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pleasingherboss.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/pleasingherboss.txt	It was another hot day in the Florida sunshine. Keith looked up at the clear blue sunshiny sky as he closed his tool box up for the last time. He'd been working down in Southwest Florida for the past several months working on construction sites. He was really going to miss this hot weather. Sometimes it became a little unbearable in the summer but you couldn't beat working outside here during the winter months.Keith couldn't wait to get back home to his wife Michelle. He sat down on the tailgate of his pickup truck starring out at the apartment building he'd been working on for the past several weeks. He thought back to that night eight months ago when he abruptly packed up and left home. He and Michelle had been arguing. After 7 years of marriage things were getting tense in their household. He and Michelle met in college at U of M and soon got married after they both graduated that same year. Michelle worked as a business administer at a small manufacturing company in the Detroit area. She lost her job soon after her company merged with another firm so she became a housewife and wanted to start a family before seeking new employment. Keith was self employed and worked in home inspection. He also did consulting on construction projects that took him around the country at times.Keith didn't have any objection to the idea of having kids so they pretty much started the first night Michelle was unemployed. Sex was great but sometimes Keith came home from working long hours and couldn't manage to have sex some nights. This made Michelle kind of angry at first. She started accusing Keith of messing around with another woman but later found out it wasn't true. Then she started getting frustrated when Keith couldn't obtain an erection. She began to feel that she wasn't turning him on sexually anymore.Keith told her that was far from the truth so they finally paid a visit to their family doctor who confirmed David had a medical issue that prevented him from getting an erection 90% of the time. It wasn't that he wasn't aroused he just couldn't maintain a hard enough erection to have intercourse with Michelle.Michelle understood. They found ways around it having sex in other ways. Michelle loved to suck Keith's cock and had no problem getting him to cum that way. He just couldn't get rock solid hard. She developed a taste for cum and loved getting into a "69" position with her husband. It became her favorite thing during sex. Keith brought a vibrator that he loved to use on her while they played in this position.Keith would insert his cock in her pussy which they called stuffing. He was able to cum with lots of concentration. They always tried when Michelle was the most fertile but it became fruitless when nothing happened the first couple months. Keith went in for more tested and the results came back that his sperm count was extremely low and he'd have a tuff time conceiving a child. They kept trying but many nights would turn into arguments. Michelle was getting so desperate to have children that she wanted to adopt but Keith was against it. This was another subject they argued about almost on a daily basis. Keith got an opportunity to work on a construction project in Florida. It wasn't supposed to be any longer than three to four weeks so he mentioned the possible job to Michelle that night who got furious about having him gone for so long.They got into a huge argument that night and Keith ended up packing a bag with some of his clothes and hurried tossed it into the back seat of his pickup and drove off.He drove straight through to Florida. It took him twenty-two hours to reach his destination. Michelle had been calling his cell phone and leaving messages and texts during his trip but he was so angry he ignored them.It was until the second day in Florida that Keith called her back and told her where he was. They both had settled down since their argument. Keith insisted he stay and work the job saying the separation would be good for them for a few weeks. Michelle finally gave in and agreed to his wish to stay in Florida. Those weeks turned into months as Keith continued working on new projects that came up. It soon got to the point that he worked almost 7 days a week. He and Michelle would speak by phone every single day. He'd send money into their accounts to pay the mortgage and other expenses back home. Sometime during Keith's fourth month in Florida that Michelle told her husband that she had gotten a job at a nearby office.Michelle had been complaining about being home alone and thought it would be nice to get out of the house during the day. Keith was at least in agreement with her and didn't mind her taking the job. In the mean time as the weeks went on, Keith became more horny as Michelle would call him during the evening hours and tell Keith about the new dresses she was purchasing for her new job.Michelle explained that her boss liked the women in the office to look sexy and appealing for their cliental. Michelle went into detail one night about a sexy black dress she bought for her job and a pair of 6" spike high heels to wear along with the dress. Michelle told Keith that her boss made a comment about how sexy and appealing she looked wearing that dress that particular day. Keith got a hard-on just listening to his wife talk about the way her boss flirted with her. Once their phone conversations ended during the evenings, Keith would play with his cock making himself cum as he tried to imagine his hot wife arriving at her new office job looking hot and sexy for other men to drool over. About three weeks into her job, Michelle told Keith that she had been having lunch every day with her new boss. This not only worried Keith but got him sexually stimulated as well.Over the next couple weeks Michelle started to get a little less talkative about her boss and began changing the subject whenever Keith would bring it up. Than one night Michelle dropped a bomb on Keith telling him her boss had asked her out to dinner and she accepted his offer because she was afraid he might get insulted and fire her. Keith had no choice but to listen to Michelle pleading that night that it would only be a harmless dinner date.Keith called Michelle the next morning after her date with her boss and when she answered she was still laying in bed and sounded extremely tired. Michelle told him that her boss had taken her out to dinner than they went to a nearby club where they danced and listened to music and she didn't get home until 3AM. Michelle seemed exhausted and told Keith she would call him back later that afternoon. During that time Keith tried to imagine how Michelle might have dressed for her date out with her boss that night. He tried to imagine her bosses eyes peering at her sexy body in something tight and revealing. He began wondering how they danced. Did he hold her tight on the dance floor? How close did they dance and so on. Keith must have jacked off three times later that morning as he tried to imagine his wife being held by another man.When Michelle called back early that afternoon she seemed much more awake and talkative. Keith was curious and wanted to know about her date last night. Michelle was a little reluctant to go into much detail but she did tell Keith that her husband flirted with her most of the night. Holding her tight on the dance floor and she finally confessed to allowing her boss to kiss her last night.Keith had mixed feelings. He was getting upset at Michelle for allowing that to happen. On the other end, he had a hard dick. He kept trying to coax Michelle into telling him more and she finally realized seeming and asked."You're getting turned on by all this aren't you honey?" Michelle said in a playful way.Keith wouldn't admit it at first but finally replied after some brief small talk and said. "What man wouldn't desire going out with such an attractive woman and try to get into her panties."Michelle laughed on the other end and replied. "Yes, Peter tried very hard last night to get me to go back to his place but I made up an excuse that I had to get up early and because I had promised to take my nephew to the zoo."Keith replied. "What are you going to tell him next time? You're not going to be able to give him the brush off forever you know! Doesn't he realize you're a married woman and you just can't fuck anyone he wants?" Michelle quickly replied. "Keith, you don't understand. I really want this job and I had to... well... Lie a little bit to get it."Keith asked. "Lie? Would do you mean lie? What did you do?"Michelle hesitated and nervously replied to Keith explaining what she had done. "Well... I... Told them I was divorced."There was a pause on Keith's end of the phone for a moment than he blurted out saying. "What the fuck did you tell him that for Michelle?"Michelle sighed saying. "Honey. I really wanted this job. It's so perfect for me and close to our house. The money is good and I just didn't think it was going to come down to this!"Michelle had to go. She really was taking her nephew to the zoo only it was really planned for that afternoon so Keith let her hang up. Keith sat almost in shock that his wife went and told her new employer that she was a divorced woman. No wonder this boss of hers had the hots for Michelle.Keith began wondering what this guy looked like. Michelle never said anything but Keith was going to find out soon since his stay in Florida was coming to an end the following week. They didn't speak again until that following Monday night when Michelle informed Keith that her boss Peter was out of town on business for most of the week but had already invited Michelle out for another date for when he returned and she again accepted his offer.Keith was at least relieved that he'd be back home by the end of the week so it would give him and Michelle an opportunity to discuss the situation. As it came closer toward