her name. 'Yes, sir, what a deal!' he thought.Robby heard the first bell ring while he was jogging onto school grounds and he quickly headed for his homeroom. Just as he arrived he heard an announcement over the loudspeaker that they were going to watch the Mars landing that morning.It seemed that the school was on some kind of closed network and that they'd all get to goof off for an hour or so, watching Mars. Well, that was just fine with him. He'd just dream a little more about his angel.The final bell rang and the teacher announced that the Mars landing would be on the screen in about five minutes and that they were all to be quiet and remain in their seats.A few minutes later the TV in Robby's room came on. Everyone sat expectantly, figuring that the Mars thing ought to be worth at least a few minutes of attention.Robby almost jumped out of his seat when an image of a beautiful naked girl and a handsome naked guy flashed on the screen. She was on her hands and knees and he was fucking her, doggy style.Robby couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Wow..." he croaked. He'd never imagined anything like this, even in his wildest masturbatory dreams. All the kids in his freshman homeroom also gasped and silently watched the erotic sex show on the screen.When Robby's numb mind began to work again, he realized that he recognized the girl. It was Robyn Berry, and the guy was that football guy. "OH MY GOD!" he screeched.The teacher, busy at her desk, had noticed nothing amiss until Robby's outburst. She looked up and saw rows upon rows of shocked, open-mouthed faces staring at the television screen and she became alarmed. What could possibly be going on? She wondered.She got up from her desk and walked around to the front of the screen, where she stood, stock-still and white-faced, as her eyes brought the picture, with all its implications, to her brain.She quickly turned the set off, to a tumultuous "AAAHHHH!" of disappointment from all of the students. *** Two weeks later ***The alarm blared in Robyn's ear, slowly bringing her to consciousness. Groaning, and rolling over on her stomach, she reluctantly opened her eyes. 'Oh god, it's today,' she thought. Life had been hell ever since the day that the video had been shown to the whole school.As she dragged herself from her bed, the incident played in her head for the thousandth time. She remembered looking up expectantly, excited at the prospect of seeing the Mars landing on television, but as it dawned on her that, instead, she was watching a video of two people having sex, her brain had gone blank and her face white as a sheet.'It was her! Her and Taylor! But how could that be?' She groaned when she thought about the fact that she hadn't even told Max what she'd done, after all how could she tell him. This was a fine way for him to find out.In shock she slowly turned in her seat towards Max, who was sitting beside her in class. Their eyes locked for a moment and she could see the anguish in his eyes. She opened her mouth to tell him... what? What could she say?Max took another long look at the screen before standing up, his body trembling. He knocked his chair over, then turned and ran from the classroom.It wasn't till then that Mr. Stephens noticed anything was amiss. He strode to the TV set, where he quickly took in what was being displayed. He at once recognized the couple performing on screen. "My god!" he cried, and reached for the off switch.As the screen went black, he swung round to look at Robyn. She was frozen in her chair, like a young deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming Mack truck.He said gravely, "Robyn, I think you had better come with me." He took her arm and helped her rise from her seat, then walked her out of the room.Just outside the classroom he stopped and faced her. "What the hell was that I just saw, young lady?" His face was red, and he looked thoroughly upset.Tears streamed down Robyn's cheeks, but all she could say was, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stephens. I'm so sorry. I had no idea..."Robyn spent the rest of the morning in the principal's office in a state of extreme nervousness, waiting for one of her parents to pick her up from school.Taylor sat across from her; both had been suspended from school for two weeks.At last her father showed up, having been called at work and told the story. He looked at his daughter as if she were a stranger. Robyn began to cry despairingly. There was nothing she could say, nothing at all. She couldn't explain what she'd been thinking, or why she'd had sex with Taylor. Her life seemed to be at an end. At any rate, it could never be the same again. ***Now, two weeks later, after a huge fight with her parents, Robyn was going back to school. Her father had been all set to take her out of public school and place her in the local Catholic School, St. Bartholomew's, but she'd fought him long and hard to stay at Mountain View High.Her parents couldn't understand why she would want to stay after such humiliation. Her father had said, "Young lady, I don't understand you any more. First you humiliate yourself and shame your family and then you want to brazen it out and go back to a school where you've made yourself a laughing stock." He felt so frustrated that he seemed close in tears.Robyn persisted, however, and the day at last arrived when she was due to go back. She left the house quietly, dressed in a long skirt and heavy sweater. She was determined to be an exemplary student from now on. Dress conservatively, think conservatively and act conservatively, she thought.Walking with her head down, her eyes looking at the ground, she hurried to school. She was worried to death about what her classmates would say. She couldn't even let herself think about Max. He hadn't come over even once while she had been grounded. The last sight she'd had of him was on the day the video had been shown and the look on his face was etched in her memory.As she entered her homeroom class, the other kids became quiet. Pretty soon there wasn't a sound to be heard as she crept to her old seat. She couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the face, but just slumped down in her seat and faced stiffly forward, focusing on nothing.Suddenly she heard hushed whispers, and looked up to see Max at the door. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment. Then he swung into the room and sat down a few chairs away from her. He didn't look her way again for the rest of the period. ***Robyn thought that the day she'd just spent at school had almost been as bad as the day of the video showing.At last school was over for the day, and she was going home. At least Jerry and Kelly had talked to her - they'd even eaten their lunch with her - but there'd been no sight of Max since homeroom.Jerry had invited her to go with them to the Phoenix, but Robyn had declined; all she wanted to do was go home, climb into bed and cry.She was walking through the sports field, her eyes fixed on the ground, thinking about how she had screwed up both her own and Max's life by her stupidity, when she felt herself pushed violently from the back. She fell to the ground, hands first, scraping both palms, and cried out in fright and pain as she hit the dirt.Shocked and confused, Robyn looked up at her assailant. Her jaw dropped when she recognized Taylor and a couple of his football buddies.She saw red. "Taylor, you have a nerve! I thought you'd be in hiding, not pushing girls around." She was furious with him.He'd forced sex on her and then shown it on video to the whole school. Right then she felt she'd like nothing better than to strangle him. Of course she knew she couldn't have done it even if she'd been strong enough to overpower him, which of course she wasn't.Taylor just laughed. He pointed at her, saying, "The little whore really liked riding my dick; you guys saw it. You think she'd like to suck it now?" He stood threateningly over Robyn, and scuffed a little dirt onto her skirt.Her eyes started to water, not in fear, but in anger. How dare this bastard keep trying to humiliate her! What harm had she ever done him? All she'd wanted to do was keep the peace. She'd always treated everyone with respect, but here he was, hurting her again. She couldn't believe it.Taylor grabbed her shirtsleeve and dragged her to her feet. "Maybe the guys would like a piece of the action this time. Whatdya think, Robyn? You up for a little gangbang with a buncha horny jocks?" He pulled her up to him and pressed his mouth on her lips, in a careless, sloppy kiss. "C'mon guys, let's take the little slut behind the bleachers and show her a good time." He clamped his big hand over the girl's mouth and bodily dragged her the thirty feet or so to the bleacher area.His two friends followed him, though they looked a little unsure of themselves. As soon as they reached the secluded space behind the bleachers, Taylor threw Robyn to the ground again.She was breathing hard now. The hand over her mouth and nose had made her light-headed with lack of oxygen. There was real fear in her eyes as Taylor hovered menacingly above her.Without warning he dropped down on her and started to wrestle her blouse open. Robyn began to scream. It was all she could do, and she screamed with all the power in her lungs.Taylor flat handed her, hard. The shock of the slap to her face stunned her. It also silenced her for a moment."Scream like that again, bitch, and I'll smash your cute little face in. Got that? You just lie there and take it like the good little whore we all know you are. Okay, baby?"Again he started pulling at Robyn's blouse, not caring about the damage he was causing. Buttons went flying and cloth was ripped as he roughly undressed her. Robyn's blouse and bra were thrown a few feet away and her skirt was ripped open, baring her beautiful, silky legs.Taylor stopped for a moment, breathing raggedly from his efforts and from his rising lust. He had to admit to himself that this girl really was beautiful and he stared at her nakedness for a few moments before calling to his friends, "Hey, was I lying when I said she was a gorgeous piece of ass?"The two other jocks looked eager and ready for their turns when Taylor had finished with her.Robyn begged him to stop. "Please, Taylor, don't do this. Don't you think I've suffered enough? You've already ruined my life; are you trying to kill me?"He guffawed and said, "Baby, I just want to fuck you. I don't give a shit if you wanna die or not; just don't do it till I'm done with you, okay?"He forced Robyn's smooth tanned legs apart with his knee and began to position his exposed cockhead at her opening.She was determined this time to fight and to die if necessary; she wouldn't let Taylor rape her. They wrestled for a while in the dirt until Taylor became frustrated with his squirming victim. He hit Robyn another glancing blow to the face, which knocked the remaining fight out of her.She lay there stunned, tears pouring down her dusty face. Taylor quickly mounted her and forced his fat prick into her, shoving violently all the way in making the girl cry out in pain.Robyn looked dazed as she stared into the blue sky. She saw birds flying overhead in pairs and fluffy white clouds floating high up. She could feel the boy on top of her as he brutally humping her body.Strangely she couldn't feel anything anymore, her mind was numb, her beautiful blue eyes were no longer as clear and brilliant as before. That special spark of liveliness had gone from her lovely face as well. The liveliness that usually played across her features was fading with each brutal thrust of her teenage rapist. Robyn felt as if her life was over. Taylor had won.One of the other boys was now dropping his pants in anticipation of his turn. He looked at his buddy fucking the hot girl. 'It's so fucking perverted,' he thought to himself. He'd never been this hard before and he was looking forward to banging this chick in the worst way.Taylor, meanwhile, was really enjoying himself. 'God she's tight!' he thought. "Yeah, baby, I'm gonna cum in you again," he crowed. "Maybe this time we can make a baby. With our looks we'd make a knock-out kid." He increased the violence of his thrusts at the thought of making this 'hot bitch' pregnant.Robyn closed her eyes and thought of... death...Suddenly there was a loud noise, a yell, and all hell broke loose. After the yell, the next thing that registered in Robyn's mind was that Taylor had stopped fucking her. Then she saw the blood.Was she dying? Had they killed her? Slowly the scene came into focus.MAX! OH MAX! Max had found them and he was smashing heads. He'd already downed the guy with his pants down and apparently he'd banged Taylor on the side of the head with a board.Taylor was standing in a crouch, naked from the waist down, still with a partial erection. Blood dripped down the side of his head and he was circling Max in a wrestler's stance. Max didn't waste any time. He took the two by four and slammed it into Taylor's crotch.The big football player doubled over and crashed to the ground, face first. Max now rushed over to Robyn, cursing over his shoulder at the remaining jock, who turned and ran away as fast as he could."Hi beautiful. How ya doin'?"Robyn, who was lying in the dirt, stripped naked, dirty and disheveled, leaned against Max and gave him a bright smile. Her big blue eyes were shining, even as her tears ran down her cheeks.Epilogue:In a perfect world Robyn and Max would live happily ever after and Taylor would go to jail for a long time, but it's not a perfect world. However, if these events actually happened - and let's say they did - then Robyn and Max would have as much chance of living happily ever after as anyone else.Even though there was some violence and pain in my story, all the same, I hope you enjoyed it.THE ENDAcknowledgments, All my thanks to Stephen for his encouragement and proofing and to Ian for doing such a good job editing my stories. (c) August 1997 - Kristen Kathleen Becker Author contact address, [email protected] MY STORY PAGE http,//www.asstr.org/~Kristen/stories~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Driectory 34 |
acheating.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/acheating.txt | Megan stepped out of the shower and dried herself off and as she walked into the bedroom she stopped by the full length mirror she turned to admire the same figure she had when she graduated college six years ago.She just turned twenty-eight and still had the same figure when her husband Rick had started dating the first year in college. Megan kept looking at the mirror and at five foot six inches tall and her slim figure, she could have been a model but had an interest in business and wanted to start a family when she left college but to date with her husbands busy schedule her dreams of having children never materialized. Megans fair skin kept her out of the sun but she still managed to get in a bikini at times with the help of a good sun block. Megan took the towel and curled her long red hair up into a bun and walked over to her makeup vanity and sat on the stool.Megan had a nice figure and was blessed with her Mothers bust at thirty-six C and a thin waistline and a perfect thirty-six hips could all be contributed to her Mothers figure.She grew up moving around because her Father was in the air force and was never able to date much through high school. When she met Rick in college, he turned out to be her first love and they married the summer after graduation.Rick worked for an accounting firm and spent long hours away from home and lately he spent evenings out with his friends leaving Megan home by herself. They had just moved to Tampa three months ago and Megan had left all her friends back in New York so she didnt have much to do during the day or evening for that matter.Rick went out with his friends at work all last week and left her home alone every single night and thats just about how it was since moving to Florida and Rick starting his new job.Megan began to apply her makeup as she leaned closer to the makeup mirror and began to think back two weeks ago on a Friday night. Megan had bought a new dress and had spent hours getting ready to go out to dinner that night. Rick called her at five in the afternoon and told her he had to go out to dinner with some clients from work and wouldnt be home until late that night.That night wasnt the first night that Rick had left her alone on the weekend and it wasnt the last either. The first three years of their marriage had been almost perfect and in those days Rick would be on time and bring home flowers at least once a week. The last couple years had been rough on him with changes in management at his job and Megan stood by his side for those two years until Rick was offered this great job here in Tampa so they sold everything and moved to Florida.Megan finished her makeup and walked over to the bed where she had laid out a new dress. It was a very pretty green that complimented her long red hair.Megan tried on the dress stretching it over her hips and walking back to the full length mirror and turned around so she could see every angle of herself. She walked back next to the bed and sat down and slipped on the matching heels she bought to go along with her new dress.Megan finished drying her hair and combed her long red hair out and walked into the family room and starred out at the pool. Megan inherited some money last year when her Grandmother had died and this enabled them to make the move to Tampa and they had a very nice house with a pool and the house had all the bells and whistles she always wanted in a home.Megan didnt have to work but starting today she was going to go out and find a job because she couldnt stand staying at home by herself any longer. She walked into the kitchen opening her purse and took out her favorite bottle of perfume and lightly squeezed the sprayer around her neck.Megan walked back into the bedroom and checked herself out again in the full length mirror while she adjusted the dress around her cleavage and pulled the dress down to make sure it didnt expose too much of her breasts. Megan wanted to look sexy but didnt want anyone getting the wrong idea during an interview. She had called a phone number she found in the paper that stated they were a new insurance office that was looking for someone that could not only work as a secretary but could also handle accounts as well. Megan had an appointment for an interview at eleven with a man named Robert Smith and wanted to be there a few minutes early.Megan drove into town looking for the address Mr. Smith had given her on the phone and had to park her car about a block away from the building. Megan walked up to an older building which looked like it had just been freshly renovated and opened the door and walked inside.The front office looked nice except a few boxes were stacked around the place as if someone was still moving in. Megan rang the buzzer and waited a few seconds longer when a man walked out of the back and said, "Hello. May I help you?" Megan looked at the tall slim black man and said, "My name is Megan Jennings and Im supposed to see Mr. Robert Smith about an interview this morning."The man replied and said, "Im Mr. Smith and its very nice to meet you." Megan thought he was a handsome well-dressed man as she took his hand and Mr. Smith said, "I hope you can excuse the mess right now. I just moved here to this building last week and I lost the partner I had been working with me at the old location and Ive had to make the best out of the situation. Please come in and sit down and well get started."Megan and Robert spent more than an hour talking about what he was looking for and she told him about her experience but hadnt worked in awhile and how she was looking forward to a fresh start with a new company. ***Megan noticed that Mr. Smith had been starring at her wedding ring during the interview and she finally mentioned that she had been married since college and told him how they had met and about her husbands job. Mr. Smith had been writing notes and Megan had waited for him to speak when all of a sudden he looked up at her and said, "Youre hired!" Megan was shocked that he had offered her the job so quick and said, "Thank you. "Mr. Smith said, "That is if you dont mind helping me get this place in control over the next few days."Megan even offered to start that same day and Mr. Smith accepted her offer. Mr. Smith said, "You can call me Robert. Mrs. Jennings." Megan replied, "Thank you. Robert. You can call me Megan."Robert invited Megan for lunch since her interview lasted until noon and they spent the entire afternoon sorting boxes and clearing a desk out for Megan. Robert was happy to find a lovely woman that seemed to fit right into place in his office.Robert thought she was very attractive and very smart and knew he had made the right decision when he hired her.Megan was glad she was able to move right into a position so fast and loved the intimacy of working in a small office. Later that evening she received a phone call from her husband that he would be working late and would later be taking clients out to dinner and he wouldnt be home until late.She tried to tell Rick about her new job but he hurried off the phone and hung up before she could tell him the good news. Megan was mad as she put the phone down in its cradle and decided to take a hot bath.She wanted to relax and unwind after being on her feet for several hours today and a hot bath would do the trick. After filling the garden tub with hot water, Megan stepped inside and laid back and closed her eyes. The hot water felt so good on her body as she rubbed her tits with a wash cloth soaked in hot water.Megan spread her legs and touched her neatly trimmed pussy mound with the cloth and sat thinking about the last time she had sex. Megan could only count twice since they moved to Tampa several months ago and thought back to a time when they had sex on a daily basis when they were first married.She remembered times when she would go out and flirt with guys in clubs with her husband looking on nearby and they would go home later that night and fuck their brains out all night. Megan stroked her pussy and parted her pussy with her fingers and touched her clitoris and rubbed her finger against it sending sensations up her spin. If Rick were here right now, she would screw him all night.***After her bath, Megan slipped into a short green nightie and laid in bed reading a book waiting for her husband to return home. Megan didnt know why she was so horny tonight but wished he would get home soon so he could fuck her.Megans pussy was wet when she began to lose interest in her book and began to stroke her pussy with her fingers. She spread her legs and laid the book down on the night stand and began to play with her clitoris. The stimulation felt good as her hips began to squirm into the mattress. She knew she could bring herself to orgasm but wanted to hold off until her husband was home fucking her tonight. Megan moved her hand away still feeling the tingling around her clitoris trying not to make herself cum at this time.She slowly drifted off to sleep with one hand on her tits and the other laying on her mound. Megan was startled when her husband slid into bed that night as she glanced at the clock and saw that it was after two in the morning. Megan slid over next to her husband and put her leg up over his hips and her arm around him and he turned and gave her a kiss and said "Good Night." Megan kissed him back and moved her hand down to his cock and started to massage it with her fingers. Rick put his arm around her and kissed her back and said, "Its getting late Honey." She was beginning to get frustrated as she continued to stroke his cock but noticed he was only getting semi-hard.Maybe he was tired from the long day today as she moved her hand away from his cock and put her arm around him and kissed his lips again as he hugged her again and said, "Well talk in the morning. I have to get some sleep."Lori knew her husband was tired and gave him one last kiss until she turned around and let him go to sleep. She moved her hand down between her legs thinking how horny she was but it would just have to wait until morning.Early the next morning, Megan woke up and looked across the bed only to find her husband gone. She could hear the shower running as she got up and walked into the bathroom and into the shower with her husband.His back was turned toward her as she slowly put her arms up under his arms and around his chest and kissed his back as he slowly turned around and kissed her on the lips.Megan rubbed her tits up against her husbands chest as she kissed him back and lowered her hand to his cock and began to stroke him. She lowered herself down onto her knees and looked up into his face as he put his hands on the back of her head and started to play with her beautiful long red hair. The water was running down between her tits as she starred up into her husbands eyes and kissed the head of his cock and started to lick it in circles as he arched his hips giving her more room to work on him.Megan moved her moth and took his cock into her mouth and swished her tongue around the head than slowly engulfed his cock inside her mouth until it hit the back of her throat than slowly reversed and let it slid back out of her mouth letting her teeth drag along the skin to give him more sensation. She slowly took him inside her mouth again until the whole length had been taken and Megan closed her lips and slowly let it slid back out again. She was very talented with her mouth and loved to deep throat and was one of those women that loved the taste of cum.Rick reached down and took Megans nipples and began to gently pinch them with his fingers as she continued to suck on his cock. Megan gave her husband as much pleasure as she could possibly give him that morning and kept taking his cock to the back of her throat dozens of times until she took it out of her mouth and held onto it with her hand as she began to lick and suck his balls into her mouth one at a time.Megan would take each testicle and pull on it with her mouth and release it and look up at her husband and laugh as he moaned with pleasure. Megan than took his cock back into her mouth and began to work her mouth up and down his shaft faster as she massaged his balls with her hands.She worked on his cock for several more minutes until Rick moaned and said, "Here in cums."Megan continued to suck his cock until she felt the first spurt of his hot seed hit her tongue and began to swish her tongue around and took hold of his cock and massaged the lower side to help milk the last drops of seed from his cock.Megan swallowed the sperm and gave his cock a few more licks with her tongue as she moved her face away and stood up kissing her husbands chest. Megan cleared her mouth of as much of his cum as she could and stretched up and kissed him on the lips. Rick hand his hands on her waist and moved the up along her side until they rested near her tits and kissed her back and said, "I have an early meeting this morning and have to be at work by eight." Megan replied, "Do you have enough time to join me in the bedroom before you go?" Rick replied, "Maybe well have more time this evening and we will continue this tonight."Megan was frustrated and very disappointed as her husband kissed her lips again and turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. Megan was on fire and he wanted to leave for work and put her arm around him and said, "Do you have enough time for a quick one before you go?"Rick turned toward his wife and kissed her again and said, "Later tonight. I have to get dressed and leave before Im late."Megan watched as her husband dressed and left for work thinking she didnt even mention her new job to him this morning. He didnt seem to care much about her life anyway as she got dressed for work. She spent the day on her new job working with Robert and dealing with her first clients as her mind kept drifting back to her husband. Robert took her out to lunch that day and Megan asked Robert why he wasnt married and he had replied that his ex-wife had run off with a preacher a few years ago and he had moved to Tampa to start a new life and his new business.Megan sat thinking about her husband again as she sat with Robert listening to his story about his ex-wife. She felt sorry for Robert as she listened to his story and placed her hand on top of his and said, "Youre lucky to be here getting a new start in your life and your business is going to be very successful. You watch and see."Robert could tell that she had something on her mind and asked. "Is everything all right at home with you and your husband?" Megan would have wished she could tell him but replied, "Yes. We have a wonderful marriage and we hope to be able to start a new family soon."They spent most of the day with new clients but Robert talked to her almost every chance he could get and at the end of the day he made a comment and said, "If there is anything that you need or if I can help you in any way. Just let me know." Robert got a card out and wrote down his cell phone number and his home number and gave it to Megan as she thanked him as they shut off the lights and left for the evening.Rick called again that evening and had left a message on the phone saying he would be out late again that evening but didnt leave an explanation why he would be out late. Megan felt very frustrated and hurt by her husband's total disregard for making time to spend with her.***Several weeks had gone by since Megan started her new job with Robert and every day he would take her to lunch placing the sign in the door that read. "Out to lunch" sign in the window and he would take Megan out to lunch. Over those several weeks he had gotten to know all about Megan including the fact that her husband Rick didnt even know she had gotten a job several weeks before. It seemed that he always left the house an hour before she started getting ready in the morning and always came home late in the evening.Megan hadnt said anything about their sex life but Robert was able to pick up on her frustration and had thought about many reasons why her husband may not be interested in sex with her. Robert didnt feel comfortable talking about sex with her but tried to find other ways in hinting around and finding out more.***Three weeks had passed and Robert had been picking up Megan at her house every morning and they shared a ride down town to their office. Robert had informed her that morning that he was making her his partner and they were planning on taking a long lunch that day to celebrate.It had been another three weeks of the same old routine with Rick and Megan did her best to try and cop with her loneliness and frustration. Robert wanted to take Megan to a special place to eat lunch that day which was across town near where Megans husbands office was located. Megan had worn the same green dress she wore the day of her interview which she liked to wear and one of the dresses that Robert made the most compliments on the past four months.It was a fifteen minute drive to get to the restaurant and Megan felt good about her new partnership with Robert as they walked into the front door and waited to be seated. The waiter walked ahead of them as they walked toward the back of the large building which had two floors that were open to the second floor.They sat down at their table which was located in the back corner but made the entire restaurant in plain view of their table. They ordered and waited for their food to arrive when Megan noticed her husband walking up the stairs behind the waiter. She was about to tell Robert that her husband had walked in when she noticed a blonde woman walking along the side her husband.Megan watched as the waiter seated them on a table along the edge over looking the first floor and Megan could look directly up and could see her husband from her angle. Megan looked over at Robert and said, "My husband just walked in here with a blonde woman and they are sitting right up there." She was careful not to make herself too obvious when she pointed out where they were sitting.Robert looked up and smiled and said, "Do you think you should walk up and say, Hello?" Megan whispered and said, "Shes probably a client and maybe I shouldnt disturb him right now. Besides. I would have to explain whom Im having lunch with."Megan noticed the woman was wearing a tight black dress and watched as the waiter brought their drinks. She kept an eye on them as she ate her lunch and noticed her husband was doing most of the talking as the woman smiled. Robert laughed and said, "Maybe you should walk up there and see who she is before you get the wrong idea." It didnt even take that for Megan to find out something was up when she saw the woman get up out of her chair and stood next to her husband and leaned down to kiss him on the lips.Megan than watched the woman walk back down the stairs and she walked right past them on her way the restroom. Megan looked over toward Robert and said, "Im going to find out who she is."Megan excused herself as she got up and walked back to the ladies room and saw the woman touching up her makeup. Megan walked up next to the woman and said, "I saw you walk in with that handsome guy and thought he had done some accounting for our company in the past. Is his name John by any chance?"The woman responded as she applied her lipstick and said, "No. Hes my boyfriend and his name isnt John. Sorry." Megan could have choked the woman as she stood in front of that mirror. She at least wanted to ask her more about, "Her boyfriend" but decided to wait.Megan replied and said, "Sorry. I must have mistaken him for someone else." Megan than said, "Im Megan and I work for Smith Insurance on the other end of town and I didnt get your name?"The blonde woman stopped what she was doing and looked back at Megan and said, "Sue." Megan was determined to learn more about her and asked. "Do you work around here?"Sue looked over at Megan again and hesitated before saying. "We work together across the street." Megan pushed it further to the edge and said, "I bet that guy is hot in bed?"Sue looked over at Megan but didnt respond to her question when Megan turned to walk out and with a smirk said, "Good luck."Megan walked back out and sat with Robert and looked up at where her husband was sitting and saw he dialing his cell phone. Just a few second later, Megans cell phone rang and Megan picked it up and looked over at Robert and said, "Its my husband."Megan answered her phone and said, "Hello." Rick said "Honey. Ill be working late again tonight, you may just want to eat without me tonight and Ill see you when I get home." Megan replied, "Oh. Are you meeting with clients again?" Rick said, "Yes. Im with one of them right now and have to go." Megan responded and said, "OK. Ill see you when you come home."Megan hung up the phone and looked over at Robert and said, "That Bastard just lied to me."They both watched as Sue walked past their table and back up the stairs and kissed Rick when she reached the table.Megan told Robert what Sue had said to her in the ladies room and Robert could see how hurt Megan was and tried to comfort her. Robert said, "Maybe you should go up and confront them both and catch them in their own game."Megan replied, "Im going to wait and let him hang himself. If I go up and confront him now, hell just have some excuse for her."They finished their lunch and left and as they walked out the front door, Megan looked back and saw her husband holding hands with that woman.Megan had tears in her eyes as they drove back to the office and Robert said, "Maybe we should close up the office early today and Ill drive you back home." Megan wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "No. I want to be with you this afternoon. Im afraid Ill just go home and get more upset."Robert replied, "OK. I understand how you feel because Ive been there and it hurts. Maybe you can talk to him when he comes home tonight. Try and get it all out in the open." Megan put her hand on his arm and said, "Thank you for being so kind and understanding."Megan could feel the stress building up the rest of the afternoon at work. How could she have been so stupid over these past few months and let this get out of control? Obviously, Rick had been seeing this woman for sometime because he had lost interest in sex several months ago. The more Megan thought about the situation, the more angry she became. It was a mixture of anger and hurting inside and confusionRobert was very understanding and took care of most of the clients that afternoon and when they were almost finished for the day, he sat down with her and said, "Would you like to stop for a drink after work tonight? I think we could both use a drink before we depart for the evening."Megan replied, "No thanks." Megan hesitated and said, "I changed my mind. I think Ill take you up on that drink. I need someone to talk with tonight." Robert replied, "Good. Im so glad you changed your mind. I think I need someone to talk to just as well tonight." Megan said, "If you could stop at my house first tonight and let me change into something comfortable to wear before we go out." Robert replied, "Id be happy to."Robert and Megan arrived at Megans house later that afternoon as Megan said, "Make yourself at home while I change." Robert looked around and saw a bar in the family room and said, "You have a nice bar. Do you keep it stocked?" Megan replied, "Sure. Help yourself to whatever you like. Ill be out in a few moments."Megan walked out a few minutes later wearing a different green dress. This one was much more revealing than the green dress she wore to work on occasion. It had thin shoulder straps and exposed half of her tits just above her nipples and was very tight and enhanced every curve of her body.Robert smiled and had made her a drink and said, "You look absolutely stunning wearing that beautiful dress." Megan took a sip of the drink Robert had mixed her and walked up near Robert and said, "Im going to need to drink more of these myself tonight."Robert thought to himself how attractive this woman is and how he couldnt understand why her husband would want to cheat on her.After having a couple drinks, Robert took her to a club and after dinner they sat listening to a jazz band while they spent time talking. A real band came in later that evening and Robert asked her to dance as they took to the dance floor with several other couples. After several songs the band said they were going to something slower for those lovers that requested it and Robert had hesitated about staying on the dance floor but stayed as he took Megan into his arms. This had been the first contact he had with this beautiful woman since she walked into his office a few short weeks ago. Megan rested her head against Roberts shoulder and Robert knew she was thinking about her husband and felt sorry for her. Robert wasnt sure if she wanted to continue the dance and said, "Megan. Would you like to set this one out?"Megan responded, "I feel fine. I was just thinking to myself but Id like to continue to dance." The band moved into its second slow song as they continued to dance and Robert could feel Megans fingers as they massaged his back as he held her tight. Robert said, "I use to take my ex-wife out dancing all the time and this reminds me of those moments we had on the dance floor."Robert felt her body as it seemed to melt into his chest and knew she wanted to be here with him at the moment. Robert made a brave move and kissed the tip of her head and held her even tighter as they danced.Robert lowered his hands to her lower waist as they swayed to the music and leaned his back and said, "Youre such a wonderful woman and Im so glad you came into my office that day and I hired you."Megan replied, "Thank you. Im so glad we met and happy that you hired me as your partner and dont know how to thank you." Megan stretched up and kissed him on the cheek as they finished their dance that evening.Robert dropped Megan off that night around ten and when they approached the driveway they spotted Ricks car sitting there. Megan thanked Robert for the lovely evening and said she would be all right and as she opened the door she turned and waived at Robert as he drove away from the house.Megan walked into the house and found her husband asleep on the sofa and slammed her purse down on the table which woke him up. Rick looked over at his wife and said, "Where have you been tonight?" Megan replied, "Never mind where Ive been tonight, tell me about this whore Sue you were at lunch with this afternoon?" Rick said, "Who is Sue? I dont know who your talking about." Megan walked around in front of her husband and said, "Dont lie to me, I talked to Sue myself and she admitted to me that you were her boyfriend."Rick sort of laughed and said, "Oh. That Sue. She works at my office and I was just having lunch with her." Megan replied, "I bet you had more than lunch with her, as a matter of fact I think she is the reason why youve been late all these nights for the past several months and Im tired of it."Rick than said something she didnt expect him to say as he replied, "OK. We had a little fling but its over and Im sorry and I promise it wont ever happen again" Megan stood there looking at her husband in disbelief and knew that he had been drinking tonight as she replied, "I want you out of this house tonight. I dont even want you here with me right now."Megan started to cry as her husband stood up and tried to put his hands on her shoulders for comfort when she said, "Get away from me." Ricks voice got louder as he said, "Who were you with tonight?" Megan was crying but didnt want to lie and said, "That was my new boss and its none of your business right now to know anything else about him."Rick stood there and said, "So. You went out and got a job without even asking my opinion. You go out with this guy behind my back." Megan didnt let him go any further and said, "You got your nerve to even say that to me. You went out and got yourself some slut at work to fuck and you didnt even tell ME!"Megan looked at him as if she were going to choke him and said, "You really have your nerve to even ask me that question. Now. I want you to get your clothes and get out of here."Rick walked away and got some of his things out of the bedroom and left as the door slammed as he drove off leaving Megan crying. Rick came back early the next morning and cleaned out more of his things without saying a word to Megan as she dressed for work and she didnt say anything to him as well.Six weeks had passed since they had that argument and Rick had got himself a small apartment a couple blocks from there house on a short term lease until his wife had time to cool down. He was really sorry to have hurt her and sorry about his affair with Sue and knew how wrong he had been in doing so. Megan had been a wonderful wife to him and wished he could take it all back and start fresh but figured he would just have to give her more time.Megan spent those six weeks learning to manage her home and her new job with Robert as co-manager and they even hired two other people in those six weeks. Robert and Megan had discussed her relationship with her husband many times at lunch and Megan still wasnt sure if divorce was the answer at this time.***One Friday Megan invited Robert to dinner and asked if he could be at her house that evening around six. Robert didnt know that she had prepared dinner at her house when he arrived and was surprised to find the dinning room table neatly set with candles. He had arrived with roses in his hand and Megan placed them in a vase on the center of the dinning room table.After dinner Megan had cleared the table and put everything in the dish washer as Robert helped and looked over at him and laughed as she said, "We work as a good team with just about everything. Dont we?"Robert laughed as he replied, "You are right. Youre a very talented woman and dinner was just wonderful."Megan smiled as she finished by turning on the dish washer and said, "Why dont you sit down out by the pool and Ill get us a couple drinks and come out?" Robert smiled as he walked out by the pool and sat on a love seat and watched as the Sun dropped below the trees in the distance and waited for Megan.Robert sat waiting a few minutes when the pool lights came on and the door slid open and Megan walked out with tow drinks and a tray with two glasses, an ice bucket and a bottle of wine.Megan also had changed her clothes and she now wore a red silk robe that was tied tight around her waist. Megan smiled and poured them some wine and gave Robert his glass as he asked. "Your dress was so pretty, why did you change into your robe?"Megan replied, "I have this nice pool sitting here and nobody has been swimming in it these last few weeks and thought we might go for a swim this evening." Megan went on to say. "There is a swim suite that you can wear laying out on my bed if you would like to change out of your clothes."Robert sat his drink down and followed Megan into the bedroom as she shut the door and left him change out of his things. She had put the suit and a robe and towels on the bed for him as he took his things off and laid them on a chair next to the bed. The suit was tight but Robert got into it as he thought it must have belonged to her husband as he tucked his cock inside and slipped the robe onto his shoulders and walked back out to the pool with the towels in his hands.Robert saw Megan walking his way near the pool with a drink in her hand as she said, "I see that you were able to get in that suite. My husband is smaller than you and I wasnt sure if you could get into it." Robert smiled and watched Megan as she stood next to him in a black bikini that barely covered her tits and the bottom wasnt much more than a thong.Megan stopped in front of him and turned around in a circle and said, "How do you like my new swim suit?" Robert smiled and replied, "The swim suite is nice but youre more beautiful than I ever imagined and you wear it very well."Megan smiled as she sat her drink down on the table and took Robert by the hand and walked toward the pool steps. Robert laughed as Megan gently put her foot in the water and splashed his legs as she let go of his had and walked into the water. Megan said, "Come on in the water its actually very warm."Megan ducked under the water at the deep end as Robert walked down the steps and slowly walked halfway out to where Megan had popped up out of the water and said, "Im adjusting to the water temperature so youll have to give me a moment."Megan splashed more water his way as she ducked back under the water and came up next to him clearing the water from her mouth and playfully splashed him again and said, "Follow me."Megan dove under the water and again and Robert followed this time and they both came up on the deepest end. Megans top had unsnapped under the water and when she noticed she held up the front of her top and started to laugh. When Robert saw what, she was laughing about, he laughed and said, "Let me get that clasp for you."Megan turned her back toward Robert as he took a hold of the clasp and tried to hook it together when it broke and he stretched his hand out over her shoulder so she could see what had happened. Megan turned around as she tossed the bra top up by the chairs and laughed and said, "What the heck, I might as well go topless in my own pool."Robert looked stunned as he glared down at Megans tits as she ducked under the water again and came up in the deep end again and said, "Come on Robert, your not going to let me frighten you like this. Are you?"Robert ducked under the water and came up next to her as he still stared at her tits and said, "See. You didnt need that suit to make yourself look beautiful." Robert watched as Megan surprised him again and slipped out of her bikini bottom and through it up by the chairs next to her top and said, "OK. Im I still as beautiful as you thought?"Robert replied, "Youll always be a beautiful woman to me." Megan smiled as she swam over toward Robert and said, "Come on, its your turn now."Robert smiled at Megan when she indicated that she wanted him to take his suite off. He knew she had been under a lot of stress and seemed to be acting much different from the Megan he knew but he gently pulled his suit off and through it up next to the chairs along side Megans and said, "Hows that?"Megan got up out of the water and grabbed their glasses and walked back into the pool and waited for Robert to swim back toward her. Megan had been very bold in taking her suit tonight as she held out the glass for Robert. Megan had never acted in that manor before but she felt some stress that evening and felt like playing with Robert.Robert said, "I think this is a first time for me tonight." Megan replied, "Do you mean that you never went swimming like this before tonight?" Robert said, "Ive done this before its just that I never did it with a married woman before."Megan took another sip of her drink and said, "Its just that I dont really feel like Im married to that jerk right now." Megan was looking down at Roberts cock and starring at it and Robert noticed but tried to ignore it as he sipped his wine.Robert was hard as a rock from being here naked in the pool with this lovely woman and he knew he was rather huge and figured she must be admiring his size and glance down under the water in the direction of her pussy.Megan giggled when she saw Robert looking toward her pussy mound and walked up a few feet to shallow water and exposed her shaved mound and said, "I trimmed off all of my hair so you cant tell if Im a natural redhead."Robert laughed and said, "There must be one or two of them down there that you missed." Robert couldnt believe he was standing in this pool naked with his beautiful business partner and talking about shaved pussy.Megan walked next to Robert in the water until she was just inches away from him and said, "You can trust me. Im a natural redhead."Robert moved his legs in the water and his cock brushed up against her leg and Megan said, "Oh. I think you just poked me in the leg with your cock." Megan reached over to the side of the pool and sat her drink down and took a hold of Robert's shoulders and stretched up to kiss him. Robert kissed her back as he sat his glass down along the side hers and put his arms around her.Megan pushed her tits into his chest as they continued to kiss and Robert slid his hands down and cupped her ass in his hands as they broke the kiss long enough for him to say. "I wanted to kiss you for a very long time." Than locked his lips back on hers and kissed her passionately as she reached down in front of them to take a hold of his cock.Megan began to stroke his cock but couldnt get her fingers completely around its huge thickness as they continued to kiss. Robert wanted to suck on her tits so badly but they were limited to what they could do out in the pool so he said, "Why dont we go back into the house and get more comfortable?"Megan didnt answer but took a hold of Roberts hand as she walked him back into the house. She picked up the towels on the way inside and began to dry him off while he did the same to her.Megan than put her arms around Robert and began to kiss him again running her tongue deep inside his mouth as she rotated her hips making his cock rub her bare pussy mound.Megan was horny because it had been several months since she had been fucked and couldnt wait until Robert was deep inside her pussy. Megan had never been fucked by a black man as sheBacked him up against the bed and pushed him down. She was being the aggressor as she lay on top of him and continued their kiss.Megan than slid her body down as she kissed his neck than worked her way down his chest and gave the head of his cock a gentle kiss than giving it a lick with her tongue. Megan than opened her mouth and took his cock inside her mouth and slowly lowered her head all the way down until his pubic hair was touching her face.Megan had always been good deep-throating her husband as she held it in her throat for a second longer before choking than slowly lifted her face back off his cock than looked at Roberts face as he laid back enjoying the pleasure she was giving him.Morgan twisted around so her pussy was laying above Roberts face as she took his cock inside her mouth again and began to lick around its side than back up to its head. Robert began to lick her pussy running his tongue deep inside as she arched her back pushing her pussy down into his mouth.Roberts hands were holding onto her waist as she began to squirm around on top of his face as his tongue worked its way inside her pussy. Megan was working her mouth around his cock as she sucked him deep inside her mouth until she lifted up and turned around and gave him another kiss before moving up over his head and let her tits hang down in front of his mouth as he took one of them into his mouth and began to suck.Megan said, "Thats it. Suck my tits for me." Megan rotated her ass around until she straddled his body and took hold of his cock and placed its large head against her bare pussy. Megan moved her ass slightly letting the head lodge inside her pussy and rotated her ass again until an inch disappeared inside her.Robert was still sucking on her tits as he reached down and took hold of her hips to help steady her weight as she slid more of his cock down inside her pussy. Robert thought about a rubber but figured she must be on the pill because she didnt mention anything to him.Megan had several inches of Roberts cock inside her pussy now as she placed her hands on his chest and began to move herself up and down his large black cock. Megan moaned as Robert started to arch up sending more of his cock inside her pussy.Megans tits were hanging down in Roberts face as he licked each tit with each downward stroke that Megan made above him. Robert could feel her pussy as it clamped down on his cock.Robert moaned and said, "Thats it. Ride that big black cock. Shake that little white ass for me."Megan was working her ass around above him as she panted and moaned and said, "Oh Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."Robert grabbed a hold of Megans ass and rolled her over until she was now laying on her back with him on top. Robert was able to stay inside her without losing a stroke as he continued to fuck her pussy. Robert was enjoying the way her pussy was squeezing his cock as she locked her legs around the back of his ass.Megan put her arms around his shoulders as Robert began to kiss her again keeping up his slow steady pace with his cock inside her pussy. Megan said, "Your cock feels so good inside me. Its been so long for me and I needed it badly."Robert replied, "Your pussy is so tight. I might keep it inside your pussy until morning." Robert felt her tighten again as he finished his sentence and moaned as he continued to push his cock into her pussy.Megans pussy was soaking wet as it gripped his cock as she tilted her head in order to kiss him again. Robert pushed his tongue inside her mouth as her body started to tremble from the excitement. Megans whole body began to quiver as she broke the kiss to say. "Im going to cum. Oh Yeah. Keep fucking me. God. Yes. Im cumming." Her legs began to buck as she shivered and dug her nails into Roberts back as she reached her orgasm.Megans pussy was clamped around Roberts cock like a vise as he continued to fuck her as her body trembled from her orgasm.Robert was enjoying fucking this beautiful white woman as he glanced down to look at her tits and the contrast of her pale skin against his jet black skin. Robert held onto her again as he flipped her over on top of him again making sure his cock didnt get dislodged from her pussy.Megan was still breathing hard from her orgasm as Robert put his hands on her ass and gripped her tight as he began to move Megan up and down his thick shaft. Megans bent down and kissed him on the lips with an open mouth kiss and Robert said, "You like that black cock dont you?" Megan responded and said, "Oh Yeah. Keep fucking me. I love it inside my pussy."Robert felt he could hold back just a little longer and wanted to enjoy their first mating as much as possible and lifted her body forward letting his cock dislodge from her pussy. Megan said, "Oh God. No. Dont take it out."Robert replied, "Dont worry. I want to give you a special treat with my tongue." Robert pulled her forward until she straddled her legs on each side of his upper chest as he held her ass in his hands to help guide her onto his face.Robert didnt waste anytime dipping his tongue inside her pussy which was wet from her orgasm and began to lick around as deep as he could until he could hear her start to moan.Megans ass rotated around his face as he buried his tongue deep inside her pussy. Robert began to work his tongue against her clitoris as she began to shiver again. Robert reached up to massage her tits as her body swayed with his tongue deep inside her pussy.Megans body began to shake more as Robert continued to circle his tongue around her clitoris.His hands held her by her waist now as she began to cum again as she said, "Oh God. Yes. Oh Yeah. Oh. Robert. Oh God. Youre tongue. Oh Uh. Yes."Robert considered himself an expert with his tongue as he continued to flicker it against her clitoris as her orgasm began to weaken. Once Megans body stopped quivering, Robert stopped moving his tongue and gave her pussy a few more kisses before turning her over onto her back again on the bed.Robert didnt waste anytime reinserting his thick cock inside her pussy as she arched her legs up and helped him mount her again. He was able push himself all the way inside her pussy because it was so wet and she was beginning to accommodate him more easily this time.Megan wrapped her legs back around him as she dug her heels into his ass and said, "Dont leave me again. I want you to stay with me all night tonight."Robert gave her an open mouth kiss and said, "Ill stay here with you as long as you want." He began to fuck her again as her pussy made sucking sounds each time he pushed inside her pussy.Megan dug her nails into Roberts back again as she held onto him as tight as she could. Robert continued to kiss her lips as he sent his cock inside her with more force each time. He knew he was going to cum soon as he felt his cum building up inside him.Robert continued to push his cock inside her as his own orgasm began to and he pushed inside her deep and hard as his cock spewed its seed deep inside her pussy. Robert was experiencing so much pleasure that he barely noticed that Megans body had began to quiver again as she too had another orgasm just as his cock was spurting its last amounts of seed into her belly.They both moaned and yelled out as they finished their orgasms and within seconds were laying on the bed with Roberts cock deep inside her pussy. He was still hard as he slowly withdrawal his cock from the warmth of Megans pussy.Robert lifted his tall frame off her tiny body as his cock slowly slipped from the confines of her pussy. He glanced down to watch as his cock slipped out and her pussy lips closed and could see a glimpse of his cum seeping from inside her pussy.Robert looked down the crack of her ass and saw his cum slowly leaking from her pussy and leaving a small puddle on the bed below. He climbed up next to her on the bed and gave her a kiss on the lips and said, "Youre a wonderful lover."Megan lifted up and kissed him back and said, "Youre a very talented man and I think I should keep you around here." Megan laid her head near his chest and Robert put his arm around her as they both fell asleep totally exhausted.END(You can visit my web site if you would like to learn more about me at. www.karenkayonline.com ) |
beckys.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/10/beckys.txt | We were getting ready to go to a party at his bosss house. I was trying on a few outfits and as usual David was pressing me to wear something sexy. He was lying on the bed naked and I began teasing him a little as I changed outfits. I was feeling a little bit horny and was encouraged when I saw his cock move and thicken slightly as I peeled off a blouse. I slipped out of my bra and panties and snuggled in next to him. I began kissing him. My tongue swished into his mouth and demanded attention. I love deep wet tongue kisses and soon had his tongue responding to my demands. I have small breasts but quite firm with small nipples that become quite hard when excited. I rolled on top of him and rubbed my hard tits against his chest as we kissed long and deep. My thigh rode against his cock. I felt it, semi-soft at first, squeezed against my warm flesh.I continued kissing him and gently rubbed my thigh into his cock, pressing his meat between my thigh and his. He began to stiffen; I could feel his cock move as it became erect. He pulled me up so that my tits were available for his mouth. As he began softly chewing on my nipples, I caressed his now hard cock with my leg. As I did this, I also managed to rub my cunt up and down his hipbone.I pushed my tits away from his nibbling lips, pushed my body down so that my pussy met his hard cock. Sitting up, astride his body, I reached down to direct his hard cock into my pussy. The rubbing had made my juices flow and I was quite wet. I rubbed the head of his cock up and down my wet slit pressing it against my still little clit on each rub. When he felt the head of his cock meet the moist lips of my cunt he pushed up. His cock quickly buried in the wet tunnel. We fell into a practiced rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of my cunt, his hands now massaging my hard nipples.I bent forward and once again buried my tongue in his mouth. Sloppy and wet, my tongue fucked in and out of his mouth as his cock fucked in and out of my cunt. I moved my kisses down his neck, then nibbled on his nipples. His hands gently pressed me downward. His cock plopped out of my pussy and I felt the wet hardness drag across my tummy as he forced my lips downward. My lips met the sticky wet head of his cock. My tongue licked around the crown, tasting my cunt juice on his shaft. Opening my mouth, I sucked in the warm meat, licking it round and round. Cupping his balls in my hand, I buried his shaft deep in my throat. Then I brought my mouth up the shaft, letting my tongue dance over the ridges. It wasnt long before I felt his balls tense, then felt the warm cum shoot into my mouth. I swallowed quickly as each little burst of cum pumped out.His cock softened and I moved up kissing my way back to his face. Then as usual, when I got to his lips, he turned away.Thats when it happened, I finally got pissedGoddamn it David! You do that all the time. Its your damn cum in my mouth. Its not going to kill you to kiss me. Shit!Becky, Becky. Take it easy. Its not that. Well not exactly. I mean I just dont feel like kissing afterwards, thats all.Bullshit! I do all kinds of shit for you. Just to please you. You think shaving my pussy is my idea? You think I like that damn itching when it grows back? You think I like that damn push up bra that bites into my tits? Hah! You think I like sucking cock?Well, actually I do like sucking cock, but damn if I would admit it to him. And on it went for a half-hour or more. We finally stopped battling and went to the party. ***I guess I didnt realize how angry I was but a few drinks into the party I found I was still fuming. Then Daves boss came nosing around. Hes always after me and Dave just laughs it off and says be nice. It didnt take too long before Mr. Barns is asking me to dance and Im out on the floor with his hand on my ass doing a slow dance. But tonight I figure what the hell, give the old fart a treat. So I let him pull my ass forcing my cunt hard against his crotch. I lean into him and give him the full benefit of my little b-cup tits. Hes a little more drunk than I am but I soon feel the bulge in his pants.He makes a few suggestive remarks about how hot I am. Thats when the alcohol in my brain makes contact with the spite in my heart. Thats when I decide its time for a little revenge. Damn Becky, you dont know how much Ive looked forward to a chance to dance with you. Oh, I think Im getting a feeling of how much you enjoy dancing, I giggled into his ear. To make sure he understands, I push myself hard against the stiff cock in his pants. I see him looking around to see if anyone is watching us. I saw your wife out on the patio and Davids busy talking over there, if thats who youre looking for.His face flushes slightly and he moves away from me just a bit. Ah, uh, no. Just seems a little to open here for us to be...er, so close.Thats OK, its just that youre such a good dancer. Anyway, Im kinda feeling to warm and I got to go pee. Maybe you can show me where a bathroom is and someplace cool.As soon as we were out of the room and walking down the hallway he slipped his arm around my waist then slid his hand down onto my ass. Becky, youre so solid. You must workout everyday. His hand pressed into the crack of my ass, squeezing one cheek of my butt, his little finger digging deeper into me.Paul! Stop that. Youre making me awfully horny. What if someone sees us? At the entrance to the bathroom I reach down and rub the hard lump in his pants, ummm, and you seem pretty solid yourself.Oh, Jesus, you really are a hot little girl. as he pushed me into the bathroom, closing the door behind us. His hand pulled my dress up enough to allow him to rub my pussy through my panties. He began kissing me. I rubbed and pushed his hard cock forcing it over to one side. I could now rub the length of it through his pants, could feel the short shaft and the wide head. He was panting now, almost shaking. Oh shit, oh god. Take my cock out. Lets do it. Now. Right here. Your pussy feels so hot Ive just got to get in you.I cant. as I found his zipper. I really want to, but I just think fucking would be unfair to David.Shit Becky, people do it all the time. Cmon, your cunt is so wet and hot. His finger was now past my panties and plunging in and out of my cunt. I worked his cock out of his pants. I looked down at it as I wrapped my hand around it. It was not very long but had a very large mushroom shaped head. It was oozing pre-cum. I rubbed my thumb over the piss hole, then stroked the pre-cum around the fat head. I slipped my finger along the ridge of the head. It was very high. Oh Paul, its so big and hard. I really wish I could feel that big thick head pushing into my wet pussy.Ohhh, oh shit. Do it Becky. Please. I thought he was going to cum right there.How about if I just suck it for you? Oh damn, anything hon. Yes! Suck it!I kneeled down, stuck my tongue out to taste the tip of his cock. As soon as my lips were close to his warm meat, he lurched forward with his hands on the back of my head. His cock rammed into my mouth. I cradled his balls in one hand and could feel the tension. He was close. I bobbed my head back and forth, running his cock in and out of my tight lips. My tongue swirled around the head of his cock. Then bang! I felt the warm fluid squirt into my mouth. One squirt, two squirts. Not much. I sucked and licked the last drops from his cock, swirling the warm cum around my mouth before I swallowed it.I stood, pulled my dress down, glanced in the mirror to see if I looked OK. Mr. Barns collapsed on the toilet, a groan of pleasure. Damn, you're good. Maybe we can have lunch next week.No! No I cant do that. I never cheated before and I shouldnt have now. I mean, it was nice but I cant do this again. I rushed out of the bathroom. Hurried back to find David still talking.Hi honey. Still talking that boring talk? Give me a dance lover. I pulled him onto the floor, wrapped my arms around him, and gave him a big wet kiss. Yes! Buried my tongue in his mouth. Sucked his tongue back into mine. Becky, youve been drinking too much. I can smell the booze on our breath.Oh hon, just cause I feel like kissing my hubby doesnt mean Im drunk. I kissed him again, working my tongue in and out of his mouth. I was enjoying knowing that I had just sucked a cock and now he was kissing me. It felt even better than I'd imagined. The only thing missing was that he didnt even notice. I decided that maybe he needed a second shot.This time I did the choosing. I noticed a nice looking guy standing by himself at the punch bowl.Hi, are you serving punch?Huh, oh yeah, I guess so since Im standing here. he laughed. I was just looking for a friendly face. I just started working for the company, so dont know to many people.Well, Im Becky. My husband David over there has been with them for three years. But hes too busy talking shop to dance with me.Do you think hed be upset if I asked you to dance? I could see his eyes wander over my body, checking out the cleavage my push-up bra gave me. He doesnt care, probably forgotten I came with him. Let me down this drink.As we began to dance, he was cautious, not pressing too closely, making small talk. As he spoke I noticed his eyes looked past my face down into my dress at my tits. You know, Im sort of flattered. I looked up coyly.What do you mean?Well, uh...never mind. Its embarrassing.No, no. Please. Im very understanding. Why should you be embarrassed?Well, Im just flattered that I notice you admiring my breasts. Ive always hated being so small.Yikes! Now Im the one whos embarrassed. I didnt mean to be so obvious. Becky, your breasts certainly dont look small to me. They're just about perfect.Yeah, thanks to this push-up bra. It helps but the damn thing bites me sometimes. I laughed up at him, as he now made no attempt to hide his gaze at my tits. Also I felt him pull closer to me, well at least his crotch now pressed into me. Is anyone looking?No, why?I just need to push this bra down a bit. I slipped my hand into my top, pulled the dress and cup away from my tit pretending to adjust it. I cupped my tit in my hand, my nipple clearly in view. I looked up to see his eyes taking in the view of my round breast and hard nipple. I massaged my tit a little before removing my hand. Now thats embarrassing. You men just dont appreciate what we women go through to look nice for you.This little show worked wonders for his cock. I felt the soft member harden in his pants. He pressed into me gently. I returned the pressure. Oh my, did I do that?Becky, you know damn well you did that. Forgive me, but you know its really not fair to get a guy so damned hard when he knows that it wont do him any good.Im sorry. Youre right. I guess Ive had a little too much to drink and am getting a little silly. If its any consolation, youre having the same effect on me. God my nipples are so hard right now. Im just wondering if youre as big as you feel.Becky, dont be a tease... Lets find a quiet place and do what we both want.No. I cant. I really cant. Dave and I promised each other that we wouldnt have sex with anyone else. But I do have to pee. How about walking me down to the bathroom.There I was on my second trip to the bathroom. I was beginning to enjoy this little charade. Poor Tom was being the gentleman. He didnt put his arm around me, didnt grab my ass. The poor fool really believed my innocent story. Id feel a little worse about this except Im sure that a good looking guy like you gets plenty of women.Thanks, wish it were true. I guess Im a little bit too shy. Id still be standing by that punch bowl if you hadnt come along.Oh poor baby. I pulled his face down and kissed his cheek, then hugged him, pulling his face onto my tits. I gently rocked my tits back and forth against his face. When I released him, I looked at his crotch, which once again was bulging out. Oh sweetie, look at what Ive done again. Maybe I can just rub it for you a little, will that help?He was wearing light tan pants. I could see the outline of his cock very clearly. My fingers traced around the outline of his shaft then felt the head. I rubbed my index finger around the head as he groaned. Soon a wet spot formed on his pants at the tip of his cock. His pre-cum was seeping through.Oh dammit. Youre driving me nuts, you know that dont you. as he started rubbing the tops of my tits. He worked his hand inside my bra. His fingers found my nipple. God youve got nice nipples. as he pinched the nipple hard, very hard, between his finger and thumb. Maybe I can just suck you. That wont be like fucking so maybe that will be OK. Do you want that? I asked.I pulled him into the bathroom, his hand still inside my bra, still squeezing my tit. I undid his belt, unsnapped his pants, and pulled down the zipper. As his pants opened up I saw a mass of black hair; he didnt have undershorts. No wonder his cock stood out so clearly. I spread his pants open slowly revealing his shaft pressed over to the side. Then I pulled down his pants, freeing the hard meat. It sprang out then bobbed up and down. His cock was a little bit larger than Davids. My hand fit nicely around it, leaving a nice mouthful at the end. His balls were huge; they hung down and swayed as I pumped his cock slowly. I squeezed the shaft and watched as the head turned a more purple color. A drop of pre-cum formed and I licked it off. Then I began a slow, strong sucking. At first I just worked on the head while my hand stroked his shaft, feeling the veins pulsing. I twisted the tip of my tongue into the piss hole, then worked my tongue around the head. He had both hands pushing into my bra, massaging my tits. My dress and bra were forced down until my tits were free. I felt them fall free of the clothing and moaned softly as he pulled my nipples, stretching my tits outward.I released my grip on his cock, reached around and grabbed his ass. My fingers spread his ass cheeks as I drew him into my mouth. I began sucking him harder as he fucked my face. I pushed one finger into his asshole and slowly finger fucked his ass. I was aware of how hot his cock felt in my mouth. I savored the taste of the pre-cum that I was sucking from him. His ass tightened. His asshole squeezed my finger. He groaned and began cumming in my mouth. The first load was large, shooting against my throat. I grabbed his cock again and began jerking him off as I sucked. He shot another spurt into my mouth. Then again and again. I held his cum in my mouth for awhile, swished it around to make sure my whole mouth was coated with his cum. Then I had to swallow.He looked a little confused when I hurriedly straightened my clothes, pushed my tits back into my bra and darted out. There was no time to waste on him; I wanted my darling Dave, NOW.I found Dave standing with another man in conversation. Hi baby, this is really turning out to be a fun party. as I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a nice wet kiss. He automatically responded to my tongue in his mouth by returning a deep french kiss to me. I held him and continued kissing him, forcing the taste of Tom into him. Jesus Becky, slow down. What the hell have you been drinking, your mouth tastes of bad booze. I loved it! Damn, I loved it! But I shouldnt have swallowed the cum. I should have saved it. I should have brought him a nice mouthful of cum. Well maybe next time. Maybe? Ha! Well see. The End[If you enjoyed this story and would like to say thanks - then please do. Or if you have had similar experiences, Id love to hear of them. Id also be interested in your gender and age (20s 30s etc.). If you care to tell me what you enjoy it will help me decide what topics to work on in the future.]Write to [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of thehands of children. They should be outside playing in thesun, not thinking about adult situations. Do your partto make our world a little safer.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 10 |
pauls.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/pauls.txt | My name is Ben. My friend Paul has a gorgeous wife named Wendy. She's 5'6" - 130 lbs with big, firm tits and a great ass.Last week I was at their home for a barbeque and when I went into the kitchen to get another beer she suddenly appeared and asked me to follow her, that she had a surprise for me.I did as she asked and soon found myself in a spare bedroom. She quickly closed and locked the door and then grabbed my crotch and said, "I hear you've got a nice dick." Then she quickly unzipped my pants and reached inside and pulled out my cock. It wasn't hard yet, of course, but it was beginning to get hard. She gave it a few strokes and whispered, "I love big cocks like yours." Then she just knelt and took it in her mouth... her tongue swirling around my cockhead before she slowly went down on me... taking inch after inch of my now stiff dick into her warm, wet mouth... sucking back up to the head and then going down again... over and over... moaning as she sucked me.I knew I wouldn't last long and, sure enough, I felt my balls erupting and told her I was going to cum. She just mumbled something and kept sucking... her fingers fondling my aching balls. That did it. I held her head in my other hand and pulled her all the way down on my cock as it suddenly began spurting long strands of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged twice but kept on sucking until I was dry. Then she pulled back and stood up. Smiling, she said, "Thanks, Ben," and left me alone in the room. END |
workstress.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/workstress.txt | "Welcome aboard John," the man said, extending his hand out for a shake."Thanks Mr. Johnson," John replied.It had been a typical first day on the job for John -- boring training videos and even more boring discussions about the company policies and procedures. Even the lady who was doing the orientation told them up front it was going to be boring, but she had to do it anyway. She would do silly things to try to make it all interesting, even slipping everyone some candy here and there. Towards the end of the morning, the training came to a close and the manager, Mr. Johnson, arrived to give his speech. Not a speech exactly, but more the "welcome to the team" stuff that managers always seem to do. In the middle of it John wondered how managers were always so peppy all the time. Once the speech was over, everyone else went home, except for John. Someone had called in sick and they asked him if he could start that afternoon. His evening plans had consisted of playing video games and watching porn, so he agreed to stay. The bookstore was rather busy for a weekday, but no one could really figure out why; school was still in session and people were supposed to be working. But the doors kept opening and people kept coming in and spending their money. When John got out to the floor he met with Kathy, his new supervisor. She was in her late 30's, wearing black slacks and a blue blouse. She was nice, if humorless, but she took John under her wing and efficiently showed him the ropes. Within a short time, he found himself in the erotica section re-organizing the books. (Kathy made him do it, honest!). While he was adjusting a full shelf, a few books fell on the floor. As expected, John went to pick them up, but unexpected was the cleavage that he nearly fell into when he crouched down.It was very nice cleavage, contained in a black loose shirt with a deep V-neck. Peeking out of that was a lovely black silky bra, pushing the previously-mentioned cleavage upwards. The surprise of finding said cleavage in front of him threw John off balance. He ended up falling right smack on his butt, looking slightly dazed. The first sound that penetrated his fog was a giggle, so John turned his gaze up and saw raven hair framing a woman's face. Her face was oval, with a soft chin and thin eyelashes. Ocean-colored eyes met below the lashes and her lips were thin but still kissable."You okay?" she said while extending a hand."Yeah, thanks," John said.He took her hand and she helped him to his feet. Introductions were made and she said her name was Vicki. Apparently she had also been called in and was going to be finishing the shift with John. They both just looked at each other for a moment, until a cough from a patron a few aisles over brought them out of their trance.They both laughed a little and then realized that the books were still on the ground, so each bent over and retrieved a couple of the fallen volumes. John looked at his and was intrigued but placed it back on the shelf. Vicki, however, took the book she picked up and was reading the back cover."That is hot," she said as she placed the book back in its home.John began to blush a bit, going back to his work and hoping Vicki wouldn't notice. She did, of course, and chuckled a bit when she saw his reaction.She looked around then whispered in his ear, "Everyone does it and you know it."Before she could say anything else, a young girl came around the corner needing help. Vicki gave a wink and took her by the hand to help her find the children's section. But what she said stuck in John's head, echoing loudly inside his brain. He just stood there for a moment, slightly dumbfounded. He didn't want to read into it, but damn if her sexy voice didn't stir what was inside his pants!"Code 4, all associates Code 4," came a voice over the in-store intercom. With a curse, John made his way to the registers, remembering his fake smile. What that page meant was that everyone who knew how to run a cash register was needed up front. No one had shown him how to do that yet, but he decided to show some initiative. When he got to the front it was crazy; he really didn't know where to jump in, but Kathy saw him and guided him. She thanked him for coming up, and then set him to work bagging books for the customers. She said it would have been grounds for murder to toss him on a register now, and expressed her gratitude again for his coming and helping.The rest of the day was like that, lots of customers everywhere. And it seemed that John volunteered for trouble when he went to the front that first time. After that, every time he would try to get back to his scheduled duties, or find Vicki, he would be paged. Vicki, instead, was the one who found him, twirling her black skirt and adding a wink before slinking off. This aroused John further but he managed to keep his mind on his work, trying to ignore his slowly growing arousal to her.On his breaks and lunch, they seemed to keep missing each other. But whenever they would pass by she would always give him a wink and blow him a kiss. John couldn't believe how she was flirting with him but it was very damn obvious. It had been a while since John had had a girlfriend or had gotten any form of sex (not counting his right hand), so the constant flirting drove John insane. It took him beyond aroused, to flat out horny. But she was always going left when he went right.Before John realized it, it was nearly closing time and there wasn't a customer in the place. He went into the back room, looking for a cart to start picking up the books left behind when he heard something. He slowly and quietly made his way to the back corner of the storage room. He found the source of the sounds and was stunned at the sight.Vicki was on the floor sitting on a gray sweatshirt, leaning against the wall. Her skirt was hiked up around her waist and she had on no panties. Her shirt was pulled up and her bra flipped up as well, freeing both her lovely breasts. Currently her left hand was squeezing her breasts and twisting her left nipple. Her eyes were closed as her right hand was sliding two fingers into her pussy at a quick pace. She squeezed her left tit and twisted the nipple painfully, John thought. But the very sexy moan Vicki let escape her mouth meant that he was wrong.He just stood there watching this, his dick becoming harder in his pants. He wasn't worried about getting busted because to the left of her was a stack of boxes, filled with who knows, what stacked to the ceiling. He just stood there and watched her, slowly rubbing the front of his pants. He looked for the novel of erotica that he figured had gotten her this aroused. But instead he heard her whisper 'oh John' as she moved her left hand to her clit, stimulating it, as well as the fingers already sliding in and out of her pussy.With great reluctance John slipped out of the room, only doing so because he knew she was getting close to her orgasm. But he had to adjust himself before going back onto the floor to make sure everyone didn't get an eyeful. When he came back out Kathy told him to listen to Vicki and do whatever she said. She handed him the keys and he walked her to the door and closed it behind her with a wave. With the door shut and the lights off John went straight toward the backroom, lust boiling over in his mind. But as he rounded a corner almost to the door a pair of hands grabbed him and threw him from behind into a bookshelf. He back slammed against the shelf as Vicki came around to his front and started to kiss him passionately. Their arms were all over each other, feeling and touching. She assaulted his lips, fusing them with hers with all the passion she contained. Tongues darted into each other's mouths, exploring the lust between them. Clothing of both kinds dropped to the floor and within a moment, Vicki was on her knees sucking John's throbbing dick. He looked down and watched Vicki, who turned her eyes up to him while taking his eight inches into her mouth. She took him in deeply, then slowly raked her teeth along the length of his shaft as she slowly pulled away from him. John let out a loud groan as Vicki slid his dick from her mouth, her teeth causing a whirlwind in his already lust-filled mind. She then returned to sucking him, quickly sliding his hardness in and out of her mouth. She grinned around his hard dick, loving the looks of lust that were emerging from John. She took a moment and took her mouth away and just jerked his dick. He grunted and moaned and begged her to keep sucking him. She did, only after taking her nails and gliding them all over his balls and up the bottom of his shaft all the way to his tip."Fuck," John yelled. He had never known anyone so sexy in all his life."Gladly," Vicki says as she gets onto her hands and knees. It took John a second to stop trembling from the blowjob and get his wits about him. He looked and saw Vicki wanting to be fucked, and lowered himself down to his knees behind her. He decided to tease her a bit, and slid a finger inside her. He found that she was sopping wet, and he listened to her as he teased with the finger inside her. He pumped the finger inside her, and then he slid another, and worked both fingers into Vicki. She cried out loudly, grunting and moaning."Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she chants. She feels an orgasm building in her."Take that cock and fuck me John.""No," he says and starts to tongue her pussy. Flicking and licking all over her pussy and finding her clit. He then switches his attention to just her clit, teasing it with fingers and tongue. Rubbing it then flicking his tongue all over it. Vicki starts to say 'fuck me' over and over in a mindless chant. "FUCK!" Vicki yelled. Thomas stopped licking and, with a single thrust, filled Vicki with is throbbing dick. She let out a scream as he grabbed her hips and started to pound her. Their bodies began to sweat just a little. The fucking they were doing would wear anyone out, but they just kept screaming and ramming away. "Use..use me," she started, "I like it rough and dirty."John didn't miss a beat, he just kept ramming her. But then he got an inspiration and slapped her ass. She let out a moan at this, so he did it a bit harder. But still not interrupting his rhythm of working himself into her. The more he slapped her ass the more vocal she would become. Then he reached out and grabbed her hair and carefully pulled on it. All the while he keep his dick filling her pussy, savoring the moment."Oh yeah John, fuck yeah," she exclaimed between thrusts.John didn't know how much longer he was going to last and he told her so. She told him to just fuck, so he kept a grip on her hips and kept thrusting into her. They both went back to moans and grunts, letting themselves go in the moment. The sweat began to build on both of them. Vicki's ass became redder as John kept slapping it; she also loved when he yanked her hair a few times. The first time he did she let him know with a scream that she liked it. So he kept at in between slapping her ass.Then before either knew what happened, they both came at the same time. They barely stayed on their hands and knees as the waves of their orgasms took them, shaking them to the core, but somehow they managed to stay in that position.Once they pulled apart, Vicki stretch out onto her stomach with John coming up next to her."So... how was your first day?" she asked, still slightly out of breath."I think I am going to like working here."END(This is my first story that I have made public. Good or bad please email me at [email protected] and tell me what you think. I hope you all like it!!!) |
mylonelymom.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/mylonelymom.txt | My mom has always seemed to me to be just the sweetest and most beautiful person in the whole world. Unfortunately my Dad was simply an opposite of her: a drunk, mean, mistrustful, dominating bigot. He proclaimed himself a 'self-made man,' someone who had come from a poor background and made riches in construction business. My mom, my elder sister, and me, were totally dominated by my overbearing, control-freak ways. I suppose, in retrospect, it could be said that Mom should have stood up to him, or to have left him, but maybe it really is true that if a person is told enough times that they are valueless then they perceive them self this way? Anyway, Mom's warm, outgoing nature was gradually eroded, and although she was always a kind, loving person, over time she changed into what I wanted her to be: an introvert, ultra conservative type person, whose life merely revolved around the home and pandering to my every whim. My sister and I basically just hated him, but probably, in truth, inherited enough of my confidence, or better put arrogance, not to become worn down by him like Mom. My sister left home to go to University when she was eighteen, and that was pretty much the last any of us saw of her for years. We only heard later that she has married one of her classmates. I was lucky to get a foreign scholarship after my Fsc. Once in the states I concentrated more on my studies than on anything else though I kept in touch with Mom, mainly through phone. Two years later I received the news that my father has passed away due to heart attack. My mom wanted me to attend my funeral but I had no such intention. I pretended that I was busy in my exams so it is not possible for me to return to India. My father's Will was a surprise. Both I and my sister got nothing. Mom got the house and a small pension. The business and the pile of cash in the bank went to... a secret 'second' family'. Yes, the bastard was cheating on Mom for years. My mother rented out the house she got from her husband and went to live with her mother who too was a widow and living alone. It was a good arrangement but only for time being because my grandmother was ill and dying. Meanwhile I started meeting girls or women. I liked a lot of women and a few of them liked me in return. Nothing serious, just partying, having fun. I loved sex and disliked commitment... way it was so I don't know. As I got my degree, I was informed that my grandmother has died. I was asked by mom to come back and live with her. This time I had no excuse but to return. After four years I met my Mom. She came to pick me at airport. I was 23 now and I guessed my mom was 46. Her arse was wider and thighs were fatter but she still was better looking than many women her age. As soon as she saw me I got a hug from her. Her boobs felt nice and squishy on my chest. In past I'd seen Mom naked and in her bra and panties, but there had never been anything sexual. Suddenly she was looking different or gorgeous. She was wearing a black sari that looked nice on her. She had mid length dark brown hair, soft gentle skin with and a set of big black eyes. Her breasts were some of her best physical assets. I noticed that her nipples were protruding against her bra. She had a goddess like ripe figure and it suddenly dawned to me that the ripe mature flesh of a woman is my weakness. "How are you mom?" I asked"I know you are worried about me, but I'm okay."The way she said that I guessed that all was not okay.Once inside the home I sat at the kitchen table talking to mom while she prepared coffee for me. She told me all that happened in my absence like deaths of my father and grandmother. I also came to know that my sister was now in contact with mom and she was still childless. As she lived in another city she would probably come to meet me sometime later. Mom had an old maid to look after the daily house chores but living alone at night was a big problem for her. She told me that she was having bad dreams or sleepless nights for quiet sometime. To overcome her problem she consulted a psychiatrist. He gave her a medicine that makes her unconsciousness for the entire night."You know sometime the maid keep ringing the bell but I keep on sleeping.""You should stop using that medicine Mom." I suggested."...and remain awake or have nightmares?""Nightmares! What sort of nightmares?""We will talk about them later, let's talk about you now.""About me! What?""Are you seeing anyone regularly?" I was, although it was just another fun fling rather than anything serious. "No Mom, you're the only lady in my life," I replied, in a mock serious voice. She then looked deeply into my eyes, as if searching for the answer to an unposed question. She knew me better than any person on this earth and sensing something she looked down to the front of my pants. To my embarrassment there was slight bulge there. "My little boy isn't so little anymore is I?" She said jokingly. In order to make myself comfortable I stood up to pee. I got up and walked to the bathroom. I didn't bother closing the door and saw my mom looking right at me. As soon as I stopped pissing I returned back while zipping up the front of my pants.***I took shower and slept for a while. In the night we had our dinner in a good restaurant. For going out for dinner mom changed into transparent white sari and put on some make-up. I knew she was wearing black or white because of the recent death of her mother but I don't know why her saris were having a strong impact on me.When we returned mom told me that she has arranged for us to sleep in same room though on different beds. It wasn't a bad idea considering she felt frightened alone at night. We both went to our respective beds just after having separate showers. It was sometime later in the night that something brought me back to my senses. Mom was in deep sleep. I got up and looked out of the window. I saw a Bitch and a Dog mating below the shed of a house on the opposite side. After watching them for a while I returned to my bed. The light of night bulb was just enough for me to see mom on the bed. My mom always slept at night with a saree, blouse and petticoat. No undergarments. She was in her transparent white silk saree and wearing white blouse. While looking at her my eyes fell on her chest. Her pallu is off and her blouse was clearly visible with her boobs, her pallu was fallen apart and I found that she is not wearing any bra inside, and while she was breathing her boobs were raising to get bigger. My cock started acting like a donkey. As I was not wearing any underwear it came forward in my pajama. I was real horny now with a strong desire to suck and fuck a woman. Unluckily the only woman in sight was my mom.I bent over and looked straight at her face and realized that she was completely senseless. I saw the opportunity and placed my hand on her soft calves. She didnt make a sound. I decided to touch her breasts when she was sleeping. I thought it was worthwhile to take the chance keeping in mind that she might be unconsciousness due to her drug. I spread my palm and placed it gently over her left breast. The softness, the shapeliness and the warmth of her breast sent a thrill in me. I cupped her breast with my fingers and kept it motionless for a long time enjoying the rise and fall of the breast. She did not move at all so I did the same to her right breast. Next I caressed her soft stomach and rubbed my finger tips over her cute belly button. Now there was no doubt that she was out of her senses completely. I threw off my shirt and dropped my pajama. Soon I was standing over my half naked sleeping mother, butt naked. I was having an even more massive hard on now.I moved closer and rubbed the head of my dick over my mothers soft legs and then I couldnt help myself. I knew I needed to stop but was unable to listen to reason. I climbed on top of the bed with my mother. I lay down behind her facing her back. I placed my arms over her and pressed my hard cock against her ass. I slowly started moving my thigh upwards by rubbing against her thighs. I raised her saree and petticoat over her ass. I looked down at my mother, her bare ass now shown to the world. I wanted to see her naked. I sat on the bed and with my hands raised her saree and petticoat onto her waist. Now her hairy pussy was in front of me. Her pussy was of dark brown color. I just touched the pussy slightly. And believe the area was very warm. As if a heater is placed around at that area. I was surprised at first. Even throughout all this she didnt make a sound. I had to go further. I sat at the foot of the bed looking over my mother. She was even more amazing then I could imagine. Her mound of pubic hair between her legs gave her a very motherly appearance. I knew I had to have her. I shook my mother a little. She was now lying on her back, her legs together. I ran my hands over her smooth belly and up to her firm breasts. They were so soft that I almost came right there. I grabbed my mothers sexy feet and lifted her legs up in the air. I gently spread her legs, giving him a perfect view of her pussy. My dick was hard as a rock and I needed to fuck so badly. I was going to fuck her and I didnt care how much trouble I got in. I bent her knees slightly and set her feet down on the bed softly. I slowly crept closer to her between her legs. If she had the energy to open her eyes she wouldve known exactly what my intentions where. Little did she know her son was completely nude and moving slowly towards her, my dick pointing straight towards her open pussy. I lay down on top of my naked mothers body and my cock pressed into her vagina crevice like a hotdog in a bun. I stayed above her in the push-up position and lodged my cock in her slit. You are about to become a mother-fucker, my conscience warned. Are you sure you want to go through with this? The warning made me pause for a moment, then I answered, Damn right I do, and speared my mothers pussy in one smooth thrust. My fat cock filled the same canal that I had emerged from 23 years before. Her pussy was smooth and silky but much looser than I had thought it would be. She was an older woman and she has had kids, so I dismissed her loose birth canal and slowly penetrated her further. There are not many men who can describe the feel of their mothers cunt around their cock. I suppose it feels like any other cunt - hot, wet, and slick.Huh?Hmm! my mother was coming closer to some consciousness. No matter how much of the sleeping pills she had taken she knew when something was inside her, going deeper into her, looking for her soul. She knew the only other person here was her son. A thought struck to me that mom might get her senses back if I would shoot my semen in her. I pulled my cock immediately out. Got up from the bed and started masturbating myself, though I kept looking at the pussy of my mom. To my good luck Mom has gone back to her sleep. I ejaculated on the bare floor of the room. I was so out of breath I just collapsed. It took a while for me to clean things. I got myself dressed and then I re-arranged the dress of mom.I felt ashamed over the entire act. Everything I did appeared to be foolish and childish. In the end tiredness overtook every other feeling and I fell asleep. I awoke later that morning, I still felt a little drained. I showered and made myself some thing to eat. Mom got up after sometime. I was having Tea in the kitchen when she came in; I was a little nervous. I didn't know if she would remember, what happen last night through her heavy drugged haze. She came up to me, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Morning." "Did you sleep well." My voice broke a little. Mom said, "I had a wonderful sleep. Best ever, I had some interesting dreams too. Those sleeping pills are great." My heart was thundered in my chest. Was she thinking that last night's activities were a dream, good. I was in the clear. Nothing special happened during the day though sight of my mom's bare pussy kept coming to my mind. Mom was her usual cheerful self the entire day. Her depression usually didnt take over until evening. I was very relieved to have gotten away with my first incestuous act.***After having our dinner we went to our shared bedroom. We got a sudden change in weather, the temperature dropped, and a cold freezing rainstorm developed just before our going to bed. It seemed particularly cold. Mom said, "Are you as cold as I am, Honey?" "Sure am," I answered. "Why don't you come to my bed like old times son. This might be good for both of us."God why she wanted me to close to her? I asked myself. I said nothing but the thoughts of last night made me horny. I rose from my bed and quietly went to her bed that was a double. She reached for my arm, and said, "Snuggle up and we can get warm faster." There was no sexual intent, at least not conscious, on my part. As soon as I moved against her back, I got a full hard-on, unmistakably poking where the bottom of her firm ass met the top of her shapely thighs. I pulled beck instinctively, and said, "Sorry, Mom." However, something kindled in this instant - in her and in me as well. She reached around and pulled me back to where I'd been positioned. "Don't be embarrassed, Honey. My little boy is grown up now. It's natural for a male to get hard when he sees some females in pictures, or in person, and particularly when in this kind of contact with a female." she paused and then continued, "The fact that I'm older and your mother doesn't prevent this. We've always been close." I snuggled up close again and wanted to grind against Mom but knew well I couldnt. I held her very close with my arm just under her breasts and wanted so badly to touch them. I didnt dare do it though. I tried to get my mind off of sex but just couldnt. I was aroused and she was aware of it. We remained lying like that for a long time, neither of us saying a word. The tension got to a point where you could almost cut it with a knife. I couldnt stand it anymore so I rolled over flat onto my back and let out a deep sigh. Mom quickly rolled over and asked, Whats wrong Honey? Is something bothering you? No, Im okay Mom, I just needed to shift, and I was getting a cramp. I replied. I couldnt tell her the truth but I think she already knew it. As I rolled over Mom turned and now she was facing me. She put her hand on my chest and couldnt seem to control herself. She looked right in my eyes and said, "I knew what you were doing last night son.""What!" My face was suddenly red."Last night I actually took no sleeping pills.""I-I'm so..."Shut up. If you tell anyone about this I will kill you. and with that she slid her hand down to my belly, under my pajama, and grasped my hard cock.Oh God Mom, I love you! I said and kissed her on the lips. Mom responded by open her mouth and her tongue began teasing my own. I tweaked and pinched her right nipple. Mom began sucking on my tongue. I don't know who undressed who but soon we were entwined nude to each other. I got up and stared down at her, aware that I must have had just the most evilly lustful look on my face. My cock was sticking out like an angry truncheon with the foreskin peeled back, and my need was beyond any affectionate hugs or extended foreplay. "Draw your knees up a bit and spread your legs Mom. I want to see your cunt now!" Mom looked a touch shocked at my tone of voice and overt aggression but did as she was commanded. I noticed for the first time just how thick her dark pubic hair was. "Pull your cunt lips wide now Mom, I want to see more pink!" I said. She did as I demanded, opening up her ripe wet love tunnel. I eased on top of her, slipped my hands under the back of her shoulders and slid my cock balls deep inside her. She was hot and wet, oh so very wet. I screwed her hard and fast and deep; I really pumped Mom. I eased back when I sensed I was close to cumming in her. Mom took some initiative and reversed our positions with her on top. She rode me at her own pace, sometimes slowly, grinding her hips in a circular fashion; sometimes fast and harshly, literally bouncing up and down on me. Her massive tits were flopping around all over the place and she was calling out all the time with words such as, "I need it as bad as you do baby.... Ahhhhh... That's it.... Harder.... Oh fuck yea! Fuck me harder baby.... I haven't had a good hard dick in years and I need it now!"I started fucking mom like there was no tomorrow. I grabbed her hips and started slamming in and out of her tight cunt. I could hear her pussy squish as her juices ran down her legs. I knew I wouldn't last long but I didn't care. Her steaming hot, dripping wet, velvet glove of a cunt squeezed and massaged my cock. Mom kept moaning and uttering non-sense."That's it... Harder baby! Yea that's how your mama likes it. Hard! Hard, fast and deep! Oh yea!!!!! AHHHHH FUCK!"At that instant I started shooting the biggest load of my life and my mom was cumming on my cock. As I continued to spray my seed inside her I moved forward to kiss her. There she lay all naked, my lund just finished spraying inside her. I started to kiss her all over her nakedness, her lips, her choochiyan, her stomach, my cock still shrinking inside her but was not out yet. I lay on top of her like that for a while rubbing my lips at her neck as she moaned softly, wrapping my arms around me, and I knew that I had made it finally and she was happy too.I was up and ready to go one more time, my raging cock was once more knocking at her door as we lay there for a while and she giggled when she felt it touch her thighs and cunt. "Hey," she said, "What's going on your mind boy? You are hard again. I can't believe this."I took my position and fucked her hard and deep once more, she was more free and happy too. I fucked her in all positions that I knew of. Legs over shoulders, doggy style, on the sofa sitting with her jumping on my lap and even with her upside down with her head shoulders and hands supporting her on the floor and me on top keeling on the sofa. She came to terms that she was going to hell but she enjoyed every bit of our little heaven, though she made me promise to keep all this between the two of us. I didn't have any problem with that, I was happy. I decided not to bother her anymore for that night. I lay my head down between Mom's soft cleavage. She stroked my hair, then eased a massive nipple into my mouth. I fell asleep this way, suckling on her. ***As dawn broke, a more vivid light flooded the room. I woke up while ma was still asleep. She was lying on her back. Her one leg was stretched straight and her other was also lying flat and bent at her knees such that her feet was touching the other leg. Her one arm rested on her face covering her eyes and the other lay by her side. Once I saw her this way, I couldn't go back to sleep. My lund (Cock) was now hard after seeing her bare and vulnerable.She began to stir and moved her thighs closer on reflex as I continued on my upward journey and cupped her cunt tightly just before the moment she woke up. Before she could understand anything I kissed her. She tried to stop my intruding hand by pressing them in between her thighs and pulling away. I let go off her cunt and ran my hands slowly in between her thighs as I asked her, "Did you sleep well ma."She was too stumped to answer me and managed to nod. As she came to her senses she became more relaxed and smiled at me. She turned towards me lifted her leg and putting it over across me as I hugged her tight and kissed her lightly first and then pushing her mouth open and forcing my mouth into hers. She seemed surprised but did not resist much and as I found her tongue I sucked on it. My hand was automatically cupping her ass and squeezing it over her dress. When we broke our kiss, she had a questioning look on her face and her mouth was still open. I had to kiss her again so I pulled her head with one hand and this time it went on for longer, also my hand was under her skirt running along the bare warm smooth skin of the bottom of her thigh which was resting on top of me. My hand went up to her bare ass, which was now free to my hand's explorations."Honey would you do your mom a big favor?""Sure mom, what would you like?""Well, I want to go into the bathroom and clean myself out. And then when I come out, I want you to fuck my ass. Would you do that for me? Will you please fuck your mommy's ass. Your dad did not like it and I wanted to do this since I was a girl. I can not think of anyone else I would rather have fuck me in the ass than you.'"Well mom, if that is what you want, I'll do it. But how do I get my big cock in such a tight hole!""It will work, trust me, OK?""OK, if you say so." My mom told me where the lubricant was and she then disappeared into the bathroom giving me another view of her fantastic ass. She was gone for about ten minutes and returned smiling from ear to ear saying, "Oh honey, I'm so excited I can not hardly stand it." She walked up to me and gave me a big kiss rubbing her body all over me. My soft cock immediately got hard again as she pressed her tits into my chest and her pussy into my crotch. She released my lips saying, "Now this is what I want you to do. I'll crawl up on the bed on my hands and knees and then I want you to take this lubricant and rub it all around my asshole. Then take your oiled finger and stick it in me. Keep working it in my ass same deep as you can get it and then use two fingers. Use plenty of oil and get your two fingers in real deep. Then go to three or four fingers. Work my asshole until its open so your cock will slip inside me. Oil up your cock, either slip it in my wet pussy a few times before you try to slide your cock in my ass. I think once you get your cock inside my ass, you'll know what to do, right. Yea, I want you to fuck my ass good and hard, I want you real deep inside my ass sweetie and to pump your cum in me. Uh this is making me shiver just talking about it."She crawled up on the bed sticking her ass up in the air looking at me from between her legs resting on her elbows with her tits hanging down. She said, "How does my ass look to you now?""Delicious, just delicious.""Well, do you know what I do when I see something delicious?""No, what do you do?"She said, " I like to eat." as she wiggle her ass at me. I took the hint and kissed her right in the middle of her ass cheeks, my lips were against her asshole. I used my tongue to play with her anus a bit and then buried my face in her ass first sticking my tongue into her pussy and playing with it then licked the total length of her crack. I repeated this same move ending with me licking her ass over and over again. Her response was, "Oh baby, you are the greatest, I can't ever remember being with anyone that sexy. Oh hurry with the lube; I need you to fuck my ass. I want to feel you inside me honey, hurry and get my ass lubed up to receive your cock."I stopped eating her ass and began to lube her up. I took my finger and rubbed oil all over her asshole and then stuck my finger her. I worked my finger in and out as she moaned and groaned. I then used two fingers, working them in and out of her ass like she instructed. She was very tight and it took some time before I could get both fingers all the way in her. She was coaxing me on as I fingered her ass. I then cupped my hand forcing four fingers in her. Her ass slowly opened up and began to accept my fingers. It was not long before I had a good portion of my fingers shoved up her ass. She said, "Oh baby, I think my ass is finally ready to be fucked, just slip your cock in my pussy a few times, then fuck me in the ass." I got up behind her and with her guidance, slipped my cock in her wet juicy pussy. I gave her pussy a few jabs with my cock, oh it felt that good, I just wanted to fuck her hard and fast right there. But I had promised her and so I removed my cock from her warm and juicy pussy and placed the head of my juiced up cock at the entrance of her asshole. About half the head of my cock went in her ass immediately but then I met a lot of resistance. As I attempted to push more of my cock into her ass, she screamed telling to hold it. I did as she asked and held my position, she then reached back with both hands spreading her buns same wide as she could. She then said OK and I pushed some more. She had me halt one more time before I finally plunged my cock to the hilt inside her ass. And after a couple of thrusts she said in a very loud voice, "Oh baby this is just how I remember it, only better. Oh what a fantastic sensation, I just love it, oh fuck me baby, fuck your mom's ass, give me everything you got, don't hold back fill your slutty mom's ass with your cum, give it all to me sweetums and I mean all of it, I want every last inch of you inside me."When I heard her talking like that, I think a few more ounces of blood rushed into my dick, I was soooo hard, but I kept a steady fucking rhythm, in and out, in and out; I did not want to cum too soon. Seeing my cock disappear in her ass was awesome, I loved it and continued fucking her. Her body began to shake as her first of many cums occurred. She begged me to go deeper. I don't know how she could be taking all I was giving her but she wanted more than I had to offer. I pounded her same hard and deep as I could. She was having one cum after another. I kept up a steady pace and was able to control the sensations her tight asshole was having on my dick. After a full 15 minutes of me fucking her ass, I was getting tired and so increased my speed until I felt that familiar feeling growing in my balls. I unloaded in her ass every drop of cum I had in me. ***That weekend was six months ago. We live with each other now, and I believe our love to be unbreakable. We fuck all the time too, with no taboos; nothing off-limits. END |
hornywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/hornywife.txt | Horny Wife Wants More Than OneA few months ago I was visiting a friend for the weekend. His wife was out-of-town and I drove up from Nashville to visit. He mentioned ever since he got married he had many women wanting to fool around on the side. He had been communicating with a married woman online for a while who said she was looking for a threesome. The night I arrived at my friend's house we went on his computer so he could show me her pic. She was an attractive brunette in her 30's with a fine body and face. As luck would have it she was online and we IM'd her. I introduced myself to her and told her about me while I asked her questions. I was concerned that she was married and she informed me her husband has agreed to leave the house for the night so she could have uninhibited fun. I asked her what she wanted and she said it was a fantasy of hers to have two men. I said I would be in town all weekend if she wanted to get together. Her reply was that she would love for us to come over the next evening and that she couldn't wait to taste us both.She lived about 30 miles away and we called her from the cell telling her she was on her way. As promised, her husband was just leaving the house as we pulled in the drive. She greeted us at the door wearing a robe and a big smile. She was even more attractive in person. She offered us drinks and we chatted for a while. I wasn't sure how to get things started so I asked her to give us a tour of her house. Sure enough the tour ended in the master bedroom. I helped her off with her robe and she laid on the king bed wearing a sexy teddy. We started undressing as she watched. Once down to our boxers she asked us to kneel at each side of her head. Right away she turned to my friend and started licking his dick while using her hand to free my cock. I was so hard and when she turned to me her lips felt awesome as she took me in her mouth. She seemed so excited to have two cocks as she alternated stroking and sucking us. My friend had gotten her teddy down so we could play with her tits. I saw her legs spread as she wiggled with excitement. I bent down and kissed a nipple then continued on until I was between her legs. I pulled the teddy all the way off so I could have full access to her.I bent down and began to lick that sweet pussy that was already wet. She moaned as I teased her clit for the first time. I looked up to see her sucking my friend in earnest as I drove her crazy with my tongue. After several minutes she begged for some cock inside her. We rolled her onto her stomach and she got on her hands and knees. I sat at the head of the bed while my friend got behind her. He slid his big dick into her and she responded by sucking me like a wild woman. We got into a rhythm and soon her bobbing up and down on my cock was too much and I exploded in her throat and then pulled out to give a couple streams of cum on her face and neck. Moments later she was screaming as she orgasmed causing my friend to cum into the rubber he had put on.We all rested as she kept her hands on my cock. Soon she licked me back to hardness knowing I wanted to be inside her too. I stood up on the side of the bed and rolled on a condom. I then pulled her legs to my shoulders and slowly entered her. Soon I was pumping her and since I had come earlier I was able to go for some time. My friend bent over to suck her tits and she once again came. The friction of being inside her overcame me and after holding back I shot a load of cum. We got cleaned up and dressed and chatted for a while before leaving. She said she hoped we would like to see her again. Of course we did with another friend so she could have 3, but that's a story for later.ENDSubmitted by [email protected] |
tequila.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/tequila.txt | If you've listened to country radio recently, you've probably heard the Joe Nichols song, "Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off." It's about my wife.I first learned about tequila and my wife when we were first dating. I'm several years older than Amy and had tomcatted around a lot, but was looking to settle down when we met. I felt Amy was the one, but I refused to marry a girl who didn't enjoy sex, and the only real way to tell was for us to hit the sack together.Amy was strictly brought up and still a virgin at 25. She liked kissing, necking, petting, and rubbing her panty-covered pussy against my bulging jeans, but I couldn't get her to get naked. Even making her come didn't do the trick, but at least it let me know she enjoyed orgasms. I tried all sorts of alcohol, straight and mixed, but it wasn't until I gave her a Tequila Sunrise, just one, that we found ourselves making the bedsprings sing until the wee hours of the morning. I still have her bloody panties I used to wipe ourselves after the first time that night.She was a bit surprised to find me naked in her bed the next morning, but she remembered what we did and that she'd enjoyed it immensely. With a little bit of kissing and coaxing, we went at it one more time before I dressed and left with her panties in my pocket. The look in her roommate's eyes when I left was priceless as Amy *never* had overnight visitors.Amy resisted me the next night until I gave her a Margarita which led to another wonderful night. Over the next week, I learned that tequila in any form, mixed or pure, led to a fantastic night of sex with Amy. I was in love.Three weeks after I took Amy's virginity, we were lying in bed after more fantastic sex when I popped the question. Amy looked shocked, tears formed in her eyes, she threw her arms around me and said, "Oh, yes! I'm so glad you asked first!" First? I thought. "My period is late," she continued. Well, I wanted to settle down and have a family. And I asked first before I knew she was pregnant.We married a couple of weeks later, and nine months after I took her cherry, we had a darling little girl. Ten months later, we had a little boy. After our second anniversary, Amy was again pregnant, and our sex life was getting boring. Amy was tired from taking care of our kids, and I was tired from working so much to pay the bills, and babies are expensive! I didn't need tequila to take Amy to bed now that we were married, but neither of us was all that interested anymore. It began to look as though it would be longer between babies because of a sex drought. I also started using condoms after our second girl was born.Amy was always aware of how she looked, and joined a gym which helped her lose most of the weight she'd gained after a baby. Her big breasts were now huge (I'm not complaining!) and her hips were better padded and her waist as a little thicker, but she was still a stunning looking woman.She met some women at the gym with whom she became really friendly during her first pregnancy. They would invite Amy to go drinking with them, but as she was almost always pregnant until our third baby was born, she wouldn't go. After the baby was born and I started using condoms, I encouraged Amy to go with them, hoping it would invigorate our sex life. As long as Amy kept away from tequila, she'd come home horny but in control. Amy in control was not what I wanted.The women at Amy's gym were all in good shape and all pretty, one or two even beautiful. We'd had them and their families over for dinner or a party ever since Amy's first pregnancy, or gone to parties at their houses, and at the parties, I noticed quite a bit of touchy-feely between men and women not married to each other. Whenever one of the men tried with Amy, she'd politely but firmly refuse him and tell me about it that night. It would get me hard. Thinking about Amy fucking another man led to incredible sex.Joyce was one of the group who was beautiful. Joyce also had a wicked gleam in her eye and seemed to encourage the men at the parties. She also encouraged Amy to go further than Amy was willing to go. About a year after our third child, Joyce cornered me at a party and asked, "Why haven't you made a pass at me, big boy? Amy says you're a fantastic lover.""I'm Amy's only lover," I said, "so how would she know?""Still, why no pass?" she said as she rubbed her breasts against my chest and humped my leg between her thighs with her skirt riding up. I kept my arms behind me to resist the temptation to grab her and haul her off to an unoccupied bedroom and rip her clothes off and have my nasty way with her."I'm going to be faithful to my wife as long as she's faithful to me," I said."Damn," she said, stepping back and rearranging her clothing. "I've tried setting her up with gorgeous men. I've tried getting her drunk. I've even tried kissing her myself!"I don't know what let me to do it, but I said, "I guess you haven't tried tequila.""Tequila?""Tequila. In any form, but she likes Patrone best. It makes her clothes fall off," I said.Joyce stared at me, then said, "I've tried rum and vodka and cognac and whisky and beer, but never tequila. Tequila, eh?""Yup. It makes her clothes fall off.""Thanks, big boy.""No problem. I think Amy needs a new wardrobe anyway," I replied, "so make she sure comes home naked next time."Joyce's eyes got real wide. She said, "Why don't my kids have a sleep-over next weekend so you can bring your kids over. Frank (her husband) can watch them while the group takes Amy to the Holiday Inn. I'll rent a room and let Amy use it, and maybe you can use me while we watch her!""Great! I'll take the baby to my mom, but the other kids would love it. Sounds like a plan," I said, "but I'll get the room."Things went as planned. I told Amy I was going to visit an old buddy of mine in another state, so I left Saturday morning, but only to the Holiday Inn where a booked a room. Amy took our youngest to my mom, and then took the other two to Joyce and Frank for their overnight. I brought one of Amy's long coats with me.Round about six o'clock, Amy and the girls came into the lounge. I watched them enter from a secluded spot in the lobby, but waited half an hour before following them in and finding a secluded spot where I could watch their table. Before sitting down, I could see that Amy was drinking a Margarita, had her shoes off, and had already lost an earring. A little later, she came back from the restroon without her jacket, then took off her pantyhose while sitting at the table. Looking around the room, I could see other guys watching Amy's very slow strip.When Joyce got up to get another round, I motioned her over and told her my room number and gave her the spare key. Amy was unbuttoning her blouse, and it didn't look like it would be long before she was willing to take on all comers. By the time Joyce returned to their table with the drinks, Amy's blouse was off and she was unzipping her skirt. Joyce must've said for the girls to down their drinks, because that's what they did. Then Joyce turned to the room and said, "Don't go away, boys. I have to put this lovely lady to bed. I'll be right back."Joyce and the girls surrounded Amy, who'd stepped out of her skirt by now, and took her to the elevators. I hoped they were going to my room. In a few minutes, Joyce returned and walked over to me. She said, "We've put her to bed, but the other girls have gone home. It's just you and me and all the guys in the lounge who watched Amy strip."To my utter amazement, Joyce then turned to the lounge and asked, "Did you guys like what you just saw?"At the chorus of "YES!" Joyce asked, "How much?"A wag in the audience then said, "No, we ask 'How much?'"Joyce was taken aback, looked at me, then said, "How does a hundred sound?""Alright!" "Great!" "Sign me up!" "Who do I pay?" were some of the responses."Come with me, boys!" Joyce said.I hadn't expected that we'd be turning Amy into a prostitute this night, and from Joyce's stunned look earlier, she hadn't expected it either. Still, we both decided to go with the flow and earn a bit of money on Amy's weakness for tequila.About eight guys came up to the room. Five went with Joyce in the first elevator, and three with me in the second. I noticed Amy's bra and panties on the floor of the first elevator when the doors opened. God! Amy was naked in the room already, waiting for who know what!Joyce already had the door open and collected the first guy's money when my group got to the door. Knowing Amy would remember what happened, I stayed in the hall and listened while each man in turn fucked her. Each left praising her tight cunt, big boobs, and her ability to fuck. Joyce watched, and when one guy fucked Amy doggy facing away from the door, she pulled me in to watch too. I bent Joyce over the luggage rack, pulled down her jeans and panties, and fucked her while we watched. We were both so excited, we came before the guy fucking Amy did. Amy seemed to be having constant orgasms. We pulled up our pants and I left the room before Amy saw me.After the eighth guy finished, Joyce handed me the key and $400 as my share then left. I took off my clothes, closed the door, and got into bed with Amy. She was still in her orgasmic haze and wasn't quite aware of what was going on. I took her anal virginity that night. Her cunt was really sloppy with eight loads in it.The next morning, I awoke to find Amy staring at me with a puzzled expression. "Did I dream about last night or was it real?" she asked."You drank Margaritas, stripped in the lounge, and fucked eight guys," I said. "Then I took your anal cherry. Oh! You also made $300."Amy's jaw dropped. "I'm a whore?!" Then, "Oh, God! It was the wrong time of month!" Then, "Only $300?"I said, "You're only a whore if you take the money. I can keep it if you want. And it's only $300 because Joyce kept $400 as your pimp and I'm keeping $100 to pay for the room." I slipped my dick into her without any objection from her.Amy thought, then said, "I'll take it. God, I never came so much in my life! I didn't even know it was possible! Why did you do let Joyce do it?""I get hard thinking about you fucking other men and maybe getting pregnant by them. Maybe the next time you're fertile, we can find some black guys to whore you out to." Amy came on my dick as I said that.The black guys would have to wait as Amy got pregnant that night. So did Joyce to both our surprise. Joyce loved to gossip, so by the end of the week, all the girls in the group knew what had happened. A different girl in the group was Amy's pimp the next weekend, and yet a third girl the following weekend. Amy knew she was pregnant after that, so her tequila weekends had to stop for nine months. I got both the girls pregnant while we watched Amy fuck. Amy knew we were there so we didn't bother to hide from her like Joyce and I did.After all four babies were born (three by me, one by a stranger in Amy), the tequila weekends started again. I made sure they had blacks in the next group. Again, there were three weekends before Amy was sure she was pregnant, and again I got the three women who acted as Amy's pimp pregnant. Apparently I'd gotten rave reviews from Joyce and the other two from the previous weekends.After Amy had her black baby, her family was very upset and called me to find out what was happening. I told them they could find out if they each brought $100 to the Holiday Inn on a weekend I specified. I waiting until the other three women had their babies before setting up another tequila weekend. I told Amy's dad and three brothers to meet me at the Holiday Inn.They were waiting for me when I got there. I booked a room and told them to come with me to the lounge. I said rather than explain things to them, they should just watch. It was Joyce's turn to be pimp again, and I gave her the spare key and introduced her to Amy's brothers and dad before she went to get drinks for her table. (The pimp always paid for the drinks and took the costs out of her profits, just as I always paid for the room and took it out of Amy's profits.)I watched Amy's family squirm as she slowly took off her clothes in the lounge. As usual when Amy was down to bra and panties, the women hustled her out of the lounge and to the room. Amy's brothers, dad and I were waiting for Joyce when she got off the elevator. I said, "Give Joyce the money, and I'll show you how Amy got a black baby." They did, and we got into the elevator."When Amy drinks tequila," I said, "she gets a little crazy. She gets really hot and horny. Tequila makes her clothes fall off and her legs to spread open. She'll fuck anyone when she's had a little tequila, and we charge $100 for guys to fuck her. Last time, a group of black guys fucked your little whore daughter/sister and got her pregnant. Because you're her relatives, you get first crack at her crack tonight. She's ovulating, so maybe you can put a baby into her. Other guys will be up later to fuck her, but you'll be first in line!"When we got to the room, Amy was already naked and lying down with her legs spread wide, playing with herself. She heard us come in, the sat up when she recognized her family. Then a smile spread over her face and she got up and said, "Hi, Daddy! Do you want to fuck me?" She walked over and kissed him, using her arms to put his arms around her before putting her arms around him and rubbing her gorgeous naked body against him. "Ooo, you're getting hard, Daddy! Come on! Let's fuck!" she said as she started undressing her own father.Her father was stunned and shocked, but only human. He was a man with a beautiful naked woman in his arms. He did what comes natural, and fucked his own daughter. Amy's brothers were shocked, but I could see they had large bulges in their pants. Joyce had come back with other men by now, and told them that Amy's brothers were next in line after Amy's dad finished fucking her, and that the rest of them would just have to wait their turns. It was a long evening, and we split over $2000. Amy's dad and brothers got back in line after they were finished and paid another $100 to have another go at their relative. I fucked Joyce twice that night and got her pregnant again.Amy got pregnant that night too. As four of her close relatives each fucked her twice, it's quite possible that our third son is one of theirs. We don't know and we don't care.Most of the time, Amy is a conservative wife and mother, but three weekends a year, tequila makes her clothes fall off, and I love it.The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58 |
gettingantoniablacked.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/gettingantoniablacked.txt | It was such an erotic sight to see her pale legs with feet encased in five inch strappy heels draped across his black thighs. Equally exciting was the sight of his muscular but rising and falling between her wide splayed thighs as he drove his large bare black cock into her welcoming pussy. With every down thrust Antonia let out a deep whimper and I could imagine the head of his mighty phallus penetrating her cervix and pushing into her fertile womb. How have we as man and wife arrived at this situation? Well I need to back track a bit and explain. Antonia and me had been married for seven years and are both 30 years old. We had met at university and had married shortly after graduating. At 5-feet 8-inches and with long shapely legs my wife had indeed been a great catch for me. Over the years I noticed many men openly staring at her when we were out in public particularly when we were dancing and she was wearing high heels which accentuated her shapely legs. Her breasts are also full and shapely and with her long brown hair she always looked a million dollars.I suppose I got interested on stories of men allowing their wives to be seduced by other men, a couple of years after we married. A friend at work mentioned a particular website to me and once I'd looked at it I was hooked. In retrospect I should have been shocked by a website that dealt with cuckoldry, but I found myself more and more drawn to the idea that I would like to see my wife seduced by another man whilst I watched. I started to sound Antonia out during our frequent love making but she made it clear that she only had eyes for me. Things changed a few months ago when I decided to try and force the issue. I had been spending longer and longer researching cuckold websites. Of late however I had been drawn to those that involved black men seducing white wives. The color contrast between white skinned wives and big black muscular bulls was fantastically arousing and I jacked off many times thinking about what such a black stud could do for my wife.And that brings me to tonight. Eventually I plucked up the courage to take Antonia to a club where I'd heard many black men went. I didn't tell her where we going, but made sure that she dressed to thrill with a short black cocktail dress and five inch black heels. When we got to the club and went in the lights were low so the make-up of the clientele was not immediately obvious. I guided her to a booth in the corner and we sat down. Within a couple of minutes a black barman appeared and gazing at my wife he took our orders for drinks. As we waited looked across the dance floor and it was clear that there were many black men dancing with white women. Once our drinks arrived I noticed that Antonia was gulping hers down as she watched those on the dance floor."What kind of club is this?" she asked. "What do you mean?" I replied. "Well, there are so many black men hear and so few white ones". I replied "well lots of white women like dancing and being with black men, that's all". I ordered another drink and after finishing most of that one Antonia said to me "well are we going to dance then?" So saying she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dance floor. As we danced I noticed that she kept peering over my shoulder at some of the black men on the dance floor. They in turn kept steeling glances at Antonia's long bare legs encased in strappy heels as she moved around the dance floor. After several dances I said I needed to sit down as my foot was hurting (I have a long standing injury caused by a diving accident and sometimes it flares up painfully). We sat down at the booth and I noticed that Antonia had downed her second drink as she watched the couples on the dance floor. After ordering a third drink for her and making small talk, we were suddenly approached by a tall black man. He very politely asked if Antonia was dancing or just watching. When she explained about my painful foot the man (who had introduced himself as Jerome) asked if he could dance with Antonia since I was incapacitated. As soon as he asked the question I felt my cock twitch and looked at Antonia to see her reaction. "I sorry she said, I'm married and it would be wrong to dance with another man". "Why would it" said Jerome. "If your husband agrees that is". So saying, he looked at me. Here was my chance to start my fantasy and I grabbed it with both hand. "Of course you can dance with Jerome, I know how much you love to dance and I'm not much use with this painful foot of mine". Antonia hesitated and I could tell her mind was in turmoil, not wanting to upset me and yet not really having a valid excuse not to dance with this tall handsome stranger.Eventually she said "OK, just one dance then". Jerome stretched out his hand and when she put her hand in his I realized just how big he was. He pulled Antonia to her feet and as they headed off to the dance floor I could see that even in her heels Jerome was some five inches taller than her. Jerome held Antonia loosely as they danced the first song and as the music ended I saw Antonia turn as if to come back to our table. Jerome however bent down and whispered something in her ear at which she looked over toward me. As the next song started I noticed she turned back to Jerome and allowed him to dance with her again. This went on for three more numbers until eventually a flushed looking Antonia reappeared at our table. Jerome kissed her hand and thanked her and then she sat down next to me."Did you enjoy that" I asked. "Well I, I" she stammered "yes, he is a good dancer". I said that most men were better dancers than me and that black men were well known for being good dancers. As we talked Jerome suddenly reappeared at our table and asked if Antonia would like to dance again. This time there was only a moment's hesitation before she accepted and was whisked off to the dance floor. I noticed that a slow number had started and that Jerome had pulled Antonia close. As they danced I could see that she had leaned her head against his shoulder and that his big hands were pulling her pert bum against him. I could imagine that he was grinding his big cock against Antonia's trim body and wondered how she felt feeling the big man's cock pressed against her. The slow dance was followed by another and when that one ended, I noticed that Jerome had taken Antonia's face in his hands and was kissing her. I couldn't believe my eyes. My normally reserved wife was being openly kissed by a black man on a crowded dance floor and didn't appear to be resisting or trying to pull away. When the kiss ended I noticed that Jerome whispered something in her ear and that Antonia looked up with a shocked look on her face.They came back to our table hand in hand and both of them slid into the booth. "Thank you for letting me dance with your wife" Jerome said, "she is a natural and moves so well to the music. It's a shame that the club is closing otherwise I'd like to have gone on dancing with her". Before I had engaged my brain, I found myself saying "well why don't you come home with us and we could have another drink and you could dance some more?" Before Antonia had a chance to say anything Jerome said "that sounds great, I will follow you in my car, see you in the car park".Once he'd left the table Antonia said "what are you doing John, why are you asking a stranger back to our house?" "You seemed to be enjoying yourselves and it just seemed the right thing" I replied. "But what if he wants more than a dance," said Antonia. "Why would he?" I asked. "Well, because, well I don't know how to tell you this, but as we danced he became aroused and I could feel his big penis pushing against me. Also when the dance finished he said he would like to hold me and kiss me all over."When I heard this my cock once again twitched and I realised that Jerome had more than dancing on his mind. What should I do? Should I say no thanks to him and just drive home with my wife or should I go ahead and invite a black man back to house and see what happened? Well of course my fixation with cuckoldry resurfaced and so my logical brain was overruled and I found myself telling my wife that everything would be OK and I would be there to protect her.So it was ten minutes later I found myself waving at Jerome in the car park and watching in the rear view mirror as he followed us. Twenty minutes later we were all entering our house and following another round of drinks I was putting on some music for Jerome and my wife to dance to. I had deliberately put on some nice slow music that would encourage Jerome to be more intimate with Antonia and when heard my choice he looked at me and winked. He wasted no time in pulling Antonia close to him and a after a few minutes I once again noticed his big black hands pulling Antonia's pert bum towards him as they swayed. I also noticed my wife's eyes widen and I guessed why. I suspected that she was feeling Jerome's big cock as it erected and pushed into her tummy.After some 15 minutes of dancing Jerome looked into Antonia's eyes smiled and dipped his head to kiss her. As I watched Antonia opened her mouth and accepted his big tongue into her mouth where it dulled with her tongue for several minutes. When they came up for air my wife was looking flushed but had a faraway look in her eyes. Jerome looked at me and said "back at the club I said to your wife I'd like to kiss her all over and like to make good on that promise. Is there somewhere more comfy we could be?" And so I found myself directing Jerome with my wife in tow, through to our bedroom. Jerome set my wife facing me and then walked behind her and as I watched his hands came up to the neck fastening of her dress. A simple snap of the hook was all it took for the dress to drop to the floor, leaving Antonia naked apart from a black g string and her finch inch 'fuck me' high heels. Antonia's eyes widened as her dress fell and she said, "John what are we doing?" "It's OK, it's only a bit of fun," I said. "But I'm your wife!" she said. "And I'm nearly naked with another man, doesn't it bother you?" "No, not really," I said. "It's lovely and exciting to share you with Jerome like this, especially after dancing with you and being such a gentleman." Antonia started to say something but stopped as she felt Jerome's big hands come round and cup her full breasts. At the same time Jerome leant and licked and nibbled her earlobe, something that always turns her on. "Oh my, oh I..." she said as Jerome pulled and tweaked her nipples until they stood firm and jutting out from her body.After a few minutes Jerome picked my wife up as if she was a doll and dropped her on the bed. While she lay there Jerome proceeded to strip and within seconds he was naked. I gasped at the sight of his coal black body, but my attention was mainly drawn to his cock and balls. His penis was only semi erect but was already bigger than my five inches and they were framed by a magnificent pair of balls each nearly the size of a tennis ball. When Antonia saw him as he turned to face her she also gasped, but before she had time to say anything intelligible Jerome got onto the bed and took hold of her g string and gradually pulled it down her legs. I could see this garment was saturated with her juices and I realized just how aroused she had become. I think it was this fact that persuaded me that she was enjoying Jerome's attention and that she would like more. Whilst I was thinking this Jerome spread Antonia's thighs and lowered his head to her neatly trimmed bush and gaping sex. He then dived head first in and started lapping at her gushing womanhood. Antonia let out a loud moan and Jerome expertly ate her out (something I'd never done) and soon Antonia was squirming under his ministrations. Her breathing was becoming louder and more ragged and I knew she was close to orgasm. Suddenly she arched her back and cried out, "Oh yes! Yes! Yes keep it there! Oh I'm cummiggggg! Ahhhhh!" Jerome used his strong black hands to control her wild thrashing as she orgasmed.After her breathing returned to normal she opened her eyes and looking at Jerome said, "thank you that was lovely". Jerome smiled and said "My pleasure, but the best is yet to come". So saying he moved up between her legs and Antonia gasped as she felt his erect manhood brushing her sex. "Wait Jerome I can't make love to you it's wrong, I'm married.""It's OK," Jerome said. "John wants me to make love to you. He wants you to receive as much pleasure as possible.""Is that true John? Do you really want another man to make love to your wife? A-a... black man, a man with a much bigger cock than you?""Yes hon," I said. "I want it more than anything.""OK," Antonia said, "if that's want you want but remember this can never be undone. Once he enters me I'm his for the night. Do you understand? And he won't be using a condom like you do. I want to feel his big black cock inside me without any barrier. It's not too late to stop him John, just say to him I'm your wife and Jerome will get dressed and leave won't you?" Jerome nodded.So there it was, the events I'd set in place had come to this. Was my obsession with cuckoldry strong enough to allow a big black man to make love to my wife without any protection? To let him put his big black bare cock into my wife's unprotected cunt and allow his big cock to push up against or even push through her cervix and into her fertile womb? Could I really allow this to happen? Of course I could, my cock was fully erect my mind was excited beyond belief and I knew I would have to take the risk that my wife might become pregnant tonight with a black man's baby. And so I found myself saying yes to my wife. Yes Jerome could take her bareback and I would sit back and watch. Antonia gave a sigh of surprise but then lay back and said to Jerome, "C'mon Jerome, make love to me, make me your white bitch!"Jerome took hold of his huge black cock and as I watched he place against the entrance to my wife's womanhood. A slight push of his hips was all it took to get the head and three inches into her. Antonia gasped and took hold of her legs and pulled then out to relieve the pressure. Again Jerome pushed and another four inches disappeared. He had already given her more than I ever had and yet there was another three inches to go. Jerome slowly rocked back and forth and I sat mesmerized as eventually all ten inches were inside my darling wife and his big balls were pushing against her taught bottom.Slowly ever so slowly Jerome started to move in and out of Antonia and after a few minutes she allowed her legs to fold across his thighs. A thin film of sweat was starting to form on his back as a result of his exertions and I knew his efforts were not being wasted on my wife. She was moving from one small orgasm to the next and all the while her body was preparing itself for the final act of mating. I knew when the time came and Jerome asked about where to come she would not deny him or herself. The doubts over letting another man and a black one at that , make love to her and more, take her without any protection at the insistence of her husband, had long since passed. She now wanted, no needed to feel his release, allow him the reward for such a wonderful hour or lovemaking. He had earned the right to have first access to her eggs and the right to make her a mother. It would be a black man's sperm swimming in search of her precious jewel and not her husband's sperm.It wouldn't be long now. The coupling was reaching its peak. Both lovers were moaning and sighing continuously as the pleasure coursed through their bodies. Jerome was staring directly in to the eyes of my wife and then came the fateful question, "Where do you want my cum bitch?" The reply seemed like an eternity in coming and then Antonia said, "Cum in me. Please let me have your spunk deep in me!""Ok bitch," Jerome said. "But you know I'll knock you up don't you?" Staring intently into his eyes Antonia whispered in an emotional voice "Yes my darling, I want your baby, please make my belly swell with your child..."I never expected to hear those words, but they had been said and the end game was nigh. Jerome smiled and began to move again driving his big black cock deep into my wife. But now his movements were faster and purposeful, he was excited now, he had been given permission to impregnate this beautiful white wife in front of her husband and he wouldn't be denied. I knew I could still stop this, but I just couldn't. I was intoxicated by the spectacle taking place in front of me. I felt detached, a mere voyeur watching two beautiful people mating.Suddenly the frenzied lovemaking reached its peak and Jerome cried out. His body stiffened and I could see every muscle in his athletic body tense. In particular I was drawn to his muscular bum and watched in awe as his butt cheeks clenched and his arse twitched. I knew that this was signalling his orgasm as his potent black seed was ejaculated into my wife's open and very fertile womb. Again and again he cried out in release and at the same time Antonia cried out "yes, yes seed me my darling"I don't know how long they held their mutual orgasms but it seemed to last forever. Eventually though Jerome collapsed onto Antonia and her small frame was crushed by Jerome's muscular body. I could see that Jerome was just lying there with his big cock lodged in my wife's thoroughly fucked cunt and that he was effectively plugging all of his virile black seed in Antonia's womb, no doubt making sure that it had the best chance of impregnating her."Leave us now John," my wife said. "I'm his tonight I want more of his big cock."I stood for a moment and realized she was right she deserved a night of love making with this black Adonis and I knew he would leave until, he had succeeded in making my lovely wife pregnant. I went and slept in the spare bedroom although slept is the wrong word since I could hear sounds of love making most of the night.When I eventually woke late in the morning, Jerome had left and Antonia was sitting drinking coffee. She looked at me and said, "Well John was it everything you dreamt of. Did you enjoy seeing me in the arms of black man? How do you feel knowing that my womb is packed with his seed and that I might be pregnant with a black baby?" "Yes I did enjoy seeing you together but I'm not sure I want you pregnant with a black baby, what will people say?" "You should have thought of that. I don't mind the thought. I bet it would be a beautiful baby, judging by the father." My cock twitched again when she said this and I realized that deep down I would like the ultimate humiliation of seeing her belly swell with another man's baby.Well that was four weeks ago and today we got a home pregnancy kit from the drugstore. I sat waiting while Antonia disappeared into the washroom. When she came out she was looking a bit pale. "I'm going to be a mother John. You're going to be a daddy to our black baby!" We sat in silence. What had we done?END |
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sexatzoo.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/sexatzoo.txt | To him she seemed to be a dream come true. An attractive older woman with no apparent inhibitions who floated into his life three or four times a year and then disappeared with out a trace. He suspected that she was a celebrity of some sort and that added spice to an already hot relationship. He seemed like a child to her. A well-hung, sexually talented child who drew astonishing responses from her body. She enjoyed the relationship. There was something inexplicably delicious about playing the role of a "woman of mystery." They walked hand in hand through the intermittent drizzle into the nearly deserted city zoo. Her full breasts bounced gently beneath the fabric of her lavender blouse which was tucked into a long flowing skirt beneath which she wore nothing at all. She was already wet with anticipation. "Where's the aviary?" He grinned, "What's the hurry? Don't you want to see the wild animals?" "Only one, dear. Only one." They took the path up the hill and entered the net-covered aviary. The gravel path wound through dense foliage in which all manner of brightly colored birds perched. There were concrete benches set back into the foliage at irregular intervals along the path. This had been an excellent choice. There was no one around and even the normally raucous birds were somewhat subdued by the rain. He chose a bench midway along the path and sat facing the direction of the entrance, then pulled her to stand before him and raised her skirt. He stroked the wiry red-brown curls that framed her pussy, ran a finger lightly over her long inner lips which protruded slightly, a deep rosy pink and slippery wet. She lifted her leg, putting one foot on the bench beside him and reached down and pulled her inner lips wide apart, opening herself to his eyes and fingers and mouth. She felt his warm hands cupping her ass and then the sweet shock as velvet met velvet, his tongue moved tenderly around and over her clit and he sucked at it gently. Covering his teeth with his lips he squeezed the base of the pulsating bud softly and flicked his tongue rapidly over the top. She moaned, her knees growing weak, "Oh Lord that's nice!" She pressed herself against his mouth, squirming with pleasure, only to gasp in surprise as his index finger began circling the eager mouth of her vagina. He dipped deeply into the hot wet cave, coating his finger with her juices, then withdrew and slowly pushed into her anus. Moving his thumb into her vagina, he gently rubbed thumb and forefinger together. "Please! Please baby, please! Trey, I need it!" She bit back a scream as he sucked hard at her clit, "Damn you!" He smiled up at her, his fingers moving in small circles, "You want something?" "Give me your cock!" "Now?" He tugged at her gently. "Don't tease! God! Don't make me wait!" she pinched her aching nipples through the thin material of her blouse and then his fingers were no longer inflicting their sweet torture. She was simply standing, empty and trembling while he stood and freed himself from the confines of his levis. He sat and drew her down to his lap, guiding himself to the opening, watching the length of his cock disappear into the snug heat of her cunt. With a sigh of pure pleasure, she slid slowly down the shaft until she could hold no more, then spread her pussy lips so that his rough hairs rubbed against her swollen clit. She contracted around him, her cervix sucking at the head, then began riding him in earnest, rising slowly, plunging down quickly, over and over. He seized her nipples, pinching, pulling at them as she moved faster on him, the pressure building rapidly. She shook her head, her long hair falling over her eyes, and cried out as the spasms began within her. She ground against him with each shuddering wave. "Jesus! Lisa... aah... suck baby!" It seemed as though her pussy *was* sucking at him, devouring him, pulling each spurt of cum from in long agonizing pleasurable strings, until he wondered if there was any marrow left in his bones. She nuzzled against his shoulder as the orgasm faded slowly, unaware of the rain's increased intensity. Neither noticed the crunch of gravel on the path until the uniformed zoo attendant was almost upon them, "'Scuse me, but you folks'd best be gettin' on home. We're fixin' t' shut 'er down on account of the tornado warning! You'll have t' use the main gate, though. Everythin' else is locked up tight!" From somewhere Trey found the composure to say, "Thank you, we'll be right out," and the attendant left them to rearrange their clothing and make their way, giggling madly, back down to the front gate. END |
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atrainride.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/atrainride.txt | I remember the train ride well. The station at Westhampton was still closed due to the fire and I had to get on at Speonk. This did have the advantage that the fare was slightly cheaper. I had purchased a cup of coffee from a heavy guy in the little shop by the station. Soon enough the loud, filthy diesel engine was pulling to a stop. I walked over and climbed in. There were only two cars open and I knew from experience that the one I was in, six inches or so taller than the other, was the one with air conditioning. The train was very empty but the people who were on it had lots of luggage. I took a forward facing seat on the side with the double seats. A row up in front of me there was an oldish woman with a young child on the triple seat side. The child was sleeping and the woman was staring out the window. This was one of the rare cars with windows free enough from scratches to actually look through. The conductor came and punched my ticket. "Transfer at Jamaica." I had hoped to find a newspaper on the train, but it was clean. I had nothing to do but stare out the window and sip my coffee. Round-a-bouts Patchogue the train whistle had aroused the baby and the woman was trying to pacify it. I first started looking at them about that time. The woman had a very wrinkled mouth and loose skin hanging off her neck. I decided that she might not be old after all, but just have some skin weirdness. Her arms seemed perfectly fine after all and her eyes had a decidedly youthful shine. Maybe the kid was hers. I hoped that the kid would have a better draw of looks than the mother. The kid began crying louder after someone slammed the sliding door shut returning from a cigarette between the cars. The kid had very little hair and seemed to be quite young. The baby looked about nine-ten pounds. The woman was holding it close to her chest, smoothing the scarce hair, and talking softly to it. "Hush my baby, quiet my baby. All is alright, silence my little one. Dry your tears, quell your fears, lil' baby. Your mother is here, my small infant son." The woman had lovely copper-red hair in a long braid. She put the baby in her lap so that she would have a free hand to reach into her bag. She pulled out a bottle to feed the child. I turned my eyes to her breasts under the purple tee-shirt. Largish and firm, decidedly not those of an old woman. The baby refused the bottle and continued to bawl. She checked the diaper, satisfied, she left it on. She put the bottle back and lifted the child to her chest again. Swaying gently she began to recite a lyric I couldn't understand. It might have been Scots or Old English because I thought I could make out parts but mostly it was beyond me. We pulled out of Babylon, the train was now express to Jamaica; about an hour away. The conductor made one last pass through the car and disappeared into the closed first car. I turned around and noticed There was only one other person in the car way off at the other end, apparently sleeping. I smiled to see him so peaceful in spite of the crying. My coffee was finished now, it seemed unlikely I could get any sleep. I turned back to look at the woman and child. I stared at her chest. The kid was flailing his arms about as he cried and one of his fists kept hitting her chest and causing the breasts to vibrate temptingly. I noticed that I was getting hard but ignored it. Then the woman reached up and touched her chin in an odd way. She stopped her poetry and hummed instead. Moments later her jaw dropped down several inches. She glanced over at me for the first time and I pretended to stare out the window. I examined the sight from the corner of my eye. Her jaw was very odd looking. It was as if the entire bone had descended to in front of her Adam's apple. She began to undress the child. The screams seemed louder and now unable to reach her bosom with its hands, the kid managed to keep her chest jiggling by kicking. Then she did something unnatural. She stretched her mouth open wider than the kid's skull. I guessed she must of dislocated her jaw or something when it fell down. The wrinkled skin of her lips was now stretched taut. Her face looked as distorted as something in a funny mirror, but it didn't look old. I opened my fly and pulled out my penis, much turned on by the kink value of this new development. She lifted the baby up to her mouth and it seemed to go crazy with fear. She held its arms still and began to slip the skull in her mouth. It was a tight fit. I was masturbating now, not even thinking how odd it must be to do it in such a public place. She leaned her head back and lifted the baby above her so that gravity would help push it down her throat. The baby began to urinate out of fear. The stream sprayed against the wall the seats in front. She was slowly pushing the child down her throat. The loose skin of her neck was filling out with the meal. Once the whole head was in her mouth she stopped and sealed her lip around its throat. I squeezed my glans and frenum together with my thumb and forefinger with each stroke. The waves of pleasure flowed wonderfully from the pressure. The pissing had stopped and the baby was slowing down. The urine on the walls still dripped. The woman was quite still for several minutes and I slowed my masturbation to keep me going for the whole thing. It was a long time after the baby had ceased to move that she began to start swallowing. She held on to the child's feet and slowly lowered them as her throat strained to engulf the body. I wondered at once how she could breathe, but then put the thought out of my mind. I was enjoying this too much to question it. Her mouth and throat were grossly distorted from the human norm and her chest was beginning to swell with the meal and I had never been so turned on in all my life. My hand was rubbing hard, squeezing, and pulling, and I didn't care that I had no lube and that I was chafing. Her meal was progressing so slowly that I feared I may not be able to hold my cum till she was done. Already the pre-cum was showing and I was thrashing away. But either my perception of time changed or she began to work faster. I was coming and she was up to the knees of baby and I had a huge amount of spunk to milk out and she was eating faster and faster. I was stroking my semi-hard shaft as I watched the lump in her throat that was the infant's feet disappear into her bloated torso. She reached up to push her jaw back into place. I pulled out a napkin that I had gotten with my coffee. I used it to wipe up the thick semen as best I could. Then I put the coarse, sticky paper in the empty coffee cup. I eased my genitals back into my pants and closed my fly. The lump was settling into the woman's stomach and her face had returned to normal proportions with very loose skin when I next glanced over. She collected her belongings into the baby bag and stood up. She walked over to me and pulled out a box of Djarums. She held out one. I looked at it a moment. I collected my garbage, stood and took the offered cigarette. Together we walked silently to the far exit of the car. She took a cigarette for herself. In the vestibule between the cars she offered me a light and then lit up herself. In silence we waited in the noisy cubicle as the train slowed for the approach to Jamaica station. She finished her cigarette first and tossed it out on the tracks. There was one last movement in her stomach that I saw. I stubbed out the cigarette and put the butt in the coffee cup. We pulled into the station. "I'm taking the E train," she told me. "I'm transferring to go into Woodside," I told her. The doors opened. We stepped out. She leaned over and gave me a brief kiss on the lips. I hugged her. She turned and walked down the platform to the exit to the subways. I tossed out the coffee cup and crossed the platform to board the waiting train. 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 |
ourfirstexperience.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/ourfirstexperience.txt | My name is Rob. Candice and I have been married for 9 years. We met in college and have two children now. Ages 5 and 6. They spend alternate weekends with their 2 sets of grandparents. Candice is 5'1" tall, weighs 103. Blonde and well-endowed on top with nice full milky white tit's a narrow waist and full hips. Her ass is to die for. Full looking round ass and further down she has what I like to call. Thunder thighs. Candice is always saying they look fat but guys are always starring at my wife wherever we go out. My fascination with interracial sex came about the time I was in college. I saw lots of hot looking white girls dating these black guys on campus and always wondered what the attraction was all about. I rented a couple interracial movies at this adult book store near the campus and they really got me excited. Candice and I were dating at the time so I asked her if she wanted to watch them with me. She was curious to see them herself so this was my second viewing as we laid in bed together watching these hot flicks.I remember how wet Candice got that night when we fucked. I knew those big black cocks turned her on but she acted like their size didn't matter to her. At least at that time. I'm not huge but I'd say I'm very average in size comparing to the other guys I seen in college.We got married and a couple years later I brought up the subject of interracial sex when I saw this hot amateur interracial movie at one of my buddies place. I told Candice all about it and we had wild sex that night. She teased me about fucking a black guy. I knew at the time she wasn't serious. She was only trying to enhance our sex that night.I got up enough nerve to ask her if she really wanted to experiment with another man and she said no. The fantasy of watching Candice being taken by a hung black man really got my blood flowing. I brought up the subject every so often. Our kids were born and I'd forget about it on and off than recently brought up the subject again while we were having sex one night. I was kind of shocked when Candice told me she would fuck another man under the right circumstances. I began thinking. What kind of circumstances was she talking about. That night I asked. She told me she would have to get to know a guy first. I was excited and curious so Candice explained everything I needed to know that night.I came home early from work one Friday afternoon and found the kids playing in the living room and Candice busy having an internet video conference with a man on our computer. I walked into the room and noticed it was a black guy she was speaking with. He was dressed in a suit and looked to be around 25 years old.She turned and gave me a quick kiss than turned back to the screen and introduced me to this man she was talking to."Daryl. This is my husband Rob. Rob honey. This is Daryl."I leaned down in front of the computer screen. "hey. How are you doing." I said.Candice than went on to speak to this guy named Daryl. "I'll let you go now Daryl. Text me if something comes up before tomorrow evening. See yeah later."Candice ended the video chat and stood up giving me a big hug."What was that all about baby?'"Daryl is a guy I met in a chat room a couple weeks ago.""Two weeks ago? How come you didn't mention anything about talking to a guy online?"Candice had her arms wrapped around my neck holding on to me as she gave me these little hot kisses on my lips."I wanted it to be a surprise for you."I was a little confused but Candice went on to explain everything. She had been talking to this guy every day since they first met. Candice told me how she brought up the subject of experiencing her first black cock to Daryl and how I'd love to watch.My cock got rock solid hard listening to Candice explain all the details to me. She said she would explain everything in more detail after the kids were in bed that night. We ate dinner and tucked them in bed that night. I couldn't wait to hear everything."Honey. I made plans for Daryl to come over tomorrow evening. The kids will be at your parent's house this weekend.""I was excited but was still in shock. "You going to fuck this guy?""I don't know honey. It depends how I feel."My body felt numb but my cock was hard thinking about watching Candice getting poked by a big black dick. Candice didn't want to have sex that night. Candice said she wanted to be extremely horny in case something happened tomorrow night. She did give me a blow job. I mean for forty five minutes this wife of mine sucked my cock. Swallowing my hot load of cum too.The kids got picked up by their grandparents the next morning so we were alone. I was just about ready to stop by the drug store after breakfast when Candice asked me where I was going."Thought I'd run out and buy some condoms just in case you want to fuck Daryl tonight.""Honey. That won't be necessary. I already spoke to Daryl and he said he only had sex with his girlfriend about 4 months ago until they broke up and assured me he was clean and free of anything.""So, your not going to have him wear a condom?"Candice smiled and walked over and wrapped her arms around me. "Honey. If I'm going to fuck another man tonight. I want to feel his cock inside me. Not a condom. Besides. I'm on the pill."Candice kissed me hard so I left it at that!That afternoon Candice showered. The aroma of perfume started filling the air as she got herself ready for the evening. Candice is a little old fashion and loves romance novels. I knew she was going to wear something really sexy tonight. When I walked into our bedroom she was clasping a little hook on her garter belt. She looked so sexy standing with one foot on a stool. Her creamy white thigh and ass was clearly visible to me as I walked up running my hand along the softness of her exposed ass."Are you going to wear a thong?""I don't know yet. Depends."I watched her adjust her stockings and helped her pull her new dress up over her head. She looked so sexy. The dress fit her tight and much of her milky white breasts were exposed. I wondered if this guy Daryl knew how lucky he was going to be if Candice decided to fuck him?Candice came strutting out of our bedroom wearing her 6" pumps. I always teased her about the height of some of her heels in her collection. At 5'1" they made her look tall and super thin. Daryl arrived about thirty minutes later. He was on time and looked very professional wearing a suit and tie. We shook hands and sat down and had a drink together while Candice called for Chinese takeout. That was something they planned since Daryl was a big fan of Chinese food.I had to admit that Daryl wasn't just a run of the mill black guy from the hood stereotype. He was very polite and well educated. We finished dinner and sat in the living room. Candice and Daryl sat together on the sofa getting better acquainted. I fetched everyone drinks a couple times. Daryl and Candice were getting more cozier each time I returned from the kitchen. Candice stood up and walked over to me. She leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Why don't you get the movie camera out?" She smiled and gave me a little kiss before walking back to set next to Daryl on the sofa.I got up and went into our bedroom to find out new high definition camera we had bought to take movies of the kids. The battery was completely charged. This would give me way over an hour of recording time If I needed it. It had a large memory card that would hold a good length movie.When I returned I didn't see either one of them but heard noise out in the kitchen. When I got out there, Candice had her arms wrapped around Daryl's shoulders. He was holding her waist as they gently kissed. I put the camera to my face and started shooting.Daryl was still much taller than my wife even with her 6" pumps. They looked so erotic standing there kissing. Biting lips, tongues mingling. It was such an erotic scene to watch. Daryl's hands were all over my wife. I moved around to the other side of the kitchen Island and got a good shot of Candice playing with Daryl's cock through his pants. I could see its hardness sticking straight out from the material of his pants. Daryl already removed his suit jacket and tie. They laid on the Island counter top nearby. His hands on her ass hiking her dress up exposing her garter belt and bare ass now. The kissing was so hot to watch. His tongue entering her mouth than hers into his mouth. Biting his lips than locked tight in a heated kiss. So hot and passionate. They were either putting on a show for me or really enjoying the passion. I think a little of both.The dress was soon taken off and Daryl's pants hit the floor. Candice pulled out his big black cock with both hands rubbing her dainty long fingers along the stiffness of his thick black shaft. I zoomed in for a close shot. So erotic with my wife's hands on his black cock. Her wedding rings clearly visible in the camera's view. Almost naked except for the stocks, heels and garter belt. My wife kneeled down taking that big black cock in her hands and stroked it a few times before putting it inside her mouth. Daryl held his hands on the back of her head. The contrast was so erotic. Dark black and my wife's pale white skin and blonde hair.My cock was stiff as I watched my wife lovingly suck her black lover. I kept the camera rolling as my wife finished sucking on that cock. Stood up and positioned her full round ass back again her lover. Daryl ran his thick black hands along my wife's ass while he poked his huge cock up against her pussy lips doggy style. Candice playfully wiggled her ass like an invitation to fuck her wet pussy.Daryl took hold of his cock with one hand guiding his black cock between my wife's wet pink pussy lips. Her body stiffened as Daryl's cock split apart her pink pussy lips for the first time. As soon as his cock head was embedded between her pussy lips he pushed forward sending a few inches inside my wife's pussy. Candice let out a load moan holding herself against the kitchen Island counter top. Daryl put his black hands on my wife's ass and began fucking her steady sending his huge cock a little deeper with each new stroke. In and out as Candice moaned. I moved around and decided to try and put the camera under her belly and get a nice shot of Daryl's cock going in and out. Her body quivered with each inward thrust of that huge black cock.A few minutes into the fuck and Daryl pulled out only to help Candice sit on top of the Island counter top. She opened her legs for Daryl as he positioned himself between her legs aiming for her wet pussy again. His cock sunk in much faster this time as Candice rested her ankles on Daryl's shoulders.I stood watching Candice get fucked while taking the movie. My cock wanted to explode but I knew I'd get my chance later tonight. Daryl was fucking my wife furiously now as my wife's ass quivered and shook with each thrust of his huge cock. She must have come three times before Daryl yelled out that he was getting ready to cum. Daryl grunted and held onto Candice's ass holding her pussy tight against his body as he filled her belly with his potent seed.He soon pulled out and out came a gush of hot white sperm. He held Candice's legs up and open while I took a nice creampie shot. A real gentleman. I got the opportunity to watch Daryl fuck my wife on the sofa later that evening before he dressed and left kissing my wife one more times on her wet lips. She was still wearing her stockings, garter belt and heels when I walked up behind her after she closed the front door.We fucked for almost two hours after Daryl left. Her pussy felt wet and well used. Yes, it felt stretched out and Candice made a point of asking me if she felt stretched. It only made our sex more passionate that night. I realize we will never be hardcore swingers but Candice said she might have Daryl over again in a couple months. I can't wait to watch my wife take that big black cock again.ENDYou can read my profile at my fiction site; www.karenkayonline.com |
cuckevening.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/cuckevening.txt | This evening were staying in to rest and recover from our most recent adventure. Despite being bushed, a term you know has at least two meanings, I still want to jerk off. Patty said I could if would help calm me down but first she required that I supply you with this update. As many of you know Patty, my wife, has been feminizing me as she turns me into the ultimate cuckold husband. The last two days we were in Seattle for a trade show. I enjoy the travel and Patty joined the Favored Flyers Club with the airline we prefer. We travel in style because of all the air miles we have. Prior to our trip we posted a classified on Craigs List asking that men or women interested in joining us for a day or weekend of pleasure contact us before we departed.We received a few enticing ads and after whittling it down to three guys, we arranged a night with each. It is up to Patty whether or not we have a guy back for a second night in a row. Usually we only have one out of five guys back for a second night. All the men weve played with are decent people and fun lovers but some are just too good and Patty sometimes wants a second helping.In Seattle the first night was great fun but the second night was memorable. We spoke with peter several times before we arrived. Peter was an interesting guy. He wasnt very tall, about forty years old and though slight of build had the biggest cock of anyone Id ever seen. It was like a third leg. Peter described it as a blessing and a curse. Some women, he said, just couldnt deal with and others loved it and seemed to worship his cock. Patty was somewhere in between. Usually Patty doesnt care how big a guy's cock is. It is, as the saying goes, not the meat its the motion. Patty insists that most men have it wrong. It isnt the size it is how the cock rubs the clitoris which is outside the vagina tucked away in the folds of her vaginal lips. While suck it Ive often thought of it as a knob of sorts.Peter also had the greatest weed. After we shared a fat one Patty asked Peter to show her the cock she had seen in the pictures. Patty doesnt get easily surprised but she started to laugh when she saw Peters cock. She wasnt laughing at Peter, she was laughing for sheer pleasure. Let me assure you we are very careful about everyones emotions. You guys who write to us with fantasies of abuse dont understand. This is about love, not abuse. It wasnt a minute until Patty straddled Peters lap and inched his giant cock inside of her. I couldnt recall the last time I heard patty gasp and moan out loud but she was moaning that night. As I retrieved a cock from the mini bar for Patty and Peter I couldnt believe she was able to take his whole cock in her pussy. Peter warned us that it had been awhile since he had sex with anyone he hadnt masturbated in several days. He said that the first time he would cum pretty fast but that he recovered fast and could do it at least 3 more times that night. Peter was right. In less than 10 minutes Peter shuddered and spasmed and shot his load into Patty. Since Peter brought a brand new HIV test result Patty let him ride her bareback. As his dick slide out of Pattys well worn pussy we could all hear the sound of suction and release. We also all saw a river of cum starting to ooze out of Patty. "Cum here, Etiene. Its your turn to play with mama." Patty spread her legs as Peter sat up in bed to sip his cola. I couldnt resist Patty. As Peter watched I placed my face square on her gaping cum oozing hole and began to lick and suck for all I was worth. Patty must have had a river off cum roll out of her and she insisted I continued to suck and swallow as much as possible. Peter said he never saw a man eat the cum of another man out of his wife, or something to that effect. He had been so focused on Patty before he came that he hardly noticed I didnt have any body hair, my eyebrows were tweezed and I was wearing make-up and female panties. Peter sipped his coke and watched as I sucked Patty to two orgasms. When Patty was done she told me to masturbate. Again, as Peter looked on I masturbated as instructed and, as instructed, I used my cum as a body and facial cream.No sooner had I finished masturbating than Peter asked how I felt about sucking his dick. He wanted to get really big and hard so he could go another round with Patty. He referred to it as fluffing him up. He said the job of a good cuckold husband was to fluff his wifes lovers so they could satisfy her. Peter had such a hard dick and large that I barely got by lips around the head. Nevertheless, because Ive been practicing and getting instruction in deep-throating, I was able to take most of him in my mouth. It was such a joy to suck such a dominant cock. I lick away any residue of my wifes pussy and his spunk. Peter said he like it when I ran my tongue down the length of his shaft. But like it though he did, he gently moved me to the side as he slid over to Patty and started to kiss her. Patty paid back in the bed and pulled Peter down on top of her. I watched Peters dick bury itself and start pumping. It was driving Patty crazy. It was so clear she was having the time of her life. The must have been at it for 20-30 minutes when Patty rolled over on her side. As she moved she gave me the familiar sign that meant I was to lick her ass as Peter fucked her. Sliding my body down the bed I buried my face in the crack of her ass and started tonguing her ass. I could feel her ass open up to accept my tongue. I could also smell Peters cock as it continued pumping Patty. I must have suck Patty for 20 minutes more as Peter fucked her in a variety of different positions and then she had an explosive orgasm. When Peter softened and slide out of Patty it was my turn to clean her up. Once again her pussy was oozing cum, thick and white. I started licking and sucking. Every minute Id lift me head to show Patty I still had a mouth of Peters cum. It was a great night and as Peter promised we did it again and again. Peter may even be visiting us soon. When we arrived home Patty went online and purchased the biggest dildo she could find. Until Peter comes here again I have to wear the dildo when I massage Patty.We sure hope to meet another Peter in NYC this weekend. It doesnt matter is youre large or small. This week Patty wants to see golden showers. She also wants to invite some of her girlfriends in to observe me giving the lucky fellow a blow job. Patty says that all the guys say I give the best head. I wonder how many live demonstrations theyll make me do. Now that Ive told you the story I can masturbate now. Since I am limited to masturbation, can any of you share your best jerk-off techniques.END |
watchingjanet.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/37/watchingjanet.txt | The thought of watching his step-sister screw, excited Justin. She was a cute girl, blonde with big blue eyes and a cute smile. She had had sex before, and he always wondered what it would be like watching her do it. He had seen her naked a couple of times, and promptly jacked off after each time. He and Scott both were virgins, but it looked like Scotty was gonna get his first. All the girls liked Scott. He had brown hair and eyes and was a cross between Scott Baio and the Karate Kid.So as they got ready for bed on the fateful night, he watched as Scott stripped down to his shorts and lay on the covers of the guest bed. He knew his step-sister would be in shortly after the lights were out and he had pretended to go to sleep as they had planned. Scotty was a little startled when the girl got in bed with him, but calmed as she said, "He's asleep. No one will know." She stroked the bulge in his shorts; she put her hand beneath the elastic and grabbed his cock. She pulled his shorts down to his knees and straddled him as he lay on his back. Expertly, she placed his swollen prick on the opening of her hole and settled onto it, feeling in sink deeper into her cunt. Scotty instinctively pumped as she moved up and down on his rod. She was wearing only a long tee shirt with nothing under it. As the two stroked, Justin watched, stroking his own cock under the covers. Soon Janet was on her back with her legs wide apart and through the dim night light he watched the cheeks of his friend's ass gather dimples as he pumped his step-sister's cunt. Soon, with a groan of ecstasy, Scott shot his virgin load deep into Janet's cunt as she squirmed in orgasm. Hot, sticky white cum was streaming down the crack of her ass as they continued to pump, Janet shuddering in orgasm and Scotty making obscene slurping noises as he pumped the cum drenched pussy. After his step-sister had gone back to her bedroom, Justin said to his friend Scott, "Wow, man, that was great! I watched the whole thing!" Scott replied "Too bad she's your step-sister. I see you are stroking your cock... I can imagine how horny that must have make you. Let me help." Scott came over to Justin's bed, still naked and his cock sticky with cum. He pulled back the covers to reveal Justin's hard cock and looked his friend over, remarking how much he looked like his step-sister.He gently cupped his friend's balls and with the other hand stroked his smooth, round ass letting his finger play around Justin's asshole. "My cousin put it in my ass once and it didn't feel too bad... Since you set me up with your step-sister, I'll let you do it too." With that, Scotty lay on his back next to Justin and spread his legs wide apart. With a hand on each cheek, he opened his ass-hole to give the boy access. Justin eagerly entered the ass that he watched a few minutes before as it fucked his step-sister. Screwing Scotty would be better than just jacking off. As he sank his cock in Scott's butt, he realized what it was that got his step-sister all hot. Scotty was cute. He pumped his friend faster now as he thought about his step-sister and, not being able to hold back anymore, dumped his load in hot gushes deep into Scotty's ass. As Scotty felt the blonde 18-year-old release the cum inside him, he continued to stroke his cock, releasing his load all over Justin's belly.The two boys lay side by side, their sexual urges temporarily relieved, not realizing that Janet had watched her step-brother screw his friend. She never realized her brother was so horny or that his ass was so cute... now she wanted him to fuck her too!It was raining hard outside and Justin and Janet were home from school for a holiday. 18-year-old Justin was laying in bed stroking his cock thinking about how his 19-year-old slut step-sister had fucked his friend right there in that room - on those sheets - there was still dried cum on them where Scotty had filled her hole to overflow. Suddenly, the room lit up and the crashing sound of thunder closely followed. Janet came running into the room and hopped under the covers with her brother."I'm scared!" she said. "Shit!" thought Justin, who was getting to the point of shooting his load before the thunder came -- he had wanted to finish jacking off. His jockey shorts were still pulled down around his hips and his cock was still erect, now resting against the tee-shirt that Janet wore to bed. "Ohhhh! I think my step-brother was jerking off," reaching to feel his stiff cock, she continued, "Yes... he was. Maybe his step-sister can help him out!" She pulled down the covers.Justin lay on his back, his cute round ass pressed against the sheets; his stiff cock was protruding from a sparse patch of pubescent golden hair. Janet pulled off her shirt to show her pretty, round developing breasts. She squirmed out of her panties to reveal her moist slit. Justin stared at her speechless as she said "I guess that brothers and sisters are not supposed to do it with each other, but you are so cute and I am so horny. As long as you're careful not to get me pregnant I don't see any harm." She straddled her brother and guided his stiff cock into her moist slit. As she looked down at him, smiling, she began her familiar fucking motion, tightening the muscles of her pussy around his cock as she moved up and down. Justin pumped in rhythmic motion, holding on to the buns of his step-sister's ass. "Oh! I want you! Fuck me! I'll do anything you say. I'm your whore," moaned Janet as she continued to hump and screw.Janet shuddered in wave after wave of orgasm. "Oh, Jan... I'm gonna squirt!" yelled Justin as he felt the cum rushing from his balls. "No, wait!" said Janet hurriedly as she got off of her brother, turned around, and buried her face in his crotch. Justin's cock was pounding as she put in her mouth and stroked in hard and fast. He released his load in gushes -- wave after wave of his hot white cum going into his step-sister's mouth... dripping down her chin and back on to his belly.Janet's legs were spread in front of his face and as he shot off, he fingered his step-sister's hole. When he had shot the last of his sperm into his step-sister's face, she turned and smiled, cum still dripping from her chin. Let's rest then do it some more!END |
jolene.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/jolene.txt | It was an early morning in the middle of summer in the small town that my husband of eighteen years and I lived in located in the southeastern U.S. Mark, my husband worked for the local District Attorneys office, which kept him busy until all hours of the night (and morning) at times. I am a mother of two and have my hands full trying to raise teen boys in what seems like a single parent household. As I was preparing the boy's clothes for their annual Boy Scout outing I felt almost relieved that I would have a whole two weeks to myself!! Mark, my husband came down for breakfast and as usual and right behind him was our dog Champ. Champ was our pet lab of three years that certainly grew into one of the family. As I served breakfast and then saw the boys off to the front door where their Den Leader was waiting to take them to their scouting event I began to plan how I was going to spend the next two glorious weeks of freedom. As I waved goodbye to the boys Mark, walked up behind me and in the voice he uses when he's feeling frisky said "I may be in late tonight.... the boys are gone, and I have a while before I need to be in the office..." I grabbed his arms that were now around my waist and guided him into the den. Mark was semi dressed for work wearing only his suit pants and socks, and I had on my favorite bath robe, you know, the one that's about three years too old but you cant seem to throw out? As mark got stripped down to nothing but a smile and a stiff one I decided to entice him a bit. I turned my back to him and untied the sash to my bathrobe and let it slide down to right above my ass. Now I'm no Miss America, but I think that at 32 years old I can hold my own with anyone my age. As the robe hit the floor I walked over to Mark and told him to lie on his back for me. Mark had a bit of a surprised look on his face, as normally I'm not as uninhibited when it comes to sex. As I mounted Mark and we began to settle into a steady rhythm, I began to feel more and more horny than I have in some time. I decided to pull off of his rigid cock and scale my way up to his waiting mouth. As I sat down on his face and wiggled my clit over his lips I could feel my orgasm building. Mark was sucking my clit like a madman that reminded me how he used to take me when we first met. After about five minutes of good hard clit licking I exploded right over his flicking tongue and stiffened like a board while he licked me over and over. I made my way back to his cock and straddled him and leaned forward so that my nipples were swaying right above his mouth (I love that). Mark reached around and cupped my ass and began to really give it to me and I was pounding him back for all I was worth when I felt what seemed like an ice cube brush across my asshole. I looked back and was horrified to see Champ directly behind my ass sniffing the most private part of my body. Since Mark and I never have sex outside of our bedroom because of the boys, we totally forgot about Champ. I sprang off Mark's cock as if lightning struck me and yelled at Champ to "GO!"Champ kind of cocked his head to the side as if he didn't quite understand that I was severely pissed off with him. Mark braced himself on his elbows and shouted out, "Champ! GO!" and at that Champ lumbered out of the room. Now when I say lumbered I mean exactly that, as Champ was weighs about 10-15 pounds more than me at 115 pounds. After Mark cleaned up and headed off to work I began to plan my day. I thought that I would get the house in order and then do my nails and head down to Wal-Mart to do some shopping, As I began to run my bath water I took a moment to cup my breast and then moved over to the full length mirror that was on the bathroom wall. I turned to the side and admired my still firm round ass and thought how proud I was to have been able to take care of myself and still have the body of a 25 year old, and then out of nowhere it hit me... you know, that horny feeling that you get when you're all alone? I was thinking about the pace at which Mark was fucking me before he went to work and started to feel hot right in the right spot when my mind flashed back at the picture of Champ sniffing my asshole. I felt almost ashamed and angry at the same time but still horny nonetheless. I turned off the bath water and made my way to the bed. As I stretched across the bed and spread my legs in preparation for a good clit rubbing my mind again went back to the picture of Champ nose and tongue near my ass. For some reason now the scene seemed almost hot and I felt myself become wet between the legs. I tried to shut out the thoughts that were coming into my mind but for some reason I couldn't. Without thinking I made my way back down to the den where we were earlier. I checked the front and back doors, letting Champ in through the back door. I went back into the den and closed the door almost completely, leaving it cracked a bit, and then spread out on the den floor. I felt my knees tremble as I decided if I would call Champ or not. I could tell that he was just on the other side of the door. My heart was pounding! What am I doing? This is sick! I can't do this, I'll go to hell... I have two teenaged boys and a husband... I decided that I couldn't go through with it. As I began to get up Champ pushed the door open enough to get through. I had my back turned to him and when he sprang near me I was pushed forward sort of half way under the glass coffee table face down and ass up. In what seemed like a split second; there it was again, just like earlier that cold nose touching my puckered asshole. I let out a moan that seemed to come from deep within my core. I tried to get from beneath the coffee table but then felt Champs tongue brush the lips of my pussy and then touching my clit. I closed my eyes and yelled, "No Champ! NO!" but I could have yelled through a megaphone directly into his ears and it would have made no difference, Champ was licking me like a dog possessed. As I lay there horrified I began to feel myself fighting off an orgasm. "NO! I can't let this dog make me cum!" my mind was screaming. I could hear Champ whining and whimpering behind me as he was going for broke with that tongue of his and then... I just let go, it simply felt too good... I was able to kick Champ away with the heels of my feet and get from under the coffee table.I crawled to the center to the den, placed the side of my head on the floor and then lifted my ass into the air and spread my legs to give Champ full access to my husbands pussy and my children's birth; canal but for this moment in time my pussy was Champs. I slapped my right ass cheek and whispered, "Come here boy!" Champ went wild! His tongue attacked my pussy like a buzz saw licking me from my asshole to my clit. Every time he would reach my clit it would make my asshole pucker even more and then he was back to my asshole leaving my pussy gaping and gasping for air. I was in heaven. I felt my pussy twitching, trying to grab his darting tongue and squeeze it, my head was getting light and I my breath got shorter. I though I was going to cum when Champ just stopped and took about two steps back. I heard him whimper and then felt his weight on my back and then his paws grab my torso. My eyes opened wide in a flash and I gripped the legs of the ottoman chair in front of me. Champ was so heavy... I felt his weight and it moved me forward each time he hunched forward to get closer to me. I was so horny that I couldn't believe it was me doing this... but it was. I wiggled my lily-white ass under his thrusting hips until I felt his furry sheath brush against my pouting pussy lips. I spread my legs as far as I could and at the same time Champ hunched forward and his dick was half way into my vagina. I heard Champ let out a whine and I followed him with a tiny whimper as I could feel him throbbing in me. Champ steadied himself for a second and pounded me with what seemed like four quick jabs into my now sloppy wet pussy. The first three thrusts seemed to guide his dick along the walls of my stretching vagina, but that fourth one REALLY drove his cock deep into my pussy, causing all the air in my stuffed vagina to come blasting out which caused what some call a pussy fart. My husband complains when that happens when we have sex but Champ didn't complain one bit. I yelled and gripped the chair legs as tight as I could as Champ picked up his already fast pace. I tried to match his trust but just couldn't keep up. I felt my pussy start to really quiver and spasm around his stiff dick and then I exploded hard all over his thrusting cock. Champ must have somehow known or felt me because as soon as I did he let out a long whine and came in throbbing spurts. I could feel my pussy filling with his warm seed to the point that it was oozing down my thigh. I felt his dick swell from what I know now was his locking knot. We stayed there for what seemed like 10 minutes before I felt Camp pull out of me and heard the sound of his dick leaving my sopping vagina. After I cleaned up I let Champ out of the house and finished my bath, that was the beginning of a wonderful two weeks.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 51 |
buffy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/buffy.txt | Buffy could hardly wait to get to acting camp. She'd gone every year since she was ten and she loved it. It was outdoors, which she liked because she was a city girl, but what she liked the most was that she had friends there she rarely got to see.One of them was Megan, who was a special friend. They had learned to masturbate together at acting camp three years ago. They had been roommates that year and Megan taught her how wonderful it felt to stroke her little clitty and stick fingers and other things in her pussy.Another was her summertime boyfriend, Jack. They lived too far apart to go steady all the time, but at camp they snuck away as much as they could do kiss and pet. Jack was the first boy to touch Buffy's hot pussy, and slide his finger in it. That had happened just last year. Buffy didn't want to get a reputation as a slut, so she didn't let the boys she went to school with do things like that to her. When she went on dates she kissed passionately, and had even jacked a few boys off - something Jack had taught her last year - but she never let them touch anything except her full teen breasts. That was usually enough for most boys. Her breasts were breathtaking. They were large and heavy, but didn't sag even half an inch. They were topped with crinkly brown areolas and nice pencil sized nipples that got hard and long when boys played with them. One boy wanted to suck them, but she didn't let him. She was saving that for Jack... this year.Then there was Bob. He was a counselor at Acting Camp. He was a good acting coach, but mostly the girls liked him because he was handsome, and he always told the girls how beautiful they were, and what fantastic actresses they were.But what they liked best was that he acted WITH them to help them understand the techniques required. For instance, Bob was the one who had taught every girl in Acting Camp how to properly do a screen kiss. Until you were 13, screen kisses had to be done by putting the lips on just the corner of the mouth, turning the head so that the audience couldn't see that it wasn't really a kiss. Up to about age 16, kisses were full contact with the lips, but nothing else. Bob's lips were always soft and warm and jelly-like, and his screen kisses made the girls all feel funny inside. Once you were seventeen or older, he gave private lessons in how to do French-kissing on screen. They were private, he said, because the younger kids didn't need to see that kind of thing.A lot of girls came out of those private lessons with a far away look in their eyes. If people would have looked closer they might have noticed that some of these girls walked a little funny too. And if they would have noticed that, they might have noticed that those girls were the ones who came back to acting camp until they were in their twenties, getting private instruction from him on a variety of things. But nobody noticed.Another type of private lesson he gave involved boys. He'd pick a boy and a girl, usually who were boyfriend and girlfriend at camp. Then he'd teach them the physical strokes that went along with kissing. First, he'd demonstrate by kissing the girl and running his hands all over her body, cupping her breasts and pulling her to him with his hands on her buttocks. Once she was panting he'd let the boy practice and have the girl tell him if he was doing it right or not. If anyone would have noticed, they'd have noticed that these boys and girls often ended up out in the woods together on nature walks, or off to one side in the swimming lake.Acting camp was set up so that two girls shared a room, or two boys shared a room. The cabins were duplexes of a sort, with a common wall and the doors led out onto a common porch. These units were called quads, because four students were housed in each one. Usually there were four girls to quad, or four boys, but, occasionally, it turned out that half a quad had boys in it, while the other half had girls.That was what happened this year, as Buffy found out when her parents let her out at camp and drove off, telling her to have a nice month. She had called ahead to make sure that she and Megan got put together. They screamed and giggled when they saw each other, like fifteen year old girls do, and then went to find out who their quad mates were. It turned out to be two boys they'd never met, so after saying "Hi" they went off to the dining hall to get a snack and renew old friendships.When Jack showed up there was a tearful reunion, with hot kisses, until a counselor told them to break it up. She told him where her quad was and mentioned there were two boys on the other side, both new and both only about eleven. He got a look in his eye and said he'd be right back. The next thing she knew he was back, saying that he and Mark Simpson were now her and Megan's quad mates! Buffy smiled, knowing that Megan had the hots for Mark and had for several years. He had an acting camp girlfriend named Nancy, but she'd moved away during the school year and wasn't expected to come back this year.And so it was, that, after supper and campfire, all four teens ended up on the porch of the quad, flirting. Buffy and Jack happily refreshed their relationship by kissing and groping each other passionately, while Megan and Mark watched. When Megan suggested that it looked like fun, Mark jumped at the chance. Megan was as much of a fox as Buffy even if her hair was as black as Buffy's was platinum blond. Soon Megan and Mark were kissing hotly and, while their hands didn't stray farther than each other's backs and sides, they felt good non-the-less.The next day Buffy sighed up for the classes she wanted. Her very first one was with Bob and she squealed happily when she saw him. Her hug was forceful and she pressed her ripening body against him as he smiled and hugged her back."Good Grief, girl!" he exclaimed. "What in the world are they feeding you. You look like you're about twenty-one!"Buffy dimpled at him and said "You know I'm only fifteen, you big flirt."He held her away and his hungry eyes swept over her body. "Well you sure can't tell by looking. I think I might make a special exception and give you some private lessons this year. Would you like that?"Buffy knew a little bit about what private lessons entailed. It was hard to get anything out of the kids who went to private lessons. They wouldn't talk about what went on behind those closed doors. But once in a while somebody would let something slip, and you could see from what the boys and girls did after those lessons that they must be pretty hot. "Oh YES!" she chirped. "Could Megan come too? Pleease?"Just then Megan came up, having signed up for the same class. Again there were squeals and hugs and as Bob held the girl he said "I think we could arrange that. Megan, would you like me to make a special exception and give you and Buffy some private lessons? Do you think you guys are old enough for that?"Megan smiled widely "YES!" she yelled, and jumped up in the air."Keep it down": advised a grinning Bob. "We don't want the other girls to get jealous, now do we?" The girls quieted immediately. "OK, now, you two come to my cabin tonight during free time and we'll start the lessons, OK? And not a word to anyone." He thought for a minute. "Do you two have boyfriends here at camp?"Buffy jumped up and down. "I do! His name is Jack!"Megan said "I met a guy last night and I like him a lot. His name is Mark, but I don't suppose you could call him my boyfriend.""Has he kissed you yet?" asked Bob, looking intently at the girl."Oh yeah, we made out last night." she giggled."OK... hmmmmmm... well, I tell you what, girls... let's keep it secret from the boys for a few days, and if it looks like it will work out with you two girls we might even expand it to include the boys. How's that?"Both girls knew enough about private lessons that they knew there was some kind of sex involved. That was fine with Megan, because she had a big secret that she hadn't even told Buffy yet. She was waiting for the right time, when the two girls could be alone for a while. Megan had taught Buffy everything she knew about sex, and now maybe they could both learn some more together."We PROMISE!" both girls said, putting their dainty hands over their left teen breasts. Bob wished it was his hand. But there would be time enough for that later.That night at supper the boys wanted the girls to sneak off into the woods during free time. "Oh gee, I wish we could" said Buffy, leaning over to kiss Jack lightly on the lips. "But we can't. We sighed up for this thing and we have to do it during free time. It has to do with makeup. Maybe you guys could come along?" she said sweetly. Megan just grinned. Both boys said "NO THANKS!" and started talking about shooting some hoops.Free time after supper went until lights-out, which wasn't until eleven. There were lots of things to do during free time, including various extra classes and practice sessions. There were, as well, classes on makeup, like Buffy had alluded to, costume, set production, fund raising and all the other things that go along with small town productions, which is what most of these kids were involved in. Each counselor had his or her own list of things people could sign up for. So it wasn't odd for the two girls to be seen going to Bob's cabin. They'd never been in there before, and they were surprised to see how nice it was. There was a small bathroom off one wall, and the rest of it was one room, but it was beautiful. All the furniture was made of wood from the forest, and there was carpet on the floor. There were curtains too, over all the windows. The bed was what surprised them the most, though. It was HUGE, King sized at least, and it had red satin sheets on it! There were a couple of big easy chairs that faced the bed. He also had a TV set up, with a DVD and tape player attached. It was quite a cozy place. The girls were fresh in their white camp T shirts and blue gym shorts. Both girls had their hair done up in a pony tail that bobbed and swung whenever they moved their heads. They looked delicious."My goodness you girls look sexy" said Bob, who was sitting in one of the easy chairs. He was dressed in a T shirt and shorts much like theirs. His feet were bare."Oh Bob" gushed Buffy "Stop that! You're just teasing us."He smiled. "That I most certainly am NOT, my sexy dears, and I think I'll be able to prove it to you a little later on. But first! What is the one thing that will ruin a performance faster than anything else?""Forgetting your lines," yelled Megan."No, you can always adlib" said Bob."Coming in late on cue?" said Buffy."No, that's not it either. If you're late, the rest of the actors should be able to cover for you. No, this is something that only some people feel, but which can wreck a whole career."Megan jumped up and down "I know... I know... STAGE FRIGHT!!""Exactly!" said Bob. "Excellent. And how do you battle stage fright?""Gee, I don't know," said both girls."Have either of you had speech in school?" said Bob."I have," said Buffy."Did your teacher ever tell you to fight stage fright by imagining that your whole audience was naked?""YES! She DID say that! I remember that!" said Buffy excitedly."Well, I'm going to use that technique to help make sure you girls NEVER have stage fright. Only what we're going to do is BE naked, rather than imagine somebody else being naked." With that he stood up and took off his shirt.Buffy shifted from foot to foot. She really wanted to see Bob naked. That would be so cool. But she wasn't so sure about taking her own clothes off. She didn't think she looked very good naked. "I don't know Bob" she said, looking at the floor.Bob put a finger under her chin. "I bet you think your body is ugly." he said, looking into her eyes. He saw her pupils dilate and knew he'd hit the nail on the head. "You think your breasts are too big, or too small, or the wrong shape. You probably don't have much pubic hair, and think you should have lots more, like your mother probably does. You think your hips are wrong, or your belly button looks funny. Something like that? Am I right?" He kept staring right into her eyes."How did you know that?" Buffy said with a whisper."It's all part of stage fright" he said calmly. "Let me try one thing to help you, and then we'll see if you want to stay on in private classes. Let me see you naked, and if I can agree with you on anything you don't like about your body, you can quit. How's that?" He darted a look at Megan, but she had her hands on the bottom of her shirt, like she was itching to take it off, so he didn't worry about her."OK, I guess." mumbled Buffy. She was nervous, but she pulled off her shirt. She really wanted to see Bob naked, and thought this was the only way. Her blue shorts were next, and she was left in a lacy white bra and even lacier blue panties. Megan had on a sports bra and yellow panties. "Aren't you going to take off your shorts?" said Megan to Bob, who was standing there in shorts only."I don't have anything on under them" he said. "I didn't want to make you girls nervous.""I won't be nervous" said Megan. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, baring her chocolaty smooth breasts with their black nipples. When Buffy hesitated, Megan turned her and said "Here, I'll help!" She unsnapped Buffy's bra and when Buffy put both hands on top of the bra to keep it on her titties Megan leaned down and jerked Buffy's panties to her knees. Both girls shrieked and then giggled, but Buffy finally got up the courage to step out of them and drop her bra. Megan skinned her own panties off and stood, looking at Bob."Now you" she said.Bob stared at the two girls. They were gorgeous. Buffy had perfect breasts that looked big enough to feed babies already. Megan's were smaller, but still nice and round. Her nipples looked like Hershey's kisses and he wanted to taste them. He'd been right about Buffy having very little pussy hair. He could see her protruding pink lips just barely. Megan had thicker black pussy hair, but her pussy lips stuck out even further. He was very glad he'd decided to tutor these two girls. He bent over and pulled his shorts down, stepping out of them. When he stood up he said "And this, girls, is my proof that I think you are both sexy."The girls stared, their mouths open, as his erection was displayed before their unbelieving eyes. His bone was at full mast, sticking straight out from his nest of curly brown hair. It was a good seven and a half inches long, and about as big around as three of the girls' fingers. It was not circumcised, and the hood was pulled back quite a bit due to the state of his erection. His snake eye was peeking out at the world, and the two naked girls in particular."Buffy, he's got a BONER!" squealed Megan and she blushed bright red."Oh my gosh!" said Buffy, who was staring at the stiff prick like a bird stares at a snake that's about to eat it. "Oh my GOSH!" she squealed."Now girls!" said Bob in a stern voice. That's the whole point here. If you can learn to be comfortable around people naked, then you'll never suffer from stage fright. Think about it. Both of you are pretty uncomfortable right now, true?""Yeah!" said both girls."OK, then, what we're doing is working on that. We're going to do normal things while we're naked, until you don't even notice it, OK? Trust me girls, this will work. I've done it a lot of times.""But you've got a BONER Bob!" sighed Buffy."Oh, that just means he wants to have sex with us." said Megan. "That's all.""Really?" said Buffy wide eyed. "Is that true Bob? Is your... thing stiff because you want to have sex with us?"Bob smiled. "Like I said, girls, you are both gorgeous sexy girls, and I'm a normal man, so of course I want to have sex with you. But that's not why we're here. We're here to work on your stage fright. Nothing is going to happen to you that you don't want to happen. Now, what shall we do to get comfortable?"Megan was excited. Bob's penis reminded her of her secret, and she wanted to tell Buffy in the worst way. But not yet. "Well" she said. "We could clean house.""Great idea" said Bob and he got a broom for her. He handed Buffy a dustpan and he grabbed a rag. "I'll dust" he said. Then he pretended to dust while he watched the two teens move around the cabin naked. His cock got harder and harder. Usually the girls he did this with were older, but these girls were HOT and he was glad he'd taken them in. Buffy bent over to put the dustpan down and he saw her cute cunny winking at him under her butt cheeks. He wanted to slide his cock into that sweet teen pussy, but he'd have to wait. It was too soon yet. And Megan was gorgeous too. She stretched upward with the broom to get at a cobweb up on the ceiling and her legs parted as she stood on one toe. He got a good look at her fat chewy pussy lips. He realized his hand was on his cock, jacking it slowly and made himself stop just as Buffy turned around to look at him.But Megan had seen him. She whispered to Buffy "He's jackin' off Buffy!" Buffy turned immediately. She'd jacked off a couple of boys. Megan had told her how to do it right. She liked seeing the boys dicks shoot off, except it was messy.Buffy forgot she was naked. She marched right up to Bob and said "You were jackin' off, weren't you Bob?"He smiled. "Like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie. You girls have got me going. I wasn't exactly jacking off. I'm just so hot that it felt good to touch myself. Don't you touch yourself when you're horny Buffy?" She blushed and he said "I thought so. You too I bet" he said to Megan. Buffy laughed and said "You bet she does. She taught ME how to do it!"Bob raised his eyebrows and said "You girls are nasty... doing that together. See? That's the kind of thing that makes me want to touch myself." He grabbed his dong and began stroking it. "You don't mind, do you girls? You're so sexy and you've made me so hot, I can't help it. Say it's OK for me to do it girls, I need to get some relief!"Both girls watched him, nodding. Their breath was coming faster. They were excited. Their nipples were stiff and achy. He stroked and a drop of man dew flipped off the tip of his prick. He was standing, legs spread, his leaking prick pointed right at the two naked girls. He jacked, staring at their nipples, dreaming of sucking them. He looked at their pussies, thinking about stroking his prick in them until the girls fainted. His sap shot out in a three foot arc and splatted on the floor right in front of Buffy's feet. She jumped, but didn't back up. He shot again and then three more times before he had to sit down in the chair because his knees were weak."Wow!" said Megan."Awesome!" said Buffy.Both had itchy pussies and couldn't wait to get home to their cabin so they could rub themselves to a nice orgasm. They stayed another hour, setting the table and then putting the silverware away. They made popcorn in the microwave and talked about the school year. Just like Bob had said, they soon quit paying so much attention to the fact that they were all naked. He sent them home, telling them to come back the next night. It was early yet, but the girls wanted to get naked again, this time in their room. They did just that and they didn't quit masturbating until they'd each had three nice long cums.The next night both girls got to Bob's and started taking their clothes off without even being told. Bob looked at them and once again, when he dropped his shorts he was hard as a board. The girls giggled and Megan said "Gee, I guess we did it again, Buffy."Buffy struck a pose. "That's what you get for having us in private lessons, Bob. Are you going to beat off again tonight? That was so hot last night."Bob stroked his cock slowly. "I bet you girls went back to your cabin last night and touched yourselves. Didn't you now? Come on, tell the truth."Buffy flamed red again. Megan smiled timidly, but nodded.Bob kept stroking. "That makes me so hot. Yes, I'm gonna have to do it again tonight." He stroked some more and the girls watched him closely. "I bet you girls have seen boys do this, haven't you? I bet you helped them, didn't you? How bout it Buffy, have you ever helped a boy get off like this? You DID, I can see it in your pretty face."Buffy was excited that she had made this handsome man so horny. Buffy's face flamed red. "I HAD to. He wanted to put his hand in my panties, and the only way I could keep him from doing it was to jack him off!""That's OK Buffy" panted Bob. "It's completely normal, and it's a good way to keep a boy in line. I understand that boy, though. I'd like to put my hand in your panties too Buffy. You too Megan. I'd really like to put my hand in your panties too.""But we're not wearin' any panties Bob!" laughed Buffy."You know what I mean!" huffed Bob. "I wish I could rub your pussies.""But you can't! You're our counselor! It would be all wrong!" moaned Buffy.Megan came closer to Bob. "You can rub MY pussy Bob!" she cried. She was hot as a firecracker from watching him jerk his big boner. Her secret was bursting inside her. "I NEED you to rub my pussy Bob!" she said as she came within his reach.Bob kept one hand on his cock and he slid the other onto Megan's floppy pussy lips. He felt them, he squeezed them, she was wet and slippery. He slid a finger up in her and she moaned. "Buffy! I have to tell you a secret!" she moaned.Buffy couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her best friend was letting Bob feel her up. Megan didn't let boys feel her up. And now she was babbling about some secret. "What?" she said, confused."I said I have to tell you a secret." panted Megan. "I was gonna wait, but I can't... Ohhh that feels so good." she sighed as Bob worked his thick finger in her pussy.Buffy was still confused. Why would Megan have to tell a secret NOW? While she was being violated by her counselor? "What are you talking about?" she whined. Watching Bob's finger sliding in and out of her friend's pussy was making Buffy hot. She wanted to rub her pussy, but she didn't think she should in front of Bob.Megan sat down in the easy chair, pulling Bob to kneel between her legs. She lay back and spread her legs wide so Bob could stick his finger in her more. He jerked with one hand and finger-fucked Megan with the other.Megan hunched her pussy up at Bob's finger. "You know my Uncle Frank?" Buffy nodded. "Well, I went to stay with him for New Years, while my parents were gone to New York" Buffy was still confused. "So what does that have to do with the fact that Bob's got his finger in your pussy?""While I was there he taught me some stuff" whined Megan."Stuff?" said Buffy."What kind of stuff Megan?" said Bob."He popped my cherry!" yipped Megan."WHAT!?" yelled Buffy."I SAID HE POPPED MY CHERRY!" squealed Megan. "And now I want to have something in my pussy." Her hips were going wild.Bob pulled his finger out of the heaving girl. "I have something to put in your sweet pussy" he said, walking on his knees until the tip of his boner was right at the gaping entrance of Megan's chocolate pussy."NO! You CAN'T!" yelled Buffy."YES!" yelled Megan "I WANT TO!"Bob let his prick touch her pussy. She moaned and yelled "YES!". Bob slid it in... all the way in... until there was no more to give her. She went "AHHHHHHH... OH THANK YOU BOB".Buffys hand dove to her crotch and she rubbed her pussy frantically. Her best friend was being fucked right in front of her! This was the hottest thing she ever saw in her life. Bob's complete, HUGE cock was buried in her friend's pussy! She couldn't believe it.Bob started bucking his hips back and then forward, and Buffy could see that immense long thing sliding out and then back in to Megan's pussy. It looked shiny and slick... and HUGE. But Megan didn't act like it was too big. Quite the contrary, she cooed and held Bob to her, telling him how much she loved his big stiff prick. Pretty soon her eyes got big and she yelled "I'm cummin' Buffy, I'm feelin' it good!"And Bob was right there with her. He said "Yes, cum all over my cock little Megan, and I'll give you a present. Then he stiffened and groaned and shoved his cock deep in Megan's chocolate belly. He grunted several times and Buffy knew that his cock was squirting, just like it had the night before, except that all that stuff was going up into Megan's pussy! It was so hot that Buffy felt her own orgasm coming on her.When he was done Bob dragged his shrinking prick out of Megan's well-fucked pussy.She lay there, legs spread, thick white spunk filling her open pussy mouth and running out and down to her butt. "Oh gee you squirted so much stuff in me Bob, what shall I do? It's leaking out all over the place!"Bob stood staring at the pussy he'd just filled up with his baby juice. "You should hold it in Megan." he said. "Just put a couple of fingers over it and it'll soak in. That way it won't make a mess." He secretly hoped that by holding it in she would ensure there would be a healthy kicking baby in her womb in about six months.Buffy was getting her cookies too as she rubbed her pussy furiously. "OH! I'm gonna cum!" she squealed. She was surprised when Bob appeared in front of her on his knees. His face darted to her pussy as his hand pulled her hand away. His long tongue licked her clitty and he sucked on it hard. Buffy was frozen with passion. "Ooooooo Megan he's licking my muffy!" she cried, feeling his tongue making her happy. "Shit! It feels good!" she moaned as she pushed herpussy into his face. He pushed her backward, toward the bed until she ran into it. She flopped back, weak with the thrills he was giving her. Now he could really press his face into her slit and he nibbled her clit. She popped!"AWWWWWWWWW!" she groaned as her orgasm splashed all over inside her. Her pussy squirted and Bob lapped it all up. As she came down he worked his way up and suckled her puffy and hard nipples as she sighed. Then, as she watched in awe, he fisted his slick used up prick and milked a big blob of rich white cream out of the snake-eye. As it was ready to drip off, he lowered his prick tip between Buffy's spread naked pussy lips and rubbed that cream into her pussy mouth. He spread it all over and even tried to poke his cock in her a little, but it was too soft.It was quiet in the room as they all panted, trying to get their breaths."Wow" said Megan, looking adoringly at Bob. "We fucked!"He nodded and said "Are you sorry?""OH NO!" she squealed. "I love to fuck. It feels so good. Can we keep fucking Bob? Please?""I suppose so, though that's not supposed to be in your private lessons. But what about Buffy? We don't want to leave her out. She might feel jealous."Buffy opened her mouth and laughed. "You don't need to worry about me. That thing wouldn't fit in me in a million years. But I sure liked it when you licked my pussy. I've heard of that but I was too scared to let the boys do that. They might want to fuck my cherry."Bob looked at her hotly. He knew who was going to pluck that particular fruit.The next night when the girls got there Bob was already naked. He let them in and by the time they were naked he had another hardon. He went up to Megan and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. Their tongues flipped and he bent his knees. He lifted one of her legs and plugged his cock into her cute teen pussy. Then he stood up and filled her belly with cock. Megan sighed with happiness as he lifted her off the floor. Then he bounced her until she was shaking she came so hard. He walked her to the bed, where Buffy was lying, spread out, finger-fucking herself rapidly."You guys look so hot" she gasped as she stuck two fingers in her cunt.Bob flopped Megan back on the bed and ate her pussy for a while. Then he crawled up and while he sucked her black nipples, he slid his cock in her again. He pounded her, fucking her with long hard strokes and she squirted on his cock again. He looked at Buffy. He wanted to shoot his sperm in her. He knew Megan would let him plant his seed in her any time, but he really wanted to pick Buffy's fresh cherry. "You want me to lick you again?" he said, leaning over the sex crazed teen."Oh yeah, please suck my pussy again Bob" she moaned.He pulled his hard dick out of Megan and got down to feast on Buffy's pussy. Two orgasms later he'd worked his way up to her full breasts, and was licking and sucking her inch long nipples as she squirmed under him. He let his hard cock dig into her pussy. He kissed her. "I want to fuck you Buffy," he said between kisses. He poked her pussy with his cock."Nooo you can't," she moaned, but she kissed him more."Come on, you'll love it," he said. He pushed and her pussy lips spread open for him."Nooo, I'm a virgin," she whined."I know you are, and I want to be the first man to fill your sweet pussy up." He pushed again and the head of his cock popped into her pussy mouth."Nooo, you can't," she panted. But her hips pushed up. "I'm scared. You have to take it out." Her hips pushed up again and an inch went in her."OK, I'll take it out," he said and he pushed some more. She was tight, and hot and slick."When you gonna take it out Bob?" she said, humping at him.He sucked her nipples some more, until her pussy was jumping and had gobbled up another two inches of his boner. He had about half of it in her now."I'm gonna take it out soon," he said. He looked her in the eye. She looked back. She was taking him good. He pushed the rest in her in one long, slow shove. His cock tip hit her cervix and her eyes went round and wide."It's in me," she whispered, panting. "Your cock's in my pussy Bob!""Yeah it is" he kissed her. "But I'm gonna take it out." He began pulling it out, an inch at a time, slowly. Buffy decided she didn't want it out any more. "No wait!" she said. "Leave it in a little longer."Bob slid it back in. Then he started fucking her. He didn't pound Buffy. He stared in her green eyes and he pronged her gently. His cock tip kissed her cervix over and over until she trembled and shook and had her first cum with a prick in her. It was a good cum, better than her fingers would do. She loved it. She knew now why Megan let Bob fuck her so quickly.Bob knew he had another fuck toy. He kept rodding her slowly as she came. Then, when it was over, he let himself go. He slid in a few more times and put his lips in her ear. "I'm gonna squirt now Buffy," he whispered. She shuddered as he pushed it in hard. "My cock's clear in your womb baby," he whispered. "Here it is!"His cock bucked and a long hot silver ribbon of sperm lanced into Buffy's womb. "I'm sperming you baby," he said, as two more heavy shots of juice soaked her baby box. "It's all for you and Megan," he said as he packed a half a cup of seed into her garden. And with every spurt, Bob hoped he was making a baby in this cute girl.***Bob made the girls take some time off. He didn't want their boyfriends to get suspicious. Besides, he had his eye on some other cute girls who might just need a shot of his heavy cock in their pussies too. He told Buffy and Megan to come back in a week for more private lessons.The next night the girls hooked up with Jack and Mark. Both girls were horny from fucking, and both wanted to fuck some more. They invited the boys into their side of the quad. In no time they were lying on their beds, each with a boy's hand in their pants.Buffy said, "My pants are too tight. I think I might have to take them off." Jack grinned, and happily helped her remove them. Now all that kept his hands from her pussy were her skimpy panties. Jack slid his hand in those panties and slicked a finger in his girlfriend.Megan didn't say anything. She just took her pants off and pulled Mark's off too. "Have you ever had a blow job? I'd sort of like to taste you." she whispered in Mark's ear.Mark was astounded. He'd tried and tried to get a girl to suck his dick, but none of them would. Now here was this milk chocolate beauty offering to do it. He pulled his skivvies down, exposing his long thin boner and Megan swallowed the whole thing. She sucked and kissed and slurped on it until he said he was going to shoot and then she pulled off."Nooo," he moaned. "I was so close." Megan crawled on top of him and kissed him. "I'll swallow it later. Right now I know a better way to get it in my tummy." Then, to his utter amazement, she lifted her pussy up and sank down on his aching prick. He wasn't ready for that. He wasn't prepared. He blew his cork and flooded her young pussy with potent teenage cum. Megan laughed and fucked her new lover hard, milking every bit. Then she rolled him over so he could fuck her some more.Buffy and Jack were going at it hard now. His fingers were in her. She needed more. She took off her top. She dropped her bra. She demanded that he suck her nipples. He pulled her panties down and she let him. He had his cock out. He wanted to put it in her but he didn't think she'd let him. He tried to be sneaky and slip it in slowly. As soon as Buffy felt his cock at the opening of her sex she slammed her pussy up and swallowed half his cock. Her legs came up and her heel whacked his ass. He drove forward and, just like that, he was fucking his girlfriend. She was hot and tight and she made him want to squirt. "You gonna shoot in me?" she panted in his ear."I want to," he said."I want you to," she cooed.He fired her full of his potent teenaged cum. He packed her pussy. He shot until his balls hurt. She loved every hot spurt.They all fell asleep, but teenage boys can do it a lot. Both boys woke up in the night and wanted to fuck their girls some more. The girls let them. By morning those girls should have weighed two pounds more with all that sperm in their bellies. For the next two days, every time Jack could get Buffy alone some place, or Mark could get Megan alone some place. They slid their ever stiff cocks into ever horny pussies and squirted them full of hot slippery cream. Every time the girls found themselves somewhere where no one would see, they spread their perfect teen legs for their randy boy friends and let them slid their pricks in and out of their pussies until they came. Those bad boys always stuck their nasty cocks just as far up in the girls as they could and then squirted.Bob couldn't wait a week to fuck his two favorite fuck toys. He had them come in every two days for private lessons. Every two days he served up a hot load of cum for each girl's pussy. He taught them how to give the best blow jobs. He ate their pussies better than anyone else. They loved his lessons and used them on their boy friends.Now, you might think that, what with getting their pussies packed with baby butter every single day (and twice at night) that these girls would have ended up pregnant. Acting camp was, after all, three months long. Both girls had their periods the first month. Megan missed her period the next month. She didn't care. Buffy missed her period just 10 days before she left to go back home. Both girls told Bob, and of course he thought those babies were his. Neither girl knew and neither girl cared. They knew how to fuck and suck and they knew they could get men to do whatever they wanted.So they left acting camp knocked up good and proper.Megan went to visit her Uncle as soon as she got home. In no time at all she was flat on her back while he packed her full of his spooge. When her parents found out she was pregnant, they were furious and kicked her out. Her nice Uncle, who of course thought the baby was his, took her in so she'd have someplace to live. That worked out well for them both, since after that he got to fuck her every single day.When Buffy finally admitted to her mother that she hadn't had a period in four months, her mother screamed and yelled and grounded Buffy to the house until the baby was born. Poor Buffy. The only male around was her big brother. She cried on his shoulder and in no time he was sneaking into her room every night and fucking her socks off. Seeing as how it was safe to cum in her, he did. The only problem was that, after the baby was born - a fine healthy beautiful boy - he kept shooting off in her until she was knocked up good and proper again!What a pair of sluts our little actresses were. But, you know what? Neither one of them EVER had a single attack of stage fright! In fact, I hear they did so well in the local amateur theatrical company... they've been selected to be counselors at acting camp!END |
dancinglessons.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/dancinglessons.txt | If Randy had realized how wild Carmen's temper was, he would never have gotten involved with her.Not that he wasn't warned. When he met her at a friend's party, she captivated him, and he spent the night in deep conversation with her. Before he left to take her home, an ex-girlfriend pulled him aside."Be careful with Carmen," she said. "Carmen has a temper, and I've heard stories about what she's done to men who trifle with her. Since you are a player, I suggest you stay as far away as possible."Thanks," he said. He didn't take advice from ex-girlfriends. If he had seen the twinkle in her eyes and the smile on her face as she walked away, he might have realized his ex-girlfriend knew that and had been playing him.Randy had a lot of ex-girlfriends. He fell hard for a pretty face and a good body, and for a few months, he couldn't get enough of them, especially if they were as insatiable for sex as he was. Some of them even moved in with him.He wasn't devious or cruel. It's just that as time wore on, another pretty face or amazing body caught his eye, and he was pulled away. He couldn't help it, he would explain to the angry girl who was about to be another ex, that's just the way he was.They didn't like being discarded like old garbage, and some of them were still angry, but they all had to admit that he was never cruel, never bragged about his conquests and was always as friendly and courteous to them as he had been from day one. It's just that he had no further use for them.What he liked about Carmen was not only her striking beauty and her lithe, well-proportioned body, but also her fire and passion. She was a professional dancer and dance instructor, and when he went to see her perform, she always had the roles where she was the jealous woman who either killed herself or took violent revenge on those who wronged her. She would throw her whole body into the role, and watching her turned Randy on. When they came home after one of her shows, both of them were wild in bed and carried on until they fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.She moved in with him, and their intense relationship burned brightly for more than four months. But then she noticed that he wasn't as eager for her as he had been earlier.When she asked him about it, he told her it wasn't her fault, that it was normal that their sex was less frequent and less frenetic now. That's always how it was when couples were together a long time. It was just a new stage of their relationship. She didn't like the explanations, but she put up with them until the night she and some fellow dancers went to a bar on the other side of town after a rehearsal. While they were sitting around a table talking, something caught her eye across the room. She squinted for a second, and then she was sure. It was Randy with a pretty young woman.She got home ahead of him, and when he walked in the door, she screamed at him, "You liar!" He realized immediately that she knew, and he tried to calm her down with his "That's the way I am" speech. She would have none of it and kept on cursing him and calling him a disgusting animal who was incapable of being loyal to anything except his penis.As she got wilder, she got more graphic and began threatening him and talking about things like taking a knife and cutting off his testicles. He saw that the conversation was getting nowhere and probably the best thing he could do was leave and talk to her later when she had calmed down.As he got up, she screamed, "Come back here, you pig!" and then he saw her start to open drawers in the kitchen. He scrambled to get to the front door and felt something heavy hit him in the back just before he ducked out.He didn't return until the next night, when he knew she would be at a rehearsal. He dumped all of his stuff into the boxes he had brought and left in a hurry.She called him a few days later, and her voice was calm. "Nick," she said, "we need to straighten out a few bills. I'm moving out of the apartment, because it's too expensive for me to be there alone. Can you come over?""How about if we meet at Starbucks?" he said. "I can be there in five minutes."There was a pause at her end, and then she said calmly, "Fine. I'll see you there."The conversation at the coffee house started as all business. They went through the bills and divided things up fairly, with no objections from either of them. Then Carmen swept the papers into her purse and looked up at him."You know you aren't going to get away with this, Nick," she said. Her voice was soft, but there was an edge to her tone."Get away with what?" he asked. "I thought you were satisfied with the way we split the bills.""I mean get away with humiliating me the way you did," she said. "You could have told me honestly that you weren't interested in continuing our relationship. I would have been angry, sure, but at least I could have held my head up high."But you lied to me and snuck around with your whore. I'm sure some of my friends saw you with her at that bar. You demeaned me, and I'm not going to forget it. You're going to pay big time for what you did.""Listen to yourself, Carmen," he said. "First of all, she's not a whore, but a very nice person. The reason I didn't say anything was because I thought you would react like this, and I was trying to think of the best way to tell you. I love your craziness, especially in bed, but this is an ugly side of it that isn't flattering to you.""So you loved my craziness," she said and snorted. She was still speaking softly with a steely tone. "You're going to love it even more when I figure out what to do to you. Enjoy your nice new girlfriend while you can. Goodbye." She got up from the table and rushed out before he had the chance to say another word.He was worried about his safety and put a double lock on the door of his new apartment. But after a few months of looking behind him, he gave up the paranoia and settled into his normal life. The new girlfriend gave way to another new girlfriend a few months later, and Carmen was not showing up at any of the bars or parties he went to, so he put her out of his mind until the night we went to a dance concert and saw her performing one of her usual passionate roles. He shivered as she stabbed her false lover to death and left the theater quickly with his current girlfriend after the show.He spent some time at his girlfriend's apartment and arrived home around 1 a.m. As he turned the key in the door, two figures came from the darkness on either side of the porch and grabbed him. One put a handkerchief over his mouth and pressed hard. He tried to yell, but only a soft muffled sound came out.He saw it was two men as they pushed and dragged him down the steps to a car parked in front of his house. They shoved him in the back seat, and one man pushed in next to him while the other man went around to the other door and got on the other side. Almost before the doors were slammed shut, the car's tires screeched as it took off and drove quickly through the darkened streets.That's when he noticed Carmen was sitting next to the driver. He began yelling, but nobody in the car responded to his shouts. The windows were all up, and after a while, he got short of breath and felt his voice cracking, so he stopped and sat in silence. Were they going to mutilate him? he thought. Were they going to kill him?The car drove to an area of dark, deserted factories and pulled up to the only one with a light shining out of some of its windows. One man pushed the handkerchief into his mouth again, and then both of them dragged him into the building. They pulled him up a flight of stairs and into a large brightly lit room with a wooden floor and a few pieces of furniture and sat him down in a chair. When he saw Carmen enter the room with the driver, he started to get up."Sit down, Randy," she said. "I can have you tied to that chair if you prefer and gagged, too, although no one can hear anything around here because all the other buildings in this neighborhood are empty. I'll do whatever it takes for you to sit there and listen to me."He sat back down."You've probably guessed that it's payback time, but don't worry. I'm not as crazy as you think. I saved money and planned this for months and have had everything set up for more than two weeks."Then I began having second thoughts and started backing away from my plan. I thought maybe I needed to control my rage and get you out of my mind because thinking about revenge wasn't healthy for me. I think I was nearly ready to give it up, and then I saw you in the audience tonight with another new girl. I thought to myself, how many has he gone through since he went through me? How can he come here and watch me as if I was nothing to him? All my disgust with you came flooding back, and I knew I had to go through with this or else I could never move on."I'm not going to cut you up or do anything to physically hurt you. I've decided the best revenge is to demean you, because that's what you did to me. I'm not going to tell you more than you need to know right now, because I want to surprise you."First of all, you're going to be living here for the next five or six months. There are some bedrooms off this studio where some of my dancer friends live. They and some others are helping me out with this, and the men are pretty strong. When none of them can be here for a few hours, you may have to be restrained in your bedroom for a while. But we have a TV there."I spent a lot of time on your story. You're emailing your office and your girlfriend tomorrow that you had to leave in a hurry for Portland on a family matter. It's very personal and you don't want to hear from anyone, except by email. I don't think you've changed your password since we broke up, have you? I see you haven't. I'm sorry, but you know I can't help being jealous, so I watched you until I found out what it was so I could check your email and see if any girls were writing you. I apologize."You're asking for a nine-month leave of absence, but you're telling your office you'll probably be back before then. If they don't give it to you, you're telling them that you'll have to quit, and to please hold any money that's owed to you until you get back. Your relatives in Portland will take care of all your finances until then."If your current girlfriend has a key to your apartment and goes over there tomorrow, she'll find all the perishables were taken out to the dumpster and everything's tidy, as if you're away on a trip. If she writes you, you'll respond in brief messages telling her you have no time to talk or write and she'll have to wait a few months. If that's not good enough for her, you'll tell her you're sorry and will understand if she feels she needs to break up."As other friends find out you've left, you'll write similar messages to them until they leave you alone. We'll take care of your messages from the computer here.""The idea is for them to leave you in peace until after your performance. No, you won't be performing for them. It will be a private dance concert in this rehearsal room for me and a few of my friends. I collaborated with a couple of them on the choreography, and it's going to be a wild, erotic number. You'll be spending the next few months acquiring the skills and learning the steps to be able to perform it."There are some other things that will happen, and some of them are uncomfortable. But none of them are dangerous, and you won't be hurt. There will even be some pleasure for you."That's all I have time to tell you now. Tonight, you're going to sleep in the restraints so you get used to them. I'll see you tomorrow morning when we get started on the program. I see you're ready to start talking or yelling. That's fine because I'm done. Nobody will stop you, but I hope you realize that if you do that too often, you'll not only get hoarse and out of breath, but you could strain your vocal cords and damage your voice."***The next morning, one of the large men he had met the night before untied him and watched him closely as they both ate breakfast. When they were done, Carmen walked in with two women dressed in what looked like medical scrubs."Bring him to the lab," she told the man, and he held Randy's arm as they followed the three women into a brightly lit room that was painted white. In the middle of the room was a hospital bed with some metal structures attached to one end. The man led Randy to the bed and pushed him down on it on his back. Before he could respond, one woman was unfastening his belt buckle while the other one unzipped his fly and the man pulled off his shoes. He was yelling, and he saw Carmen sitting in a chair watching him and smiling.Each woman pulled on a pant leg and lifted the leg up as he tried in vain to press down on the bed to stop them. Then both grabbed his briefs and quickly ripped them down his body and off of him.Carmen gathered the pants and briefs from the floor. "I'll be taking these," she said. "You won't need them for a few months." While she was talking, the women were lifting his legs in the air again and attaching them to the metal frames sticking up from the bed. He noticed that his legs fit snugly into curved trays, and that straps were wrapped around them and tightened. The women then stepped away from him."This is an old birthing bed with antique stirrups that I found," Carmen said. "They were used to hold women still and spread wide apart while they were giving birth. But we're going to use them to groom you for your performance."She came over to the bed and sat down in a chair beside him. "OK," she said, "you can lower him now.As the bed was lowered to her waist level she reached for a plastic squeeze bottle and squeezed some oil on her hands and then reached over and took hold of his genitals. He tried to move away from her, but the restraints on his legs didn't let him move far.Then he saw the women pull the leg holders wider apart. After that, they both grabbed him by the waist and pulled him forward, toward the end of the bed. When they did this, his legs were pulled back over him, and his naked rear hung over the edge of the bed slightly. "He's in position," said one of the women, and he felt Carmen's hands start to move on him."Great," she said. "I'm going to get him started today, because I know just how he responds. Watch me for a moment, girls, because I can't come tomorrow." They came over and watched her pump his member and manipulate his sack. Then one of them left and wheeled over a hospital stand with a plastic sack full of liquid hanging from it. He felt a greasy finger enter his rear, which got him even more excited, and then it was withdrawn and something else was inserted. He looked between his legs and saw a long tube connected to the plastic sack disappearing between his thighs. Finally it stopped. He felt it deep inside him."Ok, hold it ladies," said Carmen. "This is how I want you to do it. See how big his dick is. It's now fully extended. Such a nice long, thick dick. Too bad he can't keep it in his pants whenever he sees a skirt. Now listen closely to his breathing. Try to time it. See how it's getting faster. OK, when it's this fast, he's close. Look at his face. See, he's ready. As soon as you hear a break in the rhythm, turn the spigot on. "Now! Now! Turn it! Turn it!""As she began yelling, he erupted, sending strings of thick white semen spurting up his body where Carmen was directing them, landing mostly on his chest, but he felt some get as far as his chin. Just as he began, he felt a flood of warm liquid going into him from the tube, filling him up quickly.When he had finished thrusting and squirting and his breathing slowed down, he looked up at the big plastic liquid bag and saw it was empty.""How did that feel?" said Carmen. "An enema and an orgasm at the same time. I've never done that, and don't know if I want to. But you seemed to enjoy it, so I know that there's at least one thing you'll like for the next few months."Now in a few minutes, you're going to need to expel. We can do this the dirty way or the clean way. My friends can capture everything in a large bedpan for you and then wash you off without moving you. Or if you cooperate, they'll unstrap you for a while and take you to the toilet and wash you off there after you've finished. Which will it be?""Toilet," said Randy through gritted teeth."Hurry ladies, I think he's ready," said Carmen.***When he came back to the room with the women, he felt weak and exhausted and didn't say anything or try to resist when they strapped his legs in again and pulled him forward so that his rear was spread wide again. He saw one of them take a small red bottle and open it, pulling out a brush covered with a bright red color. It looked like red nail polish. The woman moved the brush between his legs, and he felt a tickling around his anus as she brushed there, dipping the brush back into the bottle several times."She's marking you for the transplant," said Carmen. "Now we have to let the polish dry. In a few minutes you're going to feel a sting in each of your butt cheeks from a needle. You're getting an injection, but don't worry because it's just a local anesthetic so you won't feel any pain for the next couple of hours."My friends are trained nurses who work in depilaton, and I'm paying for them to work on you. They are trained experts in hair follicle removal and transplantation. Rather than shave your pubic hair, they will permanently remove it, one follicle at a time. It will be done carefully so that you won't have any scars. Your hairless crotch and balls will be something to remember me by after your performance. Maybe it will turn on your next girlfriend."There. See, the injection didn't hurt much, and you're probably already numb. For the next couple of hours, you've got to lie very still while they work so there aren't any accidents. You'll probably fall asleep. They'll be doing this almost every morning. There are thousands of follicles to remove. I've got to go now. I'll try to check in on you tonight."Randy yelled after her for a while, but then he tired and lay back. As the women worked, all he felt were slight pushes every now and then. It wasn't uncomfortable. He fell asleep.***"Time for lunch," said the man shaking him. It was a different man, one he hadn't seen before, but he was bigger and stronger looking than the previous one. Randy was lying on the bed in the white lab, but the women were gone."He sat up and looked at the man. "Put these on for now," said the man, handing him a pair of cotton panties. Randy looked at them in disgust for a few minutes but finally slipped them on and walked ahead of the man into the kitchen.After a sandwich, the man took him into the large room they called the studio, where a woman who looked to be in her 50s was waiting for him next to an iron rod full of hanging clothes."Hello, dearie," she said when the two men approached. "It's time for your fitting. Let's see. Tall, flat on top, nice round rear, legs a bit muscular. You're a bit odd, aren't you? Thank goodness I have some odd sizes here. Here, put this one on."She handed Randy a bright polka-dot dress, but he looked at her and didn't take it. What's going on? he thought while the man reached around him and took the dress, then pushed it at him. "Here, put this on," he said repeating what the woman had told him."I don't wear dresses," said Randy."You do here," said the man, "if you don't want to get hurt."Randy took the dress and tried to figure out how to put it on. The woman came over and showed him how to step into it, then buttoned it up behind him. It flared out from his waist and reached his knees."That looks quite nice," said the woman. "Now let's accessorize." She looked at his feet and turned to a pile of shoeboxes lying on the floor. "Extra, extra large. Here, try these on. She handed him some bright green heels that matched some of the dots on the dress. Randy took them and sat down. They were tight, but with a little effort, he could pull them on."Stand up, dearie, and let's have a look at you."Randy stood up and wobbled on the heels. "That suits you," said the woman. She went to the other side of the room. "Now walk this way," she said. Randy stood there for a moment and then looked at the man, who was glaring at him. He started walking toward the woman, swaying to keep his balance. When he got to her, he couldn't stop himself and reached his arms out to the wall to keep from crashing into her and falling over."I see you've never been to modeling school," the woman said. "We have a lot of work to do. Carmen wants you to be comfortable on heels much higher than this, and she also wants a lot of lateral movement from your rear. An hour of practice a day, and we'll have you doing a sexy sashay in no time. Let's get started."After trying to follow her instructions for an hour on the wobbly shoes, he was exhausted. The man said to him, "Walk to your bedroom in the heels. From now on, you'll be wearing heels all day and evening, except for the lab in the morning and practice in the afternoon."In the room, the man pulled open drawers until he found a leotard, leg warmers and dance practice shoes. He laid them on the bed and said, "Change into these and come back into the studio." He turned and left.Randy pulled off the high heels and got dressed in the dance outfit.When he returned to the studio, there was a muscular woman there dressed similarly to him. She was all business. She didn't greet him, but immediately said, "I understand you're fine aerobically, but you know nothing about dance. So today, let's start with just warm-up exercises." An hour later, he was drenched in sweat and exhausted. He was told to take a shower, put on the dress and high heels again and go to the kitchen for dinner. After dinner, he walked back to the bedroom. He was trying to concentrate on figuring out how to escape from this place, but he was so tired that he dropped to the bed and fell asleep in his clothes.When another man woke him the next morning, the dress was hanging in his closet with some others and he was just wearing panties. "It's late," said the man. "Don't put on your clothes today. Just follow me to the kitchen."After a quick breakfast, he was led back to the lab and strapped into the stirrups again. This time one of the two technicians worked on his genitals, while the other inserted the enema tube. Once again, as he began coming, the enema began filling him up. And as he began to breathe hard and try to hold back, he was led to the toilet.The next two hours were also similar: first the injections, then the numbness and the women working on him as he fell asleep.After lunch, it was back to his room to change into a different dress, hose and high heels, then to the studio for walking lessons from the older lady, followed by another change into practice clothes and some intensive dance training.After two exhausting days of this, the third day he was allowed to rest all day, except for the lab session. The only requirement was that he had to wear the dress and heels all day.***A week later, Carmen showed up at the lab in the morning with a slender friend dressed in a black pants outfit. "This is Leslie," she told Randy, "a fantastic dancer who will be your partner in the big show. Leslie will dance the man's role, and you'll dance the woman's. To get you into the right attitude for your role, Leslie is going to fuck you this morning and as often as possible before your lab sessions."Randy tried to move, but he was already strapped in tightly. And his ass was pulled apart and pushed into the air. The bed was lowered and Leslie walked between his legs.Then he saw that sticking out from Leslie's crotch was a long dildo. Some fingers pushed lube into his anus, and the dildo was pushed to the entrance. The push was soft but relentless, and in a couple of minutes it had entered him. Then Leslie slowly pushed it all the way in and began pushing and pulling in and out of him. It felt uncomfortable and made his mind reel.Now Carmen sat down next to him again and started pumping his penis and manipulating his balls with her grease-covered hands. This time he didn't respond, because he was concentrating too hard on trying to relax so the dildo didn't hurt so much as it went in and out.After a few minutes of no results, Carmen spoke to one of the technicians. "Wheel the breast pump over here," she said. As Leslie kept humping away, Carmen said to the technician, "Watch what I'm doing. First turn on the pump. Then take this long tube with the suction cup in your hand and place the cup at the tip of his cock. See how it's pulling it in and out very slowly. Now watch what happens."After a few minutes, Randy's face loosened up. He tried to concentrate on his bowels, but he was having a harder and harder time. Soon he was breathing hard, and his pelvis was thrusting at the suction cup. As she heard the familiar pattern of breathing that indicated he was about to come, Carmen said, "Now, Leslie, now!" Leslie made one more big push into him and erupted inside him. As Randy's come exploded onto his chest, he felt one squirt after another inside him until he felt uncomfortably filled up inside his bowels.When he looked down, he saw that Leslie's dildo was connected to a tube that led to a large rubber bulb. At Carmen's signal, Leslie had started squeezing the bulb, forcing the liquid into Randy.Now as Leslie withdrew, Rand felt just as he did after an enema, and when he started squirming, one of the technicians led him to the toilet. When he got back, Leslie was gone. Carmen told the technicians, "Use the breast pump the same way I did today until I come back next week and show you something different. Make sure you tell Leslie right when he's about to come, so the soapy water squirts into him at the same time he's squirting out. We're conditioning him to come whenever he feels a fluid spurting into his ass."She left, and the technicians injected him, he became numb and they went to work. It was the start of another grueling day. It continued like that: two days of heavy work, one day of rest, except for Leslie and the lab, followed by two more days of walking and dancing. A week and a half later, Carmen was in the lab again."I've heard you're doing much better in your heels and you are starting to understand choreography," she said. "I'm really pleased. I told your teacher that I want you to learn how to run today. Also, today we're going to vary things with Leslie. Please watch what I do, ladies."After Leslie began humping his rear and the sucking bulb brought him to full erection, Carmen took the bulb away and began to work him with greasy hands. Soon his tool was sagging. She waited until it was lying flat again and he was squirming and moaning with the discomfort of the Leslie's dildo.Then she put the suction cup to the tip of the penis again. This time it sprang up right away. She watched as he grew more agitated from the pump, and then removed it again and replaced it with her hands. Again, his hardness didn't last long, but he was quickly at full attention once the sucking cup returned."Watch ladies. You need to experiment with the cup. I think I've found the right combination for today." She showed them how his body was thrusting at the suction cup. Then she put it aside and began pumping his tool hard with her hands. This time he was so far along that he kept going, responding to her and exploding just after she told Leslie, "Now, Leslie, now!""I want you to wean him off the suction cup ladies. Each day, try to use less of the cup and more of your hands until he's totally in your hands. Understand." She left and the day went on as usual.There were no mirrors in Randy's room, but they were all around the walls of the studio and he could see how he was progressing. He could now see himself walking on high heels without tipping, even while swaying his ass back and forth in an exaggerated motion. The woman told him he had to sway his rear with every step, and when he forgot, she had one of the large men turn Randy over his lap, lift up his dress and give him five stinging swats on his panties. Randy soon learned to swing his ass from side to side automatically when he walked. He even did it when he was in his dance gear, just so he wouldn't forget. He felt disgusted with himself when he was doing it, but he didn't want to take a chance on some even more disgusting -- and painful -- swats.Today the older woman said to him, "We're going to start running.""How in the world can anyone run in heels?" he said."Watch me," she said and she began running to the other end of the room. She had raised up on her toes and was taking tiny steps and jiggling in all directions with each minced step as she rapidly moved across the room and back. She looked like a little child, except she was an older woman, so it made her look ridiculous."That's how women in high heels run," she said, "Now you do it," she said.She waited expectantly as he stood there thinking, but then he decided this was better than swats, so he stood on his toes and began prancing around. It felt humiliating as she kept shouting "faster, faster." He minced around the room until he couldn't stay on his toes one more second, and then he collapsed on the couch."Excellent," the woman said. "You got that a lot faster than the heels. We'll practice that every day from now on until you can run a few laps around the room in your heels." She laughed. "Tomorrow, we'll begin working on the last phase of high heels training, walking backwards. Don't look at me like that? Everybody needs to take a step or two backwards occasionally, and you'll need to do it a lot more, because I understand that next week you'll be starting to rehearse your dance routine with Leslie, and that will involve a lot of backward dancing when you're being led."The lab routine, high heel walking and dance sessions continued day after day. Gradually the lab techs weaned him away from the suction cup and even though Leslie's dildo was tormenting his rear hole, he found himself responding to the greasy hands that kept building his urgency and then slowing him down so that he eventually he lost control and erupted as liquid from the dildo squirted into his rear.Since there were no mirrors in his room, it wasn't until he was naked in the shower one time and looked down that he was shocked to see a huge patch of hairless skin from a couple of inches below his belly button until past the start of his penis. He realized that this is what the techs were doing to him after they numbed his crotch, but it scared him to see it and he didn't look again.He noticed that even hours after Leslie finished with the dildo, he felt a tickling at his anus. Then the tickling turned into an itch that first distracted him and then disconcerted him. When he was busy with the increasingly demanding dance steps, he was able to forget about the itch, but sometimes during the high heel sessions, it bothered him so much that he squirmed and shook his rear to try to relieve it.One time the older woman saw him and stopped him. "What was that?" she said. "Do it again, what you just did with your rear?" He hesitated, but she was insistent and he finally gave in."That's terrific. You're really swinging your ass wide from left to right now, and it's so sexy. You look like you can't wait for someone to jump you. But that extra wiggle of the ass that you've thought up is one step beyond that. It's going to drive the audience nuts. I want you to keep doing it, and let's see if you can incorporate it while you run."Randy wasn't happy about her excitement, but from then on he added his squirming wiggle to his swaying rear when he walked.The itching was still driving him crazy until by accident, he found some relief. One day he bent over to pick up some clothes on the floor and noticed that the itching didn't feel as strong. He began moving in different ways and getting into different positions. Finally, he found the way that gave him the most relief. It was when he was bending over toward the front and sticking his rear out behind him and spreading his legs apart. He felt his anus opening a little when he did this, and he even imagined it was getting some air. It helped with the itching, and if he squatted down and opened wider, the itching almost disappeared. But he couldn't stand or walk that way for long, so he gave that up and stuck to just pushing his rear out and keeping his legs as wide apart as he could.The older lady noticed this the next day during high heel classes, and she was delighted. "You look even hotter with your ass sticking out and your legs spread," she said. "Keep doing that along with your sways and wiggles and squirms. Carmen is going to love it."Carmen was there the next morning, and she told him she was pleased to hear about the new additions to his walk and his progress on the dance. "We're almost ready," she said. "Today we're going to start the final phase of the lab work. The ladies have removed almost all the hair from your crotch. Your penis and everything around it is hairless. All they have to do is finish the bottom of your balls."Before they begin, I'm going to teach you the final part of your preparation with Leslie. Leslie tells me you are turning into a great dance partner and your moves are very sexy and a big turn on."OK, Leslie, stick it in and begin fucking Randy's ass. Let's get a good quick rhythm going. He's feeling it. See his face twisting around and his body trying to squirm away from you. Now let's get him focused on his pleasure."She began working on Randy with her hands, gradually bringing him to the edge. He was almost there, when she took her hands off of him, took his hands and covered them with the lube. "Now you finish," she said and she placed his hands on his equipment."No!" he cried out. "I'm so close. Please finish me.""From now on, you have to finish yourself," she said. "When you can do that, you'll be ready for the performance, and after that, you'll go home. So get going."But he drew his hands away. The humiliation of playing with himself while Leslie was doing his rear and Carmen was watching was too much. He slowly wilted and then all he felt was he pain and discomfort inside his rear."Have it your way," said Carmen. "I'm not going to force you, and don't worry, you won't get any swats. OK, Leslie, you can squirt into him now. He's not coming today. I'll be back tomorrow morning, and we'll try again."Randy felt frustrated, but the day proceeded normally, except that night, for the first time since he arrived, he was put into restraints when he went to bed. He lay on his back, and his feet and arms were all pulled away from his body. He could wiggle a little, but he couldn't even scratch his nose.The next morning was a repeat from the previous day. Carmen was there again and after she had worked him up to a fever pitch, she again replaced her hands with his. He didn't carry on, and eventually his mast fell over. In addition to his frustration, he felt a slight stab of pain when this happened.The following day, Carmen was there again. "How are you feeling this morning?" she asked before they began."Strange," he said. "Even though I haven't touched them, my balls hurt. The pain has been coming and going since yesterday. I hope it's nothing serious.""Don't worry," she said. "It will be fine eventually, but today I think it might get a lot worse.""What do you mean?" he said."Well, if you don't bring yourself off this morning, it will be three days, and from what I understand, your blue balls will hurt so much you'll want to tear them off. That's why you have to sleep with restraints now. Let's get started Leslie."As Leslie got into a rhythm, Carmen took Randy in her hands again and began building him up. His body pushed up into her slimy fist harder and harder, becoming frantic. He had to get off this morning.Then she took her hands away and placed his where she had been. His face was anguished and he was on the verge of tears. He tried to make his hands begin stroking, but he hesitated."Finish up, Leslie," said Carmen. "No orgasm today."Randy screamed, "No! No!" as his insides were flooded. "I'll do it right now." He started feeling the pain as Carmen was wiping his hands off."Too late," she said. "You've got to expel soon, and the ladies have to get to work. But maybe tomorrow, if you're ready."The next day, there was no hesitation. The second Carmen stopped working on him, he brought his hands into play and began urgently pumping. Almost before Carmen could say, "Now, Leslie, now!" a huge gusher of white was streaming into the air, traveling so far up his body that he felt some of it hit him in the face."That looked great," Carmen said, laughing. "Ladies, were you watching? That's what I want you to do every day from now on. One of you will get him started, and then you'll turn the stroking over to him. Each day I want you to stop a few seconds earlier, so that in a week or so, he'll be doing it from the beginning. If he doesn't cooperate, don't let him come until he does and make sure that he's put into restraints that night. But I don't think that will be necessary."Also, I want you to help him direct his explosion right into his face from now on. You might have to pull his legs back a little further so his dick is aimed in the right direction. With his cooperation and your guidance, he should be able to hit the bullseye every day."Once he can do that, I want him to open his mouth as wide as possible when he comes, so that he squirts right into it. I know that will be hard for him even when he's trying, and he'll be reluctant at first. But I know with your help, he can do it. If you see he isn't trying, he doesn't get to come for two days. Understand. Good. I've got to go."Leslie left after the session every morning, but was back in the afternoon for the rehearsals. Leslie would spin him around, dance away from him and back to him and posture like a flamenco dancer. Leslie's hair was short and slicked back. With finely chiseled facial features, this made for a look that was sort of butch, but it was set off by a beautiful face and a lascivious mouth.The dance they did was an erotic courting dance. Their bodies rubbed against each other in all sorts of positions, and as they moved against each other, and Randy looked at her face, he often felt his member stirring inside his leotard.His costume was a blouse and a skirt of multiple layers of scarves. He pulled scarves off as the dance progressed, until by the end he was barely covered in one layer of scarves. He usually wore a leotard under the scarf skirt, but they sometimes practiced with him wearing nothing underneath.For the whole dance, he was in high heels, but not as high as the ones he now wore the rest of the day. Practice on those had made moving around on the lower heels a snap, and he ran on his tiptoes, swayed his rear, wiggled and squirmed, spread his legs and thrust his rear far back. All the moves were incorporated into the dance.The dance ended with Leslie sitting facing the back of a cane chair with legs wide apart while the horny girlfriend, Randy, was dancing a sexy solo to get the partner aroused even more.Randy would pull off the last scarf from his skirt costume and put it between his legs with one hand holding it in front and the other in back. As he moved it back and forth over his crotch, simulating masturbation, he spread his legs wide and jumped closer and closer to Leslie, until Leslie grabbed the scarf and pulled Randy close and gave him a long wet kiss.The rubbing during the earlier parts of the dance stimulated Randy, and he had a hard time controlling himself while pulling the scarf between his legs. By the time of the final kiss, his rod was rock hard, often making a wet spot on the scarf he slid between his legs. Sometimes Leslie looked down at the spot and up into Randy's face with a smile so lascivious that Randy was turned on.One day Carmen came by in the afternoon and watched the rehearsal. She applauded when it was over."You're ready," she pronounced. "I'm inviting my friends who are in on this to come over Saturday afternoon for the world premiere performance. Do a good job, and the next day you'll be back in your apartment."Feelings of humiliation and degradation mixed with the itching by his anus came back to Randy as she said this. He moved to spread his legs and push his rear out. He'd have to see a doctor about that itching once he got out of here.Earlier that week, the lady technicians told him they had finished their work, and they cleared out, but he still went to the lab every day to masturbate while being pumped by Leslie's dildo.The two days before the performance, Leslie pumped him full of enema liquid, but Carmen held onto his hands and he wasn't allowed to pleasure himself. He was also restrained at night again, so his hands couldn't get to his aching equipment."It's so you'll be really hot and excited for the show," explained Carmen. "It will make the dance even more erotic."On the day of the show, after he had expelled, he went right to the shower, and Carmen helped him into the costume on his bed and with the red wig he would be wearing. He wore the same kind of scarf skirt he had worn in rehearsal, but these scarves were more colorful and more sheer. He could look down and see his strange looking hairless crotch through several layers of scarves. He quickly turned his head away. The high heel shoes were bright red patent leather and fit him comfortably.As he was led into the studio, he saw all the factory windows had been covered and it was totally dark. Then some lights came on illuminating the wooden floor. He saw 10 or 12 people sitting in the dark at the edge of the lighted area. Next to them was a piece of furniture that was long and low, but he couldn't make it out.The introductory music began and Leslie came over and took his hand. When their cue arrived, they swept out into the light, and he noticed that there were video cameras on tripods around the lighted area and a couple of men walking around them with handheld cameras.Then he had to focus on the tricky steps to the dance. The music was Latin and began slowly and built up to a frenetic climax. As he began moving and rubbing faster and faster, Randy felt his tool getting aroused.Finally, he was down to the last minute where he rubbed the scarf between his legs. He spread his legs and hopped toward Leslie. As he began pulling the scarf between his legs, his penis was sticking straight out. He hadn't had an orgasm in three days and felt that if he didn't stop soon he'd explode right there on the dance floor.Finally, one of Leslie's hands pulled Randy forward with the scarf, a spotlight was directed at Randy's hairless crotch, the music stopped and all went dark. The audience cheered and whistled and clapped for a minute until the spotlight came on again, and Leslie pulled Randy into it and pulled him down into a deep bow.They had rehearsed this part, but not with Randy's hairless crotch and his aroused penis exposed in the spotlight. There were more cheers as they bowed several more times. Under the cheering, Randy heard a noise of something being dragged along the wooden floor, but he couldn't see anything because of the light in his eyes. His face was red from both the stimulus of the scarf rubbing between his legs and the embarrassment of being displayed in full bloom.Carmen stepped next to them in the spotlight and began talking into a wireless microphone. "I want to thank Leslie and of course Randy for a fantastic performance. All the weeks of hard work have paid off, and the two of you were amazing." There was more applause and cheers."Now as a special surprise, we've prepared an encore. It's a surprise for Randy, too, although he learned this dance as part of his training, so I'm sure he'll do great if he can focus on the steps." As she said this, she took hold of his member and wagged it a few times to laughter and more cheering. Where was the humiliation going to end? Randy wondered.The music started, and it was a sexy tango that he and Leslie had rehearsed. Leslie pulled him close and they began moving around the dark floor, lit only by two spotlights.They were at the part where their bodies were tight together and the steps were fast when suddenly they bumped into something and went flying. Startled, Randy looked around and as he did intense lighting came on illuminating them from above and below.They had landed on a bed that hadn't been there before, with Leslie on top of him. As he looked around him, Randy saw pole lamps, tripods with video cameras aimed at them and the audience gathered around the bed as he heard Carmen's voice."The encore dance is ending with the boyfriend and girlfriend consummating their passionate love," she said, as he felt his blouse, the skirt scarf holder and his shoes being removed, making him completely naked.So this was the final humiliation Leslie was going to use the dildo on him in front of Carmen's friends. He tried to get up, but Leslie was holding his legs tight and high in the air as he squirmed. He looked up and saw a flat screen monitor suspended from the ceiling just above their heads. One of the cameras was behind Leslie and shooting right at Randy's brightly lit hairless crotch. It looked grotesque.Still holding his legs up, Leslie now began to push them back and pull them apart. He knew Leslie was strong, but he didn't realize how strong until now. He couldn't move as he saw in the monitor that his rear was being pulled into the air and his cheeks spread apart. Then he almost fainted.He saw Carmen bend down and pull his cheeks even wider, as her friends cheered. Between the cheeks was a huge bush of hair. It was sweaty and matted, and barely visible in the middle of the bush was his anus. The big thatch of hair made his anus almost look like a vagina. Now he realized what was causing his itching.He put all his effort into trying again to get loose, with little success. Carmen let go of his cheeks and brought the wireless mike to his face. "What have you got to say, Randy?" she said. "We've made a vagina for you to enjoy at home when you're not going from one vagina to another. I wish I could be there the first time you go to a hair removal office and they see what they have to remove. Do you think they'll make you have an enema before they work on you like we did?"Talk to me Randy. We want to hear what you think as Leslie makes love to you. It will make the video more special."Randy ignored her and looked up at the monitor again. Leslie had handed each of Randy's legs to a woman on either side of the bed and was unbuttoning the dancing outfit. Randy had never seen Leslie without a shirt, and soon he saw that Leslie was even flatter than he had thought. There were no breasts, only hard muscles.Then the pants started to come off, and Randy screamed as Carmen began speaking again."I guess you thought Leslie was a girl," she said. "Lots of people do, because he's so thin and has those fine Castilian features. But Leslie is all man, and he enjoys satisfying both women and men with that long dick that's as thick as a snake. It's not going to go in as easily as that dildo he was using, but I'm sure you can handle it."Now what you and Leslie do in your mating game is up to the two of you. You can resist, as he tries to persuade you with his charms. The only thing you have to do is talk to us. We want to hear sounds from you and Leslie as you're doing your special dance. Understand?"Randy ignored her as he stared in horror at the monitor. Leslie had his pants off and was moving closer to him with his monster sticking out in front of him. He was now placing it into Randy's bush and leaning forward, pushing Randy's legs further back."Don't worry, Randy," said Carmen. "When we cleaned you out today, we used a mixture that was mostly lube, so you are all oiled up inside. But you need to start talking. It's not an option to stay silent." She moved the microphone away from her mouth to in front of his mouth again, but he turned his head away.Now the giant cylinder had moved through the red bush and was pressing against his hole. It was huge. There was no way he could let it in. He concentrated on keeping his anus tightly shut. His mouth was pursed and his forehead wrinkled with the effort."Say something, Randy," said Carmen. She was speaking in his ear and holding the microphone at his mouth. He ignored her to concentrate on keeping his anus tightly shut.Carmen put the microphone back to her mouth. "Ladies and gentlemen, I can't hear a thing from Randy. I think we've got a technical problem. I'm going to put the mike down by his face and adjust a couple of knobs. Randy felt a hand grab his testicles and squeeze hard. He screamed loudly into the mike and then gasped, because as he screamed, he lost his concentration for a second, and Leslie had pushed into his anus. Now the huge pole was slowly moving deeper into him, and he was in agony."No! No! No!" Randy began yelling as he took deep breaths and tried to cope with the pain. Carmen was back beside him holding the microphone at his mouth."That's it," she said. "Now you're doing great, Randy. Express yourself. Tells us what it feels like with your moaning and breathing and crying. They are as good as any words could be. Experience Leslie deep inside you. Enjoy him. Get into the moment."Randy grimaced and twisted his facial muscles wildly as Leslie slowly buried himself inside him. When the entire pole was hidden in his bush, Leslie began slowly moving it in and out. Just a couple of inches at first and then more and more of it. As the speed increased he pulled more of it out and plunged it all the way in again. Randy's commentary of moans, shrieks, gasps and panting grew louder.Leslie also became more vocal and soon there was a symphony of sounds of Leslie's pleasure and Randy's pain."I see you're close to coming, Leslie, but hold back a while longer," said Carmen. "We need to do one more thing for the cameras. Lift his legs a little further back. Wait until the audience sees what Randy can do."OK, now Randy, you know what to do. You haven't had a release in a few days, and there's a huge amount of semen you need to release. I'm putting some lube on your hands. I know you're feeling a lot of discomfort from Leslie's loving, so I'll get you started. There, see how fast you got hard. You really need a release. Now you take over."Randy, we need your cooperation. You haven't come in three days, and if you don't come now your balls are going to be in tremendous pain tonight. We'll could keep doing this every day until you get it right."She's bluffing, Randy thought. He didn't move his hand."OK, everybody," said Carmen, "I think we've got another technical glitch. Randy can't hear me. Maybe I need to twist some knobs again."When he heard this, Randy's hands shot to his genitals like a lightning bolt and he began pumping his penis rapidly. "False alarm," said Carmen. "Everything's under control. OK. Let me adjust you while you're pumping yourself. A little this way, now a little higher. Steady. OK, all systems are go. Now open your mouth wide. Come on, Randy. Do I need to turn some knobs. That's it."Now there were new sounds coming from Randy and Leslie, low and high, soft and loud, breathy and strong. They rose louder and louder, crashing like waves until for an instant, everything was hushed. Then the largest wave came thundering in as Leslie exploded into Randy's anus, which triggered Randy exploding into his mouth and the audience standing around the bed exploding into applause and cheers.Randy was still lying on his bed in a daze when Carmen walked in the next morning."I guess this is the sad parting," she said. She smiled broadly. "I have to say you disrespected me more than any man I've ever met, but I've also never done anything like this before. So let's call it even."When you get home, you'll be able to see all the emails that went back and forth, so you can easily figure out your story about getting back to town. You may want to soak in the tub a lot for the next few days to sooth your aching asshole, but we checked and Leslie didn't cause tear anything, so you should be able to walk without much pain in a week or two."My friend the video editor is going to make the footage into a masterpiece for me. I got really turned on during the show and even came a couple of times. This is going to be my video for a rainy day, and I'll also show it to all the friends you met here who helped me."Don't worry, I won't put it on the Internet. But I will share it with a few other people I've met. They won't get a copy, but they'll each be invited to occasional showings in my living room on the big screen."Since we broke up, I've run into a few of your former girlfriends. I'm not going to make it a project, but I'm sure I'll come across others from time to time, especially if you continue to change them like you change clothes, I'm going to compare notes with each of them."I found out that you treated all of them with courtesy and respect as long as you were interested in them. From now on, you might also want to do that when you break up. Let them down easy, and make sure they don't have any hard feelings. You can probably figure out a way to make them think they're dumping you."Because sooner or later, I might run into that ex-girlfriend, and if you gave her the line about that's the way you are and you can't help it, or she feels you demeaned or degraded her in any way, I'm going to tell her about your dance lessons and ask her if she'd like to join the audience at my next show."If you don't change, my audience is going to grow. Eventually, it might get too large for my living room, and I'll have to ask your ex-girlfriends to chip in to rent a larger space. Maybe we'll need a small theater some day."You might not care, but if that happens, and the video is out of my hands for short periods of time, it's awfully easy to copy it. And someone who copies it might not be as careful as me, so you could go viral and be famous all over the world. When you meet a new girl you're interested in, she might already be interested in you -- in ways that you might not appreciate."But I'm sure you're going to be extra polite and caring to everyone you date from now on, Randy, so that will never happen. Maybe after a while, you'll even grow up enough to realize that one woman with imagination can be more exciting than an endless number of new faces and bodies. Maybe you'll be so afraid of that woman's fierce jealousy that you'll never approach her again and opt for a life so safe that you'll die of boredom."Or maybe you'll develop the backbone and courage to go for the thrill of a relationship with a woman who scares you to death at the same time she makes you feel completely alive. If you do, you better move fast. Women like that don't like to wait." END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out anyof the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 78 |