the end of the wee, Keith was able to make plans to leave a couple days earlier than he'd originally planned and started his drive back to Michigan that Thursday morning. He drove straight through except stopping to rest and eat a few times along the way. He got home in the middle of the night waking Michelle up. Keith was exhausted when he arrived and wanted to fuck Michelle as soon as he walked thru the front door. He was naked within a minute and carried Michelle back to bed and mounted her instantly and started to hammer his dick into her as she wrapped her legs around his back. There was so much heated passion in the room you could cut it with a knife. But the passion was short coming as Keith eventually lost his erection like so many times in the past.It was turning into a frustrated mess or Keith as he tried as much as he could to keep his shrinking cock inside his wife's wet pussy."It's alright honey." Michelle told him as she stroked his hair. Than added. "You're probably wore out from the long drive. We'll try this again tomorrow. OK?" She told him. Keith was very disappointed thinking back to before he left and the problems he was having but settled for Michelle's explanation and fell asleep cuddling with his gorgeous wife. It was Friday morning. Michelle got up early and was in the shower getting ready for work as Keith woke up looking around the bedroom. It looked so different after being away a few months. He got up and walked into the large closet looking for his clothes. He starred at the side of the closet where his clothes had been and they were gone. He looked around only seeing Michele's things on the other side. Something was wrong. Where was his thing?Michelle finished her shower when Keith walked into the bathroom. She was wrapped in a towel as she leaned over the counter applying makeup around her eyes."Honey? Where are my clothes?"Michelle stopped briefly as she responded back. "Honey. I moved them into the spare bedroom while you were gone. Did some cleaning and thought I'd straighten it out a bit."Keith wasn't buying that answers he continued to pump her for more answers. She finally confessed to Keith saying. "OK. I moved them to the other bedroom last weekend. Peter has been hinting around that he wanted to come sample one of my home cooked meals so I didn't want him to find a man's clothing in my closet.""Why would he be looking in our closet in our bedroom for anyway?" Keith asked.Michelle was quick with an answer saying. "Just in case he poked in here looking around."That's when Keith noticed she wasn't wearing her wedding band and engagement rings. "I see your not wearing your wedding rings?"Michelle paused with her makeup half turning her head toward Keith and said with a smirk. "I'm supposed to be divorced, remember?"Michelle went back doing her makeup as the towel fell o the floor. Keith walked up behind her putting his arms around Michelle and nuzzled her neck kissing a little trail down across her shoulder giving her chills."You know I'm ticklish on my neck.""I know." Keith replied as he continued doing it. "Honey. I have to get ready for work. Maybe later OK?"Keith gave her one more kiss on her bare shoulder and allowed her to finish what she was doing. He quickly got into the shower while she was getting dressed. When he came out of the shower she was dressed for work. Although you could hardly say it was dressed for anything but work. She wore a skin tight green dress that showed off every little curve. Michelle already had her 6" high heel pumps on that made her look more like a hooker than an office manager. Keith was drying her hair while he watched Michelle putting on her lipstick leaning over close to the mirror."Honey. When you bring your things in from the truck don't forget to put them in the back bedroom with the rest of your things today."Keith replied. "Whatever happen to that date your boss wanted you to go on when he got back?"Michelle was hurrying to get ready squirting a couple little dabs of perfume around her neck than picked up her purse before giving Keith a little peck on the neck."I couldn't get out of it. I invited Peter over here for dinner tonight. I have a list of things I need you to pick up at the store for me today."Keith replied. "You mean he's coming here tonight? What did you tell him about me?"Michelle was rushing as she strutted down the hallway toward the living room. "Don't worry. I told Peter about you staying here.""You did?" Keith replied."Honey. I got to go. I'll explain it to you when I get home this afternoon. I'm getting off 2 hours early today to cook dinner. Make sure you get everything on my list. OK?""Yeah. OK. But..." Michele cut Keith off. "Honey I got to get going before I'm late."Michelle returned home early that afternoon. Keith had gone out shopping and picked up everything Michelle had down on her list. She quickly changed her clothes and began preparing dinner for tonight. Michelle cooked like a chief and everything had to be perfect for her. Luckily Keith knew the brands she always bought at the store. She was busy putting the last finishing touches on the meal and getting ready to place it into the oven when Keith came out to watch."So you told Peter all about me? What did you tell him anyway?"Michelle was still preparing deserts as she moved about the kitchen at a fast pace. She sighed looking like she didn't want to be bothered but knew that Keith needed to know what she had told her boss."Listen Honey. I got myself into this jam so the only thing I could explain to him was that you were coming back from Florida and needed a quick place to stay so I'm letting you stay here. You see, I told him after our divorce you went down to Florida to work for a while and now you're moving back."Keith took it all in than replied. "So he thinks I'm just here temporary? Is that it Michelle?""What else could I tell him?"Keith was upset but he knew Michelle only did this because she only wanted to get the job bad enough and he was willing to help out. At least for now. "OK. I'll go along with it but we're going to have to figure something out in the near future.""I know." Michelle replied. She leaned over giving Keith a little kiss and said thank you before going back to her cooking. It was getting close to 6 and Michelle had to get ready for her boss. She had changed into a sexy shear top and skirt and had a different pair of 6" high heels on. A little more casual than what she wore to work that morning but even more revealing and sexier. The door bell rang and Michelle looked over at Keith. "I'll answer the door, why don't you go into your bedroom and wait a few minutes than walk out and I'll introduce you to Peter?""My bedroom?" Keith asked with a grin on his face.""Hurry up..." Michelle told him as he walked to the back bedroom closing the door behind him.Keith waited in the bedroom for what seemed like hours but he's only been laying on the bed listening and waiting for about 10 minutes. Suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door. Keith answered. "Yeah."Michelle spoke thru the door. "Keith. Could you come out. I'd like to introduce you to someone.""Be right there." Keith replied. He straightened his clothes when he got up from the bed and slipped into his shoes real quick. He glanced into the bedroom dresser mirror than made his way out into the front room. As soon as he entered the room he saw a man sitting on the sofa. A black man. The black guy stood up looking at Keith and extended his hand out before Michelle even had a chance to introduce them."Hi, I'm Michelle's boss. Peter." He said to Keith as he shook Keith's hand."I'm Keith. Nice to meet you." Keith kind of lied."Michele laughed saying. "Well. Looks like you two guys took care of that!" Peter chuckled as he sat back down on the sofa. Michelle walked around pointing to a chair across from the sofa and said to Keith. "Why don't you take a seat and I'll go fix some drinks."Michelle disappeared out into the kitchen while Keith looked over at this black guy Peter. Peter was tall, sort of slim. Looked like he kept in shape. He kept thinking in a whole different way now after realizing that this black guy had taken Michelle out to dinner and dancing. Peter spoke first. "Michelle tells me your just moving back to Michigan from Florida.""Yeah. Just got back in yesterday." Keith replied. "Well. It's a good think you had a place to stay temporary. Uh...How long were you and Michelle married?""Um...Have to think a moment. 7 Years." Keith replied."That's a long time. Michelle told me you were trying to start a family but it just didn't work out. I guess things happen for a reason."Keith didn't know what to say. Seemed like Michelle had told Peter some of their personal business and thought he'd wait for Michelle to return before spilling his guts out and perhaps saying the wrong thing. Michelle walked in with drinks for everyone handing Keith's drink to him first. She walked over toward Peter and hesitated a moment. After Michelle handed Peter his drink he saw her boss patting the cushion next to him. It only took a second for him to get his arm around Michelle.Peter looked across at Keith and with a grin on his face as if he wondered what Keith was thinking seeing what he thought was his ex wife with another man's arm around her shoulder. Michelle broke the ice. "It won't be too long before dinner is ready." She quickly stood up again after just sitting down saying as she got up. "Let me go check the timer. Why don't you guys get to know each other a bit."Keith saw Peter watching Michelle's ass sway as she walked out of the room. He looked over at Keith again. "I bet this is a bit strange for you seeing your ex -wife sitting with her new boyfriend."Keith's eyes opened wide when he heard, new boyfriend. "I'm OK. Guess I'm a little tired from my trip back to Michigan."Peter sat nursing his drink starring over at Keith. "Just wanted to let you know that I gave Michelle a promotion this afternoon to regional manager so she will be getting a huge