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anthropological.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/anthropological.txt | My name is Jack Duncan and I am a free-lance professional photographer. I specialize in unusual locales and natural science work, the kind you might find in National Geographic. My wife Debbie is an Anthropologist. I am 45 and Debbie is 32, we have been married for 10 years having met while she was in college and I was teaching a class in ancient cultures.We recently undertook a year long expedition into the remote rainforests along the Amazon to live with an indigenous tribe of Karaja Indians so Debbie could study their people, language, history, family structure, and rituals.The Karaja are one of 53 indigenous tribal peoples still living in isolation in Brazil. They are a peaceful people having been pacified in the 1970s. As you might expect they are small in stature, with the men standing 5'6" on average and the women mostly 5'0" to 5'2". Their skin is a reddish brown in shade. Their ethnic features derive from pre-Columbian populations. They live in family groups usually comprised of 20 to 30 people. Although pacified, they speak only in their native tongue, and practice their own spiritual beliefs. Today they are primarily hunters and gatherers and move their location in the forest whenever they start to deplete their sustenance needs.We had hired a local guide and translator, Hoopoe, to take us up the Amazon and into the rainforest to find the Karaja. When we arrived we were greeted by the tribal elders with many people of the tribe standing nearby listening intently as Hoopoe explained who we were and our desire to live with them for 12 months and learn their ways. We learned that when they refer to themselves as a group they use the word Bide which means "we, the human beings." After some elaborate communal greetings we provided a variety of gifts for the Bide and our mission was accepted. The rest of that day the whole tribe participated in building us a thatched hut to live in.That evening there was a celebration for the whole tribe which Hoopoe explained was their way to welcome us into their family. There was food, drink and dancing till late into the night. At one point during the festivities an elder boy with an elaborate dress and painted body performed a chant, and spilled powder into the fire which caused it to soar into towering, multi-hued flames. Hoopoe told us that he was the Magi. This meant he was their spiritual seer. I asked if this was not unusual for such an important position to be held by one of his youth. Hoopoe explained that the position was lineage and taught to him by his grandfather who had crossed over to the other world. With the exception of children, the Bide do not recognize age as some right to status. By skill and knowledge when they are of age they become a hunter or warrior, or in his case, a Magi. Therefore they don't question his standing. He is of the lineage of the Magi and it is to him they turn. His knowledge is worthy of his station.During the celebration the Magi animatedly spoke directly to us. Looking to Hoopoe he explained "Kayapo wants to know if there is something wrong with your skin?""Kayapo?" I quizzed."The Magi is known to the Bide as Kayapo," he said."What does he mean by that? Does he refer to the color of our skin?" Debbie asked."He means your coverings. He is wondering why you are concealed. Women do not cover their skin," he explained."Oh," exclaimed Debbie. "Please tell Kayapo there is nothing wrong with my skin. This is just our custom."Hoopoe provided the explanation and there was a brief exchange of words and some somber whispering, and everyone went on about the meal. I asked what was said and he replied "she must be unfriendly because she is hiding her skin." Debbie frowned at that but by then everyone was happily engaged in the celebration so the matter was dropped.When the celebrating was finished we went to our hut to sleep. Everyone slept on a grass mat, which they had kindly given to us. Due to the humidity and heat I slept in boxer shorts and Debbie used a long sleeve kaki blouse as a nightshirt. The next day we set up the equipment in the hut so we could perform our work. Computers and camera gear and video equipment so periodically we could review and edit the photography and send in pictures to various journals to get some money to keep our project funded.Over the next month we went about our plans to learn from the Karaja everything we could. My task was to get this down in a photo essay form, and Debbie's was to tell the story.One evening after our meal Debbie and I sat talking about her progress. I was getting a lot of good photographs but the narrative that would go along with them was coming much more slowly. Debbie said "there is resistance or reluctance to share with me. There is some barrier between us that I can't figure out.""The elders have given permission for the Bide to talk to us and show us their ways. What do you think is holding them back?" I asked."I'm not sure exactly, but they seem to defer to Kayapo. It's as if they are looking to him to recognize our mission and give his consent too," she said."Well, then maybe you should be spending more of your time building a relationship with Kayapo. He does seem detached from what we are doing. Maybe he wants you to come to him. Remember, he is the one with the wisdom of the ancients of the Bide," I offered. "I have been thinking just that. There is something captivating about him but I can't put my finger on it. Tomorrow I will try to communicate with him and see if I can win his consent. I am sure it won't happen overnight, so we may be taking a short break from daily efforts until I can see if he will accept me," she said.Over the next couple of weeks Debbie would spend time everyday sitting in front of Kayapo and talk and listen. She would come back at the end of each day with a budding excitement over the promising breakthrough she was making. Still the rest of the Bide would not plainly help her. She told me Kayapo explained that their family structure was built on a monogamous bond between a man and woman. The Karaja were 12 families with a total of 33 people ranging in age from new born to nearly 60 years for the eldest in the Bide. "Why do some of the women wear grass skirts and others don't?" I asked."The grass skirts signify that those women are unapproachable. They belong to someone. All the young children go naked until they reach puberty. When a woman or girl becomes available she will wear no more than a simple chord with a very few pieces of grass for her skirt. Sometimes they wear other jewelry or trinkets and of course they have various body paintings or tattoos which are for decoration based on individual tastes. The paintings, tattoos, and jewelry are all based on tribal and family affiliations. Anyone familiar with their customs can tell which family a woman is from by her decorations," she explained carefully. Then one night after we had settled in to sleep I heard a slight shuffling and opened my eyes and in the dim reflected light of the fire outside I saw Kayapo seated in a yoga pose on the opposite side of our hut. He was just looking intently at us. Debbie was facing me, her back to that area of the hut. Her eyes were open looking at me with a puzzled expression. I whispered, "It's Kayapo. He is sitting there watching us," I said. He made no move and said nothing. Finally in the wee hours of the night I fell asleep. When I awoke in the morning he was gone.As we got up Debbie gleefully said, "I could feel his eyes on me. I was so nervous. He wants something but I don't know what it is.""Why don't you ask him about it today?" I suggested."I don't think it is polite to be that direct. I will have to wait and see if he says something," she answered.That night and for the next several nights he would appear in our hut, sit patiently on the mat opposite our sleeping mats and just watch us. One morning I told Debbie "its not that I am uncomfortable with his showing up and spending most of the night watching us, but I sure would like to know what is on his mind. He isn't just looking in on us and he apparently is not there to talk. What do you think he is after?" I asked again. "He has never said anything and acts like nothing has happened," she explained.Hoopoe cut in, "He thinks you are unfriendly.""Unfriendly?" she questioned. "I have been trying to prove to him I want to be his friend. I thought we were making progress."Hoopoe reminded her, "You cover your skin.""That would explain his nightly call, he wants to see your skin," I teased!I could see Debbie mulling this over during the rest of the morning. After lunch she had changed into an aboriginal style print sarong, tied above her breast. I watched from across the village as she approached Kayapo and kneeled in front of him. I could see her trying to speak to him in the Karaja native tongue, and then she slowly stood, standing quietly in front of him. I watched as she untied her sarong and opened it, holding her arms wide and then let the light material loose. It drifted like a feather to the ground at her feet. She was naked! Standing in the bright light I marveled at the magnificence of her body. Debbie does not look the part of a field anthropologist or a PhD for the matter. She has natural, wavy blonde hair atop a 5'6" tall body. She has an hourglass figure and the most beautiful green eyes. Her breasts stand proud and supple on her chest with pink areolas the size of silver dollars and barely darker nipples. Her abdomen is flat and her hips possess a womanly flare, round and firm. I can see her light golden fleece barely covering her sex. I stare at her lovely body, my eyes tracing her silhouette, caressing the gentle swell of her firm butt. The contours of her shapely and lithe legs spawn a seductive, graceful suggestion in front of Kayapo. Her body, lightly tanned but pale in contrast to his dark skin, sways beneath the glare of the sun provoking a trance that lures my eyes. Her nipples, only slightly protruding, reveal she is at ease with her communal nudity. She knelt down and bowed her head at the feet of Kayapo. I could not hear what was being said but she was addressing him. I saw pleasure on the face of Kayapo while an unusual still settled over the Bide as they were mesmerized by what Debbie had done. Finally, after some minutes she picked up her sarong and stood. Wrapping herself she walked toward me."What was that all about," I asked as she came and sat down beside me?"Hoopoe said Kayapo thought I was unfriendly. So I took your advice and I showed him my skin," she said trembling. There was mischief in her smile."Well, I loved the show. You looked stunning in the sunlight. I was so preoccupied I forgot to even take a picture. You will have to do it again so I can document it on film," I goaded."I offered myself to him," she said breathlessly."You showed him you were friendly," I agreed."Jack, women that are unavailable only show their breasts. Women who are available expose their whole body," she said with a frown."He knows we are married, the entire tribe was told that when we arrived. You told me that they are monogamous," I reminded her."Yes, they are monogamous. But they all saw me expose my body to him in front of you. In their tradition that means I am available," she explained. "Why did you take such a chance?" I demanded."Do you want me to fail?" she asked pointedly. Our ignorance of the meaning of his question that first night has hindered my study. By covering my skin he believed I was hiding something. I had to prove that I wanted him to know me or it might undo my whole project." I just shrugged my shoulders and shook my head, "I hope he knows the difference between a friendly knowing you and an available knowing you." "You told me to build a relationship with him. I couldn't take the chance of half measures after this length of time," was her retort. I was thinking build a relationship, not offer to have one but she was digging in her heels as she stormed away so I kept my mouth shut. That was the last of our discussion that day as we had work to do. When we settled in to sleep that night I was facing the opposite wall with a view of where Kayapo had sit in the past. Debbie was lying with her back to that wall of the hut. After a short while I heard the faint rustle of footsteps. I could see in the light reflected from the group fire outside that Kayapo was sitting staring at us. For over an hour in the flickering glow he simply sat there, no words and no movement. His eyes were just watching us. Finally Debbie whispered "I think he is here for me." I sarcastically whispered back "I'm sure he is here to discuss your offer."Debbie looked at me with disapproval in her eyes, then rolled over with her back to me and continued to lay there for a long time. The fire outside had died out to bright embers. Still he just sat there and looked. I could tell by her ragged breathing that Debbie was still awake and nervous. Abruptly she sat up crossed legged just looking back at him. It was if the two of them were carrying on some hushed conversation. She turned her face to me looking for guidance. Resentful, I simply nodded and mouthed "go". She then got up and quietly walked the short distance to him and sat down a little to his side with her back to me.At this point I could feel my heart beating rapidly and the adrenalin in my system increasing the level of my own nervousness. In the faint light the red hues reflecting upon the subdued portrait of my wife and this boy was incredibly exotic. I was a foolish onlooker. I could see Debbie's arms moving in front of her, still silently looking at Kayapo and him at her. No words were being spoken. Slowly I saw her pull her arms back and realized that she had unbuttoned her shirt. With one hand he reached in front of her and I imagined he was touching the soft, silky skin of her breasts. Motionless, I felt a jolt of sexual energy surge through my body. For several minutes I could see his arm moving as I was now certain he was fondling her. Then she reached up to her collar and smoothly slid the shirt off her shoulders. She slipped her arms from the sleeves and she was naked in front of him. He turned on his mat to face her and she turned to face him. I now had a full view of her in striking profile. The swell of her breasts and heave of her chest betrayed her arousal.I was torn as I watched him caress her body, touching tenderly and lightly every inch of her. He stroked her breasts, squeezing and gently pinching. I could see her nipples harden under the exploitation of his fingers as he squeezed and pulled them. He tickled her inner thigh and little by little traced a path to her most intimate feminine area. She arched and hung her head backward, her face to the roof. Her long hair falling like a mane, trailed down her back. Her hands were clenched into tight fists as she trembled. Although I could not see, I pictured his fingers pushing into her. I realized that he was touching her in a place that only I had known before. There was nothing lewd about this display. On the contrary it was a very erotic vision. I discovered the jealousy within me defeated by a voyeur's hunger that I never knew existed. At this very moment I was full of lust watching this boy touching my wife. I saw her shudder in orgasm. At one point he leaned to suckle upon her nipple like a child as she embraced his head to her breast, the contrast in the color of their skin adding to the fire within me.At last he sat back and looked at her for some minutes and then rose and disappeared as if into thin air. The scent of her sex was heavy in the air. She lay back where she sat and fell asleep. I was exhausted by the experience myself and rather than going to her I closed my eyes to a fitful slumber.The next morning I got up early and went out to the group area to get something to drink and eat. I was sitting around the fire when Debbie came and sat down beside me. "I am sorry about last night," she began. "Shush, no need to apologize," I said."I was tempted by him. It was as if his fingers were unbuttoning my blouse. Do you understand?" she asked. I nodded and said, "He is fascinating.""I wanted him to feel me Jack," she said."What I saw last night was a sheer seduction. He seduced you with his touch and you surrendered," I suggested."I know and I feel so conflicted," she sulked."I am not angry or hurt," as I strained a smile."Are you troubled by what happened?" she asked daringly."It was very erotic and sensual. And, it was unthinkable before last night. I was full of envy as I watched his hands touching you, to the point I had to do some early morning cleansing," I answered.She smiled with assurance and walked away.I was in conflict. She did not seem the least bit distressed by what she had done. And I unwisely revealed I had an orgasm watching her. Thoughts but no clarity swirled more or less in my mind.Over the next week our days and nights were back to routine. Debbie was right about overcoming the resistance by exposing herself to Kayapo. Suddenly we found the Bide eager to share their stories and understanding. We would spend the mornings exploring and listening, book work and writing in the afternoons and after the evening meal we would socialize with the Bide and then retire to our hut and sleep.Then one night shortly after we had settled down to sleep I heard the whisper of feet and opened my eyes to see Kayapo seated across the hut looking at us again. Debbie had her back to me, facing the direction of where Kayapo was seated. In the faded light I could see he was looking at Debbie. Lying as quietly as I could I watched her breathing and listened to the rapid beat of my own heart.After several long moments she slowly sat upright. My emotions were charged to the extreme. I struggled to contain my breathing under control. I could feel the sexual heat in my loins and blood rush to harden my penis. The new found voyeur in me wanted Debbie to go to him and to watch her naked body with Kayapo again. But I was in turmoil, frightened of where that would surely lead. My mind and body were on fire fueled by anticipation, dread and desire.His eyes were focused on her. I could sense her excitement growing, and smell her arousal. She unbuttoned her shirt and quietly pulled it from her shoulders and arms, still sitting there. I looked at her supple, pale form in the dim light. I could see the swell of her hips and silky texture of her skin. Dread wanted to reach out and embrace her, but desire knew I could not without breaking the spell that was palpable around us. My heart was racing waiting for her next move.She silently rose and padded across the short span of dirt and sat down next to him facing me. Debbie momentary looked at me, her eyes searching mine, as I lay motionless in submission. Turning slightly to him, he reached a hand out and carefully cupped her breast. I could see his finger and thumb lightly flicking over her nipple. He then lay back drawing her breast to his lips as she turned her back on me and lay next to him.I saw her leg glide up and over and rest upon his hip. I saw his erect penis for the first time. Kayapo was indeed well endowed and not what you would expect of someone his physique. I would guess he was probably 6 to 7 inches long. What is more amazing is he was thick, possibly 2 times normal.The thought of seeing his immense cock slide into Debbie's body prevailed over reason. I wanted her to have sex with him while I watched. I wanted to see the huge head of his cock slip past her vulva. I couldn't help myself. If my dread didn't somehow forbid this I knew desire was going to let her mate with him. I was frozen in anguish, emotionally frayed by the scene before my eyes. With her hand, Debbie grasped his throbbing penis and guided it to her wet opening. The pressure of his cock at her sex increased and I could see an abrupt slipping as the engorged head slid slightly between her soaked lips. She arched her back to help him enter her. Inch by inch he was taking her. I could see his cock pushing into the open folds of her wet vulva. I watched as Kayapo steadily inserted his thickening penis deeper and deeper into Debbie, penetrating her, as she willingly opened her sheath to him. Still he slipped within her until I could see his rigid cock probe fully into her. I knew he felt the warm folds of her pussy as his cock disappeared, pleasing her as if it belonged there. He stroked into her once, twice, and then again; it was the first time I'd ever seen her fuck. I felt guilty because it was tender, loving and shameless. A wrench of jealousy came over me to see Kayapo's shaft, glistening with her secretions glide in and out of her body, his hands fondling her soft white breasts, and his lips nursing upon her nipples. Kayapo moved in and out of her for what seemed like an eternity as I watched his cock make only slow movements; nothing hard; nothing fast; just deliberate gentle fucking motions into her, then out of her, then back in, stretching her and filling her as I would not.I could clearly see how her pink lips were spread, how his penis fit firmly inside her, claiming her. Her soft folds had been shoved farther apart then ever before, and she had drawn him into her. I watched his dark body move in unison with her pale body. The two bound in a willful union. I could see her sex suckling his cock as it fucked in and out of her.She locked her legs around her lover as she dug her heels into his buttocks, pulling him into her, forcing his cock to fill her need until there was nothing left outside. Her hips rocked as he withdrew his hardness from within her. His muscles tensed as he began to drive harder into her. She turned her eyes to me, catching me in the pitch of my own desire and heaved her hips in defiance, meeting his thrusts, as if to affirm her choice of lover. I shook, captivated, watching the joining of their two bodies as Kayapo spent his seed deep within her. Over the next several hours they had sex time after time. I felt as much as I heard her soft cries at his every discovery of her. I saw her body rise to meet his power. I knew the familiar whimpers of her orgasms. I understood her sighs each time he spewed his seed within her. I was envious, troubled and euphoric by their mating. Finally after having exhausted my own arousal I fell asleep. In the morning I rose first and left to clean myself and get something to eat in solitude. I felt a need to relive last night and try to understand what happened and how I felt about it.Debbie soon came and sat next to me at the fire. She made herself some tea and sat quietly. In time she said "are you going to speak me?""I don't know what to say," I answered."Do you hate me?" she asked."No I don't hate you, but I am torn. I am resentful yet I was full of lust as I was witness to the most intense, erotic vision I could imagine," I said."I am worried about you," she stated."I will be ok." We sat quietly for many long minutes before I finally asked, "How do you feel?""I feel wonderful. In my entire life I have never felt the oneness, the intimacy, and fulfillment I did last night with Kayapo. I experienced the most intense sexual release a woman can have with any lover," she said tenderly.I felt a tightening in my chest as my heart twisted with her words. "You had sex with an unfamiliar person," I said."Jack, Kayapo made love to me," she answered."And you let him," I said trying to keep my eyes from watering."Yes, I wanted to please him," she whispered, her eyes dropping to the ground. I could read her like a book. Last night she chose to have sex with Kayapo, and with that she was truly free from regret."Well, what now? We still have almost 9 months of work left before we leave. What if he wants to continue this sexual relationship?" I asked."Jack, I can't now reject him," she pleaded. "Are you implying you are willing?" I posed."I need," her voice trailed off momentarily. "Jack, I would like your understanding," she finally said."We haven't had sex since we left Cambridge, and now I am to passively accept you having sex with Kayapo," I restated my understanding.Bewildered I sat in silence rolling her words over and over in my mind. She wanted permission to have an affair with him?"Jack?" Her voice brought me back from wherever my mind had traveled."I guess that is a decision you have to make. You understand the kind of risk you are taking," I asked as calmly as I could while I was in turmoil inside? Nodding, she walked away.That night and for the next several nights Kayapo's did not come to our hut. I was restless all night and distracted during the days. The days dragged on and it was difficult if not impossible to concentrate on my work. I was distressed over the fact that Debbie had sex with Kayapo and that it had excited me, and that craving still existed within me wanting more. Several times I found myself watching Debbie from afar longing to see her with him again. Although I was distracted it did not seem to me that she was. In fact she seemed calm and more engaged than ever before. I hungered for Debbie to fulfill my perverted sexual feelings.At the evening meal one night I felt like an outsider. I listened as Debbie softly spoke with Kayapo. She seemed pleased with his response. As the social time wound down the Bide were leaving to their huts for the night in small groups. I got up and walked to our hut, stripped to my shorts and lay down on my sleeping mat. I watched Kayapo come in and lay down on the mat to the opposite side of the hut. She came in a few minutes later with the trace of smile on her lips. She was not surprised upon seeing Kayapo. She had made a decision. She carefully went about removing her shirt, shorts and shoes she wore during the day. Undressed, she stood by her sleeping mat and paused looking at me. I was awed by the image of her bare body standing in the reflections of the firelight. She looked to be thinking and then slowly bent down looking me in the eye as if seeking forgiveness. I felt a heave in my chest and tears well up in my eyes. She hesitated for a moment and then picking up her sleeping mat she turned and walked to where Kayapo was laying. He reached a hand up to her and she lay down facing him. I could see her kissing him and from time to time she would turn in a way that I could see his hands caressing her body. Until almost daybreak I watched my wife in a night long sexual embrace with this aboriginal boy, the Magi Kayapo. Finally I was able to fall asleep after the two of them, sexually spent, drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.We continued to work on the project and did not debate the past nor discuss the future. I could see that she was content with her decision and it showed in her work and energy. Debbie had moved her sleeping mat and belongings to be with Kayapo. Each night she went to him. I understood that in the tradition of the Bide she was declaring she belonged to him. Some nights I would sneak outside their hut and listen for the sounds from within no longer permitted to watch. I knew without seeing, the appetites and passions of her body were being satisfied by Kayapo.After about a month one morning she sat next to me drinking her tea. "Jack, I have something to tell you," she began.However I was lost in my thoughts, not completely understanding how this situation came to be. My wife had given herself to the young Karaja Magi, and I had done nothing to prevent it. Desire had created a wicked craving to conceive this carnal affair. Dread twisted my perversion into a sickness in the hollow of my stomach."Jack, you aren't listening," she anxiously repeated.The consequence of her words, taunting dread and teasing desire, thundered in my ears. "I am pregnant!"The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 44 |
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roadhogs.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/roadhogs.txt | Warning: This story contains non-consensual sex, violenceand acts not appropriate in a civilized society. Neither the author nor this archive condones such actions in real life. This story was written as an unusual fantasy and was not meant to offend anyone who may have been subject to real violence in their life. Why can't we all just do untoothers, as we would have others do unto us?***The experience I had on our last summer vacation still makes me shake when I think of it. My wife of who was 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 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 woman 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 so 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 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 was 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 yeah! 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 over 20 men had just raped my wife. 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 was 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 bikers 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, "YES... YES! YEEESSSSS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!!!" Then she collapsed and the huge dick was slowly pulled out of her. Her pussy was destroyed and large globs of thick, white cum was 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.He 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 can. - Bastards!END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 22 |
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juliesblackmail.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/juliesblackmail.txt | "Dad, you've got to help Julie." My other daughter's voice was stressed and pleading. "She has been depressed and down for over a week now, I have tried to snap her out of it, but I can't. She's not sleeping, and she has stopped eating now too. She won't admit that anything is wrong, there's nothing else I can think to do. You worked such miracles with Alexis, you have to help Julie."I wondered just how anxious my daughter would be if she knew just how I had "helped" Alexis. She may find out, in my own good time! For now, there was nothing I would have liked more than to help Julie the same way! No doubt about it, I had turned into a very dirty old man, well, ok, pervert. I told her to bring Julie over and leave her with me for the weekend. Of course, my naive trusting daughter agreed immediately. She probably was looking forward to some private fucking time alone with her husband. I was looking forward to fucking her daughter.By the time she dropped Julie off, along with her school books and suitcase, I was more than ready. Julie slouched her way through the door, barely acknowledging me. My daughter was right, this definitely was not Julie. Normally a whirlwind of energy and happiness, she acted like she had a thousand pounds of weight on her back. Her normally ruddy complexion was pale and sickly, with the dark circles of too little sleep and too much crying under her eyes. She was in bad trouble.It was early afternoon, I decided to start working on her and her problem right away. I offered her "herbal tea" with the small amount of sedative, to relax her. I talked about everything BUT her problem, I didn't want her defenses up. After several sips of tea, I offered to stir it for her. I began a slow swirling and began the hypnotic induction. "Look how the tea swirls around, around, around... never stopping, never slower, never faster, around and around. It's making you sleepy, your eyes are starting to close, sleepy, sleepy, so hard to stay awake now, you see nothing but the swirling tea, you hear nothing but my voice, your universe is the swirling tea and my voice, you're so tired, relax, Julie, drift off to sleep, drift off to someplace where the only thing is my voice."She sat there, glassy eyed, totally zoned out to everything but my voice. "Julie, something has happened to you, something bothering you terribly, but you are not letting anyone know. You can't solve it if you keep it to yourself, you have to tell me about it to solve the problem and make it go away." She still hesitated. "It's all right, Julie, you are in a safe place, nothing can hurt you here. The words you say are empty, just air, there is nothing to fear, to be afraid of here." Slowly, carefully, she began. "It started when I told my guidance counselor that I was choosing my courses to become an Office Manager. I didn't want to be just a secretary, anybody can be a secretary, I want to run an office." She stopped, her mind divided in conflict. On the one hand, she was struggling to tell me, under the pressure of the hypnotic spell. On the other hand, the reality of what she had gone through was making her resist."Julie, you have to let go of the connection to school, it is preventing you from revealing what happened." Then I smiled, as I saw my chance. "Are those the clothes you wore to school today?""Yes, Mom brought me straight from school to here.""Julie, the clothes you are wearing are connecting you to what happened, they are a barrier between you and the truth. If you want to reach the truth, you must eliminate the barrier. If you want to get rid of the terrible problem, you must get rid of the clothes first." Slowly, she stood up, hesitated only a second, and then pulled off her tee shirt. My cock began to harden. Forget professional strippers and dancers, there is nothing sexier than watching a female strip, when she is not aware that you are watching. So innocent, so unconcerned, so natural. Neatly folding her shirt, she slid off her shoes, then rolled off her socks. Casually, she slid down her jeans, revealing her well-tanned legs. It's odd, no matter how many times you see a female in a swim suit, it's never the same as seeing her in her underwear. Without any more hesitation, she reached behind herself and unhooked her bra. Ok, so maybe I am just biased, because she is my granddaughter, but I thought her breasts were beautiful. Fuller, softer than her cousins, but Julie was also stockier than Alexis, not fat, but more solid. I could not wait to get my hands on them. But patience, I told myself, patience. Unaware of my total interest, she laid the bra on the table, and slipped her panties down to her ankles, then picked them up and put them on top of the rest of her clothes. In her hypnotized state, she noticed only what I told her to. I picked up her still warm panties and sniffed them, the aroma of her teenage cunt making my cock harden. Julie resumed her story where she had left off."A couple days later, there was a note slid into my locker, from my guidance counselor, asking me to stop by her office. She asked me if I wanted to work in the Principles Office, on my free periods, and maybe an hour or so after school. I would get extra school credits, and experience in a real office setting! Of course, I said "yes", and jumped at the chance." Julie was still struggling to get the story out, and she had sat back down again, concealing half her fantastic body. This would not do. "Julie, you are not comfortable here, perhaps because the kitchen is where you do so much of your homework, you need to be in a neutral place. Let's go into the living room." I stood up, my hard cock making a painfully obvious tent in my pants, but in the hypnotic state, Julie was totally unaware, she would only be aware of what I told her to be aware of. She stood up to follow me. Being a gentleman, I stepped aside and let her go in first, I walked behind, my eyes glued to her teenage ass. I was going to fuck it, maybe not tonight, but I was definitely going to fuck it. I had her sit in the recliner, nice and comfortable, and wide enough for her to spread her legs a bit. She sat down, immediately crossed her legs and crossed her arms over her tits. Probably her normal position, uncomfortable with her body. I was going to change that.I moved behind her, "Julie, you have to relax and be comfortable before you can deal with this, let me help you relax. A nice relaxing muscle massage." I spent all of about three seconds massaging her neck and shoulders, then my hands slid down to her jugs. A year younger than Alexis, and her tits were just as big, if not bigger. Just slightly different shape. I could play with these forever, while she sat there totally unaware.It was too much, and I had become too perverted by the recent episodes of incest. I moved in front of her and knelt down between her legs. "Julie, I am going to give you a very special kind of massage, you will find it amazingly relaxing and enjoyable. It's a tongue and lips massage." I started her "massage" by licking her nipples, moving from one to the other with my tongue, when they were stiff, I began to suckle. I actually did massage her jugs as I sucked them, wishing I could get milk from her. I made a mental note to research the web, see if there were herbs or natural plants that would stimulate lactation without a woman actually being pregnant. After I had given them both a good work out, I stood up, striped and took a comfortable chair right across from her. "You are totally relaxed now, Julie, didn't the massage make you feel really good?""Yes, Grampser, I feel fantastic!" "You feel good enough to tell me what has been making you feel so bad. It's ok, you are perfectly safe her, and if you start to feel bad again, Grampser can make you feel even better than now." I pictured myself licking and sucking her cunt. I would, soon enough. "Now, tell me what happened.""I got the job in the Principles Office, like I said. I was so happy, but it was a bit strange too. They told me I should dress like a professional, a dress, or skirt and blouse, not jeans and a shirt, like a school kid, ... like all the other kids. I solved it by taking a change of clothes with me every day, and before I went to the office, I would go the locker room and change. But being in the office, dressed like that, made me feel like a grown up, the Principles secretary, Ms. Winton, wore the same type clothes, and she accepted me and treated me like an adult.""There was one thing about the office, I didn't like the radio station they listened to." She made a grimace, it was all news. Always bad news."Julie was starting to hesitate again, slow down."Julie, stop for a moment, relax, move back from the bad place. Grampser will be right back and make you feel good again." I took her hands and put them over her tits. "Hold these, work them, they will make you feel nice till I get back." And so for a moment I left my nude fifteen old granddaughter sitting there naked, feeling herself up, and recording every moment of it!I returned quickly, with a vibrator and a hard on. The vibrator was going to be put to use right away, the hard on....later. I removed her hands from her tits, and told her to spread her legs apart a bit. Then I took a moment just to admire her bush, her hair so silky and fine. I knew she might be slightly lubricated, but not as much as she should be. So, out of grandparental concern and love, I started sucking and licking the vibrator that had already been in my daughters and other granddaughters cunts. Talk about "all in the family"!"Julie, this is going to make you feel so relaxed, so good, you will not have any worry about the bad place, just think about what you are feeling between your legs, and finish telling Grampser the story." Slowly, carefully, I slid the vibrator into her pussy, while it was already turned on. Even in the disconnected, hypnotic state, it made her eyes widen and her nipples stiffen. "Just let the sensations wash away the worry and fear, Julie, then tell me the rest."She relaxed, leaning back in the chair, and went on. "The radio, all they played was news. I thought the news man's voice was familiar, but didn't really place it. I figured I just heard it on the radio before. They were reports every day about some office or business getting Anthrax or some other deadly powder bomb in the mail. Ms. Winton even joked about it once.""Then, one afternoon, school was out, everyone was home but a few of the staff, the Principle, he's Mr. Aton, Ms. Winton, a janitor around somewhere, he was always around somewhere, and me. There was a package in the mail, no return address, just brown paper wrapping. I didn't think about it, didn't worry, I cut the twine and opened it." "There was a loud bang, like a balloon bursting, and then fine dust was all over the office, a fine powder, everywhere. We were both choking and coughing like crazy. Mr. Aton came running out of his office, right into the cloud of dust, and he was choking with us. Then Ms. Winton managed to scream Anthrax! We're poisoned! Mr. Aton grabbed our arms and pulled us out of the office and into the hallway. He was totally scared.""As soon as we were in the hall, he started ripping off his clothes! We got to get this dust washed off, get out of your clothes, and run for the showers! We've got to get this powder off us! I was scared, caught up in their panic, I didn't think. I didn't have time to think, Mr. Aton and Ms. Winton were pulling my clothes off, I started helping them pull their own clothes off. The Janitor was there, he was helping strip us. To be honest, I think he was doing more groping and grabbing of Ms. Winton's and my tits and ass, but it was difficult to pay attention too, I was so scared. "When we were naked, Mr. Aton yelled at us to run for the showers, the closest were the boy's locker room showers. I started to object, but he said all the teams where gone, no one else was here but the four of us. He yelled at us again that we had to get the powder washed off, FAST! So we all took off for the showers. Even as I was running, I thought what a crazy sight we must make, two naked females and a naked male running down the hall, our boobs bouncing, his cock flopping around."Julie paused, as if she were embarrassed to go on. "I looked back over my shoulder, and I got a surprise. His cock was not flopping around, it was pointing straight up, and stiff as a phone pole! But there wasn't really time to think about his boner, we rushed straight into the locker room and the showers. I never stopped to think why the water was already on, but at least it was warm, and not totally freezing cold. "It felt so wrong, being in the showers with the three nude adults, with two naked men! I couldn't figure out why the janitor was there too, HE didn't get exposed to the dust, but maybe he had come into the office, or got it on him when we were all stripping in the hallway, I didn't know, couldn't think." "Mr. Anton began washing me, and the janitor was washing Ms. Winton, she was washing him, their hands were all over each other. I knew I shouldn't watch, but I couldn't stop myself. I guess, in a way, it helped me avoid thinking about what Mr. Anton was doing to ME." "Julie," I said, as calmly and evenly as possible, "Mr. Anton is far away, he can't do anything to you now, the only problem left is in your mind, you are safe, you can talk about it, it can't hurt you.""He had pretty much dropped the act of washing off the "dust" and was just playing with my body. He was only washing my tits and my ass and my crack. By then, Ms. Winton and the janitor were fucking! Right there in the shower, right in front of us, in front of ME!""How did you feel, at that moment?"Even under the hypnotic state, she blushed. "It was weird, so dirty, but so exciting! I had never even seen a man naked before, and now there were two of them, right there in the shower with me! And live fucking! It was disgusting, but at the same time, I could not stop watching. And Mr. Anton had his hands all over me, his fingers IN me! But they felt good in me too, and I didn't want him to stop.""I must be a whore, such a dirty person to get turned on by that! They were abusing me, and I was actually enjoying it. I must be sick, some kind of sick minded person.""Now, I feel ashamed and dirty just taking a shower, I try to skip them as long as I can, when I have to, I get it over with as fast as possible."There was my chance, the opening I had been waiting for. I put my hands on her shoulders, comforting like. "Julie, that's not right, it's not fair. Showering is perfectly normal, and perfectly safe. The fears are just ghosts, shadows in your mind, the memories cannot hurt you. Do you trust your grampser?"Julie sighed. "Of course I do, I always have."I had her! "Then trust me now, and we will drive the evil memories away." We got up and walked to the bathroom, I started the water, making sure it was nice and warm for her. I stood back and watched as she stepped under the spray, loving the sight of her slightly plump body, now wet and glistening.. I couldn't wait to get my hands on it! Not to mention my cock in it!She was nude, but even in the "privacy" of the bathroom, she was covering her tits, keeping her legs pressed together. That would not do. "Julie, you are letting them destroy your self-esteem, your ego. You can fight back, show them you are stronger. Stand in front of the mirror." She stepped out of the shower and stood in front of the mirror, the cool air making her wet skin tighten, making her nipples stiffen. It was a full length mirror. I stepped behind her."You have a lovely, sexy body, there is no need to be ashamed of it." She straightened up just a bit when I said that. I reached around and cupped her tits in my hands. "See how big they are? I bet you have the largest breasts in your grade!""Wellllll, not the biggest, Grampser, but most of the girl's boobs are much smaller than mine." She frowned. "They laugh at me because of my size.""They are just jealous of you, Julie." I slipped my fingers over her nipples and played with them, squeezing lightly, pulling them. "See how sensitive your nipples are? The other girls wish theirs were this sensitive. They wish their nipples made them feel this good. It feels good, doesn't it, Julie?"Her voice was a bit raspy, she was starting to breath faster. "Yes, it does, Grampser, really good.""It makes me feel good too, Julie, touching them like this, touching you like this. You want Grampser to feel good, don't you?""Of course, Grampser!""We can make each other feel good, Julie, just trust Grampser." I let go of one tit, and slid my hand down her tummy, towards her bush. Rubbing both tit and twat, with my hard cock poking her ass, I kissed her ear and whispered, "Does this make you feel even better?"Her voice was barely a whisper. "This is the greatest!" "Oh, it will get even better, Julie, just trust Grampser. Let's get in the shower, and I will help you make all the bad memories go away, and you can begin enjoying them again, like a girl should." We got back in the shower, letting the warm water flow over us.I told her that in order to make the bad feelings go away, she would have to describe exactly what was done to her in the school showers. "You can enjoy the feelings, but without the shame or guilt, the people are not here, only Grampser, and you trust Grampser. Let him show you how much fun showers can be again.""He started out washing my hair."I shampooed and lathered her hair up."That part actually felt good... like it feels now."If those were the feelings she wanted, those were what she would get, I continued sudsing her hair, taking my time. No need to hurry things."Then he moved his hands down to my breasts, he was all over them."Happy to oblige, I followed her directions, putting my hands all over them. And enjoying the hell out of it. They were saggier than Alexis's, not fat, but fuller, a bit looser, which meant I had a lot more motion to them, more fun handling them. Julie seemed to be enjoying it too. Her nipples had stiffened up and were thick and solid. I continued to play with them, kneading them and sliding my hands over them."He started to slide his hands down lower, down my stomach, to my pussy."So did I. I loved the smooth, soft teenage skin. As my fingers toyed with her pubic hair, I could feel her stomach muscles twitching and fluttering. She was definitely fired up. I was pretty fired up too, my cock was rock hard and hot as hell. I was almost afraid that when I fucked her, it was "when" not "if" at this point, I might actually burn her cunt! "Did he get you off, Julie, did he finish giving you the best of all feelings?"Julie started to sob, I thought she was going to cry. "NO!", she blurted out, "the bastard shot his stuff, and then started playing with Ms. Winton! I was ready to burst!""After a few minutes, they finished, and everyone dried off." "But I'm not going to leave you ready to burst, Julie," I whispered in her ear, "Grampser is going to let you finish this right, and you will be bursting with pleasure. This will be the greatest thing you've ever felt, just trust Grampser." I told her to lean forward, put her hands on the front wall of the shower, just let the water spray over her, it would increase the pleasure and feelings. Spreading her legs slightly, I positioned my cock and slid into her cunt, she was already so wet, and NOT from the shower!This was one of the best positions for fucking. With her slightly bent forward, I could fuck her, use one hand to play with her tits, and the other hand for teasing and playing with her pussy lips, all at the same time. There was no resistance as I entered her, she probably lost her hymen to her fingers or her hairbrush, or a cucumber, maybe even had her own dildo all ready, I didn't know, didn't care. In her bend forward position, there was not much motion Julie could put into it, but her hips started swaying and moving slightly, trying to match my rhythm. As I pushed forward into her, she pushed backwards, to get as much of my cock in her as possible. I had no doubt, my granddaughter loved fucking!I made it last as long as I could, when I felt my own orgasm approaching, I began to pinch her cunt lips, just very lightly, the slight sensation of pain mixed with the pleasure of sex is powerful. Powerful enough to send her into her own orgasm. We climaxed together. No fake internet story screaming, "I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGG!!!" Every muscle in my body was tight, and she was gasping, but she was making some noises deep in her throat, as her cunt muscles clamped tight around my cock.I stayed in her till my cock softened and slipped out on its own. Reluctantly, I let go of her tits and pulled her upright by the shoulders, turned her around and kissed her. We let the water was the cum off us, then I took the spray nozzle and flushed out her twat, giving her a second orgasm."These are the feelings you will remember when you shower, Julie, not the bad ones. And you can make yourself feel the same feelings whenever you want. And when Grampser says "let me make you feel happy" you will let him do whatever he wants, because he is doing it for you."I turned off the water, and we toweled each other dry, with lots of attention to tits and ass, cunt and cock. "Do you see now how great your own body can make you feel, if you just let it?""Ohhh, yes, it feels fantastic." "And it's so much nicer not to feel clothes chaffing and restricting you, isn't it, Julie?" "Yes, I love the freedom, Grampser.""You have the entire weekend to feel free, Julie, you can enjoy this freedom all you like, unless we go outside, or someone stops by." I tried to imagine, and entire weekend with a nude fifteen year old in the house, and totally under my control! Still, for right now, I didn't want her catching cold, standing around wet. I began gently toweling her off. When she was dry , I had her go into the kitchen. I made supper, and she ate with an appetite for the first time in days. After supper, we did the dishes, then went to the living room and watched some movies, of course, she stayed naked the entire time. I didn't have her sleep with me, I thought that was pushing things too far at this point. But she slept nude and the next morning, we took another shower together. It was so erotic, she helped me with the cleaning, the vacuuming, everything anyone would normally do, but she was doing it naked, and not even realizing it. I found reasons to give her plenty more "tongue and lip" massages, I loved the taste of her twat. Finally, the weekend was over much too soon. Before it was time to take her home, I re-hypnotized her, to strengthen the commands I had given her and to put new memories in place of all we had done. I told her we had talked about her problems, and sharing them made her feel better, and more relaxed. She did not need to fear the situation at school, Grampser would take care of that tomorrow. When I brought her out of it, she was her normal, cheerful, bubbly self again.I offered to drive her home, it was well after dark, a girl just wasn't safe on the streets alone. We were in her driveway in just a few minutes, she started to get out of her seat belt, but I stopped her. "Julie, let me make you happy." She relaxed back against the seat, her eyes turning sort of glassy. I reached inside her shirt and bra and spent a few minutes playing with her tits. Then I withdrew my hand, straightened out her shirt and said, "You better get in the house now." I didn't want her Dad coming out to see who was setting in the driveway, or one of the neighbors getting nosy, and finding me with a handful of teenage tit.I watched her hot ass as she trotted into the house, then went home. At home, I stripped and settled into my favorite chair to watch the two of us in the shower. I had to decide how to deal with the situation at school, obviously, I could not let them continue to use her like that. But calling the cops was not really the solution I wanted either. I had to use them, like they used her, and protect both of us at the same time.The next afternoon, at the time Julie told me she took over her "office" work in the principal's office, I showed up at the school. There was no guard, I just walked in, and headed straight for the office. The secretary, Ms. Winton, looked surprised to see me enter, which did not surprise me at all. She tried to pull her "official business" routine, demanding to know if I had an appointment. I told her "no", but he was going to see me anyway. Julie opened the half door for me to walk behind the counter. I saw why Ms. Winton was so nervous, my granddaughter was bottomless The look of shock on Ms. Winton's face was priceless when I took Julie in my arms and hugged her, not even commenting on her half nakedness. She went from shocked to ghost white when I told her to summon the janitor, he was in this too. She never expected I knew what "this" was, but she knew now.Without waiting to be announced, I walked into the principal's office. He was out of his chair instantly, pulling an indignant act, trying to look outraged and offended by my barging in. I took a seat and let him rant for a few moments, then told him to shut up and sit down.Something I had learned a long time ago, a quiet, calm manner can by far more of a threat than shouting and ranting. It was obvious he was not used to being ordered around, he caved quickly. "Where is the master DVD?"He was scared, and fumbling, trying to act the innocent. "What master DVD?""The master you made of Julie, stripping her in the office, running to the showers naked, having her perform for you here in your office. That master DVD"He now knew I did indeed know it all, and he caved totally. I could see his hands shaking as he stood up, moved to his office wall and slid a panel out of the way. He took out one disk. I got up and pushed him aside, in the hidden space were over a dozen more DVD's. I could bet, a dozen more student victims.I pulled out one at random, and told him to put in in his computers DVD drive. He was shaking and sweating now. I really hoped he would not have a heart attack before I was done with him. We watched as a young girl, must slimmer than Julie, but still, nice tits, she was topless, gave him a hand job. Before he came, Julie stuck her head in the door. The janitor is here, Grampser." "I want him and Winton in here, Julie. You too." The janitor was a sniveling, sneering creep, the type who liked to bully, but was a total coward to anyone able to defend themselves. When they were all in the office, and still ignoring the fact that my granddaughter was bottomless, I explained things to them. "I have this disk, I'm going to take a few more with me, for safekeeping. You are all looking at a good twenty years in prison if I go to the police. But I'm not. You have been using Julie, and others, and now, it's time to change things. She is going to use you. From now on, you will continue as you have been, except she is giving the orders. If she tells any one of you, or all of you, to go bottomless, or naked, you will. You will do whatever she says, whenever she says." If she tells me you have refused or tried to get out of it, the disks will be sent to the police. Do you all understand?"All three nodded their heads and gave a quiet "yes." "Julie, do you understand? You are in charge now, you're word is their law."Julie was all grin, looking like the canary that just got the cat. "Great, Grampser! Thanks for saving me! When do we start?"I shrugged. "Right now."She grinned and motioned to Winton and the janitor. "Get out, go do your jobs, and remember what Grampser said." When they left the room, she jumped up on the principles desk, spread her legs wide. "Lick my cunt, eat me and make me cum." "Now?" He asked, uneasy with me being there."Right now, and do a good job." Glancing at me with guilt, he put his head between her legs and began to tongue her twat. After a couple moments, his hands slid upwards to her tits, trying to slide under her blouse. Julie lifted up and slapped the side of his head as hard as she could. He was not suspecting it, he pulled back in shock and pain."I told you to lick my cunt, I didn't say anything about feeling me up. This is for MY pleasure, not yours. You got that?"The red mark from her hand was clearly visible, he just nodded his head."Then get back to it."I stayed and watched the live sex show until Julies orgasm hit her, watching the expressions flowing over her face. With his face still buried in her pussy, I kissed her and told her she had everything under control, I was going home. But reminded her all she had to do was call me if they didn't obey her.Somehow, that was a call I doubted I'd ever get. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 76 |
newyearseve.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/65/newyearseve.txt | As eleven thirty came and went I was sitting back at the bar in a post orgasmic haze. Marty had helped me clean up downstairs and we wrapped everything up with the production crew... a few times! I was to meet with an "agent" next week to view the finished product and set a contract. All without Carl's knowledge. Call it a late Christmas present, he was now married to a minor porn star. So many thoughts spinning through my mind. I had been letting Dan pour out my drinks unless the guest wanted to sit and chat. For the most part I was hammered. A young man came close to my elbow as I chatted with an older gentleman. "I hate to interrupt but I need to talk with you. I was hoping you might dance with me before midnight hits. That is if you want to make a lot of extra cash tonight?" Dan leaned in and asked him, "Do you think maybe you should buy the lady a drink and get to know her before you just bust out with a question like that?" "Oh, I plan on it," he smiled. Pulling out a wad of cash he ordered six bottles of champagne. Then he told me his fantasy... "I have never danced with the Treasure Girl in this room before and you're the sexiest one I've ever seen. I mean I know you're married so I don't entertain any permanent fantasies, but you must have noticed this room seems to make people set aside their day to day mores and commitments, no?" I smiled at him and looked around for my husband. I saw him swaying to the music with a topless girl half his age. She was grinding her crotch on his thigh. "Yeah, it seems this room is a major den of inequity." "Exactly," my new friend hissed into my ear. His bulge was pressing against my still damp pussy and I felt his fingers snaking between my ass cheeks and pulling me into him. I leaned back and grinned. "It's the atmosphere. People seem to know nothing that happens in here will leave this place." "Like Vegas?" I grinned. "Just like Vegas," he grinned back. His fingers held tight to my ass and he lifted me off the ground. Sliding a naked me against his clothed body, I felt his thick cock against my bare pussy. It felt like a steel rod in his pants. I was grinding my clit against it through his pants. My legs wrapped around him as he rocked me back and forth. I noticed most others dancers on the floor with us had taken off some amount of clothing and were engaging in some form of carnal play. "I rrrreally like this place." I whispered between moans. "Then I guess I need to ask your husband something," he grinned. "Take me over there. He's dancing with that short brunette in the mini skirt." As we swayed through the crowd, I realized I didn't know this man's name. His stiff cock was all but in me and I was moaning as he gripped my body to his. It occurred to me that if he had approached me with his fly open I would be riding my second new cock of the night. I was shocked in that I wasn't shocked at that thought. He leaned me back away from him, keeping my crotch pressed to his. I looked over and my husband's face was grinning at me. He was dancing behind the young brunette and judging by the angle he was grinding against her ass, I knew he had to have had his cock inside her. He held her ample tits in his hands and ground into her as I pressed my mouth to his. "Oh, god! Hi, Sweet Thing! We saw your countdown on the big screen! Still having fun?" he asked. "More than ever, love! Who's your friend?" "Oh, Meghan is in my advanced English class. She snuck in with a fake I.D. She's only sixteen so I'm taking it upon myself to punish her." he grinned. I had to laugh, "Yeahhhh, she looks miserable." Meghan turned and grinned sleepy eyed at us both. "Uhh, hi. God, Mr. Hastings I'm so close, don't stop now!" Carl held her ass tight as she squirmed. He pulled out and his shiny cock stood up proudly between them. "No, we're all done. I told you I was punishing you. Meghan, this is my wife Annie. She went to school with your Mom." Meghan pulled her skirt down and rubbed her ass. "Oh, God. Don't tell my Mom you saw me here." "Fucking my husband? I doubt it'll come up darling. Carl, this man wants to ask you something." I explained. He pressed his mouth to mine and gave me a very hot kiss. "Mmmm, well hand her over and ask away." As the man released me into Carl's arms I guided his familiar stiff dick into me. The insertion was effortless and I felt the sensation vibrate into my skull. "Damn! Little Meghan certainly got you hard!" "The better to fuck you with my dear!" he grinned. "Ummm, now, uhhh, what does your friend want to ask me Sweet Thing?" I thrashed about as he fucked into me, "I, uhg, I don't uh, know!" The man leaned into us holding my ass from behind as Carl fucked me. "I offer a thousand dollars if you let me fuck your wife on the dais at midnight." he smiled. "Obvi... uh, obviously, I, uh, I don't control my uh, my wife sexually, pal. You'll have to ask her yourself." I laughed almost uncontrollably realizing I had the power to live one of my fantasies this night. I pushed against my husband. "No, that would make me a what? C'mon. Who takes money for sexual favors?" "That would be a prostitute?" he answered. "Correct! I'm not going to take money to fuck someone! I'm working for this bar as an entertainer, not an in house hooker!" I pushed him away and clung to my husband. "I'm s, I'm sorry! I din' I didn't think!" he stammered. "Go have some fun and next time think before you speak!" I chided him. "Hon' I understand what you say, but weren't you a little harsh on him?" "I'm not a whore, darling! Is that what you want? To turn me out?" I squeezed his cock with my pussy muscles making him shudder. "No. No I don't want you doing anything damaging or aaaaah, god! Don't stop doing that!" "I'm a little pissed off that you were with that girl, but I guess after my little performance upstairs I really can't say much, huh?" "You can say whatever's on your mind as long as your pussy keeps clenching my cock like that!" "What do you think of your wife tonight? They paid me to perform upstairs baby. -and they filmed the entire thing." "They what?" he was confused. "They filmed me, me and Marty, fucking each other stupid. They filmed it. It's going to be a Paramour DVD." "Oh, don't fuck with me about that." His cock was surging. "Are you serious?" "Suh, so, baby... am I the first porn star you've ever fucked darling?" "P' pornst' uhhn! Uhhhn!" he shuddered under my weight an his own orgasm. Cum surged into my snatch as he staggered beneath me. As he shrank and slipped out of me I laughed! "I love it! You're speechless!" I dropped to my knees and cleaned off his sticky cock. "Ooooh, you seem done for the night. Guess I'll go dancing, babe! I began shimmying onto the dance floor as Marty grabbed my arm. "Babydoll? It's almost time. You maybe want to stage another show down here, you know just for us?" Her hand brazenly went to my cum covered pussy and started rubbing rough circles on my lips and clit. "Ah! Wait." The man from the bar waved a fan of hundred dollar bills at me, "Just one dance, Annie?" "Carl?" I called. He staggered up from the crowd, "Everyone loves you baby!" The crowd pushed in, hands other than Marty's began rubbing and squeezing my skin. "Hey!" Dan from the bar yelled to me, "Bottle of Dom from table 12!" He unwrapped the cork and it burst open drenching us all! Other revelers took that as a sign to open up their champagne, Marty squealed and madly diddled my clit all the harder! "Uhn! Wait!" I felt the spray of champagne and cum on my body. "10 - 9 - 8 - 7..." "Wait!" Marty was getting me so close. She leaned in and smothered my mouth with hers. Champagne was free flowing on my body as the crowd pressed in. "6 - 5 - 4 - 3..." The spray on my face was relentless, I felt a major shudder starting in my belly. "Ooooh! Aw, no! Wai...'" "2 - 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" I was completely soaked and cumming as I sank down to the floor, not hearing anything except a banging in my ears. The room spun beneath me and I blinked a spray of water out of my eyes. "What?" "Annie!" Carl pounded on the shower door. "Aaaaannnnie! It's almost Seven. Are you-" He opened the glass door and I looked up from the floor of the shower. I was catching my breath as Carl took in the scene, "Uh, hi honey? I guess I got a little, uh carried away?" "Oh, my! If you're gonna keep doing that I'm definitely showering with you from now on." I looked around. The clock said 6:43. "...Carl?" Shit, it was all just a fucked up fantasy! And here I was really tripping on it! Carl stepped into the shower with me and I saw that my little show had him rock hard. "Ummmmm, I like it when you cum in here with me!" I engulfed his big head with my wet mouth. "I, uhhhnnnm baby, uh, we need to start getting dressed. It's gonna be a great party tonight." He smiled down at me as I smiled back around his cock. "Mmmwait, Uhm, look baby!" I stood and showed him my newly shaved pussy. "You like? I did it for you? For the party tonight?" "Oh my sweet thing! How can I keep my hands off you tonight knowing you've got that down there? Oh, oh! Turn around?" I turned and placed my hands on the shower wall. "Uhhnn, yeassss!" He slipped his cock into my ass and played with my bare lips. "Uhhhn yeah, baby! Oh gawd!" "I love you so much! You look so adorably fuckable with this brand new body and SHAVED! Damn! I can't uhnnn, I can't... uh shit. Oooh! God yessss!" He came hard, I felt the jets of cum blasting into my ass. He held me tight and throbbed away deep inside me. "...damn. That was so good." He pulled out slowly and unclipped the shower head to clean us up. "Carl?" I was bent forward holding my ankles while he cleaned out my ass with the shower jet. "Uhnnn, baby, that's enough! We can't spend all night in here, or can we?" I giggled. "We can try?" "I have a request, baby?" "Anything Annie! Anything at all!" "For the new club you want to take me to tonight? Well, I was just having the nicest idea. I wonder if you'd like to pick out my outfit for tonight? Maybe something you've wanted to see me wearing on this new improved body of mine? Hmmm? I think I like the way you look at my new physique and so tonight you can dress me up however you like. I'll be your special project tonight. Do you think you might want to create the look of the girl on your arm? I suspect it'll be more fun that way!" "Wow, baby... are you sure?!" Gently wrapping my fingers around his cock I began stroking him he grew in my hand. "I want my man to show me off tonight." I whispered. "Ooooh... Okay! Since you bring it up, I do have a few items I ordered online that I think you'd look fucking amazing in. If you're game?" "Carl... I'm all yours tonight." "Oh, Annie, I do love you so much!" "I love you too baby." I went to me knees to prove it. "It's gonna be a great night. Let's start it right ...now." My mouth slowly engulfed his cock. As I pushed my face forward allowing his cock into my mouth and down my throat I realized this man was the sexiest, safest, best thing I could ask for in a partner, lover and husband. His cock felt so good and I know exactly what he likes and what he likes to do. Mmmm, his head is at the back of my throat. I take a few very deep breaths and angling my head upwards I push forwards and upwards letting his cock slip down my throat. My lips working his stalk and my throat working his cock. Will tonight be a crazy as my fantasy? I doubt it. I'm all for pushing boundaries, but I'm more for pulling him along with me. My nose is buried in his pubic hair and I feel him spasming. Soon, if I know my stuff, his cum will surge. Showing off, public sex, fantasy sex... all good things, but unless he's with me, unless it's about us, it doesn't work... at least not for me. "Umm!" Here it cums. "Ummmmmm!" I can feel each surge as his cock throbs inside me. Pulling back slowly his cock slides out of my mouth. "Mmmmmmah! Ohhhh, baby. That was good!" I licked my lips and swallowed again. "Tonight is gonna be great! I want you to cum ten times before midnight tonight! Wherever we are, baby. Ten times." His smile made my day. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 65 |
using.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/using.txt | Since I first married my wife Rena three years ago, sex has been great. I married Rena when she was 18, by 20 I knew all her little fantasies. One of her best fantasies was to be blindfolded, and not have control over anything that is done to her.Once I found this out, I worked on her fantasy until now about twice a week she wants sex this way. I now have it where I will blind fold her, put a Walkman headset on her and play her favorite country music load, and totally do whatever I like with her. For her giving in to all this, I flood her with dinners, movies, new clothes, and anything else she might like. It has gotten into such a routine that I will come home and she will have everything ready. I always know that she wants something afterwards, like shopping money, house furniture, etc. But I love it. What a great trade off.My wife is really a cute looker also. The only thing is outside of our bedroom she is really shy and inhibited. I have asked her to wear short skirts, go without undies, try something different for a change. But she always rejects my proposals and says sex is for the bedroom. Lately she has been setting up the bedroom two or three times a week. It is costing me dearly but I'm afraid if I say no I might ruin things.One day I was talking to my buddy at work and the conversation somehow changed to our wives. Before I knew it I was telling him all about our little routine and how she was breaking me at the bank. He laughed and said how he would give anything to be in my position. He only gets it three or four times a month and its always a boring quickie and it's over.I went about my work and the next day had forgot all about the conversation with my buddy. At noon my buddy (Jim) asked if I would like to go out to lunch. We left for lunch and during our drive he brought up the subject of my wife. He again said how lucky I was and if I would be interested in a small deal he would like to try. He explained that his wife was very boring and not near as good-looking as mine. If he could come over and watch while I did my thing with my wife he would give me $50.00. At first I thought he was kidding but then I could tell he was serious. I told him I would have to think about it and would let him know later on.All that day at work I thought about it and it got me really turned on. Before we left that day I told him it would be OK as long as he paid $50.00 in advance and didn't tell anyone else. He gave me the $50.00 on the spot and asked when he could come over to see. I said tomorrow night at 9pm. be at our back door but do not knock. I would let him in.The next night at 8:30 I setup our bedroom and went and found Rena. I told her lets go to the bedroom and she knew what that meant. She told me give her 15 minutes and she would meet me there. I heard her taking a quick shower and she was back in about 10 minutes. She was totally nude and laying on the bed. I blindfolded her, put on her headphone and music and starting rubbing baby oil all over her. I continued to do this until 9:00 at which time I went and opened the back door. Jim was there waiting. I whispered for him to be very quiet and not make a sound. He could watch for about 30 minutes then he would need to leave out the back door the same way he arrived.When we walked in the bedroom his eyes became glued to Rena on the bed. There she was totally naked, pretty as a picture with her legs spread wide open and her body all oiled up from the rubdown I had been giving her. I motioned for Jim to sit in the chair I had put at the end of the bed. Then I walked up to Rena, dropped my undies, and put my stiff dick up to her lips. She immediately opened them and started sucking on my dick. I pumped her soft lips for about 4 or 5 minutes then I came very hard as she sucked most of it right down. Jim knew I had come because their was white thick cream at the corners of Rena's mouth.I got up and went to the end of the bed. I was still hard and climbed on the bed and lifted Rena's feet over my shoulders. I place my dick at the entrance to her cunt and started pushing in. She was slippery wet and I entered with no problem. I started pumping in and out and was hitting bottom in no time at all. Jim had gotten up and was now watching closer from the side of the bed. I pumped Rena for a good 10 minutes before I finally shot my load all over the outside of her cunt lips. Then for a one time last show, I scooped up a lot of my cum with my fingers and put it up against Rena's mouth. She opened up and sucked my fingers dry. I pointed towards the back door and Jim got up and left.I made sure he was gone, then took off Rena's blindfold and headphones and we both got ready for bed. Rena wanted $20.00 to go out to lunch with so I gladly gave her the money. I had still made $30.00 off the deal and got a great blowjob and fucking on top of it.The next day at work Jim stops in and said he had trouble sleeping all night. It was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen or done. I thanked him and we went about our work. That afternoon he came back in and handed me $100.00. I asked what this was for, he said he wanted to do it again but this time he wanted Rena to suck him off. I said I wasn't sure because if she found out, it would ruin our lives for sure. He said he would be very quiet, and $100.00 would go a long way to help things out. In that respect he was right. I agreed but said it would have to be when I'm ready. He agreed and later that day I set the night for next Saturday. I couldn't believe I had just sold Rena for $100.00.*When Saturday finally arrived I called Jim and told him to meet me at the back door again at 9pm. So around 8:30 I started my routine with Rena. She was naked on the bed, blindfolded with headsets on. I started her rubdown with baby oil till her whole body was slippery. At 9pm I walked to the back door and there was Jim waiting. He had on an old tee shirt and a loose fitting pair of shorts. I again told him to be absolutely quiet and to leave when he was done. He said ok and we headed for the bedroom.I motioned for Jim to go ahead and he went over next to Rena. He dropped his shorts and I noticed he was already hard and ready to go. Instead of putting his dick up to Rena's mouth for a blowjob he grabbed the bottle of lotion and squirted some on Rena's chest. He started rubbing it around and I gave him a funny look. He put his hands up to his lips like I was to be quiet and then continued rubbing lotion on my wife. He squirted more lotion near her belly button and slowly worked his way down. He was now rubbing lotion all over my wife's hot cunt. Rena only kept a small amount of hair at the top of her pussy, the rest she kept shaved clean as she knew I liked it like that. He started rubbing the baby lotion into her pussy and he was having a good ole time. He got one then two then three fingers deep into her pussy. He was pumping them like he was fucking her. He kept playing with her pussy for about 5 minutes before he finally stopped.I think he was now ready as he moved up near her head and he touched his dick to her lips. She opened up readily and started sucking his shaft up and down. I saw Jim close his eyes and Rena kept sucking his dick faster and faster. After about 3 minutes Jim shot a huge load into Rena's mouth. She kept sucking for about 30 seconds then Jim finally pulled away.I motioned for Jim to get dressed and pointed to the back door. He was smiling and headed for the back door. Again I made sure he was gone and then I fucked Rena and came like I never came before. I cleaned Rena up and took off her blindfold and earphones. She went in and took a quick shower and when she came out asked if she could have some money to go to the mall tomorrow. I felt a little bad so I gave her $50.00. She was all excited. I had normally only given her 10 or 20 dollars as that was all I could afford. I felt a little bad (not much though) and decided to give her half the money. I told her I enjoyed her blowjob so much I gave her the extra money. I also told her if when she sucked or fucked me, if she would show more emotion, I would try to find a way to give her that much more even if I had to work extra hours. She agreed and said she would try to make my time even more enjoyable.Monday at work, Jim came to me around noon and said he had a great time. It was much better than any time his wife could give me. He asked when he could do it again. I said I wasn't sure I wanted to do that anymore as I didn't want her to ever catch on. He pulled out another $100.00 and asked how about tomorrow night. What can I say, I was hooked on the easy money. I agreed.Tuesday night I told Rena that around 8:30 I would like to head to the bedroom. She said ok and took a shower at 8:00. At 8:30 she was there on the bed waiting. She already had her music playing thru her headphones so all I had to do was put on her blindfold. When I looked down I was shocked a little. She had shaved of the patch of hair she always liked to keep and now was totally bald on her cunt. It made her look like a 12 or 13 year old. I was very excited.I started rubbing oil directly on her shaven cunt. I could see the smile on her face. She knew I approved a lot. At 9pm I went to the back door and open it. To my surprise Jim was there but there was a guy there with him. I spoke softly and asked what was going on. He informed me that this was his brother Jeff that was up for a week. He wanted some attention too. Before I could say no he slapped two $100.00 bills in my hand. I didn't have to time speak as they walked past me and into the room.There was Rena all greased up with her legs spread wide open. Her cunt was slippery and looked fantastic with all her hair shaved off. Jim took no time at all and grabbed the bottle of baby lotion and started rubbing it into Rena. He was at her cunt quickly and was again finger fucking her in minutes. He got up and went to her lips and quickly stuck his dick up to her lips. He again only had a tee shirt on and she quickly started sucking his dick. This time she was totally different. She sucked on his dick like she had no tomorrow.I could hear her sucking noises from across the room. With her hands she started rubbing his balls and shaft and then she started talking which she has never done before. She kept saying fill my hot mouth, fill me with you slimy sperm. I had never heard her talk like this. She would say something slutty then continue to suck on Jim's dick. It didn't take long and he shot his load into his mouth.Jim moved back and handed the bottle of baby lotion to his brother. His brother imitated everything Jim had done. He rubbed oil over Rena for a good 10 minutes, then he went back to her mouth and dropped his shorts. I had never done that twice in one night and I was afraid that Rena would think something was amiss. Instead of sucking on his dick, Rena pulled Jeff onto the bed and stuck her legs up in the air over his head. He must have been shocked but getting a great view.I couldn't tell him not to fuck her and she thought it was I on top of her. I just gave Jeff and his brother a strange look and the next thing I know Rena grabs for his dick and guides it into her cunt. She starts fucking him really hard. Again she starts talking and asks me to fill her full of my hot cum. She knows I never stay inside her and always pulls out.I told her when we got married that she wouldn't have to go on the pill as I would always pull out and shoot all over her body. I always loved creaming her body. The bad news was she didn't know it wasn't me and Jeff didn't know he had to pull out.I made a motion for Jeff so he would know to pull out and he shook his head like he understood. I did not like this situation as I had not counted on anyone fucking my wife. Rena kept telling Jeff to creme her cunt and blast a load deep inside her. She was pumping so hard and fast I'm surprised Jeff lasted the three minutes that he did.I saw his eyes close and watched him cream in her cunt. And he didn't pull out. Rena kept fucking and fucking and I heard a very low moan come from Jeff's mouth but he never pulled out. After a minute or two Jeff finally pulled out even thought Rena was fucking him hard and fast. When he pulled out I saw the cum running out of her cunt. I knew we were in trouble.Jeff got up and put his pants on and he and Jim left out the back door. I went in got a washrag and cleaned Rena up the best I could. I then took her stuff off and first thing she asked was if her performance was any better. She had really tried to please me but I was so worried about Jeff coming in her. I put on my best face and told her she was GREAT! She asked what her reward this time was, and again I felt so bad and scared that I handed her the $200.00 in cash that Jeff had given me. She couldn't believe it. I had always given her ten and twenty dollars but never this much. I still had the $100.00 that Jim had again given me. She jumped up kissed me and said if she knew being good in bed would get her this, she could have started a year ago when we first started playing this game. Wow, she thinks it's a game, if she only knew.She went in and took a bath and we went to bed. I waited till the next day before asking where her when her next period was due. She said in about a week or so. Oh no, had Jeff knock her up? If so, how would I ever tell her. Could I ever tell her. It wouldn't even be my kid. The wait was one hell of a time for me.END |
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amateurnight.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/amateurnight.txt | We first saw the sign on the "strip" as we headed towards the beach. The sign in front of the lounge said, "Amateur Night-Mondays!" Craig teased me that I should enter. It was said in a joking way that meant he would laugh it off if I did but also meant that he wished I might take it serious. I wasn't particular interested in showing my body to the world (at least not more than you could see in my bikini) so I laughed and we changed subjects. It was early on Saturday morning and the strip looked gaudy and lifeless in the sunlight. It needed the darkness of the night for its light to come on and bring it to life. All the people were either still home in bed or already staking their claims to sections of the beach.Craig and I were staying at a nice place right on the beach. I was a little nervous since this was our first weekend together. We had been only dating about a month and a half and were just getting use to each other. Sex was just starting to get good as we learned each others likes and dislikes. This weekend was a big step for us. I had been looking forward to it since Craig had suggested it two weeks ago.There is something so sensual about the beach... the hot sun warming, the pounding of the waves, wearing skimpy clothing, the night life of the bars, a strange bedroom where you don't have to clean up afterwards. I always over indulge all my appetites at the beach. I eat too much, drink too much...We arrived at the hotel and checked in. Our room was high up in the hotel, overlooking the beach. As Craig set the bags in the room, I opened the sliding glass door to the balcony and stepped out. It was going be a beautiful sunny day. I couldn't wait to sit out on the beach. Craig disappeared into the bathroom and I swiftly changed into my bikini. It was a white strapless number cut high on the sides that really set off my tan and dark hair well.Craig exited the bathroom as I was collecting my things for the beach (lotion, towel, glasses, book, etc). He let out a wolf whistle and I just laughed."That's worth the three hour drive alone!" he said. He came up behind me as I continued to pack my things for the beach. His hands encircled my waist and I leaned back against him. The beach would still be there in another hour (or two?). His hands slid under the top and pulled it over my breasts. Both hands took a breast and started to fondle them. I purred. For two minutes we just stood there, him slowly fondling my breasts and me leaning back against him. I could feel his bulge staring to grow against my backside. He was kissing my neck, and finally I turned around so that I could return his kiss."You definitely have too many clothes on for the beach," I said. "How do you ever expect to get a tan like that?" I started unbuttoning his shirt. He just stood there with his hands on my breasts while I unbuttoned his shirt and pants. I lowered his pants and he still did not make any move to let go of my nipples, which he was rolling between his fingers. "If I don't get some help, we'll never get you undressed" I told him. He reluctantly let go and I pulled the shirt off his shoulders and helped him step out of his pants.We hugged, his hairy chest against my bare chest, and walked to the bed embracing. Craig fell back onto the bed with me on top. His hand entered the back of my bikini bottom and I lifted momentarily to allow him to remove them. I reached down and pulled his jockey shorts down and off his legs. We kissed again as his hands went over my bottom and I reached for his cock.He gasped into my ear, "Sit on my face." Not an invitation he would have to repeat twice, one of my favorite things is to be on top of a man's face, it gives me such a feeling of control and power. I waked on my knees up to the headboard and lowered myself on his tongue. I looked in my reflection in the mirrored wall over the headboard. In the background, I could see the ocean wave out over our balcony (we were up too high (23 floors) to see the beach or to worry about being seen from the beach). Craig's tongue soon had me dancing on his face. The room's temperature was swiftly rising from both the heat we were generating and the open door to the balcony. My reflection was covered with sweat as I continued to roll on his face. I had a few small orgasms and built to a large one. After I came back down, I rolled off his face (he did need to breathe) and curled up by his side. His face was covered by my juices as he held me close.Craig got up from the bed and walked to the balcony. He closed the door and turned the air conditioner on high. "You're just too hot to handle," he joked. "We have a nice view of the ocean from here. I hope we get to see it eventually up close." I could see that he needed relief from more than the heat. I got out of the bed and joined him in front of the sliding glass door. I put my arm around him and looked out at the ocean. I bent down and took his cock in my mouth. After a couple of licks, I dropped to my knees and started to take him into my mouth. His hands reached into my hair. After a few minutes, Craig said, "I didn't work you up and get you all wet for nothing. I want to take you right here on the carpet, where we can both look out at the ocean."I knew that this was Craig's way of being nice to me. He knows that I don't like to suck cock to completion. I just have never developed a taste for sperm. I moved forward on my hands and knees to the edge of the glass. Craig dropped to his knees and slid his cock into me from behind. He leaned forward over my back and I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. He thrust and I tried to match his rhythm. He had been denied too long, and the pace quickly picked up. Each thrust, I would open my eyes out onto the ocean. When he would withdraw, I would close them again and back up trying to keep him inside. Soon, we both were reaching a crescendo.Coming back to our senses, I shakily got up and returned to the bed. I picked up my discarded swimsuit. A quiet afternoon on the beach was a perfect prescription. I started to head to the shower but Craig stopped me, "Let's go down now.""But I need to clean up first," I replied."But you look beautiful with that just fucked look.All the men will be so jealous of me. Besides, we can let the ocean clean us." Craig reached into his bag and pulled out his swim trunks. He looked worse then I did, with my dried juices still on visible on his face. I quickly slipped back into my bikini and brushed my hair. We grabbed our things and headed for the elevator. In the elevator, I could still smell our sex in the confined area. Part way down, the elevator stopped and a middle-aged couple joined us. The men kept sniffing around, not quite able to place the smell. When we got off, we both broke into laughter.Reaching the beach, we set our towels and things down. The beach was already crowded and we ended up fairly far up it before finding a suitable spot. I noticed more than one male's head turn (and a couple female's as well) as we walked down the beach. Craig and I both ran into the ocean and splashed around. We swam out a little bit and rode a couple waves back in. I got out and toweled myself off and Craig wasn't far behind me. He helped rub the suntan lotion into my body and then I returned the favor. We laid out the rest of the afternoon.Later, rested, showered, and refreshed, we went out to dinner and than to hit the clubs. I just love to dance and the drinks and the music kept flowing. At 1:30 am, we were still going strong. The dancing and the drinks were making me hot, so I did not object when Craig suggested a moonlit walk on the beach. It was quite bright out that night, being near the full moon. We walked arm in arm. We could see that we weren't the only ones with that idea as there were other couples walking down the beach. Craig suggested skinny dipping and I punched him (lightly) in the stomach. I was slightly drunk but I wasn't that drunk.Instead we headed for a sand dune. But once again, we had not been alone in the thought. We heard moaning coming from behind some brush. Craig put his hand over my mouth before I could speak and guided me down onto the sand. We crawled to the rise of the dune and looked over. There was a couple in the middle of the act. She was on her back in the sand with her legs spread, he was in between them pumping furiously away. They were not far from the point of no return. She was a cute blond who was very young.She had her dress hiked up to her waist. Her blouse was open and her bra and panties rested on the sand next to them. He was tall, very young too, and had a medium size cock. He had his pants and shorts pulled down to his knees and was busy pumping her and grabbing her breasts. She was the one we had heard moaning as she continued to "ohh" and "ahh". Craig had lain down next to me and his hand reached into my blouse (I hadn't worn a bra that evening). I was getting quite flushed, watching their illicit act. The boy's groan joined the girl's and with one final thrust he came to rest upon her. Craig had unbuttoned my shirt most the way down and was working on my pants. His hand slid into my panties and he could tell how excited I was. I could feel him rubbing his bulge against my leg and knew that the show had affected him too. The girl buttoned up her blouse and pulled on her panties as the boy pulled his pants back on. She did not bother to replace the brassiere, instead slid it into a small bag that was off to her side. They rose and walked off hand in hand.Craig said, "I want you now, right there!" We slid down the dune from our vantage point and took the spot so recently vacated. I lowered my pants and removed my already unbuttoned blouse. Jack had dropped his pants and was raising his shirt over his head. I pressed my body against him and our mouths joined as the shirt cleared his head. I pushed him down to the ground on the exact spot the couple had lain. There was no need for preliminaries. I was already soaking. I grabbed his dick and guided it straight into my pussy. I like being on top (especially when it means not getting sand all over myself) and was soon riding away. I tried to keep our volume down, considering the noise that had attracted us in the first place, but Craig was being no help, repeating "Oh yeah" over and over. We did not last long and soon I collapsed on top of Craig, both of us spent.Craig whispered in my ear, "I think we have company too!" I heard giggling and looked up the dune. A couple of young (early teens) boys were up there getting an eyeful. I blushed deeply and quickly grabbed my blouse and slacks. I dressed quickly, forgoing my panties as they had disappeared in the sand. Craig dressed and tried to comfort me. The young boys had scurried away, realizing they had been found out. By the time we had walked back to the car, I was not really upset about having put on a show. The more I thought of it, the more I thought how I had enjoyed the show put on for us. We returned to our room. After a quick shower, we fell into a blissful sleep.***I woke Sunday morning to a glorious feeling. Craig was between legs, lightly tonguing my pussy. I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the sensations in a half awake, half asleep state. He tongued me for over fifteen minutes before my moaning gave me away. I finally opened my eyes and watched him continue his work. I said, "Now!" and he rose above me. Where the other sex had turned into raw animal passion, this was slow, unhurried lovemaking. He slid into me gently. We kept up the slow pace for over a half hour. Almost imperceptibly, the pace picked up. Finally, we both came and just laid in each others arms. What a way to awake.It was already noon before we left the room. We grabbed a bite to eat and went back to the beach. Later, we walked by the dune that we had used last night. Craig held my hand tight.Sunday evening, we went out to eat again (we had a three day weekend so we wouldn't have to head back until Monday evening). I had on a white halter dress. Craig was being most attentive. At the restaurant, his hand slid under my dress and he caressed my thighs. I was having a hard time eating my salad as his finger wormed under my panties and entered me. He would discreetly remove his hand from under my dress whenever the waitress approached. After she cleared the salads away, I excused myself and went to the ladies room. I could plainly see how flushed I looked in the mirror. I removed my soaking panties and put them in my purse. Craig rose when I returned to the table and helped me with my seat. Sitting, his hand quickly discovered the reason for my little trip and his face lit up with a smile. After dinner had been cleared away (I can't even remember what I had!), the waitress asked if we would like dessert. Craig teases me by not removing his hand for her final visit and said that we were going to go somewhere else for dessert.When we got in the car, Craig's hand once again slipped up my dress. My excitement was overpowering. I just wanted release. I could smell myself in the confined space of the car as he drove. His fingers kept teasing my clit, but always stopping short of giving me release. I was tempted to reach down and finish myself off. Craig pulled the car into a parking lot. I looked up expecting to see the hotel, and was surprised to see that we were near the edge of the strip. He had driven us back to the strip joint that we had seen as we drove in. I didn't particularly want to go in, in fact, all I wanted was to go back to the room and fuck."What are we doing here?" I asked."I thought that since you'd been stimulated all night, now it was my turn," he replied."I don't want to go in there, I want to go back to the room." I whined."Why do you want to go back there when the night is still young?" he teased. He wanted me to say it."I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard and often NOW!" I answered."But what about me? You've had all night to get hot and bothered and I want to have a little fun now." he said."I'll do anything you want as long as you take me back to the room NOW!" I was running out of patience."Anything?" he teased."Anything!" I replied."Okay, but I want you to do something special for me." he gave me an evil grin. I was to hot to notice and just nodded my head. He started the car and headed back to the hotel. "I want you to help me live out a fantasy. I want you to enter that amateur contest tomorrow night." he said. I was almost shocked back to reality. But I decided to promise him anything, whether I would actually do anything was another story. His hand had once again slid up my dress and was stroking me."Okay, I'll do it, just give me relief." I told him. He picked up the pace a bit and I finally came. But he kept working his finger in and out.***When we arrived back at the hotel, I was ready to come again. He pulled his hand out though. We walked to the elevator. I could see a stain on the front of my dress. I couldn't believe how hot and bothered I was, especially after having had so much sex that weekend. Luckily, we didn't run into anyone. When we entered the elevator, Craig pulled his zipper down and ordered me to suck him. I obediently dropped to my knees and pulled his cock out. I engulfed the head with my mouth, unconcerned that it was a glass elevator (the glass was smoked so it was unlikely anyone could have seen anything anyway). Craig may have talked a good game, but he was not totally unaffected by our night out. He was rock hard. When we reached our floor, we quickly ran to the room (Craig didn't even zip back up).Craig was all over me as soon as the door closed. We didn't even remove our clothing. I just hiked my skirt and Craig later untied my halter to get access to my breasts. Craig dropped his pants and under-shorts to the floor and pulled me down to the carpet. He entered me hurriedly, as I raises my legs over his head onto his back. This was exactly what I needed. He pumped furiously into me. It reminded me of he couple we had witnessed the night before. I came and kept coming. Craig finally shot deep into me and we both just laid spent on the floor.Craig started to harden in my pussy. "What are you thinking about?" I teased him. His cock throbbed within me and he started to stroke again."You, and how great you'll look up on the stage tomorrow," he replied."What makes you think I will do it?" I asked."You wouldn't go back on your word, besides, it's a long walk home," he kidded (at least I hoped he was kidding). He rose up, helping me to my feet, never disengaging. We carefully walked to the bed and then laid down on it. It was a much slower pace then our previous frenzy. When we had finished, we fell asleep in each others arms.I awoke with a similar sensation to the morning before. Craig was once again between my legs and I was already starting to juice. We made slow love again and drifted back to sleep. We finally arose from bed after 1:00 p.m. and ate. Craig suggested that I call the office and take another day, so that we might further enjoy tonight's experience. I had been hoping he might drop that."I'm not to sure I really want to go through with that" I said, hoping he would let me bow out gracefully. Things were going pretty well between us and I didn't want to screw them up too badly."But you promised. I think that you will enjoy it. You certainly have enjoyed all the stares on the beach, and on the dance floor the other night. You were excited by watching that couple and I bet if you are really willing to admit it to yourself, that you were excited having those two boys watch." he argued.It was true, I do like the stares, whether it be at the beach or on the dance floor. I wasn't too sure about the two boys watching us, however, I had certainly enjoyed the show the couple put on."I'm not saying I will do it, but another day would be fun," I conceded."As long as you are not saying that you definitely won't" he said with a smile. Craig and I both called our offices and took an extra day. We returned for another day on the beach. Craig was very attentive, occasionally slipping his hands into my suit. I kept pushing him away as I wanted to rest and I knew I couldn't think straight with an itchy pussy.As the sun began to set, I knew I was running out of time. Craig joined me in the shower and immediately dropped to his knees and buried his face in my mound. He certainly was not going to make it easy for me. I dressed for dinner in blue jeans and a blouse (I wasn't going to make it as easy as the night before for him either. I even wore a bra!). We ate at a nice seafood place. Craig tried to keep pouring liquor into me but I paced myself. I had been thinking about what he had said. I had a fantasy about being a stripper, but I wasn't sure I wanted to turn it into reality. I figured that the lounge would be dingy, the women slutty, and the men would all have beer guts.***After dinner, Craig looked at me expectantly. "I'll go look, but I won't decide till later." I said. He grinned and hurriedly drove us to the lounge. At the entrance, a bouncer told us about the cover charge. He asked if I was interested in competing for the $500.00 prize. Craig said that I might be but we wanted to check it out. He said that we needed to check in with the manager at the bar by 10:00 if I wanted to enter. He explained that the competition did not start till 10:30, and that the regular girls worked before that.The room was semi dark and the music was loud. I clung to Craig instinctively as we entered the room filled with men. I could see just a couple of women in the crowd. It was not dirty or seedy. The men were mostly young, and only a few looked like they should be driving around in pickup trucks with gun racks. We worked our way to the bar and I could just barely see the stage area between all the men (there must have been over 300 of them!). The stage was well lit from track lights that hung down similar to the disco we had been to on Saturday night. No one was on the stage and most of the men were milling about. Waitresses scurried about (fully clothed, but in short cocktail outfits). We found a small table for two at the bar when two men got up and left. We could see the stage. Although not the best sits in the house, they would certainly be adequate for our needs. A waitress came to our table almost immediately and took our order. This wasn't too bad but I didn't want to be too clear headed if I was going to go through with this. The waitress swiftly returned with the drinks and Craig ordered another round.We both swiftly drank the first and the second had just arrived when the stage lights dimmed. We could barely see the curtain move and then a spot light came on. A very well built blonde was on the stage. She was dressed in a dark blue velvet dress and was wearing matching gloves that ran past her elbows. She had a matching set of pumps on her feet. The room momentarily hushed in anticipation. The music came on loud. It had a disco style beat. The girl started moving on the stage. She danced down the runway and back. She was not bumping or grinding, no pelvic thrusts or anything. She looked like she was just dancing like I might. Then she pulled one glove off, and then the other. She threw them to the back part of the stage out of reach. She turned her back too the crowd and lowered her hands to the hem of the skirt. She slowly raised it up her body and finally took it over her head. She turned and faced the crowd. She had on matching black bra, panty (more of a g-string), and garter belt set. She danced around the runway and returned to the back part of the stage. She turned her back to the crowd once again. The straps of her bra fell down her arms. Her bra must have had a front hook because she pulled both cups to her sides.The crowd hooted and hollered as she threw the bra aside. She turned around and we could see her large breasts. She had very large pinkish nipples. She danced around the runway and shook her chest at the men. Again, she returned to the back of the stage. Her back once more turned to the audience, she unsnapped her g-string and threw it to the side. The crowd was really getting loud. She turned and faced the audience. Her pussy lips were completely shaven and she had a small blond thatch over her pussy. She took her time dancing around the runway, pausing in front off men so they could get a closer look. She danced some more in the middle of the stage as the music came to an ending. She took a bow as the crowd applauded enthusiastically. She grabbed her clothes and went behind the curtain. She came back twice for curtain calls.The next dancer was tall and dark haired. She was well built (but not as well built as the blond had been) and had a dark tan. Her dance was similar and soon she was down to a white g-string (she had been dressed all in white). After she removed it, I was intrigued to see that she too had her pussy lips shaven. She had her remaining hair cut into the shape of a heart. Also, here tan did not have any lines in it. She looked incredible. Craig was obviously enjoying the show (my hand reached into his lap and found him solid). It was getting close to 10:00 and decision time.Craig asked, "Well, do you want to give it a try?""I don't know, there are so many men," I replied."But you don't know anyone here, you'll probably never meet any of these people again," he countered."Good point, Promise you won't tell anyone ever." He quickly nodded his head. He signaled our waitress, and when she came, he ordered another round and asked her if she could send the manager over so I could sign up for the contest.The manager was late thirties, early forties, with a slightly receding hair line. "Great, now do you want to join the contest?" I shook my head yes. "Okay, now I need to double check your I.D. again (we had been carded as we entered). I showed him my driver's license. "Looks okay, now here is an application. Fill it out and I'll take you back stage. You won't be allowed back stage (he had turned to Craig) though. One of the girls will help you get set. We have extra costumes and they'll explain the rules and tricks. There are five other girls tonight and they are already back there getting ready. You'll go on last to give you time to complete the form and get ready. I'll be back in a minute to pick this up and take you back there." He left the table and talked with the bartender.The application was pretty straight forward. It just wanted basic information; name, address, etc. Most of it was taken up with a disclaimer relieving the bar of any responsibility for about anything that might happen. My hand shook as I signed it.The manager returned and I handed him the form. I left Craig and followed the manager back stage. Some of the men turned and looked as we walked to the door. Another girl was on so they didn't look long. Backstage were a couple of small rooms. The first, he called it the costume room, had three racks of exotic looking clothes. The tall brunette (with the heart shaped hair) we had watched earlier put her head in the door. She was wearing a plain white robe."Shelly, I want you to meet Pamela, she's going to be in the contest tonight. Do you think you can get her set up?" the manager asked."Okay Gene, when does she go on?" she replied."She'll be last so you'll have a little time." the manager said as he headed out the door."Hi, you a little bit nervous?" Shelly asked. I nodded. "Don't worry, you'll do well. They will like you." she said looking me up and down. "Let's find something good for you to wear. What's your best color?"I replied, "White" as we stepped in front of the racks."I thought so, its one of my favorites too. It highlights a tan so well," she said."Yours is certainly nice. It must come from living at the beach," I said."Yes, I know a nice little private beach," Shelly commented."I'd love to go there sometime. Where is it?" I asked."Sorry, its tough to find and you have to have permission to go there," she replied. " Now we have to get started. We start at the end and work backwards." she said as she opened a drawer on a chest. "Here's a garter belt, some stockings a g-string. The belts adjustable and the g-string has Velcro so it can adjust to most any size. It also makes it easier to take off." Shelly said demonstrating how both sizes could be release in the air. "What size bust are you?" she asked."34C" I replied.She opened another drawer and started searching through bras. She finally pulled a white one out and handed it to me. "It hooks in the front to make it easier. Now change into this and we'll find something to go over it." I started taking my clothes off. "When you get out there, make sure you smile. Dance all you want and have fun with it. The crowd picks the winner and they can tell if you are just going through the motions.Make sure you are at the back of the stage when you take anything off. That way you can throw back to side and it won't disappear into the crowd. Anything you throw to the crowd, Gene will make you pay for. Also, be careful you don't get to close to the edge. We once had a girl who fell into the crowd. Not a pretty sight."I had taken off my blouse and bra and was about to put the white bra she had picked out for me on. "Hang on one minute. A little lip gloss well help highlight your nipples." Shelly handed me a jar from one of the tables. I stood in front of a mirror and applied some brown gloss to each nipple. "Let me help you with the bra. If you don't get it on right, it'll rub the gloss all over and they would look worse." She helped line the lacy, semi sheer bra up as I put it on. "Now you are not allowed to let anyone touch out there. We'd lose our liquor license." I was actually relieved to hear that. I had taken my shoes off and was removing my jeans. I had piled the clothes on an empty spot on the dressing table."You'll have about five minutes so don't go too slowly. But don't take it all off too quickly either. I can't teach you pacing in time but we will have someone in the wings who will yell out the time remaining in minutes. Don't count on be able to hear them though. If you are doing it right, the crowd will drown her out." I had slid the g-string on and had adjusted the belt. I slid the white stockings up my legs and connected them."Stick to the basics. Don't try anything fancy. I'd leave the stockings and garter belt on. Some girls try to take them off too, but it takes up too much time and it takes practice to make it look graceful." I stood up."Okay, let's find something to go over that. I know just the thing." Shelly disappeared behind one of the racks and came back with a silk white night shirt. "The lights work so well on this. All you have to do is unbutton it down too. No muse your hair taking something over your head."Suddenly, an especially loud roar came from the crowd. "They must be starting." Shelly said looking over her shoulder into the hall. I had been a little self conscious of the open door as I changed, but had only seen an occasional women pass by (including the girl who had been on stage when I came back stage. She had passed by still naked, carrying her clothes.). I put the silk night shirt on and buttoned it up. The music resumed outside so the first contestant was probably on stage. My stomach flip flopped.Shelly must have noticed my tenseness. "Relax, you'll do great. If you feel yourself freezing on stage, just look up into the lights. Then you won't be able to see anyone. No one is going to force you to do anything you are uncomfortable with. Let's go to the dancer's lounge and wait."Shelly handed me a short robe which I rapped around myself. We exited the room (I was glad I had left my purse with Craig). As we walked down the hall Shelly said, "Don't let the other girls intimidate you. A couple of them do this fairly regularly, trying to win the money. Its actually tougher for them as the men like new faces."We entered another room. It had mirrors and dressing tables along one side and a couple of old couches. There was also a small wet bar to one side. Shelly took me there and poured me a glass of white wine. There were four other girls in the room, all wearing robes. The girl who had been on stage and that I had seen walking down the hall naked, was now robed and sipping a drink and smoking a cigarette at one of the dressing tables.Three girls were sitting on a couch. Shelly took me to the couch and said, "Hey girls, we got another entrant. This is Pamela."I said hello to each of my three competitors (the other was already on stage). The first, an unbelievable good looking blonde with a big chest introduced herself as Lisa. They must have had to check her I.D. twice as she looked no more than eighteen. She had on a black wraparound skirt and a silk blouse. It was obvious that she had a black bra underneath. The second girl was a mid thirtyish brunette who looked a little out of place. Her name was Ellen. She was not particular well built and was a bit hippy. She looked really nervous and her drink shook in her hand. I was willing to bet she was a housewife on vacation whose husband had put her up to this. She was dressed in a blue dress that had a zipper down the front. The third girl looked to be in her mid twenties. Her name was Karen. She had light brown hair and a tight body. She had a red teddy on and red stockings.Shelly took me over to the remaining dressing table and helped me with my make-up. The blonde that Craig and I had seen first, popped her head in the door. "Okay Karen, your up." Karen rose and followed the blonde out of the room.A minute latter the crowd noise rose. The first contestant must have finished. A moment later, a petite blond entered the room, wearing a robe and carrying her clothes. She set the clothes down (some sort of pink dress) and grabbed a drink. She said "hi" to Shelly but ignored me.Shelly whispered, "That's Elizabeth, she one of the regulars I told you about. The other one is Lisa. Lisa nice but stay away from Elizabeth. She likes to play mind games."Ellen was looking more nervous. She was to go on next. She had put down her drink and was tightly holding her hands together.Shelly finished up with my make up and stood back to admire the results. "Beautiful! Okay you're going on last. After you're done, pick up your clothes and come back stage. All the girls will be waiting for the judging. We will give you a minute to put the panties back on. Then put the robe back on and all of you will go back on stage. They will hold the judging. Usually, when they call your name, you step forward and open your robe. You don't have to because the judging will already be over, but most everyone still dose it. Take a bow and return to the line. They then announce the runner ups and the winner. "The winner is expected to dance for another couple of minutes, and then gets presented the check. The other contestants move back stage. Any prize money for runners up is presented when they are announced. Only the winner waits until after her encore. Once back stage, everyone is free to dress and leave. You're welcome to hang out back here if you want but no men are allowed back stage. We'll be at it until two. Sometimes, if someone been really good, and they want to do it again, Gene lets them dance a regular set with us," Shelly said.The blonde put her head in the door and called Ellen. Ellen shook as she rose and walked like she was headed to the gallows out of the room. The blonde gave a nod to Shelly."Okay, I've got to go help Teri. Are you going to be all right?" Shelly asked."I think so." I responded. I was beginning to feel a little more relaxed."Good luck. Okay Lisa, I don't think Ellen is going to last to long. Why don't you come out to the wings just in case." The two girls left. I went over to the bar to freshen my drink.Karen entered the room, blushing and looking quite flush. She had on her robe and had a red pile of clothes in her hand. She dropped them on the couch and went straight for the bar."How did it go?" I asked as I poured her some wine and refilled my glass."Great! They were yelling and clapping. I couldn't believe how excited I was." Karen's voiced cracked as she spoke. She took a gulp of the wine and sat down. I was wondering if she was going to faint.The crowd noise had dropped off and the music had stopped. It was too soon for Ellen to be done. The crowd cheered and the music started up again. A minute later, Shelly came in."Pamela, you're next. Wait a couple more minutes and then go out to the wings and wait with Teri. Good Luck!" she said."What happened to Ellen?" I asked."She got about half way through and froze. Don't worry, you'll do great! Lisa will have the crowd all warmed up for you." Shelly said. Looking at the other two girls she added, "Get ready for the judging."Elizabeth reached over to clothing pile and pulled out sheer white panties. She stepped into them and pulled them up her legs. As she pulled them up, I caught a glimpse of a completely shaven pussy. Karen had put down her drink and was rummaging through her pile. She pulled out a red g-string, similar in design to the one I was wearing (Velcro on both sides). She pulled it under her robe and fit them on.I decided to use the bathroom quickly before I went on. I had a good bit to drink and didn't want to have any accidents. I went into the small bathroom that adjoined the room. I decided to test the g-string and pulled both sides, just as Shelly had shown me. It came apart in my hands just like it was suppose to. I finished and walked out to the hall. Teri signaled me to join her at the end. I walked down the hall. In the costume room, I saw Shelly trying to comfort Ellen who was crying. I hurried along to Teri.Teri shouted onto the stage, "Two Minutes." I looked out behind the curtain. The crowd had grown and they were cheering Lisa on. I looked onto the stage and saw Lisa. She was just returning to the back part of the stage from the runway. She was down to her black panties. She came over to us and pulled the curtain around the lower part of her body. Her hand swiftly pulled the panties down and she threw them over her shoulder onto the stage where the men could see them. A big cheer went up and she turned her back on the crowd and danced out to the middle. All the crowd could see was her behind but Teri and I had the perfect view of her front. Lisa had firm, large breasts with big pink nipples. She had a pink pussy with a fine patch of blond pubic hair. She was unbelievable. She turned and faced the crowd. The men went wild. She danced up the runway, gyrating her hips and give the men a good view. Teri shouted, "One minute!" But the crowd noise was probably drowning it out. I had been feeling more relaxed, even excited. But now my stomach was tight and new fears were entering my mind. I wasn't sure now that I really could go through with it. The music came to an end and Lisa stopped dancing."The Lovely Lisa, lets give her a big hand for coming out here tonight." a microphone voice said. The crowd cheered as Lisa took a bow. The stage lights went out and she quickly retrieved her clothes from the stage and headed for us."Great show!" Teri said as Lisa came backstage.Lisa took her robe from a hook behind us and put it on."Thanks, they're ready tonight." she replied."Hand your robe up and get ready, they are about to announce you." Teri told me. I put the robe on the hook."Good Luck." Lisa said as she headed back down the hall."Go get them," Teri said as she gave me a small boost out on the still dark stage. I stepped to the center. The moment of truth had arrived.The announcer was talking about a promotion that was upcoming at the bar. "And now an accountant who has some interesting figure to show us, let's give a big welcome to Pamela!" The music stared and then the lights came on, blinding me. The men roared. I started dancing, swaying my hips to the beat. The satin white night shirt shimmered in the lights. I took Shelly's advice and looked into the lights, losing myself in the music. I worked my way down one side of the runway. I saw Craig sitting at the table at the bar. He caught my eye and started to clap. He was the vision of lust. I turned my back to him and inched up the night shirt so my g-string covered (or should that be uncovered) behind was visible. I shook it at him and the men nearest the stage went wild. I worked my way back to the stage. I reached up and unbuttoned the top button on the shirt. I reached down and unbuttoned the bottom button. I alternated between top and bottom until only one was left. "Four Minutes," I heard Teri in the wings. I teased the men by alternately opening the bottom and then the top of the nightshirt. They could just get glimpses of the white underwear beneath. I unbuttoned the last button and pulled the shirt open. The men cheered. I danced the length of the runway with the shirt wide open and returned to the back of the stage and deposited it on the floor. I was beginning to really get into it. The men cheering and screaming was feeding my ego. I decided it was time to be bold.As I danced down the runway again, I could barely hear Teri shout the three minute warning. I decided to forgo Shelly's advice on taking my clothes off at the back part of the stage. In the middle of the runway. I reached to the front of the white, lacy, push-up bra and unhooked it. I held the cups in place as I let the straps fall down my arms. I released the right cup and pulled the bra completely off, exposing my breasts. The men were cheering loudly. I looked in their faces and could see their smiles and leers. Surprisingly, Ii was turning me on. I shook my breasts at first one side of the room, and then the other. I looked up to see Craig and shook them one more time in his direction. It looked like he was really enjoying the show. I danced to the back of the stage and deposited the bra on top of the night shirt. As I looked off in the wings, I could see that the other girls had joined Teri. Shelly was there, having changed into a black dress. There was no sign of Ellen though. I turned and faced the crowd, swaying my hips. I ran my hands under my breasts and pushed them up towards the crowd.Heading back down the runway, I heard Teri shout, "Two minutes!" In the middle of the runway, I reached to both sides of my hips for the Velcro fasteners on the g-string. I pulled, being careful to keep the cloth in front of me blocking their view. The string fell off my back and I turned, shaking my naked bottom to all the men. I then pulled the g-string high in the air, exposing everything to the world. The men were cheering more loudly than before. I danced and gyrated down the runway, waving the g-string wildly overhead. I returned to the back of the stage and threw the g-string with the rest of the discarded clothes. I put my arms behind my head and danced down the runway once more. I could feel my pussy juicing and wondered whether that was visible to the men. I did not have to wonder about my chest though, as the nipples were quite obviously erect.As I was dancing back up the runway to the stage, the music came to an end. I guess the crowd had drowned out Teri's one minute warning. I walked back to the stage quickly. "The pretty Pamela! What a show! Let's give her a big round of applause," the announcer said. I turned away from the men and bowed, showing off my bottom, then I turned and bowed facing them. They were clapping and shouting.The lights went out and I bent over and picked up the clothes. I walked to the wings where all the girls were waiting in their robes."Great show!" Teri said."Yeah, you were hot," Lisa added."Super," Karen said.Elizabeth gave me a dirty look. Shelly came up and hugged me, "You did great, are you sure you have never done this before?" It felt funny to be hugged by a woman while I was still naked and I didn't want them to see how excited I was. Her dress felt good against my bare breasts though. I reached down through the clothes and pulled out the g-string. I quickly guided it between my legs and fastened it on my sides. Shelly handed me the robe. The stage lights came back on."We've got the results, now if the ladies will just return, we can crown our winner," the announcer said to the room. All four of us filed out back onto the stage.I was the last one out. The crowd cheered loudly. "Our lovely contestants folks! Contestant number one, Elizabeth!" She dropped the robe and stepped forward to the cheers of the crowd. So much for just opening her robe as Shelly had explained to me. She took a couple of bows and fondled her breasts. She had small but firm breasts topped with dark brown nipples. "Contestant number two, Karen!" Karen, not to be outdone by Elizabeth, dropped her robe to the floor and stepped forward to the delight of the crowd. Her breasts were larger and she had larger pink nipples. She shook her breasts to the men's applause. Karen's body was extremely tight and she looked like she must work out a great deal. "Contestant number four, Lisa!" I guess they were not going to make any mention of Ellen. Lisa dropped her robe too. She definitely had the biggest breasts of the group (I think mine might have come in second, but Karen's were awfully close). She took her bows and returned to the line. I started untying my robe. "And contestant number five, Pamela!" I stepped forward and ran my hands up my breasts as though to present them to the men. I took a couple of bows and stepped back into the line. I had really enjoyed the men's enthusiastic response."I know with such beautiful contestants, its hard for tonight's judges to make a choice. All these women are winners and will receive prizes. But we are now ready to announce the winners. Our first runner up, winner of a gift certificate for a new swim suit from "The Teeny Weenie Bikini Shop," and a cash prize of one hundred dollars is.." the announcer paused to build up anticipation "Pamela!"I couldn't believe it. I had come in second! The men cheered and Lisa reached over and hugged me, her bare chest rubbing against mine. Shelly had come out of the wings put a sash over me. She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek."Congratulations!" She handed me the gift certificate, a one hundred dollar bill, and a small batch of flowers. "Walk down the runway and wave," Shelly told me.I took the flowers in my hand and walked down, waving to the cheering men. It might not be the Miss America pageant, but I felt proud.As I returned to the line the announcer said, "And tonight's winner of the grand prize, a gift certificate for a new swim suit from "The Teeny Weenie Bikini Shop, a free makeover including hairstyling and a pedicure from the "House of Lenora," a dinner for two at the "Beachcomber" and five hundred dollars in cash is.." once again he paused, "Lisa!" She squealed and leaned over and hugged me again. Then she hugged Karen. Shelly placed a sash on her and handed her flowers and the money. They hugged too. Shelly signaled to us to file off the stage so I led the way to the wings. Teri congratulated me as Karen and I joined her in the wings. Elizabeth stormed off down the hall. I guess she was a bad loser. Shelly came back stage as the music started again. She had Lisa's flowers and money. You can't dance to well holding on to things.Lisa was already dancing on stage. We watched her move. Since all she had on were here panties, it didn't take long for her to become nude. She danced a couple more minutes to the delight of the fans. She grabbed her panties, (Karen had thoughtfully brought Lisa's robe back with her) and came to the wings with us. Everyone hugged again. The men were chanting "Lisa, Lisa!" She went back out and took a couple more bows. When she returned, she put her robe on. I still had my robe over my arm as I had my hands too full with flowers and the money to put it on. Shelly gave Lisa here flowers and prizes and we all went back to the room. The brunette that had been smoking in the room passed us going down the hall. She was headed towards the stage to do the next set.Back in the room, we shared a celebratory drink. Elizabeth had already cleared out."I've got to go change because I'm up next," Teri said excusing herself."Anyone want to stay around and dance some more?" Shelly asked."I'll stick around for one more set," Lisa said.Shelly looked to Karen. "I don't know," Karen sort of squirmed. I knew how she was feeling. I had enjoyed putting on the show but there were now others needs that would need to be taken care of.Shelly looked at me. Feeling playful I turned to Karen and joked, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." After all, I hadn't gotten to see her show.Karen laughed and said, "You're on, but can you let us go on soon?""If you're in such a hurry, why don't you go on together?" Shelly suggested."I'm game if you are?" Karen said.I wasn't to sure but decided to go along. "Okay," I said."Alright then, let's go to the costume room and see what we can find." Shelly suggested.I told her that I would need to let Craig know what was going on. Karen said she wanted to let her husband know too. Shelly arranged for us to send a note. I wrote Craig that I had another surprise for him and that he had better be ready afterwards. Shelly took the notes and said that a waitress would deliver them.As we entered the customer room, Teri was coming out in a leather biker outfit. Shelly told her what we were going to do and she said that we could go on after her. We returned the clothes that we had used before and started looking for something to wear. Shelly said she had the perfect choice and disappeared into a rack. She came back with two red and white pleated skirts and red sweaters with letters on them (FU, how original). "How about being cheerleaders?"Karen and I both agreed. Shelly pulled out some red cotton panties. She also found two red push-up bras that had only half cups. She then went into the closet to find the pom-poms and find some shoes.Karen took off her robe. I marveled at how tight and firm her body was. I got to aerobics class twice a week but she looked like she did it more regularly than that. "How do you keep looking so tight?" I asked her."I'm an aerobic instructor," she smiled. I should have guessed. She had a neatly trimmed mound of dark black pubic hair. Karen pulled her red panties up and picked up the bra. The red bra hooked in back and pushed her breasts up. It only covered the bottom half of the breast and the nipple was still exposed. I slipped my robe off and pulled the panties up. The red panties covered more of my behind then the g-string had. These didn't have the Velcro fasteners so would have to be lowered down the legs. Karen had slipped the sweater over her head and pulled it down. It seemed a little small the outline of her nipples were clearly visible. The sweater had a plunging neckline that showed a lot of cleavage. I tried the bra on and tried to arrange my nipples over he cups. Shelly emerged from the closet with two pair of red pumps and some red and white pom-poms."Hold on a second, I can see that you need your make up retouched." she said. I put the sweater back down and Shelly grabbed the jar of lip gloss. She reapplied some to each nipple and tweaked them a bit. "If they are not already erect when you are about to go on, make sure you pull them till they are. That will make these outfits look even better." she explained.Karen said, "Teri never put make-up on my nipples, no wonder your tits looked so much better. Will you do it for me too?" Karen pulled the sweater up."You'll need a lighter color," Shelly said as she returned the jar of lip gloss to the table. She hunted through a couple more bottles and finally found a color she liked. She applied some to Karen's nipples."Ohh, that feels nice," Karen purred.She pulled her sweater down after Shelly was through. I had pulled mine on. It felt about two sizes too small and was so tight, I wasn't sure I could breath. Shelly explained that was the only size they had and I would just have to make due. The skirts had been altered to include a Velcro fastener along one side, so that they went on (and came off) like a wrap around skirt. By the time we had stepped into the pumps, we looked like two of the sluttyish cheerleaders.We returned to the other room and poured another drink. Shelly stepped out to make the arrangements for our show. Karen helped me with my make-up and helped her with hers. We talked about some things and I found out that she lived in the same area as I did. We promised to exchange phone numbers and to double date."How do you want to do this?" I asked.Karen replied, "You know what might be neat? I'll let you take off my clothes and I can take yours off." She looked excited. I had never had any experience with girls. Tonight had been the closest thing, what with Shelly putting make-up on my nipples, and giving and receiving hugs from the girls while partly nude. I must admit I was excited by the prospects of her touching me on stage. Besides, she was married and wouldn't get too carried away with an audience. I agreed. We work out a little bit of a routine and then Shelly returned. She told us that the regular shows were usually longer than five minutes, and that she had arranged for us to have more time.We walked out to the wings. I was more excited than nervous, having already been out on the stage once. I felt I knew what to expect and was looking forward to going out there again. Teri was on stage, completely naked. The music ended and the crowd applauded. She took a couple quick bows and stage lights were extinguished.I followed Karen on stage as Teri came off with her leather outfit in her hands."We have a special treat for you tonight. A couple of the ladies from our contest tonight have agreed to do an encore. Now to help boost your team spirit, Karen and Pamela!" the announcer boomed.The lights came up and a drum roll started. Instead of the usual rock & roll music, Shelly had arranged for some college fight songs. Karen and I marched to the middle of the runway. We dig a few jumps and kicks. The men were cheering. We kicked high so they could see the panties under the skirts. We shook are pom-poms and are chests to the music. I leaned forward and Karen lifted my skirt so the men could see my panty covered bottom. She then did the same and I lifted her skirt. We linked arms and did some high kicks. We threw the pom-poms to the back of the stage.Karen stepped behind me and her hands came around me. She slid her hands across my stomach and up toward my breasts. The she slid them back down and took the bottom of my sweater. I raised my hands straight in the air. She slowly slid the sweater up, her hands grazing against my bared skin. She pulled it over my head and threw at the back of the stage. I started to lower my arms but she told me to leave them up. Her hands came back to my belly. She slid them slowly up until they were resting on the half cups of the red bra. Her fingers slid up and pinched each nipple. The room had gotten suddenly quiet. The men were staring, most of them open mouthed, as she fondled my breasts on stage. I saw Craig. He was sitting there, open mouthed, obviously amazed and excited by what we were doing.I lowered my arms and Karen stood back. I could see the lust in her eyes. She looked like she had completely forgotten she was on-stage in front of a roomful of men. I was about to repeat what she had done to me but Karen reached out and pulled me to her in a hug. Our lips met. Her tongue entered my mouth. Her hands reached up for my breasts. I reached down and pulled her sweater up. We had to break the kiss as I pulled it over her head.I whispered, "Don't forget we are not alone." That seemed to break her out of her trance. She released my breasts and stood back.She went to one side of the runway as I went to the other, letting the men see our near naked chests. As we passed in the middle, Karen's hand reached out and grabbed my skirt. The Velcro gave and the dress unwrapped from around my hips. I reached over and pulled hers. I took her skirt and walked to the back part of the stage. It joined the pile as did mine.We danced on opposite sides of the runway again. I decided it was my turn for some fun. I snuck up behind Karen and unhooked her bra. I slid my hands under the cups and removed the half bra. My hands slid up to her breasts and I fondled them. They were already quite erect, and the soft skin felt great. I was quite wet and could feel Karen pushing her ass back against my crotch. Her hands reached around behind her and she placed them on my bottom, pulling my closer to her. I tried to break apart, and Karen grabbed my bra to stop me. She worked her hands along the strap till she came to the hook. She unhooked it. While she was putting my bra on the pile, I took the opportunity to head down the runway. Things were getting a little out of control. I didn't know if I could stop if we kept on teasing one another.Karen caught up with me in the middle of the runway. I turned towards her and she pulled me to her and we embraced. Her naked breasts rubbed against mine. Her hands slid down my back. They slid under the panties and onto my bottom. I allowed my hands to follow suit. She had tight buns, and the skin felt so soft."Okay, let's take them down together," Karen whispered. We both bent at the waist and started sliding each other s panties down, with our hands within them. When we had them down to the knees, we nearly tripped over each other. We both stood straight and let them drop down to our feet. Then we stepped out of them.Karen faced the crowd on one side of the runway and I did the same on the other. It was time to let the men back into the act. We switched side and strutted down the runway. Karen came up behind me and her hand reached down for my mound. I humped my backside against her and could feel her pubic hair against my bottom. She slid her hand through my hair and reached my opening. Her fingers pulled the lips apart exposing the pink inside for the men to enjoy. The music stopped (we really hadn't been using it for some time anyway). I knew Karen could feel how hot I was. My hands reached back for her pussy. She was wet too.She stepped back. I guess we both realized how quiet the room had gotten. They started another song (back to rock & roll) but the spell had been broken. I think we were both suddenly embarrassed. I know I turned red. We grabbed the panties and went and picked up the pile of clothes. The music stopped in mid song.The announcer said, voice cracking, "Unbelievable, Pamela and Karen, Wow!" The men started clapping and cheering. I turned and took a bow. Karen had already run offstage. I saw Shelly and Teri standing in the wings and joined them. The crowd noise was getting louder."You had better go back out there and take another bow," Shelly said. "I'll see if I can get Karen back."I dropped the clothes and went back on stage in nothing but the red pumps. I took a few more bows. I saw Craig standing, applauding and yelling wildly. I could plainly see the bulge in his slacks. I needed that bulge now! I returned to the wings and put the robe on. The crowd kept screaming."Where's Karen?" I asked Teri. Teri just shook her head and pointed back at the stage. I re hung the robe and went back out for one more curtain call. I was hoping Karen would join me. I looked out in the crowd and I saw Karen coming out the stage door. She had already dressed and she practically ran to a tall, muscular man at the bar. The men closed in around them, many reaching out to her. She dragged him to the exit and I lost them in the crowd. I walked offstage, disappointed. I put the robe on. Shelly joined us and we took the clothes back to the costume room. Lisa passed us on the way. She was going to do another show. Well, she would have a tough act to follow."Karen had to leave. She did leave you this note though," Shelly said. I took the note from her and opened it. All that was on it was a phone number and her signature. I put the note in the pocket of my jeans and dressed in my street clothes. I was still burning up and decided it was time for Craig to do something about. Shelly said, "If you are ever back up here, give me a call. I'll take you to that beach we had talked about." She gave me her number and then I headed for the door to the bar.I didn't want to be mobbed as Karen had been so Shelly arranged for a waitress to get Craig so we could leave the back way.Craig still had the look of lust in his eyes. He also was slightly drunk.We embraced quickly and I said, "Get me out of here." Shelly showed us the back way out and suddenly, we were out in the parking lot. Craig was too drunk to drive and I was to horny too wait so we ran down to the beach and found a sand dune. I tore my jeans and panties down and dropped to my knees. Craig just dropped his pants, not even taking them all the way off. He entered me from behind swiftly. It was savage and fast but I needed satisfaction. I never even got my blouse off. I collapsed in the sand and Craig rolled off of my side. We just laid in the sand, naked from the waist down, oblivious to the world. Our breathing slowed downed to more normal and I pulled my pants back on.Craig had sobered up a little bit. He held me and asked me how I felt. I had mixed emotions. I had enjoyed putting the show on. I felt a little guilty though for having done so much in front of everyone. Also, I was having mixed feelings about how excited other women had made me that night. I told him that I felt fine and that I had enjoyed myself. Craig looked relieved and suggested we might want retire to our room. He said that he wanted details of my experience but wanted to be in a more comfortable environment.We drove in silence back to the hotel. In the room, I excused myself and went to the bathroom to clean up. I looked in the mirror and saw myself as for the first time. The extra heavy make-up that had looked so well under the stage lights, looked garish. I took a long hot shower. I put on a sexy teddy that I had packed to impress Craig with. I wondered if it would still excite him after having seen me in worse on stage.Craig whistled approvingly as I emerged from the bathroom. I told him that I wanted to hear his side of the story first as I joined him in the bed."Okay, the first dancer, what was her name?""Elizabeth," I supplied him."Yeah, she came out all dressed in pink. She kept moving so you never really got a good look at her. She had a bald pussy though! I thought that was really exciting. Then your friend Karen came out. All decked out in a see through red nightie. She had matching underwear and a garter belt and stockings. She was tight. She started out a bit slow. She looked a little nervous. Once she took her panties off, the music stopped and she was gone. It didn't give us much time to look."I had begun to run my hand up and down his cock lightly and it was responding. His hand was absentmindedly stroking my pussy slowly."Then game that older lady." He meant Ellen. I had been wondering what had happened to her. "She looked really tense. She stayed to the back part of the stage like she was afraid that someone would sneak up behind her. She pulled the zipper down her dress and pulled it off. She wasn't really dancing, more just standing there trying to work up the nerve. She finally managed to pull her bra off. She looked like she didn't want to let go of it. She had smallish tits that sagged a good bit. One of the men shouted that she should put it back on and a couple others had booed. She suddenly turned and ran off stage and they turned the music off. Some old guy stormed out of the bar. I thought you were next and was excited about seeing you. Instead, that girl who won, Lisa, she comes on stage in this black dress and white satin blouse. Boy was she a knockout. The men went wild, quickly forgetting about that girl before. And was she built. Blonde, built and young, what a combination. I knew she was going to win then.""Then you came on. I couldn't believe. You looked so hot up there. I've got to get you some garter belts and stockings (Craig doesn't know it but I already have a couple). I could hear the other guys talking about you and it turned me on. I couldn't believe your nipples when you took that bra off. How did you get them to look so nice?"I briefly explained that I had used lip gloss. I left out the fact that Shelly had actually put it on."Then it was time to vote for the winner. They have these little boxes on the table that feed into a computer somewhere. Needless to say, I voted for you. Then you all were out on the stage. I was really happy to hear you picked as first runner-up. You looked pleased too. Then I sat there and waited for you. My waitress came up and gave me your note. I didn't think I could wait much longer but I really didn't have much choice. They were serving me free drinks because you were in the contest, so while I waited, I kept drinking. I had a pretty good buzz on by the time you and Karen came on. I couldn't believe you were up there with another woman, dressed like a cheerleader. "I thought maybe I had too much to drink. I shook my head but you two were still both up there. Then you started going at each other. I don't think anyone ordered any drinks once she started pawing you. I noticed a lot of hands disappearing under tables to their laps as you went along. Then there was just you on stage taking curtain calls. That girl you danced with passed by me and grabbed this guy. They both disappeared. I wonder if they were as turned on as we were and couldn't wait?"I decided not to tell Craig about getting Karen's (or Shelly's) phone number just yet. I told him about the whole night, only omitting a couple of the details. About half way through my story, he lowered his face to my pussy and started to eat me. I had a hard time finishing the story and we ended up sixty-nineing until I came. He mounted me very tenderly, and we made love slowly. We dozed off.I awoke late in the morning (11:30). Craig was still asleep. Since he had woken me so nicely the last two mornings, I decided to return the favor. I slid down to his crotch. I slid my hand softly over his cock. I looked at it closely. I don't believe I've ever gotten to see a cock close up as it slowly rose to full erection. I lowered my lips on it and kissed it. Using my tongue, I worked up and down the length of it. He was total erect but still did not show any sign of waking. I tongued his sacks and returned to the underside of his rod. My hands encircled his balls.Finally, I engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth. I sucked him in deeply. I noticed that he was pushing back, trying to go deeper. I looked up at his face but he still seemed asleep. I stank my lips down till I felt pubic hair on my chin. He let out a low groan. His hips started to push up at a quicker pace. He was definitely awake. I could feel his spasm starting in his balls. I pulled off him just as he started to shoot. His cum shot into the air and landed on his belly as I continued to milk him with my hands (as I said earlier, I don't mind performing oral sex but cannot stand the taste)."Good morning," I said."Umm... Good morning! That was great," Craig said with a smile on his face.I rose up to the head of the bed and kissed him. We just stayed in bed and snuggled for about an hour. We talked about the weekend and what had happened. We talked about the future."Well I guess we can't stay in bed forever. We had better start getting ready to leave. Check out time is 2:00," Craig said.I went to the bathroom and turned the shower on. After I had climbed under the warm spray, Craig opened the shower curtain and joined me. He helped me soap up as I did him. I purposely dropped the shop and bent over lewdly in front of him to pick it up. He took the hint and entered me in one thrust. Due to the cramped conditions and our limited time, we did not last long. He quickly as I had a nice little orgasm.Finally, we packed and checked out. It was a long drive back to the "real world".END |
lisa.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/lisa.txt | This story is an adult fantasy, nothing more. The author does not condone child abuse in any form. The described behavior of the girl is completely unrealistic; no child of that age would act that way.* * *Hallo, my name is Lisa and I'm already 7 years old. I want to tell you something I've never told anybody, but I want you to hear it. It all started, when I had a bad dream and I wanted to go to Mommy and Daddy to sleep with them in their bed. I quietly opened the door. The light was still on and they didn't sleep, but they also didn't notice me. They were doing something. I wasn't sure what they did, but it looked like Daddy was eating Mommy's wee-wee. But I realized he was only licking it. Seeing that made my own wee-wee all itchy. I wondered what that was, but I liked it. I wondered how a wee-wee would taste. I thought Mommy liked it because she made some strange noises. Soon Mommy said that she was coming. I wondered what she meant, because she was already here. I think she meant that she felt something even better, because she made even more noises. Daddy stopped licking Mommy's wee-wee. I think he liked to lick it because he was smiling, so maybe wee-wees tasted good. Then Daddy lay on his back and his pee-pee was all stiff. This time Mommy took Daddy's pee-pee into her mouth. She licked it and she sucked on it. She also licked the shiny red tip of it like a lollipop. She was always putting Daddy's pee-pee in and out of her mouth and she also grabbed it with her hand and rubbed it. And she took the little bag under daddy's pee-pee into her mouth and sucked on it. Both of them seemed to like this and Daddy made the same noises Mommy did before. After some time Daddy also said he would come. Mommy raised her head and something came out of Daddy's pee-pee, but it was not pee, it was white and kind of gooey. But Mommy seemed to like it because she let it all go into her mouth and swallowed it. She looked like it tasted very good. After that I went away because I didn't want them to see me watching. When I was back in my bed I wondered what I had just seen. My wee-wee was still all itchy, I wondered if that was what Mommy felt when daddy was licking hers. I wanted to know if a girl's wee-wee really tasted good. So I opened my wee-wee a little bit and put a finger on it. It was all wet, but I knew I haven't peed. I felt it wasn't pee, it was also gooey. I put some of it on my finger and tasted it. It was really good. I was happy that something from my wee-wee tasted so good, because I can always have some of it, because it is my own. I wanted to eat more of it and I noticed by touching my wee-wee with my fingers my wee-wee got even more itchy and wet. So I started to rub it and after a few moments I had a really strange feeling. It was a little like sneezing, but not in my nose but in my wee-wee. And it was much nicer. I wondered if that was "to come".I thought I also wanted to taste how a boy's pee-pee tasted. But I didn't want to ask Daddy if I could taste his pee-pee. The boys in school are all silly; I wouldn't ask one of them. But I had an idea. I could try King's pee-pee. King is our dog. He is a Great Dane and I know him since he was a puppy. I really like him and he likes me. I knew he's a boy so he also has a pee-pee. Maybe he would also like to lick my wee-wee as it tasted so good. I decided to try that.I waited till I was home alone with King next time. Finally the time had come, so I led King into my room. I got naked and rubbed my wee-wee to make it all wet. I stood before him so he could smell my wee-wee. He sniffed on it but he didn't lick it. I told him it was really good and showed him by eating some of it myself but he didn't want to taste it. I had an idea and I went to the kitchen. I ran through the house all naked, that was very funny, hihi. I fetched a glass of honey. I like honey and King likes it too. I know it because sometimes I give him some of it, when I can not eat up my breakfast because it's too much. I put some on my fingers and ate it myself, because it's so good, hihihi. But then I put it on my wee-wee and showed it to King again. This time he licked it. It felt much better than rubbing it with my finger. It got all itchy again and I had to sit down on my bed, because my knees went so soft. After the honey was gone King didn't stop to lick my wee-wee. His tongue felt very nice on my wee-wee. He also liked it now. I opened my legs so he could lick it even better. Soon I had the same sneezing-feeling in my wee-wee again and this time it felt even better. King didn't stop licking so the itching also didn't stop and the feeling was coming again. After that, I closed my legs, because it made me tired to come. It was like doing sports at school. Now I wanted to know how a boy's pee-pee tasted like and also that gooey stuff that came out of Daddy's pee-pee. I wondered if only Daddies were squirting it or if doggies' pee-pees would also squirt such a stuff.When I saw under King's belly I could see his pee-pee. I've never seen it; it was always inside that furry bag. I've watched him pee on some walks but I couldn't see his pee-pee. I think he's peeing out of that bag. So he makes himself all dirty when he's peeing. But he can reach his pee-pee with his mouth. Daddy says he cleans himself with his tongue, so he's licking pee from his pee-pee. I wonder if he likes it. I think I wouldn't lick my own pee if I were a dog. But I would be happy, if I could lick my wee-wee to eat all the nice juice from it and to make me come. His pee-pee was all red and glistening. I touched it. It was warm. I started to stroke it like Mommy stroked Daddy's pee-pee and it began to come out of its bag even more. It went all stiff like Daddy's so I just put it in my mouth to try how it tastes. I liked the taste so I licked it like it was a lollipop, just like Mommy. King's pee-pee also felt very nice and warm in my mouth. My wee-wee got all itchy again. King seemed to like it, he tried to push it more into my mouth and I let him do it. Like Mommy I also put my hand on the pee-pee. It still went bigger and suddenly something came out of the pee-pee-bag. King's pee-pee was very thick on a certain spot. It looked kind of funny, like a ball was in it. I had to giggle at the thought, that a ball was inside his pee-pee. I don't think it hurt King, because he didn't whine like he does when something's wrong. So I touched the ball, it was very hard. King didn't mind, he kept putting his pee-pee in and out of my mouth. Then I thought he was peeing into my mouth and I put his pee-pee out and spat the pee out. But then I thought he wasn't peeing, it looked different. I thought perhaps this was the same stuff, that came out of Daddy's pee-pee. But it looked different. It wasn't so white, it was more like water and it wasn't as gooey as Daddy's, also more like water. And it tasted good when he first squirted it into my mouth. I thought, perhaps doggie's stuff is a little different from Daddy's stuff, but I thought it was the same. But King had much more of that stuff than Daddy inside his pee-pee, he didn't stop squirting. When I put his pee-pee back into my mouth to eat his stuff like Mommy ate Daddy's, he had squirted all over my face and chest. After he stopped squirting he put his pee-pee out of my mouth and it went all soft again. The ball was also gone. I tried to put the stuff he had squirted on my face and chest into my mouth with my fingers, because it was really good. Then I had to clean myself in the bathroom and get my clothes on before Mommy and Daddy would come home from shopping. After that I always licked King's pee-pee and ate his stuff, when Mommy and Daddy weren't at home. I even tried to be home alone more often to do it. I also tried to put his dangling bag under his belly into my mouth like Mommy did with Daddy's bag, but my mouth is too small to get it in. It doesn't taste as good as the pee-pee but I like to lick it and to touch it because it feels nice and King likes it.But I wanted to know, what else Mommies and Daddies can do in bed when they are alone, so I can do it with King. Some night I heard Mommy doing that noise again and so I sneaked to Mommy's and Daddy's bedroom. I opened the door and I saw Mommy had Daddy's pee-pee in her mouth again. But this time the white stuff didn't come out of Daddy's pee-pee when Mommy raised her head. Mommy lay down on her bed. I was disappointed, because I thought she was going to sleep, but she wasn't. Daddy's pee-pee was still all stiff. He got up and Mommy put her legs apart, then Daddy laid on Mommy so his pee-pee was on Mommy's wee-wee. Then, when Daddy began to move, I saw he was putting his pee-pee into Mommy's wee-wee. So that was what the other hole in my wee-wee was for. To put a boy's pee-pee in. Daddy made the same moves King did to my mouth. He put his pee-pee in and out of Mommy's wee-wee. They both seemed to like it. I thought Daddy would perhaps squirt his gooey stuff inside Mommy but I think he didn't. Instead of that he took his pee-pee out of Mommy's wee-wee and Mommy got on her knees and hands. I could see the hole in Mommy's wee-wee. Daddy got behind her and put his pee-pee back inside Mommy's wee-wee. It was all open and glistening. I have seen King doing this on another dog. So he was putting his pee-pee inside a doggy-girl's wee-wee. Daddy was putting King away from that other dog. I wonder why he did that, I think King was enjoying it. This time it seemed Daddy squirted his stuff inside her, because when his pee-pee came out of Mommy's hole it was all soft again and I thought I could see some of the white stuff coming back out of Mommy's wee-wee. I went away again before they would see me.The next time I was alone with king I just made his pee-pee all stiff. I wouldn't let him squirt his stuff out now. I went to my bed and sat on it with my legs opened. I told King to come over. He sniffed on my wee-wee and licked it. When he now licks my wee-wee, his pee-pee always comes out of its bag very quickly. When it was stiff I pulled his front legs onto my bed and over me. His pee-pee was now next to my wee-wee and I think he knew what I wanted because he tried to put his pee-pee into my wee-wee. But he wasn't able to do it, so I grabbed it with my hands and put it to the hole of my wee-wee. Now he could put it in. As he put his pee-pee all in I felt some pain and I wanted to get it out again, but the pain went away quickly and then it was very, very, very nice. Like he did with my mouth, he put his pee-pee in and out of it. He did this much faster than Daddy did it in Mommy's wee-wee. The ball on his pee-pee always pounded at my wee-wee. That felt very nice, too. I think he started to squirt his stuff into my wee-wee very soon. I could feel it. It was warm an nice. Then I had this come-feeling again. That was the best come-feeling I ever had. I pushed him away from me and his pee-pee went out of my wee-wee. His stuff was still coming out of his pee-pee, so I put it into my mouth to eat some of it. But I wanted to try what Mommy and Daddy also did, so I put his pee-pee out of my mouth. He was still squirting out the stuff. I got on my knees on the floor, but I was too small for King. He couldn't reach my wee-wee with his pee-pee. I had to lift my bum-bum. Again he wanted to put his pee-pee into my wee-wee. This time I couldn't help him because I couldn't reach his pee-pee with my hands. Because he was still squirting he made my bum-bum all wet. Hihi, That was funny. He even almost put his pee-pee into my bum-bum-hole, but I wouldn't let him. Finally he found my wee-wee-hole and put his pee-pee in. It was very, very, very nice again and I had the come-feeling again very fast. King put his pee-pee out of my wee-wee and licked on it. I helped him clean it. Then I saw his stuff was running out of my wee-wee because he squirted so much in it. I licked it from the floor like I also was a dog; I had to giggle again, hihi. That was also funny. Then I wiped the floor with a tissue and went to the bathroom to clean myself. From then on I let King put his pee-pee into my wee-wee very often. I like it so much; I wouldn't stop it if you would give me a whole room full of candy and toys.Once, when King was licking my wee-wee, when I had the coming-feeling I peed by accident. I peed into King's face and I was very sorry for that. I couldn't stop peeing but King didn't seem to mind. He licked it all up from my wee-wee. He even licked the pee that has gone to the floor. I was very surprised that he liked to drink pee, but I didn't think about it after that until I saw something. It was when I had gone to watch Mommy and Daddy again. This time there was something on their bed. It was some kind of plastic or rubber cover. I wondered what it was for. Daddy was licking Mommy's wee-wee again, but this time Daddy was lying on his back and Mommy sat on his face. Suddenly Mommy lifted herself a little and then I saw something that amazed me. Mommy peed on Daddy's face. Daddy even opened his mouth and drank it. Then Mommy peed all over Daddy's body and then she grabbed Daddy's pee-pee and Daddy started to pee. First Mommy holds Daddy's pee-pee so the pee went all over her breasts and then into her face and she also drank it. Then they kissed each other. I thought about King drinking my pee again and my wee-wee got itchy again. Daddy's pee-pee got all stiff again and Mommy sat on it to put it into her wee-wee. I went away then. First I went to my bed. But I couldn't sleep. I thought about if pee tastes as good as my wee-wee and King's pee-pee. I wanted to know so I went to the bathroom and peed over my fingers and tasted it. I was surprised because it was so good. I wouldn't have thought that. I wanted to have more but I was finished peeing. So I went to bed but I still couldn't sleep because my wee-wee was so itchy. So I rubbed it because the coming-feeling makes me tired so I could sleep.Next day when I went to have a bath I didn't go to toilet before going into the tub. I put just a little warm water in it because without it the tub was so cold. I wanted to try if I can pee into my own mouth so I laid into the tub and lifted my body and legs and put them on the back wall of the bathroom. Now my wee-wee was directly above my face. I had to pee very urgently and I just let it go. First it ran along my belly and I couldn't drink it, but then as I peed harder it went into my face. I had to close my eyes but I opened my mouth and drank it. It was so nice and warm. I liked it very much. After that I did that very often. Sometimes after brushing my teeth in the evening I secretly pee into my toothbrush tumbler and drink it, hihihi. And sometime I give King some of mine by peeing on the floor and let him lick it up. I even pee into his water bowl sometimes. Of course now I also like to pee in his mouth while he's licking my wee-wee. But I always clean everything up so Mommy and Daddy wouldn't notice. Later I thought if a boy's pee tasted different so I thought about tasting King's pee. Sometimes I'm allowed to go for a walk with him alone so I asked Daddy if I can. He let me so I took King and went into the park with him. He often stops and lifts his leg to pee. I walked with him a little and looked around if anybody was near. When we were alone I waited until he was going to lift his leg next time. When he did I hold my hand into the pee. It was very hot. I licked on my hand. A boy's pee tasted different from mine; perhaps it was because King is a doggy-boy, too. The taste was much stronger than mine but I also liked it. Next time he lifted his leg I cupped my hands to get more of it. But it wasn't so much. I wanted to eat his stuff to then so I watched again if anybody was there. Nobody was there so I stroked his pee-pee bag. I had found out that his pee-pee would come out when I do this. I also had found out that I could bend his pee-pee through his legs and it was not hurting him. I wonder if it would also work with Daddy's pee-pee.So when it was all stiff and the ball was out I bent it through his legs so I didn't have to lay under him. At home I like more to get under him. Then I sucked his pee-pee until his stuff came out of it. I ate all of it because it is so good and because I didn't want it to wet my clothes. I hoped that he would perhaps pee, when I am alone with him at home sometimes. So one time when I was alone with him I gave him very much to drink and I didn't go out with him although Daddy had said I should. I went to the bathroom with him this time because the bathroom floor was easier to clean. First I let him lick my wee-wee and put his pee-pee in it. After I had the coming-feeling I put out his pee-pee. It was already squirting the stuff and I ate it. His pee-pee went all soft again but he wasn't peeing. I remembered that when I push my belly a little with my fingers when I have to pee, I have to pee even more. So I tried to do that with King's belly. His pee-pee was gone back into its back so I stroked it a little so it would come out again because I wanted to see the pee coming out of it. King was starting to whine a little. I didn't want to hurt him so I stopped because I thought he had pain. But then he stopped whining and some pee came out of his pee-pee. It went to the floor. But I wanted to have it in my mouth so I started to push his belly again. He didn't start to whine again but he started to pee. He peed very much. I tried to drink very much of it but after he was finished the floor was all wet. I licked some of it from the floor. After that I had to clean it all up. I had to use many tissues because the floor was still so wet. But I will do it again anyway because King's pee was so good.Actually now I would like to know, how Daddy's pee-pee and Mommy's wee-wee taste. And how Daddy's pee-pee feels in my wee-wee. And how Daddy's stuff tastes. I think its taste is different from King's, because it looks different. And I also want to know how Daddy's and Mommy's pee tastes. Perhaps I'll ask them if I could also play with them when they are in bed. Maybe three is even more fun. Or even four with King.The End*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 31 |