raise starting on Monday."Keith acted excited saying. "Oh, Michelle hadn't told me about it yet. She's been cooking dinner since she got home this afternoon."Before Peter got a chance to reply, Michelle quickly walked in saying dinner was done so the men got up and followed her out to the dining room."Everything looks so good Michelle." Peter said as he took a seat next to Michelle's. This left Keith to sit across from them. Candles were lit and lights were down low. It was getting dark outside too.After the first taste Peter made a comment that her cooking was so good. He told Keith he couldn't wait to try her home cooking."I was telling Keith about your promotion." Peter said to Michelle."Oh. I haven't had a chance to tell him yet."The small talk went on thru dinner giving compliments to Michelle about her cooking. She got up and got desert and new drinks for the guys and finished up and were soon back in the living room again. Michelle clicked on the TV an put a chick movie on causing the guys to laugh at her selection but they were OK with it.Keith noticed Peter's drink was about empty so he got up and grabbed his glass telling them he'd make new drinks for them. When he returned he found Peter with one arm around his wife and his other hand holding Michelle's. Peter looked up at Keith as he handed him the drink and grinned as he said. "I guess this is a little awkward seeing your ex holding hands with another man."Keith tried being polite. "It's OK."Peter chuckled. "Good. Glad to hear it. Guess we'll get you broke in as the ex husband tonight."The remark made Keith a little uncomfortable but he sat down trying to smile as he looked toward the TV screen. Keith glanced over and saw the sitting together. Peter held his drink but still had his arm around her shoulder. His fingers were rubbing her bare skin on her arm. Keith kept nursing his drink as the movie went on. It was dark outside so the living room was completely dark except for the light coming from the TV screen. It might have been a half hour later that Keith got up to get them another round of drinks."Your husband seems rather nice.""He is a nice person." Michelle replied.Before she had a chance to say anything else, Peter dipped his head down for a quick kiss on the lips. Michelle responded back and the kiss was turning into a much hotter and passionate open mouth kiss. Peter's tongue entered her mouth and their tongues danced as Keith returned back with the drinks in hand.Michelle tried to avoid eye contact with Keith as she pulled her head away from Peter's face as she grabbed the drink from Keith. "Thanks Keith. You're a real gentleman tonight." Peter said.Keith was speechless as he walked back and sat on the chair. To his surprise he had gotten a hard-on when he saw Michelle locked in that passionate kiss. He'd saw some interracial movies in his time and they always got him aroused. Now it was his wife he saw kissing a black man. It dawned on him. Did Michelle notice his hard dick? She appeared to look down toward his pants as he handed her the drink.The evening passed. Another chick movie was playing on the TV now. Keith had served Peter a couple more drinks and he was feeling really good now. He had his hands all over Michelle at times now making her giggle and laugh. She playfully was trying to push his hands away at times as she glanced toward Keith from time to time. Michelle tried to stand up as Peter playfully pulled her back down and she ended up sitting on his lap. His black hands were all over her body even cupping her tits from underneath. "I have to pee." She smiled at Peter telling him."OK. You go take care of business."Peter helped her up and watched her little ass sway as she made her way to the bathroom."Mm...That's nice..." He murmured. Peter was feeling good about now. Slurring his words a bit. He looked over at Keith who looked half asleep and leaned forward in almost a whisper and said. "That woman sure knows how to give a blow job."Suddenly, Keith was wide awake now and leaned forward in his chair. He never heard a word like this come from his wife! He sat leaning forward as Peter began telling secrets."My God...That woman knows how to work that tight little pussy of hers too."Those words were shocking Keith even more and even though Peter was drunk he could see it in Keith's eyes."Hey man. I'm really sorry for being so abrupt. Just trying to have a man to man talk here. Know what I'm saying?""Yeah." Keith replied. Keith was not only angry but the thought of Michelle fucking a black man got him aroused too. "Hey Listen man. Hope you don't mind me saying. I use to fuck this little redhead that worked at our firm. Her old man loved to watch. Just saying. If you want to watch just let me know. We'll work something out." That statement ended in a big laugh from Peter."Um...I don't know. I...Uh...Never really thought about it.""It's OK man. Nothing to be ashamed about here. We're all friends right?"Keith just shook his head up and down."Listen man. Your ex. She wouldn't even let me touch that pussy until she got on the pill. She's a strict woman. Loves to tease through. That's what I like about her. She loves to tease. Loves to see her man beg for that pussy."Keith just grinned and listened at this point. It was getting him rock solid hard too."You know. She loves to please her man. Had that little blonde pussy all nice and trimmed for me. I asked her to shave it all off one day and surprised me the following day. Fucked that pussy right there on my desk that afternoon. That pussy was as smooth as a babies ass! Tight as hell too!"Keith was to a point where he was going to explode in his pants listening to Peter spill his guts out. What a little boss can do for a guy with a big mouth. At least he knew that Michelle has been fucking this guy. She really never lied. She just didn't tell him everything. He tried to imagine Michelle getting fucked on that desk. Michelle walked back into the room looking playfully at Peter. "What?" She asked him as he starred back with a smile on his face."I thought you were going to change?"Michelle looked over at Keith before saying a word. Keith just looked back and finally said. "Go ahead and change if you want."Michelle looked back at Peter turning her hands up. "What you want me to wear?"In an exciting words he replied. "Something really sexy!"Michelle turned almost falling over until Peter caught her. She was feeling the liquor. She got her balance and walked back toward the bedrooms swaying that little white ass for Peter's benefit for sure."Listen man. You want to go take a nap or something? You know what I mean bro? You want to watch later it's alright with me. Just want some time alone with Michelle if you know what I mean."Keith didn't know what to do. He started to get up and Peter stopped him."No. Not yet man. Let's see what she's going to come out wearing first. You can say good night to her than..."Michelle walked out a few minutes later. She was wearing a black garter belt with black stockings with black high heels. Her tits were partially uncovered with a half bra that only cupped the bottom half of her nice size natural breasts. Her nipples stuck straight out as hard as little cherries. She strutted around turning around almost falling again but caught her balance. She displayed herself to Peter not even paying any attention to Keith at this point. It was just like she forgot he was even there!Peter stood up as Michelle reached for his belt than unzipped his pants letting the fall down to the floor. His shorts came next revealing a very large thick black cock as it sprung free. Keith thought he must have been about 9" long at least. Michelle cupped Peter's ball sack in her hand than arched up giving him a nice passionate kiss. Peter looked over at Keith who sat quietly in his chair watching his wife act like a total slut for this man. Apparently she was so drunk she must have forgotten that he was sitting just a few feet away. One thing was certain. Keith's heart was racing as his dick began to throb. Peter could see it in his eyes. Keith wanted to watch the show.-= Chapter 2 =-Keith kept watching as Michelle slowly worked her way down on her knees in front of the big black cock. She looked so sexy kneeling in front of her black boss with her slim little fingers now messaging that stiff shaft. Peter was moaning with his head back and eyes closed as the petite wife worked her delicate hands on his massive looking pole. Keith began to wonder how many times she sucked on that black cock. How many times did she have it inside her tight little pussy. He wondered if she had stretched taking his size. Getting herself accustomed to its thickness. He tried to imagine her tight little pussy clinging to his massive cock. He watched as she teased the tip sticking her tongue out playing with its hardness. Keith watched real close as she worked like a pro giving as much stimulation to his hard black cock as one could imagine. Michelle took it into her mouth. Peter moaned and put his hand on the back of her head."That feels so good you little white slut."His words shocked Keith but made his cock throb with excitement even that much more. Never had Keith seen his wife suck a cock like Michelle was doing now. She'd spit on it and lick it off than do it all over again looking up at her boss's eyes. Peter looked back at her moving his meaty hand under her chin."That's right. Suck that big black cock. Show me what a good little slut you are for me."Keith wanted to stroke his cock so bad but he kept watching the action. Taking it all in with his own eyes. He wouldn't have believed it if someone had told him what a slut his wife could be and she was showing her true self at this very moment.Michelle continued to suck on that thick black cock as she looked up at her boss. She playfully flicked her tongue around the head teasing him and making him want to fuck her that much more. She giggled once she saw the power she had over him. Seemed like they both had power over one another. Michelle giggled again than said."Going to stick that big black nigger cock inside me?"Peter replied. "You want that black dick in you, don't you my little slut?''Michelle giggled again saying. "You want that white pussy don't you...Tell me..."Peter didn't answer her question he just backed away saying. "Lean over on the sofa. Going to fuck that pussy doggy style."Michelle stood up playfully looking at her black boss. Wiggling that little white ass for him. "See what you're going to get?" She told him.She bent over and Peter positioned himself behind her little white ass and spread her pussy lips with the large head of his thick black cock and lunged forward sending a few inches of meat inside her tight little white pussy."Ugh..." Michelle moaned and pushed her little ass back against her black boss as he began pushing himself inside that tight pussy a little deeper with each inward thrust. Peter put his meaty hands on her ass cheeks as he thrust in and out of her tight little pussy. Keith could see her thin pussy lips clinging to the huge shaft as it plowed in and out of his wife's hot body. Keith couldn't believe his eyes. It was like they forgot he was in the room with them. "Ugh...Ugh...Shit...Ugh..." Were the only sounds coming from Michelle's lips at the moment.Peter slapped her white ass making a loud noise that filled the room. Michelle seemed to enjoy the rough treatment she was getting from Peter as he kept ramming that thick black cock inside her belly. He pushed so hard that Keith thought he was going to hurt her in some way but she kept pushing her ass back against her black boss like it was nothing."You like it slut?" Peter asked as he kept pushing his cock deep inside her pussy.Michelle was grunting and groaning with each inward thrust. She finally answered saying. "Give it to me good...Come on nigger give it to me..."Keith could tell the way Peter's body tensed up that he was going to cum soon. Peter had said something about Michelle being on the pill now and he was so glad she was. Keith by this time had his hand inside his pants stroking his cock as he watched his gorgeous little wife servicing her black boss.Michelle kept moaning breathing heavier by the second. Peter's body looked tense now and Keith knew that black bull was going to explode any second."You want it slut?...You want that baby juice in your belly?...""Ugh...Fuck...Yes...Give me that black baby, you bastard,,,,,,"Peter grunted one last time. "Ugh...Fuck me...Shit...Here it comes slut..."Keith watched as Peter had a tight grip on Michelle's little ass. He pushed forward one last time as he grunted and groaned holding himself as deep as he could inside Michelle's little pussy.Michelle spoke in a low whisper. "Hot..."Keith figured she could feel the hot cum squirt inside her womb. This was so hot Keith thought. He looked at the way Michele had given herself completely to her black boss. There was no doubt about it. She was his woman now.Keith clicked off the TV leaving the living room in complete darkness. Only the moonlight shinning through the window illuminated the room now. Heavy breathing from Peter could be heard as he caught his breath after shooting his hot load of cum inside Michelle's pussy. Keith stood back in the darkness as he saw Peter plop down on the sofa cushion.Michelle laid pretty much still on the sofa next to Peter with her little ass still up in the air after being fucked so hard just minutes ago. She seemed as if she fell asleep after getting her pussy stretched by Peter.Keith thought he would just move back into the darkness in the far corner of the room and see if anything else was going to happen. Then he saw Michelle moving a little. She finally lifted herself up off the sofa enough that the sound of Peter's cum and air fluttering out of her well fucked pussy could be heard."Oh my God... Peter? Are you here baby?""I'm right here baby," Peter replied. "Oh shit. Where's my husband?""Fuck. I don't know baby. He must of went to bed already."Keith listened and was a little confused when Michelle called him her husband when she was supposed to be divorced."Are you sure he went to bed?" Michelle asked.Peter laughed. "Guess he was still wore out from his long drive.""Shit. I wanted him to see this.""Don't worry baby. We got plenty of time for your old man to see us fuck. Like I told you before, don't worry about him. I've seen plenty of guys just like your old man. He's the cuckold type for sure.""Well. I hate keeping secrets. I'm upset I had to lie about our relationship. I never told Keith I was fucking anyone." Michelle giggled before continuing. "I love your cock you know."Peter laughed. "Well, you could divorce your old man for real you know!""Stop it Peter. You know I love my husband.""You love his little dick." Peter chuckled."Stop it. Keith can't help it," Michelle sighed. "He tried so many ways to please me.""Yeah... You're a born HotWife. You love getting this big black dick in you."Michelle punched him in the ribs. "It's all your fucking fault you know. I honestly came to work for you because I needed a job and you had to find a way to get into my pants."Peter laughed. "It worked. Now that you got a taste of this big black dick you want it all the time.""You know I do so stop it already." Michelle said as she pushed him away from her playfully.Peter laughed again. "Your tried to act shy and coy when I first met you but I knew what you wanted baby. I saw all the signs of a white wife in need of a good black fucking."Michelle giggled, "Yeah. And you gave it to me good.""Your spoiled now!""You spoiled me!" Michelle giggled."You want to fuck?""Can you get hard this soon?" "What do I look like? Your little dick husband?""Stop it. He can't help it."Peter laughed. "That's what I'm going to call him from now on. Little Dick.""That not nice," Michele replied."How about Limp Dick?""Peter! Stop it now!"Peter laughed again. "You're the one that told me all this shit baby. I remember how you told me... Oh, my husband is so small. He can't stay hard... What I'm I going to do?""I didn't say it that way.""Bring your little white married ass over here and sit on my lap."Michelle hesitated being playfully but finally gave in and straddled his legs. She arched her back putting her hand down between her legs guiding Peter's huge black cock between her pussy lips for the second time tonight."Ugh. God you're so fucking big," she said, as she slowly slipped down on his thick black cock.Peter held her ass cheeks kissing her tits as he bounced her up and down his pole. "That's it baby. Fuck me good," Michelle chanted."Mm... Yeah baby. Move that little ass for me. Squeeze that dick just like that baby... That's it... So good baby... Love your pussy..."Keith kept himself hid behind the chair peeking out at his wife and her black boss as they fucked on the sofa. He was trying to take everything in they were saying."That's it baby. Milk that cock for me.""So good... Baby... Give it to me... I want your cum inside me again...""You want that baby don't you?""No," Michelle replied."Yes you do, don't lie to me now. Tell me you want dat black baby inside your tummy...""No... Stop it Peter... Not now...""Yes you do... Tell me..." Peter kept insisting. "Ugh...God...Peter... I told you not now... Have to think about it...""That's right, Keep working dat pussy for me. Show Daddy what you want from him...""Ugh... Fuck... Good... Peter... I... Not now... OK... We'll talk about it later...""You love me don't you?" Peter asked."Peter... I... Told you how I felt... about you... I love my husband," she replied."Oh...Yeah...Keep moving it... That's it baby... Nice and tight that way... Ugh... Yeah...""Oh God Peter... You're driving me insane..."It was too dark for Keith to actually see the details of what was going on but he could hear them very well as they fucked on the sofa."Oh baby, work that pussy around that black dick for me.""Give it to me darling.""That's the way I like to hear you talk little angel. I love the way you call me darling... So sweet...""Ugh... Yeah... Push it up into me harder...""You feel it little angel? It's hitting your cervix... I'm all the way in... Nice and tight...""Oh God Yes... I feel it deep...""Gonna plant my seed baby...Any minute now...""Ugh...Yes... I want it..."Keith could hear them kissing now in the heat of passion. "Oh...Yeah... Give it to me darling...""My seed...""Yes...""You want my baby...Want Daddy to make a black baby... Tell me want you want.""I can't!" Michelle replied."Yes you can little angel... Make your little belly swell up with a black baby...""Oh God... Stop talking like that... I-I'm going to... cum... Ugh... Shit! Ugh!""Daddy's gonna cum angel... Take my seed baby... Take it... Ugh! Fuck! Yeah!"Oh god... Yes... I feel it... You're giving me your baby... Your black... baby..."All Keith heard now was grunts and groans coming from both Michelle and Peter. Heavy breathing now and little moans coming from Michelle."Oh God Michelle, that was so hot...""Yeah!"They were still breathing hard trying to catch their breath."Oh Fuck baby. I pumped enough juice in your belly to make a thousand babies tonight.""Yeah I know. Going to be all sticky.""When you going to go off the pill for real?""Oh God, don't make me answer that right now... I can't...""You told me you wanted a real man to knock you up. I'm here. Let's make it happen...""Darling... Stop it now... I told you to give me more time to think...""You told me you loved me the other night... Remember?" "I remember... I just need more time.""Time for what?""Talk to Keith?""Shit man... He's got a little limp dick. Never going to give you any kids. Besides. I know how these guys think... They want to see their wife knocked up with a black baby.""You don't know that about Keith.""Trust me angel, I know how they think and I'll prove it.""How?"You'll see. Just let me prove it to you.""Oh God...You're so nasty," Michelle replied."Yes, and you love it..."Keith heard them kissing again but also heard them moving around."You better get going.""I'd rather stay and fuck you all night...""Me too," Michelle replied.More kissing sounds filled the room."What you going to do?""Go sleep with my husband.""Have him clean you up."Michelle giggled. "Stop!""I'm fucking serious... Let him lick you clean... Tell him what a great fuck you had tonight with a real man. Your Bull... Your Black Bull!"Keith heard kissing again."OK, I will... You better get dressed..."Keith heard the get up so he crawled along the floor into the dark hallway before they saw where he was hiding out. He made it to the back bedroom and quickly took off his clothes before Michelle came in. Keith got under the covers feeling his still hard dick. He wondered if Michelle was serious about having him lick her pussy clean.ENDHope you enjoyed my story. 