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alovingfam2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/alovingfam2.txt | Marcella's face was flushed and her cunt was swollen with lust when she found herself in her kitchen. Seeing the woman wave while the young boy oiled her with his stiff prick rubbing her ass crack really got to her.She realized that this was Sunday, a day set aside to drink and have a family fuck. She heard Tami and Carlos laughing and wondered if they were drunk yet. She downed a couple shots of bourbon and felt a warmth in her belly as she went into their bedroom.Tami was sitting with her legs pulled up and spread showing her cum filled cunt. She was drinking from a wine bottle and spilling some down her bare front. She said, "Hey mommy, look what daddy did. The horny mother fucker just kept shooting cum in my innocent little cunt and I saved it for your cock sucking mouth. Lick my cunt mommy."Marcella was filled with love as she put her mouth to her daughter's fucked cunt and started sucking out her husband's cum load. The little slut was still horny as Marcella sucked the cum and licked her daughter's clit to another orgasm.After Marcella finished cleaning Tami's cunt she had a couple more shots of bourbon. She looked at Carlos and his fucking meat was hard and throbbing again. She was a little drunk by now and needed some hard prick in her cunt.She spread her legs and straddled Carlos' throbbing cock. Tami watched as her mother slowly opened her hairy cunt lips and took the hard cock to the hilt. As she started to ride very slowly her full tits started to leak milk. She bent over so Carlos could suck her tits.All of a sudden Marcella had an unexpected huge orgasm, milk flowing from her tits all over her husband. That sent Carlos over the top and he unloaded streams of cum deep in her belly. Marcella said nothing but she knew that the image of the naked woman and young boy had done it.Now it was Tami's turn to lick her dad's fuck load from her mother's cunt. Tami sat up with cum and cunt juice on her face and said, "I may be fucking drunk but daddy and I talked about me being ready to fuck a lot more cock. What do you think mommy?"Marcella took Tami's head and put it to her cunt again and another huge orgasm was triggered. After she got her breath again Marcella put Tami to her breast again felt the milk start to flow. She told Tami that she loved her and thought she was ready for a lot more hard cum shooting cock to suck and fuck. She winked at her husband and said she was ready for more strange cock too like they used to do. He gave her a drunken smile and told her to go for it and said he wouldn't mind some cock too and laughed.She must have passed out because when she awoke she saw Carlos and Tami dressed. Carlos had on an old t-shirt and thin baggy shorts, barely concealing his hanging cock. Tami had on a rather tight white cotton blouse with no bra, showing off her budding tits and hard nipples. She also put on a very short school girl pleated skirt, white socks and tennies. The finishing touch was the pig tails on each side of her head. Tami bent over to show her bare ass and horny bare cunt to her mother.Carlos said he was going to take Tami to a couple guys he knew. They had bought an old church building and had sex parties in the basement. Friends had keys and some would bring their children. He knew they would go nuts over a horny drunk school girl who wanted to fuck. The perverts loved young cunt and cock. Tami said, "Come on daddy, lets go. I'm so fucking horny." Then she giggled and made a remark about seeing daddy suck some cock.Marcella was too fucking drunk and horny to stay home. She wondered about her new neighbors. She stepped out on the back porch again and looked next door while holding the bottle. Now the woman and boy were lying side by side in a hammock and it looked like they were kissing. The woman looked up and smiled again and waved her over,Marcella yelled back that she was embarrassed that she was drunk before noon. The woman yelled back to bring the bottle and come on over. Anyone who was nude and drunk this early was their kind of people.In Marcella's fog she just put on her old robe, grabbed the bottle and went out the door to the neighbor's house.Just as she was about to knock the door opened and she was greeted by the very attractive older woman, still nude. Long hair, nice full tits with hard nipples and a full dark bush of cunt hair.The woman gave her a big hug and laughed. She said she just saw a man and a drunk young girl leave the house. The man was playing with her tits and his big cock fell out of his shorts when he got in the car. Before Marcella could say anything the woman told her that was so fucking hot and wondered if they were father and daughter. Marcella said they were her husband and daughter and they brought her up sucking his cock and then she had been fucking her father for several years now. They were leaving to meet several of his friends so she could fuck some strange cock.The woman introduced herself as Polly and helped Marcella inside to the couch. Marcella flopped down, her robe fell open, her legs splayed out showing her hairy cunt and leaking tits. Polly marveled at her leaking tits and asked if she could suck some milk. Marcella took a swig of booze and said she was so fucking horny that she could suck tit or her freshly fucked cunt. She said her daughter Tami was getting most of the cock lately.Polly sucked tit and then got between her legs and licked her hairy cunt. Marcella had a huge orgasm and more cum squirted into Polly's mouth.Polly uplifted the bottle and took a big drink. Marcella asked who the boy was. Polly was starting to slur a little from the straight booze and said he was her 10 year old son.She said, "Can you believe the fucking cock on my son? I had to take him out of school and keep him at home. A teacher caught him jacking off under the bleachers and then they caught him sucking some little boys cock. The school nurse said I should take him to a doctor but I never have. After he came home I let him sleep with me to comfort him. God, can you believe that I was so horny from no husband that one night I let him fuck me? We were nude and I awoke with him snuggled up against my back. His arm was around me and his fingers were rubbing my hard nipples. My cunt was getting wet but I was still ok until I felt his cock getting hard rubbing my ass crack. That was it, fuck it, I needed his love right then. I rolled over and spread my legs so he could find my swollen cunt slit. His cock was so hard and felt so good in my lonely cunt that I grabbed his bare ass and pulled him so deep in me. His cock is hard all the time and all he wants to do is fuck."Let me go find him. He hides the few times I have company. He is bashful and shy but he will love you.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 51 |
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yurei.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/yurei.txt | ONE"KAZUKO, WAKE UP!"Kazuko woke up with a start, sweating profusely. He was not sure whether he was dreaming or sleeping. He gripped his head, attempting to recover from the sudden rush of blood in his head. Slowly, he began to regain focus, recognizing his new bedroom. There was a shelf of books, a window, a television, and a desk with a stack papers on top, and a lamp. He saw his father staring at him. "You're going to be late! Hurry up and get dressed!""Okay Pa"Two weeks earlier his dad Mr. Shigeru had been offered a job as marketing manager at a new electronics factory in the suburb of Nagoya. Mr. Shigeru had taken it immediately without thinking how his family would react to this. Kazuko didn't really have a lot of say in the matter anyway but his mom Kasumi had made sure his father knew how unhappy she'd been that he'd decided to take the job without consulting her first, after a few days of tension the issue was resolved and plans were made for the move."Today's the big day! It's your first day in new college.""Okay Pa," He hoped that he would make some new friends in his new college.Kazuko walked into the kitchen, it felt strange this new home and it wasn't just the fact he was still getting used to it, their was a weird atmosphere that he'd first noticed when they had come to view the house a week before he'd mentioned it to his parents but they told him he was imagining things, maybe I am, Kazuko thought."Hi Dear," said a soft female voice from behind him, Kazuko turned to see his mom leaning over to unpack a box of kitchen stuff.Kasumi was a Jukujo ('mature women') but with her fresh face, dark black wavy hair, and trim body she looked a lot younger. She was in between jobs at the moment and had become bored just sitting around at their previous home and looked forward to the challenge of decorating this new house, it would give her something to occupy her mind, she smiled at her handsome son and thought again how quickly he was growing up, he seemed to get taller every time she saw him, he was surely taller than his father. Kazuko smiled back and as he did he couldn't help but admire his moms body, particularly her breasts as they pushed forward against the thin cotton t-shirt she wore as she leaned down to pick some cutlery out of the box at her feet, he felt a little excitement in his stomach and his thingy stirred slightly, even though he knew it wasn't right to feel sexually attracted to his mother. Since he'd begun puberty he'd not be able to stop the little fantasies he was having about fucking his own mother, it always made him horny."Need a hand?" He asked."No, I'm o.k. thanks hon, but you could go and find Libby if you like, he disappeared about an hour ago haven't seen him since, probably upstairs somewhere," Libby was the family dog, he too hadn't be happy about moving and barked all the way there."Sure mom," Kazuko replied and walked out the kitchen and up the stairs.Kazuko reached the top of the stairs and heard Libby whimpering from the other end of the landing, Kazuko turned the corner and saw the ladder leading to the attic was pulled down, funny he thought, who's been up in the attic? He wondered, again Libby whimpered, this time Kazuko could tell it had come from the attic, damn dog probably got stuck somewhere, Kazuko thought, he began to climb the ladder.It was humid and dark in the attic, Kazuko stood at the top of the ladder and pulled the string to turn the light on, nothing, Kazuko tried again, still nothing, he peered into the darkness."Libby c'mon," Kazuko called out, he waited for a few seconds but heard nothing. Kazuko climbed up into the attic, there was a thin wood beam on which to stand, then he heard a rustling in the shadows."Libby get your ass over here now, there's some beef chunks in for you if..." Kazuko felt something begin to crawl up his leg, inside his trousers, he could feel sharp claws digging into his skin, he panicked and started to wave his leg around wildly, then he felt teeth biting into his flesh, he yelled loudly and lost his footing falling to the floor, he felt the little feet continue to crawl up his leg, and lay there frozen in terror as it did, finally it reached the top of his leg and for a second did nothing before sinking it's fangs into his scrotum, Kazuko yelled out again as a wave of pain swept over him then he passed out.***Two hours later Kazuko regained his senses, he was lying on his bed in his new bedroom, his head felt light and woozy, and his throat was incredibly dry."Kazuko are you o.k.?" It was his father, Shigeru, was leaning across the bed looking at his face.Kazuko looked up at his dad and smiled weakly."What the hell happened? Me and your mom hear you screaming and find you passed out in the attic,""I'm not sure, but something attacked me,""Attacked you? Son are you doing drugs?" Asked Kazuko's dad, he was getting angry, Shigeru always felt Kazuko was a bit of cry baby, or mommies boy, in fact Shigeru had the sneaky suspicion his son was gay and Shigeru didn't like gays but he wasn't sure and he at least had to act like he cared about his son."Drugs! Dad, something bit me that's why I fell over and hit my head,""Then show me the bite!" Demanded Shigeru, he thought Kazuko was looking for some attention."It's erm not that bad dad...really," Kazuko suddenly remembered that he had been bit on the scrotum and thought about how embarrassed he would be to actually have to show that to his father."O.k. then," Said Shigeru has he stood up and walked from the room, Kazuko felt tired so got undressed and slipped into bed, five minutes later his mom knocked and came in carrying a small bowl full of hot water and some cotton wool and plasters.Kazuko watched his mother as she walked across the room, she had changed out of her t-shirt and jeans and into a summer dress, the dress was slit high up her left thigh and Kazuko could see glimpses of her fine legs as she swayed across the room towards him, Kazuko felt himself get a little horny again."Dear your father says you've been bitten, can I have a look at the wound?" Asked Kasumi concerned."Mom really I'm o.k. Just a little scratch," Kazuko said.Kasumi leaned over her son and placed a hand on his forehead checking for a temperature."You might get an infection Dear all because you are trying to act like a typical man, now let mommy take a look." Kasumi remembered she had read in the paper about another young man in this area been bitten and getting some weird infection a few months back, but she couldn't remember what had happened to him.Kazuko could smell the slight scent of his mom's perfume, a lemony fragrance that filled his nostrils as he took an intake of breath."Mom it's kinda embarrassing the thing, something crawled up my leg and bit me on the... errrr... scrotum, I'd feel a little uncomfortable showing you,""Kazuko, it wasn't too long ago I saw you naked all the time, I used to bathe you, remember? Now if it something bit you it's important that it's washed and cleansed,""But mom I...""Kazuko!" Said his mother angrily.Kazuko sighed loudly; he pulled the sheets off the bed slowly to reveal his naked body underneath.Kasumi told herself it was only her son and yes she had seen him naked before but now he was older and even though it was her son she was curious to have a look at his manhood, she was quite surprised he was a well developed young man, his pubic hair was bushy and thick as it curled around his quite large uncut cock. Due to pain in anus it was in the state of rest."Where did you get bitten then Dear?" Asked Kasumi, she couldn't see any bite marks.Kazuko moved his hands to his balls and turned them to the left to show his mom the wound on the side of his sac, there was two clear bite marks there that were a deep red in color."Oh you poor baby, mommy's going to take good care of that for you," Kasumi purred, she sat on the edge of his bed and took the cotton wool and soaked it in the water, she placed her hand over the top of her son's as it cupped his balls and began to wash the wound.Kazuko flinched as the first drops of hot water hit his wound, there wasn't a lot of blood or anything, more than anything it ached, like a deep throbbing, Kazuko could smell his mothers perfume again, it was intoxicating and sexy smell, he tried to think about other things to take his mind off the little fantasies that flashed through his mind he looked across at his mom, the dress she was wearing had hitched up half way up her thighs when she'd sat down on his bed and Kazuko couldn't stop himself from studying her toned, white legs, he imagined himself running his hand up the inside of those legs until he reached his mom's panties... unconsciously Kazuko had began to get an erection.Kasumi ran the cotton wool over her son's wound for the last time, it didn't look too bad, more a flesh wound, she turned away for a second to move the bowl onto a bedside table and took a plaster from the packet, she turned back to place the plaster on the wound and she saw Kazuko had become almost fully erect! Kasumi gasped audibly.Her son's 'Chin chin' (cock) was hard and quite thick particularly around the base as it emerged out of his pubic hairs, she could see a big blue vein creep it's way up the shaft to the top, now his cock-head was almost fully emerged from his foreskin and was deep red in color as the blood pumping into it made it pulse about a little from side to side. Kasumi could do nothing put stare she hadn't been expecting to see her son lying there fully erect just inches from her, without thinking she rubbed the tip of her tongue across the outside of her lip.Kazuko heard his mother gasp and looked down to see he was fully erect and he felt it as well, the deep throbbing which seemed to be emitting from his sac and pulsing up into the base of his penis made his shaft sway slightly as the blood rushed through the large blue veins, he wasn't sure what to do, he felt his face flush a deep red color."Well," Kasumi said, "Look who got a little excited," She tried to make it sound like a joke but it didn't come out that way, more that she was making an observation, she wanted to look away but was gripped by the sight of her only son's cock-head throbbing just inches in front of her."Geee mom I'm sorry it's just...""Kazuko," Kasumi said cutting her son off, "You don't have to be sorry, I know young men get easily excited, it's nothing to be ashamed of, maybe it wasn't such a good idea for me to have washed your groin, I think you'd better put this plaster on yourself." Kasumi gave Kazuko the plaster and stood up and began to leave."Mom, you won't mention this to dad will you?" Asked Kazuko a little worried."No Dear, it will be just our little secret." Kasumi replied, or in her son's case, their big secret she thought.Kazuko watched his mom as she left, his eyes focused on her ass as he swayed from side to side under her thin cotton summer dress as she walked from his bedroom, his 'chin chin' pulsed wildly again and a small drop of pre-cum emerged from his 'chin chin' head, he couldn't remember ever having such a stiff erection before, it was almost painful.TWOIt was night and so late that everyone was sleeping. Kasumi was sleeping along with her husband Shigeru. She was surprised when Shigeru approached her in the dark. Kasumi and Shigeru used to have frequent sex in past but since last three years sex have become occasional between them. Earlier she suspected that her husband was meeting a whore or had a lover secretly but then she failed to find anything concrete. He reached over and as his lips met hers. Their tongues danced like two pagan spirits, performing a ritual dance. His hands quickly disposed of the flimsy nightgown she was wearing, and were all over her, just taking her in. He then broke the kiss, and removed robe and hood in one deft motion. Now they were both naked. She wanted to open her eyes but she heard him say, 'don't open your eyes.' His mouth moved greedily down to her full, sweet breasts, his teeth gently clenching erect nipple, tongue running over it.Then he gave the other breast the same treatment. She could feel his hardness against her, reflecting his growing sense of urgency. He lowered her to the floor, mouth moving down, tenderly kissing her stomach, finding her navel, his greedy tongue seemingly focusing there, for a moment, before it found her clit, tasting her fear, her want for him. He then slowly moved his tongue into her 'manko' (cunt), the place that adolescent boys dream about, and grown men lust after. After a while, he enters her, but not as a husband, but as a long lost lover. He has her knees pinned to her shoulders, thrusting away, like a man possessed. She was surprised when he took her hand. She saw him retrieving a dagger from the floor, and making a small cut in the palm of her hand. She cried and tried to free herself.She opened her eyes and realized she was in her nightdress and Shigeru was lying besides her in his nightdress."What happened darling?" she heard Shigeru ask her."Nothing, I was perhaps dreaming.""Just relax and go to sleep." He said and started sleeping again. After a while her shock was over. She too felt sleepy and went to sleep. She awoke in the morning and found out that she was alone in her bed. Her husband was in bathroom. Now she was convinced that her adventure the night before was the most vivid enthralling dream of her life. Then she noticed a small cut on the palm of her hand. It was something she couldn't tell her husband. He would only make a mockery of her. She might have got it during setting her house. She got up to freshen up and went down to the kitchen for preparing the breakfast.When she opened up the toaster oven it was extremely warm inside as if someone had just cooked something. But nothing was in it. Perhaps her husband came here before her. She thought. Then she remembered something about the house, told by one of the neighbors, she and her husband met after coming there. He told them that a woman with the name of Lady Momiji built that house just after the World War II. She was the widow of an army general who committed suicide after hearing the news of Japanese surrender. He left her a lot of money and she used some of it to build that house. Just after settling there she started to behave rather strange. She often would go for walks with her dog around stark naked. People said she was dark haired, very pretty and busty. They started calling her Chijo (meaning an aggressive or perverted female who forces herself on hapless male victims). One day, however, she and her dog were found dead. The authorities got there and saw the scene, the dead Momiji and her dog. They ruled out the possibility of murder as nothing was stolen from the house. They declared it a case of suicide (hara-kiri). Afterwards People started saying that the ghost of lady Momiji can be seen and heard in this house. People going through the woods have seen her walking around and heard her dog barking some nights, and people have even claimed to have seen both of them together walking on the property or in the house."You made that up to scare to us, well it didn't work, we don't believe in ghosts." It was something said by her husband to their neighbor. "If you'll stay here long enough you'll see. No one had ever stayed in this house for more than a year, and that was a record." He replied.As Kasumi remembered all that she felt like she was being watched and there was an air of expectancy about the house. Finally, It was the appearance of her husband that brought her back to present. She served him breakfast. This was going to be his first day at his new job. Soon he left and Kasumi moved towards the room of her son Kazuko. "Kazuko Dear, are you awake? Is it okay if I come in?" She asked as she knocked lightly on his door."Just a second mom," Kazuko replied, He had taken his cloth off somewhere in night, now he was nude. He threw the bed covers over him to hide his nudity."O.k."Kasumi opened her son's door carrying a bowl of water and some cotton wool, she was wearing her pink bath robe tied tightly around the middle which only helped to show off the shape of her curvy breasts as they pushed out against the robe, she smiled sweetly at her son as she came over to his bed."Good morning sleepy head, how you doing today baby?" Kasumi asked her son."I feeling good today mom." Kazuko said as he didn't want to worry his mother, he looked up at her as she stood over him and he smiled weakly. Kasumi sat down on the edge of Kazuko's bed."Can I ask you something mom?""Yes dear.""Why were you laughing at around 4:30 in the morning?""What? I am sure I was sleeping; I don't know what you are talking about." She told him."Mom at about 4:30 in the morning I woke suddenly and had to go to the bathroom very badly. While I was in the bathroom I heard what sounded like your laugh.""You must be dreaming because of last day incident'"If you say so then okay lets forget the whole thing.""Talking of yesterdays incident I think you'd better wash your wound err... yourself," As Kasumi tried to give her son the bowl, it slipped from her hands and fell onto the bed sheets; the hot water soaked the bed sheets instantly."Oh God!" Shouted Kazuko, some of the water splashed onto his neck and face, he jumped from the bed quickly."Oh god! Kazuko are you okay?" Kasumi rushed over to her naked son who was wiping the droplets of water from his body with a towel."Yes mom, I'll live.""Oh baby I'm so sorry." Kasumi suddenly realized her son was standing naked; she couldn't stop herself from looking down to his 'Chinchin', again she saw her son had an erection and it seemed almost bigger than the one he'd had yesterday, his 'Chinchin' head pointed towards her as it weaved from side to side like some kind of snake.Kazuko followed his mothers eyes and realized she was staring at his hard 'Chinchin', he couldn't help but smile, the weird infection from the bite was making him unbelievably horny, he had a dull ache in his stomach, a deep, wanton need, something he knew wouldn't go away easily."I guess I got a little excited again huh?" Kazuko said, his eyes were running over his moms body, this close he could see her nipples poking through her robe, Kazuko wasn't sure but he thought his mom might have been a little excited herself.Kasumi looked up at her son's face and he was looking back at her with an intense stare."I think mommy should leave now Dear and let you get dressed, breakfast will be ready in ten minutes," Kasumi turned to leave. "Maybe you should go and have a shower, cool you down a bit then come down for some breakfast,"***By the time Kazuko had his shower and then the breakfast he felt a lot saner. He shifted his attentions to other things like buying some books. He told his mother that he was going out to a bookstore. He spent some time at buying books he needed for his studies and then bought some Mags. To his surprise the bookstore was selling soft porn Mags too. A look at them made him horny again. He bought two of them along with some others. By the time he returned back it was past 1:00 PM. He walked into the house and dropped the bundle of books he bought in the entry room. He then walked into the living room and then he heard a thud, which of course was from his mom's room. The first thing that went through his mind was that a burglar had broken in and was trying to steal something. Perhaps his mother was in danger. He grabbed his baseball bat that was leaning in the corner and quietly went out of his room towards the room of his mother. He walked there and saw that the door of the room was slightly open. What he saw inside shocked him completely. Kasumi was inside the room and was standing at the foot of the bed, with her back turned to Kazuko. The sheets and quilt were off the bed, and she was bending over to pick up a box, which she had dropped on the floor when she had pulled the new clean sheets out of the closest. But what shocked Kazuko was the fact that his mom was completely naked except for only a pair of ankle high socks. She must have taken her shower recently. He knew that seeing his mom's naked ass was wrong, but he could not tear his eyes away from what he thought was a flawless and sexy ass. He could even see her thick 'manko' lips peeking at him between herb thighs. His animal urges started flowing through him as his dick sprang to full attention. Kasumi straightened up and turned towards her dresser, which fortunately for Kazuko was on her right side. He could perfectly see her stomach, which had the slight roundness to it, and the side of her bare 'oppai' (breast). Because her breasts were quiet big they slightly hung down, but not by much. Oh God how sexy she looked. He thought. She walked over to the dresser and her breasts jiggled from her movement and it just sent shudders through Kazuko and made his dick throb inside his pants. He saw her bare ass cheeks sway in a sexual manner and felt his heart beating as if it was going to burst from his chest. Kasumi then turned around which caused her to fully face him for a second. It was only a second but it allowed him to get a good look at her front side. He saw her small bellybutton and the roundness of her stomach. But what really caught his attention was the fact that her pussy (MANKO) was completely bare. Shaven clean as a whistle, and thick meaty lips with a long slit. He could have sworn that there seemed to be a heavy moistness to her nether lips. She looked as she was in twenties and not in thirties. He no longer saw the naked sexy woman in front of him as mother, but more as a sexual fantasy, one that would make young male teens cum in their beds from the result of a wet dream.She picked up a bundle of bed cloths and placed them on the low table at the foot of her bed. And then crawled onto the bed on all fours and began to crawl across the top of her bed. As she crawled he saw her pussy lips peek out at him every time her legs separated, and her ass jiggled. He saw her lovely breast (oppai) dangling down and swaying a little side to side.He didn't know when he dropped his pant and when he moved forward. His hard cock was waving around as he moved forward, the red bulbous cock-head was pointing towards his sexy mother and small drops of pre-cum were leaking from his japs-eye onto the carpet, he'd never been this aroused before, he felt a fire burning through his cock as it throbbed harder and harder.Kazuko suddenly moved forward quickly catching Kasumi a little by Surprise."Kazuko!" Yelled Kasumi slightly shocked. She felt cold air on her pussy lips that despite her had become a little wet from the circumstances she now found herself in."Don't worry mom, I'm not going to hurt you... just fuck you," Kazuko growled."No Dear, we can't... this isn't right," Kasumi said, panicking she grabbed the bed cover and wrapped it around herself."Ohhh mom, stop teasing me, you know you want to, now let go of those high morals and lets do the dirty."Kasumi was shocked, she'd never seen her son speak or act this way before, maybe it was the stress of the move she thought."Kazuko please I know what you want to do but I'm your mother it wouldn't be right for us to do it, it's wrong and naughty.""Mom there's too much talk going on here and not enough action."Kazuko strode over to his mother and pushed her forcefully onto his bed, he pulled the bed cover out of her grasp without too much trouble and threw it behind him, and now again before him was his naked mother, he leaned over her, placing his arms either side of her and used his sweaty, hot body to pin her to the bed.Kasumi looked up at her son and saw the fire in his eyes, god, she thought, he's going to fuck me to within an inch of my life, and that made her pussy twitch again, this time it was no accident.Kazuko lowered his head and bit down on his mom's right nipple with his teeth."Ohh!" Kasumi murmured, she couldn't stop herself, her nipples were erect and very sensitive.Kazuko stuck his tongue out and using the tip began to slowly run it over his ' hard, ruby red nipple.Kasumi closed her eyes as an intense wave of sexual pleasure shoot through her body, she looked down to where her son was licking at her nipple and couldn't honestly believe what was happening, she knew her son wouldn't stop, not now before he'd cum inside her."Kazuko please we can't... Ummmm," Kasumi moaned as Kazuko moved his hand to her other breast and began to massage it slowly, his fingers tweaking her left nipple, while his tongue toyed with her right nipple."Got...tooo... stop... this..." Kasumi murmured, she felt her son very hard 'chin chin' shaft rubbing against the inside of her left thigh, the pre-cum smearing her skin.Kazuko moved down his mother's body, working his way towards her pussy, he placed little bites on her skin as he did and ran his tongue from her bellybutton down to her small band of pubic hair.Kasumi felt her son moved his wet, hot tongue down her lower body, then she felt his hot breath on her wet pussy lips, she looked down to see her son about to stick his long tongue inside her Boor and she opened her thighs to accommodate him.Kazuko moved his face up to his moms 'manko' (pussy) and placing his mouth over her pussy lips and sticking out his tongue he began to slowly run it across her small folds of flesh that covered her pussy, he could instantly taste her sticky, wet pussy juices that lubricated her pussy. He slowly worked his tongue in between her fleshy lip and into her pussy."Ohhh Goddd!!" Moaned Kasumi loudly, she couldn't remember the last time she'd had her pussy licked, Shigeru certainly didn't like to do it but his son obviously did, she arched her back and writhed around on the bed grabbing the mattress as the sexual pleasure rode through her.Kazuko began to work his tongue deeper inside his moms wet pussy, her small patch of pubic hair rubbed against his top lip as he pressed his lower face hard against her pussy, he was quite surprised how tight his mom's 'Manko' was, but all Kazuko really wanted to do was locate his moms clit."Ohhh... ummmm...YES!!!" Screamed Kasumi as she felt her son run his hard tongue over her small clit bud, she was holding onto the mattress hard now, making her knuckles go white, she threw her head from side to side, her eyes closed tight as she felt every little movement her son did inside her pussy with his tongue, she could feel an orgasm building within her.Kazuko realized by his mothers reaction that the hard nub of flesh he'd just licked at was his mom's clit and moved his tongue back over it to give it some more attention, her could feel his moms pussy tighten then release and more of her pussy juices flowed r around his tongue, and knew his mom was on her way to an orgasm, the first of many he thought."Ummm Kazuko!! More, lick it...More." Kasumi groaned as Kazuko teased her clit, the orgasm building in her lower belly was about to be unleashed, she moved her hands and placed them on her son's head, pushing his face further into her pussy.Kazuko began to lick at momma's clit a little slower, wanting to drag out her sexual pleasure.But for Kasumi it was too late."Oh Yes... Ummm, YES! YES!!!" Screamed Kasumi as she threw her head back and began to thrash about on the bed wildly as her orgasm shot through her body, she'd never has such an intense orgasm before, she felt her pussy juices almost explode inside her sending shivers of delight up her spine, her lower body bucked up off the bed as her hip took on a life of their own for a few seconds."Mmmm... God! Yes... Yess!" Was all Kasumi could say as the last of her orgasm swept over her, she lay still with her eyes closed panting like a dog, the sweat dripped from her body.Kazuko had continued to lick his moms pussy throughout her orgasm when her pussy juices had shot from her Boor covering his lower face and now dripped from his chin, he pulled his tongue from his moms Boor slowly and there was a slight sucking sound as he did, he moved his hand to his face and wiped away the salty tasting juices."I think you enjoyed that didn't you mom?" Asked Kazuko innocently.Before Kasumi could answer a car could be heard crunching it's way up the driveway outside."Oh no!" Yelled Kasumi she jumped from the bed and ran to the window, her firm ass cheeks wobbled as she did, looking out she could see her husbands car just pulling to a halt in front of the house, she turned and looked at her son's bedside clock, it read 2:05 pm."Oh God!" Kasumi yelled and ran over to pick up her bathrobe. Kazuko watched as his sexy mom ran around the room, he watched her breasts as they bobbed about and her ass cheeks as they swayed from side to side as she moved, he still had his hard erection and was hoping to have had it solved by now, but his father had foiled his plans.Kasumi quickly pulled on her robe and without looking again at her son ran from the room and into the bathroom to quickly freshen up before her husband came in.Kazuko lay back on the bed and with no other choice took hold of his long stiff 'Chinchin' and began to tug on it.THREEKazuko finally emerged from his bedroom several hours later after a lengthy masturbating session, he strolled to the bathroom for a shower then went downstairs, he found his father sitting in the kitchen doing some paper work."Hey dad, where's mom?""Hi Son, your mothers gone out for a walk and get some fresh air,"Kazuko was surprised his mother could walk anywhere after the pussy licking he'd given her earlier.His father stood up and gathered his paperwork together putting it in his briefcase."Son, I'm going to have to go back to work now, could you tell your mother I won't be home till late tonight, the old manager leaves today and I need to make sure I know how stuff runs down there before he goes.""O.k. dad, no problem.""Thanks son, see you later on, could you keep an eye on your mom, she was acting a little weird this afternoon might be she needs a hand getting this place ready.""Sure dad, I think mom wants me to help her out with a few things anyway." Kazuko replied with a slight smile.Thirty minutes after Shigeru left, Kasumi returned from her walk to the local shop, she'd actually been trying to get her head around what had occurred earlier, she couldn't quite believe she'd let her son lick her out, it had been very nice but it was so wrong, Kasumi dropped her bag of groceries onto the kitchen table and was about to begin to unpack when she heard a noise behind her, she turned to see her son standing there leaning against the doorframe, he smiled a wicked little smile, looking like the Dog Libby, which made Kasumi slightly angry."Kazuko, about what happened this morning, I need to explain, you see I was a litt...""-Little horny I think you were going to say mom, well I'm a little horny myself now." Kazuko said, he moved towards his mother, she was wearing a light colored summer dress held up by thin shoulder straps, it was tapered in at the waist and showed off her fine slim waist and ample bosom."Kazuko! If you hear me out I was going to say we could never have a repeat of what happened this morning." Kasumi said sternly, but still Kazuko stepped towards her, his eyes bright and burning with desire."God baby no, we can't, we just can't..." Kasumi's words trailed off, as Kazuko now stood right in front of her.Kazuko moved his hand to his moms left cheek and traced a line down her face, then down her neck and finally over her upper chest until he reached the front of her dress, he took hold of the thin material and pulled it towards him, the thin straps holding the dress up broke easily and the dress came away in his hand to reveal his moms fine, firm, round breasts."Oh!" Kasumi gasped as her son forcefully ripped away the upper part of her dress.Kazuko ran his hand over his moms right nipple until it became hard, then pulling his moms dress down with his left hand he moved his right hand down his moms body, his fingers teasing her tanned skin.Kasumi closed her eyes and leaned back against the kitchen table as a little sexual sensation coursed through her as her son's fingers danced across her skin.Kazuko pulled his mom's dress down to her hips then let it go as it slid to the floor and lay around Kasumi's ankles, Kazuko studied hi moms ripe body, all she was now wearing was a pair of white panties which clashed against the tanned skin, again her could smell the fresh, lemon scent he'd smelt earlier coming from his moms pores, Kazuko lowered his head and began to suck on his moms left nipple while moving his hands down her sides to the elastic of her panties."Ummm... MMmmm," Kasumi groaned, her fingers gripping the edge of the wooden table as her own son skillfully teased her nipple, she couldn't do anything to resist her son now, it was too late, she was going to let him do whatever he wanted to her and she knew she was going to enjoy it.Kazuko scooped his fingers under his moms panties and began to slowly pull them down her thighs till they reached her knees where he left them, he then took hold of his moms ass and lifted her quickly off the ground and dropping her back onto the hard kitchen table with a jolt, it made his moms tits shake up and down in front of his face."Oh!" Gasped Kasumi as her son lifted her onto the table, her ass cheeks slapping down on the cold kitchen table, she leaned back and opened her legs to allow her son access to her Manko (cunt), now wanting his big, hard Chinchin (cock) inside her.Kazuko smiled at his moms actions, he thought he'd have to work hard to get mom to act like she was but she'd seemed as though she wanted him to fuck her, now he was gazing at his moms sexy body as she lay before him with her legs spread, he could clearly see her pink pussy lips and her dark, curly pubic hair trimmed short into a triangle shape. Kazuko pulled down his running shorts quickly and his hard prick almost shot out of his pants, the shiny, red cock-head shone under the kitchen lights as he moved towards his naked, slightly panting mother.Kasumi watched her son move towards her with his massive erection wavering in front of him, she could see his tight sac underneath and could just make out the wound that now looked a bright green in color, it almost looked like it was glowing.Kazuko took hold of his mom's firm upper ass cheeks, his fingers digging into her flesh as he prepared to enter her, his cock-head rubbed up his moms inner thigh as he slowly guided it up towards his mom's pussy.Kasumi quickly undid her son's shirt letting it fall to the ground, he now stood before her naked, his youthful body was toned and fit, he was quite thin which made his large cock seem even more out of proportion with the rest of his body, she felt her pussy twitch as she watched her son cock-head touch the outside of her pussy-lips leaving a small drop of milky white pre-cum, Kasumi couldn't wait any longer, her need to have her son's Chinchin fill her Manko was all she now craved."You going to fuck me now?" Kasumi asked with some urgency."If you insist mom," Kazuko replied and pulling his mom towards him he slid his cock into his mom's wet, tight pussy."AHhhhh!!" Moaned Kasumi as her child inserted his penis inside her.Kazuko pushed more of his cock into Kasumi's cunt, his mom was nice and tight and he felt the friction of her pussy walls rubbing against his shaft.Kasumi almost passed out from the amazing sensation of having herSon's long prick feed into her pussy, she leaned back on the table now and raised her legs, wrapping them around her son's hips and interlocking them behind his back, she then pushed herself forward taking the rest of her son's Prick inside."Ohhh god!!" Kasumi screamed out as Kazuko rammed his cock into her to the hilt.For a second Kazuko and his mom did nothing, they were both breathing heavy, the sweat beginning to form on their brows, Kazuko looked at his mother and grinned wickedly, he moved in and French kissed her then quickly pulled his cock almost all the way out of her wet pussy then slapped it back in fast, his cock rubbing the inner walls of his mom's pussy."Yesss... Ohhhh... yessss!!!" Yelled Kasumi breaking off the kiss her son was giving her as he began to fuck her, his Chinchin pushing in and out of her wet Manko making little slurping noises as it did.The table began to squeak as Kazuko pushed his cock in and out of his moms tight pussy, he was holding onto her ass and pushing his hips forward quickly, he watched his moms face as she closed her eyes and threw her head back as the sexy sensations swept through her, Kasumi's long curly hair was getting stuck to her sweaty forehead as the lovemaking became more intense."Ummm...Ummm..ohhh..Yes... YES!" Kasumi cried out as again and again Kazuko pushed his big long cock into her."You like..ahh... this mommy?" Kazuko asked as he quickened his pace more, furiously pumping his cock forward."Yes..ohh..uhh... mommy likes this a lot..." Kasumi managed to reply as she gasped for air, she was leaning back completely on the kitchen table now, her hands gripping the front edge as she slid back and forth along the shiny surface.Kazuko planted both his hands on either side of his mom and leaned over her more as he thrust into his mother again making her gasp with the sexual excitement, their hot, sweaty bodies joined at the middle in this taboo coupling.Kazuko lowered his head and began to lick his moms left nipple with his tongue, he could feel the cum building in his scrotum and knew he had little time left before he came.Kasumi also could feel her orgasm building as her son cock rubbed against her clit making her writhe about uncontrollably on the table."Ohhh...Yes... Faster baby! Faster!" Kasumi urged.Kazuko did as his mom said and pumped his cock into her quicker, he was grunting now like some primitive ape as he thrust his cock into his own naked mother.Kasumi couldn't take any more, her orgasm exploded inside her."OH GOD YES! YES!!" Kasumi cried out very loudly, her hips bucked off the kitchen table and she twisted about wildly for several seconds as the orgasm took hold, her legs pressed tightly against her son's thighs.Kazuko lasted a few more strokes but as soon as his mother began to come and her pussy tightened around his cock he began to cum, he jerked his hips forward as his hot, steamy semen pumped out into his mom's pussy, he closed his eyes tight as let out a loud moan as his seed flowed out.Finally after a few moments Kasumi and her son lay still, they were both breathing heavy with sweat dripping from their bodies and forming in pools on the kitchen table. Kazuko looked down at his mother who still had her eyes closed savoring the last of her powerful orgasm, he smiled then pulled his cock out from within her, his moms slick pussy juices covered it and some dripped onto his moms dress which lay at his feet.After her powerful orgasm Kasumi began to feel the guilt build inside her, she'd fucked her son, her own flesh and blood, and she'd enjoyed it more than she would ever admit, but it was so wrong, she looked up at Kazuko and he smiled back at her, his eyes were playing across her body, she looked down to his cock to see it already beginning to grow again as the blood rushed up the shaft, Kasumi panicked knowing she wouldn't be able to resist if her son tried to fuck her again, she lifted herself off the table and picking her dress off the floor she pushed past her son and out the room.Kazuko turned and watched his mom's sexy ass quiver as she left the kitchen, he was already getting hard again thinking about the illicit sex that had just occurred, but he wasn't that bothered about fucking her again - yet.FOURSeveral hours later Kazuko's father came home and he and Kasumi had a nice meal, Shigeru noticed his wife was quiet and was thinking of other things."You o.k. Dear?" Shigeru asked concerned."Yes, I'm just a little tired, it's been a busy day, you know what I think I'll take a shower," Kasumi replied trying not to sound like she was hiding something."You do that, and don't worry about the washing up I'll manage that," Shigeru said smiling at his beautiful wife.Kasumi turned on the shower taps and began to undress, she hadn't seen her horny son for a few hours and wondered where he'd gotten to, she was feeling very guilty about what had happened in the kitchen earlier and she would have to explain to Kazuko how what had occurred was so wrong.Kasumi had just gotten down to her bra and panties when there was a knock on the door, Kasumi thought it was Shigeru wanting to ask her something so she unlocked the door and opened it, Kazuko stood there, his eyes staring at her intensely, he was only wearing his boxer shorts and as Kasumi looked down his body she could see the large bulge pressing out against the front of the material, before she could do anything Kazuko forced his way into the bathroom, he turned and locked the door behind him.The bathroom was beginning to fill with steam as the shower heated up, Kazuko was feeling totally horny again, his cock felt like it was going to explode and the only female who was readily available was his own mother, he didn't care that his father was down stairs and might hear what was going on."Kazuko! Dear whatever you've got on your mind isn't going to happen, what occurred earlier was a mistake, I know I didn't try and stop you and that was wrong but you have to understand what we did was bad,"Kasumi was talking to her son carefully, she could see he wanted ton fuck her again and she also knew that she was only just in control of the situation, her eyes kept flicking down to her son's obscene bulge in his boxer shorts and Kasumi knew if she didn't get her son out of the bathroom in the next few seconds there would be another naughty encounter.Kazuko stood there listening to what his mother said to him but was really only studying his moms sexy body, she was wearing a white wonder bra which pushed her breasts upwards and inwards, he could see her nipples pushing through the satin material, her panties were small and tight and had been pushed down a little so he could just make out a little pubic hair curling from the top of them, he licked his lips, his cock was painfully pressed against the front of his boxers."Ready to be bad again then mom?" he asked the rhetorical question, before he could let his mom answer he moved in.Kasumi knew it was too late; she couldn't resist her son and his big and long cock.Kazuko took hold of the front of his mom's bra and pulled it away from her body with a loud snap of the elastic, he was moving quickly now, no time for foreplay, he almost growled as he watched his moms tits shake free from their confines, the large nipples erect and deep red.Kasumi ran her hand down her thighs as the hot steamy air made her sweat, she felt her pussy begin to throb with the excitement of what was about to happen.Kazuko kneeled down and licked the front of his moms panties, he stuck his tongue out and rubbed it against Kasumi's pussy mound, then moved his hand to the elasticized waistband and quickly pulled them down around her ankle, he took a deep intake of breath smelling the aroma of his moms aroused pussy right in front of him then he stood up again.Kasumi moved her hands to her son's boxer shorts and began to pull them down, as she did her son's cock sprung from their confines, the cock shaft was very hard and thick, and his cock-head pointed directly at her waiting for some attention, Kasumi couldn't resist and grasping Kazuko's cock shaft she kneeled down and inserted it in her mouth, her lips running along the shaft as she did.Kazuko put his hands on the back of his mother's head and pulled her down onto his cockhead, he felt his mom's wet tongue lick the underside of his cock as she began to give him head.Kasumi didn't care any more that she was giving her son a blow-job, she gripped the shaft tightly with her right hand and clamped her mouth around her son's cock as she started to suck eagerly, her tongue danced along the underside of his shaft and she felt his cock-head swell up from her touch rubbing against the roof of her mouth as she sucked her son's cock harder."Ohhh... god mom that's good," Kazuko murmured, he looked down and watched as his own mother sucked on his cock and smiled.Kasumi's head bobbed up and down as she went down harder of her son's cock, she was sucking him hard now, her lips tight around his large cock shaft, she didn't want to make him cum though, not yet, she needed him hard so he could fuck her pussy yet again.Kazuko felt his cum-sac begin to tighten and his cock swelled even more as his moms wet mouth sucked on his cock, he could feel her wet tongue licking the underside of his shaft, he ran his hands through his moms wet hair, the bathroom was now filled with steam and he was sweating heavily.Kasumi felt her son's cock pulsing as he came close to erection and opening her mouth she pulled his cock out, standing up again she took her son's hand and pulled him into the shower cubicle.Kazuko followed his horny mother into the shower cubicle, the warm water began to run over their bodies was away the sweat but not the lust, Kazuko took hold of his moms thighs and lifted her up and leaned her up against the shower stand, he lined his moms pussy up with his cock and slowly lowered her down onto it."Ohhhh... Mmm," Moaned Kasumi as she was impaled on her son's stiff cock, she watched as Kazuko's cock disappeared inside her pussy, she wrapped her legs around her son's hips and began to slowly raise herself off her son's cock then back down onto it, the tightness of her pussy meant she could feel every inch of Kazuko's cock as it slid back into her, she threw her head back and moaned."Ugghhhh!!" Kasumi cried out as Kazuko's' cock deeply probed her pussy, she slowly worked her body back and forth as her son began to thrust his hips forward, feeding his cock inside her as the water ran down their entangled bodies.Kazuko held the back of his mom's thighs firmly letting her slide down his cock shaft as he pushed his cock into her, then he lifted her up a little then down again, his cock easily slid up his moms wet pussy passage and the intense sensation of it meant he wouldn't last long."Ugh..Fuck me baby...Mmmm...Fuck me..faster, faster!!" Urged Kasumi, she'd never told her husband to fuck her faster but she was now telling her son exactly what to do."Harder....Ohhhh..that's it...hhar... harder... Mmmm," Kasumi cried out, she'd forgotten her husband was just downstairs and was totally focused on this erotic moment, she took hold of her son's ass cheeks and digging her fingernails into his flesh pushed his body forward so his cock reamed into her even harder."Ohh Goooddd!!" Kasumi yelled out, getting a mouth full of shower water as she did, she spat it out and it ran down her son's body, she felt her pussy begin to wildly twitch and spasm as her son's cock kept thrusting into her as another powerful orgasm began to build inside her."C'mon fuck me, fuck mommy." Kasumi was saying words she'd never thought she'd ever say in a million years, her breasts rubbed against her son's chest as their bodies squashed together in this intense moment, Kasumi closed her eyes and bit down on her lip knowing her orgasm was about to be unleashed.Kazuko listened to his mothers obscenities and it made him even hornier having never heard his mom speaking like she was before, he watched his moms beautiful face as she bit down on her lip as the bolts of sexual electricity swept through her, he watched the water run down over her breasts, her nipples erect and deep red in color, their bodies pressed together as Kazuko thrust his cock inside his own mother again and again, suddenly he felt his cock almost explode as his orgasm began, his hips jerked forward wildly, his cock became even more swollen and pulsed inside his moms pussy.Kasumi felt her son's cock swell deep inside her as his hot cum pored out, she felt her pussy erupt as her own orgasm began."Ohhh God... Yes...YES...YES!!!" Screamed Kasumi as loudly as she could, she felt her whole body shake about wildly, her ass slapped against the wall behind her as her legs shook, her pussy tightened around her son's cock and she felt the intense sexual friction as he kept slamming his cock into as the last of his hot semen pored out, she had her eyes closed tight feeling the amazing sexual energy surge through her."Ohhhh baby!!" Kasumi purred as her pussy juices shot from within her covering her son cock shaft, she pressed herself against her child's body as the last of the amazing orgasm swept through her spasming pussy.Kazuko kept hammering his cock into his mother even after the last of his sticky cum had squirted into his mom's pussy, he almost felt like fucking his mom again, then there was a knock at the bathroom door."Kasumi are you o.k.?" Shigeru asked, he'd heard the creams from down stairs and thought his wife might have hurt herself.Kasumi panicked as she heard Shigeru voice, she'd been so caught up in the intense sexual moment she'd forgotten Shigeru was downstairs, she pushed her son away from her his cock slipping from her wet pussy as she got out the shower."Yes Dear I'm fine," Kasumi replied."It's just I thought I heard you screaming," Shigeru said concerned."No, I was just singing, that's all." Kasumi lied, hoping her husband believed her."Oh, o.k. I'm going to bed now,""O.k. Dear I'll be there in a minute," Kasumi said breathing a sigh of relief."I'm going to make you sing like that everyday from now on mom." Kazuko said from behind his mom, he ran his hand across her ass cheeks, then moved his fingers in between her legs and began to rub her pussy lips with his fingers."Mmmm... promises, promises," Kasumi said as she felt her son rubbing her pussy lips and smiled as the sexy sensations made her pussy twitch and begin to get wet again.***It was night again and Shigeru was sleeping. Suddenly he woke up and felt an urge to pee. As he got up from his bed he heard his name being called in a whisper. He felt an unusual chill down his back and a really weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. He ignored it and started moving towards the bathroom. Just near the bathroom he heard someone flushing inside. He stopped and looked towards the bed. Although it was quiet dark but he could see Kasumi sleeping peacefully. The flushing continued meanwhile. So out of curiosity, he knocked on the on the door. When nobody replied, he gave the door a slight push. What he saw totally nailed him to the floor. There was a woman standing naked, flushing the W.C. At first he mistook her for Kasumi. She turned and looked at him. She was a total stranger to him. He was about to reach out to her and ask who she was but suddenly she vanished.END |
wifesrevenge1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/wifesrevenge1.txt | PART 1Ordinarily I wouldn't have been upset by my husband's infidelity. After all we had never been monogamous and both of us enjoyed the excitement of an extramarital flirtation. We had enjoyed dabbling in the swinging scene and visited a couple of clubs. He was turned on by my adventures with other men and encouraged me to be 'easy.' The only unspoken rule was that all our extracurricular activity was outside our 'normal' circle of friends and acquaintances. As far as they were concerned we were a typical suburban couple, good fun, but hardly outrageous. It was at a party with our 'normal' friends that I discovered that Gary, (my husband) was not quite playing by the rules. While sitting knickers round my ankles on the loo, I overheard a conversation between two of the other women. Perhaps they were unaware they could be heard, maybe they didn't care. Anyway the gist of the news was that my husband was shagging Sheila and that really it was no surprise. 'After all, although Lesley (me) is attractive, she's a bit straight laced.' Apparently Gary had made this comment, when complimenting her on her sexual enthusiasm. 'What a bastard.' I doubted Sheila's attitude to sex was as experimental as mine and her tits were droopy to boot. The thing that really pissed me off though, was that she was one of those people who would delight in scoring points over me. No wonder she had seemed so smug earlier. I knew she disliked me and it made me spit to think that Gary had allowed her this opportunity to gloat. She would be unaware that such dalliances were an everyday feature of our lifestyle and that she was just one of many. Unfortunately I couldn't let her know this without making our private indiscretions public. When I recalled the fuss he made when I had a brief liaison with a guy I met at a disco, but who lived about a mile from us, I was even more livid. He had whined on and on about how the guy was too close to home, how he might talk etc. It's a bit different now, I thought ruefully. Subconsciously I was already considering how I might turn the tables. For the rest of the evening I maintained my sweetest disposition and resolved to bide my time. Revenge they say is a dish best enjoyed cold. It was a couple of months before an opportunity to obtain retribution presented itself. I had managed to keep my cool and my husband was still blissfully unaware that I knew of his latest 'bit on the side' or that I was seriously annoyed. We were out one evening, when Gary took a call from someone from work. It was after eight, and I enquired who was working so late. 'It's Donk the driver, he's on a late delivery, and was just confirming he'd got the parts to the customer.' Gary began to laugh and explained that Donk was short for Donkey Dick the guy's nickname. 'According to the women in the factory he's got a huge chopper' he continued 'and spreads it about a bit. Mind you they're not the classiest lot of women in our machine shop.' he sniggered 'then again, he's no oil painting .' 'Sometimes,' I thought, 'you're such a snob' but I said nothing. My husband went on to enlarge humorously on the rumoured antics of 'Donk' and his conquests for the rest of the evening. Though Gary was obviously hugely amused by how eager a variety of 'wives' had been to make themselves available to this well endowed but, in his words 'scarecrow' of a bloke, I was sure he wouldn't be chuckling if his, and again using his words 'classy' wife, was a notch on 'Donk's headboard. 'Mmm.' I had the beginning of an idea. The more I thought about it, the more intriguing it became. How to get off with DD, let the news leak to Gary but without it becoming general knowledge that the manager's wife was getting shafted by the company driver. Over a couple of weeks I managed, by sneakily sifting through Gary's papers, to get a bit of info on DD. His mobile number, and details of his regular runs that sort of thing. Now I needed a strategy to meet him. My husband had only had this job a couple of years and I had not had any occasion to get to know any of the workforce. They didn't know me or anything about me, which at least meant I wouldn't immediately be recognised as the gaffer's missus if events went according to plan. Conveniently I was between jobs, just doing a bit of cover work to keep my hand in, so to speak and so had some time to 'play' during the hours before the kids came home from school. I had worked out that on one day a week my quarry always travelled down the M5 first thing returning depending on 'drops' along the same route sometime after 2.0 o'clock. My first plan was to talk to him on the mobile, pretending I thought I was talking to someone that I knew but then realising I had a wrong number. Once I had spoken to him I was sure that if he was as much of a skirt chaser, as he was portrayed by my husband, the next move would be easy. Plan 'a' worked like a dream. I phoned him when I knew he was on his outward journey. Pretending to respond to a message from a guy trying to chat me up, conveniently also called Brian, (DD's real name) I rattled on, using an assumed name, suggestively for a few minutes before he pulled me up. 'Err, I think you've got the wrong bloke missus' He stammered in his Black Country whine. I persisted, 'You are Brian, aren't you?' He explained and I apologised for my mistake, by which time he was becoming jokey and saying I could call him up any time etc. I rang off. Just after lunch I rang him again. This time we enjoyed a flirtatious little chat. I asked him where he was he replied 'approaching Frankley Services.''What a coincidence so I am I, have you time for a coffee? My treat!' He supposed 'it wouldn't hurt.' Standing in the entrance to the cafeteria I waited first sight of my quarry. I had told him I was a rep for a perfume distributor and had dressed with the intention of knocking him sideways. Teetering on 5inch stiletto navy sandals, I sported a little 'A' line skirt 'just above the knee' and short jacket also in navy, over a low cut strappy cream top. Underneath I'd gone for ivory 'Lejaby' platform bra and french knickers with matching suspender and seamed stockings. Only my opinion but I thought with my size 10, 36b figure I looked every inch the classy sales chick you might see in Rackhams or Beatties.DD approached, and I have to admit my husband's description was no exaggeration. This was indeed a shambolic looking guy. Not short, maybe 5' 10in but unbelievably thin. He wore a scruffy check shirt tucked into a pair of dirty blue work trousers. These were held up with a belt cinched into his waist so tight you thought he may fall in half. His outfit completed with work boots the metal toecaps of which had been lovingly polished. Facially he was a bit Mick Jaggerish I suppose, full lips, and a mop of unkempt dark curly hair. His skin was sallow and though, when he smiled, 'hello,' shyly, I thought, his eyes had a cheeky glint in them, his teeth were a disaster. At least one missing at the front, some crooked and broken and receding gums, whatever was in his trousers must compensate for some serious disadvantages if Gary's reports of DD's exploits were to be believed. 'Hi Brian.' I offered my hand 'Joanne, Nice to meet you, after our strange telephone misunderstanding.''Oh yea' he grinned showing off his teeth to their best effect I thought. Leading him to a table in the cafeteria, I was aware of many eyes following this curious couple and flattered myself the men were perplexed as to how 'Worzel Gummidge' had landed such a stunner. I fetched the coffees and knew my intention had been fulfilled. Brian was clearly mesmerised by my outfit and me. Affecting a bit of a girlish manner, I asked him about is job, where he went, who he worked for etc. He responded enthusiastically, I suppose it was not very often anyone showed such obvious interest. Slipping of my jacket, I leaned forward conspiratorially to afford him an unhindered view of my cleavage.' I've never been in a truck, I bet its such fun being so high up above the traffic. You wouldn't take me for a ride round in yours would you?' He looked at his watch. 'Just for a few minutes?' I pleaded in my best little girl voice. 'Well ok' He agreed 'but it's not very clean and tidy, and there are pictures on the cab wall, you might be offended.''I won't,' I insisted and stood up to go. He led the way through the back of the building to the trucker's car park and a blue wagon carrying the logo I knew so well. A few other drivers whistled as we made our way, me almost trotting in my heels to keep up with his ambling stride. Brian opened the passenger side first and stood back to let me climb up. My knee came up to my chin, to reach the first step and I couldn't reach the pull up handle. The hem of the skirt bunched up nicely to expose a fine sight of stocking top and thigh. 'Can you give me a push?' I asked. Placing his hands on my hips he almost lifted me into the cab, taking the chance for a look up my skirt I had no doubt. He climbed in the other side, and we were in an instant pulling off the car park via the access road at the rear.He was right, the cab was grimy and smelt of engineering oil, sweat and something else. Brut aftershave. Henry Cooper has a lot to answer for. The picture gallery too was quite explicit. Girls being fucked by huge cocks in the cunt and up the arse, girls covered in sperm and dribbling it from their lips. As we chugged along past the Bell at Belbroughton, I ventured 'Bet you drivers are like sailors, but with a girl in every town.''No we don't have the time,' laughed Brian.'But what about hitch hikers, don't you get a ride for a ride?' I persisted trying to get the conversation round to sex. He dismissed this wistfully 'You don't see hitchhikers these days, every woman's got a car.' The truck rounded the island at the end of the carriage way and headed back in the direction we had come from. The 'in car' phone rang. Brian put his finger to his lips and pressed the receive button. 'Where are you Donk?' I heard my husband's voice demand.' Just pulling into the lay-by at Clent for a pee' said my driver, and swung the lorry into a loop off the road where I could see a number of vehicles parked up and a few men drinking tea at a kiosk. He pulled in behind another lorry, so we were obscured from the view of the tea hut. My husband continued 'don't get stopping out knobbing some bird, we need the lorry back to load up tonight.' As their conversation continued I decided to move things along. Sliding to my knees in the cab, I reached to unfasten the belt of Brian's trousers, tugged open his zip and delved into his crotch. No surprise, he wore no underpants. My fingers teased out his thickening cock and I heard the strangled voice of my companion assuring my husband he wouldn't be late just as my lips slipped over the end of his dick pushing back the foreskin as they went. The phone went silent and I sucked deeply on the drivers cock drawing it into my mouth. He was not called 'Donkey' for nothing. Soon I had a hand-span filling my mouth and another being gripped by my fingers.Already my jaw ached from being held open so wide. I felt Brian fumbling at my neck and sat up, not wanting his grubby finger marks on my cream top. 'wait' I instructed sitting on my haunches to remove my jacket, top and bra. Brian used the break to ease his trousers round his ankles then leaned forward to role a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. 'fucking lovely tits.' he muttered as my mouth once again slipped over his flagpole of a dick. In the great scheme of things big cocks don't matter to me much, but visually I find them a turn on. His jutted out from his scrawny groin in quite an aggressive way its broad head exposed and taut. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock with genuine desire. My victim lay across the passenger seat and I felt his hand tugging my skirt up till it was round my waist, followed by his thick fingers, unhindered by my delicate french knickers, probing my moistening cunt. The phone began to ring again. It rang off then almost immediately sounded again. Abandoning his exploration of my nether regions Brian hit the answer button. Gary's voice again filled the cab as Brian's fingers resumed their manipulation of my clitoris.As he rambled on, Brian's digits suddenly found the spot. I let out an involuntary 'oh yes, that's it' and there was silence on the other end of the phone. My husband's voice demanded 'have you got a bird with you'? I could tell he was more curious than angry, but Brian stuttered a denial as I continued to gobble his cock. A few more words were exchanged when Brian broke off mid sentence gasping 'bloody hell' as I teased the eye of his dick with my tongue. 'You have got a woman there' shouted Gary. 'What's going on?' Rather sheepishly Brian admitted he was getting a blow job. Instead of pulling rank, my husband the boss wanted to know who she was, how had we met and was Brian going to get a fuck. All this was on loud speaker in the cab and I knew by his voice that Gary was intrigued by the situation. He continued to question my driver about me, what I looked like, what I was wearing and asking Brian to describe what he was doing to me, then encouraging him to 'give her a bloody good fucking.' It was gratifying to hear Brian breathlessly describe me as a classy looking city bird called Joanne he'd met at the services.'Ask her to say hello to me' said Gary. Lifting my mouth off Brian's engorged bell end, I shouted 'hello' in the posh girly accent I'd affected in my earlier conversation with Brian and hoped my husband wouldn't recognise my voice. Clearly he didn't but was excited by this remote voyeuristic situation and asked me if I regularly got picked up by drivers. 'No' I replied 'but it's always been a fantasy of mine, and today I made it happen. Do you think I'm a bad girl?' 'You're the best sort of girl,' responded my husband in a choked voice 'Are you going to let him fuck you?' 'Oh I think I should, don't you? he's got a huge dick, much bigger than my husbands. Do you want to listen and jerk off, while he gives it me?' There was no answer from the phone and I was suddenly aware that Brian's tongue was vigorously lapping at my left nipple in the same rhythm as his fingers stimulating my cunt. He manoeuvred me onto my back along the passenger seats of the cab, pulled off my skirt and knickers and I felt the end of his cock pushing at the greasy folds of my fanny. It slid in without a pause and I was aware of his bollocks resting against my arse. 'Oh that is so good' I exclaimed 'are you still listening Mr Bossman, your driver has nine inches of fat dick in me and it feels brilliant. Come on big boy fuck me senseless!'With that Brian began to piston his prick in and out of me all the time slurping on my tits with his big lips. I had my one leg over his shoulder and the other foot wedged against the steering column. The springs in the seating squeaked in unison with the squealching of my vagina and the slap of his balls against my behind. As no strings fucks go it was pretty impressive and with the added frisson of having my husband listening and probably wanking, I was well into it meeting every thrust and then clenching the vaginal wall as the drivers thick cock withdrew. No doubt I was muttering and moaning as his tool rammed relentlessly back and forth, but from the phone my unsuspecting husbands voice applauded. 'Go on Donk make her fucking squeal, she's some hot tart, send her home to her husband full of spunk. The dirty slut.' Panting I pushed Brian off. 'Let me turn round, fuck me doggie fashion.' One leg kneeling on the seat the other on the cab floor I bent over to present my arse to his dick. Without ceremony he guided it to the entrance and again bottomed it out in one thrust before recommencing if anything a more frantic pace.My face was against the side window of the cab as he battered my cunt. As he ploughed my thighs and tweaked my nipples, I felt the unmistakable first spasm of orgasm, shuddering in a few more relentless piercings to a full blooded convulsive conclusion. Lipstick smeared the glass as my face distorted against it in unconcerned abandon. "Arrg God!" I groaned as the wave subsided. He too paused mid stroke. With a belch of smoke and a rattling roar the diesel engine of the lorry parked in front of us sprang into life and in the next second it was gone, giving a clear view of the tea hut and the tea hut an equally clear view of us.The three men standing there momentarily were oblivious to us, but the chap in the hut pointed our way. Donk was slowly resuming his metronomic rhythm. 'Fucking hell' he said as the men began to approach. 'Don't stop' I said . Soon they were grouped around the cab standing on the steps to look in. Laughing and joking they shouted encouragement to Donk and asked if it was their turn next. I attempted what was meant to be a winsome smile as my face was once more pushed against the window. 'Whats going on?' demanded my husband's voice from the phone. 'We've got an audience gaffer,' muttered Brian without missing a stroke. 'And I'm just about to shoot my load.' As if on cue he jammed his knob against my cervix and I felt the spurts of jism spattering my insides. To the cheers of our observers I turned and took his softening tool in my mouth and licked it clean. 'What's happening?' demanded Gary. 'She's sucking my dick clean boss.' said Brian. 'What a filthy slut you've found there you lucky bastard,' murmured his boss, 'I wish I knew her.I sat up 'Maybe Brian will introduce me to you one day, you may be surprised. Bye.' I switched the phone off. As the men outside stared at me hoping for more action, I wound down the window. 'Shows over now boys, maybe next time.'Brian struggled into his trousers, started the truck and swung it out onto the highway. In minutes we were back at the services. I had managed to put on my blouse and skirt, put my knickers in my bag and had a semblance of order about me.I climbed out of the cab, again to the inquisitive stares of the drivers of other wagons.'Thanks Brian, maybe we can do this again? do you have any workmates who would fancy a bit of fun with us, but not your boss ok. Maybe I'll call you sometime. You can tell your boss what a good time you had though.'Later that evening it was interesting to hear how Gary had listened as Donk had been fucking the arse off some cheap slut he had picked up on the Motorway services. To be continued in part 2... |
mywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/mywife.txt | For those of you that have enjoyed the exploits on my beautiful wife Angela it will come as no surprise that she requested her first gangbang for her 35th birthday gift. For those who are not familiar with her let me explain, my wife of 17 years is a beautiful and faithful wife. I love her with all that I am, she is however a total slut. She never does anything without me being involved in her decision, so for her birthday she requested that we do things a little out of the norm, we usually play with couples, but this time she wanted me to set up a gangbang with a twist, that I will explain later. The three guys that I had contacted on her behalf arrived promptly at eight. The guy's had been selected from the swing lifestyle web site. They were chosen on three main points, young, handsome and a large cock, for those of you who don't knows I am well endowed and she wants nothing less. I introduced all the guys to her and served the first round of drinks. By ten we were all very comfortable between the wine and steaks; it was time for desert, Angela. Per her instruction I took her to our play room which has a sex swing and a harness for a little BDSM! She began by unzipping each mans pants with her teeth and sucking them to a full hard-on, I had instructed them to wear no underwear and shave there cock and balls. After she had each one nice and hard, she was ready to have her pussy eat, it was dripping. I watched as strand after strand on liquid ran out of her pussy as she sucked those massive cocks, she had on a very short school girl skirt.I could see the fat lips of her pussy hanging down as she squatted in front of each one, taking there cocks in her mouth and down her throat. It was amazing to watch her throat swell up as they were buried to the balls in her mouth. Sometimes she would reach between her legs, rubbing her excited clit and sliding a couple of fingers inside herself, she would then drip even more. We helped her into the swing, legs up and spread, for easy access. Each man took his turn licking up her juices and feeding his cock to her mouth, as the others licked away. My wife loves to suck cock more than any woman I have ever met. John had the largest cock of all, at a full eight inches, followed by Bill at seven and Jack also at seven, but a bit thicker. Angela has no gag problem with a cock so she is able to take a full eight inches to the balls. After each one had tasted my beautiful wife, she was ready for some cock.Bill went first, I watched from my assigned position, my tongue on her clit, as he ran his massive cock head up and down her pussy and clit to get it well lubricated with her juices. He then spread her lips with the head and slowly began feeding her his cock. It only took a couple of strokes and he was buried to the balls in her pussy. I sucked on her clit, watching his cock piston in and out of her; I could see her cum building up in a white froth on his cock as she reeled from one orgasm to the next. John and Jack kept her mouth full of cock as she took her fucking. After twenty minutes or so I watched as Bill's balls tighten up and he buried himself in her, releasing his pent up load.. Per her instruction, when his cock began to deflate I took it in my hand starting at the base, sliding my hand down it length, removing all of there mixed cum, took it to her mouth, she licked each finger clean. Returning to her clit I watched as his semen began to run down her ass in globs, this I to captured and feed to her. Bill offered her his cock for cleaning which she loves to do. Waste not, want not?Jack was next, watching him lube his cock in the remaining semen he slid into her with ease. I could taste Bills cum on her pussy as I resumed my post, sucking her clit. He was much thicker than Bill; it was awesome watching her pussy stretched as her fat lips wrapped themselves around his massive cock. Her cum was again frothing up around his cock as she reeled from one orgasm to the next. I licked her frothy white cum off the base of his cock as he slammed in her, the twist. He had her nipples in his hand, pulling and twisting them when he drove his cock deep into her releasing his pent up load, I watched as his balls rose and fell with each shot of hot man juice. As before I fed her there mixed juice that was on his cock, as well the massive load that ran out of her now well used, swollen pussy. She calls this, the icing on the cake?John had waited his turn, feeding her, his cock to the balls as she was being used by the others, he was amazed that she was able to take his full eight inches. He as the others, lubed his cock with the remaining semen and entered her with ease. It was amazing to watch his full eight inches disappear into my wife, by now her clit was red and a little sore from the fucking and my sucking on it. I just teased it with my tongue, but mainly watched as she devoured this huge cock with her pussy. She instructed me to lick her cum off his cock as he fucked her; this is the twist that I spoke of earlier. I dont lick men cocks normally, but on her birthday, well. John pulled out at the last moment spraying my face and her clit with his load. I had cum dripping from my chin and my nose, she licked my face clean and wiped up, eating all she could from her clitAfter a thirty minute break she had them all hard again, requesting they jack off on her face. Forming a semicircle around my bride, I watched as three men I had just met, jacked there massive meat off on my wifes face! To my surprise they all came almost at the same time, within fifteen minutes. She had cum running down her face, dripping onto her large tits, and then dangling of her nipples. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Happy Birthday Angela! |
threeway.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/threeway.txt | We are in our late thirties and enjoy life to the full. We especially love hearing about husbands watching their wives being screwed by other men. My husband found it a real turn-on and often talked about seeing me with another guy, although I wasn't so sure that he'd find it so exciting if it really happened. I find young, pretty men very exciting, the androgynous kind, the ones you're not sure whether they are male or female and I often fantasized about being screwed by one. Not long ago we went to a party and they'd hired a live band whose lead singer was the essence the androgynous male. He was so pretty he would have walked away with any beauty title. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He might have looked like a beautiful woman but the rather large bulge in his skin-tight trousers proved he was male. He kept looking at me and each time I felt shivers running up and down my spine and I wasn't surprised to find that my knickers were wet. My husband is an astute man and he doesn't miss a thing. I don't know how he persuaded the fellow to join us but suddenly we were home and he was sitting in our lounge drinking. My husband went to the kitchen and Ray pulled me against his chest and started to kiss me passionately. At first I was taken aback but soon I was returning his kiss fervently, even when I heard my husband come back into the room. The kiss led to intimate fondling and somehow I ended up naked with only my self-supporting stockings and shoes on. I looked at my husband and he was sitting in a chair, rubbing his bulge, his eyes lustfully fixed on us. I realized that both our fantasies were about to come to life. As Ray and I kissed, my hand stroked his half-erect cock until it was real hard and what a handful it was! For such a slim man his cock was out of proportion, very thick and long, prominently veined, and with a bulbous head. He sat back on a chair and, pushing down on my shoulders, he made me kneel between his legs. I knew what he wanted and I longed to take that large head into my mouth, so without hesitation I wrapped my lips around it. He sighed as my tongue explored the small hole. I looked at my husband to see how he was taking seeing his wife sucking a stranger's cock. He looked in a daze but his right hand was buried inside his open trousers and I could see that he was stroking his cock as his wife licked and sucked the big dick in her mouth. I suppose it must have been quite a shock to see one's wife kneeling at the feet of a man much younger than she, her full red lips stretched to the limit around his large prick. I curled my hand around the shaft as I continued to suck the head. My other hand was cradling my pussy, my fingertips gently flicking my already swollen slit. Ray slipped down in the chair and I was able to bob my head up and down his cock, taking more of his hard meat inside my full mouth. I was lost in a sea of lust, sucking, licking and nibbling on the cock pistoning inside my mouth while driving my fingers deep inside my wet cunt, my thumb teasing my clit. I heard my husband urging me on to greater feats. It was so obscene that it freaked me out and I became even wilder. I took so much dick into my mouth that the head was lodged deep in my throat and I was still trying to get more in as I longed for him to spunk in my mouth. I'd already had two preliminary orgasms, but as he tensed and my lips clasped his cock behind the head, I felt the hot spurts hit the back of my throat and I came at the same time. I shook violently as my cunt clutched my fingers. I was drinking spurt after spurt of semen yet some still oozed out of the corners of my mouth. Later my husband said it was the sight that made him come off; another man's spunk oozing out while his cock was still buried deep in my throat. We rested, talked and drank before once again I was kneeling before Ray to make his cock hard again. I licked it all over, my tongue running all over his balls and then up the length of his shaft to the swollen head. Soon his prick had regained its full splendor and although I would have been happy to suck him off again, he wanted to fuck me. He sat on the edge of the chair and made me lower myself onto his upstanding cock. I knew that he had chosen that position so that my husband could see everything. He grabbed a buttock in each hand and helped me to lift myself up and down his cock.I could see my husband's eyes glued to the sight of Ray's big tool glistening with my pussy juice each time it emerged from the depths of my cunt. He fucked me like that for a long time and I had several orgasms before he lowered me to the carpet and moved between my thighs. My heels waved high in the air as he fucked me hard and fast. Again I came, more than once, as his cock screwed into me. My husband was beside us watching while he jerked on his stiff cock. Ray stopped and made me kneel on all fours. He knelt behind me and rammed his meat back into me, all the way to my throat it seemed. I felt and acted like a bitch on heat as the young man grabbed my hips and held them steady as he rammed his prick all the way to my womb with great power. His cock brought me off once again. I thought he would fill my cunt with his cum but just before did, he pulled out and whipped me around so that I was facing him. A few strokes of his hand and his spunk was splashing against my face. I opened my mouth and caught a few drops. The man sat back on his heels looking satisfied and he said something to my husband. I got the biggest shock of my life when my husband knelt in front of me and licked the stranger's come from my face. It was so lewd that I fingered my pussy and had another orgasm. We were exhausted and dragged ourselves upstairs. Again Ray said something to my husband and I watched astonished as he headed for the spare bedroom while Ray and I ensconced ourselves in the big double bed. I did not get much sleep that night, the guy was insatiable and very inventive and made me do things I'd never dreamt of, but I loved everything. He left next morning after breakfast - and a fuck in the front hall - promising to phone! My husband can't wait. Neither can I! END |
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unlikelyredhead.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/unlikelyredhead.txt | Author Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to reality is completely accidental. Be warned that this story involves explicit descriptions of sexual activities, including some that may be considered off the beaten track. Do not read this story if you believe fictional stories should not depict unusual situations, are less than the age of consent in your social group or if such descriptions violate your code of ethics. Batteries and Kleenex not included.***It was one of those grubby Fridays at work when everything had to be finished by C. O. B., and everything went wrong. But I managed to finish by 6:00, only an hour late, after all. So I went to Max's, a neighborhood bar and grill frequented by tired business people for an after work wind-down drink, and later in the evening by a younger set, I suppose to "make connections."I wasn't feeling chatty, so I didn't sit at the bar, but took a booth toward the back of the place. When he had a moment, I went up to the bar and signaled Charlie, the bartender, for a double Scotch. He brought it over and started a tab. I took the drink and the tab back to the booth to watch the above-the-bar TV.When my Scotch was about half done, a group of three good-looking young women came in and noisily seated themselves in the booth opposite mine. I had never seen any of them before. After watching a few seconds, I realized that most of the noise was coming from a slightly overweight blonde. She had a raspy, loud voice, and was chattering away at the other two. She seated herself at the right end of the horseshoe shaped booth.Next behind her was a slender brunette. She was petite and pretty, and wore a pony tail and oversized rimless eyeglasses.The third girl was a striking redhead. Not a carrot-top, but one of those dark red-brown heads called "Titian," I believe. What made her striking was that she was so close to being Miss America material; I know I am being too much a perfectionist, but she didn't quite make it in almost every detail I noticed. Her hair was her best point, nicely coiffed, but in slight disarray, I suppose from a long work day. Her attractive deep green eyes were set just a little too close together, her eyebrows a bit too high, her nose just a bit too long, but with a pert ski-slope upturn. Her mouth was a little to wide, her lips a bit too thick, but delightfully voluptuous. Her cheekbones were a bit too prominent, though set at exactly the right place on her slightly too wide face. Her ears, wearing a triple row of stud earrings, were just a bit too large, stood just a little bit too far from her head, and had almost no lobes. Her breasts, what I could determine since she was wearing a suit jacket, were certainly adequate, and not overdone. As she slid into the booth, her short skirt tightened over her derriere, and for my taste at least, it was terrific. Round, prominent, though slender and without a hint of droop, it jiggled delightfully as she side-stepped into the booth. The overall picture was very, very attractive.The brunette followed her into the booth.The waitress came and took their orders; Vodka Collins for the loud blond, white wine for the brunette, and Remy Martin for the redhead.They chatted, or better said, the blonde chatted and the others made short responses. I overheard their names. The blonde was Patty, the brunette was Cindy and "my" redhead was Julia.I sat, quietly sipping Scotch, considering how I could approach Julia for a date.She suddenly looked up from her drink, straight into my eyes and something electric happened. My whole body tingled, my cock jumped to attention, and my balls contracted. The gurus speak of "the shock of recognition," of friends from a past life or whatever, but I had never experienced such a shock before as in that incredible moment. And somehow, I knew that she had experienced the same.She broke eye-contact first, and muttered to her companions something I didn't get, except I thought it contained "ladies room." The brunette slid out to let her go, and she sauntered, undulated actually, past my booth to the back corridor where the john and jane were.The noisy blonde kept on chattering office gossip. I didn't care to listen.I noticed that my Scotch was empty just as Michelle, the waitress, came by. "Hey, 'Chell," I said, "Another double, OK?""Hey, George, I didn't see you there.""It's OK. I got my first one from Charlie. Here, put it on the tab."She left and came back with my drink before Julia came back out of the bathroom. But it was only seconds later that she did, looking even better. I don't know what she had done in there, some feminine magic of coiffure and make-up I suppose, but she looked absolutely superb to me.As she passed my booth she casually dropped a little lump of cloth on the table before me. As she reached her booth the brunette got up to let her in and I picked up the lump of cloth and brought it to my lap under the table to examine it. I had expected a handkerchief or some such.God! It was her panties!No sooner than she had settled in her seat, than she spread her thighs under her short skirt, aiming herself right at me under the table. It was obvious that the panties now in my hand were what she had been wearing! I was looking directly at her cunny, unfettered by either hair or cloth! She continued to talk with her companions as though nothing was going on, but she kept wiggling in her seat, giving me a real animated peep show.Now, Max's place is not very well lit. Some of the customers might be, but the lighting was generally pretty dim. There were, however, spotlights that highlighted the table tops so that people could see what they were eating and drinking. Well, there was such a spotlight on the booth the three girls were at, and there was a spill-over of light just slightly to the right of where Julia sat. And as I watched, she sidled over to that spot, all the while continuing the rather inane conversation being hogged by the blonde, Patty. Finally, she reached the illuminated spot. With slow, but determined movement of her long-fingered hands, she raised her skirt until I had not only a peep show, but a spotlighted peep show!Michelle came by, asking if I needed a refresher, or wanted to see the menu. I was surprised to see my glass was empty. I must have downed it while watching the "show," without noticing. I asked Michelle to refresh it. She was back in a flash. Well, I was a good customer, a twice a week repeater. It's also possible that 'Chell liked me. On slow nights she often sat with me and talked. Well, that might be another story. On this night, there were enough customers to keep her and Charlie busy serving up drinks and food.Julia had pulled her skirt back down and brought her knees together as I talked with Michelle, But then, still chatting with her companions, pulled it back up and spread 'em.What to do? I was incredibly drawn to this woman, and here she was exposing her most intimate body part to my view, even taking the trouble to put it in the limelight. All I could think to do was to buy her a drink, though that seemed wholly inadequate to the situation.When Michelle came back with the refreshers for the three girls, I beckoned to her."What's up?" she asked."One on me for the redhead over there, OK?"She shot me a look that confirmed my suspicion that I was more than just a good customer to her."And, let me peek at the specials for tonight, OK, Honey?"I guess the 'Honey" or the matter-of-fact way I treated my gift to Julia appeased Michelle. She grinned at me and said, "We have steamers tonight."Steamers have been a favorite food of mine since college days, when I first discovered them. I nodded my approval and we smiled at one another.Michelle left and the Titian beauty parted her knees again. I played with my drink and watched the show. She actually slid forward on the booth and slouched, exposing more of her pink folds to my view. Based on what I could see of them at this distance and slightly obscured by the cushions of the booth, they were her best attribute. There was nothing short of perfect, there. Puffy, meaty outer lips, a deeper pink than the surrounding skin, not quite hid the frilly, trembling inner lips. They terminated at a prominent clitoris peeping from a long sheath. I tried to imagine eating that gorgeous thing.She kept up her end of the somewhat one-sided conversation, smiling at her companions and sipping her brandy. Michelle came back with a refill for her, and though I couldn't hear 'Chell's words, I saw her gesture in my direction. Julia smiled and raised her glass to me; I raised mine back. Julia went back to her conversation with her coworkers, but when Michelle left, Julia's knees stayed together."Shit," I thought, "I must have made the wrong move. Damn!"But then, when the loud blonde took her leave to hit the jane, and the brunette was looking another way, Julia mouthed at me, "show me yours."I couldn't believe I had read her lips correctly, but I couldn't help grinning. Did she really think I was going to whip it out? Well, maybe she did!At that moment, a group of men who had been sitting at the bar watching and commenting on the stock market ticker on the TV behind the bar got up and left with loud, "S'long, Charlie; bye Michelle," accompanied by the sound of scraping of barstools being pushed back. Cindy, the brunette turned to watch them go. Julia was smirking in my direction.I took advantage of the distraction and opened my fly and took out my throbbing, erect cock. Now, I'm not small, but I'm not Johnny Holmes, either. My dick is just a bit more than average length, fairly thick, and straight as an arrow. Tonight it felt bigger than normal, inflated perhaps by the unbelievable view I had been given, and the absurd thing I was doing.Julia grinned broadly and mouthed, "Beautiful."I mouthed back, "You're beautiful."Now, I am, in my own opinion at least, depressingly average. Average height, average brown hair, average everything. I have the kind of looks that would be great for a spy or something, nobody would remember me. Children don't run away screaming when they see me, but I'd never been accused of being beautiful before. But Julia had just called me "beautiful." Well, me or my cock? My cock was no more remarkable than the rest of me, I thought.Michelle started around the bar with my bucket of steamers. Hastily, I put my cock away. Julia pouted and mouthed "Aw."Patty returned from the jane and the noise level went back up a notch as she continued her office gossip monologue. I started eating steamers.Now, eating steamed clams is an art just as much as preparing them is. If they are properly done, you need only to open the shell, scoop out the body, remove the outer skin from around the back and the breathing tube, dunk it in the melted butter and enjoy. If not properly done, you need to wash them in the broth to get the sand out. Tonight they were properly done, but out of habit I dunked them in the broth anyway.Since Michelle was busy waiting tables and booths I figured that Pedro was in the kitchen. You see, on slow to medium nights Michelle doubled as waitress and chef, but on busy nights Max would contract Pedro to work the kitchen. Pedro was as good a cook as Michelle, and because he didn't have to work tables, could devote more attention to the food. So, paradoxically, the food was better on busy nights and on slow ones than on medium-busy nights.The steamers were great.Before I finished my bucket of steamers, Patty ended her lengthy monologue and picked up the tab. She opened her purse and plunked down some bills on top of the tab they had been running, and with a loud, "Bye bye, girls," exited. The general noise level dropped considerably.Cindy, the cute brunette, checked the tab and the money Patty had left, I guess to make sure it was covered, then got up and left as well. Julia remained, half the brandy left in the snifter. She smiled in my direction and resumed her show, lifting her skirt and spreading her thighs."Show me," she mouthed from across the room.I looked left and right, saw no one looking, wiped my clammy hands, (yes, you eat them with fingers!) and dragged out my dick again. Julia smiled. She began to finger herself, gently dragging a fingertip over her conspicuous clitoris, and grinning while she slowly enjoyed the Remy I had bought her.I left my cock out and resumed eating my steamers, checking that no one else could see. I couldn't believe this was happening!Finally, her brandy was done. My steamers were finished, and I put my cock away. Michelle came to retrieve the bowls and I hurried to pay the fare, leaving a generous tip for Michelle and Charlie.I got up to go, with a sidelong glance at Julia's place, but she had already gone. Disappointed, that she had left without me, without saying even one word to me, or giving me her phone number or something.I hurried out the door and looked up and down the avenue, hoping to see her and catch up to her, but she was gone. Maybe she caught a cab. So I started off for the subway and home.What sort of girl does such things and then disappears? Maybe I had daydreamed it? No, there was that lacy bit of cloth still in my pocket. I felt it to make sure it was really there.Though I continued to be a frequent customer at Max's, I never saw her or either of her companions again. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. 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amusementpark.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/amusementpark.txt | I'm a really lucky guy, I have two women who are hoy for me and willing to share me between them. Our relationship goes back a couple of years now, when I was dating Liz and getting some on the side from Patricia. I ended up getting caught out by Liz, but instead of things blowing up on me I ended up getting blown by Liz while Pat watched us. That was the beginning of a relationship that almost seems like a fantasy.The following at an average day in our lives, of course a day when we didn't have to be at work, earning money to live on...So one bright sunshiny Sunday we were off in the van to the local amusement park. Liz drove, Pat rode shotgun, I sprawled in the back seat. For easy access the girls wore short little sundresses with split-crotch panties, and I wore these baggy shorts. Of course, the girls had their vibrators along and buzzed each other silly the whole way. Once in a while, Pat would climb into the back for some flagpole sitting. They had a grand time driving the truckers nuts and shocking the Sunday drivers. We passed this one family that was particularly funny. Pat had her feet on the dashboard and that look on her face as we passed them. Mom was scandalized, but Dad (driving) and Junior (in the back seat) couldn't see enough. They'd pass us, both male necks craning, then we'd pass them. One time Pat showed them the vibrator, next time she mooned them, and finally she mooned them with the vibe up her snatch. The guys were in a heavy sweat and Mom was having kittens. The last time they passed us she was slapping the shit out of her husband.After they pulled off we started with the charter bus. It was full of high schoolers, 15 and 16 year olds, also on their way to the amusement park. As we pulled up next to the last couple of windows Liz propped her left leg up against the door and started rubbing her crotch. The one boyface at the window quickly became half a dozen as Liz slowly inched her dress up over her bald beaver. Right about then Pat figured it was time to start squeezing Liz's thigh, and the bus damn near tipped over from all the boys rushing to the left rear. When Pat started rubbing Liz's clit between her thumb and forefinger Liz sighed and pulled in behind the bus. The kids in the back had a great view. Liz undid her top and out popped those wondrous tits, as well as several pairs of teen-aged eyes."Jesus!" I yelled as the car started spazzing out. "Can't you cum without killing us?"With Liz taken care of, Pat got her feet back up on the dashboard for a return bout with Plastic Man, after which she decided the younguns needed a sex-ed demo, and got in back with me."After all," she said whipping out Peter O'Toole, "we haven't given the girls much to look at so far, have we?"And sure enough, there were a couple of girl-types gaping down at the big salami as Pat stroked it. Then she gave them a big grin and swallowed the fucker. I could almost hear the gasp in the bus. After throating me a bit she hoisted up her dress, faced the audience, and hid the salami. Then we played "Now you see it, now you don't" All God's Chillun, male and female, were taking notes. Pat told me to let her know when I was ready so she could show them how it's done, and I timed it so we were approaching the parking lot. Pat hopped off and the kids gawped as my load ricocheted off the car ceiling."Wow," said Pat as she squeezed me dry."Yeah," I said. "Those little girls are pretty sexy. Especially that Asian one."At the parking lot entrance booths the bus went one way and we went another, but no sooner were we inside the park than a bunch of teenage boys started yelling and waving at us. So naturally Liz and Pat saunter over to meet them."So," says Liz. "Who has the biggest pecker?"Laughing, giggling, finger pointing."Fuck that," says Pat. "Who can shoot the furthest? That's what I want to know.""Yeah," says Liz. "And last the longest?""Shit," says Pat. "Kids this age don't need to last long. I bet they can cum 4, 5 times in a row."This trash talking was making a big hit with the boys, but I was looking around for those couple of girls who'd been so interested in my, ahem, manhood. Just as I spotted one, this blonde cheerleader-type, looking at me from a ways off I noticed some chaperoney looking persons beginning to eyeball Liz and Pat."C'mon," I said, taking Liz by the arm. "Let's blow this pop-stand.""But can't we spend some time with these nice young men?" she asked, oh so demurely."Okay," I said to the boys. "See that chicken joint over there? You can't see it from here, but there's a couple of rest rooms behind it. We'll go over there now and get set up. You guys come on in after your keepers over there forget about us."I knew about this restroom from my last trip there. The guy who put it there must have been gay, because it was perfectly laid out for hanky-panky. Not only was it tucked away unseen, it had two sides, so most people would just walk in, take a leak in the first urinal they saw and buzz off. Why go around to the other side? Well, last time I was here, I happened to see a pair of swishers going around to the other side. Nudge nudge, wink wink, say no more.I went in first to scout the place, then called to the girls when I saw the main side was empty. As we went around the other side, though, damn if we didn't hear some mighty peculiar sounds coming from one of the stalls. With my finger to my lips I motioned the girls to look under the door. Two feet sitting at the pot, two standing facing it. Hmm. Quietly we entered the stall on each side and stood on the john to look over the partitions: one guy standing there moaning with his hands in this other guy's hair, his cock down the guy's throat. The guy sitting and sucking has hold of the other guy's butt and his thumb crammed up his ass."Gee," says Liz across from me. "We should have that cocksucker over to give us lessons."Her voice galvanized the two fags, and out popped the dick, but its owner must have been all set to cum anyway because he shot a wad right in his buddy's eye."Ow!" the guy yells. "Watch where you're pointing that thing!"Squirt! Another load for the other eye."It's women!" the shooter yells. Then he sees me. "And a real hunk! Come on in here big boy and I'll show your girlfriends how it's really done.""Oh yes," says the cocksucker after wiping his eyes. "I'll bet you're a monster."And damn if he don't start wanking off right there in front of us. Shameless bastards."Look," I said as I heard the boys arriving. "We got a bunch of teenage boys about to show up. You two stay put in there, and don't be bugging them or I'll knock the shit out of you.""Ooh," says the guy jerking off. "You old Meany.""Oh God," says the other. "If that monster hits me I'll come all over you again Stanley." sighed. What can you do? The boys were here anyway, and Liz and Pat had hopped off their john to be good little hostesses. About a dozen of the little turds, half of them already had their weenies out by the time I got out of my stall."Oooh, Tommy!" squealed Stanley from inside his stall. "Look at all the fresh meat!""Okay," I announced. "Keep down the noise or the park fuzz'll be in here and no one will get their nut. I'll go stand guard and make sure trouble doesn't find its way down this side."As I left to lurk near the door I saw the stall with Tommy and Stanley open up. Oh well, I figured, Pat and Liz can probably handle them better than I can anyway. They had the boys in a circle and were making the rounds helping with the wanking and stooping down for a lick or two. They didn't want to kneel on the floor though so they each took a stall and the boys queued up. Damn if some of them didn't line up at Stanley and Tommy's stalls. Pretty soon there was one helluva lot of cocksucking going on in that restroom, and every time one of the little nippers was about to dump a load his personal cocksucker, be it Liz or Pat or Stanley or Tommy, would lead him out to a certain crack on the floor to finish him off by hand. Then they'd keep track of who shot the furthest wad and who shot the biggest. And no sooner had some kid creamed on the floor than he'd get in some other line to start over again. I tell ya it gave new meaning to the phrase "fountain of youth".After a bit I was getting tired of this shit and wanted to do some rides, but couldn't see how to end it. Bingo, right on cue, in walks this big dumb park guard. Holy shit. He walks past without even noticing me and just about soils his shorts. Luckily, both Liz and Pat were in their stalls right then and all he saw was Stanley, whom he chased into a stall, me right behind him. Just as he was about to grab Stanley I grabbed him: around the chest with one arm and through the crotch with the other. I lifted the dirt bag up and turned him upside down. Stanley split, along with everybody else, and I plunged the guard's head into the john. I was beginning to enjoy myself as I stomped on the flush handle with my left foot. Nothing like giving some dufuss a swirly to lift my spirits. Too bad I didn't have time for a chocolate swirly though. So then I dumped the spluttering bozo onto the deck and raced out to the door where I stopped and rammed myself up against the wall. In just seconds the sodden guard galumphed up and grabbed me. I looked at him, startled, then made sure he saw me notice his uniform."Ah," I said. "I assume you are pursuing that oaf who just nearly ran me down.""What?" he said. Quick on the uptake, this one."A big guy," I spelled it out for him. "Just ran past me. Knocked me up against the wall. He was with a curly-haired guy in blue shorts and a pink shirt."That was what my friend Stanley was wearing. Stanley was the fag he'd seen you may recall. Nice touch that. It was the truthful detail that set him off in wild pursuit, his head soaked in toilet water. I found Liz and Pat in line for the sky ride. They giggled when they saw me, told me how nice I was to have around. They had this pimple-faced kid with them."So who's this?" I asked."This is Greg," said Liz. "He still hasn't popped his wad, so we're gonna do him on the sky ride.""Great," I said, not very enthusiastically. I didn't want to get tossed out of the park before riding any coasters for God's sake. But I like to humor the girls. After all, they're each one in a million, aren't they? So as soon as we're out of the station they got Greg's tube steak out and Liz is sitting next to the kid letting him feel her wondrous tits while Pat is down on the floor out of sight sucking him off. Shit, I was getting a bit stiff myself. When we reach the top Pat hops up and says the kid's about to spurt, so they make him stand up and stick his dick over the side for the big event. Liz reaches through his legs and tickles his balls while Pat wanks him off by hand. Some alcoholic hillbillies in the car approaching us are struck dumb, and, squirt, there goes Greg onto the folks below. Talk about hocking loogies. This kid apparently hadn't come yet this year 'cause he dumped one helluva load on the innocent bystanders below. I saw one huge glob nail this old fat broad on her bare shoulder. She looked at her shoulder, then up at us, so I waved, being the friendly type. Damn if she didn't smile and scoop the cum up in her hand, then lick her hand clean. Made me want to puke. I mean, some people!After we lost Greg we finally did some rides, which we managed without attracting too much attention. The only problem came when the girls got soaked on this flume ride and their tits were so visible they might as well have taken off their shirts. Liz, of course, got most of the attention, with her world-class knockers, but I noticed flat-chested Pat had her fans too. At long last we got to the coaster, the main reason I go to this park. It was a classic old woody, built back in the 30's, not all that big but plenty wild. It had a nice setting too. After it left the station it meandered off into the woods and down a gully so there was actually some privacy. Just a lap bar too, none of those goddamn horse collars. A real sweet ride. Liz and I usually rode in the back seat where you get the wildest ride, and Pat would sit in the seat right in front of us. Often, she rode alone but sometimes another single rider would join her. One time Liz decided to combine coasters and sex. She'd gotten horny again from eyeballing all the scantily-clad people and attracting so much attention on the flume. So on the way up the lift this one time she starts rubbing her crotch and grinning at me. Pat was right in front of her, and some guy about 30 or so was in front of me. Liz's giggling and sighing caused him to look back and I thought his eyes would pop right out of his head. Just then we hit the drop and the guy's attention snapped back to the coaster. Not for long though. Liz kept it up the whole way to the turn-around, by which time she was having a really good time. At first the guy just snuck peaks, but then he saw Pat looking back and grinning and he glanced quickly at me and saw I didn't mind, so in no time at all he was gawking with his tongue hanging out. Going over a camelback I heard Pat say, "Oh my! Look at this!" and her hand dropped into the guy's lap. We all got a little air time on that speed bump but that guy somehow got more than the rest of us. As we were pulling into the station Liz was growling and the guy was moaning."Well," said I as we disembarked. "Looks like we better go around again, eh?""Yeah," said Liz. "I didn't quite finish."The guy, meantime, was trying to walk in such a way as to hide his hard-on."How 'bout you?" Pat asked him going out the exit. "Wanna go around again?""You got that right," he said. "Let me just square it with my wife first."She was this dumpy type sitting on a bench. She didn't seem pleased he wanted to go again, and she was even less pleased when she tumbled that he was with these two hot broads. Fortunately the line wasn't very long. Liz ground up against the metal railing and Pat brushed up against the guy's weenie as much as she could. I caught this young girl, a regular hot tamale, sneaking peaks at our shenanigans and suddenly realized it was the cheerleader-type from the bus. She looked even better up close and personal. Very nice young athletic legs. When I smiled at her she turned beet red and looked away. I noticed as we all boarded, however, that she snuck another peak at the guy's boner. We were barely out of the station before Pat and Liz were both at it. I could tell by the back of the cheerleader's head she could hear them, and sure enough she leaned over to her boyfriend (cheerleaders always have boyfriends) and said something. A few seconds later Mr. Nonchalant looks back and nearly chokes when he sees Pat's hands all over this guy's tent pole. When we hit the drop the guy didn't know whether to shit or cream his jeans. He let out something between a yowl and a groan. Liz's shriek, meanwhile, was pure sex, and gave the cheerleader and her beau goose bumps. Really, I could see them. At the bottom of the drop the beau's arm moved into the cheerleader's lap and she looked quickly at him, surprised by something. I can't imagine what. By the turn-around there were three plenty hot people in the last 3 seats of that train. Liz was yelling her head off and thrashing around, the guy with Pat was grunting and groaning, and the cheerleader's head hung down then rolled around in concentration. Just as we hit the station Liz yelled, "Now!" and started bucking and whining and nearly crying, Pat's guy let out an "Aaaaarrrggh!" and came in his pants, and the cheerleader nearly hopped out of the car. We all gave the coaster a big hand as we pulled into the station.The cheerleader needed help walking and Pat's friend toddled back to his wife with bowlegs 'cause his shorts were full of cum, and Liz's panties were so wet I wanted to throw them at the guy's wife to see if they'd stick to her face."Gee," said Pat. "That looked pretty good. I think I'll try it.""Wait," said Liz. "How 'bout if I do you?""Great! What about you Gunner?""No sweat," I said. "I'm getting off watching, and I don't think I need a wad of cold wet sperm in my shorts just yet."We all laughed as we watched the guy hobble off with his wife yakking at him. Well, for once, he had the last laugh. This time Liz and Pat got in the back seat and I got in the seat in front of them. I was joined by a very proper looking woman about 35 or so. Real nice looking, just the librarian type. Nice slim figure, good ass and legs, fine upstanding little tits. I'd been scoping her out on the plat-form and here she was. As we pulled out of the station she waved to some guy, her husband I suppose, and who was standing next to the dude smiling at me, but good ol' Stanley. Hubby and Stanley looked quite friendly together, really pally-wallies. At the top of the lift I heard Pat say, "Mmmm." I looked back and Liz had Pat's skirt up around her waist and was petting her bare thighs. I faced forward and watched the librarian out the corner of my eye. She was trying not to look, but hey, it's not something you see every day is it? At the bottom of the first drop Pat grunted a grunt of pure animal sex and I looked back to see Liz's middle finger jammed completely up Pat's snatch and her palm grinding up against her clit. You could see plenty of Pat-juice all over the seat. I caught little Ms. Proper looking too. Her ears turned red as she quickly looked away. On the turnaround, though, I caught her again. This time she was looking sideways at my crotch. I looked down and sure enough, my semi-hard cock was pretty evident. On the camelbacks back to the station, as Pat screamed and Liz kept saying, "Come on baby, come on", the woman started pushing her legs together and squirming back and forth ever so little. I fell in love on the spot.When we disembarked, I decided we had to follow the librarian, so off we went with that shithead Stanley smirking at me from time to time, and me making furious faces at him like I was gonna break his fucking jaw so he couldn't suck any cock for a while. His quarry completely ignored his wife, the faggot. We ended up at this indoor hamburger and hot dog joint that Stanley obviously knew all about, and he and hubby headed straight for the head to get some head. I guess that's why it's called the head, huh? Ms. Librarian got herself a Coke and parked it at a nearby table to wait. Motioning Liz and Pat to take the table just across from her, I followed the boys into the pissoir. Inside, I took a leak while Stanley did his thing in one of the stalls. Back at the table I started telling Liz in a voice loud enough for the librarian to hear what was going on in there."Geez," I said. "There's two guys in one of the stalls in there and I think they're up to no good.""Ooh," said Liz cozying up. "Tell me more.""Well," I said. "One guy was saying 'Suck me you queer bastard. Suck my big dick."Liz moaned and started rubbing my big dick through my shorts. Pat positioned herself to obstruct the view from everyone but the librarian."Yeah," I went on. "Then he wanted the other guy to stick a finger up his ass.""No shit?" said Liz, squeezing me so that my cock was clearly outlined through my shorts. The librarian stared, then crossed her legs tightly."I'm not making this up," I said. "You should have heard the slurping!""Mmmm," said Liz, pulling my shorts up so my peckerhead was exposed. The two tables were arranged so that the librarian was quite close to me, and she was the only person there who could see under our table. When she saw Mr. Happy swelling up his big head she really started rocking that one leg. She even ran her tongue over her lips, unconsciously. I damn near spurted right then and there, but I didn't have the range yet."Then the guy said, 'Suck me till I come in your mouth, then I want your hot meat down my throat.""Oh yes," said Liz. "I love enthusiasm."Pat's eyes were gleaming. She's always enthused.I was enthused too. Liz was squeezing and milking and the librarian was rocking and squirming and I was sighting down the barrel. What a pair of legs!"Next thing I heard was this grunting and the guy said, 'I'm coming!', and then there was all this swallowing and choking.""Ooh," said Liz. "Must have been quite a load.""That's what it was all right," I said, taking aim. "Quite a load."And then ol' one-eye opened up and sprayed cum all down the librarian's leg. She immediately spazzed up and nearly knocked her table over. Her legs locked tight together, and she doubled over at the waist jamming her right elbow into her crotch to surreptitiously press against her clit. That jarred the table and knocked over her Coke. She moaned, so I let rip with another blast and got her again."Oh Gunner," said Liz. "Such a mess!"Then she and Pat jumped up to help wipe off the librarian. Liz took a napkin to the cum on her leg while Pat held it out to be wiped."Look what a nice leg," says Pat."Yes," says Liz. "How far up does it go?""All the way," says Pat sliding her hand up to the woman's bush."Oh my," she says pulling her hand back before the woman could react. "Sopping wet.""Uh oh," says Liz to the babe. "We better get you out to our van to get you cleaned up.The woman was startled, but game. There was only one problem."What about my husband?" she asked."Not to worry," I said gallantly coming to the rescue. I had just noticed my old friend the guard go by, so I ran out and got him."Hey," I said. "Remember me? One of those guys you're looking for is in that men's room with some other guy. I don't even want to guess what they're doing."So Liz, Pat, the librarian and I scooted out to the van just as the cavalry was roaring into the men's room. Poor Stanley, I thought. He wasn't going to get out of this one. In the van, we ripped off the lady's clothes and licked every square inch of her body, as well as quite a few inches that weren't square. It was pretty cool with the tinted windows. There I'd be, stuffing the sausage into this babe's poop-chute, all the while looking out the window at the unsuspecting passers-by. Saw quite a few other babes out there I'd love to do the nasty with, popped a load in fact over one black babe. Sigh. So many women, so little time. By the time the three of us got done with Ms. Library she was almost comatose. She just lay there, unable to move. We figured we'd better take her home. Hubby was undoubtedly in the hoosegow anyway. She and I slept some until Liz woke us up giving us great head. I porked her one more time while Liz licked her clit, and we dumped her off at home. All in all, it had been a fun day. I'd had a lot of good rides. Never saw that little Asian girl again though. Pity, that.END |
missys.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/missys.txt | I just had to tell my story about what happened to me tonight!! My ummm I would say boyfriend, but I guess the best way to describe him is my "fuck buddy" Scott called and told me to meet him at the club that we liked to hang out in.I was glad to hear from him as I had no plans tonight and he was a lot of fun. He told me to put on my tight little half shirt and my mini skirt and those sexy thigh high hose. He said, "Don't worry about picking out the sexy underwear that I have." It is always fun when he tells me what he likes me to ware.I dressed as he asked and left for the club. When I got there I spotted his truck and knew he was there. I was getting a little excited. I walked in and spotted him on the other side of the club. He was playing darts with his roommate Paco and did not see me come in. I ordered 3 shots of schnapps and started over. It made me smile when he spotted me as he threw his dart and missed the board; he is an expert dart player. I giggled and gave hugs to Paco and then Scott. We drank our shots. Paco is a sweet guy and I feel sorry for him as he can not seem to get past a first date with a girl. It is nice to get a smile from him. I have so often felt odd knowing that on the other side of Scotts partition wall is poor Paco having to hear us fuck.Scott and Paco finished the game and showed me back to their booth. Scott took me to the bar for a shot and pulled me close and told me that he liked that I was dressed like he asked. I felt his hand move up my leg past my skirt. When his hand hit the crotch of my tiny little thong panties I was starting to get excited. He stopped and looked at me with an odd look in his eye. He told me that "Don't worry about picking out underwear" meant leave the underwear at home. I was shocked, having never been in this spot before. Scott said "you have one more chance go to the bathroom and get those panties off." At first I told him no way but the few drinks that I had and when he said that I was too afraid to have some fun I headed to the restroom. I have to admit that I spent a long time in there as I was debating as to weather or not to do this. When I left the bathroom I whispered in his ear and told him that I did it. The smile on his face made me feel very hot!Scott shocked me when he asked me to prove it. He said that I should go to the pool table and lean up on it and move my leg up so he can see that my panties are off. I thought that it is early and that the bar is empty so I walked back to the table and sat up on it and lifted my right leg. There was no doubt that I had no panties! Scott stepped up and kissed me and said that I was very hot! Scott was challenged to a dart game and he "butched up" and left me. I went back to the table to chat with Paco. For a lonely guy he was very smiley. He waved down the waitress and ordered drinks and shots. When we downed them both I was feeling a little buzzed. Before I knew it I felt a hand on my inner thigh. It could only be Paco but I thought what the fuck Scott bailed on me and Paco is a nice guy (add alcohol and this is the thought process). I looked around and could see that Scott was still playing so I just let it happen. I was bad and moved my legs apart a little and he moved in. His fingers found my bare pussy in no time. I guess between the danger and the drink I had a mind blowing orgasm in about a minute. He was fingering me for only a few minutes when Scott came back to the table he snapped his hand back. I then had a choice to say nothing or to point the finger of blame!! I thought never to get between roommates I would just stay quite. Scott looked at Paco and asked if he was having fun with me here alone at the table. I just looked away and waited for him to say that we were just waiting for him to get back. Instead he said as he lifted his finger to his mouth and said, "God damn dude, that pussy is as sweet as you said it was!" I should have been pissed but I was a little drunk and Paco's fingers were great. Turns out he was in the line of sight to see me prove that I had lost my panties. I tried to be mad at Scott but after a bit we were all laughing about it. After a few more drinks Scott told me that we were all going back to the dorm to have some fun. He was giving the orders and I liked it. We all got in to Scott's truck and started to the base. I, of coarse was in the middle. Before we even left the parking lot Scott's fingers were in my already wet pussy and my hand was around Paco's 8-inch hard cock. Scott made cum twice before we got to the base and Paco loved the hand job.We had to quickly get dressed before we got to the gate as we still had to face the MPs. I think when they seen us they knew what was going on and what was going to happen. Then it was on up to their room.In the room Scott told me to take my top off and show them my tits. Don't know why but it seemed all I wanted to do is do what he said. I stood there with my short skirt on with no panties and my tits in full view. Scott told me to leave the skirt on and get on the bed. The guys got undressed and joined me. I took turns sucking each of there cocks they were both about 8-inches but Paco was much thicker, I had trouble getting my mouth around it. After I went back and forth a while the guys put me in a doggy style with me sucking Scott's cock and my ass in the air. Paco moved in behind me and slid his hard fat cock in to my wet pussy. It felt so good that I had trouble concentrating on the blow job that I was giving Scott; his hand on the back of my head reminded me real quick. I heard them give each other a high five and say that I was the best piece of ass that they had ever had. I should have been offended but I think I took it as more of a complement. Just then I felt Paco shoot his load in me. It was quick but I can't blame him, the poor boy had been teased too much. When he pulled out Scott moved around and took his place. It was very juice down there but he did seem to mind. I tried to use my hands on Paco to get him back in the game but he must have been too sensitive after Cumming. He would not let me touch his cock. He watched as Scott pounded my pussy like a jack hammer. Between the fucking and knowing that we were being watched made me cum so hard that almost blacked out. Just after my explosion stopped I felt Scott launch a load in my pussy. I was filled to over flowing. It took a few minutes before I could move again. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. My panties were still gone so I had to go with out. I could hear the boys getting dressed and bragging. They took me back to the club and I stayed and partied for a while as it was still early. I did not have any more sex that night as I was a little sore. I did feel the occasional drip down my leg and the cool breeze on my bare pussy reminding me of my first threesome. END |
teach.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/teach.txt | Usual Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure fiction. If it is not legal or moral for you to read works of a sexual fiction, then don't. The following story contains sex with a minor. If this offends you, then do not read it. If you have problems telling the difference between stories and reality, then don't read it.Send questions, comments, or complaints to me at: [email protected]***Man, I cannot believe he would say that to me! He actually told me my shirt looked sluttish. If he wants sluttish, I can show him sluttish. I look over at him driving the car. At least he is still letting me go to the party, but he made me change my shirt. At thirteen years old I am nearly a woman and I think I can decide for myself what I wear."Here we are!" he says as we pull up in Melissa's driveway."Thanks dad." I say rather unenthusiastically as I open the car door and drop out to the ground."Have a good time!" Rats, I was almost away from the car, does he have to embarrass me like that in front of all my friends?"Yes, daddy. I will." You better believe I will. Sluttish? He has not seen sluttish yet; wait till he picks me up in a few hours.Inside the party is bumping and the living room and den are very crowded. I head straight to the punch bowl. Doug, Melissa's bigger brother is standing behind the table serving out punch."I need something heavier than punch!" I shout to Doug over the music.He smiles at me and pours me a punch to about halfway up the cup. He then pulls a bottle from under the table; Everclear. "This heavy enough for you?" He asks as he fills the rest of the cup up.I nod and smile at him as a take the cup from him. My smile is quickly erased as I take a sip from the punch. Damn, it is some strong stuff! I try not to show it, but I am sure that I am making a 'sour face'. The fact that I am is given away in Doug's knowing smile at me."It might be easier if you drink it quickly." Doug shouts his advice over the music.I take his advice and gulp it down and instantly wish I had not. The kick of the Everclear nearly has me fall to my knees. It is only moments before I start to feel a buzz."What are you trying to drink away?" Doug had come around the table and asked her more directly so he would not have to yell."My dad said my shirt was sluttish and made me change it." I replied to him. "I am so pissed off at him, I want him to see what sluttish is really like!"Doug raised an eyebrow at this but did not say anything.I looked at him up and down, and it might have been the alcohol taking effect, but I decided right then that Doug was quite a sexy and handsome guy."Hey!" I prompted him."What?""You want to help me to get back at him?"He considered it for a moment then motioned to one of the guys across the room and said something in his ear. The new arrival then took his place behind the table."Sure!" Doug said. "Lets go to somewhere quieter to talk about it."We left out of there and went into the back yard. There were other people grouped around talking outside to escape the noise the same as we were doing."What did you have in mind?" He asked me once we were outside."I am not sure." I said. "I am kind of making it up as I go along."I looked down at the pool that took up a portion of the backyard and got my first idea. "I think first I want to go swimming!""Swimming?" He asked. "You have a suit with you?"I shook my head at him, smiled, the proceeded to jump into the pool. I could tell my shirt was adhering to my body and my skirt was billowing out away from my body.Doug just stood there at the edge admiring the view and shaking his head with a kind of stupid smile across his face."Well, it's a start!" I told him."A start?" He looked shocked.We started to get a group gathered around the pool to watch the proceedings."Yes, a start! Come on in and join me!"Doug looked as though he was seriously considering it and then shook his head. He would need a little more convincing."Come on! Do I have to make you come in here?"He nodded.I thought about it for a moment, then reached under my shirt and pulled my thong panties right off my body and then threw them up at him. There was a lot of hooting and hollering from the by-standers who promptly started to encourage Doug that he should get in the pool.Doug rolled his eyes and proceeded top take off his shirt followed by his shoes. Once partially stripped, he climbed into the pool with me. He did not make the splash I made in leaping in, but I could tell he was still a little reluctant. Of course he did not have as much alcohol as I had in my small little body.He was kind moving around in the water where he got in but was not moving closer. His eyes though were locked on my body, trying to make out details through the waves of the pool.The crowd was cheering for us now and some people were coming out of the house to see what was going on. I saw someone saying something to a new coming and pointing at my discarded panties and me in turn."You going to stay over there?" I asked him and flashed him as innocent look as I could.He got a sort of evil grin on his face then dived under the water. He nearly knocked me over as he spread my legs apart and swam between them. Emerging behind me, we turned to face each other. "Is that better?" He asked still wearing that grin."Yes, much!" I said then proceeded to jump at him as if to dunk him. I had very little chance of dunking him as he was much larger than me so a struggle ensued."Try to dunk me?" He cried out in mock terror. "We shall see how you like it!"He proceeded to grab me, not caring where his hands landed grip and dunked me quite easily. The crowd was very much enjoying the show."Hey! No fair!" I said feigning being upset. "You got a grip on my shirt. Your not wearing a shirt so I could not grip you!""Well then, take it off!" was his simple reply.I smiled at him and did just that leaving myself wearing only my bra and skirt, both completely soaked, in front of the entire party.Tossing my shirt to the deck, I made another jump towards him. He made a simple dodge to the side and watched me splash down harmlessly beside him. He then grabbed the back strap of my bra and pulled me backwards toward him."See?" he said in my ear. "The shirt did not make a difference." And he proceeded to dunk me again much to the enjoyment of our growing audience."Hey! Not fair!" I started my new protest."Then take it off!" he cut me off with his reply.I reached around my back and then stopped looking slightly reluctant, then in a swift motion, I had the bra loose, down my arms and flung it straight at Doug's face. I came flying at him directly behind it. I actually caught him off guard because I managed to knock him over backwards some before he caught his balance.Now the crowd was really going wild over our game. Here was Doug in just his pants with a young nearly naked teenage girl all over him in the pool. They could not have hired better entertainment for the evening.Well Doug took it personally that I had knocked him off balance because he went right into action. First he threw me off of him towards the shallower end of the pool. Before I could catch my balance, he had dived under the water and came straight at me. Before I knew it, he had wrapped himself around me and stood up. Only it was my legs facing straight up in the air. I kicked and thrashed, knowing now my pussy was in plain sight for all to see as my skirt fell down. I could hear whoops and catcalls even with my head under the water.Suddenly I felt something brush across my pussy. He licked me! He then dropped me down so I could right myself and breathe again. I put on a good show of being offended and stood there trying to hold my shirt down from floating around up in the water."No fair!""Take it off!" again was his reply. He got a goofy smile on his face but just stood there."Fine!" I said and dived at him.He just stood in one place with his legs together as I tried to undo his pants. Once I got the button, the zipper came down with no problem. He still did not seem to fight me. But when I tried to pull his pants down, I found that with his legs together, and with the wet pants slicking to his body, I could not get them to come down at all.I looked at his face and he was still wearing that goofy smile. I had to do something about that.I dived under the water and pulled his exposed briefs down a little till his cock popped out and then quickly ran my tongue across the tip. I again could hear the calls of our audience under the water.When I surfaced, I found I had successfully removed that goofy smile off of Doug's face. He instead had a surprised look, but only for a moment."Fine!" he said, pushing me away. "If you want to play like that."He then proceeded to take off his own pants. Even by himself, he had some trouble with the wet pants sticking to his body, but he managed it. Moments later he was standing in the pool with only his briefs on and me with only my floating skirt.The crowd was wild. I doubt there was anyone left in the house anymore. I did not even hear music coming from inside now.Doug was making his bows to the cheering audience and I left into action. I made another attempt to tackle him wrapping my arms around the middle of his body. He was quick to counter my attack and shoved me directly beneath the water. This is how I hoped it would happen. Coming back up, I proudly waved a pair of briefs above my head as a soldier would wave a captured standard on the battlefield.Doug looked shocked. He immediately came after me trying to wrestle his last vestige of clothing away from me. I tossed it away quickly and it landed on the deck among our audience. They were now louder than ever."What's the matter?" I said in my most teasing voice. "Feeling a little exposed?""I'll give you exposed!" he said diving under the water at me again.I knew what was going to happen and tried to escape, or at least pretended to try and escape. He scooped me up the same as he had done before and left my legs straight up in the air with my head underwater. He wrapped one arm tightly around my body and used his other hand to strip my skirt from my body. As soon as he had the skirt from me, he licked me again! Not to be outdone, I wrapped my mouth around his dick and sucked him once real quickly.Knowing I needed air, he released me again and I surfaced near him."Hey! No fair!" was my argument again."Nothing left to remove." Was his calm response and he smiled devilishly at me.All this activity and the cold water was causing my buzz to wear off and I was not quite sure what to do from here, but Doug quickly decided that for me. He grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me closer. Before I could fight him off, or pretend to fight him off anyway, he had a lip-lock on me and was kissing me furiously.The audience went wild anew.I wrapped my body around Doug to get a better angle on kissing him. It was absolute bliss. Doug then moved his hand down and started to position his cock right at the opening to my womanhood. A rational thought broke through my haze of lust that asked me if I really wanted to lose my virginity just to teach my dad a lesson. The question was answered for me as I felt Doug thrust upwards into my pussy and against my maidenhead. I felt a slight twinge of pain for a moment, but kept kissing him. Another thrust pounded again at the barrier into my womb."Wow!" He said through his kissing. "A virgin!"With that, he thrust a third time into me and broke through my hymen stripping me of my virginity. It was painful, but with the weightlessness of the water, it was probably easier than had this been done in bed.Slowly and carefully, Doug then started to pump in and out of me. The crowd around us was drowned out by our lust for each other. To us, we were the only ones in the back yard. I no longer heard the catcalls.Doug's cock in me made me feel like I was splitting apart, but it also felt wonderful. Slowly the pace increased. I felt myself building up for an orgasm and my body started slamming itself against Doug's body as hard as it could. The intensity built and suddenly like someone threw a light switch my body lost control and I was engulfed in the best orgasm I had ever experienced. I could feel by the pumping and spasming of the cock inside me that I was getting filled with sperm.Our thrusting slowed until eventually we stopped, still kissing each other. It was not long until I felt his dick rise again between my legs. For the rest of the night, we were the entertainment. We had sex numerous times in the pool and on the loungers near the pool. The whole time we were blissfully unaware of the crowd of people standing around us watching.When it was time to go, only my shirt and skirt were found and returned to me. They were both cold and soaking wet. When I got into my daddy's car, he gave me a strange look, obviously because I was soaked head to toe and I am quite sure my nipples were very obvious through my shirt since I had no bra and the shirt was so cold and wet."I got knocked into the pool on accident." I told him before he could ask.He nodded."Listen honey," he said. "I have been thinking about earlier. And well, I am sorry for calling you sluttish. Can you forgive me?""Sure daddy!" I got up on my knees in the car and came over to give him a kiss.Did my dad just slip me some tongue?END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 24 |