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satisfactionatlast3.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/satisfactionatlast3.txt	PART 3I had been to the gym for a keep fit workout. I wanted to ensure that I kept in trim for my fuck buddy Greg who lived in the apartment above my husband and me. So far I have lost 14 pounds, and even though I say it myself, I am looking very trim and sexy and it has also given me an even higher libido (as if I needed it), and a lot more stamina during sex. Greg loves the new me and fucks me as though it was his last supper. My husband John is also very taken with the new me although he can't get it up any more due to his diabetes, he loves to look at me naked and seems to get an even better thrill when he licks Greg's and recently Greg's friends, Sam and Eddie's cum out of my pussy after I have been fucked by them. Sex with John had never been any great shakes as his cock was so small, and now I have all these nice big cocks fucking me. Well mainly Greg's as his friends had only been here once for a weekend a few weeks ago and I stayed with them in Greg's apartment and was fucked in every hole almost continuously the entire time.After the gym I felt thirsty and decided to go to a pub for a drink and a rest. Being lunch time the pub was pretty busy. All the tables were full with people having meals, but I noticed an empty seat at the bar and headed straight for it. I climbed up on the stool leaning over to drop my gym bag at my feet, but as I did so I overbalanced and bumped up against the young guy sitting next to me who in turn knocked his drink over spilling it over the bar. His reaction to my overbalance was quick and he grabbed my arm and saved me from falling off my seat completely.As I sat up properly I started to babble my apologies for my clumsiness."Thank you for saving me from falling on the floor. I'm so sorry about spilling your drink, please let me buy you another to replace it." I offered."Please, there is no need. Instead, let me buy you a drink to steady your nerves."As I tried to insist on buying the drinks he said, "I won't hear of it, and at any rate it would be my pleasure to buy a drink for such a lovely looking lady. What will you have?"I relented and said I would like a Vodka and tonic, and as the girl behind the bar was wiping up the spillage, he ordered the drinks.I looked at him as he was ordering and noted that he was very handsome. I guessed he was a little over six feet tall with fair hair and he looked very fit, but he was also very young compared to my 58 years. I was thinking maybe 22 or 23. I was pulled out of my thoughts by him talking to me. "My name is Danny. Are you from around here?" he asked.I looked into his very blue eyes almost sighing at the very manly good looks."I'm Heather. I live not too far from here. How about you. Where are you from?He told me that he was also local and that he was just on his lunch break from college where he is studying engineering and that he came here quite often during his lunch breaks although he had a flat not far from here.As we chatted, I noticed that he was checking me out and I began to feel that tingle in my pussy and could feel it getting wet. He told me that I looked very fit and sexy and asked how old I was. No use in lying I thought. "I'm 58, I said. How old are you?""I'm 20." He replied. I guess I am too young for a beautiful sexy woman like you?""More like I am way too old for a handsome young man like you," I complained"No way. He said, you are a real find and young guys would go mad to be with you, me included, but I see you are married. I guess your husband would be after my blood if we met up?"I looked down and noticed that he had a hard on tenting his pants. This guy was serious. He wanted to fuck me, and boy, I sure wanted him to fuck me. I uttered the old joke, "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" I laughed and looked pointedly at his hard on. "No, my husband is not a problem. We have an arrangement that I can date other men as long as I tell him about it and what we did. That's what gets him off now that he can no longer get it up.""That just shows you how attracted to you I am. Heather, you are incredibly sexy for a woman your age, in fact, for any age, and that kind of arrangement you have with your husband is kind of awesome" He replied.The atmosphere had become very sexually charged between the two of us and all I wanted to do was to get this potential boy lover between my legs with his cock deep in my cunt fucking the shit out of me. I wanted some real hard fucking from this boy sooner rather than later. I was in clover thinking that I might get this 20 year olds cock deep in my 58 year old cunt. Suddenly he broke into my erotic thoughts."Don't slap me, he said, but how about I skip class this afternoon and we go back to my flat for some recreation. It's only ten minutes away from here if you are willing. I'll understand if you say no. You may think that I am too young for you to waste your time on but my dick sure needs some of that recreation now that you have gotten me so horny, not that I am ever anything else, but I think you would be the perfect woman to do it with?"I almost leaped up for joy. I couldn't believe my luck. It looked like I was going to get screwed by this school boy after all. "Fuck, I thought. There is a God.""I think I would really like that Danny, and by the looks of that swelling in your pants, you are going to be more than satisfactory. I'd love to come back to your flat with you."We left the pub and walked the ten minutes to his flat. I was wearing a track suit with just a tee shirt, Sports Bra and panties below, and as we walked, Danny had his arm around my waist, and he would slip his hand down to feel my bum every so often. It felt really nice and I was already wet being so close to him, but I could hardly wait till the real games began at his place.He lived on the second floor, and as we climbed the stairs, his hands were all over my trim butt. it was a one bed apartment with living room and bathroom and as soon as we entered the living room, Danny put his arms around me and kissed me hard. Our tongues sought each other franticly and we were almost eating each other's faces. I began pulling his jacket off and then his shirt. I put my hand down and felt his cock through his trousers. It was big, but I wasn't going to find out just how big until I got rid of the rest of his clothing. He took my hand and led me towards the bedroom.It was a good sized room with three chests of drawers and two bedside cabinets. One on each side of the double bed with a bedside light on each and the room was nicely decorated. We again kissed passionately as we stood beside the bed and as we did, Danny removed my track suit top and then my tee shirt. We broke our clinch and I removed my track suit bottoms so I was now just wearing my Sports Bra and Panties. I removed Danny's tee shirt and unzipped his trousers, pushing them down to his feet. He stepped out of them as I knelt down and pulled down his shorts. His cock sprung free and almost hit my face. I remember thinking how beautiful it was. Hard It was fully nine inches long and around two and a half inches thick, with a large head which was leaking pre-cum. I took it in my hand and felt the intense heat radiating from it and the veins prominent along its length. I put my tongue out and licked the pre-cum from the head and licked the pee-hole to get as much as I could into my mouth. I then took the head of his cock into my mouth and began sucking his dick while masturbating the rest of his manhood. I was greedy and wanted more of this gorgeous meat in my mouth, so I pushed my mouth further down his cock and soon it was entering my throat. All during this process, Danny was moaning and groaning with the pure pleasure I was giving him."Fuck Heather, that is so fucking awesome. I have never felt anything like that before. Oh fuck, don't stop. Suck my dick, suck it deeper. He groaned.After a few minutes I withdrew his cock from my mouth."Don't your other girlfriends blow you when they are here?" I asked coyly."I haven't had a lot of girlfriends up here, and those that were here wouldn't suck cock for me. They said it was too yucky but you do it so well. I guess you have had a lot of practice doing that. Sorry, I didn't mean to imply that you are a slut or anything like that." he said apologetically."No offence taken. I like being a slut and I quite enjoy men saying that and talking dirty to me when we fuck. It makes it all that more exciting." I told him."Fuck. That's awesome. I have always fantasised about fucking women and talking dirty to them and calling them all the sluts and whores under the sun. This is completely unreal for me."He leaned over and took hold of my Sports Bra and pulled it over my shoulders and off allowing my ample tits to be free. They had firmed up more since I had been training at the gym. "WOW! those are fucking fabulous tits Mommy," he declared as he took them in his hands and rubbing them and then squeezing my nipples.Hearing him call me Mommy sounded incredible. Suddenly it felt like we were into the taboo of mommy and son having incestuous sex and I was thrilled by it."I love it when