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firstvisit.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/firstvisit.txt | She had gone out into the city to see a little of the sights, leaving her husband to look after the children in the hotel. She wandered along Time Square looking at the famous lights and into the dazzling shop windows. The street was crowded even though it was only early afternoon. As she looked in a shop window she felt someone stand close beside her. Then he casually gripped her buttock with his palm and started to caress it, sliding his fingertips into the crack of her behind.She turned to the black youth and glared, "Don't touch me, go away." In England that would have been sufficient to put a stop to his pestering but here it had no effect. He moved his hand from her arse down to the edge of her thin summer dress and lifting it a little slid his hand on to her stocking clad inner thigh.He casually slid his hand up the inside of her leg pushing her legs apart a little to give access to her crotch, jamming his hand hard up into her pussy crack. Then he quickly reached forward and slid his left hand into the front of her blouse pushing the edge of her bra aside to grip her tit. "Nice," he drawled as he squeezed her breast and stroked the nipple.She could not believe this was happening to her in a crowded public street and almost shouted, her voice raised, "Stop it, I am a respectable married woman leave me alone." No one paid the slightest attention."You're not kidding," he said calmly and started to slide his fingers under the edge of the elastic of her knickers leg opening. "It's mainly whores along here and you stand out as different." His fingers eased her pussy lips apart and two fingers slipped up inside her. "You're so fresh and clean, I want you sweetheart and I mean to have you. You will be cheaper than a whore and so much sweeter." He thrust his two fingers hard up into her, working them expertly while his other hand's fingers twisted her nipple painfully. She screamed in pain and surprise and tried to draw away but three more youths had crowded around her and prevented her from escaping."Nobody will pay any attention here in this city, white lady. My friends and me are going to fuck you crazy. You'll have a good time you'll never forget. That must be what you were looking for walking about here so boldly!""Get away, my husband is waiting for me in that hotel, he will be here soon, you had better just go."The youth laughed, "You're scaring me to death. Still that sounds real comfy hotel room, you say. With a soft bed I bet. Much better than a deserted lot, we can take our time as we fuck you in comfort."Two of the youths gripped her arms firmly while one calmly took her handbag from her and opened it. "Not much dough, perhaps her old man's got it. Still here's the room key number 217, Holiday Inn on 52nd. Let's go. We had better tidy you up. We don't want to attract attention. Not that anyone will care. They're used to whores here." He straightened up her dress and blouse and they frog marched her into the foyer and up the stairs. She could not believe that nobody would care even when she tried to struggle and cry out for help. She wished she had made a bigger fuss for they were soon outside the room door, but she still could not believe that this was happening to her in broad daylight.They opened the door swiftly to reveal her startled looking husband playing cards with the two children. A boy age 11 and a girl age 9 - she cried out to him, "Get help! I'm being attacked!" Before this registered and her husband could move, two of the youths rushed him and forced him back into his chair while the ringleader wrapped his arms around the woman and dragged her into the room, forcing her down onto the bed. The youths were bigger than her husband and soon had him subdued. They pulled a knife and said the children would get it if he was trouble and then secured him with some straps from their baggage.The leader held the woman firmly on the bed, rolling on to her and forcing her head back by pulling on her hair. He kissed her on the lips and pulled her hair violently, forcing her to open her mouth to cry out. His tongue was everywhere in her mouth like a writhing snake and soon plunged deep down her throat making her gag.He wrenched on the front of her blouse ripping it open. He dragged her bra off her tits and pawed at them violently, digging his fingernails deep into the soft flesh until he drew blood. He tried to get his legs between hers but she kept hr legs firmly together and struggled furiously. He yanked back on her hair and slapped her across the face and head until she was giddy.Her husband yelled out and tried to get free and the young children started to scream and cry. The young boy rushed to help his mother but was restrained by one of the youths. The leader holding her seized his chance while she was distracted by the child and got a hand down onto her knee and forced her legs apart enough to get his knee between hers. Slowly her legs were opened and his hand slid steadily up the inside of her thigh.She kicked and screamed and partially pushed him off her but his grip on her hair dragged her down again. Two of the youths rushed to their leader's aid but he snarled at them. "No! You can have her later, but I like them to fight. It gives me more of a thrill and is so much more of a turn on when I get my prick deep in her to know it revolts her so much to be forced to fuck me."He rolled on top of her again and controlled her by pulling her head back viciously. He kept her legs apart with a knee between them and reached down and pulled her dress up to her waist. His hand stroked the inside of her nylon-clad thigh. He chuckled and slid his hand up until he reached the soft bare flesh at the top of her stockings. He sighed with pleasure. "God that's fabulous." So soft, so warm, so moist, so sweet, and so close to her pussy lips. He stroked her bare flesh for a long time savouring the moment while she tried to scream and kicked to get free. His grip on her hair and his tongue down her throat kept her firmly in his grip."You hear me white bitch! This is the way I want to take you and I love you to fight as hard as you like. But if you play really dirty like biting my tongue or prick I'll beat you unconscious and fuck the young kids." Then he got his hand onto the crotch of her underpants and pressed his fingers into the slit of her pussy lips.Her dress was up around her waist and suddenly he moved his hand to her exposed belly and rubbed it firmly in a circle. His fingertips slid under the waist of her underpants and then his hand thrust down to caress her soft downy hair.She cringed at the touch but his fingers found her pussy lips and roughly pushed between them. Two fingers thrust up into her, curving upwards, to seek expertly for the g-spot. Another hand arrived pushing the crotch of her underpants aside and lingered, surprisingly gently, on her button.In spite of herself, a surge of response swept across her belly and she felt a warm flood of fluid in her cunt. The man grunted in satisfaction and roughly withdrawing the fingers, yanked back on her hair pulling her head painfully back and rolled onto her getting his knees between her legs.Any pleasurable response was replaced by fear but with her hair painfully pulled she was helpless to stop him now. She screamed as he released her hair to get his hands down to pull her dress and underpants clear and centre the tip of his hard tool in the mouth of her cunt."Oh please stop it! Leave me alone!" She kicked her legs and struggled to turn away but his weight held her under him. She tried to shrink her body away from him, into the bed, as he bore down on her but it was no use. She felt the tip of his cock opening her cunt and sliding ever deeper into her. She screamed again and again but as her children began to sob she stifled her own cries.His prick forced ever deeper into her body and she could not believe the filling feeling as it forced her cunt wide open. Then there was pressure and pain as the tip of his prick hit her cervix. She could not believe its size as he forced it in her further and then began to hump steadily, inexorably purposefully. The man began to grunt and moan with pleasure at each stroke and she wriggled and kicked to try to spoil his satisfaction.Slowly she realised that he grunted with pleasure every time she squirmed under him and understood her struggles were adding to his pleasure. She tried to lie still but it was difficult as to her horror her body had adapted to his huge cock and lubricated in spite of her resistance.The pain had gone and a warm feeling spread over her loins. Her stomach muscles convulsed spontaneously and a convulsion down her cunt gripped his cock. He recognised the response and muttered, "Good babe that's it! Squeeze me. That's good! I think you will be getting a black kid." His rhythm increased and his belly slapped against hers while his ball sack was hitting her arse. He was now in so deep she could again feel the pressure of his prick's tip hard against her cervix's entrance and sensed the twitching that heralded his emission. "You're great babe, fantastic, here comes the black baby juice," the man cried out and suddenly the horror of it hit her. She was very fertile this week. The realisation stopped her body's automatic response and helped her to lie still and unmoving. The man muttered his disgust and kept humping and caressing her but in vain. He hit her to get her to react but she still lay rigid. Suddenly he grabbed her hair with both hands and shouted out loud. "You bitch! You're no good, but I have to cum. You've spoiled my fun but if I have to have you like this I'll knock you up for sure, then I'll beat the hell out of you before I fuck your young kid!""No, please no, don't touch her, I'll give you a good time." But her body refused to respond and he cursed as he started to cum in her. "Too late bitch, you had your chance. I gotta cum but you're no better than a wank. A fresh young kid will be a turn on." He groaned as his prick spurted in her and gripped her hair with both hands as he slobbered at her lips and forced his tongue down her throat. His thrusts became frantic and violent and his belly bounced on hers and the tip of his prick sent spasms of pain from the mouth of her womb. She felt the surge of hot cum deep in her belly and shivered that he was right about a child, as she could feel his sticky warmth explode deep inside her.After an age he rutted on her and abused her by biting her lips and nipples until she bled, squeezing her breasts viciously. He was sending shafts of agonising pain through her whole being as he reached down and squeezed her buns pulling them part to thrust his fingers into her arse.He dug his nails into her pussy forcing the lips aside to scratch at her clit and squeeze it viciously between his fingers. Then he was done and lay quiet on her as his prick shrunk and she felt streams of cum ooze out of her cunt and down her thigh. After another age he cursed and rolled off of her.The others crowded forward eager to get to her but the man who had fucked her stopped them. "She's no good. She was rigid, like a rod, once she found fighting was useless. She needs an incentive. Now, white bitch, suck my cock good or those kids of yours will get beaten and fucked." He stroked his cock to get it up again and pushed it to her lips. He yanked on her hair until she opened her mouth and pushed his cock in. She spluttered but was forced to suck on it."Suck the tip and rim, useless white bitch. If that's the best you can do I'll just deep throat you myself." He seized her head with both hands to hold her still and pushed his cock down her throat until she gagged. She gasped and fought for breath as her face was buried in his belly and stinking pubic hair.She managed to get some air through her nose as he started to hump her mouth rhythmically. She was terrified as she felt the pulsing of his cock and surprised at the quantity as spurts of his thick sticky spunk hit the back of her throat and started to trickle down her throat. She desperately swallowed as best she could to clear her airways and after what seemed to be an age the spurts stopped and his cock shrank in her mouth leaving a foul sticky mess coating her tongue and throat."Well, she's not much good even to save her kids, so if you guys are to enjoy something and she's going to be better when I fuck her arse, we need to get her warmed up. For a while she was starting to go when I fucked her so I guess she could be turned on. Get her to suck and fuck her young son. All women really want that whatever they say. I know. I have made some do it and it works a treat."The woman gasped and said, "I won't do it, it's horrible.""You'd better or we will truly fuck your kids instead. I think I would love a young 9 year old babe, for her first time.""Oh God, you are depraved!" she cried as they grabbed the boy and thrust him to her."You bet baby, you had better cooperate before we get really wild!"She moaned as she realised she had no choice but do what they demanded. She held her young son close and stroked him gently and said, "Don't worry I'm alright, they are horrid men but they haven't hurt me. I'm sorry but you'll be all right. Mummy will show you how to be a big boy and you won't mind it. Don't worry and do what I tell you what to do. I'll be fine and will like it too. It's what grown ups do and so, you will be becoming a man.""Just get on with the show or we'll fuck his arse!""Oh God no!" she murmured and pulled the boy to her and unbuttoned his trousers. She caressed his stomach gently with her fingertips and then slid her hand down his pants and gently released his penis. She stroked it and it immediately stiffened. "There Darling, don't worry. You're being a really big boy. A real man, just like Daddy. Mummy will show you, doesn't that feel nice?"Put your hand on my breast, unbutton my blouse and slip your hand in. There that's lovely, mmmmmm, that's what grown up mummies like. Now unclip my bra and touch me. Stroke me gently and touch the nipples with your fingertips. Oh yes darling, Mummy loves that. Don't stop, it's so thrilling. "Now suck the nipple like you did when you were a baby. Oh Darling, darling that's so wonderful, mummy loves that." "See the kids up for it. I bet he has dreamed of fucking her for years," they chortled, "get your lips round it and suck him bitch." She caressed his tiny penis and rolled the foreskin back. The boy groaned, "Oh mummy that feels so nice." "Yes darling this will be even nicer," she bent her head to his lap and slipped the small rod into her mouth.The boy looked worried and then groaned with pleasure. "Oh mummy that's fantastic but it's so bad."She bobbed her head a few times and then sat up. "No Darling it's what grown ups do. The lovely feelings are normal and all right. Mummy likes it and you'll love it I promise. Just enjoy the nice feeling.""Suck him off in your mouth. He'll love it and his spunk will be like nectar," they ordered."Oh no, you are so perverted," she moaned but ducked her head again, slipped the boys tiny organ deep in her mouth and sucked the tip.The boy started to moan in ecstasy. "Mummy, mummy that's lovely, lovely but I can't stop." Then he shrieked in ecstasy and she felt his cock jerk against her tongue. The first spurt of thin spunk hit the back of her throat surprising her with its force. Again and again the boy ejaculated and she was amazed at the quantity as her mouth filled and cum dribbled from her lips. The attacker was correct about its flavour. Though copious it was not globular or sticky and although she hated the taste of her husbands cum this was nearly tasteless. The boy's ejaculation soon finished and his penis softened quickly so she slipped it from her mouth to swallow his cum.She was totally aroused and said, "Put your hand up mummy's skirt and touch my knickers. Yes, yes slip your fingers under the elastic and touch me there. Yes darling, slide your fingers into the slit and rub that little bud. It makes mummy feel so good! Oh, God forgive me, but I-I love you to touch me.""Now, get him up again, young kids recover in no time or at least I did, then get him to fuck you."She slipped him into her mouth again and was gratified when the lad's cock immediately grew hard ready for more. She rolled onto her back cuddling him to her. "Now darling, this is how to love mummy like a man, I will help you, just cuddle me." She pulled the boy to her and reached down and guided his little prick to the mouth of her cunt."There darling, that's so good, now push your weenie into me." She pulled him close to her and his not so small prick slid up into her. She was amazed how it filled her and sent a thrill through her whole being. She could not avoid a groan of pleasure, "Oh my big boy, that's so thrilling."He started to hump, instinctively, rhythmically. "My lovely Darling, that's beautiful. Yes darling, you're a big man now, I want you close like this, really deep inside me, it's so good." Her body began to respond immediately and she held him tight and kissed his face.She began to pant out of control. An orgasmic spasm clenched her belly and as her excitement rose her body thrashed about under the child and her cunt spasmodically gripped his cock. Although his prick was so small she could feel it deep in her and while she tried hard not to react she could not prevent her cunt's contractions squeezing his prick firmly. The spasms of the involuntary orgasm made her cry out in ecstasy and to pull her son tightly to her so she could lock her legs around him.The rapists were awed at her passion and chortled, "See her fuck. She's certainly turned on by her kid, I hope she saves some of that for us.""She will, I tell you. She has nothing to lose now. Exposed in front of her man and kids and raped by a black man. Then forced to suck and fuck her 10-year-old son and getting turned on by it. She can't be any more humiliated. She might as well enjoy it now, especially when we give her something to make her cum so hard it seems like heaven. It will make her go on for hours as a bonus."The boy was soon spent, leaving the woman still gasping. They dragged the boy off and a black youth threw himself onto the woman and pushing her legs wide apart with a hand on each thigh then licked her button wildly. Her complaint as the boy was pulled away was lost in her throat as desire speared up her cunt. She had heard what the man said and it seemed to make sense in her excited state but she struggled to control her tempestuous feelings.The intensity of the response to the attention to her clit was having produced those familiar spasms of delight but she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and struggled to resist the pleasure. She thought she was winning when she felt a sharp stab of pain on her right arm and a warm strange glow around it. She opened her eyes wide, horrified by the leader withdrawing a syringe from her arm."No! No, what's that? I don't want it!" she tried to cry out but was cut short as an irresistible surge of pleasure coursed through her body. "Too late. It'll give you an intense thrill, like you've never known before and your cumming will go on forever and ever. You'll be begging me to stop and then begging for more. You'll become a shameless nympho, willing to doing anything for more coke and more fucking. You'll fight to get at your son and even your daughter or any man or woman available."When we have done with you, we'll send you out onto the street. When we first saw you, we had to fight off the other denizens. Your freshness and beauty is worth a fortune so, when we have finished with you we'll cash in. The young kids are worth a bit too." The surge of pleasure was swiftly replaced by wild convulsions of delight from her clit and cunt and an orgasm like no other she had ever experienced, even more intense than with her son, gripped her. The youth licking her stood up and pulled his hardening penis from his pants. After a few quick strokes on it he threw himself onto her, inserted the tip of his cock into the gaping, pulsating mouth of her cunt and pushed steadily into her.Her moan of complaint, as he stopped licking her, was overtaken by a scream of pleasure as his fat cock pushed her cunt open and he slowly pushed it deep into her making her cry wildly to him."Hurry, quick, fuck me hard, please anyway you like." She welcomed the sharp pain as his big prick rammed hard up against her cervix opening the mouth of her womb to receive his cum. She screeched with ecstasy, "Oh yes fuck me, fuck me harder!" as he ground into her and the drug intensified orgasm hit her again and again.The youth pushed until his belly was hard against hers and she could feel the pressure of the tip of his cock hard against the mouth of her womb. The pain merged into the intense pleasure that speared her cunt. Her whole body convulsed uncontrollably. She arched her back and then wrapped her legs around the body of her assailant and screamed wildly, "Oh yes please, please, fuck me, fuck me. Fuck me like that forever. Then I want my son again and any of the rest of you."She was only distracted for a while when the leader dragged the young girl to the other bed and ignoring the child's screams forced her legs apart and pulled her knickers down."Its OK sweetheart, you have seen you brother become a man and now I will make you a real grown up girl. We will just play mummies and daddies and you can be mummy. You see how mummy enjoys it and you can start really early. You will love it too when you have got used to it." END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 34 |
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roman2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/roman2.txt | PART 2The next day Gene contacted the junior college in Ankeny, and made arrangements with the trade instructor there about hiring some of his class to help out with the project.He also inquired about faux artist that might be available to help with the interior restoration of the old mansion. He found a team and made arrangements to have them start in the old first floor library, where Roman would headquarter his operation.Rachel arrived that afternoon to see Paula and say hello to Christine they chatted girl talk for a good while but Rachel never said a word about her rendezvous with Roman.When Rachel paused at the door Christine was there to give her a farewell hug. As the two embraced Rachel's hand dropped to the top of Christine's buttock, and Christine swore she could feel the slightest stroke tingle her cheek.Rachel left the house pleased that her first signal to Christine had been noticed. She might have to share Roman, but she sure as hell wasn't about to lose him, now that she had just discovered him.Rachel motored smoothly down the quiet city streets as she made her way toward the mansion and her lover. She arrived at the riverfront house and went in without knocking, she found her man in the old library.There was a cot along one wall now and someone had helped Roman move one of the huge upstairs desks beneath a window. She watched him before walking in, as he leaned over a pile of blueprints.He was so handsome with his strong features and broad shoulders. As he leaned one thick lock of his raven hair had fallen over his eye and it made him look incredibly sexy."All work and no play... you know," she said to him as she walked in.He looked up at the sound of her voice and smiled as she approached him. Her arms went around his neck, as she stretched upward on her tiptoes to kiss him."You look incredibly sexy," he told her."Why sir, whatever do you mean, and what exactly is the intent of your statement sir!" she teased with a mock southern drawl."I intend to use you until you're sore... and then use you some more, my lovely belle," he tossed back at her."Then sir, I think we should begin," she said before kissing him again.He took her there... on the desk, kneeling between her legs when she was undressed. His tongue took possession of her body, and made her lust its willing slave.Over the course of the next ten minutes or so Rachel screamed, sobbed, went soft as he tongued her, then became frustrated and cursed him. With Rachel, when passion was in play, logic went out the window, and Roman liked it that way.After she'd begged him to take her he slammed his flinching muscle deep into her burning passage. Rachel moaned loudly as his raging cock entered her body, then sat up, his cock still deep inside her, and told him she loved him.Roman was unrelenting and savage in his use of her body, and Rachel loved every second of it. They were two hearts blended together, striving for a common goal, the physical seal of theirmutual affection. She went completely radical when she achieved orgasm her body trembled fiercely, and her inflection went shamefully crimson. When she was finished, Roman picked her up cradling her ass in his palms her legs locked around his hips.He walked to the wall and leaned back against it still holding her close, as her hands held him at both sides of his face. She held him that way as she showered his lips was a barrage of light sweet kisses.They made love several times that night and she slept next to him on the brass day bed snuggled tightly against him, her butt next to his groin. Roman slowly stroked her hair and upper arm, until her small form was silent and still... and her dreams embraced the wavering shadows of night.He had slept wonderfully that night and as he crawled out of the shadow of sleep he could hear the birds singing around the old mansion. His new love was missing; he struggled to the side of the bed and slid on his boxers.He staggered down the hall making his way toward the head, where he intended to make his morning water. He pulled down his shorts and grabbed his dick, then winced painfully. Reminded immediately of the strenuous workout the little guy had gone through last night.A bit more conscious now Roman headed for the coffee pot on the big desk next to the window. That's where he found Rachel's note.Good morning Lover:Thanks for last night Roman; you're a wonderful lover. I didn't want to wake you this morning, you were too cute curled up in a little ball that way, but I did kiss you before I left love, and pinched your butt.I am going to Paula's to say hello and see my other relatives, then afterward, some shopping. I'll fix supper for you, unless you're afraid to try my kitchen chemistry, or you could just nibble me again love. Smile!Be back this afternoon for my encore and bring a treat... me, so be good, oh... you are good baby, so very damn good. Sigh!My love to you, RachelHe made the build and then plugged the receptacle into the wall socket afterward making straightaway for the shower. Later, showered, shaved, and decently covered and with enough caffeine in him to get it going, he sat out to tackle the business of the day.He fired up the old ford pickup Gene had left for him to use and headed out.Rachel sat with Paula and Christine at the kitchen table in the Burkett parent's home. Chatting and making plans for their day of shopping, actually Rachel and Paula's day of shopping.Christine decided it was too risky to run with the girls in public and risk the chance of bumping into Roman, because there would be no explaining that mishap.Later that day when the two girls had returned Christine took Rachel aside as she was leaving and asked her if she intended to return to the mansion that day. Because if she was, Gene had some electrical schematics he wanted Roman to take a look at.Faking it, Rachel said she hadn't intended to return but would be happy to drop them off for her if she wanted. Christine handed Rachel the manila envelope and wished her a pleasant day.Rachel promptly laid the envelope on the small table that stood at the entrance. Then placed her arms around Christine and hugged her."I so admire your determination Christine and the dedication you have to your husband," she whispered low in her ear.Christine felt Rachel's light touch on her breast and the sensation of her nails as they lightly teased her nipple while she spoke. She was instantly shocked, but at the same time her body shivered with the sensation of those warm hands and their teasing tickles.Rachel kissed her lightly on the lips, and then rushed through the door and out to her car. Christine stood there dumbfounded for a moment before she noticed the envelope still lying on the table.She picked it up and headed for her car, she knew from talking to Gene this morning that Roman would be out for most of the day. While it was a risk traveling there she knew she could be cautious enough not to get caught.This had been the second time this week that Rachel had touched her inappropriately. And Christine was beginning to wonder if she were bi, or gay. Not that it had been unpleasant; she hadn't been with anyone since Roman had left that night, but now she was curious.She looked for the old pickup Gene had left for Roman's use as she pulled up in front of the mansion and didn't see it, but she did see Rachel's car. When she had parked and then gone through the front door she announced herself loudly for Rachel's benefit."I'm in the library," the young blond had answered.Christine entered the library where Rachel was and calmly stepped over to stand beside the great desk situated beside the window. She stripped until she stood in her underwear and high heels only.If she were right, she knew Rachel would make a move on her very soon. She had decided on the way over to find out. once and for all what was up with the lovely college student.As Christine gazed out the window at the spectacular view of the river, she felt Rachel move behind her. Christine's next sensation was the feel of Rachel's small warm hands on her shoulders."It's been a long time since you've been with a man hasn't it Christine?" Rachel asked."Yes, a long time," Christine whimpered! She could feel Rachel's hands moving lower to her buttocks.Christine felt the inviting warmth of her touch through her sheer panties and her body shivered, as she realized that Rachel intended to have her. She wouldn't resist, it had been too long since she held another human being in her arms.When the light, delicate touch of Rachel's nails circled the waistband of her panties and stopped above her mound, Christine shuddered with a sob. She could feel the lips of her entrance slowly opening, and her small button begin to extend itself between the warm folds of her body."I know what you need Christine... please let me help you," Rachel whispered softly in her ear."Yes Rachel... please!" Christine whimpered, as Rachel's hands and lips continued to awaken her lust.Rachel's fingers slowly entered the ornate panties Christine wore and headed for the moist folds of her treasure. The busty blond sank her teeth into the side of Christine's neck and gently sucked the flesh into her mouth. Her tongue teased the velvet smooth skin, as both hands squeezed the hot mound she held in her palms."Oh Rachel... more baby!" Christine panted.Rachel raised one hand to Christine's nipple, as her other, slowly loved the flinching flesh of Christine's hard clit. As Rachel's stern fingers clamped down on her nipple, Christine bent slightly and shivered hard against the warmth of her lover's body."Christine, I'm going to tongue that hot looking cunt of yours until you explode baby and cover my face with your juice... would you like that my love?" Rachel asked forcefully.Without warning, or the slightest signal, Christine spun around and grabbed two handfuls of the blonds richly colored hair. Using both for leverage, she forced the lovely Rachel Tonsi down on her knees in front of her.Rachel looked up at the stunning brunette with complete shock and surprise in her eyes. Her face was scant inches away from the object she longed to love, and she could smell the heated spice of Christine's arousal across the short distance between them."Remove my panties, fold them neatly, and lay them on the desk... slut!" she told her captive beauty.Without a word Rachel moved in compliance to complete her lover's wishes, she held Christine's hand, as the lusty brunette stepped gracefully out of the bright undergarment.When she had finished she stood in front of Christine her eyes on the floor. "Look at me slut," the brunette ordered, and Christine noted the fear in her eyes, as the vivid blues swept up to the level of her own gaze.It was not fear of physical compromise, but of rejection, in spite of her confidence and commanding beauty. She was still, just a small girl longing to be tenderly held and gently reassured."I'm sorry if I've displeased you!" she said shyly.Christine slowly kissed the soft lips of the uncertain creature in front of her, their tongues touching, igniting the chemistry that would become their mutual lust."I'm sorry..." Rachel moaned again into her mouth."You did nothing Rachel... it must to be this way or I couldn't be with you and I'm sorry if I startled you lover," she explained.Christine's hands squeezed the ample breasts of her lover, as her tongue strove for the back of her throat. Rachel's own tongue matched the enthusiasm of her new mistress, as her fingers lightly explored the high jutting rise of her mound.It was all very erotic Christine mused, as she drank deeply from the well of lust in the energetic mouth of her young college lover. Rachel teased the tender flesh Of Christine's labia, her fingers like shadows of substance, subtly driving the heated arousal of the striking brunette to new highs."Oh God Rachel... oh baby, you don't know how bad I need this," Christine moaned into her lovers hot mouth.Christine broke the embrace and lay back on the desk behind her, her eyes pleading with Rachel to break the heavy chains of her long denied passion."Oh Rachel... fuck me, please fuck me with that hard, hot tongue of yours baby!" Christine shamelessly begged her new lover.Rachel's body shook with lust, as she heard Christine's pitiful plea for orgasm. She new it was more of course, the woman's long, deep desire, for intimate human companionship was the true basis of her plea, and it touched Rachel deep in her heart.She looked down at Christine... open, vulnerable, and wanting, and was filled with sadness. By the fact that any human would be denied the necessary, and essential spiritual food of human love, and physical contact for this long.Rachel lovingly caressed the prone body that lay in front of her, her soft hands producing a gentle whimper from the lips of her tortured lover. With sobs still flowing freely from between her lips, Christine arched her body urgently to meet the loving hands now caressing her hungry flesh.The strength and intensity of Christine's need touched Rachel with pain somewhere deep in her spirit. It was at that precise moment that Rachel fell in love with the beautiful Christine Pirelli, determining in her own mind she would always be there for her.A tear rolled down her cheek as she lowered her mouth to cover her lover's nipple, the sensation of her touch causing Christine to arch sharply against the warmth, and cry out savagely with the pleasure of her touch.Rachel captured Christine's leg between hers and boldly smashed her thigh against the brunettes protruding mound. Grinding her firm thigh into the folds of Christine's hot organ with great force as her teeth teased the suffering flesh of her breast.Her tongue ceased its brutal lashing at Christine's breast and began a slow, sensual journey, toward the creative fires that roared between her wide-open legs.She could smell the woman's need and read the tension of her body as she rushed toward that explosion of pleasure that would free her at last. Her palms flew up and down the well-toned abdomen and hips of the brunette's shapely body as her tongue slowly approached its final destination.Rachel's tongue softly traced the contours of Christine's swollen labia as the woman bucked frantically against her mouth. When Rachel's tongue at last lashed out against Christine's clit, Christine bit down hard on her lower lip to stifle her scream.There, in Christine's eyes, was a look of sheer desperation, as the pleasure she felt completely dominated her consciousness. It swept aside her control, and consumed her shame, then became the single, predominate experience, of her mind.Rachel lapped furiously at the fluids Christine's organ was dumping out on her thighs. As the salty brunette continued to beg her lover for release, her fingers clutching Rachel's hair, and forcefully pulling her tongue deeper into her opening.Rachel moved her tongue back to her lover's clit and forced two of her fingers roughly into Christine's burning cunt. As Rachel's fingers fucked Christine hard, Christine cried out her lover's name over and over again."Faster Rachel... please fuck me faster," Christine begged.Rachel moved her free hand to Christine's nipple and vised down hard on the brunette's breast, as she slammed three fingers into her sopping cunt as deeply as she could. Over and over Rachel slammed her fingers into the insatiable hunger of Christine's hot opening, as Christine bucked wildly against the brutal fucking she received from her Rachel's hand."Oh Rachel... oh baby this is it!" Christine moaned.That's when Christine's ass arched high off the desk and froze in mid air and her thick, rich fluids, inundated the hand that was fucking her. She fell apart sobbing, as she held Rachel by the wrist forcing her fingers deeper into her hungry opening, while her pussy convulsed tightly around Rachel's pumping fingers.Christine collapsed back against the desk her breath rapid; her cheeks flushed deeply, her moisture evident everywhere on her thighs and the desktop. She took hold of Rachel's hand as she smiled up at the blond, and gently squeezed it.Rachel smiled inwardly as Christine lay quietly and regained her composure, pleased that she had witnessed the passing of her storm. The cast of Christine's features was softer now and there was a gentle sheen in her wide, listless eyes, which had not been there before."I love you Christine, the storm has passed and peace is yours again... for awhile," she giggled.Christine pulled the beautiful blonds face level with her own and kissed her softly. "I liked you the first time we met Rachel but it has grown into something much deeper now," and she kissed the full, soft lips of her lover once more.Christine had one wild encounter with another woman when she was in college, but it had never approached the depth or sensitivity of this event with Rachel.Christine stood and placed her lips against Rachel's and kissed the blond, as her hands found and squeezed her bountiful breasts. As tenderly as she knew how Christine brought the gorgeous Rachel Tonsi to orgasm several times after that.They cuddled for a long time after they were finished, Christine had taken nearly everything out of the spirited blond and left her weak and completely satisfied."You're a wonderful lover," Rachel told her. And the striking brunette had stroked her hair and kissed her softly in response."I need to leave tomorrow and return to Omaha Rachel, there are some papers at the bank I need to sign and other matters to attend to there. I will miss you, please take care of my Roman while I'm away wont you," she said."I would do anything you asked of me Christine, I'll take care of your husband, make sure he's fed and healthy," Rachel told her with a giggle."I suppose I had better leave now before he returns and catches me here," Christine said as she got up to dress."How long will you be gone Christine?" Rachel asked her."I'll try and be back by Tuesday, I'd like to see you again then lover," she told Rachel."Anytime, any place you want me Christine, I'll be waiting for you love," she told her.The two stood closely together as they paused at the front door, their hands loving each other's bodies. They kissed then, their tongues probing the heat of each other's mouths; they were both left shaking and breathless at the break.Christine looked into the eyes of her lover and saw once more the fires of her longing, there was a pleading there she knew she couldn't answer now."Goodbye love," she whispered as she turned and made her exit.Rachel smiled as leaned back against the door that Christine had just left through. Her plan was working, she had now made love to both the husband, and the wife, and she now knew she would be successful.Rachel showered and then sat quietly waiting for Roman to return, she thought about recent events involving Roman, and his wife Christine. She supposed some would consider her calculating, but she didn't care.All that Rachel understood was this, that after her first lovemaking session with Roman, she simply couldn't let him out of her life. That's why she had seduced his wife; she knew that they would eventually get back together again.But when they did, she wanted both of them to feel as if they couldn't go on without her friendship. She was aware of Christine's strong feelings for her husband. And this was the only way she could insure that she would be in Romans life in the future.Once he learned the truth about what had actually happened he would be right back in Christine's arms again, and she herself would be an outcast.Rachel nodded off for as she sat there and only awoke when she heard Roman coming through the front door. Her heart leapt at the sound of his approaching footsteps.She jumped from the coach and ran toward him, hurling herself into his arms, her legs locked around his middle and her arms slung around his neck.Her lips crashed hard against his, as she squeezed him as hard as her small arms could."I have been a good girl and waited quietly for you my Lord," she whispered in his ear."Shouldn't my patience be rewarded my love," she said, as her teeth teased his lobe.Roman, being totally surprised by her greeting was momentarily knocked off balance. But as she continued to kiss and paw him... and the heat of her mound warmed his belly, he felt the old familiar stirring."I suppose there should be a reward of some kind wench, for your obedience," he chuckled.Rachel lowered herself to the floor slowly, making sure she passed over his growing member with her warm pussy on the way down. She took his hand and led him to the old overstuffed recliner at the other end of the library."Sit my Lord... and I'll bring refreshments for you," she told him as he seated himself.Rachel kneeled in front of him and began to unlace the strings of his shoes and pulled each off in turn, smiling at him when she was finished."Wait until I return Lord and don't move please," she told him.She hurried off to the kitchen down the hall and was only gone a short while. She came in and stood in front him in the sheer lace bra and bikini undies she wore and busied herself placing the small service table she brought at his side.She sat the glass of red wine beside him and said, "Don't leave my Lord I shall return shortly." Rachel had Paula to thank for the little game she was now playing with Roman. Christine had once confided to Paula about how much Roman loved to play it, and Paula had in turn told Rachel.Rachel returned with a tray of cheeses, black olives and assorted crackers for Roman's enjoyment and placed the tray beside him as well. She had picked up all the little refreshments on her outing with Paula."You flatter me with your service wench, but there is another hunger that needs satisfying," he told her as he took a long pull from his wine glass."And is it a hunger this maid might help you with sir," she said smiling, as she toyed with the lace at the top of her stockings."You may indeed prove useful, you've been naughty today haven't you wench. Don't lie to me, I can see it in your eyes," he told her roughly."Please don't be angry with me my Lord, but while picking up supplies for your mansion I happened upon a knave working in the local bakery. He had an enormous bulge in his pants and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Before I had finished my business their, my panties were completely soaked," she recited."I was so hot that when I came home and entered my Lords mansion I threw myself on his bed and fucked myself with my own fingers. I felt so wicked and very ashamed when I was finished sir... will you punish me now my Lord?" she asked him."Wench, you know that correction is warranted, now lay yourself across my knees and I shall purify you of this transgression!" he told her."Yes my Lord... will it hurt sir?" she asked timidly."I'm afraid it shall my wayward wench!" he responded."Yes sir," she replied, before laying her body prone across his knees.Roman began gently with her, a salvo of light playful slaps, with a break to manipulate her clit and explore the folds of her mound. She sighed heavily when he passed over her clit.Smack!... Smack!... Smack! These blows were a little harder this time but still not excruciatingly stressful."I'm so sorry sir, please forgive!" she whimpered."You'll be sorrier before I'm finished with you wench!" he thundered."Yes sir," she replied meekly."Smack!... Smack!... Smack! Roman rained down a torrent of well-metered blows against the stunning ass of Rachel Tonsi."You know that desiring any man but me is a sin, you also know that you are not allowed to use my pussy without my express permission don't you slut!" his voice deep and menacing as the game went forward."Yes sir, but your slut is very sorry sir, please have mercy!" she begged. She smiled as she felt his fingers enter her passage again and fuck themselves rapidly into her body, flaring the heat he had already created there.The sting of his slaps were bearable and exciting, when mingled with the probing his fingers performed on her pussy, she was beginning to enjoy this game almost as much as he did."Mercy... before I'm through you won't need mercy, you'll be too afraid to ever do something like this again slut!" he roared.He delivered a meaningful round of blows to Rachel's ass that left her squirming and her cheeks hot. But afterward, he slammed three fingers into her now sopping cunt, as she squirmed in pleasure over his rock hard cock."Oh yes sir," she cooed as his fingers deepened the pleasure of her cunt."You like it don't you slut?" he asked her."Yes sir, and if you'd give your slut the chance she'd prove it to you sir," she responded. Rachel ass was smarting now, but she was also hot enough to come... and she wanted to fuck, badly!"Then you will have your chance," he told her, and with that he rolled her off his lap.Rachel turned and immediately began to disrobe her lover, unbuckling his belt and then tugging his pants off. When she pulled his boxers off his large, stiff cock sprang into view, making her mouth water."Suck me slut until he's proud!" he told her."Sir, do you like the way your slut sucks your cock?" she asked a little too enthusiastically.Roman simply smiled at her, as she ran her tongue rapaciously around the head of his stiff cock. As he swelled, she ran her mouth along the sides of it and afterward, began to work it into her mouth. Rachel's mouth and tongue slurped around his meat hungrily, as she moaned deeply in her throat.With each rapid downward thrust Rachel went a little father until at last she had the whole thing in her tiny mouth. Roman felt it hit the back of her throat and continue down, but Rachel could only hold it there a moment or two before having to come up for air.The ring at the back of her throat was tight enough to create some wonderful sensations in his body as his cock passed through it. She was wicked on him, her mouth hungrily devouring his staff as her nails toyed with his bag.Rachel felt the heat building between her legs as she put her best effort into pleasing the man she loved. Her head bobbed swiftly up and down his shaft, as her small warm hand delicately held his balls.She squeezed his stones softly and smiled as he groaned, filled with pride that she had made him so hot. Inside her mouth, her tongue washed all around Roman's huge shaft. Her sucking became increasingly aggressive as she monitored the ragged gasps of his breath.Rachel had made a mess of him with all her saliva, it was all over his bag and thighs, but he wasn't about to say a word about it to her. Rachel took him to the edge, and when his cock began to swell in her mouth, she pulled off and left him high and dry.She stood after that and turned around then she bent over directly in front of him. What he saw nearly made him come; her full, swollen lips, were wet from her juices and Roman could see the hard little button protruding from beyond her crevice."I'm so sorry sir, but I need to stretch," she said, as she looked back at him with a naughty little smile.Roman returned her smile as he kneeled behind her clean, bald opening. He moved close enough to take her scent, inhaling deeply, she was light musk and leather and he loved it.His fingers ran lightly over the smooth skin of her cheeks, hips, and thighs and all the way up her back. As his fingers devoured her velvet skin Rachel placed her upper body flat against the carpet but left her ass high in the air for her lovers inspection and pleasure.Roman's tongue moved forward taking a long forceful swipe from the bottom of her crease all the way to her clit. Rachel shuddered when his thick, hard tongue, passed over her rigid little button.Roman alternated between quick light licks and long strong lashes, as he antagonized the hungry flesh of her swollen cunt. She moaned when he finally extended his hot muscle as deeply as he could into her passage, and probed her forcefully."Yes Roman... yes!!" she hissed.Roman continued splitting his effort between her clit and her wet tasty passage, while periodically pausing to nibble on the full, swollen folds, of her labia. And dragging his teeth with studied deliberation along the high ridges of her crease.Rachel was cooing non-stop as he continued his relentless exploration of her beautiful mound. The more he tongued her, the more fluids she excreted, and the ambient air space around them was filled with her hot scent.Roman's tongue made a flirtatious foray into the slit of her sweet ass and probed her there. But Rachel was far to tight for his tongue to make much progress at all. But he did enjoy the way she jerked, and moaned, as his sharp tongue begged its entrance."Oh God Roman, no please!!" she whimpered when she felt the hot tip of his tongue touch her ass.Roman raised his face from her body and passed the engorged head of his cock up and down her slit. Enjoying the sounds she made with each pass.He pressed the head into her slowly several times, pausing at each retreat to watch her lips slowly close together again in his absence. She was panting now, wiggling and gyrating her lovely ass, as she hunted for his cock."Sir, do think its time to take me yet?" she asked shyly.Smack!... Smack! She gasped at the unexpected sting on her cheeks and nearly came from the unexpected thrill of his action.Roman placed the head of his cock at the entrance to her dark hole and paused waiting for her reaction."Oh no sir... I can't... its just I never have!" she said tensely."Do you trust me slut?" he asked her gently."Yes Roman!" she breathed.Roman lowered his face once more and drove his tongue hard at her dark slit. Rachel sighed heavily, as the hot, wet intruder, made an earnest attempt to gain entry into her forbidden passage.Roman reached through her legs and began to tease her sensitive clit, as his tongue continued its romance with her ass. Before long just the hot tip barely made it in and Rachel gasped strongly and shivered.After that first initial intrusion was found to be pleasurable by his mistress, Rachel began to move back against his seeking tongue moaning with each pass of its tip.Rachel's tight little ass pulsed as she squirmed against her lover's mouth her pleasure building rapidly in both areas Roman was caressing. Roman raised himself to a full kneeling position, then passed the head of his cock over her anal opening several times."Oh God Roman, I would never deny you anything, take me however you please lover," she panted."Thank you Rachel... for trusting me," he replied with a smile.He placed the head of his cock at the entrance of her ass and pushed forward gently, aided in his effort by the abundance of saliva present. She was tight, probably virgin most likely, and it took several attempts to gain a foothold.Once the head popped in Rachel gasped sharply and shivered at the sensation of the first entry of a cock into her ass. Rachel's hand found its way to her clit and she began to seriously romance the tender little loner.Roman eased in a little at a time and back out gently as well, giving Rachel's body time to adjust to his presence. Her dark passage was extremely hot and almost painfully tight; Roman knew he would need to proceed slowly in order not to explode to soon."Oh God Roman its big!" she whimpered.Rachel's discomfort was waning quickly, due no doubt; to the work of her fingers between her legs, she was wet everywhere down there. Roman's pulse was a roar in his ears as continued to feed his cock in the beautiful blond below.Rachel was beginning to wiggle her ass against Roman's cock as he continued to strive for full entry. The entry ring of her passage had relaxed somewhat by now and she was starting to loosen up a bit."Do you like the way your slut feels sir?" she purred."Yes Rachel, I've never felt anything this good before!" his voice raspy when he replied!"Does that mean you'll be keeping your slut for a while longer sir," she cooed."Yes I suppose, if she can learn to cook," he chuckled.Rachel smiled as her fingers rapidly employed themselves against her sensitive pussy. It was wickedly perverse to have his hard, flinching cock, buried in her ass. She was more excited then she could ever remember being before, and knew she was headed for a monumental eruption.Roman decided to refrain from attempting to get the whole of his cock into her this time. It was most important that they conclude her new experience as pleasurably as possible the first time out.She was moaning and hissing now, as her perfectly formed cheeks slammed back on his probing cock. Roman cold see one small trickle of fluids racing down the inside of her thigh.He sincerely hoped she would come soon, because he was in fact unsure of how much longer he could last. She was hotter than anything he'd ever experienced before, and the tightest fuck he'd ever had."Oh God sir... I never knew it could be this way, I love the feel of it!" she panted.His cock was nearly all the way in now and feeling wonderful. Rachel had inserted two fingers into her now sopping cunt and was fucking it like crazy."Fuck me Roman... fuck my hot little ass with that big cock," she hissed, as she furiously drove back at his seeking member.Rachel's hot, tight ass, went into spasms sending strong ripples all along Roman's hard shaft and setting off his own eruption. The hot molten flow of his seed slammed into her ass as she cried out in ecstasy beneath him."Oh Roman... Oh fuck I'm coming baby," she screamed, as her body arched and went completely still in front of him. All except her ass, which continued to grasp, and pull, at his lurching cock as it continued to spit hot cream all along her tight passage.When he pulled out of her she rolled to her side and motioned Roman to join her. He lay down beside her and looked into her eyes and she kissed him them."I enjoyed it Roman... I didn't think I would at first, but it got better. I'm glad you were the first one, I don't think I could've done it with anyone else," she told him."I'm happy you got pleasure out of it Rachel, and thank you for letting me try it," he said before kissing her.Rachel rose after that kiss and made her way down the hall to the bath, she returned with a hot soapy washcloth and dry towel. She gently cleaned Roman's cock, stroking it softly with the warm cloth and then drying him when she was finished.They lounged together for some time after that on the brass daybed, snuggled closely, necking, feeling, and just plain loving. Roman took the next day off; he was at a temporary standstill in the work anyhow, and spent the day with Rachel.He teased her body in the mall as she shopped for new exotics; he fondled her in the restaurant in full view of the waiter. And pinched her ass hard enough to make her yelp in line at the movies. They were in love and had a wonderful day of it.*Christine left early that Wednesday morning after having a cup of coffee with Gene's parents and thanking them for their hospitality. As she motored back to her hometown of Omaha, she inventoried the acts taken to redeem her husband, and weighted the successes of all.Overall she was very pleased with their progress and was assured that soon she would have her husband back in her arms again, where he belonged. She reached over to turn on the radio never paying any attention to the sleek red car coming her way.It wasn't until she looked up from the push button selector that terror filled her heart, as she realized there was no time to miss the car now coming straight at her in her lane.Christine woke up two weeks later, where, she wasn't sure, she knew she was in a hospital but in what city was unknown to her. She had a cast on covering her from her left leg, to her neck, and she was in more pain than she'd ever felt in her life.Her head was bandaged and both arms were in traction, someone told her; the air bag did work, but was instantly punctured and deflated. The three teenage boys in the car that hit her were drinking, one had died the other two were fighting for their lives.Then mercifully she fell back into a deep sleep again.When Paula got the phone call from a mutual friend that lived in Omaha about what had happened she was broken hearted. Christine had only been fifteen minutes outside of Omaha when the accident occurred, fifteen minutes, damn Paula thought as her tears flowed freely!She and Gene put their heads together and decided it was better not to tell Roman just yet. They did let Rachel know, but asked her to hold it from Roman and not say anything.Christine had invested hundreds of thousands of their money in the old mansion. Its purchase and the supplies for the restoration, not to mention disbursements to various contractors, it all added up to more than a tidy sum.Gene decided for purely financial reasons to go forward with the project and keep Roman hustling toward the finish. He was not about to see his old friends go broke before they were even reunited again, not after this.When Rachel hung up the phone from talking to Paula she broke down and cried. Not because she was guilty about being a conniving bitch trying to worm her way into Roman's life. But because she genuinely cared about Christine, she realized after making love to her, that she was a lonely spirit that only wanted to be loved, not unlike herself.Rachel drove to the mansion that night and surprised Roman with her presence there, she usually didn't show up until the weekend. She was subdued and absorbed in her lover's arms that night, and had wanted to remain very close to him all evening."Would you please let me spend the night here with you Roman? We don't need to have sex if you don't want to, I just want to be near you tonight if that's ok," she asked him softly.Roman knew something was troubling Rachel deeply, but she hadn't offered an explanation so he decided not to press the issue."Rachel, I care about you and their will always be a place for you next to me," he told her as he placed his arms around her. They didn't make love that evening, but held each other closely, and necked a great deal.She spent almost every free moment with him after that, it seemed she was there constantly, and she could tell Roman loved her company. She helped him with the restoration in every way she could, and proved to be nearly indispensable to Roman along the way.The work progressed nicely over the next month, and a great deal was accomplished. Rachel had all but moved in with him, renovating the room he took her in the first time they met, and making it theirs. It's the place where he made her beg him to use her, and poured all his passion into her heart.Christine was heart broken when the doctor informed her that her face would need extensive reconstructive surgery.She searched her memory for any incident that would warrant the cruel turn of events, which had taken place in her life lately. She found nothing worthy of this kind of physical, and mental pain, as she lay there and cried her heart out.Over the next several months, both Paula and Rachel made numerous visits to her. Attempting to elevate her spirits, and keep her depression in check.The healing and numerous surgeries, it seemed, went painfully slow from Christine's perspective.One afternoon Rachel happened to pop in and bending down over her bed, kissed the still bedridden Christine on the lips. They discussed Christine's progress along with the rump, and breast lift, she had received while under.There were still two remaining operations on her face to go, but the doctors seemed pleased with the progress so far. Christine was anxious to see her new face, because the surgeon had said, it wouldn't look anything like the old one.Rachel also brought her up to speed on Roman and the restoration project. But she never mentioned her affair with Christine's husband, or the feelings they had developed for each other."I have come my fine woman as an angel of deliverance," she giggled."Ok, so what are you delivering?" Christine asked her."I have come to deliver you from this horrible fever my love," Rachel whispered."But I have no..." Christine paused as she caught on, while Rachel sat down on the side of her bed. She seated herself between Christine and the entrance to the room.Rachel's slender fingers began to slide up the inside of Christine's hospital gown, pausing along the way to rake her nails against the smooth skin of her thigh."Do you remember what this wicked tongue did to you, before you left Christine?"Christine indeed remembered, vividly, as the blood began to pour into her labia.Rachel's hand continued, in its unwavering commitment to find the junction of her thighs. When she touched her mark Christine moaned lightly.But when Rachel began to smack Christine's clit with two fingers, the moan changed to a shiver, attached to a deep sob. She could feel the little hooded monk, expanding beneath her gentle caress."You were so beautiful when you cried out, and flooded your thighs Christine. You were pure, explosive joy, beneath my tongue and hands, my love," her voice delicate now.Rachel leaned over again and kissed Christine's lips, and found her response much warmer this time around. Christine's opening was beginning to weep on Rachel's fingers now, a sure indication that the therapy was working well."When I get you back home lover, I'm going to strap your lovely ass to that large old desk, belly down. Then, I'll beat those perfect new cheeks of yours beet red. I'll tease you, until you beg like the pussy licking slut you really are, and plead with me to allow you to cum."Yes..." Christine hissed, as Rachel's fingers slid deeper into her cunt.Rachel could clearly see by Christine's ragged respiration and fluid flow that she was rapidly approaching orgasm. So she pulled her fingers out and stopped all movement.Christine's eyes went wide and her face immediately took on a pout as she grabbed for Rachel's hand, "You wicked bitch Rachel," she hissed!"No... no... no, Naughty... naughty. Now, you must say please before I continue!" she said smugly."Please!" Christine croaked."Are you absolutely sure that you want me to fuck you again Christine, and make you all wet and squishy?" Rachel teased."Please Rachel," Christine whispered very softly.Rachel pummeled Christine's hungry opening, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming, when she free fell into her altered orgasmic state.When she had regained her senses, Rachel stroked her arm and whispered to her, about how beautiful she was going to look when the bandages all came off. Rachel stayed with her friend, until she fell off to sleep."I love you Rachel," she had whispered just before she drifted off.Christine stood before the mirror examining her face and body; medical science had done all that it could to correct her injuries. She stripped and turned sideways to the glass, examining her body and face from every angle."Wow," Rachel breathed with a low whistle, you're even more beautiful than before Christine. Admiration and praise, dripping from the lovely blonds voice as she spoke."Thank you Rachel," Christine said softly.She had to admit; it had all turned out much better than she'd thought it would. The plastic surgeon had done a wonderful job with her breasts and buttocks. She didn't know the face looking back out at her, but the woman was indeed beautiful, and her lips were fuller now she also looked ten years younger."Do you think Roman would recognize me Rachel?" Christine asked."No way Christine, I wouldn't know it was you if I weren't standing here right now!" she said."Do you really think I look as good as before?" Christine asked."In some ways you look better Christine, you look younger and with the additional enhancements you're much sexier now too," she replied!"You will be by my side when we tour the house and I meet Roman again wont you Rachel?" Christine asked softly."Yes baby, every step of the way," Rachel replied.They held each other for a moment before leaving the hospital, and heading out to Gene's parent's house. They planned the tour two days from now, on a Saturday. The crews would be gone and Roman would most certainly be there.Christine napped after her arrival back at the Burkett home and dreamt again of Roman, it was a good dream.Saturday arrived and Christine was in turmoil anticipating, what, she wasn't sure of, but impatient to see Roman again. As Rachel slowed her car down to turn into the red brick drive she spotted Roman's pickup truck and knew then he was present.She went around to Christine's door after shutting the engine off and opened her door. Christine placed one foot on the ground and the other on the lower doorsill, and paused.Rachel could plainly see that she was shaking and bent down beside her, her hand unconsciously sliding up the inside of Christine's leg. "What's wrong Christine, are you nervous," Rachel ask with genuine concern?"What if Roman isn't pleased with my appearance Rachel? What if he decides that he doesn't want me anymore? I'm frightened Rachel, I don't know what I'll do if he turns me away!" she sobbed.Rachel's hand gently stroked the skin of Christine's thigh, and moved slowly up toward her mound, as she spoke. It came to rest with Rachel's finger lightly resting on the top of her pubic bone."Love, you're a marvelous lady and Roman still loves you deeply. You need to explain what really happened that night to him; you owe him that much Christine. Come, I'll help you," Rachel told her gently, before leaning in to gently kiss her.With her hand in Rachel's, Christine stood with a new resolve to finish this and see its conclusion. Accepted or rejected this segment of the event would be done with, and that alone would be a relief.Rachel rang the buzzer before entering the house and paused briefly before entering. Roman met the two as they entered waiting to find out who Rachel's friend was."Roman, I hope you don't mind this intrusion too much, but my friend would like to see the house, do mind if I show her around?" she asked."No, not at all Rachel, its your house after all... feel free," he told her."This is my friend Christine, Roman. Christine this is Roman Pirelli, the man responsible for directing all the improvements her," Rachel concluded.Roman extended his hand to the beautiful stranger and gently shook the small delicate hand she returned. "Very pleased to meet you Christine, the house isn't finished yet, theirs roughly about another six weeks to go. But the major portion of the interior reconstruction is over." He told her.Rachel's friend didn't say anything, but only smiled as she lowered her eyes to the floor. "Ok, well, we're off then Roman, see you in a little while, lets start upstairs and work our way down Christine," Rachel said as they moved off.Roman thought that it had been the strangest introduction he'd ever been through, as he watched the two head for the second story level. There was something strange about Rachel's friend, something... almost familiar about her, but Roman knew he'd never met her before today.Rachel impatiently hustled Christine into one of the upstairs bedrooms and closed the door."Why didn't you speak to him Christine, for God's sake you're going to need to talk with him sometime before we go!!" Rachel's frustration with what had transpired highly evident in her voice."I just froze Rachel... please forgive me, I didn't intend to anger you, perhaps we should just leave," she suggested."God, no Christine! She looked at her friend who now had tears forming in her eyes. It was then that Rachel was struck with them realization, that Christine's fear of rejection might jeopardize the entire reunion. She was suddenly filled with empathy for the sad little creature in front of her."Christine, I want you to remain here until I return to get you, I wont be long, do you promise to remain," Rachel asked her."Yes...!!" Christine sobbed.Rachel left the room and headed downstairs to the library where she knew Roman would likely be. She paused in front of him momentarily to check the condition of her own emotional state of being.Rachel placed her arms around Roman's neck, and kissed him before speaking."Do you have feelings for me Roman?" She asked him as she stroked the side of his neck."That question doesn't even need to be asked Rachel, you know I do," he replied."Then you'd better sit down lover... I have something to tell you!"Rachel began with the rape, and explained the drugs. She covered Christine's search for him, and the plan she formulated on her own after his discovery. Last of all Rachel expounded on Christine's accident and long painful surgery's.Rachel could see the self-accusation in his face along with his pain and confusion."I know this is all a shock my love, and I am fearful too. As I have no idea where it leaves the two of us, and I so want to keep you in my life Roman. I love you!" she said softly as her eyes misted from the stress.Roman held her closely and whispered, "Whatever comes out of today you must never leave me Rachel... I need you!"Rachel placed the side of her face at his chest and with her arms around his waist, she wept. "Oh Roman, you'll need to drive me away love," she sobbed."Wait... wait here Roman and I'll bring Christine to you," Rachel told him.When Christine entered the room her heart was racing, her legs weak, and her mouth parched.Roman looked again at the woman in front of him, she didn't look a thing like the Christine he'd known, but she was beautiful. He could plainly see that she was stressed emotionally, her nerves drawn tightly."Hello Roman," she said after stopping in front of him.When her eyes swept up to meet his own, Roman knew his wife. He took her in his arms and kissed her. Christine's emotions flared and overcome by the closeness' of him began to cry tears rolled down her face as she shook next to the man she had missed so long now."There is one other thing you should know Roman, Rachel has become my lover through all of this and I have developed very deep feelings for her. I don't want that to end, I truly do care for her Roman, and don't want to hurt her," she told him.Roman placed his lips close to Christine's ear and spoke low so only she could hear, then recited. The heart of love is a fragile life But a gentle breeze may end its light And the night embrace its stillness... forever more Love while you can for the night comes And the stillness beckons always"Its beautiful Roman, did you write it?" Christine asked."Yes wife, I did," he told her."I understand your position Christine, but you should know that I and Rachel have also been involved with each other, and I'm in love with her as well. I wouldn't dream of sending her away wife," he saidRachel walked up to their side and offered her lips to Roman who kissed her lightly and smiled. Rachel then turned to Christine for assurance and felt Christine place her hand directly on her mound before brushing lips with her.Reaching down, Rachel immediately divested herself of her pullover dress, and stood beside them in her panties, bra, stockings, and high heels. Christine turned fully toward her and kissed her again, as her hand snaked into Rachel's briefs. Rachel groaned out loud as Christine's warm fingers passed over her tender clit.While the two were embraced, Roman stepped behind Rachel matching his bulge with the crease of her lovely ass, and pulled her tightly against him. He raised his hands to her breasts and began to gently maul her soft globes. It was so very exciting to Christine, that both she and Roman would make love to this beautiful creature at the same time."I love you both very much," Rachel whispered.Christine kneeled in front of Rachel and tugged her undies down to her ankles, and then removed them. Roman then let his cock rest and extend between her legs, just below her gaping pussy lips, and employed his mouth, tongue, and teeth against the side of her neck.At the first touch of Christine's tongue on her folds, Rachel shivered deeply and whimpered. Knowing what was coming stirred her body deeply. Christine's adept tongue immediately excited her, as it probed the most intensely sensitive area of her being. Christine also passed that wicked tongue over the head of Romans projected cock periodically, making him unsteady on his feet."Oh god you two, I'm getting very hot!" she said between gasps.Rachel stepped away from Christine's inquisitive tongue and sat down on the edge of the leather sofa. Her feet were flat on the edge and wide, as her ass was likewise positioned so her pussy was easily accessible."Come Christine to your duty," she giggled."And you Roman, my love forever, I want to see you take her from behind," she told him smiling.Roman looked at Christine and smiled, her lips rushed to his and kissed him before she moved off, to kneel before Rachel.Christine looked into Rachel's eyes and gave her lover a sensuous smile, and immediately rammed her hard tongue into the passage waiting before her. Rachel gasped and her hips jerked sharply, with Christine's brutal entry into her cunt. Christine varied her speed and pressure on the beautiful young blond, and bringing all of her culinary skills to bear had the wench whimpering in no time at all."Does my taste and scent appeal to you Lover?" she asked Christine between gasps."You always appeal to me my heart" Christine responded.Roman had positioned himself behind his wife and prepared to make his entry, but he tarried. He dallied at the shocking contrast of his wife's dark gypsy hair against the smooth, creamy white skin, of Rachel's thighs. It aroused him, who besides a raven headed; browned eyed Italian would consider sex, an artistic art form. But the sight before him convinced him so, it was feminine in nature and dynamically erotic, and Roman loved it.As he had watched Christine ravenously devour Rachel, he had passed his fingers unconsciously over Christine's clit repeatedly. Unnoticed by him, her hips were bucking wildly now, and her outer folds were swollen and glistening."Oh God Roman... I have missed you so much!" Christine cried out, as Roman savagely took what was his, impaling her with his full length.His cock was immediately saturated with the hot, heady fluids, of his passionate wife's body. He pumped her rapidly as he lightly slapped her cheek, loving the crack of flesh on flesh. His eyes leveled with Rachel's in front of him, and found her delirious with lust.He slapped Christine's ass again several times as he pumped his burgeoning cock into her wet slit. Roman ran his finger through the wet fluids of Christine's hot cunt, and passed it over her dark hole. Then began to tease the tight opening, tickling it with his fingernail and probing it lightly as he fucked her.Christine threw back her head and hissed at him, as his first knuckle made its way past her tight ring, "Only you can do this to me Roman... make me feel like a cheap, hot slut out of control... and make me love it!"Roman smiled, as her body began to quake and shudder, while his finger seated itself deeply in her hot ass."Oh fuck Roman... you bastard, I love you!!" Christine screamed back at him, as her orgasm began.As Roman looked on, Rachel's eyes were wide open and fevered, as she began to scream as well.Christine flat lined, as relating to her body movement, and her fluids inundated Romans groin. Her pussy convulsed tightly on his lurching cock, as he emptied himself in the soft clutches of her raging passage.Later, when calm sanity prevailed again, they all three snuggled on the sofa. And touched, fondled, laughed and made fun of each other, and all fell in love together."Christine we must decide if we're going to remain in Omaha, or start over here, I think that Rachel needs to be the one to make that decision for all of us because she's still in college. There are some excellent institutions back home but she may not want to switch," Roman told them."Because of course, she's going to move in with us. I know neither of us can picture life without her again, because both of us are in love with her," he had continued.Rachel jumped right in at the pause and said, "I will not impose on your lives that way, we are lovers and I will follow the two of you where ever you choose to live. I can finish my credits anywhere," she told them."We can settle all of this tomorrow... but right now. Come here Rachel," Roman said, as the bulge in his shorts flinched wild with new life again.End [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 59 |
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susan.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/susan.txt | The vacation last year started like every other. Susan my wife and I had decided on a Jamaican holiday. Married for 9 years, we were looking for some kind of adventure. Sex was pretty straight, that is no swinging. Susan recently turned us on to x-rated movies to spice things up. In fact it was a movie we had recently seen, that had given us the Jamaican vacation idea. Looking back, I remember how turned on Susan got during an interracial scene. We actually watched that movie twice, and the sex was torrid. Our first day in Jamaica, we lay out by the pool, Susan had on a small bikini that really accentuated her great figure. Susan is 5'5"and about 120 pounds. She has long brown hair and an athletic body. Susan's breasts are natural and more than a handful, with thick dark nipples. The resort was one Susan had found on the Internet. The place was a little run down, but very inexpensive, and big with Europeans. While laying out, we noticed a number of single white women, who had taken up with the local men. Several of the men by the pool were sporting really incredible bulges which at one point drew a remark from Susan to the effect that the myths about black men was surely true. I thought little of that remark at the time. That night we decided to go clubbing. We had gone to a couple of places and had a few drinks. Feeling buzzed, Susan asked the taxi driver to take us to a local's hangout. Susan was wearing a short little sundress that showed off her great figure and ample cleavage. The driver who took every opportunity to check Susan out, suggested a small club. "I'm sure you will like the place miss, not sure about the mister," he said with a wink and a smile that exposed a gold tooth. Susan was high, and said she felt adventuresome, so we agreed to go to the place. The bar was small and dark. We ordered drinks and as our eyes adjusted to the light it became apparent that I was the only white guy in the place. On the other hand there were several white women in the club, who had hooked up with locals. I later found out it was a place tourist women went to go native. In fact, right next to us in a booth was a young petite redhead, who was getting mauled by a Rastafarian. Based on the way she was grabbing him, she was loving every minute of it. Sue was facing their direction and was getting quite a show. "Honey I think she's going to fuck him right here. She just unzipped him and, oh my God he's huge," Susan said, gulping down her drink. I got up to get another round and to get a better look at our amorous couple. Sue was right the guy was big. The redhead had her right hand curled around his shaft and was pumping away. Ordering a drink, I turned around to see a tall black man talking to Susan. He offered his hand and Susan took it, following him on to the dance floor. They danced one fast, then a slow number. During the second dance I could tell he was holding Susan close to his body. The man was about 6'5" and seemed to tower over Susan by a foot maybe more. I'm not the jealous type and really though nothing of it. In fact, I've seen lots of guys hit on Susan and if anything have always found it strangely exciting. When Susan returned to the table I jokingly asked if her new friend was as big as our friends in the next both. "Believe it or not he maybe bigger," she said. Susan then proceeded to tell me that she could feel his cock up against her and that it was very hard and very large. My wife seemed animated, as she described her dance with the tall black man. I was about to ask her if he had turned her on, when the waiter walked up with a couple of shooters. My wife new friend had just bought us a round. Susan lifted her glass to him and swallowed the shot. A few minutes later our friend walked up with a couple more shooters. "Since you enjoyed the last ones, I thought why not a couple more," he said in a deep voice. He introduced himself as James, and with a big smile asked if he could sit down. Susan was quick to insist that he join us. We made small talk for a while; during that time James did little to hide his attraction to Susan. As I said, my wife is a stunner, and James never took his eyes of her. Susan at the same time appeared mesmerized by him, staring at James and totally enthralled with his every word. After a couple more shooters, he asked Susan to dance again. I could tell Susan was tipsy from all the drinks she had had. As James led her by the hand out to the dance floor, she swayed from the liquor. Susan can be quite provocative when she has a little to drink and James was quick to take advantage. The first song was a fast number and by the time the song was over James had pulled Susan close to him. James had his leg pushed up against Susan's cunt and was grinding away to the beat of the music. I knew Susan was getting turned on; by the way she opened her legs as they danced. I probably should have interceded, but I was excited by what I was witnessing. During the next slow dance Susan's eyes were closed as she rested her head on his chest. I was starting to get a little alarmed as James let his hands drop to her butt. I expected Susan to stop him, but if anything she seemed to pull him closer. I could see that James was saying something to Susan, as he would, from time to time, nuzzle her ear. When the dance ended I lost the two of them in the crowd. The last I saw of Susan was James leading her away from our table, towards the other end of the club. After five minutes I decided to look for them. There was a dark hallway at the back corner of the lounge. I entered the hallway and as my eyes adjusted to the dark I could make out a couple leaning against the wall. The man, black had his back to me and his shoulders prevented me from seeing the woman's face. I could tell she was white because I could see her tanned shoulder and part of her breast. The top half of the woman's dress had been pulled down around her waist. The black man was leaning over the woman and was sucking and biting the woman's left tit. The woman meanwhile was working on his pants in a frenzied manner. The man's hand was between the woman's legs, when I saw him tear her flimsily panties off, discarding them to the floor. Then the man crouched down and the woman lifted her left leg high in the air as the man dipped and moved his body up. I realized they were about to fuck right there in the club. The thought never entered my mind that the woman was my wife. This woman was wild with lust. My dick was very hard as I watched the man lift the woman effortlessly off the ground. In the dim light it was difficult to see how large the guy's cock was, but there was no mistaking the pleasure it gave the woman as he entered her. It was the voice that I recognized first."Oh god, you feel so good," the women moaned out loud. I did a double take as I realized the voice belonged to Susan. "Oh fuck that feels so good, fuck me with your big cock," she exclaimed. I had never heard Susan talk like this before. James lifted Sue off the ground easily all the while pumping his cock in and out of her. Susan's moaning increased, announcing her first orgasm. James moved with powerful strokes as he fucked Susan; bring her to an incredible orgasm. Every now and then he would stop, almost teasing Susan to ask for more. "Don't stop, please, it feels so good," she would say. The scene was so erotic that suddenly I felt my cock start to spurt. I tried to keep myself from cumming by grabbing my dick, but I still came. Meanwhile Susan was already cumming again, "Oh don't stop, fuck me, keep fucking me! Oh your cock is so good!" she kept repeating.James's movements began to quicken as he came closer to cumming. "You like black cock don't you girl, tell me," James commanded. "Yes, yes cum in me, fuck me, oh you are so fuckin good," Susan slurred as she came once more. Suddenly, James bellowed and he slammed Susan against the wall as he impaled her on his cock. His pace quickened still, as he shot his hot cum deep into her cunt. I wondered for the first time if they had used protection. I knew it was to late to change things now, as I watched James repeatedly pump my wife full of his black seed. My mind reeled with what I had just witnessed. Confused, I hurriedly went to the men's room were I cleaned the mess I had made of my trousers. When I returned to the table, James was sitting there with a sly smile on his face. "Susan is in the ladies room, fleshing up. We went outside for some air, you don't mind, do you?" James said, more of a statement than a question. I mumbled that it was okay, and for the first time I was a little frightened by his demeanor. When Susan returned to the table she was quite drunk and told me she wanted to go back to the room. We said goodnight to James and grabbed a taxi. In the car Susan passed out and I literally had to carry her back to the room. Laying Susan on the bed I began removing her dress. Her panties were gone and the lips of her cunt were swollen and cum was still oozing out. A large amount of cum was still drying on the insides of her thigh. Susan's left breast had a large bite mark near her nipple, which was also swollen and extended. Susan and I had been trying to have a child for the last two years, now I couldn't help wondering if James had given her his child. I felt a strange mixture of rage and excitement as I placed my finger to Susan's cunt lips. The light brown hair of her neatly trimmed bush was matted with dried cum. Susan's pussy was sopping wet as my finger penetrated her inter folds. Susan stirred and turned over as I withdrew my finger. My finger was coated with thick stringy cum. Just then I wanted Susan more than ever. Spooning up behind her, I easily slid my dick into her hot cunt. Susan started to protest, mumbling she was tired, but I was too hot to stop. I was buried to the hilt on my first stroke. Her pussy was so wet and loose I couldn't believe it. The vision of her fucking James in the hallway filled my mind, causing me to cum in just two or three thrusts. I came very hard mixing my sperm with that of James. Susan immediately turned away from me, forcing my dick to slip out of her pussy. I went to clean my cum covered dick, and returning, found Sue sound asleep.The next morning, I awoke to find Susan fresh out of the shower, in her bikini. "I'm going down to the pool and get a Bloody Mary, my head is pounding. Please don't let me drink like that again. I got so drunk last night I fell against the bathroom stink bruising my boob. Look," Susan said, showing me the dark purple hickey James had given her. Susan didn't mention our having sex and I realized much to my chagrin that she didn't remember. I reminded Sue that I had set up a golf lesson and 18 holes for the remainder of the morning and most of the afternoon. Susan gave me a kiss and left for the pool. I laid around for a while showered and walked over to the window, which looked out on the pool. I still hadn't decided how I would breach the subject of Susan's indiscretion with James when I received my next surprise. There, sitting in a lounge chair next to Sue was James. James had removed his shirt and even from the window I could see his lean, well-muscled body. His skin was blue-black in the sun. I could tell Susan looked a little distressed. I saw Susan gather her things and start heading back in the direction of the room. She had gotten about half way when James got up and followed. I didn't know what to think, so I decided to hide out in the closet. Susan entered shortly there after, and went into the restroom. Moments later there was a nock on the door. Sue asked who was at the door and James answered. "I told you what happened last night can never happen again. I was drunk and you took advantage of me," Susan said through the door. "Open the door," James commanded. Susan cracked the door and James pushed his way in. "Don't give me that shit girl, last night you couldn't get enough Jamaican cock. You know and I know that now that you had a taste of this cock, all you can think about is when your going to get it again," James said, all the while walking closer to Susan."I'm married, my husband could be back at any time, please don't," Susan started to say, when James took her in his arms and kissed her.At first Susan's arms were hanging limp by her sides, but James was not to be denied. Holding her tight his thick lips smothered her mouth and when she tried to speak James worked his tongue into her mouth. At first, Susan brought her hands up against his chest in protest. Then as the smoldering kiss continued, I saw Susan's hands begin caressing the coal black arms of her lover. James moved his hand up her back and untied the string to her top. Breaking the kiss, Susan said, "I can't do this, I could get pregnant.""It's a little late for that girl after last night, but if you want me to pull out, I will. Now take that bathing suit off, so I can take care of you good.""This is crazy, I mean," but before Sue could finish her sentence, James pushed her down on the bed. Then throwing her top to the floor, James kissed his way down to Susan's nipple and began licking and sucking in earnest. Susan's dark nipple's thickened and grew from the attention James was giving them.Susan loves to have her nipples sucked on and any pretext of resistance was soon gone. Her hands went to his head, as he sucked her nipple to full extension. At the same time he worked her bathing suit bottoms down to her knees. Susan then kicked them off, signaling James that his conquest was complete. James probed her pussy lips with his large fingers. As his fingers dipped in and out of her pussy, I could see they wet with Susan's moisture. Susan in the mean time had started groping at James's cock. "You're so big, I'm so amazed I took it all last night," Susan said her breathing becoming more rapid. I knew she was rapidly approaching orgasm, as was I. Susan's body shuddered with an orgasm as she came all over James's hand. O God I'm cumming so hard," she moaned as she bit down on James shoulder. "Undo my pants," James said. Susan quickly untied his shorts. For the first time I saw his cock. I have always though of myself as being average about 5 to 6 inches and about 2inches thick. James was a good 9 inches long and at least 3 inches thick. Susan's hand could barely wrap around the base of his cock, as she lovingly caressed him. Susan's nipples were rock hard and her pussy was making sucking sounds as James worked two fingers in and out of her."Last night was like a dream, I mean I knew you were big, but I just thought it was my imagination. Now laying here with you I can't believe this is actually happening. I want you so bad, I just can't help myself," Susan moaned in resignation. Smiling, James rolled on top of Susan and with one hand placed the head of his cock against the folds of Susan's swollen cunt. Then he started rubbing it up and down her slit. The effect on Susan was devastating. Susan was looking down between her legs at what James was doing. I'm not sure if it was the contrast of their skins or just the massive tool James was rubbing on her clit but she was rocked by an incredible orgasm. I too could no longer hold back and came, and came hard. At the same time Susan was rapidly getting frustrated. Please James don't tease me "'she begged, as James rubbed more vigorously. I though you were afraid of getting pregnant?" James said his voice dripping with sarcasms."Just pull out before you cum, now please fuck me with your big cock," Susan was rocked with yet another orgasm as I watched. To say I had placed myself in a difficult position would be and under statement. Now that I was over the initial excitement of watching these two, my thoughts turned to more serious matters like; was my wife falling for this guy, was he about to impregnate her. I probably could have stopped both these things from happening, had it not been for the fact that I was standing in the closet in my underwear. I watched helplessly as James began sliding his big cock into my wife. Inch by inch pumped it into Susan. Susan was completely enthralled, as she watched him work that black cock into her pussy. "You are incredible, it feels so good," Sue kept repeating. My jealousy was forming a huge knot in my stomach. Susan had never said these things to me. As James rammed his cock deep into Susan 's cunt she raped her legs around his hips and came again, very hard. James had worked his entire cock into my wife's cunt and she was more than enjoying it, she seemed crazed. Susan's pussy lips seemed to cling to James's cock with every stroke. James began picking up the pace, his balls slapping up against her ass, was quite audible, even from the closet. "Yes oh yes it's so good, don't stop," Susan started repeating. Suddenly I watched James tense and I realized he was about to cum. Susan seemed to be saying cum in me and James was there to oblige. Instead of pulling out, James plunged his cock deep into Sue's pussy. Then, James groaned like a bull as he sent his seed flooding into Sue's pussy. Susan's eyes seem to glaze over as he continued pumping his cum into her. "OH yes! That's it, cum in me! Cum in me! I can feel it!" Sue cried out. Rivulets of his cum began appearing around the base of James's cock as his stroke slowed. The pulsing jets of hot cum, sent Susan into a mind numbing orgasm, that left her body convulsing in pleasure. Finally James collapsed on Susan, but he didn't roll off. James holding Susan tight, rolled over on his back, holding Susan in place. They laid there some time, Susan on top, with James 's semi hard cock imbedded in her cum soaked pussy. Susan then began covering James's face and neck with kisses, all the while telling him how good he was, and how great she felt.After about five minutes, Susan tried to get up, but James insisted that she stay on top of him. James claimed he wasn't finished, that he wanted to make love to her again. Susan said she could feel his cock still pulsing from time to time as his sperm shot deep into her hot pussy. James said that he wanted to make sure that she stayed wet and didn't want any of his cum to leak out. "Do you want me wet or pregnant? I can't believe I let you cum in me a second time. What if I'm pregnant, how will I explain a black baby to my husband," Susan moaned in frustration. "Sorry girl, but it felt to good to pull out. Now admit it, you love having this black cock fill you up with cum. Besides it's to late to worry about getting pregnant, lets enjoy ourselves," James answered. I realized then, he wanted to get Susan pregnant, but like Susan said, after the previous night it hardly made a difference. James kept his massive cock fully imbedded in Sue for about ten minutes while they made small talk. Then I noticed a slow rhythmic movement to Susan's hips. James was getting hard again. Now stretched and well lubricated from the large amounts of cum James had deposited in Susan's pussy, she had no problem taking all of him. Susan moved into a crouching position and placing her hands on his chest and began pumping up and down on his black meat. Susan was stroking her cunt up and down the entire length of James's cock. Susan loves this position and while she has tried it with me several times, she clearly liked it more with James. I have a tendency to slip out when Susan really gets going. James on the other hand was so big, that even with Sue taking large strokes, his cock never slipped out. Susan soon worked herself into a sweat that left her body covered with a thin sheen of moisture. The base of James's cock was white from the juices of his and Susan's cum. I had never seen my wife so excited.After about five minutes, James, smiling up at Susan told her he was about to cum. I could tell James was supremely confident that Susan wouldn't stop. James was right. This time it was Susan who told him to cum. "Fuck me, I want to feel your cock cum in me," Susan exclaimed as she too began cumming again."You want me to cum in you," James taunted. "Yes cum, please cum in me," Susan kept repeating. James obliged Susan, by flooding her cunt once again with his black baby making sperm. The scene was so erotic, that I to had come again, in spite of the fact I was insanely jealous. Susan collapsed on top of James totally exhausted. After what seemed like an hour, the two lovers went into the shower together. I used that time to leave the room through the sliding doors out the back.Returning later to the pool, I found Susan and James having drinks. I still didn't know how I was going to handle things. I certainly didn't want to confront Susan in front of James. Mainly because I didn't know how he would react. Additionally, I never really considered the fact that Susan might actually fall for the guy. Finally, the fact of the matter was that I found the entire scene incredibly exciting. I was sure neither James nor my wife realized I had seen them. I was surprised to find Susan drinking soda. Susan loves a drink when laying by the pool, but Susan said she didn't feel like drinking. James then suggested that we try a beach up the coast from the hotel. Susan wanted to go, so I agreed. The beach was off the beaten path and fairly deserted. There were two other couples, down the beach from us, which were quite nude. Susan never hesitated, taking her cloths off as soon as she laid down her towel. I guess the shock registered on my face, because Susan said, "I thought you knew this was a nude beach. After all you said you wanted to go to one." Of course Susan was right, we had talked about it before we arrived at the island. I just though it would be the two of us, and not with some guy who had just fucked the hell out of her. On the other hand the shock which registered on my face came from the fact that Susan's pussy was now devoid of hair. Susan catching my stare, explained "Oh I did it for you, you like?"What could I say? Susan had no doubt, shaved for James. Susan's clit and pussy lips were still swollen and red. James took off his cloths and I followed suit. The rest of the afternoon was strange to say the least. I felt like a third wheel, the way the two of them carried on, talking and laughing. At one point I had just come out of the water, when James had Sue take a picture of us together. I realized, a little late, that James wanted Susan to compare us, physically. The asshole wanted to humiliate me. There I was with two inches of water-shriveled dick, next to this tall, chiseled, black man, with a thick 6-inch cock, and he wasn't even excited. Pissed, I decided to get something to drink, leaving James and Susan alone. I walked to the car, drove half a block and returned to watch. Sure enough James didn't waste any time. Susan was crouched over him, sucking his big cock. I was to far away to see well so I left returning an hour later. Walking up I was surprised to almost catch them fucking again. James rolled off Susan, when I was less than 100 yards away. Walking up, I could tell they were nervous, but I didn't say anything to them. I caught a glimpse of Susan's cunt as she turned over on her stomach and saw a large glob of cum dripping down her slit. James saw me staring and I wondered what he was thinking. Before leaving the beach, James invited us for dinner, at his home. I protested, claiming I was tired, but Susan really wanted to go, so off we went.James had a modest home, clean, and sparsely furnished. James wanted to use the shower first, so that he could prepare dinner. James walked into his bedroom and without a hint of modesty striped to his birthday suit, all the while speaking to us. After he entered the shower, again leaving the bathroom door open, I commented to Susan about his lack of modesty. Susan quick to take his defense, pointed out we were just on a nude beach with him. It was hard to argue with that logic, and so I had to put up with the same behavior from Sue. When James came out of the bath, he casually toweled dry in front of us. Susan then proceeded to take off her swimsuit in front of James, then she got in the shower. The strange thing was, that between being jealous, I was also getting excited again. I wanted to see them together again. I knew given the chance, James would fuck her again, so I devised a plan. At the same time seeing my wife parade around nude left me wanting relief. I followed Susan into the bathroom. Then removing my cloths joined her in the shower. Susan had just started to soap herself and was surprised by my entrance. "Your not angry I see," Susan said, glancing down at my semi hard dick. "I thought you were angry with us because of the cloths thing. It really was silly of you, leaving us at the beach, then getting angry just because James took off his cloths in front of me.""I'm not angry, I just felt left out and the way the guy is flirting with you, I became a little jealous," I said. Taking my dick in her hand, Susan quickly had me hard and asked, "If I didn't know better I think it turns you on watching James flirt with me, does it?"At that moment it was difficult to respond and staring into Susan's beautiful eyes, I kissed her. My dick became very hard as Susan stroked it. The image of Susan fucking James began to flood my mine. I remember trembling with desire as my hand worked between her legs. My fingers slid between her pussy lips, finding her vagina saturated. I knew that Susan's pussy was filled with her lovers cum, but when she gently nudged my shoulders I went down on my knees. Susan then uncharacteristically placed her leg on the tub edge, causing her cunt to slightly gape open. Then at the same time, she placed both hands behind my head, smothering me with her cunt. Reluctant at first, I could smell the strong scent of sex. I licked at her clit, a salty taste, perhaps the sea, or was it the taste of another man. My mind raced with different thoughts as I buried my tongue even deeper. Suddenly, I could have sworn I heard the door, at the same time feeling a rush of cool air. I attempted took look back, but Susan holding my head firm, told me not to stop. Susan started to tremble as I lapped at her pussy. I felt as if some one was watching me. I became even more excited as I sensed Susan becoming more excited. "I want you to play with yourself, I want you to make yourself cum, are you touching yourself," Susan asked.All I could do was shake my head and groan. I had never heard Susan talk like this to me before. Looking up at Susan's face I could see her looking towards the door and smiling. Then she closed her eyes and shuddered, as she started to cum. I too came, though this was my fourth time in 24 hours, and was little more than a dribble. I heard the unmistakable sound of the door clothing just then. "Did James see us?" I asked Susan.Sheepishly she nodded yes, "Don't be angry, He caught me by surprise and your kisses felt so good." I told her I wasn't angry and was actually turned on thinking he was watching.James prepared a nice dinner and kept my wine glass full. We went clubbing for a while, then returned to the hotel for after a nightcap. Susan and James wanted to go to the hot tub, but I declined telling them I was tired. I followed them out to the hot tube minutes later. From my vantage point I could not only see them, but was close enough to listen. Susan was telling James, how exciting it was to have James watch us in the shower."I wonder if he knows we made love, Steve has been acting weird lately. Last night I tried to act like I was asleep and he started feeling me up. I was still soaked with all your cum. I'm sure he could tell, but he didn't say a word, in fact he put his penis in me and came very quickly. Then this afternoon I was sure he saw us. Again instead of saying anything, he ends up eating me out.""I have a friend who recently became involved with a white married couple. The husband it seems, liked to watch his wife get fucked by other guys, then he would eat them out. Today at the beach I caught Steve staring at your pussy,. I'm pretty sure he saw some of my cum running down your leg. Maybe your hubby likes the idea of me fucking you, since he hardly has the tools to do it himself." "James, don't say mean things, my husband has more than enough to satisfy me." I was happy to hear my wife go to my defense since that last comment by James stung. James lifted Susan effortlessly on to the edge of the hot tub. Then he spread Susan's legs wide exposing her hairless pussy, still dripping from the hot tub. Then taking his cock in his hand he started rubbing his cock head up and down her slick pussy lips. Susan was fixated, and bit her bottom lip as he continued the teasing. "What was that you were saying about your husband satisfying you," James said as he slipped the head of his cock into Susan's wet pussy. "Dam you, your so good," Susan moaned. "Do you want me to stop, or do you want all of this black cock"."Don't stop, put it in all the way. Stop teasing me please," Susan begged. "Then tell me what you want me to do with this big black cock, do you want me to fuck you with my cock, because if you want me to then you have to say it," James demanded."Yes I want you to fuck me, I want your big cock in me, I want you to fuck my pussy. I want you to cum in me." I was stunned, my wife was literally begging this guy to fuck her, to make her pregnant. At the same time I was incredibly excited. The problem was that my dick was hurting from cumming 4 times in less than 24 hours. The same could not be said for James, who was now slamming his cock so hard into Susan, that his balls were making a loud audible slapping sound. Susan became so vocal, that I was afraid some one would come to the tub to see what was happening. The sight of Susan fucking that big black cock was too much for me and I came. This time only a drop or two of cum came out. My dick and balls literally ached. I zipped up and was about to leave, when James billowed like a bull. His black seed once again filling my wife's fertile cunt. Susan too cried out in orgasm, as her nails dug into her lover's ass in an effort to drive him deeper. Jet after jet of hot sperm was injected deeper into my wife's pussy than I had ever been able to deliver.Returning to the room, I got in bed and pondered the situation. On the one hand the whole scene was terribly erotic. On the other hand I'm not naive. My wife was falling for this guy hard, not to mention the fact, that there was a good chance she was already carrying his child. I heard them come into the room and faked being asleep. Some time later Susan slipped into bed and fell fast asleep. The next morning seeing Susan's nude tanned body was too much for me. Pulling back the sheets I looked her over. Her breast's now had a couple of small bite marks along with the hicky James had previously given her. Her Pussy now cleanly shaved was even redder and more swollen than before. Susan stirred and smiled up at me, then with her hand extended, invited me back into bed. How could I resist. I knew almost immediately what she wanted. Susan gently nudged me into eating her pussy. "Your getting good at this, it feels so good to have you lick my pussy out. Stick your tongue in deeper, I want you to lick me deeper. Does it taste good?" All I could do was moan affirmatively."Now play with yourself again. I want you to make yourself cum again while you lick me. C'mon, do it, do it," Susan repeated.Even though my dick was really aching, I couldn't help myself. Susan was working herself up to orgasm when she felt me start to cum. A drop or two of an almost clear liquid shot out. At first, Susan though that I had not cum. Of course she was a conciliatory, telling me it was okay that I came so quickly. At the same time I could sense her disappointment, and displeasure. My balls hurt so badly, there was no chance for seconds. I had another early tee time, and couldn't miss this one. What I wasn't prepared for was James having spent the night on the sleeper. I really had no alternative, but to leave the two of them alone. When I returned they were out by the pool. The next few days were much the same, except that little by little none of us were could refute what was going on between Susan and James.A day before we were to leave, I played just nine holes and decided to call it quits. Thinking that Susan and James were by the pool I returned, I returned directly to the room. Entering the bedroom I surprised them in bed. I for whatever reason acted like I had walked in on strangers, excusing myself and leaving. Susan quickly threw on a t-shirt and followed me outside. "We were going to tell you, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to find out this way," Susan went on. "If you want a divorce, I understand and won't fight you".Susan was very emotional and so was I. I told her I knew about them for some time. That I still loved her, and that I didn't want a divorce. Susan then told me she wasn't sure she felt the same way. She told me that she had become quite serious with James. This was no surprise to me. During the last few days, I could see how infatuated she had become with James. The big surprise came when she told me she would be staying on for a few more days. Of course, I tried to talk her out of it, but she insisted. Susan left the hotel that morning and moved in with James. I stayed on in Jamaica for an additional week, but couldn't persuade Susan to come home.Susan returned home two weeks later. Susan told me that James had applied for a student visa and would be joining her in a couple of months. The next few months were hell. Susan of course was pregnant. I had moved into the guest room, so she would be more comfortable. Susan wanted a divorce, but I still held out hope that we could work things out. I delayed signing papers or looking for an apartment. Things got really sticky when James arrived. He was really pissed that I was still there, until I agreed to continue paying the mortgage. For the first month I had to endure James constantly asserting his dominance over Susan. Old fashion, he expected Susan to clean his cloths and prepare all his meals, chauffeur him around and put in 40 hours at work.Susan who was five months along had really begun to show, was exhausted all the time. On top of all his demands, he expected sex were and when ever he wanted it. More than once I walked into the living room to find Susan sucking his cock. This was when James knew full well I was at home.Two months before giving birth, Susan was crushed, to find out that James had taken up with her best friend, Ellen. James moved out within the week, and Susan and I got back together stronger than ever. Susan gave birth to a big healthy baby boy a couple of months later. I would be lying if I told you that at first I didn't feel some resentment every time I saw Susan's son, he looks like James. That was a year ago, things change. I love the boy now, as if he were my own. James lost his student visa and had to return to Jamaica. Susan has been working out and looks great. Her nipple are a lot larger, do to breast-feeding, but otherwise, you never would know she had a baby. She quit her job, and now is a full time mom.Sex is better than ever between my wife and I. I never told her, about how I had watched her and her lover making love. Some how, I felt partially responsible for the whole affair since I could have prevented it and didn't. We get lots of looks whenever we go out with the baby, as you can imagine. Of course the knowing looks we get from some black men are less than subtle. Many of those black men openly stare or make passes, right in front of me. Once you go black, you can't go back. I wonder if the saying is true and how much Susan misses her Island man.END |
woody.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/27/woody.txt | When Woody entered the lounge he had to wait a few seconds for his eyes to adjust then scanned the room.As his eyes roamed the people inside they locked on one person at the end of the piano bar, she was a vision of beauty. She smiled back as their eyes met and he slowly approached the vacant stool beside her.He smiled at himself as his mind referred to the beauty as she or her, it was a gay bar so there was little doubt the she was a he, a transgender, but then that was fine with Woody, he loved making love with other men."Do you mind?" He said as he nodded towards the stool."Be my guest." She said. (There I go again) He thought."May I buy you a drink?""Thank you, I'd like that.""Bar tender... two of the same please."The drinks were served and they two chat about this that and nothing really."Of course your aware that things are not always as they seem." She said, smiling over the edge of her glass."Yes, but then I love a mystery." Woody said."Good, me to." She replied. "Would you care to move to a booth?""Love to."There was a charge for the booths because they held a certain degree of privacy.He introduced himself and she said her name was Holly.She was still smiling as Woody moved closer and found her lips with his own. Her lips were full and soft as she parted them in a slight invitation to go farther should he choose to do so and he certainly did choose to.He slid his tongue inside her sweet mouth kissing hers with the tip of his own before they began to mingle.The two swapped tongues for awhile before he kissed her neck moving to the cleavage of her breasts. Whoever had worked on them had done an excellent job. With one hand he went down the front of her gown as he freed her left breast and gently kissed the nipple, nibbling now and then.Although the dress looked to be one piece it was made in two parts and she reach behind her with expert hands and unclasped the top letting it fall free barring her body to the waist.Woody began to feast on the two perfectly shaped globes before him as he slipped a hand down the back of the lower part feeling her well rounded butt cheeks before working a finger down the crack that separated the two.Again she done something at her side and removed the bottom along with her panties.Woody found a nice eight inches or more of hard cock between those lovely thighs, their was no hair, her skin was smooth as a baby's, even the crack of her ass was hairless.The table would slide either way so Woody slid it to the far side and helped her to her knees as she hoisted her sweet ass before him, knowing exactly what he wanted.The light was dim but bright enough for him to see the sexy puckered hole between those lovely cheeks as he parted them with his thumbs before gently kissing her treasure.Although the hole was slightly puckered it looked like a one inch pussy as he licked over it before slipping his tongue inside.Woody was hooked on eating ass, always had been, but preferred eating a woman's for some reason and even though Holly was a guy, she had the ass of a female.He pulled the cock back under her thighs and would kiss it's pre cum covered head in between licks of her ass.Holly was a real pro ,each time he sucked the head a warm gush of pee would fill his mouth.This went on till Holly had drained her bladder then Woody raised to his knees guiding his cock between her cheeks as he slowly entered her male cunt.The warmth of her ass started at the head of his cock and moved over his whole shaft as he buried it profoundly up inside her canal.Holding her hips he began to hunch slowly but steadily, fucking her tight male pussy, each thrust sending sparks through his being.Woody felt it begin to build inside his balls then move slowly up through his dick as he rammed home and held it there as his jism filled the sweet ass it was buried inside.He left it deep up her ass till he collected himself then removed his cock and quickly removed his own clothes and took position before her as she took her turn eating his ass.In time she done as he had and buried her cock up his wanton ass, which by now was throbbing violently."My but you are a hot little number aren't you baby." Holly laughed, as she began to pump Woody's male cunt.Holly pushed a button and soon the curtain opened just a crack as a huge cock emerged before Woody's face. He was quick to grasp it and shove his mouth over the shaft, feeling the veins as he sucked.He found the guys balls and massaged them gently, feeling their hardness as he ate the guy's meat.He began to get giddy as the cock moved in and out of his ass in time with the one in his mouth.Woody felt the dick begin to pulsate just before his mouth filled with foamy white cum and he wallowed it around in his mouth moaning as he swallowed.Then the dick was gone and he heard Holly ask if he would like more and he nodded his head yes.Once again a cock was offered through the curtain and this time is was very thick and black as he took it in his hungry mouth, relishing the wonderful taste of hard yet soft meat.Hands came through the curtain holding his head as the guy face fucked him till he heard a groan and once again his mouth was full of cum."More?" Holly asked and he nodded once again.The next one was long and slim, which delighted Woody no end as he lathered it up with saliva and slowly lowered his head as the dick slid over his tongue and stretched the top of his throat open as it slid down inside his neck.Holly had now shot her load up his male cunt and had proceeded to suck his ass, licking his crack clean.He felt the cock stretching his throat even more as it erupted down his throat. He loved doing this but what came next excited him to the point he shot his wad over the seat beneath him.With his cock still down Woody's throat, the guy began to piss straight down to his stomach, he never even had to swallow, it was like filling a gas tank.When the guy had removed his cock he stuck his head in and kissed Woody hard on the mouth, it was another tranny, a lovely black gal."More?" Holly asked and Woody smiled at her as he shook his head no, smiled and said, "I think I've had my fill." And the two of them sat there laughing before they kissed."I could use a drink to wash the cream down though." he said, and both knew what kind of drink he spoke of.Holly held our her half hard dick as Woody opened his mouth, eagerly accepting the flow of warm piss as he gulped it down, licked her dick dry and put his clothes back on, waiting till she had dressed and redone her make up before the two moved back to the bar.Woody ordered her another drink then as he kissed her he placed his hand in hers with a hundred dollar bill in it, smiled and waved to the bar tender on his way out."Come back see us now." He said, smiling."Same time next week. "Woody said as he smiled back and went out the door, next week it would be the same but different partners.END |
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husbands2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/husbands2.txt | After reading my last confession, you may think I would take advantage of my wife whenever she decided to combine her pills and vodka. The thrill of taking advantage of the situation lay in what I could make her do to another man a man she would never be with otherwise. You may it's fucked up, but I guess after the first time I realized how great the power felt in whoring out my wife (for free no less).The second time I took advantage of her, Sharon had had a bad day at work so the vodka came out soon after dinner. I tried to find out what was wrong but this only served to upset her further. Women claim they want to talk about their problems, but with Sharon this was the exact opposite tonight. The more she complained, the more sympathy I tried to show which infuriated her even more. I knew that ignoring her was a horrible idea so I took the abuse until she decided to pop a sleeping pill and wash it down with the rest of her drink. She went into the bedroom and I took a walk.The cool air helped a little, but I still was too upset to go back. After a couple of blocks, I saw a homeless man sitting in an alley drinking. I don't know why but I wanted to talk with someone, so I gave him a $5 bill and started chatting. I didn't know what to expect, but he seemed like a really nice guy. I asked if he wanted a shower and food and of course he said yes. Like a lost little puppy I took him back to my place for some hot food and hot bath. While he was showering, I went into my bedroom to find some old clothes for the guy to wear. I saw my wife in her drug-induced sleep, comforter down to her belly, and I knew what I needed. Of course the guy (I never found out his name because I didn't want to know) was willing to be videoed while being with my wife. Although he was somewhat clean, he still clearly looked homeless. I told him that my wife's body was his for the taking and already being naked, he got immediate to work. He started kissing my wife and after a few seconds she responded in kind. By the workout their lips were getting, I'm sure their tongues were busy mingling their saliva. His hand slid down to my wife's breast and started clutching and pawing at it. Sharon started moaning and I could see her semi-erect nipples hardening through her white t-shirt.He pulled himself off of her lips leaving her mouth slightly open. He started rubbing his shaft back and forth across her lips. Her mouth opened wider inviting him to molest her throat. How could he refuse? Here's a woman who wouldn't give her own husband a blow-job now wrapping her lips around homeless man's cock. By now her nipples were as hard as diamonds and each pinch he gave them resulted in a soft whimper from Sharon. My dick was so hard it was starting to hurt from watching his cock slide in and out of my wife's mouth. Her shirt was slowly being pulled up and soon her bright pink nipples were exposed to this homeless man's abuse. The more he pinched and pulled at them, the louder the moans and the harder she sucked him. Suddenly he stiffened and grunted and I knew that his cum was flooding Sharon's mouth and from there sliding down her throat. I saw her lips milking him trying to get every last drop out of his balls.He withdrew himself from my wife's mouth and moved down the bed to strip the comforter from her body. She lay there with her shirt pulled up exposing her D-cup tits and a pair of floral panties. He pulled her panties off and started stroking himself hard while staring at the moist slit between her legs. He asked if I wanted him to use a rubber and told him no. I wanted him to pollute my wife's cunt with his sperm. He wiped juice off of Sharon's pussy to lubricate his cock as worked it hard again. Each time his finger rubbed her clit, she seemed to spread her legs wider, but this was not foreplay for a night of passion. I saw the look in his eyes and this was going to be rape, pure and simple. He took my wife's hand almost lovingly and placed it around his shaft. After a few strokes, my wife got the idea and started lightly stroking his growing manhood. When his cock was fully erect, he removed Sharon's hand and knelt between her legs. He placed the tip of his dick at the entrance of her dripping hole. He grabbed her hips and in one motion buried his shaft all the way to his balls. Sharon arched her back and let out a loud, "Uuhhhhhhh!" She kept moaning as he shoved himself over and over inside her, his pubic hair pounding into her clit. I heard the wet slapping sound as her pussy juice production went into overdrive. I knew that hearing that sound while watching him suck and bite on her engorged pink nipples would soon send me cumming in my pants. His sweat was pouring on her as his grunts mingled with her moans. I got a great shot with my camera of his cock abusing my wife's soaked cunt and as I was videotaping this, he shoved himself as deep in her hole as he could and he let out a low moan. His cum was contaminating my wife and I was loving every second of it. He pulled out of her leaving a trail of cum leaking out of her slit. He was exhausted so I gave him some of my old clothes to wear and then I redressed my wife, putting on her flowered panties to soak up the homeless stranger's sperm for her to lay in all night. I pulled down her shirt over her sweat-soaked tits and gave them a quick squeeze. I gave the homeless man some food and he told me that he was available to fuck my wife whenever I wanted. I told him I might take him up on that. After he left, I hooked up the camera in the den and watched the scene all over again. The visual of giving my wife to a nameless homeless guy was enough get my boxers all sticky with cum after a couple minutes of stroking. Having learned how to handle this situation the first time, I stored the camera away, got a blanket, and sacked out on the couch. I think my wife was suspicious, but I managed to convince her that I fell asleep after watching a movie. Why shouldn't she believe me? It was the truth. ***~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 43 |
watchingmywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/71/watchingmywife.txt | My wife and I were traveling out of town and staying at a hotel suite when I was again overwhelmed with the desire to watch her fuck another man. She has done this before and readily agreed to go to the downstairs bar to see if she could find someone suitable for sex to bring back to our room.I waited in the room for over an hour before she returned with a guy. Her first words were, "Brad wants to fuck me." As I followed them into the bedroom, she added, "He says you can watch if you want."Once in the bedroom, they proceeded to ignore me.As they stood before me, I sat in an upholstered chair and watched them embrace and begin kissing. His hands were all over her ass and tits.Not much later, he said, "Show me your pussy."Hearing this, she sat on the bed, lifted her dress and slid her panties off. Then leaning back onto her elbows with her dress still pulled all the way up past her waist, she spread her legs so that he had a direct view of her now very exposed pussy. He stood before her and lowered his head saying, "Beautiful," then pushed his face onto her pussy.Both of her hands immediately went to hold onto his head. At the same time he slid both of his hands under her bare ass to better hold onto her as he licked away. Later, when obvious orgasms forced her to begin moaning he sped up licking and sucking on her pussy. Soon, he lifted his head and asked, "Are you ready?"When she moaned, "Oh God yes," he began taking off his clothes and told her to get naked. I intensely watched the two take off their clothes. When they were totally naked he positioned her to be on her back, spread her legs and soon was on top of her in the missionary position. Hearing her and seeing her getting ready to be fucked transfigured me into a different being. With my sexual arousal now peaking, I was near orgasm when I watched him finish his climb to be on top of her. I could see her reach down between his legs to grab his now very erect dick in order to guide it to her waiting pussy. His dick was bigger than mine and I immediately knew she was going to love this. I left the chair to stand behind them so that I could get the best view of watching his dick slide into her waiting pussy. After several wiggling attempts his dick eventually made its way to be entirely inside of her. I then watched his balls bounce with each in and out fucking motion. Her legs were wide apart and she was bucking her hips in time with each of his thrusts. I watched with great interest as she fucked him back. I pulled my own dick out and was stroking it when I heard him grunting and gasping with sounds eliciting great pleasure. She was also loudly moaning from extreme pleasure.Very quickly his grunting became very animated and I instinctively knew that he was at that very moment dumping his seed inside of her. His up and down bouncing hips were pounding her with extreme intensity. At that same time, I was climaxing with my own come shooting out onto the carpet.I then watched as his motions began to slow down. Soon, they were lying quietly with him still on top of her and I could see that his dick was still inside of her. I could also see some of his cum spilling out from around his dick onto the bed. Her legs remained wide apart. For what seemed an eternity, they stayed in that position very quiet and unmoving. His head rested on her shoulder.Later, I barely heard him whisper, "I want more."When she said, "Let's do it," he flopped off her to lie on his back and immediately ordered her to suck his dick and make it hard so that he could fuck her again. Then with much enthusiasm I watched her begin to suck his dick and jack him off. She had her hand wrapped around his dick with her bobbing mouth sliding up and down on it. A short time later, he told her to pull on his balls and I got to see her continue holding onto his dick with one hand and using her other hand to gently massage and pull on his balls, all the while, keeping his dick in her mouth which she continuously bobbed up and down on.I was mesmerized with this view of her preparing this man to get ready to fuck her again. It was clear to me by all of her actions that she really did want him to fuck her again. Actually I sensed that she needed him to fuck her again. A short time later, he told her to sit on his face, whereupon she turned her body around to the 69 position. When her pussy landed on his mouth he began licking her come filled pussy as she continued sucking his dick and playing with his balls. I had a clear view of her holding his dick and feeling his balls as she continued moving her mouth up and down on his dick.She never once looked at me to see what I was doing.Soon thereafter, when his dick was hard again, he commanded her to turn around and sit on his dick. As she did this, he stayed lying on his back while commanding her to make herself come.I sat back in the chair and watched her fuck him with wild up and down thrusts of her butt. Her hands were on his shoulders. His hands were on her tits. She loudly moaned with each orgasm that exploded in her body, and there were many. They often were deeply kissing as they fucked. For what seemed to be an eternity, they maintained a constant physical workout. Later, he repositioned her so that her legs rested on his shoulders. Then with deep thrusts he continued fucking her just before he announced that he was coming again and she increased the intensity of her moaning as he again filled her with his seed.Later, she left to go the bathroom leaving me alone with Brad. He was lying on the bed covered with a sheet when he asked, "Did you like watching us fuck?"I replied, "I enjoy watching her fuck. In my mind it's not about you at all. Tomorrow we will go back home. You on the other hand will not ever see her again. But when we get back home, we will talk about what happened here tonight. I will tell her how excited I got watching her. She will tell me how good it was for her. We will talk about doing it again with someone new. She will describe in detail what she would like to do with this other person and I will tell her what I would like to see her do.Brad listened with interest before asking, "Do you want to watch us fuck again tonight?"At that point, my totally naked wife came back into the room saying, "I heard that."I replied, "It sounds like Brad wants to fuck some more."She looked at him and replied, "Me too."I then watched her lift the sheet and slide to be next to him.When they started fucking again I pulled my dick out and gently began masturbating.END |
redroof.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/06/redroof.txt | |