you call me Mommy, baby. It adds a whole new feeling to this kind of sex. Do that some more while we play." I told him."Okay Mommy, you fucking slut whore, suck that fucking dick some more you bitch. I'm gonna fuck you harder and longer than your husband ever did. How does that sound bitch?"By this time I already had his big cock down my throat and all I could utter was "Mmmmmm" He began to fuck my face hard and I was loving it, but soon I could feel him tense as I held his balls, and then his legs stiffened and he shot an enormous load of cum straight down my throat. Before he finished shooting all the ropes of cum, I pulled back so that I could get some of his jizz in my mouth so I could taste it before swallowing it. It tasted great and I swirled it around on my tongue before finally swallowing it down."Oh fuck me Mommy. That was absolutely the best blow job anyone has given... EVER. I have never felt anything like that before. It puts the whole idea of masturbation in the dark ages. Mommy. I think I love you."He pushed me back onto the bed and lay over me and kissed me deeply tasting his own cum on my tongue, but he didn't mind. His hand went to my panty covered pussy and started rubbing me. He moved down and hooked his fingers into the waistband of my knickers and pulled them down as I raised my bum to let them slide off my ass and over my feet. His face was a picture to behold as he looked down on my hairy muff"WOW! he exclaimed. I have never seen a cunt as hairy as that before. It is totally outstanding."He got down on his knees and ran his fingers through my cunt hair. he did this for a while as he explored my furry patch. and then rubbed his face in it."That is so amazing. I never realised just how sexy a hairy cunt could be, but you nailed it Mommy."Next thing I felt was his mouth on my cunt, kissing first the hair and then pulling the hair back from my quim and I then felt his tongue licking my pussy lips. This seemed to really excite him, because he started sucking my cunt and then got my clit in his mouth and sucked hard. I could feel the thrills going through my whole body, and before long I could feel an orgasm beginning, and as it progressed my whole body shook with the thrill and excitement, until it finally erupted sending my body into convulsions as I grabbed the sheets below me and twisted them into balls in my fists. My body jerked and spasmed to the incredible feeling surging through my body in one of the best cunt eating orgasms I have ever had. I screamed and groaned while this was happening."Arrrrgh, fuck yes oh fuck I'm cumming... I'm cumming... aggggrgh!"After what seemed like an age, my orgasm subsided as my body jerked to the final throes of my thrills as my lover continued to suck my cunt. He continued to eat my pussy for some time while feeling my sensitive tits, and I had several smaller orgasms before he finally stood up and pulled my body round lengthwise on the bed and crawled up on top of me, taking his weight on his elbows. We kissed deeply once again and I could feel his hard cock between my legs. He put one hand down and guided his nine inches of hard cock into my pussy lips and then as I drew my knees up and apart, he plunged his dick deep inside my waiting hole. It felt incredible as I felt the ridges of his cock slide into me and I could feel his prominent veins rubbing my insides deliciously. He began to hump me, sliding his cock out until just the head remained inside, and then he would slide it all the way back inside me again. The feeling was like being in heaven as he began to speed up and I felt the first tingling of an orgasm building up from this fuck. He was getting really excited as he rode me hard."Come on Mommy, you slut whore, take your little boys cock up your hole. I want to fucking fill your cunt with my baby sperm and impregnate you. Fucking ride your boys cock. Doesn't that feel much better than Daddy's cock. Don't I fuck you better than your husband, Mommy." he ranted as he fucked me hard and fast. Before long my first orgasm from his cock crashed through me and I screamed. "That's it my baby boy. Fuck your Mommy. Make her cum. Your cocks is so much better than your Daddy's. Fuck your whore slut Mommy."I could feel my cum juices soaking his cock as I came hard and bucked wildly to the most incredible racking thrills I was receiving from this young boys amazing cock."Suck Mommy's titties baby while you fuck her. I want everything from you. I want you to consume me totally.""I will. Take my hard cock you slut bitch. Feel it fill your fanny with its baby juice so you can have my bastard child." He yelled.Of course there was no way I could become pregnant, but it sounded so dirty with the Mommy fetish that it got us both off. I had three more amazing orgasms with lots of dirty talk before Danny started to tense up and I knew he was about to cum. Suddenly he asked if it was okay to cum in my pussy. I told him that I wanted him to cum as much as he could deep in my cunt and fill me with his potent seed because it wasn't going to do any harm.His strokes speeded up and finally he rammed his cock into me to the hilt and blew his load. I could feel jet after jet of his cum shooting harmlessly into my womb. It was hot and there was copious amounts which gave me another smaller orgasm before he finished. He remained inside me propping himself up on his arms so as not to lay his weight on my body. We kissed and I hugged him lovingly.Afterwards we lay side by side chatting as he played with my tits and pussy. It was so loving and relaxing."Was I okay for you?" he asked."More than okay baby. You were awesome. One of the best fucks I have had ever, and I have to say that it is so good and exciting to fuck a man as young as you.""You know Heather, I have always fantasized about fucking an older woman, but I never thought it would happen. The thing is, it was far more wonderful and exciting than I could ever have imagined and I am hoping that this won't be the last time for us to be together. I want to fuck you over and over."That makes two of us Danny, and I was totally awed by the way you performed. I would love to meet up with you again."They continued to chat and as Danny played with my pussy he got very hard again. He was ready for round two."I'm not wanting to offend you heather, but have you ever taken a cock up your bum. Don't get me wrong. I have never done it but I was wondering if you had and what it was like?"I smiled at him. He was looking adorably shy. "Yes I have, many times and I loved it. Would you like to try it now. Your cock is hard and ready to go and I know you want to fuck me again and I would love another fuck from you.""Oh fuck, this is a day of many firsts for me, and yes I would love to fuck your ass. I have seen it on porn sites and wondered if I would ever get a girl to do it with."I got on my hands and knees and presented my bum to him. To my surprise he began to kiss my butt and then I felt his tongue at my dark hole licking me gently, and then his tongue penetrated my asshole pushing it in and out. It felt so good.He then dipped two fingers into my cunt hole and scooped out some of our cum and put it first on his cock and then slid one finger into my ass and then two and slid them in and out. I could hear him panting with excitement and I told him to give me that cock of his up Mommy's asshole.I felt the head of his cock against my spare hole and I pushed back gently as his cock slid slowly into my rectum. After very little time his whole cock was in my ass up to his balls and I could feel his pubic hair against my bum and his balls lying on my ass cheeks."Now fuck Mommy baby boy." I said, and he started to slide in and out slowly at first and then with the excitement of it all he speeded up fucking my ass good while I played with my clit. He lasted a bit longer this time and I had three good orgasms as I played with my clit, but on the third orgasm as my ass clenched down on his prick, he shot another big load of hot cum deep in my bowels making my final orgasm more special. As his cock softened and slipped out of my butt, a stream of cum followed it and ran onto the bed. He got some tissues and wiped me clean.Well, how did you like your first ass fuck baby?" I asked."That was incredible. Your ass gripped my cock like a silk glove and the feeling was fucking awesome. I shot an amazing amount of cum deep in your ass and it felt like nothing else I have ever experienced. You sure made my day Mommy Heather.""And you made my day baby boy. This was my first experience of fucking such a young boy and I really enjoyed it. Who knows, maybe we'll have a good gangbang with a few of your friends in the future. Would you like that?."Not just now. I want to keep you to myself, just now," he replied.I told him that I would have to get home now as my husband would be getting worried about me since I hadn't phoned him to say I would be late."As I got up from the bed I leaned over and gave his cock a few sucks telling him that would keep him going till next time. I got dressed, we exchanged phone numbers and I told him with a kiss to call me anytime he gets a hard on. Of course he said that if that was the case, I would never leave his place. What a lovely thought.***Comments are always welcome and I will reply. [email protected]