voice.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/voice.txt | CHAPTER 1: MIRRORDebbie Wilson closed the front door to the large house that she has called home, along with her husband and their two young sons, for the last four years. She wiped a small tear from her eye, as she had just said her goodbyes, which she always hated. Debbie watched from the front window, as her family pulled away in their mini-van. They were off for a weekend trip to visit her husband's mother, whom Debbie also hated. While Debbie would always cry when they left, she would cry that much more when they returned.Entering the kitchen, Debbie quickly finished cleaning off the breakfast table, and loaded the dishwasher, before she went into the bathroom to draw a bath. She relished in the fact that she could take a hot bath and soak as long as she wanted, without feeling like she was robbing her young sons of their mother's attention. Debbie, who had grown up in a broken home, vowed that when she was a mom she would show her children what the word love really meant. Nearly nine years ago, Debbie met her husband at work. She was his secretary and sparks flew, even though Debbie knew he was already married. She hated the thought of being the other woman, but she also felt she had found the man of her dreams, despite their 20-year-age difference. Seemingly she was right, as she had spent the last 8 years in a blissful marriage.Just as Debbie was about to step into the tub the phone rang. Debbie's first instinct was to ignore it, but the thought of her husband and two kids suddenly flashed in her head. She slipped back on her robe, which covered her silky black nightie, and ran into the kitchen and picked up the cordless telephone."Hello," Debbie answered."Good morning Mrs. Wilson!" A strong voice roared on the other end."Who is this?" Debbie said a little alarmed, as the voice was unfamiliar and quite menacing sounding."My name is Sam, and yours is Debra, but you like to be called Debbie.""I don't know any Sam's," Debbie interrupted, searching her memory."You don't? Well maybe we should change that!" The voice said, following with amorous laughter."Man that was creepy!" Debbie cried, as she slammed down the phone.Debbie took one step back, and then jumped the next, when the phone quickly rang again."Hello," Debbie answered again, a little apprehensively."Do you and me a favor Debbie, don't do that again, or you will be sorry!" Debbie shook as the booming voice was back. "Please stop it, you're scaring me!""I know it's this voice box; it makes it sound a little scary," the voice boomed and Debbie concurred."What's this all about?" Debbie managed."First, I just want you to know that I indeed know who you are," the voice barked. "Your 31-years-old, one husband Stan 51, lawyer, married 8 years, two young sons, Preston and Joshua. Your parents both died when you were in your late teens, although you never really knew your real dad. I even know your brother Wilson died of a drug overdose at his eighteenth birthday party."Debbie slammed the phone down again, her heart in her throat. She had spent the last eight years trying to build a new life, and one phone call had brought her old life crashing back again.It only took a split-second for the phone to ring again. Debbie's heart was still in her throat, as the phone rang and rang. Each ring rattling Debbie's bones. Debbie finally picked up the phone with trembling hands. "Please if you don't stop calling," Debbie shot out, while cursing herself for answering it again. "I'm gunna call the police!""No you won't, because of the unknown," the voice shot back."What?" Debbie groaned."The unknown of what might happen if you do, and the unknown of what I want," the voice boomed."Well, what do you want?" Debbie managed."For you to listen up for a second and please don't hang up on me, it's so rude, and it's getting boring," the voice boomed."Tell me!" Debbie screamed."All right, but let me tell yah one thing first. Your husband's a slow ass driver," the voice boomed."My husband?" Debbie asked nervously, while nervously staggering into the living room."That's right, we're on highway 97, just past exit 144," the voice shook. "White Mini-Van, personally I prefer black.""Oh my God! Why are you following my family?" Debbie cried out."I just wanted to let you know that we are watching, watching them and watching you.""Please you are really scaring me!" Debbie cried out."Well that's the point. If I were you, I'd be nervous as hell too. Why don't you sit down on the sofa?""The Sofa?" Debbie said, standing in the middle of the living room, as her body trembled with fear. "Ok, I'm sitting now.""Really, very good Debbie, test us to see if we can really see yah, still standing in the middle of your living room," the voice boomed.Debbie dropped the phone and fell to her knees, spinning around, scanning the room. Suddenly she felt flushed, like her face was on fire, feeling much like a rat in a cage. It suddenly became slightly difficult to breathe. Her eye's focused on the phone now laying on the floor. Her mind racing with questions, only the thought of this person following her family, gave her the strength to reach over and pick up the phone."I'm sorry, I ah, I dropped the phone," Debbie mumbled, as a tear rolled down her cheek."It's understandable, but don't let it happen again. I'm the type of guy that loses my patience quickly," the voice boomed."Why are you doing this? How can you see me?" Debbie cried, as tears now streamed down her face.'Look no need for the water works, just do as you're told and your family will never even know we are here," the voice barked. "We?" Debbie picked up on, while making her way to her feet again. "Yes it's a WE, but you will only deal with me, for the weekend.""For the weekend?" Debbie mumbled."Yes, for this weekend you will do whatever I tell you. If you're a good girl and follow my instruction to their fullest, Sunday when your family returns from grandmother's house, you can return to your perfect life, but if you don't, your family, well I think you get the point." "Don't you fucking dare hurt them!" Debbie screamed."Calm down, you have their futures in your hands.""Please they're all I have," Debbie cried out, as she dropped to her knees again. She babbled incoherently, tears pouring from her eyes, as she struggled to regain her composer. It took over fifteen minutes for Debbie to finally calm down, at least to the point that she could raise the phone to her ear again."Well at least you understand the magnitude of the situation, now listen up Debbie," the voice blasted, when she did.As she listened, Debbie tried to dry her eyes with one of her son's T-shirts that he left laying around like he always does, and for once it came in handy."Rule number one is simple, I give you an order, you comply, no questions or complaining," the voice barked, as Debbie did her best to follow along. "Rule two, you don't leave the house, in fact you don't leave the first floor, period. Rule number three is don't ever break rule number one or two...Do I make myself clear?""Ah hah," Debbie mumbled."I'm not convinced Debbie," the voice rattled. "So tell me what the rules are.""One is to listen to you and follow your orders, and the other one is don't leave the house or the first floor," a perplexed Debbie finally managed after several seconds of thought."Very good Debbie.""But I have a hair appointment at three," Debbie suddenly remembered."I know, but it's simple, call up Daisy and get her to come over your house instead," the voice barked."Daisy, how did you know her name?" Debbie mumbled, as her heart sank. "I mean, I don't know if she will?""Did we already break rule one Debbie?" The voice hissed."No, No," Debbie pleaded. "I was just wondering. I didn't say I wasn't going to try.""Good now call her, just so you know I can always hear what you are saying, so behave, one wrong word and I disconnect you...In more ways then one," the voice warned, before a dial tone rang in Debbie's ear.Debbie just looked at the phone, while trying to gain her strength. Daisy had been her friend for a couple of years, and she always cut Debbie's hair. Debbie's husband liked her hair short and he just loved the blonde spikes, she had done last time. Debbie shook as she thought of her husband. She dialed the phone and held her breath hoping she could talk Daisy into coming over to her house, as she usually cuts it at her own house, so she could also watch her five-year-old son.Debbie finally got a hold of Daisy after two tries, and the two talked for over twenty minutes, as Debbie was doing her best to keep her wits. Even lying about her car being broken down and needing her hair done for an important meeting. Finally she offered to pay double and also offered to pay for Daisy's babysitter. Debbie got a lucky break, when Daisy's next-door neighbor said she would watch Daisy's son, so Daisy finally agreed to meet her at three. Debbie said her goodbyes, and the phone quickly called back."Good job Debbie, although you rambled on a bit eh?" The voice teased, when Debbie answered it. "Now go into the bathroom.""Bathroom, but ah..." "Debbie, follow directions!" The voice snapped."Sorry," Debbie groaned as she rambled, on weak legs, into the bathroom. Her bath no longer steaming, although Debbie was."Now, stand in front of the mirror," the voice commanded.Debbie's nerves were building quickly, as the mysteriousness of the caller's intentions were chilling in their effects. Debbie stood in front of the full-length mirror that was next to the sink. Debbie used it to check out her outfits, and she had a little stool that she used when she put on her makeup. Debbie almost jumped back when she saw her puffy reflection staring back at her. "Ok Deb, do your face up," the voice commanded."You mean put makeup on?" A confused Debbie mumbled, and it was confirmed.Debbie sat on the stool, still somewhat confused. She patted her face dry and started to put on her base."This is a little hard, I mean holding the phone in all," Debbie mumbled."Just do it!" The voice snapped."I will, but could I ask something?" Debbie asked cautiously."What?" "My husband has a speakerphone in his office. There is a phone-jack just outside the bathroom door, and it should reach. Can I get it?" Debbie asked nervously."Ok get it, but be quick," the voice boomed.Debbie scampered into her husband's office, stalling for time as she was searching her brain for answers, to the surreal situation that she now found herself in. She returned to the bathroom with the speakerphone and plugged in the jack. Finishing by putting the phone into it."You still there?" Debbie asked with a prayer."You bet Debbie, now get back to work," the voice boomed, as Debbie cringed. The voice even sounded more evil to Debbie, coming from the speakerphone."Please can I ask one more thing?" Debbie mumbled."Ok, but last question, so make it good!" The voice barked."Do you promise that you won't hurt my family, I mean if I do?""Just follow my orders, and they never even know I'm here," the voice interrupted. "Promise!" Debbie screamed several times."I give you my word," the voice finally bellowed.Debbie finally sat down on the stool and went back to her makeup and then fixed her hair, while still uneasy as to the voice's intentions. When Debbie announce she was finished, the voice commanded her to stand up. Debbie moved the stool aside and stood in front of the mirror, her head not moving, but her eyes shifting back and forth."Debbie, look into the mirror and tell me what you see," the voice hissed.Debbie hesitated, a little confused, as she looked around pleadingly."Describe yourself," the voice finally barked."Ok, this is hard, where to start," Debbie mumbled, while wondering why if the voice could also see her, why would she have to describe herself? "I'm five, five, around a hundred fifteen pounds. Ah, short brown hair, with blonde highlights, green eyes. Ah is this what you want?" Debbie said while spinning around looking in all directions. She even tried to pry the mirror off the wall, as the voice asked her to continue. "Ah ok, I'm wearing a robe and slippers," Debbie mumbled."I don't like slippers, go to your bedroom and put on some high heels," the voice interrupted. "Be back in 30 seconds this time, now get."Debbie raced to her bedroom and grabbed her highest heels, a black pair. She hated them as they killed her feet, but she put them on and returned to the bathroom, all while in a state of perplex."Ok I'm back," Debbie said, a little short of breath. "Yes you are, now what kind of shoes are you wearing?" The voice boomed.Debbie was again looking at her reflection in the mirror."Ah, they're you know high heels, ah red ones," Debbie mumbled."Nice I like red ones, like Dorothy," the voice said, followed by a flutter of devilish laughter."Yah, just like that," Debbie said, as she breathed a sigh of relief. Debbie slowly sat down on the stool and buried her face into her hands."Debbie?" The voice snapped."Yah," Debbie answered, almost laughing."Stand back up." "Ah what the fuck!" Debbie screamed, as her relief was short lived. "If you can see me, then how come you didn't know my shoes were black?""Just relax Debbie, I don't want to spend an another fifteen minutes listening to you cry like a five-year-old," the voice boomed. "I can see you, maybe not as well as I'd like, but never mind that, now touch up your face again."Debbie looked around again, she figured the voice had to have a camera on her or something, but like the answers she searched for, she couldn't find it. She also wondered just how many people were watching her."Do it," the voice barked.Debbie fixed her make up again, and was again standing in front of the mirror."Ok, what color lipstick?" The voice boomed"Ah pink, it's pink," Debbie said, as she suddenly figured the voice must only be able to see her in black and white, like those cheesy surveillance systems, in convenience stores, at least she hoped."You sure this time?" The voice blasted. "Yah, I'm sorry about that," Debbie offered."Put some gloss on them," the voice boomed. Debbie did so, but was a little puzzled that the voice knew so much about makeup, and cared so much about hers. She also had to put on more dark eyeliner."Now what is under that robe?" The voice bellowed, when Debbie announced that she was finished. "Please, ah I'm sorry I have a black silk nightie on," Debbie said, as she instinctively clutched the front of the robe."Nice, ok hang the robe up on the back of the door and stand back in front of the mirror.""Oh my god," Debbie whispered, as she slowly slid the robe off and hung it up. She repeated her call to the lord, when she was back standing in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection, dressed in her black nightie and high heels, her newly painted face making the sexy look complete."Slowly turn around," the voice bellowed.Debbie was frantic. "How dare someone invade her home and now treat her like this?" She kept saying to herself. Only the thought of her family was giving her the strength to comply, as Debbie did a slow full circle. "Ok lean forward, hands on your knees; you're doing good Debbie," the voice teased.Debbie didn't know about that, she felt so pathetic, for playing along with the voice's game, like some sick version of Simon-Says. She didn't feel any better when she had to turn around and assume the same hands and knees pose, as she cursed herself for the lack of underwear."Ok Debbie turn around and stand back up," the voice ordered. "Now slide the straps off your shoulders.""Please Sir, I'm naked underneath," Debbie embarrassingly moaned."Don't you usually bath nude?" The voice asked."I guess so," Debbie mumbled, as she realized she was going to take her bath after all, only not a private one."C'mon Debbie," the voice barked. "Follow orders or else."Debbie watched her reflection, as it almost felt like she was watching someone else. "This just couldn't be happing to her," she kept thinking. She moved her trembling hand up to her shoulder, slowly sliding the strap down her arm. She let out a small gasp when the pinkness of her nipple made its first appearance in the mirror. After several deep breaths, she slid the other strap off her shoulder and her nightie fell down over her breasts, before quickly sliding down her body, gathering at her ankle, as Debbie immediately used her hands and arms to cover her nakedness."Hang it up on top of the robe, and then back," the voice boomed.Debbie quickly complied and was back in her defensive pose."Now Debbie, I want you to describe yourself," the voice ordered."I thought I already...""Your body, describe your body!" The voice impatiently interrupted."Please this is so strange." Debbie pleaded."Don't forget rule one Debbie, and put your hands down by your side!" The voice bellowed. "Do not hide your nakedness from me!""I'm sorry, but really.""No buts, do it!" The voice shot out."I'll try," Debbie moaned, as she struggled to keep her composer as her hands slipped off her body and clung to her sides. Debbie stared at her naked reflection as she searched for the right words. "I guess I have medium sized breasts, and a flat stomach and my legs might be a little on the muscular side, and ugly feet.""Satisfactory, but I will help you out. What are your measurements?" The voice asked."Measurements?" Debbie groaned at the request. "Ah last I checked, they were 34-23-34.""And what cup size are you?" The voice asked."Ah a C," Debbie mumbled, as she kind of had a feeling it was coming next."How about your nipples?" The voice asked.Debbie instinctively reacted to the question by quickly putting her hands up to her chest."Please this is embarrassing," Debbie mumbled."Describe them now!" The voice boomed out."Ok, Ok, they're a little on the puffy side, pink I guess, they don't get much sun," Debbie finally mumbled, as her hands slid to her sides again. "I see that," the voice barked, and it again reminded Debbie that the voice could also see her nakedness. "Now turn around, you never said anything about your ass.""What about it?" Debbie snapped."Don't snap at me girl, from now on, no flip remarks and no crying. You're starting to piss me off. Look this is going to happen the way I want it to, whether you like it or not!" The voice said, shaking the speakerphone.Debbie jumped back, she was getting ready to grab her robe and get out of there."Ah, we finally made it to grandma's house," the voice bellowed, as Debbie's heart immediately sunk."The little one ran into Granny's house. I think someone has to pee," the voice teased."Please leave them alone!" Debbie cried out, as she fell to her knees."I'm going to, if you start acting a little better, and not like a crybaby," the voice said."I'm sorry really, but it's just this, well it's so humiliating." Debbie said, as tears dripped from her eyes. "I mean, I'm naked!""Just shut up, and get in the tub," the voice hissed.Debbie kicked off her heels, annoyed. She hated to be told to shut up period, but in her own house, naked, while someone or something watched her, and watched her family, it was almost too much to take. Her blood was boiling when her foot hit the cold water. She tried to hide the fact that the water was now cold, as she sat down in the water. Thankful to have the soapy waters camouflage, if only temporarily.As she soaked she could here background music coming from the speakerphone. She closed her eyes as she racked her brain for a way out of this predicament. Maybe she could slip a note to Daisy when she came over later, or whisper something into her ear. She had to think of something. She closed her eyes and searched."Ok, stand up in the center of the tub," the voice barked, a short time later, causing Debbie to flinch.Debbie slowly rose from the now icy water. She instinctively covered her now rock hard nipples with her hands again, as the water dripped from her glistening body."Ok now wash yourself," the voice ordered, just as Debbie was about to step out of the tub.Debbie gasped at the request. Shaking her head in disgust, she leaned over to pick up the washcloth."No cloth, just hands and soap," the voice snapped. Causing Debbie to jump again, that violation feeling running through her body again, as she realized just how good the voice could see her, even in the tub. She poured some liquid soap on her shoulders, quickly rubbing it into her arms and over her stomach. Working quickly, she splashed some water over her body and announced she was done. "Debbie I'm disappointed, we must do better than that. Pick up the soap and poor some over your front," the voice hissed. "Please it's cold," Debbie moaned, but she quickly picked up the soap, squirting some over her breasts and stomach."Turn and face the mirror and watch yourself wash," the voice ordered.Debbie turned, but couldn't bear to watch, as she ran her hands back and forth over her breasts and stomach, which quickly became soap covered. Debbie leaned forward and washed one leg and then the next. Soap covered, she stood up and waited for the next instruction."Rinse," the voice said after several lingering seconds. Debbie did so, glad that this part was over, plus the water was freezing now. Her body covered in goose bumps. Her nipples so hard they were almost painful. Debbie finished rinsing, and began to step out of the tub."Now, now Debbie, just one more thing to clean, or two," the voice barked."Please, this is too much!" Debbie cried out."Put your left foot on the edge of the tub and wash between your legs," the voice boomed."You can't be serious?" Debbie cried. "Please I'm freezing."Debbie stomach fluttered, it felt like she was going to be ill from the butterflies swirling. She pleaded with the voice for mercy, but they went unanswered. Finally with tears streaming down her face, she poured some soap over her neatly trim pubic mound and began to work it in, before running a hand in-between her legs. She tried to put it out of her head what it must look like, as she washed her pussy, her hand moving back and forth, until she was told to turn around."Just on more thing, wash your ass and anus, we must keep clean," the voice said, almost sounding playful.Debbie hung her head, as she turned around and applied some soap to her ass cheeks, working it in using both hands, and with one finally burst of courage she ran her finger in-between her ass cheeks and rubbed her anus thus completing the humiliating act. Finally when she couldn't take it anymore, she sat down in the water to rinse. She sat in the frigid water for several minutes trying to regain her composer."Ok Debbie, get out and dry," the voice said, breaking the silence.Debbie was happy to get out of the cold water, but not happy to lose the waters shelters. She also shook from the fear of the voice's intentions. She almost instinctively knew that her humiliation had only begun, if she didn't find a way out of her predicament. Debbie quickly wrapped herself with a towel and used another one to dry her arms and legs."Ok Debbie, now hang the towels back up on the rack, and stand in front of the mirror," the voice barked."Again with that fucking mirror!" Debbie wanted to scream, but she bit her tongue. She did make herself a promise that when this was over she was going to smash the fucking mirror to pieces."You must have some body lotion to rub in, have to keep that skin soft," the voice teased. Debbie let out a moan, as she knew that soon she would be rubbing lotion into her skin, and it was also slowly sinking in as to the nature of the acts that she was going to be asked to perform. She reluctantly did as she was told, not even surprised when the voice had her rub some extra lotion into her breasts. Soon her body was basking in a shinny glow."Grab some shaving gel and a razor," the voice boomed."Oh great, now I have to shave my legs in front of the mirror as well." Debbie thought, as she opened the medicine cabinet."Ok Debbie, now lift your right knee up onto the sink and shave around that sweet little pussy of yours," the voice ordered."C'mon what the... Who is this?" Debbie cried out."Debbie do you want to take a chance?""Take a chance?" Debbie quickly moaned."Yah take a chance and disobey me," the voice shot. "This is just ridiculous! Why do I have to shave down there?" Debbie moaned. "And it's itchy when it grows back.""I'm waiting Debbie," the voice snapped.Debbie looked at her reflection in the mirror, as if she was asking her reflection for answers. She looked down at her pubic hair and placed her knee on the sink, it was more than a little uncomfortable for Debbie, the position and the situation. She quickly spread some gel around her pussy and through blurry eyes, grabbed the razor and began shaving. It wasn't the first time she had done this. She use to do it when she first met her husband, but stopped after they were married, and were going to have kids, as she didn't want her doctor to think she was dirty, at least that was her excuse.Debbie worked quickly, and she used a face cloth to wash the remaining gel off, when she was finished. She quickly pulled her knee down off the sink and announced she was finished."Now that wasn't so bad, check it out," the voice bellowed."What?" Debbie moaned."Stand straight and spread them legs apart!" The voice shot."Ok, Ok, I can see it, it's not that bad," Debbie moaned, but she cringed inside, as now she could see her rather prominent pussy lips, hanging ever so slightly from her body, reminding her of the real reason she didn't shave down there anymore."No, I meant check it out with your fingers," the voice barked.Debbie threw her hands to her hips and then with disgust spread her legs back apart, but not after several minutes of stalling. With a clenched jaw, she ran a hand down her stomach and slid it between her spread legs, running it over her pussy lips. She pledged to fight off any pleasure from this act, as she felt around her hairless pussy, purposely avoiding her sensitive clitoris. She did this for several minutes, fighting to remain emotionless."This is sick you know that?" Debbie finally cried out."Ok I can see this isn't your thing, so let's get you dressed," the voice boomed and Debbie felt somewhat relieved, as she washed her hands.Debbie picked up the phone and went down the hall to her bedroom. She was relieved to be somewhat covered when she returned some twenty minutes later, to the dreaded bathroom mirror.She looked at her reflection; almost glad that she wasn't leaving the house, because all her outfit consisted of was a small white tennis skirt, and a purple silk half shirt, with spaghetti straps that she usually only wore under reveling dresses. The outfit was topped off with her black pumps. All articles of clothing had to be approved by the voice, as Debbie had to change in and out of several outfits, before settling on this one. "I think you're ready now Debbie!" The voice boomed.Debbie just shook her head. She still couldn't imagine what the voice had in store for her, or is she could take anymore of this.CHAPTER 2: THE PAPERBOY COLLECTS"Now Debbie, bring the speakerphone into the living room and then open the blinds on the front window," the voice boomed.Debbie following orders, set up the phone on the coffee table and opened the blind, as the sun temporarily blinded her, ironically it seemed like a perfect day outside. "Debbie look across the street," the voice boomed.Debbie focused her eyes, the only thing she saw was a large white box truck, parked across the street. "Ah, I don't think I see anything.""Do you see a large truck?" The voice asked."Yah, a large white one," Debbie mumbled."In a second, a large man is gunna step out of the van," the voice said.Debbie watched as the door opened. She ducked down when the large figure dressed in black, flashed her a wave."What the!" Debbie cried out."That's my insurance policy," the voice hissed."Please Sir, I have been good!" Debbie screamed out, running to make sure the front door was locked."Really now, how many times did you break rule one already?" The voice hissed."No Sir, I did what you said, ah eventually," Debbie pleaded."Ok Debbie, but wait till I tell you your next task," the voice teased."What task?" Debbie nervously asked, watching somewhat relieved, as the large figure got back into the truck."Well it's Saturday and the paperboy collects, no?" The voice shot."Well sort of, it's really the paperboy's brother. The paperboy is a still a little young to handle money I guess," Debbie mumbled, as she was still somewhat shaken by the figure's appearance across the street. "What's this all about?""Well today when he comes by, have a beverage waiting for the young man," the voice bellowed. "What is he 18?" "Yah, maybe even 19 now, but I can't, not like I'm dressed!" Debbie cried, still surprised how much the voice knew about her and her life."You will and more," the voice snapped"What do you mean more?" Debbie snapped."Today the paperboy gets the tip of his young life," the voice purred."Wait a second, you're not suggesting," Debbie mumbled."I am sure when it hits you, in a second or two, we are going to have that waterfall scene again," the voice teased."Fuck you and fuck your games! There is no way, and if you hurt my family I will spend the rest of my days," Debbie cried out, her voice trailing off, as she was indeed crying again."When he comes over, you will invite him in, and then right on the couch, you will seduce him, it shouldn't be that hard," the voice barked. "You will strip for him, give him oral and regular sex, and anything else he wants you to do.""Yah right, he is still just a kid," Debbie snapped."Not after today!" The voice snapped back."Now get your ass cleaned up and get ready, he will be around soon," the voice shot."Oh right and when Daisy comes by this afternoon, I'll seduce her too." Debbie said, regretting it the second it left her pink colored lips."You are finally getting it," the voice boomed. "Today you are my little whore.""I never, I mean, I can't cheat on my husband, and lezbo stuff, that's sick, and your sick," Debbie managed, through her tears."Never say never," the voice boomed and then added. "You will, or there will be no husband to cheat on."It took Debbie over ten minutes to stop crying, before she fixed her make up and hair in the dreaded mirror again. She put on some perfume and returned to the living room. She was sitting on the couch, still not believing that she was even contemplating following the voice's perverse order. Debbie needed some reinforcement, she took a photo off the TV, of her husband and two children, and hugged it in her arms."I'm sorry honey, please forgive me for my sins," she cried, when she heard the doorbell's powerful ring."Get to work Debbie," the voice moaned.She moved to the front door, took a deep breath and opened the door."Ah hi Mrs. W. Collecting," the young man chirped."Hi Bret, come in for a sec, I'll get your money." Debbie said, as she swung the door open, her heart in her throat.They young man entered, but stayed by the front door, as he was in a rush to get done and head to the ball field."Ah Bret, have a seat on the couch, I will be with you in a second." Debbie mumbled from the kitchen, before she poured some coke into tall glasses, adding some of her husband's whiskey into hers.Bret reluctantly sat down, impatiently looking out the window at the clear blue sky. Debbie sauntered into the room carrying two glasses. "I just thought you could use a little drink.""Thanks, but I'm kind of in rush, have too ah..." Bret started, until he realized he forgot what he was saying, as he examined Debbie's sexy outfit. He never remembered seeing her dressed like this, in fact he didn't even remember being invited inside before. "I just thought we could chat for a sec," Debbie said, as she sipped her drink, her heart pounding, her face flush, it had been a long time since she had tried to act sexy. She was also still trying to make up her mind. Debbie looked out the window, and noticed the large figure leaning against the truck, arms folded. She also took one last look at her family picture."Ah Bret," Debbie started, her voice trembling. "So how's the coke?""It's good, but I have to go. Can I have my money?" Bret said, as he stood up."Please Bret it's cool, my husband is away with the kids!" Debbie cried."That's cool," Bret said, a little confused as he walked to the door."Please you can't leave yet, I haven't paid you yet!" Debbie said, as she raced over and pinned Bret against the door.Bret spun around, he was face to face with Debbie, as she leaned her body weight into his."Well I just thought you might like me," Debbie said, in her sexiest voice."Your all right I guess," Bret moaned. "Please Mrs. W. What are you doing?"Debbie was pressing up against the young man. She didn't find him attractive in the least. Bret was a short man with hard features, so she tried to avoid eye contract, as she slid down his body. She started to pull at the young man jeans."Please Mrs. W. Stop that!" Bret cried."Don't worry, don't be embarrassed, I will make it all right," Debbie said, on the verge of tears, as she struggled within, and with him. She finally got the young man's jeans open, as she had to keep batting his hands away. Reaching in his pants, she gripped his cock, surprised that it was already hard, when she pulled it out of his pants."Ah nice," Debbie managed, as she lied a little, the young man had a smallish cock, but it was stiff as a board as she gripped it in her hand, jerking it back and forth."See, doesn't that feel good?" Debbie purred, but didn't have to wait for an answer, as she was suddenly hit with a blast of cum, from the young man."Oh man, Oh God!" Bret gasped, as he looked at Debbie trying to wipe his cum from her eye. "I'm sorry, really I didn't mean too.""Bret it's all right," Debbie mumbled. "Ah I have to go really, forget the money," Bret said, as Debbie again stopped him. "Please Bret, you can do me if you want!" Debbie pleaded, as Bret pushed her out of the way, and opened the door."Please Bret, do yah, ah... Don't you want to see me strip naked?" Debbie screamed out, as Bret made it to the front steps. Bret stopped dead in his tracts; turning around he looked at Debbie in stunted silence, as she waved him back in, his cum dripping down her cheek.Debbie turned and went into the bathroom to clean up. She washed her face and hands quickly. Looking at her face in the mirror, she wondered if she had it in her, to go back out there."Ah Bret," she called out, somewhat hoping for a lack of response."Here Mrs. W." She heard from the living room. "Oh man I have to tell him my first name," Debbie said, with a nervous chuckle. "Ok Debbie you can do this, I mean, ten bucks he has never saw naked women up close before. Plus, they never forget their first. Plus you have worked so hard to keep your body in shape." With deep breaths, Debbie tried to build up her confidence, as she didn't want to break down in front of the young man. Debbie finally made her way back into the living room."Sorry again Mrs. W." Bret mumbled, as he looked down."Don't worry, it happens and Bret please call me Debbie, all right?" Debbie said, standing in front of him, as he sat on the couch. She was also looking directly at the large figure standing across the street. Strangely, she was a little relieved that he was there, because as long as she could see him she knew where he was, and he was far enough away, that she figured he couldn't see her that well."Are you ready?" Debbie asked, as she looked down to Bret, who was shaking his head up and down, although she wasn't sure if she was only asking Bret.Debbie looked down at her outfit, with trembling hands she slipped the right strap off her shoulder, and her right breast popped into view a lot quicker than she would have liked. Her eyes looked up at Bret, when she heard him gasp. Debbie was mortified, but did her best to smile, as she slipped the left strap down, exposing her other breast to the young man. Bret's eyes were a big a saucers, as if he was trying to burn the image of Debbie breasts into his memory. Debbie stood with her hands by her side, not really sure what to do with them. The heat of his stare was become unbearable for Debbie, causing her to turn around. After a minute or two to catch her breath, she began slowly lifting her tennis skirt, until she heard that gasp again, and knew that her naked backside must be visible. She stood frozen in that position as she tried to muster up some more courage to continue.Debbie wasn't sure she could expose her pussy to the young man, especially in its present state, so when she turned around, she quickly slid down on the couch next to the flushed young man. "Wow Mrs. I mean Debbie, your uh, things are great looking." Bret mumbled."They're called breasts," Debbie said, as polite as possible, as she fought her urge to cover them."Breasts right, sorry," Bret said, and then looked away in embarrassment. Debbie almost felt bad for the shy boy, as he reminded her a lot of herself when she was younger. She didn't want to ask him if he had ever had any sexual experience with a women before, from his actions it was painfully obvious. She turned Bret's face back around and told him that it was all right. Debbie surprised herself by grabbing Bret's hand and pressing it to her chest. When she took her hand away, Bret just left his hand there. His jaw wide open. "You can squeeze them Bret," Debbie whispered, after several awkward seconds had past."Not like that!" Debbie cried out quickly, when Bret's hand clamped down."I didn't mean squeeze; I meant caress, here like this," she said, as she guided Bret's hand to her breast again."See like this, soft and easy," she whispered, as she guided the young man hand with hers. Slowly Debbie dropped her hand, and Bret was on his own. Debbie slowly sank back into the couch, as Bret switched from one breast to the other. She closed her eyes and tried to journey back to a time, when she was younger, and that intense feeling of being felt up for the first time. She tried anything to put out of her mind the reality of the day's events. Debbie was snapped out of her quest, by the unique feeling of a hand running down from her breast, over her stomach, wondering around the waist of her tennis skirt. She felt her skirt rise, fingers dancing on her thigh, and then moving closer and closer."Oh my god," Bret gasped, matching Debbie's.Debbie quickly opened her eyes. Bret wore a shocked look on his face. Debbie didn't know if it resulted from the fact that he just touched her pussy, or that she was shaved bare, or maybe it was the simple fact that she wasn't wearing panties.Debbie didn't have the nerve to ask, she just smiled as seductively as she could and again guided Bret's hand back to her pussy. After a rough start, she figured she would show him how she liked to be rubbed. She moved his fingers in small circles around her clit. Bret was a slow learner, but soon got the idea.Debbie again sank back against the couch, almost unconsciously reaching out with her left hand, rubbing the front of Bret's pants, until she found her target. He jumped at first, but didn't fight her this time. Debbie again closed her eyes, as she drifted back off to another place in time."Ah...Deb...I gotta go!" Bret screamed out, startling Debbie, as the young man sprinted towards the door."Wait Bret!" Debbie cried out, as she was confused at first, and then quickly noticed her left fingers were wet and sticky. She let out a groan, as heard the front door slam."Oh man," Debbie cried out, as she covered her head with a pillow, for several minutes, as the humiliating events replayed in her head, before stumbling to the bathroom. After washing her hands, she returned to the living room. "Well I tried," Debbie cried out, as she knew the voice was still there, and was trying a preventive strike. "You tried, but failed, don't let it happen again," the voice barked."Failed! It wasn't fair; this whole thing isn't fair!" Debbie screamed into the air."No more crying or complaining, you have used up my patience," the voice barked."Right, your patience," Debbie thought to herself, sitting down on the recliner, face in hands. "I just had the paperboy cum on me, twice.""Now we have 3 hours until your haircut," the voice barked. "What shall we do?""Please leave me alone I haven't done anything to anyone," Debbie pleaded. "I'm no good at this.""Debbie bring the speakerphone into the bedroom," the voice said seemingly ignoring Debbie.Debbie did so, not before checking the lock on the front door and pulling the blinds shut. She even open the front door and took the spare key from underneath the front mat. "All set," Debbie moaned, when she entered the bedroom."Well I think not," the voice shot."What?" Debbie moaned."Well it's time to finish what he started," the voice barked."Ah you lost me," Debbie said, as she sat on the bed."Ok Debbie I will make it clear for you," the voice hissed. "I want you to slip out of them clothes and lie back on the bed and bring yourself to orgasm.""You want me to play with myself?" Debbie screamed out, her stomach fluttering.She waited for an answer, but none came. Finally Debbie fell back on the bed and slipped her clothes off, but kept her pumps on. Debbie slid a hand down in between her legs and ran her fingers over her pussy lips and started to moan wildly. She figured she would fake it, like she did in the bathroom earlier, but the voice wasn't buying it.The voice had Debbie assume different poses, each one seemingly out of some sick male perspective, on female masturbation. Debbie finale position was on her knees, shoulders pressed to the bed, both of her hands in action, one fingering deep inside her pussy, the other rubbing her clit. Debbie was totally humiliated, especially when the inevitable happened. She finally sank into the bed and pulled the covers over her head, hoping and praying that when she pulled them back off the day events would all have been a bad dream. CHAPTER 3: THE HAIRCUTDebbie heard her name being called out from the speakerphone. She had spent the last couple of hours in bed, searching for answers to her current dilemma, but had seemingly come up empty. "Welcome back Debbie, it's time to dress for your haircut," the voice boomed, when Debbie pulled the covers off her head."Ah, I usually just wear sweats," Debbie moaned, as she lifted the rest of the covers over her body, realizing her prayers, unanswered."Not today," the voice boomed. "Let's start with some hot shorts, Daisy Dukes seem appropriate.""Funny, I get it," Debbie groaned, at the voices lame joke.She searched through her clothes, the voice finally settling on a pink pair of shorts, which were a little too small, at least to Debbie. Next she found her black pushup bra, which the voice had no problem with, however finding a top took some time. The voice finally led her through a systematic cutting up, of a normal white T-shirt, until the shirt barley covered her black bra.As Debbie was dressing, the voice also told her exactly what it expected her to do with Daisy. None of it really surprised Debbie after the morning with the paperboy. Although she still wasn't sure she could pull it off."Debbie, back into the bathroom," the voice ordered, when Debbie was finally dressed.Back in the bathroom, Debbie stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. "Isn't this outfit a little obvious?" Debbie moaned. "Why don't I just wear a shirt that says, FUCK ME, in big letters?"After adding more make up and a dose of perfume, Debbie sat on the couch, nervously awaiting Daisy's arrival. She wasn't sure she could go through with it. She looked at the picture of her and Daisy on the wall. It wasn't like Daisy wasn't attractive. She reminded Debbie a lot of Nichole Kidman. She was lean and tall, with fair skin, and she had this thing about changing her hair color, but to Debbie she had the wrong equipment. Debbie still got queasy when she thought about two women making love.Debbie's eyes shifted out the window; the big white truck was still there. Debbie sunk deeper into the couch, instantly felling like a rat in a cage again. Several minutes later, she saw Daisy's car pull into her driveway."Just remember Debbie, I'm watching and listing, you wouldn't want to put your good friend in jeopardy too!" The voice barked. "That's what the man in the van is for."The doorbell rang and Debbie stumbled to the door, on week knees. After the two exchanged pleasantries, they headed for the kitchen. Debbie opened a bottle of wine and pulled a chair to the center of the kitchen, as previously instructed by the voice. Daisy quickly went to work on Debbie's hair, as the two swapped stories about their children, as she worked. It didn't take Daisy long to finish up, as Debbie really only needed a trim. "Daisy would you have a glass of wine with me in the living room?" Debbie nervously asked."Ah I guess, you're paying for the sitter," Daisy mumbled.The two women moved to the couch, Debbie's heart was racing, as she was trying to follow the perverted plan that the voice had laid out for her to follow."Is this how you normally dress around the house Debbie?" Daisy mumbled, as if she finally couldn't help herself."No, it's just you know, the husband and the kids are away.""Is everything ok Deb?" Daisy interrupted."Well not really.""I knew it, you've been acting strange all day, first on the phone and then here," Daisy roared. "It's just, ah you know..." Debbie started but just couldn't think of how to word it."Is it your husband?" Daisy asked.Debbie just nodded her head, this wasn't what she planned and she felt bad about what she was about to say."It's just he doesn't do for me what he used too," Debbie managed."Whose husband does?" Daisy laughed, and then went on to tell a long rambled story about how great her sex life was when she was younger and then she got married and about how things changed. The two traded stories until Daisy excused herself, to use the bathroom. Debbie used the time to build her courage."Well Debbie, If we can settle up I have to go, but call me and we will talk," Daisy said when she came out."Please Daisy just a few more minutes, ah I have one more thing.""What is Debbie, you're not pregnant again?" Daisy moaned."No nothing like that," Debbie said, as she pulled Daisy down on the couch again. "Well it's just, you know I never went to college, and I never had a lot of girlfriends.""I like you too Deb," Daisy said, as she gave Debbie a friendly hug. When Daisy went to break free from the hug, Debbie held on tight, as she looked up into Daisy's blue eyes."Hello Deb, it's me Daisy," Daisy whispered, as she felt Debbie shaking in her arms."I'm sorry!" Debbie cried out, as she slammed back against the couch, her hands covering her face."I can't fucking do this!" Debbie cried out."Debbie what's really wrong?" Daisy whispered, as she wrapped her arms around Debbie. "Man you're shaking!"Debbie cried for several minutes, as Daisy did her best to comfort her. Finally Daisy held Debbie's face in her hands, as she dried her tears with a tissue. Debbie broke free and pressed her lips into her friends. She even held her firmly on the shoulders, to prevent her from pulling away. Debbie slowly broke the hold, and opened her eyes."Well that was interesting," Daisy moaned, which sent Debbie back into tears."Really Deb, it's all right," Daisy said, as she went back to her comforting roll. "I mean what's that saying a kiss is just a kiss?""Does that mean you didn't like it?" Debbie mumbled."No, it just, you know, caught me by surprise, that's all, especially from you," Daisy mumbled. "You know our husbands are friends, we are friends, and our kids play together.""That's why I figured I could try it with you," Debbie mumbled."You mean you just want to like fool around, or something?" Daisy nervously asked."I ah, just wanted to know, you know, what it's like, I guess I missed that part when I was younger," Debbie rambled."So it's not like, you know, you have feelings for me?" Daisy groaned. "Well yah, I like you as a friend," Debbie moaned."Just a friend?" Daisy asked."Yah, it's not like I want to leave my husband for you." Debbie embarrassingly moaned."Oh thank god!" Daisy cried out in relief, as the two women hugged."Have you ever?" Debbie finally asked, breaking the awkward silence."Ah a couple of times, when I was in high school, just petting though. I really don't think I could, you know, go down on a woman," Daisy mumbled."Oh," Debbie said, as she hung her head, she also shared her friend's opinion."Oh Debbie, look at me," Daisy said, as she lifted Debbie's chin. "I think I understand.""I doubt it," Debbie said with a nervous laugh. "Listen I really hate to see you like this," Daisy said. "So I'll try to help you out.""You mean.""I mean if you want to fool around a little, you know, touch each other," Daisy muttered."Sorry for making you so uncomfortable, you know I wouldn't ask you if I didn't have too!" Debbie cried."Yah I guess so...Wait, what do you mean you have too?" Daisy said as she held Debbie's chin in her hand."Ah, I just have to...get it out of my system," Debbie said, as she cringed."Ok, just no toys, or anything," Daisy said, and the two women nervously giggled. "Ok you can kiss me now, this time I might even kiss you back."Debbie closed her eyes, as the two women's lips met, she didn't know if she was enjoying the kiss or the fact that she had seemingly pulled it off, as a sudden calmness fell over her. The two spent some time kissing, before Daisy pulled away laughing."What, was it all right?" Debbie asked nervously."Yah Deb it was fine, you're a good kisser, it's just, ah it's just like kissing my sister. Maybe we can move on?" Daisy stuttered."Ok what's next?" Debbie asked."Hey it's your deal!" Daisy cried out."Oh yah, ok, ah let's see." Debbie mumbled, as she looked at Daisy shirt. She reached out and started to untie the bow, her calmness quickly replaced with trepidation, as she held the two halves together."Ah Debbie what are you doing?" Daisy said, as she held the front of her shirt. "I thought we were just going to fool around, you know petting."I ah, that's what I'm doing, isn't it? Please I just need to do this!" Debbie said, as inside she knew she had to follow the voice's plan."Ok Debbie, I trust you know what you're doing," Daisy mumbled."Well I don't, but that's the idea," she said, as she pulled the shirt open, reveling Daisy's breasts, now only covered by a small red bra.For the second time today, Debbie felt that unique feeling of being felt up, for the first time, only this time she was doing the feeling up as she caressed Daisy's breasts. She pulled at the top of Daisy's strapless bra, and pulled it down to her stomach, causing Daisy to gasp.Debbie's hands were shaking when they returned to Daisy's breasts. They were just like Debbie figured, small and firm, with small areola and pinkish nipples, which Debbie spent some time fondling, as they hardened in her grip. She looked up at Daisy, who wore a look of concern."Relax Debbie," Debbie moaned, before she shot. "Ah, I mean relax Daisy." Debbie leaned forward and kissed Daisy's neck, before trailing her way down to her breasts. She spent several minutes kissing them all over, before getting the courage to finally take a hard pink nipple into her mouth. She took turns sucking and softly biting each one, for several minutes."Ah Deb I don't know about this," Daisy moaned, when she felt Debbie kissing her way down her stomach. Debbie didn't know just what to say to comfort Daisy, especially when she started pulling her jeans down. She finally pulled them off and tossed them aside. "Ah Deb," Daisy moaned out, as Debbie began rubbing her hand over Daisy's small red panties."Doesn't that feel good?" Debbie moaned."C'mon, you know it does, but still," Daisy moaned.Debbie could see that Daisy was struggling with her own emotions as well. Looking at the speakerphone, as if she was looking for an excuse. Debbie, thinking fast and in one burst of courage, moved Daisy's panties to the side, and quickly brought her face down. Quickly making contact with her target, causing Daisy to audibly moan. Debbie closed her eyes tight, as she began licking from the top to the bottom of Daisy's long pussy, which was covered in fine red pubic hair."Oh Debbie," Daisy moaned. "This wasn't what I had in mind."Debbie wished she didn't say that, because that's exactly what she had been thinking the whole time, in fact the whole day. Debbie continued to lick at Daisy pussy, trying to get use to the foreign taste. As she continued, she tried to remember how she liked to be licked, back in the day before she had kids, because after that Debbie swore off oral sex. She just didn't think a mom should be doing that kind of stuff.Debbie kept her eyes closed, and tried to put out of her mind what she was doing, and to whom she was doing it too. Debbie seemed to find Daisy's spot, as Daisy grabbed Debbie's head and held it, and she began crying out rather loudly. Daisy also began bucking her hips back and forth. Debbie was beginning to panic as her head felt like it was being pressed right into Daisy's pussy and soon Debbie wore a shinny mask of Daisy's juices. Daisy, gasping for air, slowly let go of her head, and the two sat up on the couch, next to each other, in awkward silence, before the speakerphone caught Debbie's eye. "Well, I might as well join yah," Debbie finally shot out.Debbie looked at her friend and with a nervous smile lifted off her T-shirt and then quickly unsnapped her bra, before she could even think about it."Oh yah, ah nice tits Debbie, but I have to use the bathroom first," Daisy said, as she rushed for the bathroom.When Daisy shut the door behind her, the voice reminded Debbie that there was no turning back now and she better get naked. Debbie just shook her head, as she knew the voice was right, as much as she didn't like it. Debbie slipped off her pink shorts and noticed she had a small wet spot in the crotch. "Oh my," she moaned, as she used the shorts to wipe the extra moister, between her legs. She was more than a little embarrassed that she had become aroused, and she didn't want Daisy to find out just how much, although her sexual scent filled the room.Daisy suddenly opened the bathroom door and was met by the naked Debbie, who gave her a small kiss. "I have to freshen up too, and then we can continue."In the bathroom, Debbie looked at her reflection in the mirror. She gasped, as her face was still shining from her earlier actions. She washed her face with cold water, somewhat surprised that steam didn't rise off her face, as it was burning hot. "Ok Debbie, we have come this far, someday maybe you will be able to explain all this to her," Debbie said to herself, before taking a deep breath, for courage. "Ok Daisy, I'm ready!" Debbie cried out, when she opened the door. "Daisy?"Debbie raced to the window, just in time to see Daisy's taillights racing down her street."Ah what the fuck!" Debbie cried out."Well that two strikes," the voice quickly bellowed from the speakerphone."Fuck that!""And fuck me, I know," the voice interrupted."Yah fuck you, and your an fucking asshole, how's that." Debbie snapped."Predictable, rejection is a bitch," the voice hissed."How will I ever explain this?" Debbie cried out. "Oh my god! What if she thinks I did it, just to get out of paying her!""Like the paperboy, but don't worry about that now, you have more important things to think about," the voice boomed."Please, I mean how much more do you think I can take, you're ruining my frigging life!" Debbie shot out."Well I think I have one finale task in me, and I hope you do too.""Really, just one more?" Debbie groaned, but was not real happy about it."Yes, but you can't fail this one, or it's three strikes and then..." The voice hissed."I know, please you're not helping," Debbie moaned, as she looked at her family's picture."I know what you need, to relax in a nice hot bath," the voice hissed."Oh yah that's what I need," Debbie said sarcastically, as she remembered that's exactly how this humiliating day started off."Get going," the voice barked.Debbie started the tub, adding some bubbles for protection, as she was suddenly becoming painfully aware of her naked state. Settling into the tub, she almost laughed, as she thought the voice might have actually been right about the hot bath. Her jovial state didn't last long however, as she soon found herself using the water out of the faucet to masturbate, per the voice's request. She even had to get intimate with her son's Mr. Bubbles bottle, while his rubber ducky was never happier.CHAPTER 4: THE FINAL TASKDebbie was ordered out of the bath, by the voice, and for the second time today, she had to dry off and then massage in body lotion, all in front of the mirror. Debbie wrapped herself in a towel and headed for the kitchen, carrying the speakerphone. She set it up on the kitchen table and nervously took a seat. "Are you ready for your last task?" The voice bellowed. "Yah," Debbie lied, still flustered from her perverted bath show."Ok it's simple, I want you to get your personal phone book," the voice boomed. "My phone book, ok it's right here," Debbie said, a little confused, as she got the little green book that had their families and friend's phone numbers in it. "Ok it goes like this, I want you to call up one of the people in the book, have them come over, serve them dinner, and then serve them yourself," the voice barked. "Oh simple," Debbie said sarcastically. "Yah I'll just call them up, you wanna come over and fuck me, so some sicko can watch." "Debbie you're wasting time, you have one hour, and remember you can't fail this task, also remember I'm listening, one false move and Game Over," the voice roared. "I get it!" Debbie cried out. Debbie sat in stunned silence, before she flipped through the book, back and forth, reading off name after name. She finally copied down four names and numbers from the book that she thought she might be able to get to come over, on short notice. "This can't be happening," Debbie cried out, starting to panic. She also was suddenly reminded of the simple fact that she hadn't had sex with another man in over eight years. She stared at their names, as she reached for the phone, but just couldn't dial the numbers. She finally mustered some courage by looking at the refrigerator that was decorated in pictures that her boys had drawn, and dialed an old boy friend's number, but it was disconnected. "That figures, that bum never paid his bills," Debbie moaned. Debbie dialed the next number, it was her car mechanics, but the phone was picked up by a female voice, so she quickly hung up. "Ah, that guy would have gotten grease all over me anyways," Debbie groaned. The next number was her younger cousin's. She always thought he showed her more affection than he should have, when they were younger. As sick as it made her feel, she mustered up her courage and invited him over to eat, when he answered, but he said he was going out with the boys and hung up, before Debbie could even beg. "I can't believe I was thinking about fucking my cousin!" Debbie cried out, as she read the last name on her list over and over. "Oh man, Jack Sumner," she groaned, as just thinking about him made her skin crawl. Jack was a good friend of her husband, who has given them a lot of business over the years, and he had also given Debbie many an uncomfortable stare. He was also the hug and kisses type that Debbie hated. Debbie suddenly shook, when she remembered the time she was coming out of the garage, carrying two gallons of milk and Jack rushed up to her. Debbie thought he was offering his assistance, but instead he took the opportunity to slip a hand into Debbie's shirt as he copped himself a cheep feel. Debbie picked up the phone again and called her cousin again, but only got the machine. "Fucking fag," Debbie cried, as she slammed the phone down. "Yah, you go out with the boys, when you could have come over and..." Debbie slammed her head down on the table. "Man, what the fuck am I doing?" Debbie spent some time pacing the floor back and forth. Looking at the clock, she knew she had run out of time and alternatives. Seemingly in an act of desperation, she picked up the phone and called Jack's number. "Hello." "Hello Jack, it's Debbie." "Oh Debbie, hi what's up?" "Nothing really, Jack." "Everything all right?" "Yah I guess, a little lonely maybe." "Yah well Debbie, hubby will be home tomorrow." "Yah I know, it's just I made this great lasagna, and well I hate to eat alone." "Yah, I know what you mean." "So what do yah say Jack?" "Are you asking me over?" "Yah, you like lasagna right?" "That's not all I like," Jack said, which made Debbie squirm in her seat. "So I'll see yah in a little while?" "I don't know Deb, I have a date later, need a little, well you know." "Please Jack!" "I don't know, she's a sure thing." "Please Jack, you won't be disappointed." Debbie mumbled. "Really, will yah even wear the gold dress?" "Ah the gold dress," Debbie moaned. "Sure I guess." "I'll see yah in an hour," Jack said, after a brief silent moment. Debbie put down the phone and slumped in her chair. She had been embarrassed before, but this was a new low. She just proposition her own husband's friend, and of all people, Jack Sumner. She sat up in the chair, as her stomach turned when she pictured Jack naked. Jack was a stocky man in his forties, and once Debbie saw him with his shirt off, and to her, it looked like he was wearing a fur coat. Suddenly the phone rang and Debbie jumped, before slowly answering it. "Very good Debbie, now let's make some lasagna," the voice boomed. "Now Debbie take off the towel and put on the apron that's hanging on the stove, and get to work." Debbie started to make dinner wearing just the apron and her high heels, as she almost laughed at the voice's perversion level. She put the lasagna in the oven and put some corn on low, finally she put some bread sticks on the oven's top, and opened a bottle of wine. "Ok, let's check out the gold dress," the voice barked, just as Debbie was about to sit back down. Debbie cringed, as she almost forgot about that part. Debbie made her way into the bedroom and found the gold dress in the back of her clothes closet, and quickly slipped it on. She shook her head when she remembered the one and only time she wore the dress. Her husband bought her the dress to wear, when they had to meet some important clients. When she tried it on, she found out why, as the thing barley covered her body in any and all directions. It was too low cut in the front and back and was too short, although her husband, and his clients' didn't seem to think so. It was an incredibly long night for Debbie, as she was ashamed that her husband would use her seemingly as a trophy wife. Debbie slipped on the small gold panties that went with the dress and headed for the bathroom mirror once again. The voice made Debbie shift and turn into all sorts of positions in the skimpy dress, each one causing Debbie to cringe. Finally when the voice had seemingly had its fun, and had given the dress its seal of approval, Debbie brought the speakerphone into the living room and set it up on the coffee table and nervously waited for Jack's appearance. A short time later the doorbell rang and rang; it took several tries before Debbie staggered to the door. "Hi Jack, thanks for coming over," Debbie said in her cheeriest voice, as she open the door. "Brought a bottle of wine," Jack said, as he gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "Come on in," a stunned Debbie said, as she was surprised that he brought a bottle of wine, as he always drank their booze, and he gave her a kiss on the cheek, usually he tries for the lips. "Dinners almost ready," Debbie said, as she led Jack into the kitchen. "Looking forward to it, you were always a good cook," Jack said, as he opened the wine. Debbie drank a glass down in record time and poured another, her plan was simple, let the alcohol work its magic. The two sat down and ate, Debbie was doing her best to be friendly and not talk about her husband, or Jack's wife, even though they were separated. It even seemed like Jack was following the same plan, as a result the dinner conversation was brutally awkward. Debbie cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, none to surprised that Jack didn't even offer to help. He just seemed intent on watching her every move, in the sexy dress. The two moved into the living room and settled in on the couch. "How's the wine?" Jack said, as he poured Debbie another glass. "Good," Debbie lied. "It should be, it cost 30 dollars," Jack moaned. Debbie had all she could do to not laugh in his face. She was still asking herself, "Why she called Jack?" "So Debbie, why don't you tell me why you really called me," Jack said, with an evil grin. "I ah," Debbie managed, as she knew the question signaled the beginning of the game, and Debbie was hoping that she would be more inebriated, before they got to this point. "The wines great, but wouldn't a Crown hit the spot right about now?" Debbie said, as she went to the liquor cabinet and came back with two snifter glasses full of Crown Royal. "Hey thanks Debbie, I didn't know you drank Crown," Jack said with a smile. "There are a lot of things that you don't know about me," Debbie teased, but hated herself for doing so. "I bet," Jack said with another smile. "Like what?" "Like for one," Debbie said, as he gulped a sip of Crown, which burned her lungs. "Like I never really minded that you always flirted with me." "Really? Well you hid it well." Jack snapped. "Yah, I hide a lot of things well," Debbie moaned. "Yah I know, like the simple fact that you like to hide that luscious body of yours." Jack said with a sly smile. "In fact, stand up for a sec, and let me take a closer look at you, in my favorite dress." After an another gulp, Debbie stood up and offered an awkward smile, as she really hated the way he looked at her, like he was always mind fucking her. Jack had her turn around slowly until she was all the way around. "And there is that ass," Jack shot, which caused Debbie to turn back around. Jack reached out a grabbed Debbie's hand. "Debbie, you were carved out of stone by a sex maniac!" He oozed, as he kissed her hand. Just the kiss sent shivers down Debbie's back, never mind his one liner. "Hey let's dance," Jack said, as he moseyed over to the stereo. Debbie's heart was pounding, as she always hated to dance with Jack, as he had a bad case of wandering hands. The sounds of soft music bounced off the walls, as Jack grabbed Debbie's hand and pulled her close to him. The two dance for a while, as Debbie had to fight her urge to slap his face, as his hands were doing their own dance, over Debbie's back and lightly over her ass. "Ah that's enough dancing," Debbie cried out, when she felt Jack's hand wander under her dress, pressing against her gold panties. "Oh Debbie, just some harmless fun," Jack mumbled. "Yah I know Jack," Debbie said, as she wondered how she was going to go through with it, if she couldn't even stand to dance with him. She immediately went to the back to the liquor cabinet, as she figured alcohol was her only answer. She sank back down on the couch with Jack, who immediately moved closer. Jack slowly moved his hands up to the back of Debbie's head and caressed the back of Debbie's short hair. "Love the hair Debbie, short and so sexy, like you," Jack whispered into her ear. Debbie only snickered at his comment. "Man you are tough," Jack said, as he stood up. "You change colors quicker than a stoplight." "Jack I'm sorry, I'm just nervous, you know I never." Debbie groaned. "Never, man you have two kids," Jack shot. "No, you know, never cheated, since I was married," Debbie moaned. "Oh is that what your worried about. What you think your husband hasn't?" Jack's comment hit Debbie like a tone of bricks, as her husband had promised her that his cheating ways were over when they got married, although Debbie wasn't that naive. She knew in her heart that he may have cheated, a time or two, as he did have a wondering eye, and she also knew that's exactly how she got together with her husband in the first place. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that," Jack said, as leaned down and wiped away a tear from Debbie face. Jack also leaned forward and found her lips with his. Debbie stomach turned, as he increased pressure, and soon his tongue was searching for hers. He pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her. The two were soon locked in a sloppy wet kiss. Jack's tongue exploring every inch of Debbie's mouth. Jack's sudden movements startled Debbie, when he spun her around and crashed back onto the couch. "Debbie you're a great kisser, really got me going," Jack said, as he rubbed his hand over the front of his pants. Debbie couldn't help but notice the large bulge that had tented the front of his pants. "Thanks," Debbie moaned, scared of what his pants were concealing."Now Debbie, dance for me," Jack hissed."Ah dance," Debbie said, as she started to move her hips back in forth. "Like this?" Debbie continued her awkward dance, as she felt like a rookie on amateur night. Jack suddenly grabbed her by the waist and spun her around and pulled her back on his lap. "Ah yes, now this what I was talking about!" Jack said excitingly, as Debbie was doing her best to get off his lap, as she could feel his hard cock, poking at her backside. Finally breaking free she stood back up, and continued her swaying. "That's nice Debbie, but do me a favor, lose the dress," Jack hissed. Debbie instantly felt like a cheep whore, normally she would have slapped him for that. In fact she would have even slapped her husband, if he ever talked to her like that. Debbie kept dancing, stalling for time, as Jack kept chanting, "take it off." Over and over. Debbie was thankful that the booze was kicking in, because she felt almost numb as she reached up and slipped the strap off her right shoulder and then slid off the left. She spun around and wiggled her hips, she figured if she was really going to do this then she would at least tease the Asshole first. Debbie slowly let the dress fall off the front of her body, as she looked over her shoulder at Jack, who was sitting back on the couch, with an amorous smile on his face. Debbie continued her dancing, her back towards Jack, as she finally let the dress slip off. It gathered around her ankles, until she kicked it to the side. She was now dancing in only her gold panties and black heels. She covered her breasts with her hands and spun around. She kept spinning around showing a little and then turning back around again. She had her back to Jack, as she shuffled back towards him, as she was shaking her gold panties, just inches from his face. She started to shuffle forward again when Jack grabbed her by the waist, tossing her on the couch. "Teasing time is over, Bitch!" Jack snapped, as his body weight slammed on top of Debbie. Debbie's head spun with emotions, and alcohol, as she felt Jack take her left nipple in his mouth. She closed her eyes tight and tried her zone out method again, as she realized that she had gone to far to turn back now. Jack spent some time sucking on Debbie's puffy nipples, before sliding down Debbie's stomach. Jack threw both of Debbie's legs over his shoulder and grabbed Debbie's panties by the waistband and quickly slid them down her smooth legs. He held them by his nose and took a deep breath, before throwing them on the floor. Jack held both of Debbie's legs in his hand, slowly fanning them back in forth, before slowly dropping a leg of the couch and slipping one over his shoulder. "Ah shaved Debbie, who knew?" Jack moaned, as his face was only inches from her pussy. He spent some time kissing and licking around her pussy, finally in a sudden move, drove into Debbie's pussy, causing her whole body to shake. Jack's tongue moved with furious accuracy, as if he remembered how long and how much he had wanted this. Debbie also couldn't help but notice, as she was no longer in her zone. Her eyes looked down in horror, as it seemed like Jack was crazy with lust, as his tongue was darting in and out. His fingers were also hard at work, first one and then two. Debbie started to plead with Jack to stop, as she fought against her body's reaction, to his lusty actions. Debbie's head was swimming in ecstasy, as her body convulsed. "Please, I can't take any more!" Debbie cried, as she experienced a series of powerful orgasms, which had been a mixture of pleasure and pain, as she felt guilty that Jack could make her feel so. Debbie was still recovering, when she felt Jack climbing up her body. She felt her breast's being licked and sucked again and then felt Jacks lips on hers, but Jack kept climbing up her body. Debbie soon found out why, when she saw that Jack had his pants off and his large throbbing cock was now poking right at her face. Debbie tried to move her face out of the way, but Jack was persistent and soon she opened her mouth, just to stop it from being rubbed and slapped against her face. "That's it, suck my cock," Jack hissed. "Suck my cock, you little whore wannabe." Debbie tried to relax, but his large cock invading her mouth, was causing her gag reflex to work overtime. It didn't help when Jack started pumping his hips back and forth. Debbie was starting to panic, from a lack of air and from Jack's increasing excitement, as she had never had someone release in her mouth before. Debbie breathed a sigh of relief, as Jack slid down her body, a couple of minutes later, but it was short lived, as she felt Jack quickly enter her wet pussy. Jack was the largest, by far, of any lover Debbie had ever had. She instantly felt like she was being torn apart, as she let out a piercing shriek. Jack seemed to be turned on by Debbie's pleas, as he picked up speed and the depth of his thrusts. Debbie felt defenseless under his body weight. She also found herself on the verge of yet another orgasm, which really made her panic, because she had never been able to do that with her husband before. "Please Jack, oh please," Debbie moaned, as she wanted him to stop, but Jack must have taken that as encouragement as he was now fucking Debbie with an unbridled intensity. Soon Debbie's pain was replaced by pleasure, as her body betrayed her mind. Her body convulsing in orgasmic bliss."That's it cum for me baby," Jack teased, as Debbie's body slowed. "See why they call me, Jack Hammer!"Debbie was relieved, when Jack finally stopped and rolled off of her, after a couple of deep strokes. She took several deep breaths, but she soon found herself up on the couch, facing the window, her legs spread wide apart. "Ok Debbie Get ready, I'm about to get real sinful on your ass!" Jack hissed, as he forcefully entered Debbie from behind. "OW JACK!" Debbie cried out, as he drove deeper and deeper. The sounds of slapping skin soon drowned out the soft music playing in the background. Debbie was becoming increasingly light headed, as the alcohol and the day's events were taking their toll. Debbie sighed every time Jack stopped, as she thought he was finished, but instead he would just toss her into another position. Debbie soon lost track of the number of different positions Jack had fucked her in. She was almost semi-conscious when she felt Jack's hot cum pouring onto her breasts. She only remembered the evil look on his face, as he did so, time after time. Debbie's next recollection was waking up near dawn, her head throbbing, but her pussy throbbing worse. She stumbled into the bathroom on sore legs and by passed looking in the mirror, as she vaguely remembered Jack coming on her face several times. Debbie turned the water on as hot as it would go, and scrubbed her body thoroughly, as she could still smell and feel Jack. She was only thankful that she couldn't taste Jack as well. Debbie dried off and stumbled back into bed, and drifted back to sleep, not waking up until several hours later. Debbie's heart warmed looking at the clock, it was 11:am and her husband would be home in a couple hours. Debbie's head was still spinning with questions; none of which she knew the answers too. She slipped on her silk robe and stumbled into the living room, stopping dead in her tracks, when she saw the speakerphone. "Oh shit!" she moaned. "Hey are you still there?" Debbie slowly grabbed the phone and put it to her ear, hitting the call button, the phone went dead, and Debbie fell back onto the couch. "Hey, If you're still watching!" Debbie screaming into the air, as she waved her middle fingers in the air. Debbie was startled by the doorbell ringing and even more startled when she went to the front door. The paperboy was standing there with two older boys, one which she noticed, had him in an arm lock. "Ah Excuse Me, Mrs. W. But do you remember me I used to cut your grass?" A tough looking young man dressed in black asked. Debbie was a little stunned at the boys' sudden appearance and she was a little embarrassed to see the paperboy after what happen yesterday. She looked over the other boys, they were both tall, one was dressed up nicely, in a shirt and tie, but the one that was doing the talking, was really mean looking. His eyes were as black as coal, and his voice as rough as sandpaper. His baldhead and V-shaped goatee weren't helping Debbie's composer any either, and she was sure that her husband, had always cut their grass. "This is my younger brother," the tough looking boy moaned, smacking the paperboy upside the head, "and this is my friend Tony." "Ah... Hi," Debbie managed, as she instinctively clutched her robe. "Well sorry to bother you, but you see we have a little problem here." the tough looking boy said, looking at Debbie's clutched robe. Debbie was having trouble breathing, as she listened to the boy. "You see my brother here is a bit of a liar, and his last lie included you," the tough boy said, as the boys made their way into the front hall. "You see, he said that, well you offered to let him see you naked, like you were some sort of exhibitionist, he even described your breasts in full detail." "Oh my," Debbie sighed, with a blush. "Yah, you see the way we figure it, Bro here owes you an apology, of course there's a slim chance that it did happen," the tough boy teased. Debbie just looked at them in stunned silence. "That's what I thought," the tough looking man moaned, before slapping his brother's face. "Now apologize fool." "Owww, you're hurting me, please for once I didn't lie!" The boy said, with a freighting squeal, before another slap found its mark."Please stop it!" Debbie pleaded. "Ah, he might have been right." "What?" Both the tall boys said, seemingly simultaneously. "No it was just, I ah had a little too much to drink, and I may have flashed him a little," was the best that Debbie could muster. "I don't know, she might be just trying to save your Bro, from an ass-kicking," the other boy growled. "Yah there is no way a woman like you, would ever let someone like my Bro, see them naked." The tough boy said, as he smacked his brother in the face again. "Please, ah, yah, it was just a," Debbie mumbled, as if her mouth was dried up. "Prove it," the tough looking boy interrupted. "What?" Debbie screamed. "Well he told us, in some detail, about your breasts, let's see if he was right," the boy barked. "You're kidding me right," Debbie said, with a nervous laugh. "No, let's see what's under the robe," the tough boy said, as he pulled at the robe. "Show us your tits." "But I'm totally naked under the robe," Debbie cried, as she backed away. "Even better," the tough looking boy said, as he licked his lips, and moved closer. Debbie felt like running, but she had backed herself literally and figuratively into a corner, as she was now standing against the far wall, as the three boys blocked her way into her living room. "Well let's go, if you did it once," the tough looking boy snapped. Debbie's hands trembled, as she fidgeted with her robe, "please will you just leave, my husband is coming home soon!" "Well then you better get it over with, because we aren't leaving until we know the truth!" The tough looking boy snapped. Debbie trembled as she untied her robe. Looking down at the floor; Debbie opened the robe, and quickly flashed the boys. "Ok there, now please leave," Debbie mumbled, as she tried to make her way into the living room. "I don't think so," the tough looking boy said, blocking her way. "Much to fast, in fact he said you showed him your ass as well, so why don't you just lose the robe all together." "What?" Debbie snapped, as she flashed the paperboy a look that could kill. While the tough looking boy began tugging at her robe, as if he was growing impatient. "Ok, Ok!" Debbie screamed, "but if I do it, you promise to leave." "Just do it!" The tough looking boy screamed. A startled Debbie, slowly let the robe fall open in the front, before slipping it off each shoulder and dropping it to the floor. The tough looking boy quickly picking it up and folded it up over his arm. Debbie now stood stark naked in front of the boys, as she covered her breasts with an arm and her crotch with the other. "God I love the don't look at me, I'm naked dance," the tough looking boy moaned. "Ok enough, put your hands on top of your head." Debbie just shook her head from side to side, a small tear rolling down her cheek. "Look I will ask one more time and then." "Ok please, just leave the other one alone." Debbie mumbled, as she saw that the paperboy was openly crying too. "Ok, get Dip-shit out of here, he doesn't deserve a look, fucking crybaby," the tough boy groaned, as the other boy threw the paperboy out the front door. Debbie was frantic, as the two boys looked her over, especially when she slowly raised her hands away, after the tough looking boy raised his fist to her."Well what do you know, Dip-shit might have been right after all, look at those nice puffy nipples," he said, before he reached out and squeezed her left breast a couple of times before Debbie batted his hand away."Please leave!" Debbie pleaded, which brought out laughter from the duo."Nice Tits lady, but sadly I'm an ass man, so let's turn around a put your hands on the wall," the tuff boy barked. Debbie did so, almost happy to be away from their stares. She also figured the boy had been arrested a time or two, as he was now kicking her legs apart. Debbie listened as they traded lewd comments about her ass, and what they wanted to do to it. She tried to turn back around, but a strong arm to the back, was keeping her in place. She felt hands groping her ass. She then gasped when she felt her ass cheeks spread apart. "Oh Man! This bitch is shaved!" The other boy cried. "Oh wow, let me see!" The tough boy said with excitement. "Yah, it's great you can see everything, watch when I pull on the sides, look how it opens up." "Look at that, we hit pink!" the other boy cried. "Look at how tight her asshole is, man that would be fun." Debbie was hysterical, as she thought she was about to be raped by the duo. She felt the back of her head being pulled back. "Well, well, who knew we had an old slut living in our neighbor hood," the tuff looking boy hissed into her ear, his hands full of Debbie's breasts. "Listen I have to go to my grandmothers, it being Sunday in all, but I will be back to fuck the shit out of you latter, and that ass won't be so tight after I'm done with it." He finished his statement by giving Debbie a smack on the ass, before he made his way out. Debbie sank to the floor, as she watched the two boys exit out the front door. She looked around for her robe and then like in slow motion, she remembered the tough looking boy had her robe around his arm when they left, like some sort of souvenir. Debbie rushed to lock the front door, and then crawled into the living room. Debbie sank down on the couch, feeling as low as she had all weekend. She seemingly didn't even have the strength to shed tears anymore. She just sat there trying to figure out how one phone call could have done so much damage. Debbie heard the speakerphone rattling. When she leaned forward she thought she heard her name, through the static. She was puzzled at first and then realized the batteries must be fading, as she broke into insane laughter. Debbie rose up of the couch, as if some sort of force took over her naked body. She went to her kid's room and came back to the living room carrying her son's baseball bat. Debbie looked down at the speakerphone, and then in a hitting display that would have made Ted Williams proud, laid waste to it. Debbie stumbled into the bathroom next, taking one last look at her naked, baseball bat swinging self, before unleashing a fatal blow to the bathroom mirror. Debbie was surprised that there wasn't some sort of camera or something behind it, when it shattered to the floor. Debbie seemingly still in her trance, went into her bedroom and got her private papers and the strong box that include the families important documents, and put them in the trunk of her car. Then she got her husband's strongbox, followed by the photo albums, and her son's favorite toy box. Finally she took the picture off the wall, of her mom, and put them all in the trunk. Debbie made her way into her bedroom and put on her favorite pair of sweats and her fuzzy bunny slippers. She went to the garage and threw her husband's golf clubs in the back seat, before backing her car across the street, ironically enough in the same spot the white truck had been parked. Debbie raced back across the street, back into her garage; after some searching Debbie finally spotted the gasoline bottle. She brought it into the house and poured its contents from one end of the house to the other. Using a stick match, she lit the gas, and was suddenly knocked off her feet, by the sudden explosion, that rocked the house. Debbie stumbled to her feet, and made her way back to her car. Debbie sat on the trunk of the car, as she watched her one time dream home, which in one weekend turned into the house of horrors, burn. Debbie wasn't sure if she would ever know who was behind the voice, although she had her suspicions, but she was sure that she wasn't going let it ruin her life. She also knew that she wasn't going to be the laughingstock of the neighborhood. She sat there watching the flames burst through the windows, sirens off in the distance. She suddenly thought about her husband, it was his goal to move his family to a warmer climate, and a better neighborhood. "Well hubby, looks like we pack up the family and move to Beverly Hills, after all." Debbie said, as a tear rolled down her cheek, another quickly joined it, when she saw her husband's car racing down the street. The End. Hope you enjoyed reading my story. [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 23 |
aftertheparty.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/aftertheparty.txt | We had settled into a routine of having sex once a week at the weekends as we were working and were tired after the hard week. The sex was great and we were trying to keep the trill as high as possible.Jean came come home very late some nights from work saying that she had to stay back to finish some work. She would go straight to bed those nights saying she was very tired and needed to get her rest. This went on for a few weeks and even at the weekends we did not have any sex as she was too tired. One Friday night Jean came home late and said that one of the women was leaving and they were having a going away party for her on the Saturday night.On the Saturday Jean was getting ready and was having a few drinks as she did so. She was having a shower and I brought her in another drink, as I entered the shower room I noticed that she was shaving her pussy. I stood and watched her doing it, she completely shaved all her pussy hair off. Normally I do this for her and we would have great sex while doing so. I made a noise as I entered the room and Jean turned her back to me saying she was just finished and leave the drink on the unit.I went down to the kitchen to get more drinks and when I returned she was dressed in a new outfit of a very sexy top and short skirt. She had got dressed very quick for her, normally it takes a long time so why so quick. You look great I said moving in for a quick feel, she moved away saying not to mess her make-up. She had done herself up very well and her lipstick was a dark red which looked really sexy. What's so special about tonight I asked you seem to have gone to a lot of work getting ready. Nothing she said I just wanted to look good is that so wrong she replied. Nothing wrong I said you look so sexy I could make love to you right here and now. Later she said turning to head out, I get my keys I said, it's ok she replied I have a taxi coming. I normally give her a lift everywhere why the change, I am picking up the others she said and off she went.I was left standing there surprised and wondering what was going on. I went into the kitchen and had a few drinks and something to eat. I went upstairs to our room to collect Jeans drink glasses, she had a few before she left. As I moved around Jeans side of the bed I noticed some tags from cloths on the ground, must be from her new outfit I thought. I picked them up and noticed that they were tags from underwear from Ann Summers, when did she get these. I read the tags and they were for a support half bra, crotch less panties and a suspender set. I was surprised at this as I have often asked Jean to try out this sort of lingerie for me without any luck. What was she doing wearing these going out tonight and who was she wearing them for. I then looked in her bed side locker something I never do and was shocked by what I found there. There was a bag in the back of the unit which I took out and opened. The first surprise was some photos of Jean posing in the sexy underwear, these looked like she took them herself earlier. She was wearing really sexy panties and a bra which showed her nipples. The next lot of photos looked like someone had taken them of her, she had her legs spread and was playing with her pussy. The big surprise was one of Jean with a big Black dildo in her pussy and her staring at the camera with a really sexy look.In the bag was the big Black dildo, it looked huge how did she get that into her pussy and why. I could smell her sex off the dildo, she must have just used it in the shower earlier.What was going on with Jean, is this why we did not have sex in a while, was she getting it somewhere else. I searched the locker and found more stuff, a half pack of condoms, some anal gel and a pack of tablets marked sex.There were also photos of black guys fucking white woman and the woman sucking their cocks. What was Jean into and when did it start. I put everything back as I found it and went downstairs for a drink, as shocked as I was I was also excited and had a big erection which I played with.I had a good few drinks and was going to stay up to confront Jean but it was getting very late so I went up to bed. I lay there thinking of what I had found and played with my cock. I imagined Jean being fucked by some Black guy. I fell asleep after a while naked with my cock still erect.It must have been after 5 when I heard a car outside the house, I looked out the window and seen a couple in the back of a taxi kissing. Must be a neighbor I thought, the door of the taxi opened and the light went on. I could clearly see Jean getting out and a black guy sitting in the back of the taxi.I jumped back into bed shocked at what I had seen and pretended to be asleep. Jean was a while downstairs before she came up, when she did I pretended to be asleep. She moved to her side of the bed and started to strip, I had my eyes slightly open watching her in the mirror. She took off her top and I noticed that she had no bra on, where was the sexy one she had on going out. She stood up uneasily looking as if she had a lot to drink and took off her skirt she was naked underneath again the sexy underwear was missing. She fell into bed naked muttering something which I made no reply too. She smelt of sex and drink, she fell into a deep sleep quickly. I lay there for a while thinking of what I had found and seen. I was annoyed and exited wondering what Jean was up to. I was getting an erection again and decided to play with her. I touched her breasts and her nipples were swollen, they felt great she let out a little moan. She was lying on her back so I moved my hand down onto her pussy which was smooth and sexy. Again she moaned and I managed to move her legs apart, I moved my hand back onto her pussy slipping a few fingers into her. I was surprised to find her pussy very wet and sticky, I pushed my fingers into her and she tightened her pussy on them. I pulled them out and put them up to my nose, I could clearly smell her cum mixed with a man's cum. She had sex with someone and it was not me . She was still asleep, out for the count full of drink and cum. I was mad and horny at the thought of someone fucking her. I put my hand back into her pussy and played with her she was still moaning and moving her pussy on my fingers. I decided to fuck her and moved her legs apart and placed my cock at her pussy. I slipped it in slowly she was really juicy and she pulled her legs up so I could get into her. She was moaning and I could hear her talking fuck me hard again John she called out as I rammed into her. I played with her nipples and shot my load into her. She woke up as I did and looked at me with shocked eyes, no it's not John I said as I fucked her hard sucking on her nipples. Jean looked shocked as I pulled out of her and asked if John was a good ride. She was speechless as she pulled the covers up over her body. I pulled them back away from her and stared at her body, her nipples looked as if they were suck hard and her pussy was glowing red and flushedWho the fuck is John I asked in a mad tone, she looked surprised as I repeated the name. I don't know she replied , don't lie I said I seen you getting out of the taxi after kissing a guy and I also felt cum in your pussy which was a man's. You went out dressed in sexy underwear and came home naked under your cloths. You also called out his name as I fucked you , telling John to fuck you hard again. So what's going on and with who.She sat up in the bed and started to tell me all. She was not at a going away party but at a swinger's party. She told me that a new guy had started on her team a while back and she had to train him in. He was a Black guy who had just moved here from America, his name was John. At first he was quiet and they worked hard on his training which went very well. They got on well, he was grateful for all of Jeans help in training and being friendly to him. One night after work jean went to her car and seen John standing at a bus stop it was raining very hard so she stopped and offered him a lift.He lived in an apartment with another guy and that guy's girlfriend, when they arrived he offered Jean a coffee for her kindness. Jean said she had to get home but he insisted, ok she said and up they went. John opened the door to the apartment and said to Jean that the couple he shared with may be asleep so they were quiet going in. Once inside John took Jeans coat off and made the coffee, Jean asked where the bathroom was as she wanted to tidy her hair and see how she looked. Down the hall on the right he said pointing the way, Jean went down the hall, it was dark but she did not switch the lights on as she was afraid of waking the couple up.Jean went down the hall passing the open door of a bedroom, where the couple was sleeping. She looked inside as she passed and could see that the couple was clearly not asleep, they were having sex on the bed. Jean froze on the spot looking at them, the guy was on his back and the woman was on top fucking him like mad. He was playing with her breasts as she moved up and down on his cock. Jean could see his cock move in and out of her pussy. They then moved and he entered her from behind, Jean got a good look at his cock she said it looked big as he pushed it into her hard.Suddenly Jean could feel a hand moving onto her breast from behind another hand was moving over her pussy through her trousers. Hot lips pressed into her neck kissing her softly and whispering to her asking if she was enjoying the show. Her nipples shot up in reaction to the hand on them and she pushed her pussy into the hand on it. It was John who was touching her he held her firm and she watched as the couple fucked like mad, then the guy pulled his cock out of the woman's pussy and pushed it into her arse, Jean moaned as she watched. Like that John asked Jean Yes she replied as he turned her around and kissed her slipping his tongue into her mouth she sucked it in and then shot hers into his mouth. He took her by the hand and entered the room with the couple placing jean on the bed beside them. We were enjoying the show he told them, jean could say nothing she was still shocked at what had just happened. John started to open her shirt and touch her breasts she tried to stop him, but he had her bra up over her breasts too quickly. Wow he said your breasts are bigger than I expected and your nipples are huge. He played with them for a while, it was the other couples turn to watch. He then opened her pants slipping them off over her legs and then he took off her panties. She again tried to stop him but only a token jester as she was really feeling sexy.She was now naked and he told her to open his pants which she did. She took out his huge cock she said. He told her to suck him, which she did taking it all in. You are the first woman to do that he said, pushing her back onto the bed. He spread her legs and licked her pussy then put the head of his shiny cock at the tip of her pussy. Do you want this he asked, she nodded yes, say it he told her. Tell me to fuck you with my big cock, please fuck me with your big cock John. With that she said he slowly pushed into her then he rammed it all the way in. I came straight away she said as he rode me like mad. The other woman was sucking my tits and the guy was pushing his cock into my mouth.It felt so good when John came in me, it felt so hot and huge load of cum come out of him it ran down me. I sucked the other guys cock and he came over my tits as the woman sucked my nipples. Johns cock was still erect and he fucked me again and we even tried anal sex but I was too tight. He said he would work on that.So every night after work we would go back to the apartment and we would fuck like mad and yes he did work on anal sex. I was shocked as Jean told me the story and what about tonight I asked. We were invited to a swinger's party, John knew them. Why did you shave your pussy and all the new underwear. John told me to shave and he bought the underwear for me .I told her I found the dildo and the other stuff. John bought them for me also and when I needed sex he told me to use the dildo and think of him She told me that the party was in a house in the country and that there were a lot of couples there some, some young and all nationalities .John told her to be really sexy tonight as everyone was keen to see who he brought.She and John met a younger couple and had a few drinks with them. We talked for a while before pairing off, the guy took Jean upstairs to a bedroom. Inside Jean said he told her to strip off, she told him to sit down and enjoy the show. She took off her top and her breasts were pushed up high with the half bra, her nipples were hard and red. Bet your wife has nothing like these Jean teased as his eyes glued to her tits. She dropped her skirt and stood before him in her suspender set his jaw dropped as she walked up to him. She placed a leg beside him letting him see the crotchless panties with her pussy lips showing. Jean said she could see his cock bursting to get out, lick my pussy Jean ordered as he dropped down and did as she ordered. Now take out your cock and wank it for me. He took out his cock and wanked for a minute before he shot his load. In the other room John was giving the young wife the fuck of her life, she could only take half his cock in her mouth and less in her little pussy. He left her spread wide for her little husbands cock. They joined Jean and her husband, John looked at jean standing there in her sexy gear and took her standing ramming his cock into her pussy. See that's how to fuck a woman Jean said to the man and that a real pussy John told the woman.I was really turned on by what jean was telling me and I had a really big erection. Jean ran her hand down to my cock and started to run her fingers up and down it. I see you enjoyed my story she said, do you like the idea of me being fucked by a black cock. She was wanking me slowly, yes I answered, I dreamed about.She started to lick then suck my cock, she moved on top of me and started to ride my cock. She was now in total control and knew it. Would you like to fuck my arse she asked, yes I stuttered in excitement. My cock was covered in her juices and Johns come as I entered her, I have never come so hard before. Wow had she learned a lot, she was now a sex goddess. So what now I asked Jean. Well she repliedThat's for the next installment...Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 76 |
iwonder.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/74/iwonder.txt | It all started about 3 years after I married Vicki. Long story shortened when we met Vicki was married to another guy and I was married at the time too. A couple of years after we met her husband died and we finally had our chance. Vicki was my absolute soul mate personality-wise from day one, and on top of that she was gorgeous. 5'7", nice 36D tits and a tiny waist and beautiful ass. She had blonde hair with white highlights and big brown eyes. Sex was always great in bed and we experimented quite a bit. She was an exhibitionist. I loved it when she would flash guys and we always had great sex after. And all of my friends were in love with her and wanted to get into her pants. At this time in our marriage, we never involved others in our love making but we would talk about it as foreplay, now and then bringing up another guy verbally (at least) in bed. We played around with bondage a few times with both of us taking turns being tied up and we'd tease each other endlessly for hours. This one Saturday afternoon when it was raining outside we decided to play around a bit. I had tied Vicki naked to the four corners of the bed and put a blindfold on her. I tucked a pillow under her ass for better access to her pussy. She had really sensitive nipples and I always make sure to play with them... a lot. On this day I had ice cubes and was rubbing them on her nipples. I'd put an ice cube in my mouth and I would suck on her nipples as I pushed the it against her nipples with my tongue. She was loving every minute of it. I also had one of her vibrating dildos out and was also teasing her clit with it. Then the phone rang. I answered the phone that was next to the bed so Vicki could hear me, and it was one of the guys I work with. He had just finished a project and wanted to drop the report off so I can review it before the meeting we had scheduled on Monday. So I said sure, just come on by. He was married and we both hit it off well and we played softball together on the company team. Occasionally we'd would go out for drinks after the games and sometimes after work to unwind. He had never met my wife, but he never failed to always look at the picture of her that I kept on my desk. I knew he was attracted to Vicki by the attention he paid to that picture so when he asked on the phone if she was around maybe he could finally meet her. I was more or less expecting it. I told him that she was a bit "tied up" right now, but maybe he could later. He sounded disappointed but said he would be there shortly. When I hung up the phone Vicki laughed and said "tied up"?? Then she said that since someone was coming over that I should untie her. As I looked at her I could tell she meant what she has said, but I continued to stall and tease her anyway. I said, "Maybe I will just leave you tied up like this when he comes over. I'd like you to think about being tied naked to a bed as I entertain my co-worker in the next room."Again she asked me, but I refused and then I got between her legs and started to lick her pussy. Vicki was trying to fight it but finally she let the feelings of pleasure overtake her and she now was telling me not to stop. She said she was getting really close to cumming now. Wanting to prolong this more, I stopped licking her, but I continued to slowly use the vibrator to play with her clit and pussy. I asked her if I could leave her tied up when Tom arrived. Since all she wanted to do now at that moment was cum, she simply said, "Yes... okay, whatever," to get what she wanted. I knew she'd say yes to anything right then as long as I didn't stop what I was doing. So I started licking her clit again until she had her orgasm. Vicki was capable of having several orgasms in a session so I knew that this was just the beginning of the afternoon. Once she recovered from that orgasm she said again it was time to untie her now, and I said no. She protested and she said that I had had my fun and now it was time to untie her before Tom got there. But I continued to tease her. I told her that she was going to be tied up for a while and that she just as well relax and enjoy it. I turned the vibrator on and slowly ran it around her clit again to keep her excited. Then I started to suck on her nipples again. Her protests slowly subsided and she was starting to moan again. I knew she could have another orgasm and was well on her on her way to having another one soon. But I now wanted to keep her on the brink until Tom arrived. Then it would be too late to untie her. So I continued to play with her with the dildo. I kept teasing and saying that Tom was going to be here soon and she was going to be naked when he arrives.... Once again lost in the feelings she was getting from the vibe there were no protests to anything I was saying. I slowed the teasing a bit but she begged me not to stop. I told her only after she promised to let me keep her tied up when Tom arrived would I finish her. Desperate to finish she said, "yes...whatever", just as the doorbell rang. Vicki started to panic and protest at the sound of the doorbell, but I said, "you promised" and that she should be a good girl or Tom may hear her or maybe I would invite him in to let him see her naked. She finally said "OK, just go" as the bell rang again. I propped the vibrator up against her pussy so it just touched her clit. Then I jumped up and threw on a t-shirt and baggy pants (I was rock hard) and told Vicki to be a good little girl---and be quiet as I talked with Tom. Before I left the bedroom to let Tom in I decided to turn the vibrator on and I the made sure blindfold over Vicki's was secure and she couldn't see a thing. She was saying something about how mean I was for teasing her like this. I reminded her to be quiet as I closed the door behind me and went to greet Tom. I invited Tom in and asked if he wanted a beer and we went into the kitchen and opened 2 beers. He gave me the report and we talked about it, but I was a bit distracted thinking about Vicki blindfolded and tied up in the next room. We continued to talk about the report and finished our beers. I got two more for us and I said that I needed to get my briefcase from the bedroom and would be right back. I quietly opened and closed the bedroom door behind me and told Vicki to be quiet because Tom was still here. I noticed the vibe had fallen away from her pussy so I moved it back where I had put it, after running it again around her clit. I quietly told her how sexy she looked and she told me how excited she was and how she felt really naughty and turned on knowing another guy was in the house. As I continued to run the vibrator along her clit I asked her if I should let Tom in and let him see her like this and she said absolutely not!!! Teasing her I said that maybe I would bring him in and she kept saying "NO!! Don't you dare!!" I asked her how she'd know if I did or not blindfolded. She just smiled and said, "That won't happen buddy. You don't have the guts to do that." I started to suck on her nipples again to keep her hot. When I could see her breathing was starting to tattle on her and she was getting good and hot I told her to hold that thought, I needed to get back to Tom or he might think something was wrong. I went to get my briefcase and again said that the next time the door opened I was going to fuck her good and that maybe Tom would take turns with me. That was when she surprised me and again she said that I did not have the nerve to let him in. I stopped in my tracks. I glossed over that when she said it before, but now she was making a point out of challenging me. I put the briefcase down and walked to the side of the bed and whispered, "You don't think so, huh? Just wait and see." Vicki started to laughingly apologize, saying that she did not mean it and I said, "Too bad it's already said", and I walked to the door. As I was walking out of the bedroom my head was spinning and I was wondering if I had the nerve to let Tom in and see Vicki naked and tied to the bed? If I did let him in... What would I do that for? What would I let him do? Would I be able to let him play with her and how would I feel about watching them together??Lost in thought I opened the door and closed it behind me and walked back to the kitchen where Tom was drinking his beer... not knowing what I was going to do next. When I got to the kitchen, Tom asked where my briefcase was. I told him "crap, I left it in the bedroom." I started to come up with an explanation for why I'd leave to go get it but then not bring it back when Tom said that he heard Vicki and I talking and asked if he could finally meet her? I was a bit shocked and surprised that he heard us and I asked him if he heard what we were talking about. He told me he could not make out what we were saying exactly, but he heard us talking and was anxious to finally meet her. Now I was reeling and did not know what to do. One part of me wanted to bring him in there and another part of me was afraid to do it, not knowing if I could stand watching what might happen. That was when I made the decision, and I told him that she was tied up right now. He then asked "what do you mean tied up?"Could I actually do this? I thought to myself what the hell, I am going to call her bluff, and so I said to him that she wasn't really tied up doing anything important. She was just "tied up" period. It was one of our little games. "What kind of game" Tom asked?? "Well, every so often we get sexy and do things like tie each other to the bed...and well you know?? Today was her turn to be tied up, so I told Tom she really IS tied up in there, waiting for me to come back in." That was when he stood up and said that he better get going, he didn't want to interrupt anything... "So I can get back in there with her." I then said, "No, don't go just yet." Tom looked at me. I knew he was wondering what I meant? I then told him that when he called I was joking with her about bringing you in there when you got here and at first she protested but then after a while she said that I did not have the guts to do something like that. So I told him that I wanted him to stay because I wanted him to go in the bedroom with me and just show her who had guts and who didn't. He looked sincerely shocked, but slowly he asked if I really meant it??? I told him yes, but there had to be some rules he had to abide by. He asked what the rules were. I told him that at any time Vicki or I say no, he has to just stop cold, get up and leave. He asked "is that it??" I said yes. He asked how far he could go and I said, "Let's just see what happens and play it by ear." I told him that he needed to be totally quiet and not speak unless I told him to and that he should just follow my lead, because I did not want her to know he was there. I was going to continue to tease her as if we were alone and still playing our game. He said "OK...sure, let's go." As we started walking toward the bedroom door again I told him firmly to be quiet and not talk at all. Then I quietly opened the door to the bedroom. Vicki was laying there in all her naked splendor and Tom was hiding behind the door looking thru the crack and ogling my wife. He didn't know she had a blindfold on and couldn't see him at first. Seeing she couldn't, now brave he stepped around the door and into the bedroom doorway with a big shit eating grin on his face. Vicki heard me come in but the door had not closed. She asked me if Tom has left and I said, "What do you think?" She said that she KNEW he had left because I did not have the nerve to bring him in here and besides the door had not closed. As I walked to the bed I turned the radio on to some soft music so she could not hear any of our movements and then I reached over and gently pinched her nipple with one hand. I told her to think whatever she wants. She said, "I knew it, all talk, no action" and I said, "OK...if you say so." That was when I walked to the end of the bed next to Tom (he was stroking his cock through his pants now) and I told her that I was going to tell her everything that I am going to do to her before I did it, because the blindfold was going to stay on today. I told her to get ready because now I wanted to lick her pussy. I got between her legs and started to gently lick her lips and nibble her clit. Vicki was still obviously still horny as hell and her pussy was wet with her lust. After a few minutes I stopped. She said, "don't stop that's feeling really good." I got up and motioned for Tom to get between her legs and lick her. Tom replaced me with one fluid movement. He leaned over and began to lick my wife's pussy. Vicki began to moan almost instantly, saying "wow that feels really good, don't stop!!" In just a few minutes she had another orgasm, this time with Tom licking her. When Tom stood up I asked if she liked that and she said, "Yes, it was great." I then said that that was Tom not me and she said "yeah right. You just did it a bit different than usual to mess with me, but it was you." I wondered if the blindfold was completely on her right, or if she could see out from under it to know it wasn't me, but there was no way to tell for sure and I was not going to ask.I reached down and took off my pants and t-shirt and motioned for Tom to quietly do the same. Then I got onto the bed next to her head and told her I wanted her to suck my cock. Playing along with me, she sarcastically asked, "don't you mean you want me to suck Tom's cock?" I said, "Maybe later" as I guided my cock into her mouth. Vicki started giving me a great blow job as Tom watched.I looked over to see Tom taking his shirt and pants off. He was watching Vicki suck me off. It was all sexy as hell.Anyway Tom was standing there with just his boxers on and his cock making a huge tent. As he pushed them down I noticed that his cock was a little bit longer than mine, but not quite as thick. Being about the same size was a good thing because Vicki may not know it was his cock until it was too late. But I still wondered. Vicki knew me sexually very well and she very well might feel an extra inch in length with that pillow under her ass, a little bit thinner or not.I was rock hard. Another guy was in my bedroom watching my wife give me a blow job right after he had licked her to orgasm. Not wanting to cum yet, I told her that now I wanted to fuck her now, and Vicki always being the wise ass she can be she said "why not have Tom fuck me?" So I said, "Okay, but not just yet." I got off the bed next to her and walked to the end where Tom was standing stroking his cock. I now got onto the bed between Vicki's legs and told her I was going to fuck her now. As I rammed my cock into her pussy she let out a gasp. I asked, "Do you like that?" and she said, "you know I do."As I continued to fuck her I kept telling her that I was going to let Tom fuck her next and again playing along with what she thought was a game she said, "Yes, please let him fuck me. I know he's got a nice cock." Then she said, "Tom, come here I want your cock too." I said, "Ask my friend Tom nice for his cock, let him know you want him to fuck you" and she started begging in a kidding way for Tom to fuck her. I said, "OK if you want his cock, here it is." Then I slowly pulled out and got off the bed said "OK Tom, your turn. My wife wants your cock... give it to her." I whispered in his ear to stay on his knees and not to get close to her face so she didn't smell his aftershave. He got on the bed on his knees and I was standing right behind him. I leaned over his shoulder so Vicki would think it was me and said "Tom fuck her good and Vicki show my friend how well you fuck a man." Thinking it was me and playing the game she said "yeah Tom fuck me good I want your cock."That was when I saw for the first time another guy's cock enter my wife's pussy. In one long stroke he sunk it in her wet pussy all the way to his balls. Vicki let out a moan, "Oohhh Tom!! You DO have a nice cock. That feels so good, fuck me with your big cock Tom. Fuck me hard!" And that was exactly what he did. Holding onto her hips he started pumping his stiff prick into her with long, hard strokes and she was just loving it. She kept saying "yes, yes that's it...fuck me harder Tom...yes, yes.." My cock was so hard. I was stroking it as I watched him fuck my wife. It was incredibly hot seeing how much she was enjoying it. But I had to stop stroking it or I was going to cum, and I didn't want to do that. So I just stood there and watched as she was getting close to another orgasm. Vicki was saying "don't stop Tom. Harder, fuck me harder Tom. Your big, long cock feels so good, I'm going to cum"--and dutifully Tom just kept pounding her pussy until she had a really strong orgasm. Then Tom pushed his cock deep into her and stiffened like a board all over and I knew I was watching him shoot his load inside of my wife's pussy. She was in heaven, saying "oh yes, that's it. Tom fill me with your cum" as he was pumping the last bit of his cum into her. When he was finished he backed off the bed and stood there quietly. I asked Vicki if she liked it. She said that she did. I asked her if maybe we could invite Tom back sometime for another round.Vicki continued to play along and said, "Oh yes, I'd like that a lot. Tom has a very nice dick and it felt soooooo good." I said, "I'll be right back because I need to get something to drink," and I motioned for Tom to get his clothes. Then we tiptoed out of the bedroom. Quietly he got dressed, and we said our good byes. He asked me if everything was ok between us and I said, "Of course," but not to talk about this with anyone else and he promised. I walked back in the bedroom and got on the bed. I removed Vicki's blindfold and asked if she had liked that, and again she said yes. I ran my fingers along her pussy just barely touching her clit and she moaned, "YES! That was really nice. I loved it." I moved my hand down to her pussy opening I could feel Tom's cum oozing out. I told Vicki that she was so sexy and that I was so in love with her. We kissed and then just laid side by side holding each other for a long time. Realizing I was getting stiff again I said, "Hey I'm still horny as hell. Maybe I should have sloppy seconds... ya think?" Vicki said that was up to me. If I wanted to fuck her after Tom it was OK with her and then she laughed that cute laugh of hers. I said "maybe I will. It might be really sexy to fuck you with Tom's cum still in there." Still thinking this was all a game she said, "Yes, please fuck me. Stick your cock in where Tom just fucked me and feel all of his cum in me. It felt like he really filled me up." So I got between Vicki's legs. She told ahold of my hard cock and rubbed it up and down her slit to lubricate the head and then I slowly pushed just the head into her pussy. As if on cue we both sighed because it felt so wonderful and both knew what was about to come. Then I slammed it in the rest of the way. Vicki moaned that sexy little moan of hers and whispered in my ear, "Now I want you to fuck me again... just like before." That's when I said, "That wasn't me, that was Tom."Vicki said, "If that's your story, then you stick to it. All I care about is that you fuck me again just like Tom just fucked me then. OK?" I did. I pounded my cock in and out of her pussy the way Tom just did, but I was so horny that I did not last as long as he did before I shot my load into her adding my cum to Tom's that was already inside her. I then leaned down and asked if she enjoyed our game and she said yes. As I pulled out 2 loads of cum started to run out of her well fucked pussy. I reached down and ran my fingers along her slit and rubbed the cum around her clit in little circles. That turned her on and she asked me to make her cum again. I said, "Wow honey, your pussy is really hungry today, isn't she?" Vicki just smiled at me and nodded. "It's been a really sexy day today," she said. I knew my cock was not ready again that quickly, so I lowered my head to her breasts and began to suck first one sensitive nipple and then the other as I finger fucked her. I kept playing with her until she had yet another orgasm. Then I untied her and we hugged each other in the aftermath of one hell of an afternoon fuck session. One that I will never forget. To this day I do not think that she knew it was Tom who had fucked her, but I'm not at all sure that is the case. She never admitted to it... if she knew. All I do know is that while making love ever since that one time, Vicki has never used the same exact words, "Loved my big, long cock!" while we were making love and yet she had said it twice while he was on her. I wonder about that, but maybe it's just a coincidence.End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 74 |
itwasalonghot.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/itwasalonghot.txt | Chapter 1Missy Somers lay back on her bed with a sigh. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Her brother Donnie was coming home after an entire year at military school no breaks and no holidays. She'd been thinking about him a lot as the day for his homecoming neared. Donnie was a year older than her sixteen years, and he was as cute as any teen heartthrob you cared to name. And she wanted to fuck him. Oh she knew that it was something wrong, taboo, disgusting and just plain yucky to contemplate, but he was all she could think of. She squirmed on her bed, loving the feel of her pink satin pajamas against her skin. She rubbed the slick material over her nipples and wondered if he ever thought of her that way. "Mmmm...Donnie," she whispered as she unbuttoned her top and gently massaged her B-cup sized breast. She'd caught him looking at her tits a time or two. And why not? She was cute with a nice figure all her friends said so. She was a slender five foot six, with soft brown eyes and dark hair cut in a pixyish bob. Missy kicked off the fuzzy pink bunny slippers that matched her pj's. Quickly, she stripped off her pants and her bikini panties. Both her parents were out of the house and she loved the rush of freedom that she felt as she spread her legs. She unbuttoned her top and exposed her pert tits. Her nipples were nice and pointed with her arousal. She tweaked them between forefinger and thumb, sending a shiver of desire through her frame. She began to massage her clit with two fingers. She loved to masturbate to the fantasy of what Donnie could do to her body. She made lazy circles with her fingers above her clitoral hood. When the sexual warmth began to fade she whipped her fingers back and forth to renew the tension. . "Mmmm... that's so nice, Donnie," she said trying imagine his hands down there, arousing her, making her dizzy with lust. She moved her fingers to her vaginal lips. They were already wet with her juices. Damn, she was a horny bitch today. She slipped a finger into her cunt, feeling the slick inner walls. She began to finger fuck herself, imaging that Donnie lay on top of her with his dick plunging in and out of her willing pussy. She worked a second finger into her pulsing cunt. After all, his cock was at least that big hell, probably bigger. She'd never seen her brother naked since they'd been little. But a couple of years ago she had caught him coming out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but his jockey shorts. Her eyes had locked on the sideways bulge in those shorts. She had replayed that picture in her mind a thousand times. Was his cock that big when it was limp, or had he been playing with himself in the bathroom? She knew guys did that stuff a lot.Probably no more than you do, she told herself as her fingers pounded in and out of her slick cunt. "Oh yeah... fuck me, Donnie... fuck me," she moaned as her head whipped back and forth, and her hips gyrated on the bed. She bent her legs so that she could work her pussy and clit at the same time. The pleasure mounted until it sent her into a mindless orgasm. Her back arched and her hips humped up and down uncontrollably. "Oh shit, Donnie... OH YES, she cried out. She stared sightlessly at the ceiling as the waves of sexual release rolled through her cunt. Missy fell over on her side. As her breathing returned to normal her sexual frustration returned. One orgasm, no matter how good, was never enough when she felt like this. She grabbed one of her spare pillows and crammed it between her legs. She rolled over on top and began to hunch her hips and to rub her clit against the pillows softness. A few more orgasms would keep her libido down, at least until tomorrow when Donnie was due home. *Missy and her parents, Robert and Helen Somers, met Donnie at the airport the following day. She squealed out his name as he emerged from the flow of arriving passengers. He looked very handsome in his school uniform of light blue shirt and navy slacks. She ran to him and threw her arms around his neck. Wow, he must have grown two inches in the last year, she thought as she gave him a solid kiss on the cheek. Donnie repeated the hug and kiss routine with his mother and then he shared a hearty handshake with his dad. About eighteen months ago, Donnie had gone joyriding with some neighborhood boys. Their car had struck a SUV carrying a family of four. Two of the family members had sustained severe injuries. Donnie swore that he hadn't known that the car was stolen before he got in. Robert had huddled with Donnie's attorney and the district attorney, and they had hammered out a deal. Donnie would spend the balance of his high school years at a strict military school and, providing he did well, his juvenile record would be expunged. To everyone's mild surprise, Donnie had excelled at the school. He had even been named a squad leader over a dozen other first year cadets.After a long lunch at a chain restaurant, the family made its way home. Missy went to her room and changed into a pair of cutoff denim shorts and a tee shirt that was a size too small. She couldn't wait to talk to Donnie alone so she went to his room, tapped on the door and then entered. Donnie had already stripped down to his underwear. His uniform as well as his duffle bag lay on his bed. He was pawing through a dresser drawer, apparently looking for something much more casual to wear. "Hey," he said when Missy entered and closed the door behind her. "Hey," she said. Her eyes lingered on his lean, hard body. "Wow, you've been working out, haven't you?" Donnie saw the appreciation in her eyes and blushed. "Yeah, calisthenics at dawn everyday plus sports will do that to you," he said. He liked that way she was looking at him. And he liked the way she looked to. Her shorts revealed practically every inch of her slim, tan legs, and the way her tee-shirt was stretched across her breasts didn't exactly leave him guessing about them either. "You're looking good too, Lil' Miss Sis," he said, using his pet name for her. Suddenly he felt an erection begin. Damn, this isn't supposed to be happening, he thought. She's my sister. But he had to admit that he had awakened many a morning with a raging hard-on and the memory of his sister in his dreams. And now she was here, looking like that even hotter than he remembered. Missy saw the way her brother was drinking in the sight of her body. She could even see the effect she was having on his cock. Was this her chance so soon? Without giving herself an opportunity to consider her actions, she went his side. Her fingers slid across the warm, soft ridges of his pecs and abs."Thanks," she said barely above a whisper. "I can't tell you how much I missed having you around. "Hey, I really missed you too," he said. The stared into each other's eyes for a long moment and then suddenly they were kissing. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Their open mouths hotly twisted against one another, and Donnie kneaded the twin globes of Missy's ass as he pressed his growing cock against her. Oh my god, he wants this as much as I do, she thought. Missy became more daring and let her hands rove all over his back and his hard muscled ass. She stopped kissing and hooked her fingers in the waist band of his briefs and pulled them down. His fully erect cock sprang up between them. "Oh my god, Donnie," your cock is beautiful and so big. She ran her hand ran the length of his hot meat and cupped his balls. "Is...is this alright?" Donnie asked. "I mean we're brother and sister... and all."Missy answered by stroking his dick faster. "You're all I can think about," she said. "Don't you want it too?"He reached out and caressed her jutting breasts. He could feel her hardening nipples through the fabric of her bra and tee-shirt. "Oh shit yes, that feels so damn good," he said as a reply. Moving as one they lay on Donnie's bed. They faced one another and Missy raised her leg. Donnie took that as an invitation and began to massage her pussy through her shorts. "Down a bit," she said. He moved his hand an inch and was rewarded with a gasp from Missy."Oh that's it," she said and began to grind her hot cunt against his hand. They worked at pleasuring each other, their breath coming faster each second. "I want to fuck," Missy said suddenly. "Whaaa...?" cried Donnie and his cock exploded. Ropes of thick boy cream erupted from his cock-slit. Two big streams landed on Missy's arm and then more of the stuff ran down his engorged cock and covered her hand. That seemed to trigger her own orgasm, as she trapped his fingers against her trembling pussy.When they had regained their breath, Missy's hand was still firmly wrapped around his cock. Donnie looked at all the cum he'd produced and said, "Hang on a sec." He reached into his open duffle and pulled out a tee-shirt. He carefully wiped up the evidence."I guess you'll have to volunteer to do your own laundry," Missy said with a gleam in her eye and they both laughed. But then her face turned serious. "I mean it," she said. "I know how to do laundry," Donnie said. "I mean I'm serious about us having sex." She had never really stopped stroking his cock and it was already returning to life. Donnie glanced at the door. "We can't," he said. "Mom or Dad could walk in here any second."Not now, silly," Missy said. "We'll wait until they've gone to bed. You know they won't hear anything." Donnie knew that was true. They lived in an oversized ranch style house. The master bedroom was an old converted porch on one end of the house and the kid's rooms were completely on the other side. Donnie bit at his lower lip. "This a lot to process you know. I'm home for less than an when my sister jacks me off and then declares that she wants to screw me." Missy unzipped her shorts. She took Donnie's hand and put it between her legs. "See how wet I am for you," she said. I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed about you feeling my up just like this."It was all he could do not to throw her on the bed and fuck her right that moment. "Alright, after Mom and Dad have gone to bed then." he said in a trembling voice."Cool," Missy said, and then she gave him another kiss - this one on the cheek. She actually skipped out the door. Donnie couldn't believe it. His own sister was coming on to him, and he liked it a lot. He stroked his cock a couple of times. It was back to full hardness already. He was like that. He could cum and pretty much keep his hard-on. He'd spent many a night just after lights-out quietly beating his meat in his bed, thinking of some sexy TV star or Missy, sometimes. He'd shoot his load into a wad of tissue, only to do it again the next morning before arising."Mmm...Missy," he said softly as his hand flashed up and down his dick. He was already on the edge of an orgasm. He imagined what it would feel like with Missy and that put him over the top. He fumbled for his already cummy tee-shirt, and barely got it in place before he fired off another heavy load. He felt as if he could stay hard even longer, but then he looked down at his throbbing member and told it, "Easy, boy, we wouldn't want to disappoint Missy tonight." With a grin he began to dress. Donnie had grown accustomed to keeping a neat room, so he unpacked and got everything squared away. At that point, he realized that he really did need to do laundry. He was down to his last pair of clean underwear.*Helen heard movement in the family's laundry room. It was a small space next to the kitchen just big enough to hold a washer, dryer and a clothes rack. She saw Donnie sorting through a laundry bag, tossing his whites into the washer. "Oh, honey, I can do that," she said."I got it, Mom," he said. "We have to take turns at laundry duty at school."Helen watched as he bent over, going through the bag. He certainly has a great ass, she thought to herself. She winced at the thought of looking at her son that way, but it was true. He was quickly becoming a man and a damned hunk too. He was wearing a pair of running shorts and she admired the play of muscles in his legs as he moved. He'd certainly grown since she'd seen him last, and if he'd gained any weight it was all muscle. He was going to be taller and better looking than his father. Helen winced again. In just two more years, Donnie would be as old as his father when she'd married him. She had been seventeen and Robert had been nineteen when they'd married very much over the protests of both sets of parents. Now a smile played at Helen's lips. Those had been the days. She and Robert had been hot to fuck any place any time. She'd suck him off on the way to a restaurant and he'd finger to orgasm under the table when they got there. They'd done it once in the bathroom of her parent's house in the middle of a Thanksgiving meal. They played hard but they'd worked hard to. Robert's first job had been pushing shopping carts for a major retailer and now he was a district manager of the same company. She had gone to work as a receptionist for a real estate firm. Realizing that the people there weren't exactly a bunch of Einsteins, she had gone to night school to obtain her real estate license. Now she was one of the firm's top salespeople. Donnie had been born shortly after the marriage and that had put a damper on their sex life. They had wanted a sibling for Donnie and so Missy had come along two years later. After she was born, their sex life had surged but then declined again. Now, she and Robert fucked only two or three times a month. That wasn't nearly enough for Helen. She had a collection of dildos and vibrators that she kept in a locked drawer in her closet, and she used them on a regular basis. She'd had affairs too and so had Robert. She'd kept her figure and looks over the years so it hadn't been difficult to entice men, even much younger men, into bed. There had been that one guy, Artie something or another. He had been young and full of cum. They had gone at it like bunnies for weeks before she found out that he had lied about his age. He had claimed to be twenty-two...Helen stifled a gasp. It had just occurred to her that Artie had been only a few months older than Donnie was right now. "Mom?" Donnie said. She realized that he'd been asking her something. "Sorry, honey just day dreaming. What did you say?"He held up a plastic container and shook it to show that it was empty. "Any more bleach?" he asked. "Yes," she said. "It's in the big lower cupboard in the kitchen." "I'll get it," he said. He brushed past her as he left the room. Helen idly walked to the washer and pulled out some of his underwear. Well, she thought, at least he's keeping them reasonably clean. Nothing in there was too soiled. She picked up a tee shirt and noticed that it was wet. "What in the world?" she whispered to herself when she saw the gooey, milky stains. Oh shit, no, she thought to herself when she realized it was semen boy cum. But there was so much of it. Donnie hadn't been home for two hours and already he was masturbating like well, like the teen boy he was, she had to admit. After all, she had begun to notice his stained sheets and pajamas from the age of twelve. Whether from wet dreams or masturbation, she knew that he was a healthy youngster. But this? She held the tee-shirt up between her hands and examined it by twisting it back and forth. Had he been saving himself all that time in military school? What kind of equipment did he have? Was he hung with a couple of extra large balls swinging between his legs? And his cock, did he have something like one of those big-dong dildos in her bedroom? She heard steps. She dropped the tee-shirt back in the washer and stepped away. Donnie came back through the door, carrying the bleach. She cleared her throat and said, "About a half-cup in the dispenser.""Really?" said Donnie, "I usually pour most of the jug right on the clothes." He twisted the cap off and lifted the jug as if he might just do it. Helen heard the tease in his voice, though. She said, "Alright, smarty, I'll leave you alone." She reached up and ruffled his hair and then gave him a kiss on the lips that lingered just a beat longer than a mom's peck should have. "It's good to have you back," she said as she walked out of the room. Donnie watched her leave and put a finger to his lips. What had that kiss been about? It had felt just like the kiss Missy had given him a few minutes before, at least until Missy had shoved her tongue in his mouth. *There was a cookout later that day that left everyone complaining about stuffed tummies. After cleanup, they all settled down in front of the television. Helen went to bed early, mentioning a morning showing the next day. Robert dozed on and off in his recliner until eleven o'clock, and then he gave it up and turned in. That left Missy and Donnie studiously watching an old movie that they wouldn't have paid any attention to at any other time. Clearly, they were avoiding the incestuous elephant in the room. Fifteen and then thirty minutes passed since their dad had turned in. It was Missy who finally took the initiative. "I think they're asleep by now," she told Donnie as she went to where he was sitting and knelt at his feet. "I don't know..." he said hesitantly. He gazed over Missy's shoulder as if their parents might burst into the room any second. "We could do it right here," she said. She put her hand on his very evident cock bulge and gave it a squeeze. "Okay, okay," Donnie said, grabbing her wrist. "Let's go to my room." Once they were in his room, with the door securely locked, the two teens faced one another. Donnie may have had some mental reservations, but his cock was at full attention and raring to go. He was trembling with nervousness or just plain lust, he wasn't sure of. He looked into his sister's eager, expectant face and gave into his wanton feelings. He grabbed her ass and pulled her groin against his straining cock as he kissed her hard and then slipped his tongue between her lips. They kissed hungrily for a few minutes; their hands roaming all over. Then she pulled his tee-shirt over his head and he did the same for her. He fumbled with her bra strap until she giggled and showed him how simple it was once the tension on the clasp was eased. Donnie eagerly dived to her pert breast and drew the nipple into his mouth. He sucked and tongued the rough nubbin until it swelled with desire. Missy watched as his cock filled and lengthened until she wondered how his briefs could hold the thing back. She reached down and tugged at his underwear until Donnie's dick sprang upward, revealing it's red, distended head. At that point they parted and seemed to race to see who could get naked first. "You are so beautiful," Donnie said, running his eye over her nubile teen form. "I don't know anyone more handsome than you," she said. She kissed him wetly and reached between their bodies so she could stroke him. "Let's get on the bed," she said, leading him by the cock. Donnie had no choice but to follow. She positioned him on his back, and then she curled up beside him. She gripped his cock at the base, and to his incredible surprise, she took his cock-head into her mouth. "Oh...oh shit, Missy," he groaned as her tongue swished over the sensitive head. "How...how do you know about that?"She lifted her head and looked at him with mischievous eyes. "Girls talk," she said. "But I can stop if you want.""No, suck it please," he said, lifting his hips toward her lips. Missy actually licked his cock, tickling the sensitive skin with the tip of her tongue. She grasped his shaft just under the head and realized his cock was as big as her forearm. "It's so big," she said, gazing upward. "Bigger than most guys I bet." "Yeah, I guess so," he said modestly. Actually, he knew from looking at the other guys at school in the showers that he was bigger than even the oldest of the cadets. He had suffered a lot of kidding, but he soon learned that it was out of jealousness. Missy kissed the head of his cock and drilled the tip of her tongue into his cum-slit. Donnie groaned with desire. "Suck it, Missy," he begged. She took pity on him and slipped her lips over the head of his dick. She bobbed her head up and down a few times, swirling her tongue around the tip. She was surprised that she actually liked this. The texture of his cock felt wonderful as it glided past her tongue. The boyish smell of his aroused body was intoxicating. She took longer strokes, letting his cock-head enter her throat. Donnie writhed on the bed. He'd never imagined that anything could feel like this. "Oh shit, Missy...this is amazing," he moaned. She grinned despite having a mouthful of heaving cock. She beat him off with her hands as she sucked. His shaft was runny with her spit and his pre-cum that was steadily flowing. She loved the feeling of power. By just using her lips and tongue she could make her brother writhe in an agony of sexual ecstasy and beg for more. Soon, she was meeting his thrusting cock with her plunging mouth. She wanted him to cum in her mouth. She wanted to experience the taste.Donnie gathered the bedclothes in his hands and held on as if it were a lifeline. The pleasure was almost too intense. His back arched as he tried to stuff all of his rigid dick into his sweet sister's face. "Missy... oh-my-god... Missy... I'm going to cum... I'M GOING TO CUM!"The salty, creamy cum shot into Missy's eager mouth. She remembered how much he'd cum earlier that day, but this seemed like much more. She swallowed a mouth full, and then another. When it seemed he'd run out, she locked her lips around his engorged cock-head and sucked up even more. Finally, his cock-shaft softened in her hands. "That was amazing," said a dazed Donnie as Missy lifted her head. "I bet I've had a million orgasms, and none of them ever came close to that.""I'm glad you liked it," Missy said. She kissed him deeply. Her tongue made sure that he knew how his cum tasted. She was delighted that his kiss was as eager as ever. He responded by flipping her onto her back. He kissed her eyes, her cheeks and the hollow of her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair as he moved on to her tits. He squeezed her soft mounds and sucked the nipples into his hot mouth. "Mmm... your breasts are so beautiful," he told her. "Thank you," she murmured. "I wish they were bigger.""You're only sixteen; I bet they'll be as big as Mom's," he said, massaging her pert teen tits. "That would be cool," she said. Their mother had kept her great figure.Missy saw that Donnie's cock hadn't gone soft. In fact, it looked as hard as ever. She couldn't wait to feel it plunge into her pussy. She spread her legs in invitation and pushed at Donnie's head. He took the hint and kissed his way down her flat tummy. In seconds he was licking and nipping at the silky softness of her inner thighs. She had only the briefest strip of downy hair at the top of her pussy lips. He realized that she must shave for her bikinis, and suddenly he was filled with the desire to see her in a skimpy bathing suit. That was silly of course; here, her pink and creamy nude form was all laid out just for him. He kissed at her flowered pussy lips and then he slipped his finger inside. It was warm and slick and he could feel her muscles gently pulling. She moved her hands down there and spread her lips. Then she rubbed her finger tip across a nub of flesh at the top. "Lick my clit," she told him. "It's like me sucking the head of your cock." Donnie wanted nothing more than to plunge his renewed dick into what he knew would be the gloriously tight fit of her cunt. But he also knew that waiting would only make it better. Besides, he really owed her one. Missy felt the flat of Donnie's tongue run over her clitoris. Her little clitty was so sensitive right then that she gasped in pleasure. "OH, not so hard... but, yes that's it." Donnie worked his tongue and fingers. He looked upward to see if Missy was pleased. The young teen girl was holding her tits as her fingers played across her nipples. Her eyes were closed and her head moved with the rhythm of his tongue. He wanted to do something else, though. He'd heard the older guys at school talk about eating out a girl. Some of them had bragged about how far they could get their stiffened tongues up a girl's pussy. At the time, that had sounded kind of gross. But not now, not in the heat of the moment. Missy was in heaven. Her handsome brother was between her thighs. His tongue was tickling her clit just right. His finger was doing something wonderful. She wasn't entirely sure about just where her g-spot was, but she thought that he'd found it. There was a surge of sexual energy each time his finger plunged inward. Then it all stopped. She opened her eyes and craned her head down just in time to see Donnie open his mouth wide and thrust his tongue into her wet cunt. "DONNIE...OH SHIT... OH FUCK," she hissed. Missy couldn't believe the mind blowing sensations that were ripping through her pussy. The feelings that her brother's mouth and tongue were creating were a hundred times better than she'd ever dreamed. Donnie knew that he was giving Missy at least as good an orgasm as she had given him. Her pussy was leaking juice and he lapped it up by running his tongue all over her vaginal lips and clit. She flopped around on the bed and came at least two more times before she quieted and drew his face up to hers. Missy gave her brother a soft kiss in thanks for all the pleasure he'd just bestowed. "That was great," she told him. "Now let's fuck." She stuck her finger into her heated, wet cunt and began to finger herself. Clearly, she hadn't had enough. "Do you really want to?" Donnie asked. "Are you kidding?" she said. "And don't pretend that you don't want me." She pointedly looked at his cock. It was throbbing in its hardness and there was a steady drool of pre-cum oozing from its slit.Donnie looked at her lust filled eyes, the way her hair was wildly splayed on her pillow, the hardened nipples on her pert breasts and the way her fingers plunged into her cunt. He growled softly and raised up on his knees. He took his shaft in hand and bent it downwards as Missy removed her fingers. It was hard to believe that such a wide dick would fit into that tiny slit but he was more than willing to try. He slotted the swollen head just inside her lips and then pushed. The sensation was unbelievable. "Donnie...Donnie, you're so big...oh god, you're filling me so good," she moaned.Donnie pushed until his cock was completely buried in his sister's silky, tight pussy. She wrapped her legs around his hips and grasped his shoulders. She couldn't get enough of his hard muscled body. He began to stroke. At first, he was awkward. His cock would slip out and go sliding up her slit. Which wasn't so bad since it also slid across her swollen clit. But they quickly established a good rhythm as she pushed her hips to meet his thrusts. Missy felt her pussy lock around his cock. She could swear that she could feel his pulse as he surged in and out of her. His lips on her clit had been mind shattering, but this was even more pleasurable. She became overwhelmed in orgasmic bliss. Donnie felt his sister's cunt milk at his cock. She was cumming good and he wanted to keep her there. He varied his thrusts as she twisted and moaned beneath him. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible, but it was becoming tougher and tougher to hold off his own cum. Her cunt was milking his cock, urging him on. She came yet again and that put him over the edge. He felt his cock expand as a rush of semen roared through its length. His entire body jerked and trembled as he poured shot after shot of cream into her clutching pussy. "Oh, Missy," he moaned as he fell over sideways onto his back. Immediately, she kissed him. She kissed his neck, his nipples, his quivering abs and then she took his still hard cock into her mouth. His swollen cock-head was so sensitive he could hardly stand it. "Oh shit, Missy...oh shit... OH SHIT." His body tried to curl around his sister's head as he came again much faster than he would have thought possible. His cock thrummed with sexual energy. She emptied his balls, but his muscles kept on trying to pump out more cum. It seemed like he came for an hour. Chapter 2Donnie awoke just as the light of dawn peeked into his bedroom. He had both feet on the floor before he remembered that he was at home and not back in military school. No one here was going to sound reveille over a PA system. He could sleep until noon if he wanted but first he had to take a piss. He was only going to step across the hall to the bathroom, so he threw on the first thing he came to a loose fitting pair of gym shorts that he'd worn the previous evening. He crossed the hallway to the bathroom and closed the door. Hiking up one leg of his shorts, Donnie let loose an impressive stream into the toilet. When he was through, he did the obligatory finger rinse and dried them on a hand-towel. He opened the door and almost made it back to his bedroom when the smell of fresh brewed coffee hit his nostrils. He'd developed a caffeine habit at school, and it was hard to ignore the aroma. Oh what the heck, he thought. One leisurely cup would be good. It wouldn't be enough of a jolt to keep him from dozing through the morning. Helen Somers had arisen early that morning. She had three houses to show before noon and she hated to rush through her morning routine. She was eating a breakfast of fruit, yogurt, toast and coffee when Donnie padded into the kitchen, barefoot and shirtless."Well, hello," she said as Donnie crossed to the coffee maker. He wore only a pair of gym shorts and he looked lean and cut with his wide shoulders and six-pack abs. "I didn't think you'd be up this early." Donnie snorted. "At school, we'd call this sleeping in."Helen raised an eyebrow as Donnie took a mug from a cupboard and poured it half full of coffee. She'd never seen him express any interest in the liquid. Then she smiled as he stirred in liberal portions of milk and sugar. "I see you like a little coffee with your cream and sugar," she said. Donnie smiled. "Yeah, I guess so." He nodded to the newspaper and said, "Sports?"Helen pulled out the sports section and handed it to her son. "Thanks," Donnie said. Helen was seated at a small table in the family's breakfast nook. The nook was separated from the kitchen by a high counter that doubled as a wet bar during social events. The bar had a couple of high-backed, swiveling stools situated there. It had been Donnie's habit for years to eat breakfast at the counter. Helen took the last bite of her breakfast. She scooted her chair sideways so that she could hold the newspaper in its properly unfolded position. Movement caught her eye and she looked up to see Donnie practically facing her as he sipped at his coffee. The sports page was lying on the counter top, but he wasn't reading it. He sat in a slouch, slowly swiveling back and forth, his eyes unfocused. Clearly, he was lost in thought. Because of the difference in height between the stool and her chair, Helen's eyes were on a level with her son's crotch. She couldn't stop herself from taking a peek up the loose leg of his shorts as it flopped open with his movements. Helen was getting a glimpse of Donnie's cock every couple of seconds. Her first thought was about her son's lack of underwear. Her second thought was about his considerable dick. The last time she had seen his penis, closely anyway, had been when she was still giving him baths. He would giggle and grab himself as she washed his cock and balls. It had been amusing, embarrassing and even a little exciting to see it fill out. There was nothing small about his cock now, though. The thing lay across his balls and down the leg of his shorts. And it seemed to be getting bigger. Was her son getting hard right here, early in the morning, in the kitchen of all places? Unconsciously, Helen crossed her legs. She didn't notice that her robe fell open, revealing her leg nearly to her butt. She flexed her inner thigh muscles, squeezing her clit. She could masturbate to orgasm doing this. It was a trick she'd learned years ago, and it had gotten her through many a dull business meeting. What in the world am I doing, she wondered to herself. Am I so horny that I'm trying to get off at the sight of my son's cock? Her inner thighs clenched and released sending little thrills through her clit. Apparently, that's exactly what I'm doing, she thought. She could actually tell that Donnie's cock-head was getting bigger and closer as his dick lengthened. He's got the biggest cock I've ever seen, she told herself. Her husband, Robert, had nothing to be ashamed of in the male equipment department, but their son had him beat. Donnie held the mug of coffee just under his lips, occasionally taking a sip. He had the sports section in his other hand. He'd started to read an article about the MLB Braves needing better pitching if they were going to make the playoffs, but the words failed to hold his interest. The memory of his first fuck kept repeating in his mind. Missy had been so damn hot. She had gone wild on his dick and cum so many times. His eyes drifted downward. He was rock hard just thinking about her. His dick was tenting the loose leg of his shorts. OH SHIT, his mind screamed. He had a full fucking hard-on right in front of his mother. He glanced her way just as she sniffed, cleared her throat and turned the page of her newspaper. Good... it looked as if she had been engrossed in some article or another. She hadn't even noticed that her crossed leg was bare to the hip. Damn, even his mother looked good to him this morning. Nice smooth, shapely legs. He could see the slope of her tits down the top of her dressing gown. Shit... he turned away, hiding his cock. He searched the sports pages. He needed something to take his mind off sex and loose his hard-on so he could go dress properly. Helen saw Donnie's eyes slide in her direction. Quickly, she ducked her head and hid her discomfort behind a screen of movements and sounds. She thought she'd die of embarrassment if her son caught her staring at his stiffened cock. When she dared to peek over the top of her paper once again, Donnie had turned away. His eyes scanned the sports page. Helen gave up on her masturbation fantasy. It would have been deliciously naughty to have quivered with a fast orgasm, but now it was time for her to get ready for work. She arose, rinsed her dishes and put them in the dishwasher. "So what are your plans for today?" she asked Donnie. "His head jerked up from the paper. "Oh... uh... I might go back to bed for a while," he said with a laugh. And maybe crank out a load of cum to get the day started right, he added silently. "Enjoy it while you can; I think your father wants you working at the store next week," she said. Donnie moaned and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know," he said, resigned to his fate. It would be another summer of pushing shopping carts and helping little old ladies carry their purchases. He didn't work directly for his father. Actually, he worked for the manager of the local Charles'Mart, Rick Allison, their neighbor from across the street. Helen walked over and put her arm around his bare, warm shoulders. "Hey, don't knock it. I know you get top pay for anyone in that job, plus you make all those tips." Donnie smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I can charm the pants off those old women." Now why in the hell did I put it that way, he asked himself. Helen laughed in agreement and said, "I just bet you can." She leaned over and kissed him not on the cheek , but nearly on his ear so that her warm breath tickled. "See you later," she said quickly, and then she forced herself to leave the room before she could pull anymore flirty tricks on her son. *Helen had one showing early that morning. She was trying to set up a young couple with something they could afford on middle class earnings. She rushed through the second showing because at noon she had something that could draw a really nice commission. Shortly before twelve o'clock she drove to the upscale side of town and pulled into the drive of a large Tudor style home. Her clients, the Thompsons were already there. They were a couple in their mid-fifties. Hal was a handsome man with a thickening middle. Marie was stocky but dressed fashionably. "Hello, sorry you had to wait on me," said Helen as she exited her car. The couple said their hellos. "No, really, Hal's not happy unless he's very early to an appointment," said Marie. "Helen, this is our son, Frederick." She gestured to the third Thompson in their midst. Helen smiled at Frederick. He looked as if he was old enough to be in college, plus he was dressed about a preppie as you could get. He was wearing madras shorts with a matching, solid polo shirt. His sockless feet were clad in a pair of deck shoes. "Please, call me Freddie," the young man said as he stuck out his hand. "Hi, Freddie," said Helen, taking his hand. He didn't so much shake her hand as give it a couple of gentle squeezes. He had his father's good looks minus the excess weight. She could tell from his confident smile that he probably had great success with the coeds. "Well, let's take a look inside, shall we?" said Helen as she led the Thompsons into the house. They made a tour of the downstairs of the two story home. The elder Thompsons expressed approval of some features and disapproval at others. Freddie seemed to content to simply tag along and only offered an opinion when he was asked. The tour ended at the French doors to a flagstone terrace that overlooked about a half-acre of decorative garden. "Hey, guys, why don't you check out the garden while Ms. Somers and I do the upstairs," Freddie said to his parents. Mr. Thompson checked his watch and said, "Good idea, son. We're running a bit late." And with that, Hal and Marie were out the door. "I knew they were dying to get out there," said Freddie. "They're just a couple of frustrated landscapers." "Uh...okay," said Helen. If that's how they wanted to do things, she could only go along. "The foyer is this way." She led Freddie back to the main entrance and the stairway that curved upward to the second floor. At the top of the stairs she turned left and said, "The smaller bedrooms are down here." They made a cursory inspection of those bedrooms and baths. That put them back at the landing at the top of the stairs. "I really wish your parents would see this," Helen said as she gestured to a double door. She opened one of the doors and stepped inside an enormous master bedroom. "As you can see, it's a generous space for a master bedroom," Helen said as she walked to the center of the room."I'll say," said Freddie. He stood, hands in pockets, just inside the door, taking the high ceiling and square footage. "You could almost play half-court basketball in here," he said with a laugh. "There's more," said Helen. She went to a pair of folding doors and pulled one to the side. "Plenty of closet space, too." Freddie gave an appreciative whistle at a closet that could have held a couple of the lesser bedrooms of the house. "I suppose the bathroom is just as opulent?" Freddie asked. Well, at least he's showing some interest, thought Helen. "Of course," she said aloud. They trekked next door to the bathroom. "It has dual basins," she said as she motioned at the marble topped counter. "And over here is a whirlpool tub for two." The oversized tub sat next to a shower. "That looks like fun," he said, leering into the tub. "Yes, it can be," Helen said with the air of someone who knows from firsthand experience. "Now let me show you the view," she said before Freddie could respond. She strode out of the bathroom and across the room to a set of French doors that mirrored the ones from downstairs. Opening the doors, they walked out on a balcony that overlooked the garden. Helen went to the railing and rested her hands on the top. Freddie stood beside her and put his hand on hers. Helen glanced at his hand, but didn't move. Out in the garden, Hal and Marie were gesturing and pointing as if they were already directing a revision of the grounds. "You know," Freddie said, "they really like this place." Helen looked at him, encouraging him to continue.Freddie stroked the back of her hand with his little finger. "In fact, I think my parents like this place more than they want to let on." Helen lifted an eyebrow. "And I think I could be persuaded to persuade them to close the deal.""I see," said Helen. "So what would it take to persuade you?"Now it was his turn to quirk an eyebrow. "The I'm a man and you're a woman sort of persuasion."Freddie's look was expectant with a trace of boyish hope. Helen liked that; it was cocky and condescending that she would have rejected. She took his wrist and pulled him back inside. She made sure they were out of sight from the doors before she stopped and lifted her face. Right on cue, Freddie kissed her. Mmmm...he's good, thought Helen. He had soft, playful and moist lips. They kissed lightly for a full minute before Helen decided that this was not some romantic make-out session. She slipped her tongue between his lips. That seemed to rev Freddie's engine. His hands went to her waist, and their kisses became deeper and wetter. He put his hands on her ass and pulled her closer. Helen moved her leg between his and rubbed her pussy mound high on his thigh. She could feel the pulsing hardness of his erection. Her hands moved over his back and squeezed his biceps. Freddie was slim but soft. He certainly didn't have the broad shoulders and well defined muscles of her son, Donnie. Oh god, why am I comparing him to Donnie, Helen wondered? She had an armful of aroused, young male right here, no need to bring in thoughts of someone she shouldn't have. Freddie kissed her cheek and then began to nibble his way down her neck. He reached up and fondled her breast. Helen had worn a light silk blouse over a navy hued, lacy full cup bra this morning. That let her tits move like dark, full shadows under her top. It was something that her male clients appreciated. Now Freddie was sliding the slick material of her blouse over her thirty-eight D cups. "Mmm...your breasts are beautiful," he whispered. He undid a button on her blouse and slipped a hand inside. He gently squeezed and fingered her bra clad breast. He was almost too slow, too reverent. She wasn't some school girl who needed to be seduced. Her mind wondered back to Donnie. She wondered if he had fucked yet. She bet he had. He had the looks. He had that slow, shy smile that drew girls in. She bet that all he had to do was to pull out that club of a cock he carried around and the girls would swoon. She bet... Oh shit, girl, you better get on with this, she told herself. She withdrew Freddie's hand from her blouse. "Come on," she said and pulled him into the bathroom, closing the door. She unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it without letting the garment brush the floor. She folded it neatly in half and laid it on the counter. Her panties, thank goodness they were the frilly ones that matched her bra, soon fell atop her skirt. Freddie was standing there looking slightly stunned. "Never seen a woman undress before?" she asked. "Of...of course," he stammered. "You're just so damn hot." His hands arrowed in on her tits once more. Helen could practically feel her cunt oozing her juices. I'm hotter than you know, she thought. She unzipped his shorts and soon found that Freddie was a boxers kind of guy. That made it easy to pull his rigid cock into the open. Helen stroked his swollen penis. It was averaged size, maybe a bit bigger. It certainly wasn't as big as her husband's, and far from what Donnie had down there. But Freddie's cock had the virtue of being here, and of being hard and eager. "Nice one," she said. You could never go wrong by praising a young stud's cock."Thanks," he said, trying to sound as if he heard that compliment all the time. Helen stepped back and jumped up so as to be seated between the basins on the counter. She moved until she knew that her pussy was situated at the edge. She and Robert had fucked in more than one bathroom. "Come here, Freddie," she said as she spread her legs. She saw that he was so hard, his dick fairly vibrated as he moved between her legs. He was one second from plunging his cock into her lust swollen pussy lips when she said, "You better make sure I'm all lubed up down there." In truth, she knew that she was more than ready. But she wanted Freddie to work for his fun. He began slowly, at first merely brushing his lips up and down on the wet lips of her cunt. As he licked gently along her puffy slit, he extended his tongue a little and stroked it along the dewy crease where the outer lips of her cunt were barely parted. Freddie spread her vaginal lips and flipped his tongue across her distended clit. "Ohhh, Freddie!" Helen moaned as she pulled his face to her pussy. He was surprisingly good at this. "That's it," she urged as she hunched against his questing lips and tongue. He laved at her throbbing clitoris as his lips closed around it to suck the bud-like nerve center up inside his mouth. Electric-like bolts of sexual excitement thundered through Helen as she felt his teeth nipping at her sensitive bud, she threw wide her legs and forced him on. Helen kept Freddie at his heated oral play for two full minutes. She could feel her orgasm building. Pulling at his head she said, "Now Freddie, get that prick of yours in me.""Yeah," Freddie said, as he looked up with sex glazed eyes. He stood, positioned his cock head between Helen's inviting pussy lips, and pushed in one movement. "Oh yes," he moaned as her flesh wrapped around his like hot, oiled satin. "Come on, show me what you've got," urged Helen. "Pound my pussy...POUND MY PUSSY." "Yeah...okay," Freddie said. He grabbed Helen's ass and shagged her as fast as his hips could move.Helen dug her fingers into Freddie's shoulders. His cock was no pussy stretcher, but he was slamming it to the hilt with every stroke. She came. It was a nice orgasm, but she knew the next one would be the one to send her into that realm where nothing mattered but the sensations in her loin. If he could just...Helen felt Freddie's strokes falter. She opened her eyes to see his expression screwed up in an orgasmic grimace. His body shuddered and he slowed to a breathless stop. He'd lasted all of thirty seconds. Helen sighed in frustration. No wonder the boy was better than expected in foreplay he couldn't last worth a damn. He stepped back. Already, his cock was a shriveled, wet disappointment. "Helloooooo?" came the faint voice of Marie Thompson from somewhere on the first floor. Hello indeed, thought Helen. She pushed a dazed looking Freddie away from her. "Put your dick back in your pants," she instructed him. "Then go tell your parents that I'm powdering my nose, or whatever.""Oh...yeah... sure," Freddie said. He put his wilted dick away and left the bathroom. Helen flipped on the room's vent fan. She dealt with the fluid leftovers from their little session thank goodness the plumbing was working. Then she took the time to get her makeup refreshed and her clothing back into place. As she combed her hair, she wondered if she should cultivate Freddie as her next young stud. She could probably teach him self control. It took her about a second to decide that he was too moneyed and too privileged to easily contain, and besides, he was never going to be a stud her pussy felt distinctly underused. As she left the room, she decided that if Freddie lived up to his promise to nudge his parents into a buy, then that would prove to be her most fulfilling part of the day. *Robert Somers, husband to Helen, father to Missy and Donnie gazed across the top of the clipboard he was carrying. Ten feet away were a couple of teen girls carefully scrutinizing various shades of eye shadow. This was a perk of working for the retail giant Charles'Mart. In each of the acre-plus sized stores there were always at least a few good looking women to gaze upon. In the middle of the day you had your young moms who had regained their prenatal figures. Yeah, they were burdened with kids, but they also tended to want to show the world that they could fit back into their tight jeans and tee shirts. Said tee shirts over flowing with hormone enhanced breasts. Early evening was best though. That was when girls in their late teens and early twenties showed up. They were on their way to or from somewhere more socially interesting, but they came to Charles'Mart to pick up the necessities. And, like those two a few feet away, they took the time for hair and makeup and they wore clothes to attract the eye. One of these girls was nice looking but kind of plump. The other was a real beauty, though. She was wearing a sun dress and heels. The dress showed off her flawless, tanned skin while a cascade of dark hair flowed over her shoulders. Presently, they made their selection and moved on. Robert's eyes flicked back to his clipboard. "Is everything alright, Mr. Somers?" Robert turned and saw the middle-age woman who ran the beauty aids department of the store. He winked at her and said, "Everything's in good shape, Vera." He'd known the woman for years, but it was a good thing she had on her nametag, otherwise he'd have been stuck. She nodded as if he'd just confirmed what she already knew. "Well, I try," she said. "Heaven only knows where they expect me to put all the stuff that's back in that storeroom." "But you always do," Robert pushed in when she paused for a breath. "Now, I've got to head over to hardware and see what kind of a mess they have."Vera laughed. "Okay, see you later, Mr. Somers," she said as he moved away. Robert was the district manager over a dozen stores and it was his duty to inspect each store on a regular basis. That was what he was doing here, about fifty miles from home. He felt a vibration at his belt; it was his cell phone. Robert checked the screen. It said 'Scheduling,' but that was just a cover. He knew from the number that it was his lover, Mia. "Hey," he said into the phone. "You must be halfway down seventy-eight by now," naming the road between this store and the regional office where she worked. Mia was a five foot tall firecracker. She had dark hair and eyes, perfect tits and a great ass. She had been a cashier at one of Robert's stores when they met. It had been lust at first sight. He had conspired to just happen to be at the employee entrance when she left the store that day. Thirty minutes later she was giving him a stellar blowjob in his car. And not long after, they came to an agreement. He would advance her position within Charles'Mart to the limit of her capabilities and she would give him her body; it having the benefit of a decade of gymnastic training. The girl could fuck him upside down, sideways and backwards. On the phone, Mia said, "No hell no, my car broke down. I'm at the dealership. I'll have to leave it here so they can take a look at it in the morning."Robert sighed. Mia drove an old Honda with reckless abandon and with reckless disregard to any sort of maintenance. He was tempted to give her an 'I told you so,' but that wouldn't help the situation. "So how are you getting home?" he asked. "Dad's coming to pick me up," she said. She still lived with her parents. "Okay," Robert said, trying to sound positive. "You could drive his truck over here." "Oh...Robert...it's too late. You know, by the time I got there we'd have lost the dinner reservations and then I would be so late getting home, not to mention the fuss Dad would have over the mileage I put on his precious pickup." "Mmm...I was really looking forward to tonight," Robert said in disappointment. He had made reservations at a nice restaurant, and then after dinner he and Mia would have spent a couple of hours fucking their brains out. With the help of one of his little blue pills, Robert could usually make it three or four times. "I know, me too," Mia said. "But we'll have that convention in Vegas in a couple of weeks. Listen, Dad's here I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow." The two said their goodbyes. Robert snapped his phone closed and did his best to shove it angrily back in its case. He hadn't had a good screw in two weeks. Tonight was supposed to tide him over until he got together with Mia in Las Vegas. Oh well. He checked his watch and did some figuring. He had planned on finishing his inspection of this store tomorrow morning. But if he pushed things along, he could be home and in his own bed no matter how horny around midnight. He pulled out his phone and called the house. Helen answered on the third ring. "Hi, honey, how's it going?" he asked. "Mmm...things are pretty calm," she answered. "We had pizza for dinner, and then Donnie went to a movie. Jennifer came over; she's going to spend the night with Missy." "How's Jennifer holding up?" Robert said. Jennifer Allison was the daughter of Rick Allison, the manager of the local Charles'Mart in the town where the Somers lived. His wife had left to, "find herself," as she put it, somewhere in northern California. Jennifer had taken it badly. "Oh, between the crying jags, she's okay," Helen said with a snort. "Well, too bad," Robert said. "I'm going to finish up here tonight, so I'll be home late." They talked a few more minutes and hung up. Not for the first time, Robert reflected on his marriage. He and Helen usually meshed together nicely on the practical matters in their relationship. Too bad there was no passion left between them. A couple or three basic fucks were all they could manage in a month. He felt that their sex was only slightly better than masturbation. *Missy watched as Jennifer took a tour of Missy's bedroom. Jennifer hadn't visited there in months. "Why do you have a math book?" Jennifer asked, pointing to the textbook on Missy's dresser. Missy rolled her eyes and sighed. "Oh, I failed the advanced placement math test. I'll have to take it again in July." Jennifer sniffed and said, "I thought you were smart.""I am smart," Missy said, trying to sound offended when she knew that her friend was only ribbing her. "There're just a couple of things I can't get." "Hey, I know who could tutor you," said Jennifer."Who's that?" asked Missy."Ned Turkleton," "Nerdleton?" Missy said, surprised. "He's not so nerdish these days," Jennifer said. "He got Lasik, or maybe contacts, anyway those awful glasses he used to wear are gone. He's let his hair grow out. He's looking pretty good.""Hmm...well maybe," Missy said. Ned was a rising senior at the high school. He was also an A student who tutored for a fee most of his clients were the school jocks who ran to him when it looked as they might go on academic probation and thus lose their playing privileges. "Oh," was all Jennifer said. She was getting that look in her eyes again - the one she got just before another crying spurt.Oh crap, Missy thought. She'd done her best to keep Jennifer's mind off her runaway mother. They'd even played dress up of a sort. Missy had pulled out her nighties and they had tried them on. Missy had ended up wearing a satin navy number that fell only to mid-thigh. Jennifer was wearing a frosted white one with lace bra cups. It was supposed to fall loosely to below her knees. The hem was below her knees, alright. But there was nothing loose about it. You see, where Missy was slim and cute Jennifer was a blonde bombshell. Her breasts practically spilled out of the cups made for a less endowed girl. The thin straps looked as if they might part at the least exertion. And the sheer material of the nighty clung to her curves so that there was no doubt that Jennifer was wearing a low rise, flower patterned panty. Missy was seated on her bed. She motioned for Jennifer to join her. "Come here and I'll tell you a secret," she said. Jennifer seemed to perk up at that. She lay down on her side beside Missy, propping her head up on her hand. "What is it?" she asked. "Donnie thinks you're hot," Missy confided. "No way," Jennifer said. Donnie had always treated her like another little sister, when he'd taken notice of her at all. She turned her head down so that her long ash blonde hair fell across her face. It was something she did when she felt uneasy. "You're teasing me," she said. Missy reached out and brushed her friend's hair back behind her ear. "My god, Jen, have you looked in the mirror lately? You're sexy as hell." Jennifer giggled and sat up. "Really? I mean about Donnie?" she asked.Missy nodded. "Really...to both." "Thank you," Jennifer said with a catch in her voice. Missy leaned forward. She said in a low, soft voice, "There's something else; he's a really good kisser too." She tilted her head and kissed Jennifer on the lips as lightly as a feather. Jennifer responded, soon their lips were parting as they brushed one another. Missy put her hand on Jennifer's thigh. Her tongue began to play about on Missy's lips.They had done this before. At first it had been 'let's practice kiss,' but there had also been just plain old make out sessions which had led to some heavy petting. Missy had always ended those evenings masturbating furiously, alone. They never talked about it, but Missy had often dreamed about them going farther. Jennifer caressed the back of Missy's neck and pulled her closer. Her tongue slipped between Missy's lips and their kiss grew deeper and wetter. They went at it for three full minutes before Jennifer pulled back to get some air. "I bet he doesn't kiss any better than you do," she said. She paused for a beat and he eyes shot wide open. "Wait a minute, how do you know he's a good kisser?""Because I've kissed him," Missy said in a matter of fact voice. "Oh you're kidding me," Jennifer said."Huh uh," said Missy, her face was only inches from Jennifer's. She slid her hand beneath Jennifer's nighty and made circles on her soft skin with her forefinger. "And another thing... he's got an incredible cock.""He does?" Jennifer asked in a weak voice. "You've seen it?"Missy moved her hand up Jen's feverishly hot thigh. If she went another inch she'd be pressing on her friend's pussy. "Seen it... felt it... I've jerked him off. He cums... so much. It's unbelievable."Jennifer whimpered. "But he's your brother.""I don't care," Missy said. "He's a hot stud. Maybe it's that school. He's horny all the time." Jennifer pulled Missy back into another kiss. This one was frantic. Their tongues twisted and fought as their lips locked hungrily. Missy pressed her hand all the way until her thumb was stroking the other teens panty covered pussy. Jennifer moaned. "Oh my god, you guys have done it, haven't you?" she asked breathlessly. "Yes," said Missy, "and it's amazing. I mean, you can't believe how good that cock makes me feel...how good it'll make you feel.""Oh shit, Missy. You've got to fuck me... right now!" Jennifer demanded. *Robert Somers made good time traveling home. It was a few minutes after midnight when he pulled into the drive at the rear of his house. It wasn't the first time he'd come home late from work, or some rendezvous with a girlfriend. He closed the door to his car as quietly as possible and entered the house through the back door into the kitchen. The house was quiet and dark except for some scattered nightlights. Helen hated a completely darkened home. He put his briefcase on the kitchen counter and took a drink of water from the faucet. Then, like he'd done a thousand times before, he went to check on his kids. He'd perfected the art of moving in near silence down the hallway on the kid's side of the house. He saw a crack of light from under Missy's door. Oh yeah, Jennifer was here tonight, he remembered. The girls would probably be up for hours yet, and then sleep until noon. He passed her door and went on to Donnie's room. It was empty. Robert did some mental calculations. Donnie had most likely gone to a late movie. It really wasn't time for him to be home yet. He crept back to Missy's door and stopped. He couldn't help but wonder what the girls were up to. He heard some murmurs and then very clearly he heard Jennifer say, "Oh shit, Missy. You've got to fuck me...right now!"*Missy drew Jennifer's nighty over her head and tossed it to the floor. She was so envious of Jen's full breasts. She kissed and fondled the upturned nipples until they were hard and slick with spit. Mmm...fuck me," Jennifer moaned. Missy pulled back Jen's heavy blonde hair and kissed the shell of her ear. "Oh, I am," she promised. Jennifer lay back on the bed as Missy pulled off her cute panties. Missy tickled the inside of her friend's thighs with her finger tips. "Oh god, I'm so fucking hot," Jennifer said, forgetting to keep her voice down. "Mmm...I love your pussy," Missy said from between the girl's thighs. Like her own pussy, Jennifer's was hairless and ready for bikini season. Without hesitating, she dove on the girl's slit, splitting it with her tongue and licking upwards across Jen's clit. Jennifer grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under her head. The sight of Missy lapping at her pussy made her spread her legs wider. She reached down and pulled her friend's head tight against her leaking cunt. Missy couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this. She licked Jen's clit and then stabbed her tongue up the girl's pussy and then went back to her clit, this time taking it between her lips and sucking on it so she could tongue it some more. She even loved the feel and smell of Jen's love juices. She lapped them up. She moved her hands up to Jen's tits.Jennifer felt her hot sexual desire building. Missy's tongue and lips were heaven on her clit. Missy's hands kneaded her heavy tits and her fingers squeezed Jen's nipples, sending trembling waves of erotic heat through her body. "Eat me...oh fuck, EAT ME!" Jennifer cried as Missy hit a particularly sensitive spot. Missy eagerly complied and Jennifer's thighs quivered in orgasm. The girl wrapped her legs around Missy's head and rode her to higher and higher waves of passion. *Robert froze in place. What the hell were they playing at in there? He looked down at the old fashioned door knob on his daughter's door. Below it was a keyhole, one very handy to look through. Well, It was his house and damn it, he had every right, he told himself. As quietly as ever he went to his knees and peered inside. He didn't have to wonder what was going on for very long. Across the room, he could very plainly see his daughter muff diving on her girlfriend their neighbor little Jennifer. He was shocked, horrified and very aroused. His dick began to straighten out like a fire hose filling with water. Was his daughter a lesbian, or was this simply adolescent exploration? Whichever, it was damned hot girl on girl action. Without taking his eye from the keyhole he unzipped his pants. Robert fought his big cock into the open. He was proud of his eight full, thick inches. It was as hard as it had ever been, even with chemical aid. He felt shame at being a voyeur, but he couldn't take his eyes off the girls. He began to stroke. He could see Missy's short, dark and tousled hair as her head bobbed between Jennifer's legs. Missy had a cute butt and long slim legs. Robert dragged his gaze from his daughter's form to concentrate on Jennifer. At least he wasn't related to her. Damn, the little girl he'd watch grow up had filled out in spectacular fashion. With those tits and that ass and those good looks and that mane of blonde hair, she could grace the centerfold of any men's magazine. Robert stroked faster. Fuck, she was the fantasy that men jerked off to come to life right here in his home. He rocked back from the door and frantically beat his meat. He clenched his teeth so as not to make a sound and cupped his free hand in front of his cock-head. Shot after shot of hot cum leapt from his dick. Two weeks of pent up sexual frustration and tension were relieved. Cum overfilled his palm and a few drops hit the floor. Robert stared blankly at the door as he caught his breath. He hadn't cum like that in ages. He had to stifle a moan as he stood. His knees weren't used to this. He walked to the kitchen, feeling like a fool with his dick in one hand and the other hand coated in semen. He cleaned up with a couple of paper towels and buried the evidence deep in the garbage. Then he made his way to his bedroom. He pissed, washed his hands, undressed and slipped into his side of the king-sized bed. Helen said sleepily, "Everything okay?" Robert could never get into the bed without waking Helen. "Fine," he said. "The girl's are still up and Donnie isn't in yet. Go back to sleep." "Mmmph," Helen said as she rolled over. Robert wondered if he'd ever get to sleep that night. What was he going to do about Missy and Jennifer? He sighed, tried to relax his muscles...and was snoring peacefully less than a minute later.Chapter 3Thirty minutes later it was Donnie's turn to enter the house through the kitchen door. He didn't bother trying to be quiet as he walked down the hallway. In fact, he made sure to clear his throat as he passed Missy's door. He could see light from beneath the door. At least the girl's hadn't gone to sleep yet. He wondered if Missy's plan to get the shy, reluctant Jennifer to join in their games was going to work. He took a long piss in the bathroom, washed up and brushed his teeth. He was ready for bed in both senses of the word. He went back to his room and undressed down to his boxers. He sighed. If Jennifer wasn't here, he and Missy could be getting it on about now. Was he going to have to settle for an old fashioned wank off?He heard sounds in the hall, and then he heard the bathroom door close. He waited as the toilet flushed, and then he waited some more. At last the bathroom door opened. He watched his own door in expectation and tried to look mildly surprised when it opened and the two girls walked in. Missy was in front. He didn't know that she even had the nighty that she was wearing. Her erect nipples dimpled the material swelled by her pert tits. She was pulling Jennifer by the hand. Donnie's eyes popped open when he saw her. Her tits swelled above the cups of her lingerie. It looked as if she had been poured into it. She looked excited and nervous as she stole glances at Donnie. "Hey, want some company?" Missy asked as if Donnie hadn't half expected them. She and Jen had taken the time to dress and primp. The look on Donnie's face made it worth the trouble. "Sure, come on in," Donnie said. He patted the bed on either side of where he sat. Missy plopped down, shoulder to shoulder, on his left. Jennifer sat down more gingerly, keeping a few inches between her and him. "Show Jennifer your cock," Missy said. Jennifer gasped and Donnie exclaimed, "Missy!""I told her all about it...about how I jerked you off and stuff," Missy said. "And I even told her about how you like her," she added as if revealing a dark secret. "I do," Donnie said to Jen as he put his hand on her thigh. He could feel her leg tremble at his touch. Meanwhile his cock was making its presence known in his underwear. He looked into Jen's eyes and kissed her. Missy, sat back against the headboard. Oh this is so hot, she thought. Donnie thrust his tongue into Jen's mouth, and she responded with a moan and some tongue action of her own. He kneaded her firm tits and kissed the soft skin where they mounded above the cups of her nighty. His cock was rigid steel and begging to be played with. Donnie took Jen's hand and placed it on his erection. "Pull it out," he told her. Jennifer tugged on the material of Donnie's shorts, but she got his cock pulled through the slit in his shorts quickly enough. "Oh my god," she gasped. "It's even bigger than Missy said it was." She stroked its length several times. She couldn't get fingers completely around the hot piece of teen meat. Then, completely to the surprise of both Donnie and Missy she bent down and took his cock-head in her mouth. She wasn't the virgin that her shyness would lead others to believe. There had been a boy she'd met a few months ago one her parents would have thoroughly disapproved of. He had taught her some amazing things. Donnie couldn't believe that quiet little well, not so little anymore Jennifer was enthusiastically and skillfully sucking his dick. Her long, ash blonde hair tickled his legs as her head bobbed up and down. It felt as if she was sucking sexual heat from his balls right to the tip of his dick. Oh shit, I'm ready to cum too soon, ran through his mind. But there was no denying Jennifer's lips and tongue. Her fantastic suck demanded a huge load and he felt a warmth spread through his loins. He heard a mewling sound from his right. He turned his head to see Missy finger fucking her pussy as fast as she could possibly move her hand. She had removed her nighty, and her free hand pawed at her tits. The sight put Donnie over the edge. With a deep throated growl from its owner, his cock erupted. Missy felt the first stream of hot cum hit the roof of her mouth. She'd learned that when his cock-head expanded, like Donnie's was doing now, it was at its most sensitive. So she sucked even harder. She was rewarded with more of the creamy cum much more than her secret boyfriend had ever produced. Even better, she had Donnie doubled over in pleasure as inarticulate gasps and groans escaped his lips. Donnie flopped back on the bed as Missy finally released his cock. He couldn't believe the fantastic head that he'd just received, and he couldn't believe that he was still hard. He opened his eyes to the sight of Jennifer peeling off her nighty. God, she was fantastic a beautiful face, softly curled hair and there was no sag at all to her incredible breasts. He sat up, grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down beside him. "Aaa...Donnie," she yelped as she bounced on her back.In a flash, his head darted between her legs. He used his thumbs to peel back her labia and thrust his tongue in her pussy as far as it could go. He massaged her clit with his finger as he swabbed her pussy with his probing tongue. She was already remarkably wet. No doubt thanks to whatever she and Missy had been doing. Anyway, the girl was more than ready for cock. Jennifer would have been content to have Donnie eat her out for a while. But then she saw his sculpted torso loom over her. She saw the fiery lust in his eyes and knew that he wasn't in the mood to give more head. He nestled the head of his magnificent cock between her pussy lips and pushed. Missy's previous experience hadn't prepared her for this. Donnie's cock plunged deep and touched her in places that had never been touched. At the same time, the width of his wonderful dick spread her lips wider and wider. "Uhhh...so fucking big...so fucking deep," she moaned. If his cock looked big, that was nothing compared to how it felt. She spread her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist, unconsciously urging him to fill her completely. Donnie slowly withdrew his cock and just before it would have slipped out, he sent it tunneling back into Jennifer's oh so gloriously tight pussy. He smiled down at the girl and said, "You've got to have the tightest pussy in the world." Jen chuckled, but then she bit her lower lip as his cock filled her to bursting once more. "Oh Donnie, fuck me," she begged him. Donnie was more than happy to oblige. He began to make his strokes faster and harder. Missy had cum twice while watching the hot teen couple get it on just a few feet away. It was neat that her brother and her best friend were getting it on so well. But she was beginning to feel a little left out. She lay down beside Jennifer and said, "He's fucking you good, isn't he?" "Uh huh...it's unbelievable," Jennifer said. "You've fucked him too, haven't you?""Oh yeah," Missy said. She kissed her friend while her brother stabbed her with his hard rod. Missy played with Jen's full breasts as the girl shuddered through an orgasm. She looked up at Donnie just in time to see his back arch."Aggghh..." he grunted as he sent a hot load of teen boy cream into Jen's snatch. "My turn," Missy said as she pushed her brother to the side. He perched against the headboard just as she had a few minutes before. Missy went down on Jen's cunt. It was messy to say the least. There was a heady mixture of Donnie's cum and even if Jen wasn't a squirter, she was leaking copious amounts of pussy juice. Missy licked and sucked until she had cleaned out Jen's cunt. Then she kissed her way upward until the two teens were swapping tongues. They rolled around on the bed, kissing and fondling tits and riding one another's thighs. Donnie was taking it all in. No wonder Missy had been fingering her pussy so hard just a few minutes before. He stroked his cock back to full hardness not that it needed much encouragement. The girls' thighs were wet with pussy juice. They humped their clits until they both came. "Shit, I never dreamed we could do it like that," Jennifer giggled into Missy's ear. "Me neither," said Missy. She tweaked her friend's nipple. "Are you still horny?" "I can't believe it, but I am," Jen said. "Me too," said Missy. "I want to eat you." "Let me do you," Jen insisted. "Oh fuck, just do each other," Donnie said. He made a twisting motion with his hands to show what he meant. "Oh yeah," said Missy. She immediately turned so that her face was above Jen's pussy. "Mmmm... this'll be nice," she said taking a long swipe at Jen's clit. Jen put her hands on Missy's butt and pulled her pussy within range of her questing tongue. She sucked Missy's clit between her lips and flicked her tongue over the turgid nub of sex. In only seconds her friend was leaking pussy juices into her mouth. "Oh shit, I'm getting ready to cum," Missy groaned. She worked even harder at Jen's cunt, trying to touch every inch of her pussy walls, trying to give her the same pleasure that she felt. Donnie slowly stroked his cock. This girl on girl action had him as hard as ever. He couldn't believe that he had two beautiful girls in bed with him; ones that were hot and horny and eager for his dick.The girls hit their orgasms at the same time. Missy buried her face in Jen's snatch and sucked at her clit and tongued fuck as hard as she could. She ground her pussy on Jen's face. Her cunt contracted and she knew that Jen was getting pussy juice smeared all over her pretty face. "AHHH..OHHHhhhh..." she gasped out. The girls separated and Donnie saw his chance to rejoin the fun. It was Missy's turn to get banged so he positioned himself behind her and pulled her hips upward until she was on her knees. He eased his rock hard dick into her wet, wet pussy and began a nice fuck stroke."Oh my god, Donnie," she cried. "You're so fucking big...so fucking big." She buried her face in the bed clothes and babbled on and on about her brother, the big stud. Jennifer got on her knees and came to Donnie's side. "You're fucking your sister good aren't you?" she said, nuzzling his ear. "You know it," he said, never breaking the rhythm of his masterful strokes. Jennifer kissed him; her tongue swirled in his mouth. "I want your big dick in me," she told him. "My pussy's hot and tight for you." "Mmmm...just as soon as Missy gets off," he told her with a wink. Jennifer licked her lips. Missy was her best friend, but she didn't want Donnie's cock to explode before she could use it. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock as best she could. She had some idea of stifling his orgasm, but when her fingers bumped against Missy's pussy, she got another idea. She lifted her finger so that it ran over Missy's clit with each fuck stroke. "mmmMMMMEEEEEEEEEeeee..." Miss shrieked into the accumulation of sheets, blankets and pillows around her head. It was a good thing her voice was muffled, otherwise her parents, and probably the neighbors would have come running. It went on for a full minute before Missy quieted and collapsed. Jennifer flopped onto her back and spread her legs in invitation. "You seem to be free," she said, grinning at Donnie. "Yes, I think I can fit you in," Donnie said, going along with her banter. The head of his steely cock worked against her pussy lips. "Or maybe that's you fitting me in," he muttered. Suddenly, his cock-head punched through and he sent it surging through her pussy canal. "Oh yeah, so tight and hot.""Ohhhh...baby...yes, yes," Jennifer exclaimed as Donnie pounded her. She loved the way his cock made her pussy sing. After shagging Jen on her back for a couple of minutes, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled up until he was on his knees and she was impaled on his monster fuck pole. She threw her arms around his neck and pillowed her big tits against his chest. She could feel her nipples scraping across his skin with each stroke. She held on through one orgasm after another. She loved this loved it, loved it, loved it. Sex with her first lover had been okay. She had cum, but this sex with her friends - was simply awesome. Donnie and Missy could send her mind and body into another realm where there was nothing but pussy tingling pleasure. Donnie shagged Jennifer until it seemed as if she was cumming continuously. She alternated snorting hot air into his ear and making soft, high pitched keening sounds. He felt like a master cocksman, making her cum so much. But the pressure in his balls wasn't to be denied, and besides, his legs were beginning to ache. He laid Jennifer onto her back and once more buried his cock in her clinging pussy. "Oh shit, oh fuck...I'm cumming so good," he groaned. His cock jerked and spat out what felt like gallons of hot teen cream. The hot stuff washed back over his shaft and leak down his balls. When his dick finally stopped spurting, he lay down, face up, between the two girls. Donnie covered his eyes with his arm. It seemed that pussy heaven could be somewhat exhausting. He wondered if they were all going to sleep in this arrangement when he heard a giggle, and then he felt a hand on his cock-shaft, and then he felt a pair of lips on his cock-head complete with a tongue drilling into his cum-slit. He'd cum three times in about an hour, but is cock was filling out, growing rigid with lust once more. He reached to both sides of his sculpted torso and filled his hands with soft breasts. *Robert Somers slowly paced through his front yard, head down, hands in his back pockets. It was nearly noon on a Saturday. Robert was dressed for a day off. He was wearing tan cargo shorts, a white tee shirt and canvas slip on shoes. He looked like a man obsessed in examining his grass for an encroachment of weeds. His mind wasn't on his lawn however. Ten minutes ago he had glanced across the street to see Jennifer Allison pass by her picture window wearing nothing but her bra and panties. To be honest, she may have been in a bikini. Since the other night, Jennifer had been on his mind. Images of the teen beauty danced in his head. He'd love to see her in a bikini maybe she was sunbathing in the Allison's backyard. Robert looked thoughtfully back at his house. Missy and Helen had gone to the mall. Donnie had mentioned that he was going to visit a friend in the neighborhood. Robert returned his gaze to the Allison home. Rick, Jen's dad, would be at work right now, seeing as how it was a busy Saturday at Charles'Mart. Robert frowned in thought. He couldn't get the picture of Jen and Missy out of his head. They weren't in love or anything like that, were they? Weren't they just a couple of hot chicks pleasuring each other on a slow night? He rolled his eyes; he didn't know which was worse. Both scenarios made his dick tingle. Robert found himself ringing the Allison's doorbell. He barely remembered crossing the street and going up the walkway to the door. No one answered. Now what? Just go back home? Walk around the Allison home, hoping to find Jen in a skimpy bikini? He was half hard just imaging it. He... The door opened. "Hi, Mr. Somers," Jennifer said. She wasn't in a swimsuit, nor her bra and panties, but something almost as enticing. She was wearing a sleeveless, pink crop top that obviously didn't have a bra underneath. There was about an acre of bare skin below her top and then a pair of hip hugging shorts that stopped soon after they began. There was no doubt as to the length of Jen's legs. "Hi, Jennifer, I was wondering if we could talk," Robert said with a pleasant smile. He was pleased with calm voice and manner. "Uh...well, it's not..." Jennifer said."It won't take but a minute," Robert said. He put his palm on the door above the girl's head and pushed the door wider. He slipped inside. "Oh, if it's just for a sec'," Jennifer said as she had to step aside.Robert looked around the Allison living room. Angela, Jennifer's mother, had never been the neatest of housekeepers and truth be told, the place looked the same. But not bad for a man who worked long hours and his teenage daughter. Robert sat on a sofa and patted the cushion next to him. "Please, sit down." Jennifer sat and crossed her tanned legs. She swept her hair back and rested her hands in her lap. Of course her movements made her unfettered breasts bobble around in her top. Robert realized that the shy Jennifer he knew was growing into her amazing body. She seemed much more self possessed than she had just a few weeks ago. His dick liked that; it swelled larger. He drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly; he wasn't exactly sure where to begin. "Uhhh...I know that you and Missy have been very good friends... very, very good friends."Jen nodded in the way that says yes, but what of it?"And I know that sometimes girls can be...ummm...too close, let's say," Robert said. Jen frowned. "So you don't want me to see Missy anymore?" she said, clearly becoming upset."Oh no, no," Robert said. He patted her knee and left his comforting, and very warm, hand there. "I mean that you should be cultivating other friendships... uh, let's say the company of boys.""Boys?" said Jennifer, still wondering what he was getting at."Youngish human males?" Robert said with a smile. "I mean, you have to know that they're very much attracted to someone who's as beautiful as you. Even us old guys would give you more than one look." Look my ass, thought Robert. One glance at you and us old guys would like to give you every inch of cock that we could muster. Jen blinked her eyes in surprise. Oh shit, she thought as she realized what he meant. Did he really know fully about her and Missy's relationship? Robert saw her hesitation. Moving on instinct that had served him well with a dozen young women over the years, he moved closer to Jen and slid his hand up her smooth thigh. "Being with a man can be very exciting," he said smoothly and gently. Jen found herself becoming excited. No matter why he was doing it, the mature and handsome Mr. Somers was coming on to her. "Really?" she said innocently; as if she hadn't been thoroughly fucked by this man's son. Robert's hand gently caressed Jennifer's knee. "Let me show you," he said. When she didn't protest he uncrossed her legs and let his fingers dance up her leg and play along the inside of her wonderfully soft thighs. He went to his knees before her and deftly undid the button of her shorts. In a second, he had her shorts off. He was surprised to see that she wore no panties, but the sight of her pussy slit drove any thought from his mind. He immediately began to rain kisses on her inner thigh and labia. "Oh, Mr. Somers, that feels so good," Jennifer said. The man was good. His lips on her clit sent shivers through her body. She loves it, Robert told himself. He was determined to show her how well an experienced man could make her feel. He sank his finger into her pussy. Already, she was surprisingly wet. He swirled his tongue around her clit as he fingered the bump of her g-spot. He was good at this. He could bring Mia out of one of her angry moods to a full blown orgasm in five minutes. Jennifer didn't take that long. Her back arched and her head whipped back and forth. "Ohhh... ahhhhh," Jen wailed. "I'm cumming, OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING."Robert was sure that he had rocked her world, and now he was going to be sure that she rocked his. He stood and unzipped his pants; in a moment, his cock was on display. He loved the way Jennifer's eyes widened at the sight of his thick eight inches. He hadn't been this hard since the night he'd watched her and Missy play. "Do you like it?" he asked."Uh huh," Jen said."Play with it," Robert said, pushing his hip forward. Jennifer lifted her hand and rubbed up and down the length of his cock. "Mmm...that's nice, baby," he said. "Why don't you kiss it?""Kiss it?" Jennifer said innocently. "Just like you kiss...uh... Missy," he said. "Oh," said Jennifer, so he really did know. In the heat of the moment, she reckoned that somehow playing around with Mr. Somers would negate any concerns he had about her and Missy. She leaned forward and gave the head of his pecker a big, almost comic smooch."More," Robert said, "have some fun with it." Jennifer licked his cock a few times and then she suddenly locked her lips around the head. She took almost three inches of his man meat into her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth. At the same time, she jerked her hand along the length of his stalk. Robert closed his eyes in bliss. This girl is a natural born cocksucker, he thought. If he wasn't careful, she was going to bring him off in a heartbeat. He put his hands on her head and regretfully withdrew his cock from her vacuum of a mouth. "That's wonderful, honey," he told her, "but let's do something else.""Wasn't I doing it right?" Jennifer asked as if she didn't know that she had been giving him great head. "Very right," said Robert. "Here, set upright on the edge of the sofa." She did as he asked, and then he reached down and pulled off her top. Her magnificent breasts came into view. For their size, they defied gravity the way they sat high on her chest. "My god, you have some great tits, girl." He tweaked her hard nipples between thumb and forefinger, and then he smiled as Jennifer shivered. "Let me show you something that's fun," he said. He took his cock-head and painted her cleavage with his pre-cum. The stuff was steadily leaking from his rigid dick. "Now put your hands on the sides of your breasts and trap my cock in between." "Like this?" Jennifer asked. She fanned her fingers wide and pushed her tits together. "Mmmm...that's it... good girl," Robert said. He began to titty fuck her. His sensitive cock-head felt like heaven as it slid up and down between her cum slick tits. Jennifer ground her tits together, giving him extra friction to enjoy. She licked his cum slit as he thrust it above the twin bubbles of her fine breasts. "Oh, Jennifer, you are fantastic," he gushed. "You're fucking my tits, Mr. Somers," Jen said. Robert thrust faster. He could feel his sap rising. Jennifer looked so young, so fantastic with her sandy blonde hair falling over her shoulders. She looked so eager to milk the cum from his cock, too. "Oh, baby...baby, I'm going to shoot.""Shoot off all over my big titties, Mr. Somers," Jennifer told him with a taunt in her voice."Ohhhhh, yeah...YES...YES... FUCK YES," Robert grunted. His first shot of cum streaked all the way to Jennifer's chin. The second string slopped over onto her right breast. The rest of his cum flowed in decreasingly powerful pulses from his cum-slit and filled her cleavage. Robert took a deep breath and stepped back. "Jennifer, that was just great. You are so beautiful and amazing."With her forefinger, Jen rubbed at the ribbon of cum that sat atop her breast. She put the finger in her mouth and sucked on it like a child sucking at a sticky sweet. "Mmmm...nice," she said with a smile. "Oh, baby, we can have some more fun. If you'll use that talented mouth of yours on little Robert here, then I can show you what it's really all about." Robert gave her an encouraging grin. He waggled his half hard dick in her face. He knew that she could suck him hard in no time at all. "Gee, I don't know, Mr. Somers," Jen said. She craned her head to look at a hanging pendulum wall clock across the room behind Robert. "Sometimes Daddy comes home for lunch." With perfect timing, the clock began to chime the noon hour. "Oh...well... I guess I'd better go then." With painful rapidity, Robert stuffed his wilted cock back into his shorts. "We, uh...should keep this between us, Jennifer.""Yes, sir, I won't say a word," Jennifer assured him. "And that thing I said about boys," Robert said as he edged toward the door, "you'll keep that in mind, won't you?"Jen swiped up a finger full of cum and let it drip back onto her breast. "I sure will," she said. Robert opened the front door. He stuck his head out and looked around guiltily. "Okay, see you later," he said as he closed the door and left. Jennifer, holding her top against her tits to stop any flow of cum, jumped up and locked the door behind him. She went to the picture window and closed the curtains. Then, in a sing-song voice she called, "You can come out now."Donnie's head appeared from around the corner of an interior doorway. When he saw that the coast was clear, he stepped into the room. He was naked and his half hard cock swung from side to side as he walked. He looked astonished and concerned. "What the hell?" he said."I guess your dad thinks Missy and I are lesbians," she said with a grin. "I think he thinks he's showed me how great you guys are." Donnie made a derisive snort and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and withdrew a bottle of water. Twisting the cap off, he took a long swallow. Jennifer sensed his bad mood and followed him. "Hey," she said, "I'll admit I sort of teased him along it won't happen again."Donnie shook his head. "You didn't do anything wrong. In fact that 'am I doing it right' business was kind of sexy.""So you're pissed because he came over and came over my tits," she asked, hoping to draw him out. Donnie sighed and said, "Yeah, well... actually, it was something that happened at work the other day." He took a drink and stopped to gather his thoughts. "I usually work what they call the front end; I move carts, help carry out stuff sometimes I stock shelves." Jennifer nodded."Well, the other day some guys called in sick, so they had me go to receiving to help unload a truck. I worked a couple of hours, and then lunch time came around. I usually eat in the break room, but it was a nice day, so I went back to the receiving bay and ate there with the other guys in the open air." Donnie took a sip of water and settled his bare butt against the kitchen counter. "So the talk turned to gossip you know - who got hired, who got fired, who got promoted and so forth and so on."Jennifer crossed her arms under her considerable breasts and said, "Uh huh.""So this one guy, he's near my age," Donnie continued, "said that he had a cousin named Mia. They had graduated from school together and they had gone to work for Charles'Mart at the same time, only she became a cashier while he had to take a lower paying job in receiving." Another sip of water. "This Mia is there only a few weeks and she gets promoted to a position at the district office, plus a raise of course."Jennifer shrugged. "Maybe she's smart, maybe she deserved it." Donnie waved the bottle of water. "No there's more to it. You're supposed to work at Charles'Mart for at least six months before you change jobs. And Mia gets two different raises and has three different jobs in less than six months."Jennifer said, "Okay," in a tone that meant get on with it. "Ah, well, the big kicker is that the guy telling the story says that his cousin gets all this because she's dating the district manager. And he said 'dating' only because there were a couple of women on the crew. His tone said 'fucking the district manager.'""Oh," said Jennifer. "Well, I mean...it could be some other guy at the district office how does he know it's your...""That's what someone else on the crew said," Donnie said, interrupting her. "But the cousin had seen them together, and by the time he'd finished describing my dad and talking about what kind of car he drove... It's my father alright.""I guess there's no hope they were just joking with you," Jennifer said.Donnie shook his head. "No, I never tell anyone my father's the district manager. I mean, some people at work know, but no one in that crowd did."Jennifer hugged him. "I'm sorry you're father's fooling around...on your mother I mean. I don't really count what we did..." Her voice trailed off as she realized the hole she was digging. Donnie put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her forehead. "Hey, I don't blame you." The stood like that for several seconds. "Does your dad really come home for lunch sometimes?" he asked. Jennifer laughed into his chest and said, "He never, ever comes home for lunch." She looked up into his eyes. "I think we could use a shower." She and Donnie had had a couple of hot fucks before Robert Somers had showed up. She was feeling yucky from the dried sweat and cum on her statuesque body. The Allisons had a nice, spacious tub and shower combination. Jennifer wrapped her arms around Donnie, pillowing her considerable tits against his back, as he adjusted the spray to a comfortable temperature and volume. When they stepped inside the shower, Jennifer slipped on a pair of bath gloves. She poured liquid soap on the gloves. "What are the gloves for?" Donnie asked. "You'll see," Jennifer said. "Now turn around." She began at his neck and worked her way down, giving Donnie's muscled frame a good rub. "Ow...that's kind of rough," he said. "Don't be a baby; it's supposed to feel like that. It's exfoliating your skin. You'll feel nice and tingly all over when I'm done," she said. "No doubt because my poor skin will be raw and oozing blood... hey," Donnie jumped when Jen grabbed his hard muscled ass and massaged his butt cheeks. She wrapped her arms around his torso and rubbed the gloves over the well defined muscles of his chest. She leaned against his back, rubbing her body all over his and getting some clit action against that great ass of his. "This is nice," he said, "but you're not going to use those gloves on my cock, are you."Jennifer laughed. "No, I guess I'd better not." She dropped the gloves and poured a generous amount of soap into her palm. He was already fully erect, but she gave him a good stroking anyway. She carefully soaped up his balls and the light thatch of hair at his groin. By the time she was done, Donnie's cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum. That gave her an inspiration. "I want to try something," she said. She turned so that now her back was to his front. "Now bend your knees," she told him, "and stick your cock between my legs." "Oh, okay," Donnie said as he got the idea. In a second, Jennifer looked as if she was sporting a stiffy. "Oh look, I'm a horny little boy with a hard-on, whatever should I do?" she said archly. She wrapped her fingers, at least as much as she was able to, around Donnie's exposed cock and stroked. "I guess I could jerk my weenie," she said in a wondering tone. She ran her finger up the cum-tube, making a long dollop of pre-cum fall to the floor of the tub. "Ohhh... I'm cumming," she said, and then she made of series of grunts like Donnie did sometimes when he came.Jennifer felt his cock slip back and free of her thighs. "Well hell, if you're just going to make fun of it," he sniffed. Jennifer turned and laughed. She had brought him out of his funk and she wanted to keep him that way, at least for a while. She poured liquid soap along the top of her pert teen tits and said, "Now it's your turn." "Mmm...yes," she said as he took her breasts in his hands and lovingly fondled the big orbs. He massaged her breasts and shoulders, the muscles of her back and her ass with his soapy hands. He knelt and kneaded the muscles of her thighs, making sure that his hands accidentally on purpose gave her pussy mound its share of attention. By the time he was finished, she was weak with desire. They rinsed, stepped from the shower and fought over the same big bath towel as they dried off. Giggling maniacally, Jennifer said, "You can't fuck me until I'm dry." Donnie grabbed his cock like a fearsome club and growled, "I'll screw you right now, girl." "Noooo..." she screamed in mock horror as she ran from the bath. Jennifer bounced onto her bed and lay on her back. She adjusted a pillow under her head and spread her legs. She had time to diddle her clit for a few seconds before Donnie made his appearance. He was all pink and smelled of shower soap, and still massively erect. "Oh baby, I'm so ready for you," she said. To her surprise, Donnie went down on her instead of immediately ravaging her pussy with his club of a dick. He brought her to a wonderful orgasm using his lips and fingers. Then, before she could really come off that high, he used the prodigious amount of pre-cum leaking from his slit to lube up his cock. In one long, strong stroke he filled her love channel."Oh my god, ohmygod..." moaned Jennifer. He'd never felt so big. She thought that her pussy was going to burst from his assault, but only in a good way. Six strokes into their fuck and she was cumming again. A dozen strokes later and she felt Donnie filling her with his hot teen cum. But his strokes didn't falter and neither did his cock. He stayed amazingly hard. Jennifer had used the same canopied bed since she was a little girl. The cloth of the canopy rippled with their sexual rhythm: its wooden construction moaned and creaked, adding its sounds to the moans and groans of the two teen lovers. "Oh Donnie, I've never cum so much," Jen gasped between orgasms. Donnie's face screwed up in a mask of passion. "Oh shit, I'm CUMMING AGAIN," he gasped as if he couldn't believe it." That set off Jennifer once more. Her pussy exploded in wave after wave of passion until she passed out from the sheer pleasure. Jennifer awoke to the feel of Donnie spooned against her back. She looked at the clock radio beside her bed. They'd been asleep for an hour. She leisurely turned over to face her lover. Donnie's eyes popped open. "Hey," he said with a smile. "Hi, yourself," she smiled back. Donnie lifted his arm and looked at his watch. "When do you have to go to work?" she asked."Not for a couple of hours," he said."Oh," was all she got out before Donnie rolled on top of her. He was hard as ever and he slipped his rampant cock into her freshly fucked cunt. He surged in and out of her pussy with long, powerful strokes not the like the frantic jackhammer approach he'd used earlier. Jennifer couldn't believe it. It was like he had hit some permanent on switch in her pussy. It clenched and released his cock in a series of quick orgasms. "Uh, uh, uh, uh," she moaned in time with his strokes. Her body shook as if she were plugged into an electrical outlet and her eyes rolled back in her head. Donnie paused. "Are you alright?" he asked her. She slapped him on the shoulder. "Yes!" she cried. "For god's sake don't stop. More... MORE!""Well okay then," Donnie said with a smile. He was proud of the way his mighty cock was performing. It felt as if her pussy was milking at his dick. He reared back on his knees and pulled Jen's ass upward. He shagged her good as Jen grabbed at her tits. Abruptly, she locked her legs around his waist and sat up onto his lap. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed the hard nipples of her massive tits into his chest. Her hot breath roared in his ear. She bounced up and down on his cock groaning, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," with every stroke. Finally she had another massive orgasm that seemed to last forever. "Oh, Donnie, I love you, I love you," she gasped into his ear. He came in a series of mind shattering blasts of cum. Chapter 4Missy approached the door to the Turkleton household. She had her math book and a thin spiral notebook in the crook of her arm. She had decided to take Jennifer's advice about using a tutor. She was confident that she could have figured out things on her own, but her parents were more than willing to pay for help with schoolwork. It helped that Jennifer had assured her several times that Ned was no longer nerdish. She was wearing a sleeveless, fuchsia top that gathered up her breasts and shoved their tops above the square cut bodice. The top was skin tight and ended just above her white hip hugging shorts, also tight on her shapely butt. She rang the doorbell and it was answered shortly by Ned. Missy hardly recognized the guy. Gone was the pudgy guy with awful, spiky hair that was full of product. Also gone were the black, horn rimmed glasses. The new Ned was slim and trim. There were no glasses. His hair was a sun streaked light brown and he'd let it grow over his ears, but it was neatly styled. He was wearing a pair of nylon basketball shorts and an oversized tee shirt. Missy was pleasantly surprised. "Hi, I'm Missy," she said. "Hey, Missy, come on in," he said as he stepped back. "My classroom," he said, making air quotes with his fingers, "is downstairs." They walked through the rear of the living room and into a hallway. Ned opened a door and they descended a flight of steps into a workshop. Tools were scattered around and everything was covered in a fine layer of wood dust. "Dad's a great carpenter," Ned said, "but he's kind of messy.""I see," Missy said, trying to sound uncritical. Ned opened another door, and they entered a room that took up the rest of the space of the full basement. "This is nice," Missy said as she looked around. There was a wet bar in one corner; behind it sat a refrigerator and shelves stocked with foodstuffs. In another corner it looked as if a bathroom had been walled off. A sizeable flat-screen television hung on a wall and a comfortable, if a bit shabby, sofa and chairs were arranged before it. In another corner was a workout machine. It was a marvel of weights and cables, with bars to pull and push. "Do you workout?" Missy asked, nodding at the machine. "Uh, yeah, I try to do something every day," Ned said. Missy thought that he was being modest. She could only see the muscles of his calves and forearms, but they looked cut and well developed to her. "We can work over here," he said. There was a desk close to the long wall opposite the TV. Behind the desk, a couple of whiteboards had been hung. In front of the desk was a long table with several folding chairs scattered around it. They sat in a couple of chairs next to one another. "So what seems to be the problem?" he asked. Missy opened her math book to the chapter where she was having trouble. "Pretty much anything after here," she said, pointing to a page. Ned nodded. "Okay, give me a minute to refresh my memory." Missy watched Ned as he scanned the pages. He was instantly engrossed in the math. He's kind of cute, she thought. Intense, but cute. After five minutes of reading and making notes, Ned stood and went to one of the whiteboards. Taking a marker, he drew the axis of a graph on the board. "Okay," he said, "it's all about recognizing how functions relate to their graphical representations."Thirty minutes later, Missy was at the whiteboard. "So this function," she said, pointing to an equation, "means that this line," she pointed to a line on a graph, "will infinitely approach zero, or this axis." "I think you're getting there," Ned said. "You're a good teacher," Missy said. Actually, she'd had that 'oh, now I get it' moment in her head about fifteen minutes ago. But she'd continued to ask questions and feign confusion. She really did think that he was a good teacher. He was willing to explain things from a different perspective when the first approach didn't work. He didn't just give the same lecture more slowly and in a louder voice. "Thanks," he said. "Why don't we take a break? You want a soda?""Sure, anything diet," she responded. As Ned went to the refrigerator behind the bar, Missy wandered across the room to the sofa. There was a coffee table there. It was full to overflowing with car, outdoor and woodworking magazines. "I guess your mom doesn't spend a lot of time down here," Missy said. Ned came to her and handed her a diet cola still in the can. "No, she says it my responsibility." "Can we sit here?" she asked."Oh, sure," Ned said. Missy hesitated just long enough so that when they hit the sofa, she was right by his side. In fact, the sofa cushions sagged in a conspiracy to throw them together. "So," she said after a sip, "our school is pretty big, but I'm surprised that we haven't met before. I mean, I knew who you were, but it was my friend Jennifer who told me that you tutored. "Ned took a hefty swig of soda, suppressed a belch and said, "Oh but we have met.""Really?" Missy said. "Where... when.""It was just before Christmas your freshman year. I was a sophomore, of course. You came into the library in a huge panic about a paper you'd totally put off until the last minute."Missy nodded. "Yeah, I remember."Ned nodded too. "I was shelving some books that I'd been reading...and I guess you thought I was one of the student helpers...so you asked me about where to find a book. So, long story short, for the rest of the period I helped you find quotes and make citations." He looked down and seemed to examine the top of his soda can. He made circles around the top with his forefinger. He said hesitantly, "When the bell rang, you thanked me and kissed me on the cheek." Missy's eyes opened in amazement. "That was you?" she said. She remembered a fat guy with acne and a buzz cut who squinted a lot. She didn't remember the kiss, though she doubted that Ned was lying about it. She could be an emotional kisser. "Yeah, well... after that, I let my hair grow some and I had to start wearing glasses contacts now," he said pointing to his eyes. "I guess that's why you never spoke to me in the halls, you probably didn't recognize me."Missy winced. As a matter of fact, she had noticed his changes, but she had avoided eye contact with him after that day in the library. And later, he must have faded into the background with the rest of the students she didn't know or care about. She put her hand on his knee. "I'm sorry," she said. "I was just being your basic teenage girl snob. Here, let me give you a real thank you." She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth. Then she put a finger to his chin and turned his face to hers. "And here's for helping today." She kissed him full on the lips.It quickly became clear that Ned hadn't had much practice at the art of kissing. At first he was too stiff; his lips were locked like a couple of boards clamped together. Missy used her fingers to purse his lips and encourage him to loosen up. He got the idea and put his mouth in a more receptive shape, but his lips were still about as soft as glass. Missy broke off the kiss and sat back. "Wow," Ned said breathlessly, "that was awesome." Missy thought it was the worse kiss she'd had since she had been twelve years old, and she'd been locked in a closet for two minutes with Darryl Queen during a birthday party game one afternoon; she'd emerge with a bruised lip and spittle over half her face. But it was pretty obvious that Ned had enjoyed the experience. In fact, he'd enjoyed it so much that his shorts had an astounding bulge. "Yes, it is awesome," Missy said, looking down at his cock-bulge."Oh shit!" cried Ned. He clamped a hand on his cock and pushed it between his legs. He hunched over and shoved his knees together, looking like a little boy trying not to pee in his pants. "Oh no, no, no..." chanted Missy. "That cat's already out of the bag." She took his wrist and pulled his arm to his side with little resistance. Then she pushed the other arm away. "And now the knees," she said, pushing them apart. "Are you sure?" asked Ned even as his stiffy made a whiffing sound against his shorts as it swiftly sprang back to attention. "Oh yeah," Missy said. The leg of his shorts was so voluminous she could easily pull the hem back toward his groin. Now his cock bulge was hidden only by a thin pair of boxers. His cock-head strained against the cotton material and a wet spot appeared as some pre-cum escaped. Missy was delighted that she'd made him so hot so fast. The idea emboldened her. "Pull it out," she told him. "Are...are you sure?" Ned asked.Missy rolled her eyes. "Here's a hint. If a girl wants to play with your dick, then she probably thinks it's alright." "Oh," was all Ned could think to say. He squirmed around and tugged until his cock appeared through the slit in his shorts. Missy's eyes widened. "Oh my god, Ned," she said, "your cock...it's just huge!"In truth, she thought that it probably wasn't as long as Donnie's, but she decided that it might be thicker. It would be a close call. She gripped it just as she'd done Donnie's. Her thumb was on the sensitive skin just below the head. She began to jack his throbbing member. "Uh, Missy," Ned said, sounding alarmed. "Relax, enjoy it," Missy said. She liked being the aggressor. "No...I...uh...oh, uhhhhhhhhhh," Ned cried out. His cock erupted. A pencil thick shot of cum leapt from the tip of Ned's cock and landed on his shirt. Missy was surprised that he had cum so fast, but she continued to jerk his throbbing dick as she counted ten more shots of teen-cum, just as strong, followed the first one. Streaks of the white cream landed all over the front of his tee shirt. Finally, a couple of lesser squirts fell onto her fingers and ended the spectacular display. "Wow, Ned, that was really something," Missy told him. "Why don't you take off that shirt?""Hmm?" was all the depleted Ned could manage to say, but he swept his tee-shirt over his head revealing his chest. He worked out all right. Ned had an eight pack and nicely defined pecs. Where Donnie had a V-shaped torso, Ned was slimmer, more boyish. Missy took the tee shirt and cleaned off her hand where some of Ned's hot cum had landed. It was like pudding. She cleaned off the head of his dick; there was still some cum leaking from his slit. His cock hadn't softened at all. "Ned, you're still hard." She giggled and said, "What's the matter, you haven't cum in a month?""No...no...sometimes I..." he said; his voice trailing off. "Sometimes you have to jack off a bunch to lose your hard-on?" she finished for him. He nodded. "Sounds like a problem most guys would love to have," she said. "You don't understand. I was dating this girl about six months ago. Sometimes she would just look at my cock and I would pop like a firecracker. So I started to masturbate before dates... you know, to take the edge off. But the more I did it, the more I had to do it. Sometimes, I had a sore dick before I even started the date. In the end, it really didn't help though. She broke up with me, and I... I really liked her," he finished in a mumble."Awww," Missy said in sympathy, "I think you're a sweet guy maybe a little rough around the edges when it comes to kissing, but a sweet guy." A sweet guy with a body and a dick to die for, she thought. I bet that girl was afraid of his monster penis and six months ago perhaps he wasn't the hunk he is now. Missy saw Ned's cock jump. A pearl of pre-cum appeared from the slit and oozed down his cock shaft. "Looks like you're ready to go again," she said as she captured the clear liquid on her fingertip and swirled it around his cock-head."Yeah, I guess so," he said. He looked hopefully at Missy, afraid to come out and ask anything of her. Damn I'm horny, thought Missy. I'm practically gushing in my shorts. Well, there's a big ol' hard cock here, no point in letting it go to waste. She stood up. "Are you leaving?" he asked, clearly afraid that she might. He moved as if to stand. Missy put out her hand to stop him. "No chance of that," she said. She undid the button of her shorts and pulled down the zipper. She had to swish her hips from one side to the other in order to peel the shorts off her ass. Ned's eyes drank in the sight. "You like that, huh?" she asked as she gave him an extra bump and grind. Ned stroked his cock and a big load of pre-cum washed over the head. "Oh yes," he said. His eyes locked onto her pussy mound and the downy strip of hair she'd left unshaved. Missy straddled his hips. She brushed away his hand and grasped his steel hard cock shaft. She used his hard, slick cock-head like a dildo. She rubbed it back and forth over her clit and down her pussy lips. Soon, everything was slick and gooey with Ned's pre-cum. The stuff was really flowing. Missy ever so slowly eased her pussy lips over the swelling knob of his cock-head. "Have you fucked?" she asked him."Once..." he said."About six months ago," she finished for him. He nodded. "Just relax," she told him. "Maybe we can cure your need to masturbate so much." She slowly rolled her hips forward, engulfing six or eight inches of his wide-bodied cock. "Mmmm, you're really stretching my pussy," she said. She rolled her hips back until only his cock-head remained to stretch her vaginal lips. She felt Ned squirm beneath her. She thumped the hard muscle of his shoulder. "Don't move," she said firmly, and he relaxed back into the sofa cushion. She rocked forward and then back again, two seconds forward and two seconds back."Missy, Missy, Missy this is unbelievable," he moaned. Missy smiled; she knew that the velvety lining of her pussy was constantly stimulating every inch of his massive dick. Of course the reverse was also true. Just like Donnie's cock, Ned's was giving her cunt what it craved. But she was determined to draw this out and give him a fuck to remember. Minute after minute she maintained the slow pace."Missy, I can't stand it," Ned groaned. His head rolled from side to side and he looked as if he was in agony. He pushed his hips upward to get some more movement."No!" Missy said sternly. She thought it was funny. Ned could have rolled her over and screwed her into the floor if he wanted to, but he was willing to let her take charge. She liked that. With a supreme effort of will, Missy slow-fucked Ned for several minutes. His breath grew ragged and he broke out in a sweat. Suddenly, his body became as tense as a bowstring. His back arched and his mouth opened in a soundless scream. Missy felt his entire body vibrate as his cock swelled and ejected a thick stream of cum."HUH...HUH...HUH," Ned cried in time with his ejaculations as they streamed into Missy cunt. Eventually, overwhelming her stretched pussy, his teen cream poured back over his massive cock and down his balls. It seemed as if he might cum until his body ran out of fluids, but finally Ned relaxed back onto the sofa. Missy gave him all of ten seconds to recover. His marvelous cock was still hard and she was intent on using it. She stretched high on his body until her tits were in his face. "Grab my ass, Ned.""What?" he slurred, pretty much dazed from the most amazing sexual experience of his life. "Hold my ass in both of your hands," Missy said, enunciating each word slowly and carefully. Ned did as he was told. It took a few seconds, but eventually he was holding the tight flesh of her butt cheeks in both hands. "Okay, Ned, it's time to cut loose. Fuck me, fuck me hard and fast." Ned sent his still hard cock upward into her cum slick pussy. He was too slow at first. But when he realized that Missy wasn't going to slow him down, he built up speed like a locomotive, going faster and faster; not that he wasn't derailed every now and then when his cock would slip the tracks and go careening across one of her compact ass cheeks. Missy was quick to get him back into play by grabbing his big throbber - it was like trying to maneuver the cum coated barrel of a bat and position it back where it belonged. *Donnie entered his home through the kitchen door. He was just in time to witness his mother take something from the oven. She had asked him to come home straight from work so that they could have a dinner together alone. His father was at a business conference in Las Vegas; Donnie wasn't sure where Missy was. "Hi," he said, "that smells good." He went to the counter where Helen had set an aluminum cooking pan, its contents were bubbling. "Oh good, lasagna." His mother had promised to cook one of his favorites. "Hey, honey," Helen said. She was looking good in a blue and rose colored halter dress. It had a deep neckline that revealed the curve of her full breasts. "Why don't you freshen up while I put the rolls in the oven? I'm starved.""Me too," said Donnie. His shift at Charles'Mart hadn't ended until eight. It was going to be almost nine when they sat down to eat.Donnie took a quick shower and donned a clean pair of shorts and a tee shirt. It was nice to be fresh and cool once more after sweating in a hot asphalt parking lot all afternoon. He walked barefoot into the living room. His mother had already set the table. There was the lasagna as well as a garden salad. He sat as Helen brought in a basket of rolls. She disappeared into the kitchen once more and reappeared with two glasses and a bottle of wine. She filled one of the glasses and put it next to her plate, and then, much to Donnie's surprise, she half filled the other glass and put it before him. Donnie pointedly looked at the glass and then at his mother. She softly snorted and said, "I know your father sneaks you beers now and again. Just make sure that you drink plenty of water with that."Donnie laughed. "I thought that was a secret between me and him." "Your father doesn't keep secrets as well as he'd like," Helen said quietly. She sat and took a long sip of wine. She gestured to Donnie that he should help himself to the lasagna. Donnie took a generous portion of the lasagna and just enough salad to keep his mother from fussing. Helen took mostly salad and only a taste of the meaty lasagna. There was a good reason that she had kept her figure into her late thirties.They ate and talked about nothing in particular. Donnie noticed that his mother kept topping off her glass of wine. He'd had some cheap wine before, but it had been sweet and cold, obviously something you drank to get high. The dinner wine wasn't like that stuff at all. It wasn't sweet drier, he thought was the correct term, and it had a more complex taste. But that was secondary to the fact that it warmed his tummy and made his groin tingle."Where's Missy?" he asked at one point. "One of her friends, Ruth Jameson, is having a stay over party," Helen said. "Mmm," Donnie said with a nod. He could just imagine Missy and five or six other girls sitting around scantily clad, maybe sharing some illicitly gained alcohol, maybe some kissing and giggling, then more kissing and less giggling. Damn, he was going to be hard as a rock in a few seconds. And didn't his Mom look good tonight? "...and then they bought the house anyway," his mother was saying. "Ah," Donnie said. Yes, better to get his mind on real estate. "I'll get the dessert," Helen said, arising from the table after they'd finished off the main part of the meal. She returned from the kitchen with two dessert plates of cheesecake topped with cherry sauce, another of Donnie's favorites. She had a sliver of a serving for herself, whereas Donnie's practically filled his plate. She was also carrying another bottle of wine. She added some to her glass and then shrugged and filled Donnie's glass to the halfway point once more. He'd never seen his mother drunk, and she wasn't drunk now, but he could see the effect of the wine in her hazel eyes and the way she was beginning to enunciate her words carefully. He was down to the last bites of the cheesecake when Helen said, "I wanted us to have some time alone because I have to tell you about some decisions I've made.""Oh?" he said, clearly worried. When his mother talked about her decisions, it meant that something big had happened or was about to happen. Helen waved her wine glass in the air; the liquid sloshed about but didn't spill. "Don't worry, you haven't done anything wrong. In fact, I'm hoping for your help and understanding.""Okay," Donnie said. "So what's up?"Helen took a full gulp of wine. She said, "I got an anonymous e-mail the other day. It said that your father was having an affair with a woman at work.""Wha...uhh," Donnie started to say, but Helen put up her hand."Please, let me get through this; it isn't easy." "Okay," Donnie said weakly. Helen drank more wine, but only a sip. "Your father and I haven't been in love for years. Oh we get along all right. We've tried to present a united front to you and Missy, and we don't argue over money; neither one of us has a problem staying on a budget. Of course it helps that we both have good paying jobs. "Anyway...there's a whole underground of gossip that goes on between Charles'Mart employees and their spouses. I've stayed away from it; after all it's all ninety-nine percent crap people speculating without facts and others telling lies to screw over a fellow employee." She took another sip. "But I have a friend who knows how to cut through the bullshit pardon my language." Another sip. "She did some research for me and found out that Robert has been seeing a young woman, and I mean she's barely out of high school. He's been seeing her for a while."Helen waved her wine glass once more. This time a dash of wine slopped over the edge and onto her fingers. She put the glass down and picked up her napkin. As she wiped her finger she said, "I know your father's no saint. There have been other women over the years, but this is just stupid. I mean screwing someone at work? Come on, she could sue Robert in a heartbeat. He could lose his career. And... and I won't have it." Helen had wound the napkin so tightly around her hand her fingertips were dark red. "I am not going to be the wife who soldiers on while her husband risks everything for some... some young piece of ass! Hell, he's with her right now in Vegas. I checked!" She took a deep breath, put down the napkin and took another sip of wine. "So," she continued in a flatter tone, "I took steps. I went to see an attorney last week. With his advice I've moved some assets around. I rented an apartment across town. Tomorrow, someone is coming to change the locks on the doors, and movers are coming. We're going to box up at least most of your father's things and take them to the apartment. "At the same time, my attorney is going to have someone serve papers on Robert divorce papers. He's also carrying a letter saying pretty much what I've just told you." Helen finished off her wine. She put the glass down and nervously spun the glass in her fingers. She looked plaintively into Donnie's eyes. Donnie was stunned. He was pale and he wondered if his supper was going to stay down. He looked up at his mother. "I...I don't know what to say.""I know this was a lot to throw at you," Helen said, "but I was hoping for your understanding... and even for your support?" She rushed on. "With Missy I mean she'll be upset and...""I sent the e-mail," Donnie blurted. "You sent it?" Helen asked, astounded.Donnie nodded. He told her about the day at work where the Charles'Mart employees had talked about his father. He finished with, "I thought that you and Dad might have a big fight at worse. I didn't..."Helen stood and walked around the table. She moved slowly; she wasn't quite as steady on her feet as she normally was. When she reached Donnie's side, she hugged him, cradling his head on her breast. "Oh honey, you didn't do anything wrong. It would have all happened anyway. It was just a matter of time." They hugged for a long minute, and then Helen split the remaining wine between their glasses. "Come on; let's go into the living room." The Somers' living room wasn't all that large. A sectional couch was set against one wall and faced an entertainment center on the opposite wall. A wide, low, slightly beaten up table acted as footstool, magazine rack and work space. On both ends of the sofa were sections that also doubled as recliners. As they entered the room, Donnie realized that was how his family had lived their lives. His parents each had had their own recliner. He and Missy had spent many evenings doing their homework at that old table while their parents occupied opposite ends of the room, sharing little but their kids and a television. Helen maneuvered a couple of old magazines into place on the table to act as coasters and placed the wine glasses. Donnie sat squarely in front of the TV, like he always did; even though it wasn't on tonight. Helen sat next to him, shoulder to shoulder. She picked up her glass and sipped. Donnie did the same. "Donnie," Helen said, "I'm not out to screw over your father. We'll split everything equi-equab... evenly. No custody battles at least as far as I'm concerned. You and Missy can live where you want. I...""It's okay, Mom," Donnie said. He took a deep drink of the wine and put the glass back on the table. His head swam; that stuff was more potent than he realized. "I'm on your side. I haven't been able to talk Missy into anything since she was ten, but I'll try to make her understand." He and his father weren't all that close. Robert had never taught him a sport, and it was always his mother who came school events or little league games. Except for the awful episode with the stolen car, Donnie could hardly remember any conversations between him and his father. Helen polished off her wine and put the glass down. With a deep sigh, she settled back and snuggled against Donnie's side. She slid her arm under his and rested her hand on his thigh and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Oh thank goodness," she said. "You don't know how much of a weight that is off my mind." Donnie glanced at his mother's form. She had sat carelessly; the hem of her dress was halfway up her thighs. Her sun dress gapped open revealing most of her left breast. He couldn't believe how firm and nicely shaped it was. Missy was right; she'd be lucky to end up with tits like their mother's. Full C-cups he decided maybe even D's. His dick began to harden, and Donnie didn't care. He felt warm and fuzzy from the wine and a nice stiffy seemed to be just the thing right now. His eyelids drifted closed.Helen loved the feel of her son. There was a pleasant dichotomy between his soft skin and the hard muscles underneath. Plus, he smelled good from his masculine body wash and fresh clothing. She shifted her head on his shoulder and inhaled his maleness...and saw his erection. She could actually see his big cock moving in his shorts. Helen felt a rush of heat in her loins. She shouldn't have had so much wine it had a tendency to make her horny. Helen tried to cut her eyes around far enough to see if Donnie was awake. His breathing was deep and regular, and she thought his eyes were closed. Before she knew what she was doing, her hand, which had been on her son's thigh, lifted and hovered over his cloth covered hard-on. She wanted to grab that expression of manly power and have her way with it or maybe it with her. But she couldn't do that, could she? She'd just touch it...maybe see if her fingers would wrap around it. That would be all right if he felt anything, he'd think it was a dream. Her hand lowered to the tip of his cock. She ran her finger over the head and then down his shaft until the tented fabric of his shorts took her fingertip out of contact. Donnie didn't react. She repeated her trick with her finger. Still, Donnie didn't respond. She took her forefinger and thumb and outlined his cock-head. Damn, the thing was wide. She could just imagine this man-child's horse-cock splitting her pussy lips. She shivered deliciously; she could feel her pussy getting wet with lust. Helen bit her lower lip. This was awful. She was tipsy and horny and she badly needed cock. Damn Robert anyway. Why couldn't he have stayed faithful? She was still good looking; she still had a good no by god, a great figure. At one point, she and Robert couldn't get enough of one another. Their lives had been built around hot fucks any time, any place. It was hard to believe that their passion had all gone away. She felt Donnie stir. She looked down and saw that, lost in her memories of hot sex with Robert, she had inadvertently begun to jerk off her son. Donnie's hand moved and she was scared that he was going to knock her hand away. But he didn't, in fact he put his hand on hers and encouraged her along. "Oh Mom, that feels so good," he murmured. Helen heard the catch in his voice. His breathing became shallower and erratic. He was hot for her hand job. "Do you like that?" she whispered in his ear."Mmmm...it's great," he said. A dark spot appeared on his shorts at the tip of his dick. The spot spread, he was leaking pre-cum already. Helen shifted her hand so that she could properly masturbate her son. She knew she shouldn't, but he was willing and she was eager. The fabric of his shorts slipped over the fabric of his underwear. She wanted to see his naked, rampant cock in all its glory, but she didn't want to break the mood."God, your cock is so thick," she said. Her fingers bumped back and forth over the flare of his cock-head; for sure her fingers couldn't encircle it."Yeah, big," Donnie agreed. He began to move his hips to meet the stroke of her fingers. "Do you want it faster?" Helen asked her son. "Uh huh," Donnie said."Like this? Is this how you like it?" Helen asked as she doubled her speed. "Yes, Mom, yes that's it," Donnie moaned. He thrust his hips upward and held them there as Helen did all the work."Cum for mama, baby," she cooed in his ear. "Yeah...fuck yeah...right there," Donnie cried.Helen felt her son's cock jerk... and jerk and jerk and jerk. The stain on his shorts spread, and then cum leaked through both layers of clothing. "So much cum," she said with awe. Her fingers grew squishy as she continued to jerk and Donnie continued to pour out his load of teen-cum. Donnie relaxed back onto the sofa when his cock stopped spewing. "Thanks, Mom," was all that he could think to say. He turned his head and kissed her on the cheek. She looked at him. It was the same look he had seen on the lust infused faces of Missy and Jennifer it meant that she wanted more. So he gave her a kiss on the lips.Helen felt her son's lips on hers. They were lips that knew what they were doing and they were eager. Donnie wasn't acting like a man who, once he'd dropped his load, was ready for a snack and television. Hell, Donnie wasn't even going soft. She moaned softly and opened her lips. Their tongues touched and she could have sworn that some kind of energy slipped in to tingle at her nipples and pussy. Donnie felt his mother's hand still clasped to his throbbing cock. He grew bolder; he cupped her breast in his hand and thumbed her nipple through the fabric of her dress. She moaned and tongued him harder and deeper. She liked it and that spurred him to be the aggressor. He untied the bow that kept the straps of his mother's dress in place. He pulled down the short zipper at the small of her back and proceeded to undress his mother. "Honey," Helen protested weakly, but she didn't do anything to stop him. He was a man on a mission. In a few seconds, she was nude except for her panties. Thank god she hadn't worn her granny panties. The ones she had on were a blue, bikini style. "You are so beautiful," Donnie said. He was standing before her now, his cock obscenely tented the front of his plainly wet shorts. He pulled off his tee shirt and then shorts and underwear. With a sodden thump, he tossed them on top of his mother's dress. He went to his knees and spread her legs. With a sharp tug by his hands and a yelp from his mom, her panties were out of the way. Her glistening pussy lips were full and inviting. She was hot and he wanted desperately to make her hotter. Helen felt her son's lips on her pussy. His tongue went from the bottom to the top of her pussy where it laved across her clit. Stimulating waves began to wash through her body. The slightest touch from Donnie's tongue on her sensitive pussy lips made her body quake in reaction. He sucked on her sex button for a few seconds and then licked it again. Amazing thrills shot through her cunt. "Oooooohhh, yessss," she moaned. Where had he learned this? Was he some sort of natural lover? Or had he been banging girls with his magnificent cock for a while now? Donnie's quick tongue soon made coherent thinking impossible. All Helen cared about was wonderful feeling inside her. The warmth inside her cunt began to turn into a raging fire that threatened to consume her. She screamed out, "UUUHHHH! OOOHHHH!" when her son's long tongue finally parted her cunt lips and rammed like a mini-cock into her slick pussy. "Oooooohhhhhh ... ooohhh, honey! Your mouth ...your breath ... so warm ... ohh, yes! Lick it like that."Donnie stuffed his tongue as hard and fast as he could into his mom's cunt. The flood of her vaginal juices washed against his lips. She ground her desire-soaked cunt into his face as she circled her naked loins against his mouth. "Oooohhh, keep it up, keep it up! Fuck it! Oh, shit! Fuck it...harder!"Donnie heard his mother moan and then cry out as an orgasm ripped through her overheated cunt. He felt the walls of her pussy convulse and quiver as erotic tides of sex swept through his mother's body. He stood, his cock quivering with every beat of his heart; pre-cum leaked from its tip in a steady stream.Helen lay on the sofa gaping in awe at her son's giant, lust-stiffened cock. Her naked body jerked in convulsive anticipation. She knew that they shouldn't be doing this but despite the mind bending orgasm she'd just experienced, she was excited and the thought of what he was about to do made the fire in her pussy burn even brighter. She stared at the tip of his throbbing penis, pre-cum leaking from it as if he hadn't had an orgasm in a month. She had to have it even though the thing looked as if it might split her apart. She turned on the sofa and spread her legs so as to give her son easy access. "Fuck me, Donnie," she said quietly.The sofa cushions sagged as Donnie climbed between her legs. Helen reached out and wrapped her hand around his thick, fleshy cock, feeling the blood pounding hotly through it. She guided it into the passion drenched opening of her full pussy lips. She moved the thick cock-head back and forth to part the moist slit of her vagina, and when it made contact with her clitoris, she felt a naked shock of pleasure surge through her body.Shifting his hips forward, Donnie pressed his lust swollen cock-head against the tightly restricting mouth of his mother's desire moistened cunt; she was surprisingly tight. Suddenly, Donnie felt the warmth of wet cunt flesh around the head of his throbbing cock. It was like a blanket of soft velvet, and it stirred the pressure in his balls. He eased forward into his mother's well lubricated fuck channel. "Donnie...your cock is so big! I love it, baby, I love it," Helen cried out. Inside her pussy was a hard, throbbing and vibrant cock. Any thoughts of incest were being driven away by carnal lust. Her son's cock stroked back and forth along her cunt, creating the most intense friction she could possibly imagine. Donnie's dick was long and wide and he was giving her every single inch of it he could. He moved forward with a slow but powerful stroke. Helen's soft vaginal lips were spread wide to take her son's surging cock. His fucking in and out of her cunt made her burn with desire for him. Helen bucked up to meet his every forward thrust. She felt his dick smash through her cunt, igniting fires of passion deep inside her. Her clit began to tingle, and then flare with the messages of delight that spread like lightening through her body; she came again. Donnie felt his mother's waves of orgasm convulse around his plunging cock, making her pussy even tighter. Squirts of hot vaginal juices surged around his cock and flowed onto the sofa. They were going to make an awful mess, but he didn't care. He had his dick in a hot cunt, and he was making it dance to his tune, and he wasn't going to stop for anything. Donnie began to pound his mother's pussy relentlessly. "Ohhhhh...oh, uhhhhh...oh shit... awwww Fuck me, FUCK ME, DONNIE!" Helen begged her son. She was popping off orgasms like firecrackers. Donnie grinned; he was giving his mother all she could handle and more. But he couldn't keep it up forever. He had a hot load of cum churning in his balls and he was going to lose it right now. "I'm gonna cum, Mom...I'm going to cum," he said through clenched teeth. "DO IT...DO IT!" Helen cried. "FILL MY PUSSY!""Awwww...yeah... yeah... yeah...fuck yeah..." Donnie chanted. Every word was punctuated by a hot stream of teen cum. The milky flow overwhelmed Helen's pussy and began to pump out with every stroke of Donnie's massive cock.Donnie gave his mother one last lingering kiss and fell back onto another section of the couch. Helen sighed a deep sigh of contentment. "That was wonderful," she told Donnie. She glanced between her legs and saw the aftermath of their lovemaking. "Oh dear," she said with dismay. The homemaker in her kicked in and she walked quickly to the kitchen. She giggled as she used paper towels to clean the mix of thick teen cum and her own pussy juices off her inner thighs. She armed herself with cloth towels, paper towels and fabric cleaner, and then with her firm tits jiggling as she moved, she strode back into the living room. Donnie lay with an arm flung over his eyes, his muscled torso glistening with sweat. He looked spent. Well, no wonder, he'd worked eight hours, been jacked off, and then thoroughly fucked a woman. Most men would be snoring by now, but Donnie looked as if he were simply taking a breather. His cock didn't look tired. True, it was sort of canted over at the two o'clock position, but it still looked mostly hard. Helen suddenly had an inspiration. "Honey," she said as she dabbed and wiped and sprayed fabric cleaner, "I'd like to do something."Donnie moved his arm enough to look at her with one eye. "What's that?" he asked, sounding intrigued. "Why don't you go take a shower, put on some nice casual clothes, and we'll go out?" she said. He moved his arm again, this time to look at his watch. "Where would we go at this time of night?"Helen smiled and said, "Where we're going, I think things are just heating up."In the end, it was an hour later when Helen and Donnie were in her Lexus SUV. Helen was wearing another halter dress; this one was done in sky blue silk. She had reapplied her makeup and she was wearing four inch heels. She had rejected Donnie's first wardrobe: jean shorts and a tee. Now he was wearing khaki slacks and an oxford shirt in a color that complimented her dress. Helen pulled a business card from her purse and from it typed an address into her car's GPS. "Where are we going?" Donnie asked. Helen put the car in gear and pulled out of the drive. She said, "I sold a house to a lady who runs a special night spot. I thought we'd check it out.""What makes it so special?" Donnie asked. "You'll see," Helen said with a sly smile. She knew that she shouldn't be driving; she'd drunk too much wine. But she knew to drive with the utmost concentration, and besides, there wasn't much traffic to worry about. It was just a couple of minutes before midnight when Helen steered the Lexus into a spacious parking lot. The building that fronted the lot had a very utilitarian look to it. Helen recognized it as being an old supermarket. The chain of stores that had built it had moved on to bigger and better facilities and this store had been sold off. There were about twenty cars in the lot, most of them as upscale or more than her Lexus. Helen and Donnie saw a sign on the glass door as they approached. It read: W R Club Members Only. They entered into what was obviously a receiving area. There were several comfortable looking chairs arranged around a low table. Next to a door into the interior was a high, horseshoe shaped counter. A large black man with a shaved head and one diamond earring nodded at them. "Can I help you?" his voice rumbled. "We don't have a reservation or anything," Helen said, sounding unsure. "But, Ms. Trask said to drop in anytime." She held out the business card that she'd taken the address from earlier. The black man smiled and nodded. "Please, have a seat, I'll tell her that you're here.""Thank you," Helen said. She and Donnie turned to the offered chairs as the man picked up a phone and spoke softly into the receiver. They had barely settled into their chairs, when the interior door opened and a woman energetically strode in. She wasn't much over five feet tall, looked to be in her forties and she was thin with short blonde hair. "Helen, it's good to see you," she said, offering her hand. "Hello," Helen said as she shook the woman's hand. "I hope we haven't come at an inconvenient time." "Not at all," she said, "we have a live band tonight, and they're about to begin their first set." She glanced at Donnie."This is my...friend, Donnie," Helen said. "Donnie, this is Marjory Trask." "Call me Marjory," the woman said."Nice to meet you," Donnie said. He shook hands with Marjory, who was giving him an appreciative look. "Hmmm...you too," she said. She turned to Helen and said, "Let's get you a membership card." They went to the desk. She paid the princely sum of one dollar, and in a minute the black man handed Helen an embossed plastic card with her name on it."Now that you're legal, let's go in," Marjory said. She led the way through the interior door. They walked down a short hallway and emerged into a spacious dining room. The lighting was dim very dim. Each table was an oasis of light. There were no conventional chairs, or at least very few of them. High-backed semicircular booth type seating surrounded each table. Each table was capable of seating four, but a couple could have plenty of room and privacy. All of the seats faced the front of the room where a quartet was setting up to play. Between them and the dining area was a dance floor. Marjory stopped at a table and gestured for them to sit. "Here we are," she said. When Helen and Donnie had slid to the center of the booth, she perched at the edge of the seat. "Here's a little secret to the lighting," she said as if passing on something dark and mysterious. She put her hand on the switch to the low lamp that set in the center of the table. "When this lamp is bright like this, it means that you're here and come on over if you know me." She switched the light to a dim glow. "This means you want to be alone, but you need some light to function." She turned the light off and said, "This means that you don't even want the staff to come by." She turned the light to its dim output. She had a sly smile on her lips. "We want everyone to be discrete and to enjoy themselves," she said."I understand," Helen said. "You have a beautiful place here.""Oh thank you," Marjory said brightly. "Now listen, anything you want is on me tonight." When Helen looked as if she was going to protest, Marjory held up her hand and said, "When you come back," she glance significantly at Donnie, "and I think you will, just give Jackson, the man at the desk out front, a credit card number. That way, you're in, you're out, very easy."Helen laughed. "Okay, I understand." The two women talked houses and real estate for a few minutes and then Marjory left. A waiter dressed black pants and shoes and a white shirt with a loosely tied black tie came and took their drink orders. Helen ordered wine for herself and a soda for Donnie."So, did you notice anything unusual about the place?" Helen asked when the waiter left. "The layout is kind of funky," Donnie said. Helen shook her head. "No, it's more about the clientele."Donnie looked to one side and then the other, but he couldn't really see anything because of the arrangement of the booths. "I'm going to the restroom," he announced. "Over there," Helen said, inclining her head. She'd seen the sign when they'd followed Marjory to the table.He was gone several minutes during which the band began to play. There was a guy on keyboards, two guitar players and a sleek female singer dressed in a red gown. She began to sing something soft and low. Couples began to drift toward the dance floor. When Donnie returned and settled back beside his mother he said, "Wow, that's the cleanest public men's room I've ever seen." Helen chuckled and said, "A sure sign of how well run a place is.""And I see what you mean by the clientele," Donnie said with a grin. "It's full of cougars and milfs."Helen said, "Cougars I understand, but milfs?"Even in the dim light of the room, it was evident that Donnie's face reddened. "Uh...it's a term from the Internet.""And?" Helen encouraged."It's an acronym for mom's I'd like to fuck," he finished quietly. Helen laughed in surprise and shook her head. She slid over next to her son and put her hand in his lap. She found the bulge of his cock and gave it a squeeze several, in fact. "Does that make me a milf?" she asked. Donnie put his hand over his mom's and encouraged her. "I bet there're a lot of guys in here who would give up their date for you." "Mmmm...you're sweet," Helen said. His cock was filling out nicely under her ministrations. She took his hand in hers and began to pull Donnie to the edge of the booth. "Let's dance.""Like this?" Donnie asked, glancing at his crotch. "Especially like that," she said. Hand in hand they went to the dance floor. Helen overlapped her wrists behind Donnie's neck. His hands went to the small of her back. "Lower," she whispered in his ear and he responded by putting his hands practically on her ass. "How's that?" he asked with a grin. "Better," she said. Helen snuggled into her son's arms. Her breasts pressed against his chest, his cock strained against her tummy. It was hard to believe that only a bit over a year ago she had struggled to teach him the simple box step for a school dance. Not that they were doing anything fancy now. They clung to one another for the length of the song, swaying in place to the music. Then the band swung into an up tempo song. Three of the couples on the floor jumped into swooping ballroom steps. "I think we're in over our heads," Donnie said."I think so too," Helen agreed. They made their way back to the booth where they sat shoulder to shoulder. The waiter appeared at their table and asked if they'd like to order. Helen perused the menu and told him, "We'd like to share an order of the chocolate mud slide with some decaf coffee.""Did you see the note that it takes about twenty minutes to prepare?" he asked."That'll be fine," Helen told him. As the waiter left, Donnie said, "Wow, two desserts in one evening?""I'll just have a bite," she told her son as she searched out his cock. "I'm more interested in how we'll fill the twenty minutes." He was still thoroughly hard. She reached over and turned out the lamp so they could have some privacy. She gave a Donnie a tonsil-swabbing kiss that left them both breathless. "Pull the table closer," she told Donnie.He tugged at the table until the table cloth covered their laps. His mother immediately assaulted his pants. She undid his belt and then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. "Mom, what are you doing?" he hissed. "You know very well what I'm doing," she said with an evil grin. "It's probably what several other women in here are doing. Now lift your ass." A few seconds later, Donnie's very large, very stiff cock was pushing at the table cloth, staining it with pre-cum. Helen lifted away that flimsy impediment, leaned over and fitted her luscious lips over the head of her son's leaking cock. "Mom, oh shit Mom what are you doing?" Donnie half whispered, half moaned. Helen's mind barely registered her son's words. She was tipsy okay she was about half drunk, and she was sucking on the biggest cock she'd ever known or heard about, and she was doing it in public, and said cock belonged to her handsome son. The sheer sexiness of the whole thing made her pussy quiver and gush with a mini-orgasm. She was making a mess of her panties. She sucked and licked and tongued her son's magnificent cock until she thought he was on the verge of eruption, then she lifted her head and began to jerk him off. "Oh shit, oh shit, OH SHIT," Donnie hissed out in a strained whisper. Helen took her napkin and clamped it over the head of his cock just as her son's first jet of sperm leapt from its cum-slit. She held the cloth in place as it became soaked in her son's teen juices. She swore that she could feel the napkin thrum every time he shot another wad of cum. A few minutes later, Donnie was zipped up and presentable once more. Helen discretely slipped the cum soaked napkin into her purse. She glanced around, half expecting to see some steely-eyed glares of disapproval, and found herself disappointed that she didn't. She switched their table light back to its lower level and a minute later the waiter arrived with their dessert. "Our mudslide," he intoned as he sat the plate before Helen and Donnie. "It's a hard frozen center of vanilla ice cream surrounded by hot fudge cake with white chocolate icing and topped," he said as he practically drowned the dessert in a dark brown liquid, "with hot chocolate sauce." He place spoons on either side of the plate. "The idea is to eat it before the ice cream melts and the whole thing slides sideways. I hope you enjoy it," he finished with a smile. Helen said, "I'm sure we will." The waiter moved on as she took a spoonful of her second rich dessert of the night. "Mmmm...somehow sex and chocolate seem to go together."Donnie took a bite from the other side of the small mountain of chocolaty goodness. "I think you're right," he said with a grin. Helen savored another mouthful of dessert and then put down her spoon. "Eat up," she said, "you're going to need the calories before this night is over." *Missy's Journal, September 15:Wow, I haven't written anything in here since spring. That's not good for someone who thinks she might want to be a writer, but I've been kind of busy to say the least. I won't try to cover everything that's happened since my last entry because that would take, like wow, around twenty-five thousand words. I was highly pissed when Mom and Donnie told me about Dad. There they were, ganging up on me, telling me that my Daddy was sleeping around on Mom. I slammed doors and broke stuff for two weeks some of those ceramic cats were pretty ugly to begin with; I'm glad they're history the cats that is. But then Donnie talked me off the ledge. I've never been able to stay mad at him for long. Dad and I had this long-ass conversation. I was just as pissed at him, but he's been bending over backwards and jumping through hoops to please me. Ha! I guess that means he's been doing back flips through hoops. Anyway, the upshot is that we're spending more time together than ever. I got my learner's permit and we've driven all over town so that I can get in my practice. We've made so many stops for ice cream that I think I've gained a couple of pounds maybe it'll go to my boobs! Dad says that if I ace my driver's test he'll give me his Explorer to drive. I know. It's a tank, but he says that he'll do all the maintenance; all I have to do is put gas in it. So Dad's been sweet, but kind of clueless. He pretends that this Mia person is never in his apartment, but I can smell her scent when I'm there. And she leaves tampon covers in the bathroom trash for goodness sake! Donnie has gone back to military school. If he's good, doesn't get any demerits I think he calls it, then he'll get to come home for Thanksgiving, Christmas and spring break. I know he'll want to come home I mean because he and Jennifer are really into each other. She's talking LOVE and hints that I shouldn't be fooling around with my brother anymore. Well, that's easy since I've got Ned more about him later. Actually, Donnie and I stopped doing it. That's okay, but I swear it wasn't because he was being faithful to Jennifer. I think he picked up another girlfriend. He's started to leave for work early and come home late and I know that he wasn't using that time to see Jen. I couldn't drag any details out of him, but whoever (whomever?) he's been screwing was wearing him out. Between Jennifer and that new girl, I don't think he would have had any energy for me anyway. I can't remember Mom being any happier than she has been since the divorce. It kind of pisses me off. She walks around with this half smile all the time while she hums old rock songs. She gave me a long lecture about how I shouldn't play her and Dad against one another. But when Dad promised me a car, she decided that my allowance should go up to pay for the gas. And then Dad slipped me some money, saying that it didn't make any sense for me to drive around if I didn't have any spending money. So I just smile gratefully and keep my mouth shut. It's SWEET.Speaking of something sweet that's Ned. He can't do enough for me, especially in bed. He's a teen guy of course, i.e., a penis that happens to have a body attached to it. But he's been trainable. Once I take the edge off his considerable sexual appetite, he's quite happy to give me all the foreplay and oral that I want not to mention his very nice cock. I told Jennifer that he complains about being pussy whipped. Jennifer said, "Listen, you don't have him pussy whipped. You've got him bound and gagged and tied to a chair and beaten black and blue with a big ol' pussy bat." Maybe she's right, but come on; I keep his big balls drained. I don't think he's going anywhere. Another note about Mom: Rick Allison, Jen's father, took Mom out for lunch the other day. Wouldn't it be nice if they got together?So, Mr. Journal, that's where things stand. Until next time, Missy out. The 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 70 |
bestnight.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/bestnight.txt | This is the story of the best night of my life. My wife and I got married when we were 24 and we knew from the first week that we were meant to be together. My wife and I met at church, volunteering with the youth group. I had just started going to this church and she had just graduated college and moved home to start her career. The first time I saw her I was totally blown away: she's tall (about 5'8"), got shoulder-length brown hair, beautiful green eyes, slim (around 135) and has great tits and ass. She's really very beautiful... and my friends never let me forget it. After over a year of dating we got married and we're still very much in love. We're now both 26 and she's as hot to me as ever. This story is 100% percent true. Everything about it happened exactly as I am describing. One night we were in bed having great sex. You know the kind - the kind where you wake up in the middle of the night and are totally horny and you just start going at it. She was rolled over on her side like we're spooning and I was pounding her hard. I could feel how turned on she was. It was only the second or third time we had tried that position and we were both enjoying it immensely. In the throes of sexual bliss that's when it hit me: I had to tell her about my fantasy. It was more than a fantasy, really... more like a need. For months I had been fucking my wife while thinking about her being with another guy. It was totally weird for me. I have always been the jealous type. But with Beth - I've just always been overcome with the need to watch her with another guy. The problem with that has been that Beth is very conservative. Very conservative and very religious. I knew that there was no way that she would ever do it, but tonight I had to tell her. I had to get it off my chest and into the open. So as I was moving in and out, listening to her moan incomprehensibly, and feeling that she was very much out of control I leaned to her ear and said: "Beth, I have to tell you something. Can I tell you something?" She was breathing hard as she replied: "Anything baby." Making sure I covered all my bases I said to her: "I'm a little embarrassed about it, are you sure I can tell you?" She reached over, grabbed my hand and wrapped it around her body and placed it on her pussy and had me start rubbing. At first I was concerned that she wasn't paying attention. But then I started feeling her pussy and how good it felt to touch and I forgot all about it. I took my other hand from underneath her and pulled her closer to me with my arm and whispered in her ear: "Beth, I want you to fuck another man for me." I don't know how to describe this on paper and do it justice. But she immediately moaned as loud as I've ever heard her moan during sex calling out, "Oh my God, yes." The hand on her pussy was immediately soaked in her cum. She tensed up all over and forced me deep inside of her. Hearing, seeing, and feeling her reaction to my need made me as hard as a rock. As I kept pumping I asked her, "Will you do it baby? Will you do it for me?" She skipped a very slight beat and looked back at me. "Do you really want me to? Or are you just saying that?" I moved my hand up and grabbed her face, "I really want you to. I have to see it." Her eyes rolled back in momentary pleasure and she said she would. We continued on and she came again and then I finished. We fell asleep and the last thought I had was that I couldn't wait for tomorrow. The next morning came and we didn't really talk about it. It was a Saturday and we had breakfast and just hung out. Later on that evening we were watching a movie and there was a sex scene. I guess it has to do with us being so young but we still get the giggles when those scenes come up. She looked over at me and said, "Speaking of hot sex, what was up with last night?" I smiled a little embarrassed and said, "Yeah it was a pretty great wasn't it?" She laughed, "Yeah it was great, but that's not what I'm talking about. Do you remember what you said? About other guys? Did you really mean that? Or were you just horny-talking?" Uh-oh, I thought. Am I busted? "Well, I mean..." I guess I looked a lot like I was about to be in trouble because she immediately changed her expression to sympathetic and said, "It's ok if you meant it. I just want to know." Feeling a little better I told her I did mean it and asked if she meant that she would really do it. "Oh, um... well I don't know Mike. I mean - I thought we were just talking about our fantasies. I didn't think you really meant it. I'm not mad that you do, but I don't think I meant it." I should've seen that coming. I was pretty disappointed and I think my expression showed it. Beth moved over close to me and said: "Why do you want to do that? Don't you think there's something wrong with it? I mean - it's not very Christian." Not to be dissuaded I honestly replied that I didn't think there was much wrong with it. It's something I wanted and I couldn't help that. We talked for a little while about it and I asked her to just keep an open mind about it. She agreed and we didn't talk about it for a while. After a month or so it came up again and she seemed very reluctant. Beth had some serious moral hang-ups with the idea but she couldn't deny that she was really turned on by the idea. She even admitted to me that while she was in college she used to watch porn of two guys on one girl and get off to it. I knew it was in there... I just had to get it to come out. And then it hit me: if she wouldn't do it consciously, I could help her along behind the scenes. I know what you're thinking: it's not right to try to trick your wife into fulfilling your fantasy. I know. It was very selfish of me and dangerous. But I couldn't help myself. Anyone that has watched his wife or has the same desire knows exactly what I'm talking about. It's compulsive. So I went online when she sleeping or gone and went to online forums and personal ad sites (you know the ones). I posted an ad in a bunch of different places asking for someone to seduce my wife. I got hundreds of replies. Most of them weren't worth mentioning but I got one from a guy in the area named Rob. We emailed back and forth and I explained the situation to him. He was down with it and he looked exactly like the kind of guy Beth would find attractive. He was also really intelligent as I could tell from his emails. So we set it up. A week later Beth and I went to a local bar. On the weekends they have live local bands (really good ones, too) and it's really packed and really loud. All of the young urban professionals hang out at places like this to hook up or enjoy the music. I don't drink a lot so when Beth and I go out she usually gets drunk and I drive. We got a little table and she was drinking mixed vodka drinks and I was having beer. When her fourth drink was low I got up and told her I had to go to the bathroom. I walked away from the table to the bathroom which was on the opposite side of the large bar. What Beth didn't know is that Rob was at the bar and was going to make his move. I waited a couple of (very long) minutes and peeked around a corner to see Beth sitting at the table with a new drink in her hand and talking to some guy. It was Rob. Her back was turned to me but I could see by Rob's expression that he was doing well with her. I waited about ten more minutes and made my way back to the table. When I got there Rob was still at the table and Beth was done with the drink he brought her. I saw Beth take something in her hand and put it into her purse. While she was bent over Rob looked at me and winked. While Beth tried to compose herself I said, "Hey man, what's up?" Beth blushed a little and said, "Oh hey babe. This is my friend Rob. I used to go to school with him and he came over to say hi. Isn't that crazy? I haven't seen him in years." I was absolutely floored. My wife was absolutely lying to me! As strange as it may be, it was so awesome to see her do that. Trying not to be too taken off guard I shook Rob's hand and introduced myself. He said a polite good-bye and left the bar. Beth didn't say a word about it from there on. We went home after a little while and went to bed. We had sex and I was thinking every bit as much as ever about Rob fucking my wife. About two days later I got an email from Rob telling me what I anxiously wanted to hear. While I was gone he came over with a new drink. Beth was already pretty drunk and he told her that he'd noticed her for a while and saw that she was with someone, but wanted to bring her a drink and say he really thought she was attractive and put a business card on the table with his cell number written on the back. He told her that she should just take the card and throw it away later if she wasn't interested. That's the paper I saw her put in her purse. He said that she flirted with him all the way until I got back to the table. He also said he was surprised that she lied to me about them going to school together. We both had a good feeling she would call him. He said he would email me again if she did. It was about ten or eleven days later when I got another email from Rob. Beth had called him. He said that she called him to tell him thanks but no thanks. She had thought about it but wasn't going to take him up on the offer of getting together. He called her bluff and told her that if she really didn't want to get together she wouldn't have called at all. He convinced her to go out and have a couple of drinks with him at a little, out-of-the-way bar and just hang out. She agreed and it was set for the next Sunday night. I would be going to my buddy's house to meet up with my friends to watch football and she usually stayed home and had "me" time. When Sunday rolled around I told her I was going to Dave's for the game and she said she would go to Starbuck's and read. Another exhilarating lie! I was so excited I couldn't stand it. Rob had given me directions to his apartment in Uptown and said he would text me if they were going there. I left and waited for my wife to leave and went back to the house staring at my phone for almost an hour and a half. And then it happened! My phone buzzed with a text from Rob saying "Cum on ovr." I nearly burst out of my skin. My wife had agreed to cheat on me with another man and I was on my way to his apartment to watch! I drove to his place quickly and texted him back when I got there. As according to plan he left a key under his mat for me to let myself in. I put my ear up to the door and didn't hear any voices so I went in and snuck quietly to the back of the apartment where the only light was on. The door was open but the layout of the bedroom allowed me to look in without being noticed. I saw Rob laying on the bed next to Beth. Both of them still had their clothes on except for shoes. Rob told her that he was glad she came tonight. "Me too," she replied. "Look, I know it's none of my business, but what about your husband?" Her nervous response almost made me feel like she wasn't going to go through with it. "Uh, yeah. I know. You probably think I'm a bad wife because of this." He assured her that he didn't. "Mike actually said he wanted me to be with someone else but I don't think he meant it. And I don't think he'd be very happy with me if he knew I was here tonight." Oh how wrong she was! Not only was I happy, I was hard as a rock. "I've never done this before and I'm feeling a little nervous and shaky." Rob put his hand on her arm and said, "Don't worry. We'll go slow. I promise it will be everything you want it to be." He moved in and kissed her. I nearly came in my pants right there. They started to kiss and he put his hands on her, caressing her all over her back and arms and legs. Then he went in and touched her ass. She was wearing a forest green knee-length skirt and a short-sleeve top. He started to rub her ass slowly as they kissed and he then moved his hands underneath the skirt pulling it up so he could grab her bare ass. As the skirt came up I noticed that she was wearing the exact same panties as the night we got married! They had a matching white bra that I knew she had to be wearing. Thinking about her wedding night undies made me look at her hand for her ring. She wasn't wearing it. It was on the nightstand next to her. Wow... I couldn't believe this was happening! I still can't believe it happened. I was so excited and turned on. Then Beth started to take Rob's shirt off, exposing his very chiseled abs and chest. She started to kiss his chest and Rob got on his knees on the bed to give her room to take his pants off. As he got up he spotted me in the corner. He looked a little surprised at first but then smiled and winked. He started running his fingers through Beth's hair as she undid his belt and pulled his pants down. He didn't wear any underwear that night and his hard dick came flopping out. I heard Beth moan nervously, but she got over it quickly as she started kissing the head of his cock and then licking it and eventually put it in her mouth and began to suck it hard. Rob groaned and moved her head back and forth holding her hair in a pony-tail. "Oh yeah baby. Suck it. That feels so good. Do you like it?" He asked as she was jacking him off while sucking his head. "Oh my God, yes. I love your dick. I really love your dick." She said as she put it back in her mouth. Rob put her hair down and started grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. I knew it! It was her wedding night bra. Her tits looked amazing in that bra. Rob looked down and started to undo it but he had some trouble so Beth reached back and unsnapped it. She let it fall to the bed and he brushed it to the floor. He picked her up and "threw" her gently onto her back and laid on top of her. He started sucking her nipples and licking all over her lovely 32C breasts. She started to moan louder and she put her fingers through his hair grabbing the back of his head. He then climbed up her body and started kissing her again. I could see him dry-humping her pussy while they kissed and she was breathing loudly with every thrust. He then pushed her skirt above her waist and pulled her panties down and threw them off the bed toward me. I wanted so badly to go and grab them but I stayed put to not be seen. He kissed her body slowly moving downward as with each kiss. Her skirt was still above her waist and he moved his face between her legs. I couldn't stand it! I quietly unzipped my pants and stuck my hand down and started rubbing myself. I was so hard it hurt. I can still remember how bad it hurt but in the best way possible. This man - this essential stranger - was going down on my wife and licking her pussy! She started moaning faster as he put two fingers in and started to finger-fuck her. "Yeah. Oh God, yeah. Don't stop. Make me cum, Rob." Hearing her say his name like that - it was so hot. So incredibly hot. He fingered her hard and fast while licking and sucking her clit. She was cumming. I knew it. I could tell that sound anywhere. I saw her start to tense up and then it happened. She yelled out, "Oh yes! Fuck me baby. FUCK ME!" She had an intense orgasm. One that rivaled the night I told her I wanted her to fuck other men. Rob reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. "I'm coming Beth. I'm going to fuck you better than you've ever been fucked before." She grabbed the condom and threw it away. "You're already the best lover I've ever had, and I've only been with Mike. I want to feel your dick inside me and I want to feel you cum inside me." My wife was a complete slut for Rob. I'd never seen anything hotter than that in my life and nothing since. And it only got better from there. He grabbed his hard dick and guided it to her pussy. He slowly moved it in as they both moaned. "Oh yes. That's it. That's what I wanted. You feel amazing." She said to him in ecstasy. "I knew I wanted to be in your bed like this from the moment you walked over in the bar." He then began to start fucking her, slowly at first while kissing her and massaging her breasts. I could see their bodies move in rhythm with each other with each thrust. She looked so sexy. They looked great together. She looked up at him and broke off their kiss and said, "Rob, I want you to do something for me." "Whatever you want", he replied. "I want you to fuck me like a slut. Just like my husband wants me to be. Make me a slut for him." That was too much to handle and I came a little bit in my hand. I could feel the hot sticky cum on my briefs as I listened to my wife. He smiled and pulled out. He flipped her over on all fours and moved up behind her sticking his dick back in. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back hard. I could see her back arch downward as he thrust himself deep inside of her. Beth moaned violently as she growled out "Oh, yeah." Rob spent the next fifteen minutes fucking Beth from behind and pulling her to the edge of the bed and bending her over from behind. And then he picked her up and walked her to the wall on the opposite side of the room. He put her hands up against the wall and fucked her from behind standing up until he came inside of her. Listening to the two of them cum almost together I let loose and came in my own pants. It was absolutely perfect. He turned her around and kissed her again. They laid down on the bed and rested for a minute. He asked if she was thirsty and she said yes. He got up and walked toward me by the door. I moved back into the kitchen area and he came out closing the door behind him. He saw me and smiled. "Well?" I'm sure I was beaming and beet red but I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you dude. That was more than anything I've ever dreamed of."I guess it was kind of awkward standing in the kitchen with him butt naked and my pants unzipped. But considering the context it was pretty normal. "What did you think?" I asked him.He chuckled a little bit and said, "I'd like to make this a normal thing if you don't mind. She's amazing." I told him I didn't have any objection to it and made my way to leave. He told me he'd send her home in a little while and email me later. When Beth got home later that night, her hair was wet and she smelled fresh. If I hadn't known where she'd been, I probably would've suspected that she wasn't at Starbucks. But I didn't ask and she said her reading went well. We went to bed that night and I didn't mention anything about it until I got another email from Rob two weeks later. My wife said she was going to go window shopping at the mall. She got all the way to the door when she said, "I'll be back in a couple of hours." I smiled and called back, "No problem baby. Have fun with Rob." Of course it threw her off and she freaked out. We talked it out for hours that night and I told her everything. At first she was embarrassed and mad, but then she calmed down and we worked it out. She's still seeing Rob every couple of weeks or so. He usually comes over to our place so I can watch more comfortably in our own room. But I'll never forget that night. It was the best night of my life... and still is. ENDI'd be interested in hearing some of your real-life first time stories so feel free to email me. |
beths.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/beths.txt | When I began to date Beth during our first semester at college, we were both virgins and she made it clear she planned to remain one. She is a pretty brunette with eyes of an unusual light brown hue, and she has a captivating smile. Her body is equally magnificent -- her legs are long and perfectly shaped, her tits firm, her skin wonderfully soft and smooth. I fell deeply in love with her and hoped she would relent and decide to sleep with me. But although we went out for over a year, she was never willing to do any more than give me a hand job or let me cum in the smooth crevice between her delicious boobs.Rather suddenly some months ago, during our sophomore year, she started to give me the cold shoulder. Id ask her to go out on Saturday night and shed say she had other plans or had to study. Soon she stopped returning my phone calls. I was heartbroken.One evening as I was sitting by myself in the main campus dining hall, moping about Beth, I was approached by an incredibly beautiful woman. Angie was one of the real foxes on campus, with her flowing reddish-brown hair and her models physique, and all the guys had the hots for her. She was wearing a tight tank top that highlighted her large breasts and even tighter jeans that hugged every curve.I had never spoken with her, so you can imagine my shock when she sat down next to me and introduced herself. "You seem very unhappy," she said quietly. "Girl trouble?""Yes," I answered, a bit surprised at the question. "How did you know?""Oh, youd be surprised at how much gets around among the girls on campus." She looked me straight in the eyes and rested her hand on mine. "I think I can make you feel much better, if youll come with me." Her hand slid down beneath the table to rest upon my thigh and her green eyes beckoned with an invitation I could not resist.Puzzled, lonely, and already sexually aroused, I left with her. She held my hand so it looked like we were a couple, and I noticed the envious stares of a few of my friends. We walked together across the darkening campus to the old science lab building. There she led me to the second floor, where she produced a key and opened an office door."Dont turn on the light," Angie whispered. At that point, my stiff cock pressing against my jeans, Id have done anything she said.She led me to the window. It looked out upon one of the popular jock fraternity houses. Across from us, not more than twenty feet away, was an open window and a dim bedroom. No one was inside."Let me tell you a story. Do you know who Phil L---- is?" I nodded. He was captain of the swim team, widely regarded as the best-looking guy on campus, blue-eyed with wavy blond hair, and reputed to be a real stud with the ladies.Angie continued, "Everything youve heard is true. He is the most incredible lover Ive ever had. Every woman hes fucked says the same thing. I would do absolutely anything to please him. But he always makes it clear to a new woman that he only keeps her for a few weeks. Afterwards, he may bed her occasionally. Let me tell you, once a month, once a year, hes worth it."I was mystified. "What does any of this have to do with me?"Angie smiled sweetly, pulled me close, and kissed me softly on the lips. Her tongue played briefly with mine as I wrapped my arms around her slender waist."Im getting to you. When Phil fixes on a chick, he doesnt care if shes single or attached. But when there is a guy in the picture, he doesnt like scenes or conflicts with her boyfriend. So he makes a peace offering. Im his offering to you."Slowly the impact of her words sunk in. "You mean Phil and Beth..." My voice trailed off. She nodded. I was suddenly torn by anger, jealously, and denial. Sensing my pain, Angie held me close and placed her hand on my crotch, rubbing my erection thru my pants."But Beths a virgin," I protested weakly."Hardly, darling," she breathed in my ear. "She gave herself to him the first night. I know he was very gentle with her."I felt my world crumble. "But like I said, Phil wants you to be happy, too. Thats why were here. Lets look out the window together. Look across at the frat house."For a while we saw nothing. Angie held me close, still rubbing my crotch and licking my ear to keep me hard, as we stood in the dark. Then she said, "There!" and pointed to the open bedroom window opposite us.Through it I saw light as the bedroom door opened and a man and a woman entered. He closed the door behind them, then led her toward the window. Enough light came from the street so we could see them necking passionately.Suddenly, I saw a sparkle of light reflect from the womans watch as her hands teased his hair, and I realized it was Beth, wearing a silver watch I had given her just weeks before to celebrate the first year of our relationship. The man turned on the light in the room and I recognized Phil, too.Everything Angie said had been true. Phils hands roamed all over Beths body; he soon peeled off her yellow tank top and her bra and began to suck on her firm tits. The distance between windows was short enough for me to see that her nipples were taut. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted."God, shes lucky." Angies eyes were misty now and she gently massaged her own huge boobs. Then she turned to me. "You should share the pleasure of their moment."In a flash she had thrown off her own tank top to reveal her full breasts, their nipples much larger than Beths. "Please taste me now."My passion overcame my anger I was learning that jealousy is a strong aphrodisiac. I flicked my tongue across Angies nipples and they hardened. I bit them gently, making her moan.For a few minutes I forgot the two lovers in the window. When we looked again, Phil and Beth were naked on the bed. She had her head in his crotch and, though I couldnt see clearly, her bobbing motion showed she was sucking eagerly on his cock."She never did that to me," I remarked absently.Angie laughed. "His dick is as magnificent as the rest of him," she recalled with a sigh. "It feels so wonderful in your mouth. You should share this, too."With that, she unzipped my pants and tugged them down to my knees. My six inches sprang out. Angie knelt before me."This is what hes feeling," she murmured, then she began to lick my shaft. Her lips opened and she swallowed me deeply. Wow! My first blow-job, from a gorgeous woman Id just met an hour before. My knees felt like jelly, and I closed my eyes to drink in the new sensations. She paused for a moment to ask me to describe what Phil and Beth were doing, then began to suck me again.I hadnt been paying much attention to them, of course. When I looked over I saw that he was straddling my ex-girlfriends chest and had his cock in her pretty mouth. I began to narrate the scene for Angie."Hes on top of her boobs, and fucking her mouth. She cant get enough of him she just grabbed his ass cheeks to pull more of him in....Shes still wearing the watch I gave her for the anniversary of our first date. Funny, I always imagined her rubbing it along my back when I finally slept with her....Boy, Phils cock is thick and long. She can barely get her hand around it. Must be a good nine inches.""More than ten, actually," Angie gasped between sucks."OK, ten then. Hes bucking pretty good now. He must be close. There hes cumming. His jism is shooting all over her face. Now shes got his dick back in her mouth. Shes sucking him clean like she cant get enough of the aste. I cant believe thats the same Beth I knew." I was really close, too, and when Angie stuck her finger into my butthole I erupted in a flood of cum, which streamed down her chin.Angie stood beside me again and we looked across at the other room. Phil had spread Beths legs and buried his head in her cunt, lapping eagerly. Angie trembled next to me, and I noticed she had slid her hand into her pants and was rubbing herself."You cant imagine what his tongue does to a woman," she sighed. She pulled off her boots and tugged her pants off. "I need you to go down on me now," she commanded me.I eagerly complied by kneeling before her as she braced herself against the window sill, her back to the window. For the first time I tasted the pungent sweetness of a woman in heat.Twisting her head to look behind her, she took over the task of describing what the lovers were doing through the other window. "Phils focusing in on her clit now. His tongue must be darting back and forth. I bet her clit is stiff. Oh, Beth, you lucky thing. Hes so good. Shes writhing around on the bed, grabbing his hair. I think she just came; her body is relaxing now."Angie moaned. "Youre very good. Are you sure you havent done this before?" I shook my head. She sighed, "Youre just a natural.""What do you see in Phils room?"Angie turned to look. "Hes spread her legs wide. Looks like the missionary position. Now hes pressing his dick against her pussy lips. I hope shes wet. Oh, and hes not using a rubber. Good, shell feel it more this way."I lapped faster at Angies stiff clit. She was finding it harder to narrate. "There, he just slid into her, nice and slow. Now out... in... out... in... Uh, yes, youre doing that so nicely. She just pulled her knees up toward her chest. Wow, look at how fast that big cock pummels her cunt. I see her arms gripping his shes holding on for dear life now. Uh! Ohhh! More, just like that, baby. Wait a minute. Shes going to cum again. Definitely! Her back is arching. There, yes, yes, she just came, her whole body is trembling. Hes holding her. Oh, theyre kissing its so beautiful to see them together."And then Angies body stiffened and she gasped at her own orgasm. She pressed my head hard against her, my tongue firmly upon clit, as her body bucked furiously."Thank you," she murmured. "That was delicious." I smiled up at her, thrilled to have given a woman an orgasm. Angie gently pushed me aside and sat next to me. "Now I want to tell you why Phil and I picked tonight to bring you here," she said as she held my hand. "Tonight Beth will give him a part of her she has never shared." My eyes widened in surprise as she guessed my thought. "Yes, her ass. Hes going to take her anal virginity tonight."I asked how she could be so sure, convinced my straight-laced former girlfriend would never do such a thing, despite what Id already seen. Angie laughed again at my naivete. "You still dont understand. I told you women will do anything to please him. Lets look."We peered through the window. Sure enough, Beth was on her knees, Phil behind her, licking her round behind. He placed his nose in her crack. From the up-and-down motion of his head, I could tell he was rimming her butt-hole.My throat was dry, but I managed to choke out a few words. "She seems to like that." Angie moaned, remembering when she was in Beths place. Then Phil placed some gel on his fingers and started to lubricate Beths little brown hole, first with one large finger, then two. After a few minutes, he prepared to mount her as she waited on all fours, tension and desire evident in her expression.I saw him hold his enormous dick and press it against her rear. She flinched and shook her head rapidly from side-to-side, her soft brown hair tossing across her back. No, it was too big, she must be saying, please take it out. Phil, though, didnt back off. "Hes hurting her," I complained."Be patient," Angie said into my ear. "Its always like this at first. Hes very big. But he wont stop. He never stops, no matter how much they protest at first. Shell get used to it."Phil leaned forward and kissed and licked Beths ear. When she turned to look at him over her shoulder, I could see the tears on her cheek. But as he plunged his tongue into her mouth and then bit the back of her neck, I saw a little more of his mammoth tool slide into her back passage.She shuddered and I guessed his cockhead had just slipped past her sphincter. He pressed his forefinger to her lips and she sucked hard on it like it was another cock.Slowly, slowly, he penetrated her, to the very core of her being. Phil began to move in and out, first just a bit, soon building to long, slow strokes. Angie spoke first, "I told you, didnt I? She took all of him. She is feeling a fullness and a sexual pleasure she never dreamed of. Just look at her face."Angie was right: Beths arms had collapsed and her face was turned toward us, eyes closed. With each of Phils thrusts, her mouth formed a little "O" shape. I could imagine her high-pitched moans in symphony with his rutting low grunts.Beth opened her eyes and seemed to be studying her watch. Angie noticed and added, "Her watch is very pretty. Did you give that to her?" I nodded."You have good taste." Angie laughed softly. "You boys like to give us little trinkets, dont you? Makes you feel as though you possess us. Do you think, while Phil fucks her ass and she experiences the greatest ecstasy shes ever known, she remembers it was a present from you? That she was your woman?"She saw the hurt look in my eyes. "Dont worry, baby, I have one more gift for you." With that, she moved in front of me and presented me with a view of her exquisite rear and glistening pussy. She rested her arms on the window sill and stood with her legs apart, an obvious invitation.I placed my cock against her butt. "Sorry, honey, but thats reserved for Phil." Instead she guided me into her waiting, warm, and very wet pussy.A virgin no more, I slid into Angie to the hilt. She was moist and tight, her love muscles gripping me. I plunged in and out, fucking her fiercely as we both watched the lovers across the way in the midst of their anal tryst. Phil began to thrust rapidly and his face contorted with his approaching climax. Angie reached down to her clit and began to rub herself rapidly. As we watched Phils final orgasmic lurch into Beths willing ass, Angie gasped out her own trip into the sexual abyss, and moments later I shot my hot load into her wetness.After we regained our wits, Angie and I returned to my dorm room, where she slept cuddled by my side. I asked her if shed see me again, but she gently told me I was Phils gift for just one night.A few weeks later Beth called me. It was awkward at first. She told me she had met someone and was no longer a virgin, but she wanted to get back together. I agreed. She never mentioned Phil and, of course, I never breathed a word about Angie and what happened that night. Beth and I have great sex now, so I have no cause for complaint, except every now and then she disappears without explanation for a night or a weekend. I guess, like Angie, shell still do anything for Phil.END |
beachexploration.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/beachexploration.txt | Clutching her unfastened bikini top, Missy flipped over to her stomach, feeling the sun's warmth seep into her body. She inhaled, filling her lungs with air before slowly exhaling. The tensions, problems flow away and she could feel her body relax for the first time in ages. This day off was a good idea... a very good idea. "Need some suntan oil on your back?"Startled, Missy lifted her head and fluttered open her eyes. A tall, masculine figure loomed over her. He smiled, his hands rubbing together, glistening with oil."Ummm..." She cleared her throat to refuse, but before she could anything more, he knelt and she feel strong hands on her back. Her last vestige of resistance melted away as his hands moved up to her neck, kneading, pushing her head back to the towel.The hands continue to massage her neck and shoulders. It felt so good and she allowed herself to fall into those strong hands."What's your name?""Missy.""Missy..." His deep voice coddled her name. "Unique. It fits the woman." His hands delved down the spine, his fingers pressing into her muscles so deep it bordered on pain. But somehow, it caused her to relax instead of tensing up. As he got to the base of her back, she was surprised at the disappointment growing within her. Disappointed that this stranger would soon be done touching she. Disappointed that this encounter would soon be over. His hands move back and forth along the bottom of her back and then just a bit further down. They danced just below the top of her bathing suit. She bit her bottom lip and said nothing. The hands stopped, but stayed touching her. She felt just how far his fingers were under her suit and she began to blush.The fingers withdrew, slowly and sensually, and then his touch was gone. She began to lift her head to thank him when electric pleasure shot through her body. He had put his hand on her pussy in the middle of this public beach!She knew she should tell him to stop. His fingers move up and down against her lips before stopping at her clit. He pressed hard, almost roughly, and she felt herself get wet in response."Missy, I think you need more than suntan lotion. Am I right?"She froze, unsure. Two fingers embrace her clit and he began to squeeze. Hot pleasure radiated within her body."Missy, I am not going to ask again."With closed eyes, she nodded her head and whispered, "Yes.""What?" His voice cracked like a whip.She spoke louder, "Yes, I do."He chuckled and his fingers continued their massage, building her pleasure. Suddenly he stopped and stood up. "Follow me." She instinctively reached back to refasten her top."No. Don't."Her hands froze at his command, and she looked up at him questioningly, but saw that he was already striding away. She scrambled up, clutching her top. She looked around to see if anyone noticed the erotic encounter. Thankfully, it appeared to have gone without notice. People played in the water, lay on the beach, farther down a beach volleyball game was in full swing. She saw a couple of teen age boys leer at she, but then teen age boys were always leering.The stranger was still walking away and she had to run to catch up. As she got even with him, he put a strong arm across her shoulder and pulled her in close. She wanted to ask where he was taking her, but nerves fluttered in her stomach. Excitement thrilled through her at her surprising submission.She climbed a gentle rise that dipped into a hollow. A backpack leaned askew and a purple towel was spread out. With his arm still encircling her, he confidently led her down into the hollow. He spun her towards him and kissed her deeply, passionately. She put her arms around him, forgetting about her top. She felt it drop, but left it, caught up in the moment.His strong fingers twined through her hair. With a swift motion, he pulled her head back. She gasped in surprise and passion before realizing that his gaze had travelled down staring at her heaving breasts. They had filled out at an early age and since then she had had a love/hate relationship with them ever since. She started to cover herself."No."His command instantly stopped her and she stare at the ground, trying to fight the embarrassment. At 42, she knew they drooped more than she liked and while she worked out, her body just wasn't as tight as it had once been."You are beautiful." Missy blushed in pleasure. "Now, let's see if I was right about you."She was puzzling that out when she felt him grip her hair harder, pushing her down. She could only drop to her knees and she became aware she was level with his crotch, the swimsuit not doing much to hide his erection."You know what to do."Unable to meet his gaze, her fingers reached up and untied his swim suit. After she tugged it down, his thick cock popped out. She barely had time to register this, before he pulled towards him, plunging his cock deep into her mouth. Her mouth was filled with hot meat and to the point of gagging. She clutched his waist as he roughly pulled her back and forth, almost fucking her mouth. "Good girl... what a hot mouth you have."Missy felt warm pleasure growing in her groin once again and she realized that she was being turned on by this.She looked up and see him staring down at her with lust filled eyes. He then looked around him and smiled. She felt another thrill as she realized he could see the beach while he stood. She hoped she was low enough to be blocked by the dune but didn't dare ask. Then, he pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop."Lick my balls."Eagerly, her tongue curled around his sack. She felt his testicle slide beneath the warm skin and she suck it into her mouth. His hand tightened in pleasure and she heard his breath hiss. The need she felt to please him was strong and confusing. She had never felt such a strong desire to submit... to serve before. She moved on to the other ball, sucking it in and feel his cock heavy and hot on her forehead. She left the ball and nuzzled his sack, inhaling his scent deeply."Stop."Missy didn't even need the tug on her hair as her body moved back at his command. What was happening?He laid down on the towel and held his cock in the air."Get on."She moved over and straddled him. Eagerly, she moved the crotch of her suit to the side and line up her pussy over the head of the cock. She felt the head hot against the lips of her pussy and shivered in pleasure. Slowly she felt the tip enter she. She are wet, but it still was a mix of pain/pleasure as she let her weight push her down his cock."So tight," he hissed.She bit her lip from crying out. It has been so long since she felt a cock inside. Finally, she slid down to the base. She felt his hands move across her breasts, filling his hands as she let her body get used to the size of his cock."Fuck me," he commanded.Her thighs convulsed, and she began moving up and down on his penis. Each time she plunged down her clit feels a tiny explosions of pleasure. With great she need she fucked harder. With each stroke, she ground herself against him. She fucked harder, pushing herself against him, pushing herself closer to heaven."Yeah, I knew you were hot for it!"Missy could hear the sounds of the beach. Close by, people were playing volleyball, kids were playing in the water, friends shouted to each other. It made what they were doing all the more exciting. She moved up and down faster and faster. Her hands move to his shoulder, pushing her clit tighter against him. His hands kneaded her breasts almost using them to pull her onto his cock. With each thrust, the heat within built. So close...He twisted her nipples so hard she gasp. And the floodgates opened as she climaxed. "Yes!"And she felt his cock convulse and warm spurts within her. Each one sending waves of pleasure through her body.Exhausted, Missy collapsed upon him, trying to hold onto the feeling of pleasure. His hands ran through her hair, gently stroking her. She felt her breath slow and his cock shrink and fall out of her. She rolled off of him, but he held her tight."You still need to clean me off."She looked up at him in surprise. He looked at her and then looked at his cock, sticky with both of their juices. She'd never even considered doing that before."Get to it. Now!"Her mind roiled with confusion as her body, almost of its own volition, slid down. A breath of hesitation and then she took him into her mouth. Without prodding, she moved to his balls, licking them clean before moving back up to his shaft."I knew she'd make a great slut with a little nudge."She concentrated on cleaning him, unsure of what she was feeling. It began to grow again in her mouth."I can't wait until we see what your limits are. Next time will be even better."Next time? Nervous excitement fluttered in her stomach as she wondered if she would take this new path in her life.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 68 |