andthecamera2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/andthecamera2.txt	John stepped back down the garden path and into the house. His eyes took a few moments to adjust to the darkness, it being so blisteringly sunny outside. Clutching his camera, he looked out of the kitchen window. Kate was pulling her bathing suit bottoms back on. Her legs were buckling after such an intense orgasm. John laughed at her stumbling around. She searched the ground by the rosebush for her top. John filled a glass with water from the sink and downed it in one go. He watched his mother pick up the top and begin walking up the pathway. Her head darted like a startled animal toward the neighbour's house, and after a split second she dashed for the house. John watched her crash through the side door with wide open eyes."What's wrong?" He asked."Mr. Reed was watching!" gasped Kate, one arm covering both her nipples, the other flying madly."Really?" grinned John. "I wouldn't worry. He's so old and can hardly see""What if he saw? What have you done to me, John!?""He's blind as a bat!" exclaimed John. Kate used her free hand to make a fist, clenching her hair above her head while she peered down the garden."Fine," John continued, "We won't do any pictures in the garden next time.""Next time?" Kate brought her fist down to her mouth, "No John. There's no next time." John was flicking through the photographs he'd just captured on the LCD screen."John, did you hear me?" she demanded."Make me a sandwich, Mom." He commanded. Kate sighed and turned away, crossing her arms. She was still shaky from her intense orgasm. John stroked his hand down her bare back."Stop that!" Kate jumped back. John smiled at her, eyes hovering over her shoulders. She gave a disgruntled huff, pushed past him and ran upstairs. John followed to see her disappear into her room and hear the lock click. John tried the handle but the door was firm."Mom, come out. I'm gonna start emailing these out you know" He spoke through the door."Fuck you," came her response.John retreated to his own room, noting once again what a good job Kate had done on cleaning it. After firing up his computer he transferred all the new photos to the special 'Some bitch' folder, each in their own subfolder. He was building an archive now. He had the original hardcore set of that fateful night, then her getting dirty washing the car, and soaked in her underwear in the bedroom after he attacked her with the soapy water, and finally this new explicit set in the garden. The total number must have been approaching two hundred or so.As John scanned through the images he was reminded of how horny ordering about his mother had made him. His cock had gotten ridged out in the garden, and thinking about the situation even now made him hot. He opened up a porno message board which he sometimes posted on, to look at some random pictures of hotties. Most were the same, generic porn stars. All fake tits and smiles. Everything shot in those houses with white walls and tile floors. He'd see the occasional set shot in an amateur style with a slightly older woman with real tits, those were the ones he liked. There wasn't much he took a fancy to today.Sitting back on his chair, he folded his arms and glanced across posters and shelves on his wall while biting his lip. He sat rocking gently, thinking to himself. There was a slight change in the light where a cloud brushed into front of the sun, cooling the room for just a moment. As it passed and room was again bleached by light, John leant forward hit the 'New Topic' button on the message board. Deciding on the car wash pictures of his mother, he began uploading the files. He questioned how ethical this was after telling Kate no one would see these photos, but 'fuck it' he thought. No one would recognise her. The status bar zoomed up until they were all uploaded to the forum. He sat thinking of a topic title by which people would recognise the thread. He could not really state it was his blackmailed mother. Finally he settled on 'Busty unknown Milf washing the car.' I was not the most original title but it was to the point. After double checking all the pictures were on the server he posted his thread. He watched it pop up at the top of the message board, and then leant back in his chair.He lay on his bed, hands behind his head and staring at the ceiling. He tried to listen for any noises from his mother's room, but there were none. All that could be heard was the whirling of the computer fan. It gave a strange hypnotic and repetitive noise. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.A couple of hours passed. John was awoken at the sounds of his mother climbing out the shower, the glass in the door rattling. He started stirring, sitting up and rubbing his face. It was now considerably cooler in the house, now some cloud cover had come in to block the sun. During a large yawn John lent an eye to his computer screen and remembered the pictures he'd send out into the world. He sat at his chair and hit refresh to see if anyone had replied to his thread. They had. Scrolling down, he trawled through a few responses, each growing with obscenity;'Nice, thanks.''Wow, she's hot. Such a pretty face. Anyone know who she is?''Fantastic body. Love those tits and ass. Any full nudity shoots?''I'd fuck the shit out of that bitch. Please post more.''Holy fuck look at those curves. Hope she does nudity. I love the wet look. Dirty whore.'John smiled at the fact all these anonymous internet guys liked his mom's body, even if it was the most mild soft core he could imagine. At best her nipples pushed through the wet material and the soaked clothes showed her curves. He knew they'd love the more exposing stuff. He scratched his leg and stared at the keyboard, pondering. It didn't take long for him to decide. He posted at the bottom of the thread;'Hey guys. I found out this bitch's name. She's called Kate Andrews.'John didn't even hesitate as he hit the reply button. He had given away his mother's real name to strangers, strangers who were perverting over her body. He knew these people were groping her body with their eyes, imagining her in filthy and humiliating situations for their own pleasure, and now John had given away her anonymity. Placing his hands behind his head, John felt a huge rush of power through his body. It felt like stepping into the sun from the cold. His skin tingled.John decided he owned these pictures, and his mother. He genuinely felt like he was the legal owner of her and could use her as he pleased. Without further hesitation he decided to make another thread. He titled it 'Kate Andrews Wet in Underwear', and began uploading the photos he took after chasing her into her room while soaking. Within a few minutes the thread was posted, and John was eagerly awaiting responses. There was the familiar creaking of his mother going downstairs which reminded him he had not eaten today. He would put Kate to use.Kate was in the kitchen preparing herself a sandwich. She wore those baggy track bottoms and t-shirt again. It all looked a couple of sizes too big but very comfortable and hid her body from unwanted gaze. She noticed John enter but did not acknowledge him. John peered over her shoulder to see what she was making."That looks good. Make me one will you?" He spoke. Kate continued spreading butter and cutting. Opening the fridge, John pulled out a bottle of coke and poured it into a glass."You want one?" he enquired, trying to show some kind of good will. His mother still acted as though no one else was in the room. John took a big gulp from the glass and gave a hearty sigh."I'll be watching TV. Bring it in." John made his way to the living room. He put his feet up and flicked through different TV channels. He settled on a monotonous fly-on-the-wall program about airports. After a few minutes Kate entered the room by banging the door open. She threw the plate with sandwich down on his lap with distain and turned to leave."Mom," John voiced, "I really want a cake.""Go and buy one then." Kate had her hand on the door handle ready to retreat to the kitchen."No, I want you to make one." He finished. Kate turned to face him, making stern eye contact with one hand on her waist."How much more bullshit are you going to do before you get bored?""I'm no where near bored yet." John answered. "Go and get all the ingredients out, I'll be there in a minute."His mother left the room and John soon heard her banging cupboards and clanking pans as she found her baking materials. Noticing what little care had gone into making the sandwich turned John off eating it. The butter was all sporadic on the bread and cheese too thick and just appearing to have been thrown in. He placed it down on the coffee table in the centre of the room and went to find his mother. Upon entering he saw her placing the last of the ingredients on the sideboard. There were eggs, sugar, flower, chocolate, icing, and lemons."Where are those icing decoration things?" He asked, "Put some effort in, Mom." Kate stretched above her head to a cupboard and pulled out the edible stars and shapes. She slammed the door shut."Is this ok now?" She stated sarcastically. Her cheeks were red with frustration. "Shall I start?""Not quite." John smiled. Kate huffed in annoyance. He opened the cupboard at the end of the sideboard and pulled out a rolled up red chequered kitchen apron. He handed it to his mother."What? You want me to wear this?" She asked puzzled."Yeah," replied John, "But only the apron." Kate let it unroll to the floor. It was clean but crumpled. It covered the middle of the wearer's chest with straps to go round the neck, widening slightly from the waist down with ties that did up at the back. She chuckled."You really are a sad little boy aren't you.""And you're a filthy slut." He retorted. "Get out of your clothes." Kate was still seething, but took the apron through to the living room. John felt himself getting excited, his cock started to press against his jeans. He hastily ran upstairs to fetch his camera. He got back to the kitchen and sat down on a stool just in time to see his mother walk through the door. His cock hardened further at the sight of her. He couldn't stand up, she had turned his dick into a rock.She stood with a straight back making her breasts prominent on her figure. The square of material on the chest of the apron only just covered her nipples, the sides of her boobs exposed. The bottom of it covered down to her thigh. John instructed her to spin around. The apron covered little of her ass, but she had left her black cotton underwear on anyway. The straps tied at the back playfully swung side to side and against her bottom as she turned. The straps were the only