limousine.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/limousine.txt | I am in love with my wife Sally. I am also in lust with her. She is the only woman who truly turns me on and I have no interest in other women. But, for some reason I cannot figure out, I get even more turned on when other men are attracted to Sally. When I fantasize I don't fantasize about myself with other women, I fantasize about Sally with other men. After I first shared this fantasy with Sally I learned that she was interested in fucking other men as well. It was just a matter of time before we made our fantasies a reality. Since our first threesome with another man three years ago, Sally has fucked at least 35 men. She loves being the center of attention and she likes to take on lots of cocks, so many of her encounters with other men have been gang bangs. We are always searching out new adventures for Sally, new ways for her to experience strangers' cocks. Sally's latest escapade took place on the streets of Houston.Our vacation in Houston this past spring was fairly typical until the last night. On that last night we decided to end the vacation with a bang (quite literally). I booked a limousine for five hours with a plan to go bar-hopping. I specifically asked for a driver who could use discretion. That evening Sally dressed for action. She pulled on a black velvet mid-thigh dress with a low scooped neckline that revealed her cleavage all the way to just above her navel. Her large 38C breasts still look as good as a 20 year old's, even though she is in her late 40s. They are just a part of an overall voluptuousness that, combined with her flirtatiousness and sensual attitude, do not fail to attract men of all ages. Sally curled the ends of her short blonde hair so it formed a helmet framing her face. Her sparkling blue eyes (offset with dark eyeshadow), a pair of dangling earrings, and dark red lipstick gave her the look of a woman who knows what she wants and fully intends to get it. Sally pulled on some thigh-high stockings and some high heels. Then she bent over, gradually sliding her dress up to her waist. I could see that she wore no underwear and that her pussy was already glistening in anticipation of the night.The limo arrived at the lobby of our hotel at 9:00 pm and we got in. Since it was a Saturday night, we knew the bars would be hopping. I asked the limo driver to take us to the kind of night spots where people in their 30s and 40s hung out. The first place was a dance club. It was still early so there were not a lot of people in the club just yet and a few couples were on the dance floor. After I paid the cover charge I directed Sally to the bar and headed to the men's restroom. When I returned, I sat at the end of the bar and watched her do her magic. Since it was early, she was the only single woman in place. There were several single men, she must have danced with all of them. One in particular, a gentleman who looked to be around 40, kept returning to ask her for more dances. I could tell from her body language and the way she laughed that she was encouraging him. Soon they were kissing and grinding their bodies against each other on the dance floor. Just seeing that made me hard. Knowing what was going to happen next, I returned to the limousine. I knocked on the door and asked the driver if I could sit up front. When he asked why, I told him that my wife had just picked someone up in the bar and asked him to turn on the intercom so we could hear. After a few minutes of waiting, we heard my wife's voice and a man's voice. They opened the door of the limo and got in. They talked for a while, with long moments of silence while they kissed. Then I heard my wife say, "I'll bet you'd like to fuck me." There was a moment of silence then I heard the sound of a zipper. Shortly after that there was a wet slapping sound and my wife moaned. At this point I couldn't just listen to the intercom. I asked the limo driver to open the privacy window to the back just a crack. I looked through the crack and saw my wife on her hands and knees on the floor of the limo. Her black dress was pushed up around her waist and her legs were spread. The stranger was between her legs, his trousers around his ankles. His bare ass moved back and forth as he plunged his cock into my wife's pussy. They were facing the back of the limo so I asked the limo driver to open the window a little more. I could see him watching the action through his rear view window. "Fuck me, I'm your slut," my wife moaned. The stranger continued to piston his cock into her. With each deep penetration my wife's body shook. My wife turned back to look at the stranger and saw that I was watching through the window. "I want your cum, cum inside me!" my wife said, as much for my benefit as for his. He grabbed her by the hips and his pumping sped up. It was clear he was close to cumming. Finally his body shook and he gave a final hard thrust. He kept his cock deep in my wife as he shot his seed into her body."Thank you," said my wife, as she turned around and kissed him. He kissed back and then thanked her too. Then he silently pulled up his trousers and left the limo. I asked the driver to close the window and joined her in the passenger area. "Let's go to the next bar," Sally said, "I am ready to take on some more guys." I knew the intercom was still on so I told the driver to take us to another place. "Now that I know what you are doing," he replied, "I have a place in mind."We drove for a while, which gave Sally a chance to straighten up. The stranger's cum had started to slide out of her pussy and down the inside of her thighs so she wiped it up with a tissue. The next stop was a tavern rather than a dance club. "This is one of our more popular 'meat markets,'" said the limo driver said through the intercom, "I come here occasionally. Usually there are at least five men for every woman."As Sally and I walked into the tavern, I could see what he meant. There were a lot of guys there. Following procedure, Sally went directly to the bar while I hung around elsewhere for a moment. She sat down and ordered a drink. I went to the opposite end of the bar, ordered my drink and watched. It didn't take long before Sally was laughing and flirting with two men who had walked up to order their drinks. They looked to be in their late 30s. There wasn't room at the bar for all three of them so they invited her to join them at their table. Sally sat in a chair between the two of them. There was a large mirror behind the bar so I found I could watch the action without being obvious.Sally acted her usual witty and charming self, laughing at their jokes and smiling invitingly. It was clear that each of the men was not sure just which of them she was coming on to. But as she leaned up against one and then the other, they began to realize she was flirting with and interested in both of them. From my vantage point at the bar I could see that each man was rather furtively scooting his chair closer to Sally's until all three of them were quite close. One of the guys must have told a joke, because Sally laughed and leaned over to him. As she gave him a little kiss on the check, her hand ran up the inside of his thigh. Both he and his friend looked a little surprised at her boldness. Just as his friend must have been thinking of a way to exit, Sally turned to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear. I could see her hand sliding up his thigh as well. Then she excused herself and went to the restroom. During her absence, the two guys were clearly talking about some very important, and very exciting subject. As Sally walked back from the restroom, she came right past my place at the bar. "I think it's set up.""Really, what did you say to the one guy?" I asked. "I told him that I was really attracted to both him and his friend and that, if they were interested, I would like to fuck them both." Sally gave me a smile and walked back to the table. By now both men had seen her talking to me at the bar. The three of them engaged in a brief conversation and then Sally beckoned me over to the table. "Matt and Mark, I'd like you to meet my husband Stan. As I just told you, he is not my pimp and you don't have to pay me anything. I just enjoy fucking and Stan enjoys watching." Apparently they had thought, given her clothing and forwardness, that she was a prostitute."Sally may look and act like a whore, but she isn't going to cost you anything tonight," I said.We left the tavern with Matt and Mark and got into the limousine. I opened the intercom to the driver and told him to just spend time driving around until I told him to go back to the tavern. I left the intercom on so he could listen to the action.Once in the limo, Sally wasted little time on small talk. She had sat between the two men and promptly started kissing each of them while rubbing their crotches. Soon Mark had pulled her top open and was sucking on her breasts. Matt had taken off his pants and was kneeling on the seat next to Sally while she sucked on his cock. "Fuck me, fuck me now," Sally said to Matt. She turned around and got on her hands and knees in front of the seat. She spread her thighs and Matt got between her legs. In a slow motion he gently pushed his seven inch cock into my wife's pussy. She was already so wet and ready that it took no effort at all. Matt grabbed her by the waist and began to plunge his cock in and out of her. Meanwhile, Mark had dropped his pants and scooted over on the seat so his cock was near Sally's face. She opened her mouth and he shoved his hard dick between her teeth. As it entered I could see her tongue swirling around on its head. By this time I was fairly close to the action and watching every move. My cock was hard but I was waiting until later. I wanted to watch as my slut wife serviced the two strangers."What are you?" I asked Sally. "Tell these two men what you are.""I'm a slut," Sally said as Mark's cock withdrew from her mouth. "I'm a whore and a slut." "What do you want?" I then asked."I want cum. I want Mark and Matt to cum inside me."That was too much for Matt. He began to pump Sally even harder and looked over at me."I'm coming inside your slut wife," he panted. Then his body shuddered and he moaned.Sally moaned too, pulling her mouth away from Mark's cock, "I can feel your hot cum inside of me. Oh Matt. Your cock is so hard and it's pumping your sperm into my body."Hearing this was too much for Mark. He had been pumping on his cock while Sally talked and suddenly cum shot from his cock onto Sally's face. "Drink it slut," he said, shoving his cock back between her lips. I could see Sally trying to swallow as Mark's semen pumped into her mouth. Behind my slut wife, Matt jerked as he poured his sperm into her pussy. Finally they were both finished. As the two men pulled on their pants I asked the limousine driver to return to the tavern. As we drove back to the tavern, both Matt and Mark asked if Sally would like to get together with them again in the future. She declined, since she only fucks strangers on the first "date" and I am the only man she fucks regularly. After we dropped Matt and Mark at the tavern, I asked the limo driver to take us back to our hotel. On the way, Sally suggested that since he had been so helpful all evening he should get a really good tip. As we pulled into the hotel parking lot, I asked the driver to take us over to one end of the lot and join us in the back. When he got in, Sally was waiting for him. She pushed him back onto the seat and gave him a long and lingering blowjob. By now, I was ready to fuck her as well so I entered her from behind. Her pussy was still full of the two loads of cum which had been shot in her earlier so I slid in without any effort. Soon the limo driver shot a load all over my wife's face and I followed it with the third and final creaming of my wife's pussy for the night. END |
anitasfirsttime.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/anitasfirsttime.txt | I looked at Dave my husband and he just grinned at me and gave me a little shove.I looked at Ron and he smiled offering me his hand.I could feel myself colouring up as I grinned and took the offered hand. It was a large hand, I could feel the rough calloused skin as he pulled me over.You know I did not realise how big Ron was, I mean, yea, I know he is a big guy; but when he pulled me in, and I felt those strong thick arms of his wrap around me and pull tight to his chest; it was then that I realised just how big and strong he was.When he pulled me in for that first kiss, I kinda felt girlish even, like I was a teen girl fumbling around again with that strange excitement and fear washing over me. Still I turned my head and we kissed. His rough wiry beard prickled and scratched at my face, but his lips were thick, soft and hot. He pulled me in a little tighter, his hot tongue probing and brushing at my lips. Slightly nervous, I opened up to accept, then tentatively I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I felt myself smiling as he chased my tongue with his.Then his hand moved, I felt it slide down my back to grip my ass; it was a firm hard grip that cupped both my ass cheeks. It did not hurt, but it was a rough grip he took as he squeezed it tight. He then tilted his head slightly pushing his tongue deep into my mouth.I took a sharp breath as he turned me slightly and brushed his hand up my leg pulling my already short skirt up even higher. I could feel and hear his breath getting quicker as his rough hand eased my legs open and he traced his fingers up my inner thighs.I caught my breath as he touched my crotch. No man had ever been there other than my husband Dave. It felt strange and I felt guilty, yet somewhat excited at the same time.I opened my legs a little wider feeling kind of shaky with nerves. I squeezed my eyes shut and held my breath as Ron's handmade full contact, cupping my crotch. I froze, almost like a virgin! I froze as his thick finger traced my slit up and down over my panties. There was just that thin layer of panty material between his rough hand and my pussy. I jumped and gasped as he gripped my pussy and squeezed.Dave was never like this, he was always soft and gentle, whereas Ron rubbed his thick hard fingers at my pussy, parting my lips and teasing at the opening to my cunt.I opened my eyes to see his eyes open wide as if they were smiling at me. He knew, I knew why he was smiling at me, as I was wet. Not just wet, I felt like I had peed myself. My pussy was responding to his rough hands as she sent loving hot waves of pleasure through me in an instant.This was not like me to get this hot so quickly, my pussy was funny, she needs a lot of teasing and pleasing before she was this hot. It must be the excitement of actually doing this, I said to myself.Ron twisted his fingers and I felt him slide them into my panties. Again, I froze as his rough hard skinned fingers pushed lower. There was no messing, as he slid one finger between my lips over my now tingling clit and pushed it deep inside me in one swift motion. It was a tick finger too, making me gasp as he pushed it deep. It left me gasping as he pulled back and his rough finger brushed hard against my clit only to drive it back into me with force.I threw my head back as I gasped for air. Never in my life had I felt such intense feelings rush through my body so quickly. My pussy was on fire as he drove his finger deep into me and all the while with each thrust he dragged it hard over my clit. My head was a spin with what he was doing to me.Then I jumped and squealed as he forced two of his fat fingers into me. It was a tight fit, but he wiggled them and twisted them until he got them in. God I felt full, god it felt good. Then the bastard bent his fingers back and used his thumb on my clit at the same time.I could not hold it I was physically shaking as each movement of his thumb and fingers sent waves of pleasure through me.It was just too intense, I felt my head was going to explode or I was going to hyperventilate or something. I found myself pushing at his thick arm to try and stop him, I moaned for him to stop into his mouth as he pulled me in for a deep kiss. I had to stop it, I just had too, it was just too much.I gripped his hand in a vain attempt to push it away. That's when it hit me; it was deeper and stronger than I have ever felt before. Like a volcano erupting inside me. The power of it had me breathless, I did not know what to do, I was out of control, I never lose control, I always have the power. This time though it was taken away from me as my body took over and instead of pushing his hand away I was pulling it in tighter and thrusting my cunt hard onto his driving fingers.My heart was beating in overdrive, sweat was breaking out all over me. I was fighting for breath. I was screaming, yes, it was me I could hear. It was as if was outside my body, but not, I never scream or cry out during sex. Yet here I was like a wanton slut hammering my pussy onto Ron's fingers. The memories of my mother's angry face and my farther shaking his finger at me from when they caught me in the bathroom as a child pushing the electric toothbrush between my legs for the thrill flittered across my mind. What would they think of me now as one long shuddering wave of pleasure raked through me; involuntary I dug my nails into Ron's big hand and pulled it hard into me.Then it stopped, it was over, I was left floating as I gasped for air. No, no, I thought as Ron slowly pulled his fingers out of me sending small shudders of ecstasy through me. Somehow, I did not want him out of me. I wanted him in there forever.I felt empty, as a cold shiver washed over me.He let me fall back down next him on the sofa as he smiled at me. I was in dreamland and breathless. I have never felt like that before. It was new, Dave, I thought he was a good attentive lover, soft gentle and always made sure I had my climax.Now, now how could I compare those small climax's to what had just happened, they were not even in the same league.I must look a mess, I though as I looked over at Dave, he was white as a sheet, he looked almost as shocked as me as to what had just happened. Dave was looking between my legs, so I looked down; my skirt had ridden up to my waist and my pink panties were mid-thigh and wet. The cool air was nice as my pussy was red hot still and I could feel her still leaking as my cum dribbled out of me.Oh, I felt so slutty then, I felt dirty, I had just let another man feel me up and pleasure me right in front of my husband. I wish I could have said it was the drink, but we have not been drinking, just sitting around and having a laugh.Oh god what have I done. My heart started to beat faster. I could feel myself welling up to cry. I felt dirty, it all started to feel slightly wrong.I felt Ron move next to me, his big hand reached over to gently brush at my pussy then he circled my clit. Gently he eased my panties down and opened my legs wider giving Dave a clear view of my pussy swollen hot, wet pussy.No, please no, I thought as my body betrayed me and I felt my ass clench as I pushed my pussy up to his exploring fingers as they trailed upward to my pussy.He gently moved my pussy lips open and circled my cunt leaving me wide open. His fingers circled up over my pussy mound as he played with the few hairs I kept there. Then he moved his hand higher circling my belly button. Then one button, two buttons, then three, slowly, very slowly he undid my blouse and flipped each side open.I felt dirty, slutty like a whore, as Ron just flicked my front fastening bra open and slowly removed each cup to expose my breasts.Ron gave a slow hiss of breath, almost a whistle as his fingers traced around each breasts following my tan line, then he circled each nipple to make them stand to attention, never once touching the teat.Then he leaned forward, I watched his tongue sneak out and slowly circle my teat, his tongue was hot, but left a cold trace where he had been. Then he leaned in lower, I could feel his hot breath on my skin before his lips closed on my teat.I gasped, as suddenly he sucked hard and pushed his face into my breast to bite down on my nipple. His wiry beard scratched at my delicate breast while his tongue flicked and his teeth held my nipple firmly.Then he shook his head and I felt his beard scratch at my tender skin. I went to push him off me only to have him grip my wrist and pull back. I watched my round DD breast turn conical as he pulled it painfully upward and then released it.I screamed and gasped as he let go and he moved to the other breast. This time he used his chin, scratching at my breast. It soon became sore and I struggled a little to move my breast out of the way. Then he smiled and looked up at me. His eyes seemed to be glinting at me with joy as he stuck his tongue out and licked at my breast with the flat slowly working his way up to lick at my face.It was gross, horrible as he licked at my face, then he kissed me hard mashing my lips and scratching at me with his beard.When he released me and leaned back, I was going to move, but he put the flat of his hand on my chest and then with one finger he slowly moved it downward between my breasts.He never took his eyes off me and I felt myself take in a long slow deep breath as his finger got lower.He reached my pussy and gently circled my clit sending a shudder of pleasure through me.He moved lower and just circled my cunt. His eyes were wide and I watched him lick his lips.I looked quickly at Dave at his wide-eyed expression watching us as I felt Ron slide his thick finger into me. I sucked my bottom lip in and bit down hard.Ron was not gentle; he hammered his finger in and out of me.As much as I felt a dislike for this unnamed feeling that was growing for Ron in the way that my body just moved to his tune, I tried to resist him. My body betrayed me again and thrust my hips up to match him. I felt dirty, yet it sent a shiver of excited pleasure through me.Oh, it felt good to have him inside me, making my body sing to his tune, to feel the pleasure sending waves all over me making me shiver in ecstasy.Faster and faster, he moved his hand and I slowly started to lift myself up arching my back so he could get his finger deeper into me.I looked over at Dave, I could not read his face, was it pleasure or pain? I could not see as he screwed up his face intently as he looked at Ron's hand frantically finger fucking my cunt.I felt shameful and dirty so I looked away. I looked the wrong way I found myself staring at our wedding picture. Me in white, and Dave in his tux.I felt so guilty having this man pleasure me, I was dirty, I felt unclean, I felt like I was being used. Ron's finger drove into me hard and fast, I could hear how wet I was as he slammed it him to me.Then he stopped and pushed it hard into me. Then it felt strange, he was just wriggling it inside me, but each time it moved it seemed to take my breath away making me jump at his touch. Wave after wave of electric pleasure shocked me. It started to build, I knew it was coming, it was like a freight train, I could not stop it even if I wanted too. Deep inside I knew did not want this, another man finger fucking me and giving me all this pleaser. No! I screamed to myself, I wanted Dave, I love Dave, Dave is my husband, Dave is the love of my life.I cried, the tears started to fall, I was a mess, as my orgasm hit me. I cried I wailed, I screamed, I sunk my nails into my hips only to push my cunt, my dirty wanton cunt hard onto Ron's hand.Then he pulled it out, oh, he did not stop, oh no, he pushed it onto my clit and attacked it, shaking his hand brutally fast.I screamed and screamed as I could not take it, I thought I was going to have a fit as this red wave of pleasure ripped through me shaking me to the core. Almost breaking my back I arched even higher to have him abuse my clit even more. I could not stand it, it was pain and pleasure all at once. It was total shock and horror to my poor clit.My head was going to explode at any moment I was sure of it, or my heart was going to jump from my chest. I wailed my tears and then, woosh it hit me like an atom bomb going off. I literally felt my eyes roll in my head and all the air expel from my lungs as it hit me. I swam in the ecstasy, lost in this never-ending orgasm until I could take no more and clamped my legs shut in Ron's hand and collapsed.Ron just pushed hard onto my clit making me shake until slowly I relaxed and eased myself down.Ron eased of the pressure and I slowly came down. Then Just as I relaxed my legs Ron slammed two fingers hard into me, my heart jumped and felt the shudder rush through me making me lift my hips for him again. Not the first time, not the second, but at the third thrust of his fat fingers; my pussy exploded and I ejaculated my cum all over his hand and down my legs. I just seemed to cum more and more as he thrust his fingers into me time and again.Oh my god, I thought I was going to die. My heart was in overdrive, my head was full to bursting, to the point I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears.It was like a warmth, a warm welcoming pleasure that washed over me. I don't know how long I was out for, or if I had even passed out for sure. Just the next thing I know is that Ron is rolling his finger around my clit sending soft waves through me and smiling down at me.I smiled up at him and quickly remembered Dave and looked over to him. He had lit a cigarette and was looking down at the floor.Oh my god I thought. Ron had just given me more pleasure with his one hand in just a few moments than Dave had ever given me in the last three years.Ron leaned back and was lost in my guilty thoughts of what had just happened when I heard it.It was the unmistakable sound of a zipper. I looked to my right and Ron had his jeans open and his zipper down exposing this mass of thick curly pubes.Oh no, I thought, what is he going to do to me now. I felt knackered and wasted, I was totally out of energy as he put his arm around me.I went to lift my leg to get astride him as I knew it was going to happen at some point; and to be honest after what I had just been through my reservations about fucking another man had just gone out the window.I guessed it wrong, as he pushed me down to his crotch. I suppose I had best get it out first I thought.I reached into his jean searching through his thick pubic hair, it was no use as they are just too tight.Ron lifted himself up slightly and eased his Jeans down.Oh my, oh my fucking god. I was flabbergasted, I just looked at it, it was huge, I mean not just long laying there across his thigh, but thick. He gripped it and pulled it down as if to put some life into it almost pulling it half way down his leg.Oh Fuck I thought, what the fuck, shit, I was lost for expletives as I looked at it.He pointed it at me, a sticky mess of pre-cum coated the large bulbous head as he pulled the skin back. I felt my stomach heave at the musty smell and at the sight of all that sticky goo.Then he pushed my head towards it. No I shook my head as it mashed against my lips. Ewe, it was horrible as the slimy head coated my lips. I have my reservations, and I never wanted to suck a cock. It is just so gross too even think about.It was soft and spongy as he gripped the base forcing out another load of sticky goo to leak out of the large eye and proceeded to coat my face with it. Rubbing it around my lips, nose, even my eyes.I tried to push away from the horrible thing, but Ron gripped my neck hard making me gasp. That was all he needed as he pushed the head into my mouth.I froze, it was horrible, or I thought it was, but it did not taste like I thought it would, in fact it did not taste of anything really. I closed my lips around it and Ron gave a deep moan. This was my first ever blowjob, I knew what I was supposed to do, but actually doing it was another thing as I looked down at Ron's thick mess of pubes.OK, gather yourself, I told myself as I breathed in a large lungful of air through my nose. I can do this, I reassured myself.I rolled my tongue around the head and felt the soft skin, so I moved a little lower taking in a bit more of his cock and heard him moan again. I gagged a little so moved back; slowly, I worked up a little pace and felt his cock start to swell in my mouth. It got to the point where I could only fit the head in and had to suck on the end while I used both hands to wank the thick shaft.Fuck it was big, fuck it was fat, fuck it was knobbly, fuck, fuck, fuck, is all I could think as I wriggled my tongue under the head and pulled him off as fast as I could.Ron gathered my hair up into one hand and pulled me back to look up at him and he smiled at me. I just gripped his cock as hard as I could and rolled my tongue around to head, then pushed my tongue into the fat eye.I watched his eyes open wide so I plunged his cock as deep into my mouth as I could, I pushed it hard to the back of my mouth to stop the gag. Then shaking my head I wiggled my tongue as fast as I could under it.I felt him tense and grip my hair tighter, and then pulled me onto his cock forcing it to the back of my throat.Oh, fuck, I panicked, fuck no, I was sure he was going to cum, but fuck if he came now I would surly drown in it. I started to panic pushing at Ron, trying desperately to get free. Ron released me and I gasped for air as he stood up to face me. He was not gentle, in fact he was quite rough as he gathered my hair up into one hand and gripped his cock.He pulled the skin right back making the large head shine and then pushed it forward milking a larger drop of pre cum from his cock.Is this it, I thought, is he going to wank and cum over my face?I was wrong. He mashed it against my lips so I opened up to take it. The shock made me gag as he slammed it hard against the back of my throat, not once, not twice, but over and over he hammered his cock hard into the back of my throat.I was coughing, gagging and gasping for breath as he held my head in both of his huge hands and fucked my mouth hard.I took a chance through bleary eyes to look at Dave. He had his hand over his mouth in what looked like shock. I honestly could not get a good look as Ron was getting more violent and it was gagging me. Then he stopped, I felt him squeeze my head as he pulled me hard onto his cock.God no, fuck no, I pushed at Ron's thighs, but he was just too strong as his thick cock pushed hard against the back of my throat. He was trying to force it down, but it was just too dam big, it was cutting off my breathing.Then he released me, I coughed and gagged for breath trying to wipe my own drool from my chin.I looked up at Ron and he smiled at me, you bastard I thought. When he pulled my head back and slapped my face with his hot hard cock. Then thrust his large hairy balls at my mouth, I licked um, I sucked um, I tried hard to get one into my mouth. This was it, I knew it, tonight I was his dirty slut as I looked over at Dave past Ron's huge dick.Dave was leaning back now, he had his own cock in his hand and was wanking himself off.Shit I thought. Yes, I know Ron has a huge cock, but actually seeing the size compared to Dave's was a shock in its self. Dave I know has seven inches, but this fucking fuck stick of Ron's must be at least twice that size and at least three maybe four times as thick.Oh my god, I thought what the hell have I let myself in for as I leaned back and took his fat cock head into my mouth and let him skull fuck me again.Ron held my hair tight with one hand as he fucked my face with his cock, then he would slap me up the side of my head making me wince.I did not know what to do, I just seemed to be floating along with it and letting him abuse me.I was silently hoping he would come and it would be over, but I knew it was coming when he let go of my hair and roughly pushed me back.I looked at the size of his prong, it was fucking huge, even his large hand did not go all the way around it.It was not just scary, it was frightening, not just frightening, but terrifying as looked at the size of it and knowing he was going to put all that it inside me.Oh god no, I thought, but still I leaned back opening my legs and lifting my knees to accept him.Ron smiled at me again with a wide grin as he pushed the head against my clit and eased it between my swollen lips. I looked down to see that the large head covered most of my open pussy and gasped as I felt him nudge it at the opening to my cunt.There was not rush in him thank fuck, as I was half expecting him to just slam his fat meat into me. Instead, he just moved it up and down my slit holding it tight with one hand while his other hand stroked at my thighs.I felt myself start to relax and enjoy what he was doing as I closed my eyes. After a while he stopped and pushed my legs up."Hold um up slut."Slut, I thought, he actually called me a fucking slut. Right here in front of my husband, this man with his fucking cock against my pussy had just called me a dirty fucking slut. I was in half a mind to call it off. Still like a dirty slut I gripped the back of my knees and pulled them up as far as I could.Ron stepped back to look at my now open pussy ready and waiting for him. I looked over at Dave as I saw Ron look at him.Dave was leaning back with his mouth open and I saw a long jet of cum shoot from his cock high into the air and land on his jumper. Four long shots quickly followed as he gripped his cock tight.Ron turned back to me and gave a sort of half shrug. Then slowly he lowered himself down between my legs. He got his nose in real close and trailing up my pussy he took a deep intake of my sent and smiled up at me.You dirty bastard, I thought as he repeated the gesture. He moved the same again, only this time he licked the length of my pussy with his tongue. It was hot and rough on my already sensitive clit. Looking at me he half smiled as he licked his lips, the dirty twat.Then he attacked my clit, putting his whole mouth over my pussy he licked hard and fast at my pleasure button. I pulled my knees up to me even tighter as the pleasure swept over me. Then he moved down and rammed his tongue deep into me, then fucked me with it. He was shaking his head as he did it, while his rough beard scratched at my up turned ass. Up and down he went, alternating between my cunt and my clit. I was gasping and fighting for breath again as came into his mouth.Then he stopped leaving me wide eyed, as with both hands he cupped my ass and with his fingers either side of my pussy he spread me wide to blow cold air over my now burning hot pussy.Holding me wide open, I watched as his tongue made contact and circled my clit. It was so soft and gentle as he traced the circles down to my cunt. Then I saw his eyes smile as he went lower.Oh god no, stop, no, oh god fuck now, I screamed to myself as I felt his tongue move lower to circle my ass. I jumped and clenched, to expelled his tongue that he just drove into me. Oh god no, you dirty bastard I thought as he licked at my ass and forced his tongue back into me sending the strangest of sensations through me.His big hands moved up the back of my upturned legs and pushed my knees even higher as he licked me from the base of my spine to my clit and back again. Each time he drove his tongue into my ass or into my pussy or viciously attacked my clit.I did not know what was happening, as it all sent the strongest of strange feeling through me with his rough wiry beard and hot soft tongue attacking my most sensitive parts.Then like a dog with a marrowbone he attacked my ass. I knew it was coming I could feel it building, like the cork from a champagne bottle my cum just exploded over his face.He did not stop as he just pushed his face into my ass even deep and using his hands pulled my ass open even more as he pushed his hot tongue faster and harder into my ass.My legs were kicking and my body tensed as I gripped at the sofa as I came and then the bubble burst and I passed out again.I woke to the feel of soft kisses on my pussy.It was Ron; he was smiling up at me as my eyes fluttered open.God what was this man doing to me, I cannot take any more of this I thought as Ron got up and with one hand wiped my cum from his beard. While with the other he pulled at his cock and moved closer to me.He waved his hand at me."Legs up whore, let me at that dirty cunt of yours."I was beaten, he had me at his whim, I could not argue with him after what he had just done to me, so like a puppet, I pulled my knees up tight and exposed myself to him once more."Open it bitch, open that cunt so I can fuck it."Looking up at him feeling shamefaced I opened my pussy for him."Wider slut, this is not your husband's pathetic little dick."I felt the stab of the pain in my heart at the shame of it as I pulled my pussy wider, feeling my pussy stretch open.He placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my cunt. I could feel the heat of it on my fingers."You've had your fun whore, now it is my turn."I screamed, not just a scream, a silent scream, one that had me digging my nails into my crotch as he drove his cock into me. God it was thick, I thought he had split me.He grinned at me with sparkling eyes as he reached for my head to take a handful of my hair; gripping it tight he pulled back and slammed into me again.I was in physical shock. My body was rigid, stuck in the spasm of pain as Ron's huge cock violated my cunt. Pulling my head down and hard with each thrust he hammered his cock deeper into me.I could see my poor pussy spread wide open to accommodate his thick girth and he had only managed to impale me on half of it.I gripped his shaft hard to stop him driving it deeper, but it was no use he was strong, far stronger than me as he slammed it into me, crushing my had against my pussy.It felt like he was ripping my guts open; everything inside of me seemed to scream in agony as it made room for his huge cock.He leaned over me and put his other hand at the back of my neck and snapped my head back to look at the evil look on his face as he pulled his cock almost all the way out and slammed it into me hard. He jarred every bone in my body as he slammed into me.He seemed to be revelling in the look of horror on my face as he hammered into me. His face was a grimace of pain as he looked at me, as if he was the one in agony. Yet it was me who felt like a fence post was being rammed into me stabbing at my guts.Ron leaned forward and kissed me driving his tongue into my mouth, I could taste my come and my ass on his tongue as he gave the final thrust and ground his cock into me all the way so his hairy balls crushed up tight against my ass.He gave a long low moan and smiled at me. Then licked at my face as he released my head and with both his huge hands, he crushed my breasts.I found my voice, well almost, as I gasped out my scream as he slammed into me. I grabbed at his sweating bald head and sunk my nails in. This just seemed to drive him on faster as he hammered himself into me.I scratched at his face and pulled at his beard and kicked my legs, It was no use he was just too big and too strong as he hooked my legs under his arms and gripped my shoulders to fucked me hard.I came, my pussy just exploded and my body shook violently as it erupted; the pain just switched to pleasure as the wet sound of our fucking filled the air along with my breathless screams.I felt like I was a ragdoll as his pounding shook me to the core and my orgasm rolled on and on making my body quiver with ecstasy.Ron seemed to be all over me, biting at my face, biting at my neck and sinking his teeth in hard on my nipples. His hands were clawing at my body and slapping at my breasts. It was like a dream, some kind of nightmare, but a nightmare where the pleasure was the punishment as this beast of a man fucked me senseless.Oh god it's got to stop, god please make him cum, god please I cannot take it anymore, fuck god please. I was screaming for it to stop, yet I was screaming to be fucked hard. I was clawing at him, scratching, pulling at his beard to make him fuck me harder and faster. I was ripping at the thick thatch of hairs on his chest to pull him close so I could wrap my legs around him and drag my nails down his back and beg him to fuck me deeper.God I wanted fucking, god I was getting fucked, god I wanted more of his big fat cock, god I wanted it, deeper, as deep as he could get it. I found myself ramming my dirty wanton cunt at his cock to drive it in faster.My senses were in over drive as I could feel every bead of sweat leaking from my body, I could feel every hair on his chest scratching at my tits, I could feel the heat and power of his thick thighs driving his cock into me. I could feel his firm ass hamming his thick cock in hard as I dug my nails into it. I could taste the blood in my mouth as I bit down on his ear.I reached up as the pressure built even higher and as I was screaming at the top of my lungs for Ron to fuck me harder and for him to drive his big cock into me. I gripped his baldhead tight to dig my nails in and drag them down to grip his tiny ears.Ron freed his arms and wrapped mine around my legs, then made me pull them in so my knees were hard against my tits and he pulled out."No!" I screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me! Please fuck me!"I was like a woman possessed as I begged him t fuck me. I gripped my legs tighter to me. I was going to kill him if he did not ram it back into me; that's when I felt his cock at my ass.I froze as I felt him push. It was in, it hurt like hell fire so I bit down on my lower lip hard.Ron screamed and I screamed louder as he rammed himself deep into my virgin ass in one go.Oh god, I was sure he had just ripped my guts apart as he stood there over me looking down at his achievement. He moved, spreading his legs as he started to piston in and out of me. I could see him smiling as he looked down at his big cock driving into my burning ass.Then he just pulled my legs wide open and fucked my ass hard. He looked like a demon possessed with that look on his face with the blood dripping from his ear.I just could not take it, the pain, the pleasure, it was filling me, he was filling me, he was driving me wild with his cock buried deep in my ass as I came, squirting my cum over him.He just leaned back and roared with laughter as I screamed my orgasm.He just threw my legs to one side and ripped his cock from my ass as he picked me up and bent me over the sofa. He stood over me and I felt his long hot cock brush down my ass and over my pussy.I looked back at him as he gripped it tight and pushed it at my ass.This time he just eased it in, then gripped my hips. I met him thrust for thrust as he fucked my ass hard and fast. I was pulling chunks out of the sofa; I even felt a cushion rip in my hands as I clawed at it in my rolling climax.He slammed into me hard and I rammed myself onto his poll as he fucked me, he would swap from my ass to my pussy and I would grind myself onto him to make sure I had all of him in me. His large hands would slap at me spanking my ass as he fucked me, he even gripped my hair tight as he rammed me onto his cock over and over. I was loving it, even begging him to fuck me harder.He was calling me all sorts, slut, whore, bitch, the names just rolled out of him as he insulted me. I did not care I was in sexual pain filled agony of a constant orgasm.Then he just cast me to one side and almost ripped my hair out as he pulled me back to face his cock."You want it bitch?"He was pulling at his cock and aiming it at my face."You want my cum whore? You want to taste my fucking spunk bitch" He shook me as he shouted at me with real venom in his voice."Yes, god, yes I want it!" I screamed back at it. "I want it fucking all!""Open wide then you fucking whore."I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and then watched as he pulled at this huge cock right in front of my face. He started to growl like and animal and he tensed up then it exploded spraying over my face, covering me with shot after hot shot of his salty cum."That's it bitch, take my cum, take it all, fucking swallow it, swallow it like the fucking dirty cum loving bitch you are."I rolled his thick salty cum around my mouth and smacking my lips, I swallowed it. Then I opened my mouth to suck the last drops of cum from his cock. Until with a moan, he pushed me off it calling me a dirty filthy whore.He left me sat there as he took the seat opposite me with his flaccid cock looking fat and lean across his thigh. He left me alone with his cum still dripping from my face and my cum still dripping from my pussy, I missed him already, I missed him being all over me, I missed him not being deep inside me.Then Dave was there, he had his little cock in his hand and was wanking it at my face. He put his hand to the back of my head and pulled me towards it.I ducked and slipped under it to lay down exhausted. Dave did not give up, he moved my leg and slid his cock into my dripping pussy with ease. I could feel him pumping it into me, but it was not the same, the man I loved was not the same now. I still felt empty, I still felt that I wanted Ron, I wanted Ron deep inside me again.I cried as Dave fucked me, I let him do it as I thought about Ron and his big cock driving deep into me and his hard hands pulling at my flesh, wanting to own me, to take me. He had and I knew it, Dave was doing nothing for me, nothing at all as he moaned and fucked me. I knew it then deep in my heart that I had changed, Ron had changed me. He had taken me heart and soul, I was his, I knew it. I wanted it, I wanted him, my body wanted him, he had fucked me in too a painful, pleasurable submission.I pushed Dave off and crawled over to Ron on all fours. He looked at me and he knew what I wanted so opened his legs. I felt low, I felt dirty, but I had to have it, I needed it.I trailed my tongue up his hairy inner thighs and buried my face in his big hairy balls as I sucked them and worked my way up to his cock licking along the length and kissing softly at the large head.I felt Dave behind me trying to push his cock back into my pussy, so I sat down and took hold of Ron's heavy cock and sucked the head deep into my mouth until I felt it go hard.Ron just pushed me to the floor so I opened my legs for him holding my wanton pussy open for him. He did not want it; he just grabbed my leg and flipped me over with ease.He was heavy and his hairy body crushed down onto me, I felt his hot cock hard and probing at my ass, so I reached back and pulled it open for him.He sunk into me deep, that empty feeling was gone and I knew I wanted him here forever deep inside me.Ron was an animal with his hot breath panting over me as he ripped his cock in and out of my ass. The pain, the pleasure, I was loving it as I looked over at Dave with his limp cock covered in spunk in his hand.I could feel Ron getting even harder inside me as he pushed my head into the carpet and leaned up to fuck me. I gasped and screamed as he made my body sing to his tune.Then he ripped his cock out and I rolled over to look up at him."You want it whore? You want a fucking you will never forget?""Yes! Yes! yes!" I screamed at him."Fucking whore!" He slapped me, then slapped me again.I lifted my hands to my face only to get slapped across my tits."You want my fucking cock bitch?""Yes, yes, I want your fucking cock" I screamed as he slammed his cock deep into my already abused and sore cunt. Yet I wanted it, I wanted him inside me like nothing before, I wanted him, had to have him inside me, clawing at me, pounding into me like the animal he was.Ron fucked me, he fucked me senseless, right there on the floor in front of Dave, Ron bent and twisted me in any way he wanted as he fucked me. I bit him, I pulled chunks out of him as I desperately wanted him to come inside me.I was crunched up against Dave's legs as Ron reached the point of no return. His big cock was ridged hard and slamming into me as he slapped my ass and asked, "You want it whore? You want my cum deep inside you bitch?""Yes!" I screamed. "Cum for me, fucking cum deep inside me!""You dirty fucking slut!" He gripped my hips and dug his fingers in as he rammed himself deep inside me. I came, my head pounding and my heart jumping in my chest and my own climax ripped through me."You dirty fucking whore, fucking take that, and that you dirty bitch!" He shouted at me as he rammed his burning hot cum deep into me.I think I must have passed out again as I opened my eyes to see Ron shaking Dave's hand as fully clothed he left.He did not even look back, I felt empty, soulless even as the horrible feeling of being used washed over me.I lay still and let Dave pick me up. I could feel Ron's cum running out of my pussy as Dave placed me gently on the sofa.He kissed me softly and I could feel the cold sticky cum still clinging to my face as Dave pulled away.I felt sore all over, not only sore but empty, so empty. I still needed Ron deep inside me. Yet I felt dirty, I felt like a use whore just cast aside. So I lay there with my eyes closed and thought of what a fool I had just made of myself.Then I felt it hit me, it was warm and wet as it splashed against my face. Dave had just jacked himself off over me. What a wimp I thought, what a useless wimp.I woke again that night, only this time I was in my bed and Dave was up behind me. He groaned as he shot his cum up my back.I was just too sore to even have it out with him so I just tried to sleep feeling it run down my back. Again, the thoughts of Ron taking me hard in the ass still haunted me as I tried to drift off. Oh god, what had I done, I cried myself to sleep.Morning came I could hardly move, but my bladder was fit to burst. So stealing my resolve, I force myself out of my warm haven.After relieving myself I made my way back to the bedroom where I saw myself in the wardrobe mirror. I was a mess, I had dried cum over my face and I was covered in bruises and teeth marks from head to toe.What had I done, I thought, I knew deep down what I had done, not the physical act of Ron just fucking the living-daylights out of me, but what I had done was fall in love with another man. A man who I hardly knew, but wanted, wanted with every ounce of my body.Looking down at Dave sleeping naked with his shrivelled cock just lying there, I knew. I knew he could never satisfy me ever again. So I left him there and went down stairs.I did not even care that Mr Green from across the way saw me naked as I passed the window; I was lost in Ron, and what the animal he was had done to me.I was drinking my coffee when Dave came down. "You ok hun?" He asked. "You want anything?"I stayed silent for a while, and then looked at him. "Yes," I let the pause hang as I looked at his face. "Yes I want you to pack your things and leave, it's over."I looked down and hugged my coffee cup, letting the heat comfort me.Dave knew, he just knew, as he slowly turned and left.Listening to the sound of his crying floating down the stairs was the hardest part.END |
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wet3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/wet3.txt | Sunday, February 6th, 2005:I have to tell you, I am not a big fan of football. My boyfriend will sit and watch it all day long, game after game. College football, NFL games, whatever game is on; he and his friends will just watch football all day. If it isn't football, it's baseball, hockey, or basketball. Once a year, the biggest football game of them all is on; this is the Super bowl, of course. On the day of the Big Game, my boyfriend Tom always has some of his loudest friends over, and they spend the whole day drinking cheap beer and eating Cheetos and chips and a lot of other junk food. I am not a big fan of organized sports, and I would rather do something else on the weekend, like take a walk, watch a movie, or make love.For Super bowl 2005, my boyfriend Tom happened to be away on a business tip in Seattle all week. I thought I would have the house to myself, and not have to deal with sports on TV whatsoever. At 2:00 he called me, and asked if his friends could come over and watch the Super bowl at our house even though he would not be home."What? You mean you want your friends to come over to our house and watch that damn football game all day while you won't even be home? Oh no. Please, can't they watch it at their own houses?" I said angrily."Well, the thing is, they all have small TVs, and we have a huge widescreen system with surround sound. Please, Miranda, they would really like it." Tom begged."I would rather not. The answer is no, Tom.""Uh...I sort of already invited them over. I'm so sorry, but they kept pleading to let them come over. Robert, Carry and Patrick are all going to arrive soon. They will bring over lots of food, so at least you can eat for free tonight!"I could not believe what I was hearing. My boyfriend had invited 3 of his obnoxious friends over to watch a loud football game in my own house, and he hadn't asked me first. I was so pissed off!We argued on the phone for about a half hour. I held my ground, saying no over and over again, when I was startled by a knock on the door.I told him I was hanging up, and that we would talk about this later. I walked downstairs, and answered the door. It was Tom's friend Carry, along with someone I didn't even recognize."Hey Miranda, thanks for having us over. This is Joe." Carry informed me, introducing a tall guy with a blonde crew cut. "Hey, wasssssupppp?" Joe said. I cringed. I can't believe he just said "Wassssuppp" in that annoying tone of voice like they use in that Budweiser commercial from a few years ago. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly let them in. I resigned myself to the fact that they were going to be here all day. Carry is a heavyset guy, about 5 foot 8, with long brown hair. He was wearing a New England Patriots tank top, and carrying a case of Keystone light. They walked in the door and immediately made themselves comfortable. Feet on the nice oak coffee table, they were already on the red sofa within five minutes.There was another knock on the door. Now it was Robert. He is Tom's most attractive friend, in my opinion. He is over six feet, well groomed, and dark skinned. He is from Puerto Rico. He came in with a bottle of Boone's Farm Apple wine. Where we in college all over again? Did adults really drink that cheap stuff? (We are all in out late twenties.)"Yo, Miranda." He greeted me. "Yo, Robert!" I replied in turn.Though Robert was the most attractive of the group, he was also the loudest and most obnoxious of them usually. "I need some glasses for the wine, Miranda." He told me. I steamed inside, thinking that I was expected to be the waitress too. "You know were the kitchen is, Robert!" I told him in an icy tone.Carry, Joe and Robert had the TV on incredibly loud, and they were watching some pre-pre game crap. I thought that it was bad enough that they had to watch sports for hours, but they also had to watch people talking about sports for hours also! I went upstairs, hoping to get some reading done and hoping to tune them out. There was another knock on the door. Patrick, I was guessing. The other guys answered it and let him in.I lay down on my bed and was getting to a really intense scene in the latest John Grisham novel I was reading, and then they started yelling really loud. The game wasn't even on yet, and already the four guys were getting buzzed and yelling. This was going to be a long day.I managed to read about 100 pages when the yelling got to be really loud. I walked downstairs. The first half was almost over. The four of them were camped out in my living room, with food all over the coffee table, and at least 20 empty beer cans all over the floor. Then out of nowhere I got a really wicked idea in my head.I wanted to see if I could derail the game. What would it take to get four males to stop watching the Super bowl? Could it even be done? Remember, these were four huge sports fans. I wanted to see if there was any way possible that they could be enticed to stop watching the biggest game of the year if they had another choice."Hey guys! Enjoying the game?" I asked. "Hell yeah! Did you see that pass? There was a 30 yard..." "Patrick, don't even try to tell me what happened in the game. Talking about interceptions, yardage, and punting is all Greek to me. You may as well be talking in another language." I told him.My wicked idea was beginning to play out in my head."Guys, I'll bet you wouldn't turn off the game if I stripped naked right in the middle of this room." I said.Now the cards were laid out. They had a choice. See the Super bowl or see me strip. I was dead serious, because I truly believed that they were so into the game that they wouldn't take me up on my offer."I'm sorry, but I am going to have to go with the Super bowl, Miranda." Patrick replied. They all agreed except for Carry.Joe suggested that they would turn it off for a half an hour to see me strip. "I guess we could skip the half-time show, Miranda. We will turn it off for a half-hour if you get naked for us."They were not getting this at all. My plan was to get them to turn off the entire game. I could see I was going to have to up the ante a bit."O.K., guys. I will give you all a hot lap dance." I challenged.Robert responded "How much of the game would we have to miss?"I could not believe these guys. They were being offered a lap dances instead of watching men run around and throw a funny ball in the air. And they had to think about it!"You will have to miss the entire second half. If you turn it off now, you all get to see me do a nice long strip show till I'm nude, and then you each get a ten minute lap dance."Carry agreed, and then Joe said "Hell, yeah! She's hot, I'll do it. Damn, I would have to miss the Super bowl, but Fuck, guys, she's hot and offering a Lap-dance!"Now I had Carry and Joe in my pocket.Robert and Patrick would not budge."O.K., enjoy the game! Lots of muscular guys running around getting sweaty, sounds like more fun than having my bare breasts in your faces to you guys, I guess!"I went upstairs to my bedroom again. I changed into a tight red button down blouse, a black mini skirt that barely covered my thighs, and a white thong and sheer white bra. I grabbed a bottle of Wet stuff, which is a very slippery sexual lubrication oil. I came downstairs, and I had there undivided attention for a minute. They looked at me in my sluttish outfit. There eyes wandered up and down my figure. Then the second half started, and I could tell they were trying to look at me and at the game simultaneously. I sat down on the sofa between Joe and Patrick.They kept watching the game, but I could tell that my plan was starting to work. I grabbed the bottle of oil and started to shake it. Carry looked at the bottle and asked me what that was for."Oh this bottle of oil? It is called Wet stuff. It is a sexual lubrication. I put it in my pussy when Tom and I make love. It also comes in handy when I give hand jobs..." I said casually.Now I had all four of them looking at me. I shook the bottle up and down."Ummm...Miranda, are you offering us hand-jobs?" Patrick asked while looking right at my hands.I looked him in the eye and replied: "You know the deal. The football game goes off right now. It stays off the entire time. If you four can handle that, I will strip for you all right now and then give you all nice slippery hand-jobs."Robert agreed, and now I had 3 out of 4. Patrick was the only hold-out."I can't believe how hard this decision is, but I am really into this game. I can't turn of the Super bowl half way into the game, that is crazy! It would take even more for me to do that, Miranda.""What are you holding out for, Patrick, a blow-job? No, that is not going to happen. I have offered as much as I plan too offer. The cards are all on the table; you four all have five minutes to agree. All or nothing. All four of you have to agree to the terms: The Super bowl goes off in five minutes. "The TV does not go on again until the game is over. No listening to the radio or calling anyone either. You will not know a damn thing about the game until it is over. In return for this sacrifice, I am willing to give you all a strip show. It will be a damn hot strip show, I promise. And then I will jack each one of you off. You have five minutes to decide."I unbuttoned the first two of the six buttons on my blouse, giving the guys a preview of what they would be seeing. I bent down so they could see some cleavage.The other three argued and pleaded with Patrick, but he still said no. The five minutes ended, and I gave them an ultimatum. Holding the remote in the air, I aimed it at the TV I asked them all, "Well, boys? Super-bowl, or Miranda-bowl?"They yelled and swore at Patrick. "C'mon motherfucker, she's gonna stroke all out dicks! What are you a fairy?" I counted down. "Five..." I put my hand on Patrick's leg "Four..." I inched my hand up to his thighs "Three..." now my hand was right on his lap "Two..." I felt him get an erection instantly "One!"He stammered "Yes, Yes, we agree!"I shut the game off. The huge screen flickered for a second, and then went black. The speakers went silent."Wise decision, gentleman. Relax now, and enjoy the show."I moved the coffee table to a corner, and cleared the floor of beer cans and wrappers. I put on a hard-rock C.D. I had burned a couple of years ago, and the first song was "You Shook me all Night Long" by AC/DC. I stood in the middle of the room about three feet away from the guys, and danced while the music was playing. I planned on removing one piece of clothing per song to make the strip-show a nice tease.I really teased them, undoing the third of the six buttons, and then buttoning it back up again. Then it came unbuttoned again. Three buttons down, three to go. I repeated this process until it was all the way unbuttoned. I opened up the blouse to give them all a quick flash of my sheer white bra, and then closed the blouse again. Near the end of the song, I turned around so they were viewing my body from behind. I let the blouse come down very slowly, first exposing my bare shoulder, then taking my arms out of the sleeves, and finally letting it fall to the floor. No front view just yet, they had to be content to see my shoulders and back first. I wiggled my ass which was still covered by the black mini-skirt.Now "Why can't this be Love" by Van Halen came on. I turned around to give them a view of my front. I bent over a lot to give them a good look of my cleavage. I danced seductively, swaying my hips and also touching my chest a lot. I cupped my breasts in my hands, and licked my lips, winking at the guys. I saw big bulges in all of their pants. I turned around and put my hands on the skirt. I pulled the skirt down a few inches, giving them a preview of my white thong and my ass. I decided they would have to wait a bit longer for the skirt to come off.I turned around and faced them again. "Guys, I feel bad now that you are missing your game. Why don't we stop this and I'll go back upstairs and read my book?" I said as I pulled the skirt down again, this time giving them a view of my white panties and thighs.They all quickly said "No, No, keep stripping, Miranda!"Good, I had their undivided attention now, I thought. As a reward, I let them see more of my legs. I slid down the skirt very slowly, and then kicked it in the air when it was at my bare feet.Now I stood wearing just the white thong and sheer white bra. On the back, the thong didn't cover up anything; my entire bare ass was exposed. The front of the thong was pretty high cut, so most of my bare thighs and hips were also in plain view. The front of the thong was not sheer, so they couldn't see my red bush just yet. The bra was transparent, and they could all see me big puffy nipples which were rock hard by now. I was really enjoying being the center of attention and having my body viewed.The next song was "Radar Love" by Golden Earring. Good, a nice long song. They will have to be teased and wait to see my tits. I let them see my ass as a bent over in the thong and shook it. I wiggled my ass the best I could while bent over with my hands on the floor. Then I faced them again, and played with my breasts. The bra felt soft and smooth to my touch. They had to wait forever for me to take off the bra, because even when the song ended I still had it on."Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns N' Roses came on next. For this number, I gave the guys all a little lap-dance. I sat on Patrick's lap and ground my ass on his erection. I noticed that all four guys had there arms on the back of the sofa. They were all used to strip club rules for lap-dances, where the guys couldn't touch the girls."Seeing as how I am going to be stroking all of your cocks later, I have decided that it is O.K. for you too all touch me if you want to." I let them know.Patrick took me up on this offer during his lap dance, and fondled my tits. I didn't want to neglect the other three guys. I gave Carry the next one, and ground my ass on his bulge. He took the opportunity to caress my bare legs while I was grinding on his lap.Gun's N' Roses had a twofer, as "Welcome to the Jungle" played next. I gave Joe his turn, and his hands wandered all over as I sat on his lap. He ran his fingers through my long red hair, and he squeezed my soft 36C breasts. I playfully rubbed his erection over the jeans he was wearing.Robert got his turn last, and near the end of the song, I kissed his ear, and whispered "Take my bra off, Robert. The clasp is in front." I lifted my arms up and let his hands find the clasp between my breasts. He undid the clasp quickly and tossed the sheer bra to the floor.I arched my back to give the guys there first look at my naked breasts. I had known all of the guys for years except for Joe, and they had always looked at my chest, but never seen me topless. I could tell they liked what they saw, as they were all staring and practically drooling. Robert felt me up while Axl screeched the song."Legs" by ZZ Top came on next. What a perfect song to strip too! I stood up again, rubbing my long legs as ZZ Top sang about them. I jiggled my boobs a lot, and swayed my hips. I put my hands in my panties. I didn't take them off for a long time. At the end of the song, the guys got a quick flash of my red bush, but the thong stayed on..."Hot-blooded" by Foreigner was the next tune. Good song to finish off to! For the removal of the panties, I turned my back to them, and every so slowly peeled them off. Looking down at my own pussy, I could see that it was wet. Exhibitionism always turns me on something fierce. I let the panties fall to the carpet and kicked them away. I shook my now naked butt at the guys and slapped my own ass a couple of times, making a loud "Smack" sound with each spank. Now the moment they were all waiting for, where they would see me completely nude for the first time.I turned around and let them see the front of my body. I had my hands covering my pussy. I made eye contact with each of them one by one, and then I gave them all a huge grin and raised my hands above my head. I stood with my legs spread wide, letting them soak in my full nudity. Because my legs were so spread, my pussy lips were opened up, and they could see my sopping wet pussy through the short red pubic hair. I don't shave it all, but I keep the hair very short so my pussy was pretty exposed to their stares. "Living after Midnight" was the last song on the CD, and they all got to see me dance naked. I was running out of moves, so I just walked around a lot to keep my body in motion, making sure to shake my breasts and wiggle my ass a lot. When the song ended, they all clapped.I took the bottle of oil, and shook it for them all to see. "I've thought about it, guys. If you want to watch the last quarter, I can get dressed and go back upstairs." I teased, knowing full well that they were eagerly anticipating getting their cocks all stroked.They all shook there heads no, and I laughed as a shook my hair around. "I thought so." I said. I decided to give them all their hand-jobs in the same order as the lap dances. Patrick was first. I unzipped his jeans, and pulled his jeans and briefs to his knees. I teased his body with my hands, touching his chest and arms first. Then I rubbed his legs. He was so erect. I cupped his balls in my hands. I gave him a little kiss on his ear, and whispered with hot breath "Are you ready, Patrick?" He had no response to that except a moan. I squirted the oil in my hands, and started to jack him off. I stroked him slowly, pumping my hand up and down. My other hand played with his heavy balls. It took him only about a few minutes before he was breathing really hard and about to come. "Oh god... Oh my god... this feels so good... I'm.... I'm..."He didn't have to say it; I knew the end of the sentence. He was coming. Spurt after spurt of hot come shot out of his cock as it spasmed in orgasm. It landed all over my slippery hands and wrists. I continued to stroke him as he came down and the orgasm ended. A little more come squirted out every few seconds as he had some aftershocks. To really tease the other three guys, I took the come and rubbed it on my bare chest.Carry was the next lucky gentleman, and he had already removed his pants and boxers before I could take them off for him. He had a huge smile on his face. I sat down next to him for his turn, making sure my bare hips touched his. I put my hands under his black t-shirt and fondled his nipples a bit. He got a little kiss on the ear too, with my tongue going inside for a second. "Carry; are you ready to get a nice slippery hand-job?" I whispered with hot breath in his ear. I kissed his neck while putting my hand on his rock-hard shaft. Like Patrick, he didn't have much of a response to the question. I guess guys get non verbal when a naked women is sitting next to them whispering in their ears about jerking them off. I stroked him nice and slow too, listening to the lovely squishy sounds as I stroked and stroked. Up and down with my hands, kissing his neck the whole time. My other hand playing with his hot balls, I continued to stroke. I could tell he was about to come but wanted to hold back to prolong the pleasure. I slowed down, and then stopped for a second. He looked me in the eyes, pleading me with his look to continue. I was just teasing him when I stopped, and it was also to help prolong it. I stroked again, now getting faster with my hand movements. He came very suddenly, with no warning. The come shot high in the air, and most of it landed on his t-shirt and on his lap. A lot of it ended up on my hands too, of course.I let him relax and come down, caressing his neck and shoulders. Then it was Joe's turn. I sat on his lap for a minute before starting, pressing the weight of my body onto him. I smothered his face with my tits before starting his hand-job. He let me unzip his tan shorts and I pulled the shorts and boxers down to his feet, then took them all the way off and threw them to the floor. For his hand job, I did my best to sit on him during it. This was not easy, because I needed room on his lap for my hands to work. I squatted over his lap, pressing my breasts into his body as much as I could while stroking his big dick. He came quicker than the others, and since my lap was right above him I felt the hot come squirt all over my legs and pussy. I gave him a little French kiss on the lips while his cock spasmed.Finally, it was Robert's turn. I gave him another little lap dance first, and then removed his pants and briefs. For his turn, I lay him on the floor and took off his shirt too. I sat on his legs, just below his waist, with my bare wet pussy sliding around on his leg. I fingered myself for a minute before starting his hand-job. Then I stroked away, giving him the hottest hand-job I possibly could. His cock got nice little squeezes, and I twirled my palm on the head of his shaft. His hot big balls got a lot of play too, as I fondled and caressed them, knowing full well that they were full of his hot come. I bent over to kiss his nipples near the end, and this made him go crazy. When he started to come, I put my tits right over his dick so his jism would squirt all over them. The hot come splashed across my heaving tits, and I kept on stroking him, milking every last drop out of his erection.Fully satisfied, the four guys just lay around the living room. When I saw Joe reach for the remote, I said: "Still thinking about sports, Joe?"He blushed and said, "Sorry, I have to know who won. The game is over know, you just said we had to miss the game, not the commentary after the game, Miranda."I lied down on the carpet in front of the TV I started to touch my horny hot cunt, and said: "Suit yourself. You guys watch whatever you want." I then proceeded to masturbate while lying down in front of the screen. Joe's hand hesitated. Finally he came to a decision and he put down the remote.It felt really hot to masturbate in front of the four guys, and they all still had there pants off. I saw them all get erect again as they watched me finger myself. I spread my legs and put them up in the air. Wanting to get more comfortable, I scooted over to the couch, and put my feet in Joe's lap, feeling his new erection my toes. I fingered my hot juicy pussy like mad, closing my eyes while I fantasized about the four hand-jobs I had just given. My pussy felt so good as my fingers circled my hard clit. I suddenly arched my back and came fucking hard, seeing stars in my mind as I had a toe-curling deep all body orgasm. The waves kept coming and coming, making my whole body quiver, and I felt my pussy muscles expand and contract with pleasure. It took me a long time to recover enough to sit up. Still stark naked, I sat down on the couch with Joe and Robert. We all agreed that this was even better than watching football, and I even managed to get them to not turn on the TV or radio the rest of the night. They all left around midnight, and I am sure they turned on the sports radio station as soon as they got into their cars, but I had managed to get four hot-blooded sports loving males to turn off the biggest sporting event of the year because of my body and hands. I hoped that I made this Super-Bowl Sunday more memorable than the one where Janet Jackson flashed a breast. I stayed naked and fell asleep on the sofa, feeling pride in my feminine charm and skills.ENDIf you like my style of erotic writing, check out my website: www.wetmiranda.blogspot.com |
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caribbean1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/caribbean1.txt | It is amazing how being in a new place with new surroundings and new people can bring the inhibitions down. After being married for 3 years and together for 5 Jill and I finally could afford to take that dream vacation that we both needed so badly. It was a 14 day Caribbean cruise and we would remember it for a very long time. (To get the particulars out of the way, and on with the story, Jill and I are both 32, she is about 5'6", around 118 pounds, dark hair, blue eyes, perfect "b" cups, and always trimmed. I am 6', 180, blond/brown)There is so much to do on a cruise ship and everything is very flexible with regards to time and place. But the dinner meals are one of the few things that are not. You need to be there on time and you, more often than not, are assigned a table with a group of strangers. We sat at a table of 6. Myself and Jill, both 32, Doug and Beth, married 27 and 24, and Dave and Jim, best friends both 28.The food and wine was plentiful and conversation was great. We learned a lot about everyone and everyone a lot about us. Dinner wrapped up and we realized that the room was almost empty. We had drank and talked so much that the time just flew by. We all agreed that we should go to one of the clubs on the ship and get to know each other better.We went up to one of the night club on the top deck. The room was quite large with lots of flashy little lights and music. We found a table in a dark corner and all took our places. We ordered our drinks and continued our conversations. Doug and Beth wanted to dance so they left to the floor. I am not a big dancer so Jim asked if Jill would dance with her and off they went. The drinks continued to flow as the night grew on and we all got to know each other. We all took turns dancing with the girls, only slow dances for me, and we all got more comfortable with one another.It was around midnight when everyone was on the dance floor except for me when Beth came back to the table and slid up next to me. She took a drink and said, "I am having such a great time, I cannot believe how much fun these cruises are." I agreed and said that I wished we could live on this ship. Beth laughed and put her hand on my thigh. She didn't remove her hand though; instead she softly rubbed my thigh giving me an instant surge of blood to my cock."Your wife sure is having a good time," Beth said pointing to Jill out on the dance floor with our three table mates. It was then that I noticed that Jill was the center of all three of their attention. Six sets of hands were flowing over her body as they all danced. She had the biggest smile I had seen in a very long time. Beth then moved her hand onto my crotch and felt and hard on. "Oh," she said, "looks like you are enjoying yourself too." I blushed, and moved in my seat a little uncomfortable. "It's ok," she said, "the night is young and we are all having a good time." Beth smiled at me and began rubbing my cock through my pants.A few minutes went by and the song ended. Jill and the group came back to the table and sat down. Now Jill was on one side of me and Beth on the other, but Beth still had her hand on my crotch. Jill looked down and saw her hand, saw my erection, and looked back up at me. "Doug, honey," Jill said, "did you notice that your wife has her hand on my husband's crotch." I thought I was going to die right there in front of everyone. "I am sorry honey," Beth said, "would you like to touch it instead." Doug just smiled and so did Jill, then the whole group let out a little laugh at my expense. But Beth did not take her hand away.Everyone sat around drinking and talking and the conversations got more and raunchier, which combined with the constant rubbing, got me harder and harder. Doug talked about the fact that he and Beth were active swingers, Jim announced that he and Dave were looking to fuck as many people as they could, and Jill added that her and I had our fair share of adventures too. With this all on the table and the fact that the club was getting empty, Jim invited us all back to their suite for drinks. It turns out that Jim and Dave got one of the very high end large suites with a kitchenette, nicely stocked bar, large bath, and two large beds.We all entered the room and Jill and Beth both collapsed on one of the beds. Dave played bar tender and took everyone drink orders while Doug passed them around. I took a spot on the foot of the bed next to my wife and we all started talking more. Now in the privacy of the room the conversations became more explicit. Beth was telling us all a story about her and Doug having sex at a public pool. There were stiff dicks throughout the room by this point. When Beth was done with her story everyone exclaimed how much they enjoyed it and everyone ordered another round of drinks. I excused myself to the restroom.I went inside and closed the door. I was finished and was washing my hands when I looked into the mirror and saw Beth closing the door and turning the lock. She walked over to me and put her mouth to mine kissing me hard as she pushed her tong deep into my mouth. "I have wanted to kiss you for hours," she said as she unlocked her lips from mine. I grabbed her little waist and pulled her into me stabbing her with the rock hard erection and began kissing her. Beth was a bit of an animal and she began pulling my clothes off. I in turn popped the few buttons on the back of her outfit and let it fall to the floor. We finished stripping, grabbed the towels off the rod and spread them on the floor. We assumed and 69 position and began sucking and licking each other. Her pussy was wet as could be expected after the night of teasing me and being teased by the others.It didn't take long and I was about to cum. I told her, and she stopped, "not yet," she said, "the night is young and there will be plenty of that." Beth then stood up and offered her hand to me, I accepted and she pulled me to my feet. She wrapped her hand around my cock and pulled me toward the door, turned the lock, and before I knew it she flung the door open and exposed out nakedness to the room. I was in shock. Jill was still sitting on the foot of the bed with Dave and Jim on either side of her. Doug was mid stride with a drink in each hand heading toward them. Everyone turned to look at us."Why honey," Doug exclaimed, "what have you got there?"Before she answered, Jill said, "Looks to me like she has my husband's cock in her handagain." Jill stood up and started walking over to Doug, stopped in front of him, took the drinks and set them on the table. "I don't think it's fair that your wife gets to walk around this place with dick in her hand like she owns the place. There are plenty of dicks to go around and no one is sharing with me," Jill pouted to the room. With that Dave and Jim stood up in unison and dropped their pants to their ankles exposing themselves for all to see. Doug followed suit and dropped his drawers. "That's better," Jill said with a smile, grabbed Doug's cock and pulled him to the corner of the bed where she sat down. She pulled his cock with one hand and grabbed Jim with the other. Dave climbed upon the bed behind Jill and began unbuttoning her dress and removing her cloths. Jill, unfazed jerked, licked and sucked on the two cocks in front of her.Beth and I went to the other bed and lay next to each other. We sprawled ourselves out on the bed and watched the action from across the room while we fondled each other and occasionally kissed, licked, or sucked each other.Dave had successfully removed all of Jill clothes and everyone was fully hard due to her attention. Jim dropped down to his knees and placed his face down near her crotch. She happily pushed herself back on the bed and spread her legs for him. He followed her right up and began licked her already soaking wet pussy. Doug and Dave, on their knees, sat either side of Jill and lined their dicks up to her mouth. Jill took one in each hand and kissed and caressed them both. It was not long before Jill reached her first orgasm. She arched her back, grabbed hard on each of the cocks in her hand and moaned loudly as Jim ate her to full climax.After a few seconds her body un-tensed and her grip weakening Jim pushed his body forward and lined his cock up to her and began to push. As he entered my wife I could see the look of complete pleasure on her face. Her mouth opened slightly, her bottom lip curled in and she bit down on it. She let out a little gasp and he pushed past her lips and entered her fully. Jim slowly began to slide his cock in and out of Jill and their bodies began to move together and a nice steady rhythm."If I don't get a dick inside me soon I am going to fucking nuts," Beth announced to the room. I quickly volunteered to provide my manhood for the job and Beth told me "well get on with it then." With that, I climbed up, pushed her legs apart and aimed my shaft for the sweet spot. I then pushed him home. My dick sunk inside Beth with and her pussy walls wrapped around every square inch of my cock. I began pumping away at her in rhythm of hers and my wife's moans of pleasure.My attentions where lost on Beth and I did not notice that Jim had finished fucking my wife and Doug had taken his place until he came to the bed that Beth and I were using and laid himself next to us. Jim reached over and began caressing Beth's perky little titties, and they began kissing each other. A few seconds go by and I feel by nuts start to tighten; I tense a little, and let out a moan. Beth stops kissing Jim and looks up at me just as the first shots are fired and I begin to pump my cum inside of her. She twisted her hips around in small circle and contracted herself around my cock milking it for all she can get. After a few more squirts of my goo inside of her I arch my back and push myself off and to her side. "That was very nice," Beth whispered. "Doug honey," Beth shouted to her husband. "I have just been injected with my first creamy load of the night."Just then Doug arched his back as he shot his load into Jill. When he caught his breath, he turned to us and said, "well dear that puts you one load behind little Jill over here." At which point he smiled, slapped Jill on the thigh and pulled his softening cock out of her. Dave, the only person in the room that has yet to cum was getting and expert cock sucking by Jill. When this happened, it put him right over the edge. He erupted his man juice into my wife's mouth almost instantly. She began jerking him fast and hard making sure she did not miss a drop. When he was done cumming he moved himself off of her and laid next to her side.At this point myself, Beth and Jim were on one bed with Beth between us. Dave was lying next to my wife and Doug was standing at the foot of their bed. Doug crawled up next to Jill and began kissing her freshly fuck mouth. Jill still had some cum in her mouth and Doug was kissing her moaning his enjoyment. At that point Beth sat up and turned doggie style. She threw one leg over Jims head and lowered her crotch right onto his face. With one hand she held herself steady, and she took his cock in her other hand and fed it into her mouth. From my vantage point I could see my cum dripping out of Beth's puffy pussy lips as Jim was licking her, vigorously eating every bit of cum that oozed out of her. With every little orgasmic eruption she had, a little more of my cum would flow out and into Jim's eagerly waiting mouth.Completely turned on by this sight I instantly got rock hard again and was weighing what relief options I had. I had only done it once before but I took this chance to get my own taste of cream pie. It was waiting for me across the room inside the freshly double fucked pussy of my wife. She was being groped and kissed on by Doug and Dave but her legs were spread wide open and her pussy was calling to me. I got out of the bed and went over to her. I climbed to my knees up to her and put my face into her pie and began slowly and softly kissing and licking her. Both Jim and Doug had buried their seed deep inside my wife and I began lapping up the cum that had been falling out of her. She was immediately receptive to this and broke into a hard orgasm with just a few minutes. I lapped up every drop of cum that came out of her enjoying every bit of it.Her orgasms subsided and my mouth was getting tired so I stood up and found my way to the bar for a quick drink. As I poured my drink I looked around. Jim and Beth in a 69 and Jill, Doug, and Dave where side by side kissing and fondling each other. It was a wonderful site to see. I took a chair with a nice view and enjoyed my drink as the action continued. I needed a breather because I knew, this was going to be a very long, very exciting night.To be continued...by Mikes49 ([email protected])/~Mikes49/ |
fertilewhitebelly.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/fertilewhitebelly.txt | Glory loves black cock. Married to her husband Danny for eleven years. They met straight out of college. Plans to start a family were held back until Danny finally got the position he wanted at his job. Hes making good money now and his wife was ready to start a family. Thats until Danny found out he couldnt conceive a child. After longs talks about adoption they finally forgot about having children after a couple years.Dannys boss was invited to dinner one evening. Mr. Blackwell is a middle aged black man. Danny was kind of turned on when he noticed his boss flirting with his wife. Danny invited his boss over for dinner a few more times watching his wife get cozier with his boss each time he came over. Finally, Danny confronted Glory about the way she was coming on to his bosses advances and ask her if she was turned on by this black man. She finally confessed to her husband that she always wondered what it would feel like having a big black cock inside her pussy. Danny and Glory fantasized about her fucking his black boss for the next several months. Danny even went out and bought a big black fake cock for his wife to play with.Glory decided to take it one step further when the boss was invited for dinner once again. As they sat of the sofa, the boss started resting his hand on Glorias thigh. A few minutes later and they were locked in a heated passionate kiss when Danny went out into the kitchen to mix new drinks.Glory winked at Danny when he returned and he knew that Glory wanted to fuck his boss. Danny being a gentleman pretended he was going to check on something in the garage as his wife continued to seduce his boss on the living room sofa. When Danny returned he found the sofa empty. He slowly walked up the steps to the second floor to find his lovely wife embraced in a hot passionate kiss while seated on the edge of their bed.Her blouse was loose and she was unbuttoning his bosses shirt. Dannys cock got hard as he watched the scene. Danny paced the hallway for a couple minutes and peeked back into the room only to see his boss sucking on one of Glorias hard nipples. Her head was tilted back and she held her hand on his bosses head as a moan of passion escaped her lips. Danny could hardly take in what he saw and turned away from the room again. He poked his hand inside his pants looking down at the floor almost afraid to look back inside their bedroom. When he did he got the shock of his life. Glory was down on her knees wearing just her heels, garter belt and stockings sucking on his bosses black cock. Dannys eyes widened when he saw how long and thick his bosses cock was. Glory was sucking him like a whore in heat cupping those huge massive black balls in her dainty little hands as she devoured that long black stick.Danny stroked his cock trying to imagine what it must have felt like getting his cock sucked by a married white woman. Danny watched the action and turned away again to stroke his meat so they wouldnt hear him in the hallway. Danny didnt want to cum yet so he stopped playing with himself and poked his head around the corner of the doorway again.Glory was on the bed now getting her pussy licked by his boss. Her legs up high in the air as his boss tickled her clit with his tongue. Danny could see that massive black cock throbbing below waiting for the moment it would find its way between Glorias pink married pussy lips.Dannys cock was pressed against the material of his pants as he listened to his wifes groans. His boss took his time to get her worked up and started moving upward until his cock was positioned between Glorias thighs. Danny watched as his boss held Glorias legs back and slipped his thick cock head between the crack of her wet pussy lips.He watched as his boss teased her a few times before inserting his cock between her pussy causing Glorys body to tense up from the pressure of having such a huge object stuck inside her pussy. Danny kept watching as his boss continued to slice deeper inside her pussy until he couldnt go any further inside. That giant ball sack was resting on the cheeks of her ass while he waited for Gloria to get accustomed to his size. He then started to withdrawal than lunged back inside making those large black balls slap against her married white ass.Danny watched as his wife held onto her black lover digging her long nails into his bosses bare back. She was screaming with passion as his boss picked up the speed. A few minutes later Danny heard Gloria scream out her first orgasm as his boss covered her mouth with his thick black lips. They remained locked in that heated kiss until Gloria had another orgasm. This time his boss came too sending his thick white hot potent sperm deep inside his wifes fertile belly.Danny watched as they lay there kissing with that huge black cock plugging up her pussy keeping all that potent sperm locked inside her belly. Her legs were still pushed back as his boss continued kissing his lovely blonde wife. His boss remained hard as rock as he flipped Gloria over on top of him. She started to ride his cock while trails of hot cum leaked out around his bosses massive pole. Gloria leaned down and locked lips with his boss as she rode his cock. It was a site to see as Danny stroked his much smaller cock until he came splashing his cum against the hallway wall. He peeked back inside the bedroom and saw that his boss begin to cum again. He watched as his boss held onto Glorias white ass as he sent another hot milky load of sperm deep inside her belly.Gloria sat on his boss kissing his face before finally climbing off. Danny decided he better head down stairs and waited for his wife and boss to come back down. Danny waited almost twenty minutes when his boss walked back into the room saying. You have a really nice place here. Your wife was just showing me around.Did he expect Danny to buy into that one? Well. For whatever reason his boss tried to brush off what just happened. Danny felt his boss was just trying to be polite. Gloria walked down the stairs a few minutes later. She was dressed and had combed her hair and reapplied her lipstick. She walked over and sat down next to Dannys boss smiling at him as she took hold of his hand.Danny? Would you please get us a new drink? I think Mr. Blackwell finished the last one.Danny confronted Gloria after his boss left and she confessed that she lead Mr. Blackwell up to their room. Danny wanted to fuck but Gloria was too sore. Danny got hard again when Gloria came to bed still smelling like she just got fucked. She did give him a blow job swallowing his hot cum before they fell asleep that night.It wasnt until four weeks later that Gloria found out she was pregnant. They invited Mr. Blackwell over for dinner and told him that she might be pregnant with his child. He promised Danny that hed take care of everything if the baby was born mixed. College fund was started the following week. Gloria gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Yes. He looked like his father, Mr. Blackwell and already had a fairly size dick for a little guyENDThank you for reading my story. If you would like to read my bio please visit: www.karenkayonline.com |
mynephewandmywife.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/mynephewandmywife.txt | It was my wife's birthday that weekend. I knew she wanted do something crazy, she always did. I encouraged her in her sexual adventures as much as I could. Egging her on and doing whatever I could to help. We were attending a family gathering at the beach. The kind of event were multiple generations get together to spend time. As the day drew to a close she let me know she was in the mood to mess around with a whisper. We looked around the ten or so relatives who remained. The options didn't look that good. That's when my nephew walked over to the fire and sat down. Barely 18, he wasn't a bad looking young man. My wife gave me "the look" and I knew that was going to be her goal for the evening. She made a big show out of telling everyone it was her birthday and she hoped they all had something for her. We sat around the fire and talked late into the night. Folks started leaving, headed back to their homes and tents. Eventually it came down to a few of us. This was her chance to proposition him. I excused myself to go put our little ones in bed and made sure I took the last relative with me, leaving my wife and my nephew alone on the beach. She moved over to the chair next to his and put her hand on his arm. Then she whispered in his ear "so what did you get me for my birthday?" He responded rather sheepishly, "I don't have anything for you, im sorry." That's when she made it obvious. "Sure you do, you have that nice hard cock you can give me!"That's when I returned to the fireside. My wife came over to me and told me she wanted to take him to the camper nearby. I turned to my nephew and said "sure, you two should go have fun!" My nephew looked shocked, almost the deer in the headlights look. My wife walked over and took his hand, guiding him to the nearby camper. This wasn't romantic, this was pure lust. They went inside and she reached for his pants immediately. She unbuckled his belt and pulled down his Levis as his hard dick sprang out. His pants were around his ankles in no time. My wife slid his young prick into her mouth and sucked his dick. The firelight from outside lit the inside of the camper as she worked his young tool with her mouth. His dick was average, around six inches and circumcised with a big head and firm balls. Hairy around the crotch with a firm set of thighs. He didn't need a lot of oral attention to be standing at full mast. As she sucked his dick, my wife undid her own pants in anticipation.From the campfire I could just make out the shadows through the big front window of the camper. I was fully erect imagining what was going on just feet away in the camper. My wife was working her magic with my nephew and the idea had my head spinning.Inside the camper my wife couldn't wait any longer to have that hard dick inside her. She let his dick slide out of her wet mouth and stood up, dropped her pants and panties, then bent over the counter. Shaking her wet pussy at my nephew she invited him to take her from behind. My nephew didn't skip a beat, his erection was doing the thinking for him. He quickly moved in behind her and rubbed the head of his hard prick against her pussy lips. My wife moaned in anticipation, "Take me!" The bulbous head of his penis spread her pussy lips as my nephew entered my wife. He fucked her furiously, hard and fast, pressing her against the counter. By firelight I watched the camper bounce back and forth with their passionate thrusts. I could see his outline but she had disappeared from view. I knew by the rhythmic motions, my nephew was giving it to my wife good. My wife moaned deep as they shared an earth shattering orgasm in the camper. My nephew thrust hard, balls deep into her wet pussy as he pumped his cum into her waiting cervix. Being a young man he pumped what seemed like ounces of cum into her as she came on his throbbing erection. As the cum ran down his firm balls and her thighs, they stay there frozen, motionless for what seemed like an eternity. Then he allowed his softening dick to slide out of her. The cum came dripping out of her pussy. He pulled up his pants and quickly left the camper without a word. She left his mess inside her and pulled up her panties and pants, straightened her hair and exited the camper a few minutes later. That evening we sat around the fire and talked about nothing for another hour. Then I took my wife to bed and fucked her cum filled pussy like there was no tomorrow. I enjoyed filling her with my cum knowing it was mixed with my nephews seed. What a birthday!END |
wolf6.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/wolf6.txt | WOLF MEETS GRANDMA - PART 1WOLF WITH HANSEL AND GRETEL - PART 2WOLF AND JACK - PART 3WOLF WITH THE TEN LITTLE INDIANS - PART 4WOLF WITH THE THREE LITTLE PIGS - PART 5WOLF MEETS LITTLE RED - PART 6Author's Note: This story is a work of fantasy fiction adapted from traditional fairy tales written as creative entertainment, and should not be viewed as more than a work of fiction. The Wolf stories tell of his intimate adventures from Grandma's point of view. ***Grandma Sara's Memoirs I went to visit my daughter's family on the other side of town. Barbara was a good daughter, housewife, and mother. Her husband Peter Rabenstroff was away on a hunting trip, as usual, so he was gone when I came for a visit, as usual. I knew he was a good man, and he provided well for Barbara and their daughter, but he could be home more if he wanted to. Sitting with her to discuss fashions and farm politics and what was happening back east, the issue of missing children came up. Barbara told me a brother and sister, Hansel and Gretel, had run away from home, they were gone quite awhile. Feigning ignorance, I asked for details, slyly watching my granddaughter for a reaction. Little Red (eleven year old Cherry), drawing in a sketch pad on the floor, was obviously listening. She turned to look when the name Gretel came up. Gretel and Cherry were friends in school Barbara, Cherry's mom and my daughter, mentioned that the two children used to get frequent whippings and abuse from their aunt and uncle, so she understood them running away, but she was worried just the same. She heard rumors in town that I had put them up for a few days, and Barbara wanted to know what my reaction was to that. "Mom, I know the law might have sent them to one of those horrible warehouse orphanages, so I think it was right to help them on their way if you could. Did you?" Knowing that Jack McCain told of mentioning what he had seen to friends in town, I felt the need to admit that Hansel and Gretel stopped for a few days, then continued on their way with what ever supplies we gave them. "Yes, Barbara, they showed up at my place, even stealing some pies because they were hungry. I put them up for a few days, then helped them escape to where that could find freedom."Cherry sat up from her sketch pad. "Grandma. Gretel was a friend of mine. Was she okay when you saw her?""She was fine. She was very friendly with us, especially with Wolf.""Gretel used to flirt with the boys at school," Cherry joined us at the table, "So I guess what I heard was true.""What did you hear?" Barbara asked her daughter."Nothing. Just that someone saw Gretel playing in the orchard with Mr. Wolf."I breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently Jack had not said too much. "Mr. Wolf was her friend. They liked to clean the horses together. He gave her an Indian necklace that she liked."Cherry beamed with curiosity, prepared to ask a battery of questions, but Barbara spoke first, "Tell me about Mr. Wolf. You seem to like him.""You've met him. I told you before that he is a good handyman to have around the place. He is always a gentleman.""There's a rosy color in your cheeks and more bounce to your step," Barbara sipped her drink, "Are you getting close to him.""Barbara. I can't answer that. I like him, and he is a hard working friend. But he is a wanderer. He showed up out of no where suddenly, and I know one of these days he will move on without warning. I accept that.""In the meantime, it is nice that you have a new friend. You have more color than I've seen since dad passed away fifteen years ago."Little Cherry added, "I'd like to meet Mr. Wolf.""One of these days," I said with reservations. Would I want Wolf to meet my granddaughter, knowing of his sexual fascination with little girls. I should keep them apart as much as possible to protect her from his charm. "At the next town social.""That's six weeks from now." Red complained, "How about I bring you cookies next weekend? I want to meet Mr. Wolf and ask him about Gretel."I hemmed and hawed then went on to other subjects, hoping Cherry would forget about it. All in all it was a nice afternoon's visit. The following weekend I dreaded Red coming for a visit, but nothing happened. I didn't say anything to Wolf about it. He was busy away most of the weekend helping the three Chinese pig girls get their place in order. I was happy with that, because when he came home in the evenings he was exhausted; too tired to make love to me. That was good, because the novelty of his sexual gymnastics had worn off, and I couldn't keep up with his amorous efforts. We were both over sixty. I wanted to cuddle and talk, but when he was energized he was raring to go physical again and again and again. Since I didn't want him to feel he had to move on, I played along with his games, but I was tired. It was good the Little Pig girls were there to keep him busy.During the next week we had an incident. He was in the barn cleaning the back shoes on one of the horses when something spooked that horse. It kicked Wolf, throwing across the barn, where he landed on a stack of wood posts. Limping back to the house as best he could, he was hunched over, holding his left arm, blood dripping from his left leg. I took him to town in the back of the wagon. There the doctor said he had a sprained elbow, a simple fracture of his leg, and a skull concussion. The doc put a cast on his leg, provided a sling for the arm, and advised at least two weeks in bed for the fracture to heal and time to know if the concussion was a problem. He offered to provide hospice care for him, but I took him home instead and put him to bed. I nursed him as best I could, helping him to the outhouse, the bath, the dinner table. On Saturday young Jack came calling with a surrey, offering to take me for a picnic ride through the forest. I was reluctant to leave, figuring Wolf needed my help, but Wolf insisted I go. There was food and a chamber pot beside the bed if he needed them, but what he wanted to do was sleep. Otherwise he would catch up with his continuing artwork in his sketchbook. Jack and I finished the barn chores with the animals. Then I checked in once more on Wolf. He was snoring, so I left.I had forgotten about Red, but she chose that Saturday to visit me. She had prepared a basket full of chocolate chip cookies just for me and my friend, and even stopped in the meadow on her walk to my place to pick a bouquet of flowers. Noticing particularly beautiful sunflowers across a creek, she removed her shoes and waded to them, picked a dozen sunflowers, then waded back to her basket. She slipped in the creek, falling on her side. Her dress, red cape, and hood were soaked and muddy. She put herself together and continued on her passage to the house. I wasn't anywhere around. Figuring I would be back from the orchard shortly, she got out of her dirty, damp clothes. She slipped into one of my shirts, to use as a gown. She washed her own outfit in the standing bathwater, then hung them out to dry on the front porch. Cherry found a vase, added water, and set it on the table with the flowers she found. She also placed her basket full of cookies on the table. Finally she decided to go to the extra bedroom to rest and wait for me to come back. When she opened the bedroom door, she was shocked. Wolf was stretched out in the bed fast asleep. She popped a hand to her gapping mouth to keep from squealing in surprise. The shock was only momentary. Wolf was asleep, stretched out with a cast on the left leg, a sling holding his left arm, and the top of his head bandaged with wrappings of gauze. Cherry immediately figured out who he was, and her shock changed to empathy when she realized how badly he was hurt. On top of the blankets wearing only boxer shorts, the sleeping sixty year old seemed harmless, helpless and in need of rest.She was about to close the door behind her when she noticed a stack of sketch books on the floor beside his bed. She should leave them be until someone offered to share them, but her curiosity got the best of her. She looked more closely. The top two books were titled "Ten Little Indians" and "Sara's Farm". Figuring that one was something new about grandma's place, she picked it up the fifty page sketch book, and took it to the table to look at it, being careful not to disturb the sleeping patient. The first few pages were talented pencil renditions of grandma in front of her house and preparing pies. The next two shocked the little girl; sketches of grandma naked, smiling from her bed. Cherry glanced at Wolf sleeping beyond the open bedroom doorway. Grandma posed naked for a strange man. Shocking. The next drawing surprised her again, a portrait of Gretel with her brother Hansel. They had been there. On the next page was an image of Gretel showering in the barn, the shadows and highlights of her nude little body well rendered.Cherry was really surprised by an image of Gretel bent over a bale of hay with Wolf's likeness mounting her from the back. What should she think of Gretel now? The shock value ebbed as Cherry continued turning pages for sketches of Hansel having oral sex with grandma, more naked pictures of Gretel and Hansel. Then there were artworks of more people. Young Jack McCain swimming naked with Grandma, and an unfamiliar Indian lady posing. The collection included several images of three oriental girls at a pig farm, some portraits, some nude, some of them having sex with Wolf including one with the youngest, bare below the waist, snuggling with Wolf on horseback.As her review of the book neared the end, she heard noises. In the bedroom she could see Wolf was mumbling in his sleep. Apparently he was dreaming. From the kitchen table it was obvious his was an erotic dream; the fly to his boxers was open with an erect manhood sticking straight up. She stared at the aroused sleeper for several minutes, then got up to get a closer look.Wolf was waking a little. With his eyes closed, he reached down with his free hand to grasp his erection. Cherry stood silently staring at the first erection she'd ever seen, wondering what would happen next. His breathing became rapid, in step with the pumping motion of his hand on his manhood. Liquid started to dribble from the head as his hips squirmed. Then his hips shook as he began squirting, an eruption that elicited an involuntary yell from Cherry.Wolf's eyes opened, there was a momentary disorientation as he stared at the curious visitor. Then he smiled. Stretching and yawning, his eyes were barely opened when she notice him looking back at her. She dashed from the room. Cherry then slowly returned to the door, sticking her red curly head in the opening. "Hello."Wolf's eyes opened a little wider to study the intruder. His cast, sling, and head bandage made clear that he was too badly hurt to be a threat. He responded, "You must be Little Red.""I was looking for Grandma Sara." She stepped through the doorway, hugging her abdomen. The blouse she was using for a robe wasn't large enough to cover everything. The bottom of her hips displayed her bare, bright pink hairless pussy."This is Grandma's house," His eyes widened a little. His erection had wilted, but the mess was all over him. "You're in the right place.""Grandma," Little Red decided to play along with Wolf, "What large eyes you have.""The better to see my Little Red." He grinned, motioning with his uninjured arm, "Come on over and hug me."She took a step and a half. "What big hands you have." With her hands dropping to the hem of the blouse, she became aware how exposed she was. She thought of leaving the room, but he was exposed too, and based on the sketch book he was familiar with the nude form of every woman who came by grandma's house.He smiled at the naked hips of little girl before him. "The better to hold you, if you want." She didn't know how to react, her worried look melted to one of curiosity, "Grandma, do you have that toy for me?" she stared a the wet mess on his shortsWolf glance at the evidence of an erection, then back at the exposed young vagina. His penis rose again. "I'm too broken to do much for now, but you can hold my toy if you want, Little Red. I would like that.""I think you knew my friend Gretel." She held out the sketch book in her hand. "Did she play with your toy?""Gretel was my friend." He took his art book from her, then lay back with his head on the pillow, "We made love in some creative ways."Cherry sat at the edge of the bed, then reached out to touch the erection. In doing so she had mixed feelings, but if grandma and Gretel could have sex with Mr. Wolf, why shouldn't she. The penis was hard, warm, wet, and felt strange."Grasp it with your hand," Wolf suggested as he reached to put his free hand on her knee. As a patient with limited mobility he couldn't reach any further, but she did as instructed and started whipping the shaft the way he had done minutes earlier.Wolf suggested she climb on top of him, since his manhood was designed to slip inside her opening. Doing as he asked, she lay prone on him, rubbing her hips around on his so that his erection was constantly rubbing along her slit. Eventually, she sat up, balanced herself over the tip of his rod, then slowly sank over it. She stopped briefly when muscle resistance created difficulty, but when she did, he bucked up violently, forcing his way inside. This time he moved more slowly, allowing Little Red to make love to him. She started raising and lowering her hips as best she could. Once again he enjoyed climactic pleasure surges shared with a young virgin, bursting within a few minutes to fill her with his seaman. After his climax he was so tired that he just lay under her and went limp, while she continued to work on her cascading pleasure surges. Cherry then chose to lay quietly snuggling on Wolf's chest chattering about how good it felt. However, with so many medical troubles, he was exhausted. Laying back with a girl snuggling on him he went to sleep. She enjoyed the peaceful embrace, also drifting into a light nap. I came back half an hour later. I had Jack take the carriage to the barn to clean the horse. It had been a memorable ride, and this time we behaved ourselves and enjoyed a picnic near a waterfall. With him leaning against a tree, I laid back into him talking about New York, my hometown back east. He listened carefully, asking me about city life details, and occasionally making jokes. My concentration on my stories about New York got distracted when his hand reached around to begin fondling my breasts. His gentle squeezing of my melons felt good, and created an aroused anticipation as I contemplated what was to come. Erotic tingling surged within when he started stroking my nipples, which was good for awhile, but I decided to slow him down. I preferred a little bit of eroticism to the sexual over indulgence that tires me after awhile. Jack didn't seem to mind, so we sat talking about New York, watched the waterfall, and cuddled with his hands exploring my breasts. I enjoyed it with that limit accepted. Anyway, back at the place, while Jack saw to the horses, I went in the house to check on Wolf. I found Wolf in his bed sleeping deeply. Little Red, wearing one of my blouses that was too short to cover her hips, was stretched on his chest with Wolf still inside her. She opened her eyes, then displayed an expression of shock at seeing me. Without disturbing Wolf's slumber, she carefully raised her hips for his limp cum covered penis to pull out of her and drop to his legs. Without waking him she got off of him and down from the bed. She had a very worried look on her face. Avoiding eye contact with me, she used a wash rag to clean the sticky fluids from her legs, recovered her still damp dress and underwear, and quietly changed from my blouse to her own clothes.I was upset. This time Wolf took advantage of my innocent little granddaughter. How could I explain this to Barbara? If Cherry's dad found out, he would kill Wolf. I was angry with myself for allowing this to happen. I was about to blurt out some angry accusations, but held my tongue. Wolf was a convalescent guest with a broken body. Although he was overtly attracted to little girls, I had seen enough to know he didn't force any action, he just took advantage of opportunities. He was a hard working, compassionate friend who brought a lot of excitement into my life. If I got angry with him for this, he would conclude it was time to move on. I didn't want to lose Wolf, or Jack for that matter. It was best not to say much more than advice Cherry to be careful. I told her that of course sex was fun and exciting, but that nature designed it to get girls pregnant. I didn't have to worry, because I was past menopause, but she should only do it with men she was prepared to get pregnant from, or else take precautions to prevent pregnancy. I then told her how to do that.An hour later Cherry and I were busy preparing a dinner of pork chops we got from the Pig sisters. Jack volunteered to do the barnyard chores with the animals, while Wolf, still incapacitated and walking with a crutch, one arm in a sling, and a little woozy with the concussion, joined us at the table. All he could do was entertain us with funny stories, drink coffee, and sit sketching in his book. The sketch he was attempting was of Little Red and me cooking dinner. For a simple pencil sketch it was very well done, displaying far more talent than I could ever hope to muster. Little Red was especially captivated by his artwork, praising his results, asking for advice to improve her own abilities. After finishing that sketch, he pulled the sheet from the sketchbook and gave it to her. He also drew a portrait of just her, and gave that to her The pork chop dinner was tasty, and the conversations were lively, informative, and funny with all parties being careful not to speak about their romantic interests. After dinner I had Jack give Red a ride home. I was going to talk to Wolf, but he went right to bed and passed out.During the week that followed Wolf improved dramatically. He made his own decision to remove the sling and the head bandage, and about Wednesday the doc removed his leg cast, advising him to take it easy for at least another week. Wolf hobbled about on his sore leg as best he could, doing his barnyard and handyman chores as best he could. I thought about having him sleep with me, but his painful arm, leg, and head made it difficult to cuddle comfortably, and I knew if I attempted sexual intercourse it would last only a short time, and I would be sore between the legs the next day. We ended up sleeping in separate beds the way we did originally. I could hear his squeaky bed springs occasionally. On Saturday Jack returned with Red for another visit. Wolf was planning to take a few things over to the Pig sisters, but Jack offered to do that for him, as Jack was hoping to escort me for a picnic. Little Red, bringing her own basket of goodies for grandma, was actually hoping to get Wolf to give her some drawing lessons. He agreed if she would first help him with the animal chores. Jack and I drove to the Pig farm, giving them a bushel of apples and some farm supplies that asked for. The Pig sisters were disappointed that Wolf was not with us. Though unspoken, I understood their amorous disappointment. They would have Wolf later. From there Jack and I trekked to the mountain lake to harvest more blackberries, to enjoy a picnic lunch, and to once again to go swimming naked together. Once again I felt like a naughty little girl as Jack fondled my breasts, sucked on the nipples, tongue washed my oh-so wet and ready love canal. Laying on a blanket spread across the meadow grass, I drew him into me. He gingerly mounted me, guiding his stiff tool into me, the pumped in and out creating pulsating erotic sensations for me as he climaxed, squirted his juices, softened while in me. He then revived and did it again at least three times.We got cleaned up and back to the place in late afternoon. I was apprehensive about what I might find, but Wolf was busy chopping wood. Jack took the horse loose from the wagon to feed and water him, as I went in the house to check on Red and start dinner. Red was at the table with her own sketch pad making drawings. I noticed under the table she sat there with no panties, her bald little slit still oozing what she had experienced while I was out with Jack."Does Jack know about you fooling around with Wolf?""Grandma! Of course not.""Then put on some underwear before he comes in the house."She got up to do just that, as I sat down to look at her art work. Red's sketches lacked the talent of Wolf, but she was pretty good. There were drawings of the room, of chickens, and of fruit dishes. She also had sketches of Wolf, a portrait, a picture of him standing fully dressed, and one of him naked as a baby. "You did a lot of drawing."With her outfit corrected, she returned to the table grabbing hold of one of Wolf's art pads from a shelf. "Here is what he drew, based on what I asked." She opened it to the latest sketches. A couple of pictures of her face, one with the sleepy, smiling expression of ecstasy. A full frontal nude portrait was followed by a picture of Red bent over naked holding a chair, with Wolf pushing into her slit from behind. "Don't worry, grandma. I took that birth control medicine you gave me."Closing the sketch pad, "Okay, Cherry, we both misbehaved. Don't show this to Jack, and don't let your folks know. We will both be in big trouble if you do."Red heeded my warning the next few days, but she went home with a few of Wolf's drawings slipped in with hers. At the end of the week, when her dad was in her room looking for something he was missing, he happened upon her sketch pad. Figuring out what his little girl was involved with, he got angry. He screamed at Barbara for not watching out for Little Red, and when Red came home he started beating her with a switch, berating her as a cheap whore, and threatening to go after grandma. Peter Rabenstroff, as a hunter, couldn't deal with Wolf or me for a couple of days because he had to go to the next town for a business meeting, but he seethed with rage. When he got back he would go after that molester with his guns.Barbara was scared for her daughter, for me, for Wolf, and for what her husband planned to do. She wrote a letter of explanation, sending it via Jack to me. To avoid a fight he didn't want, Wolf decided it was time to move on. When Red's dad showed up, Wolf was long gone. Peter berated me for what I had done to his little girl, then started out tracking Wolf. He tracked Wolf for a week, but never picked up the trail. Wolf was too good at evading trouble.In time Peter's rage calmed down, and he started dealing with me again. Barbara and Little Red once again would come for visits on weekends. I continued to occasionally have naughty episodes with Jack, when he wasn't entertaining other big busted women. I missed Wolf. A few months after he left I got a letter from that Raven Indian women who knew Wolf. Wolf was staying in a hold trapper's cabin on Indian land. The maidens who knew him years ago were all looking out for him, because they considered him more than a friend. They were even getting little maidens to visit him to keep him happy. Bluebird wrote that Wolf had asked her to send me a note of thanks for all I had done for him.I shared the letter with Little Red and the three Pig sisters, since they all asked once in awhile about Wolf. Now that we know where he is, we're all planning a trip in the Spring to try to find him again. 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 52 |
out.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/out.txt | We moved into the apartment in June. Just one year of marriage and this was our second apartment. We liked the first apartment but something happened there that really upset both of us and we moved out. The landlord lived below us. He was a widower. I figured he was around fifty years old. He seemed nice enough at first but he kept getting more and more friendly. He was always around. I guess Patty and I were pretty dumb not to see what was going on right away. He was actually making passes at Patty. All of it was sort of low key and nothing you could really put your hand on.He did stuff like come up to the apartment early in the morning right after I would leave for work and tell Patty he needed to inspect the apartment. We knew that he had the right to as it stated in our lease so Patty would let him in. She told me that she was very uncomfortable because she would not have had time to get dressed and she would be wearing her shortie nighty and a light robe. She told me that he spent a lot of time in our bedroom and in our bathroom and then he would come into the kitchen and sit and talk to her about all kinds of stuff. He kept telling her that if she needed anything he would be glad to help her out anytime. She said he would take her arm and pat her on the shoulder. Then one day I came home and Patty was sitting the kitchen. She was acting nervous and sort of wringing her hands. I sat down across from her. "What's up?" I asked. "Don't be mad at me," she whispered. "For what?""I-I kissed him.""You what?" "Well no, I mean he kissed me and I let him. It sort of happened before I knew what he was going to do." "What the hell are you talking about?" I shouted." "Calm down," She said she was angry that I was upset. "I told you it was not my fault. He hugged me the way he has done a couple of times before and then he sort of caught me off guard. He sort of trapped me between him and the sink and kissed me."I didn't know what to say. I stared at her. "Are you ok?" I queried. "Ok? Yea, I guess so," she replied, looking down at the floor. I looked at her lips. I envisioned his lips pressing against hers. I thought about him pinning her against the sink and putting his mouth on hers. Her lips were wet and soft. I felt a stirring in my pants. I was angry with myself for the feelings the thought of him kissing her brought in me. I don't know where the question came from. "Did it feel good? I mean did it feel like me kissing you? I mean was it different?"She looked at me and touched her lips. "I don't know," she said. We made the decision to move and move we did that very weekend. What is the hell was going on I thought to myself. This guy is trying to get my wife in bed? Did that old man think he could take my young wife to bed? What would she have done if he had trapped her in the bedroom and touched her and - Oh God, I couldn't think of the possibilities. I felt the stirring in my pants again. I tried to turn off the thoughts but they kept coming. I envisioned her in her shorty night gown lying across the bed with that lecherous old man leaning over her and pushing her nighty up. I imagined him lying between her legs and his ass going up and down, in and out putting his dick in her. What would she be doing? Would she be resisting or would she be moaning and enjoying the dick moving in and out of her. I wondered if his dick was bigger than mine. We had a problem in that department. I was small and it was hard to please her. She never said anything but I knew it. I even stuffed a condom with toilet tissue once to make me bigger. I tried to do it without her knowing but she knew something was wrong and caught me. She didn't like it. I knew stuff like that went on in the world, guys trying to have sex with other guy's wives but I never thought it would happen to us.I felt both a sense of relief and a bit of a disappointment when we moved. I was ashamed to admit even to myself that I was wondering what would have happened if we had continued to live there. So we moved, like I said, in June. The AC didn't work. Damn! if it wasn't one thing it was another. When I got home from work we spent the evenings sitting on the stoop.That was how we met Jessie. Jessie had a townhouse. He was an owner where a lot of people there were tenants. Jessie was around 40 I guess. He told us he had never married. Patty met him before I did. He didn't work. I don't know why. Maybe he was rich I didn't know but he stayed home most of the time. Then he came over and gave Patty some strawberries. Picked them himself, he said and they would be good with ice cream on a hot day.Jessie was a golfer. I didn't know a thing about golf. patty had played when she was a little girl. She still had a set of clubs.Jessie offered to take us golfing and I declined. Patty accepted. I was a bit surprised that she did. she was usually more reserved. They were gone all day that Saturday and Patty came home happy and tired. She said Jessie was good and had given her some lessons and they were going to play again the next weekend. I didn't really mind. Patty was a lot of fun and she was very pretty with her red hair and I was sure Jessie was loving sporting her in front of all the other guys at the golf course. After all he was 40 or better and old enough to be her father.Saturday's tee time was 8:am so Patty was up early and gone before I even got out of bed. I expected them back by noon but it was closer to three before they returned. "Why so late?" I asked."Oh we stopped for a drink at the club house with Jessie's friends." "Really!?" "Yea, there were like five guys in the clubhouse and they all knew Jessie. They were a lot of fun."I was jealous, so the following Saturday I invited myself along. Jessie didn't seem to mind and Patty was anxious to show me her improved golf game. Well two to a cart so I was odd man out. I had a cart and Jessie and Patty shared one. I duffed along as best I could and watched Jessie and Patty laughing and joking and hugging each other after a good shot. Then I noticed that Jessie spent most of his time in the cart with his hand on Pattie's leg. Since she was wearing a short golfing skirt that meant that his hand was on the bare skin of her thigh. I began to situate my cart so that I could better observe what was going on between the two of them. He hugged her and patted her leg on the fifth hole for making par. He accentuated the pat on my wife's leg with a squeeze of her thigh and a hug and a peck on the cheek on the sixth. He sent me back to the clubhouse for drinks on the ninth. When I returned to the resting place I discovered Patty and Jessie and three other guys all in the hut laughing and fooling around. Patty ws sandwiched between Jessie and some guy I had never seen before.When I entered the hut Jessie introduced me around and the guy who was now standing with his arm around Pattie's shoulder complimented me on having such a sexy wife. I thought the word sexy was not appropriate but no one else seemed to notice it including Patty.There was a cooler and ice and whiskey. there were those bottled mixed drinks with 12 percent alcohol content. Patty hardly ever drank. She was tipsy. She was asking for another when I walked in. My wife was the center of attention. All the guys seemed to be taking turns standing by her and putting their arm around her. What the heck. I downed a couple of beers and one of those mixed things in a bottle. I wanted to have fun too. We played the back nine and I was exhausted. The booze was taking it's toll. We stopped into the clubhouse for another round which turned into three before everyone who was in the hut made it back to the club house.Patty was again the center of attention. Some of the guys left and I was very pleased when Jessie whispered in my ear that we needed to get out of there. He confided in me that a couple of the guys wee getting to fresh with Patty and we needed to get her home. He then confided in me that he had invited a couple of the guys to come with us and we would end the day with a cook out on his patio.Jessie's living room was dark and soft. That is the best way I can describe it. I lasted about five minutes after we arrived. The booze, the fresh air and the exercise got me. I passed out on his sofa.I woke to a dark room and voices. I lay very still trying to get my bearings. I realized that Patty was on the matching sofa across the room. She was there between two of Jessie's buddies. One of them had his arm around her. They were talking softly. She was giggling and pushing at the guy to her right who had his arm around her. Not hard pushing, just playful pushing.I listened and my ears burned with what they were hearing. "Come on those tits are not real." A giggle. "Oh yes they are." "Nah." "Oh yes." "Ok prove it." "Let me see them."More giggles."No way." More giggles and more playful shoving. I peered into the low light. The guy on her left reached up and sort of caressed her left breast. She jumped and squealed, "Stop it!"More giggles. "We just want to settle the argument so just relax and let me prove it one way or the other. I'll give you twenty bucks of the fifty I have bet that those are your real tits."More giggles. "Ok."I couldn't believe my ears. Patty had just given that total stranger permission to feel her breasts!"Ok give me the twenty." "I've got another ten if I can kiss them.""No way!""Relax." Giggles. He was leaning down and I realized that he ws kissing her breasts. Not only was he kissing her breasts he had moved her blouse aside and was kissing her exposed nipple! I felt the stirring in my pants again.I stared intently into the dim light as the scene unfolded in front of me. I could hear Patty protesting in a not very convincing way as one of the guys, the one who had been kissing her tit pressed her to the sofa behind the guy sitting to her right. The guy on her right just moved to the floor and kneeled by the sofa. A hand slid up her leg taking her short skirt with it. I could see my wife's panties. The guy kneeling on the floor took her leg in his hands and pulled until her foot was resting on the floor. The guy who had pressed her down on the sofa ws laying between her legs all of a sudden! His hand roamed across her bare hip and up under her skirt. I heard her gasp and saw his wrist working in a circular motion. He was touching Patty's vagina! Why was I frozen in place. I was mesmerized by what was going on in front of me with the two guys and my young wife. Patty's legs were bare. He was on top of her kissing her. He was pulling at her breast that he had managed to get completely out of her blouse. patty was meekly protesting and pushing at his chest. the guy on the floor was running his hand up and down her leg, pausing at her crotch with every pass to press on her pussy.Patty's protests were muffled by the guy lying on top of her when he put his mouth over hers and began to kiss and suck on her mouth. All I could hear was a muffled noise coming from her. I don't know why I didn't jump up and put an end to the activities going on in front of me but I lay there becoming more and more aware of the painful erection I had developed. "You in?" It was a question from the guy on the floor. He was holding Patty's leg apart from the other. I realized the guy on top had loosened his pants and was making thrusting motions with his hips. He was fucking patty! "Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh god, yes!" I could hear the pleasure in her voice.Then I head him, "Oh fuck! I'm in and you've got one hell of a tight pussy! Oh fuck this is delicious."With each thrust patty grunted as the air was pushed out of her. "Uh, uh, uh. YES!, of fuck YES!"He was fucking my little wife right there in front of me.My hand snaked down my front and into my pants. I gripped my aching cock and squeezed. The guy on top of her slammed into her a couple of times extra hard and then froze. He was cumming! His groans filled room. Patty's head was back at an awkward angle. The veins in her neck were standing out. My wife was making little wheedling sounds and thrusting her hips back at her seducer. He grasped her hips, one in each hand and held her steady as he drove one more time as deep into her pussy as he could and jerked spasmodically as he splattered his seed deep in her cunt.He moved back to a kneeling position and then slid back making room for his friend who had remained at their side for the whole show. the second guy quickly moved between her legs and ignoring her protests he used his hand to insert himself into her heated pussy. He began to fuck her with a rhythm that she soon matched.This time it was her body that jerked and thrust as she wrapped her arms around the new assailant and held him close to her as she soaked and greased his driving cock with her glorious climax.They left only after they had both gave her a parting kiss and a squeeze of her swollen cunt. She lay there breathing deeply, her hands overlapping her pussy as if to protect it from another assault. I didn't want her to know that I had witnessed the whole thing. That I was laying there with my cum soaked pants trying to regulate my own breath so that she could not hear me breathing and remember that I existed.The room was very quite. I sensed that she was sleeping. My mind was whirling. How did all of this happen. My innocent wife had just been fucked by two guys she didn't even know. After all of the conversation about our past landlord, all of the concerns, she just spread her legs and fucked two guys.It was then that Jessie entered the room. Oh god, I thought. Is he going to fuck her now? He padded softly across the room. I realized that he had taken his shoes off. He came and stood beside me. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I sensed him looking down at me. then I felt his hand. He touched my leg. He felt near my crotch. He chuckled. "Timmy." He whispered my name. "Timmy!" more urgently this time. I pretended to suddenly awake. I whispered, "Oh hi, where is everyone? Is the party over?" He smiled down at me in the dim light."Feels like you were having your own little party," he whispered. He emphasized his words by pressing his hand into the wet spot around my crotch. "W-what?" I could not think of anything to say. "It's ok, I know. Patty told me about your last landlord. You both just needed the time and place to be yourselves." "W-what do you mean?" I stuttered. "Here, let me show you," he murmured. I felt as he took my hand and placed it on his pant leg. I immediately felt the bulge under it. I jerked my hand back. "Wait a minute, it's ok. Just relax. I want to show you something." He took my hand again and returned it to the bulge in his pants. He held my hand there. "Did you watch Eddie and Jeff fuck Patty?" I nodded in the dark. "I want to hear you say it. did you watch them fuck your wife?""Yes.""Yes. Did you enjoy it?" I was silent. "You did. I know you did." Again he emphasized his words by pressing against the wet spot around my crotch. "You want to watch me fuck her? Here feel this."My hand was returned to the bulge in his pants. "Think she can handle this?' He chuckled. "I have an idea. Why don't you handle it for her? Her tight little pussy must be worn out by now. Here touch it." He still had my hand and now he slid it inside the opening in his pans. I felt the shock of warm flesh against my knuckles and jerked my hand back. "No, no," he cautioned. "Just relax." Again he returned my hand to his opening and this time I did not resist. I felt my knuckles brushing against the warm flesh. "Turn your hand around," he instructed me.I did. I now felt his cock with my fingertips. "Take it," he said. "Take it like you are going to jerk it off." I did as he instructed. I turned my head to peer into the dark in the direction of my drunken sleeping wife. I felt nervous sweat on my upper lip. I was anxious and afraid at the same time. "You need to do this for me and this night will always be our secret," he whispered into my ear.I could feel his breath on the side of my face and then I felt his tongue, wet and warm brush against my ear lobe. "I am going to fuck your mouth," he whispered in a quite matter of fact way. "No!" I protested. "I don't do that." "It's ok. It's just between you and me. You'll be doing Patty a favor because," he hesitated. "Now listen, if you don't suck me off I'm going to wake her up and make her suck me off." He grasped a handful of my hair and forcefully turned my face to him. I felt the bulbous end of his cock pressing against my cheek. He used his hand to slide it back and forth across my face. I lay motionless with my head jammed as hard against the sofa as I could get it. I was trying to avoid the slick smoothness of his cock head as it glided across my cheeks and around my lips until it came to rest with the head pressing gently against my pursed lips. He pressed forward and I opened my mouth to receive him. His cock was big. I made an "O" with my mouth and it didn't seem big enough. My tongue was in the way as he pushed further into my mouth. I stopped breathing at fist and then realized that I could breath thru my nose. It was not as I had expected. I could feel the hardness and the softness of his cock all at the same time. I tested it's texture with the end of my tongue. He moaned when I did. I was inexplicably pleased that I had pleased him. I felt the saliva building in my mouth as his cock began to work it's way slowly back and forth. It was sliding along the inside of my cheeks and going deeper into my mouth until I panicked as I felt the head fill my throat. "Relax," He hissed. I did. He fucked my mouth and I tongued his shaft slithering in and out until I felt him stiffen. I felt the vibrations of his cum trailing along the length of his shaft until it burst into my throat filling my airway. I thought I was going to choke or drown until I began to swallow quickly and repeatedly. I sucked him dry as though I had sucked a hundred cocks.He withdrew his sagging cock from my mouth and stood up. "Good boy," he said. "When I fuck Patty tomorrow, perhaps you would like to join us? I think Patty would be fascinated watching you clean my cock off after I've fucked her. She might like to watch me fuck your ass too."He left and I fell asleep worrying and wondering about what the new day would bring.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 50 |
accidental.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/63/accidental.txt | My brother, Tom, worked with my husband. They were friends before I ever got married, always meeting after work and having a couple of beers. As a matter of fact, it was through Tom that I had met Doug. As time progressed, it seemed that the two of them were inseparable. In fact, Tom often spent the night, with the two of them going to work together the next morning, sharing the same car. I came home from work one day, exhausted from a day dealing with dumb customers and stupid supervisors. I needed a shower very badly. I passed by the bathroom and heard the shower running. I opened the bathroom door and took off my clothes, intending to surprise my husband in the shower. Through the frosted glass door, I could see his fleshy form, and could even make out the dark patch of his pubic hair. I opened the shower door, and there stood my brother, Tom, naked, his hard cock jutting straight out. His hands moved down immediately to cover his cock, and then he noticed that I was stark naked. His eyes went to breasts, then my pussy. I didn't cover myself, and he uncovered his hard cock. I just stood there, dumbly, staring at him. It was a surprise to find my brother jacking off in the shower, I suppose, and it kind of turned me on, too. Just at that moment, Doug appeared in the bathroom door. His eyes widened. "Well!" he said. "What have I been missing out on?" It was difficult to explain. I started telling him that it was an accident, and I hid my tits and pussy from Tom. Doug looked at me, then at Tom, and then actually pulled my hands away. Looking at Tom's hard cock, he pulled me toward the shower. "Come on, get in with him," he said. I stood there dumbfounded, but turned on, nonetheless. I really didn't know what he had in mind. Then, he started taking off his clothes, and I could see his growing hard-on, a throbbing, full-masted hard-on! I got in the shower with my brother, my husband following me. It was crowded in the shower with the three of us, and Tom turned to me, his hard cock pressing against my hip. Doug grabbed a bar of soap and started rubbing my back with it, and then handed it to Tom. With a smile, Tom worked up a lather and then pressed his hands against my tits. Doug's hard cock pressed against my ass, and I knew that the sight of Tom playing with my tits really turned on my husband. That turned me on like nothing else, too! I felt his cock move between my legs as he slowly bent me over, pushing me toward Tom's cock. Tom's hard dick was sticking straight up, pointing at me, throbbing. The sight of another man's hard dick really thrilled me for some reason, and I reached out and touched the giant, bulbous purple head of it. Tom took a step toward me, and Doug pushed my head farther down. His cock was now right in my face, and I opened my mouth and let him push the head of his cock into my mouth, just as Doug shoved his cock in my wet pussy from behind. I then had my husband fucking me while I was sucking my brother's cock. I opened my mouth really wide, moving my head down on his fat dick, and I actually got his hard cock all the way to the back of my throat. I felt Doug's dick shoved in to me, all the way to his balls. He began thrusting in and out of me as I started bobbing my head up and down on Tom's dick. He pulled and pushed me as he fucked me, moving my whole body back and forth. I didn't even have to move my head up and down on my brother's hard dick --- Doug was doing that for me. I had never had two men at once like that, and it was a new, sexual thrill. I had never felt anything like it, and there was nothing to which I could compare it. Especially, I think, was the thought that it was a taste of forbidden fruit, having my brother's dick in my mouth as my husband fucked me. I heard Doug begin to moan behind me, animal-like sounds escaping his throat. I felt his cock suddenly enlarge deep in my cunt, and he began to cum, his hot jism filling my pussy. Tom reached behind me and grabbed the back of my head, thrusting his hips forward and back again, fucking me in the mouth with his hard cock. His dick literally exploded with cum in my mouth. I could feel his heavy balls tighten and raise up just before he shot his load. He continued thrusting his cock into my mouth gently, till his cock stopped shooting cum. He then pulled his cock out of my mouth. He lowered himself to the tiled floor of the shower, moving his head beneath me. I could feel his tongue move to my cunt, with Doug's dick still buried deep inside me. His tongue flicked at my clit, and I came, my body jerking and swaying as I came. Then, we jumped out of the shower and dried each other off. Still looking at each other's bodies as if it were the first time we had ever seen a naked person, we ran to the bedroom. And, I do mean, ran to the bedroom, we were so horny. It thrilled me to watch two naked men with hard-ons running. I'd never seen that before. We jumped on the bed, and I knelt in the middle of the bed. Doug knelt in front of me and stuck his cock in my mouth, and Tom entered my wet pussy from behind. I had Tom behind me now, and Doug in front of me. I sucked on Doug's cock while Tom fucked me from behind. Tom moved in and out of my cunt hard as fast, grabbing my ass and pulling, then pushing me. I could feel his balls slap against my pussy lips with every thrust. Doug pushed his cock all the way to the back of my throat. I felt it jerk and expand, and my mouth was once again filled with his hot, creamy cum. Then Tom pulled out of my cunt and came around to my front, and I grabbed his cock, sucking on Doug's softening dick for a little while, then Tom's fat, hard cock. Tom shot his load all over my face, where it mixed with Doug's, and I licked at both cocks, trying to suck up all the cum that was dripping down their cocks and my chin. Then Doug moved my body, laying me down and spreading my legs. I felt both of their faces move to my crotch as I closed my eyes. There were tongues lathing my pussy, two of them at once, and they moved around quickly. I didn't know whose tongue belonged to Tom, and whose was Doug's? I just knew that I was in heaven, with two hot guys eating my pussy at once. I came, a mind-blowing orgasm shaking my body. I came and came, with a tongue occasionally flicking out and touching my clit. Then, we rested for awhile. We lay and played with one another for awhile, and then we were ready for more sex. I was fucked in more positions than I can remember. Tom moved in with us after that, not even bothering to put on the charade of keeping his own place. Every woman should have two men, in case one is tired after a hard day's work. END |
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