thing to cover her otherwise bare back. John had taken quite a liking to his mother's slender back, maybe because it was the part of her body he was most used to seeing in conversation before all this started. As she came about to face him John clicked and took the first picture, a full length body shot."I thought you might be taking pictures again." She sneered. The camera clicked again, and another few times."Are you proud of yourself?" She asked with a tone of cynicism. John got up off the stool in spite of his hard on. Moving slowly towards his mom he continued capturing images of her top half."Put your hands on your waist." He ordered. Kate complied, and even titled her face in that teasing manner toward the camera lens. Click click the camera went."Now put your hand by your mouth." John continued. Kate did as she was told."Well? Are you proud of yourself?" She repeated mid-pose."Very." John said to be matter-of-fact. Kate noticed his erection as it strained against his jeans."Urgh, that's disgusting." She motioned. "Don't you feel like a little freak getting stiff over your own mother?""You have a great body," He complimented, "but you're a fucking whore. I don't have respect for you, you're just meat. Like some bitch in porn." Kate swallowed a lump in her throat. She turned her back to him again so she could get a moment with her own thoughts. John noticed her stop posing and told her to put her hands on the wall and stick her ass out. Kate did as she was told, hoping John did not notice her wiping her eye."Ok," John lowered the camera from his eye line, "You can start cooking now." Kate moved to the counter while keeping her back to him. Grabbing a scrunchie from the table she tied her hair behind her head. She began cracking eggs and mixing different stuffs into a bowl. The camera kept on flashing and clicking, with John occasionally checking the images and smiling at his growing collection. It was very quiet in the kitchen now, after the sarcastic tones and arguments all that could be heard was the spoon banging the side of the mixing bowl and the mixture thickening.Kate heard John approach her, but remained concentrated on the cake. She saw John place the camera next to where she was working. He placed his hands on the sides of her waist and positioned his crotch against her black panties. He pushed hard against her ass, and Kate felt his bulging erection creeping against her cotton."Stop it, what are you doing?" She yelped. Kate moved forward, her pelvis hard against the work surface. John moved with her, grinding his crotch against her bottom, keeping her pressed against the counter."Keep mixing." He whispered. John bent his knees to push his bulge against her pussy. One hand found its way under the apron and cupped her breast. He explored the fleshy mound, feeling with his fingers its wonderful smooth texture. He began gently massaging it in circles and squeezing. Kate was static, only very slowly moving the spoon around the bowl. John kept this up for a few moments before putting both hands back on her sides and sliding them slowly down her body. His fingers hooked into the rim of her underwear."John..." Kate murmured."Keep mixing." He repeated. His hands glided over her ass and smooth legs taking the panties with them. They slid down to her knees and fell without resistance. Kate stepped out of them and John kicked them away."John..." Kate had stopped with the mixture, turning her head trying to see him over her shoulder. John stepped back and looked at her bare ass, licking his lips. His mother had now put the mixing bowl down, resting on her hands. John pulled her hips backwards making her bend over the counter. Kate went down to her elbows for support, her forearms falling into a thick mess of flower and chocolate and milk on the surface. She felt a breeze run through the house and the cold air kiss her labia. John looked at her vagina from a foot or two back, camera now back in hand. Impulsively John knelt down between her legs and gave her pussy a light kiss. He could not explain himself. He stood up instantly, almost to see if she did not notice. For some reason she did not feel the want to protest. She hated that John had been able to blackmail her like this, and turn her into a naked bimbo. She felt more a chill of terror at his new confidence with their bodily contact than anything.John coughed, shaking off what he'd just done. A moment of composure later and he was taking more pictures. He went for every angle; around him mom's ass, the side, near the front. Kate had succumbed to his will, she was his to use. John picked a small pair of scissors out of a draw and cut the neck snap on the apron. The top half drooped to the floor exposing her luscious ripe tits fully. John noted her nipples erect. Kate turned her head away from the camera, but he was quick to instruct his mother to look into the lens. After a few pictures like this John decided to reposition his mom so her tits pushed into the mess on the surface. Her ample bust pushed all the paste and cake mix around her cleavage as her tits flattened and spread against the surface. John made sure she arched her back presented her ass as though she would be fucked from behind. A few snaps like this and he untied the apron fully and tossed it to the side. John had his mother entirely naked once again, her shame open to the world with help of his camera."Stand up and turn around," commanded John. His mother did so, showing him her bust covered in mess."I want you to run your hands over your tits and lick your fingers." He continued. Kate was relieved she was safely back to posing for the camera. She was truly dreading that her son was about to fuck her as she bent over the counter. Should that situation come how could she get away? Get away without upsetting him so much that he sends these photos to people she knew. She could not live knowing her friends and family had seen her humiliated like a whore. She trod a thin line. John was becoming more and more confident, and could see from the bulge in his jeans that this was a sexual thing for him, not just about getting her back for scorning him in the past. He did not mind forcing her to masturbate so what would stop him using her for more? Kate could only take it one step at a time. For now, she stroked her breasts and licked her chocolaty fingers at her son's decree."Yeah that's it you slut, eat it all up." John said as he took more pictures. This continued until the chocolate was nearly all gone. Kate was about to finish, she had a little left by her nipple, and John grabbed her hand to stop her. He lowered his mouth himself and licked the last sweet bits off. He licked around her erect nipple collecting up the chocolate, and flicked it with his wet tongue until Kate spoke."I think you got it all."John pulled his head back and looked at the shiny residue all that mixture had left. Flicking through the newly taken pictures, Kate wondered if he wanted more like last time."Is that all?" She asked. John took a minute to respond as he reviewed his work."Yeah," he finally replied. Kate sighed relief under her breath. She crossed her arms and stared at John."I'm going to store these." John said. "Finish the cake, we can eat it later.""Aren't I allowed a shower? His mother demanded."Sure," He replied, "after you're finished." John made his way upstairs. Kate put her head in her hands, finally able to express her pain. She stood motionless, feeling the stickiness from her hands transfer to her face. Kate jumped as she heard John shout from the top of the stairs;"And don't take too long!" Kate tried to settle herself quickly. She didn't want her son to think he had gotten to her. After retrieving her underwear from the floor she pulled an old shirt from the laundry and put it on, ready to finish John's cake.John was well into storing the new photos on his computer. He checked the message board thread he'd made earlier, with his mom's real name, although still only in her underwear. Responses were good, people using derogatory and offensive terms to compliment his mother's body;'So hot. More Kate plz!''That bitch has a smoking body. And those tits omg.''I wanna blow my load in that bitch. So good looking. Any nudity?''One of my new favs. I'd fuck her so hard she'd go through the wall.'Some of the replies made him laugh, but they all claimed loved for her pretty face, shapely curves and gorgeous tits. John saw many posts requesting nude shots of her. So far he had only put up ones of her soaked and clothed or in her underwear. He was so pleased with all the internet perverts' love for her that he did not even think before uploading more sets. It did not take long to put up the photos of her naked in the apron, and masturbating in her bikini. There was not much going back now. John had exposed his mother at her most intimate to the mass perverseness of the internet. He was making a name for her. He would get her a following of nerds and geeks who wanted to see her do more and more. To be put in filthier and more compromising situations. Within a minute or two the new threads had replies. Someone had commented on her masturbation photos in the garden;'Man she's so horny. She do hardcore?'John knew something like that might get asked but decided not to answer. In any case, he was supposedly just the guy posting the images. No one knew he was the blackmailing son. Another reply soon appeared;'I wanna bury my dick in that pussy.'John felt that same tingle of power as he read these comments. Knowing he was breaking taboo, degrading his own mom in such a way, whoring her out to faceless guys around the world. He loved it.Kate could be heard creaking up the stairs and entering the bathroom. Looking through the crack of his door John just caught a flash of her leg as she disappeared inside. John was amazingly horny, he had not relieved himself since gaining control of his mom. He waited a few moments until he heard the water running and the rattle of the shower door, knowing she was inside. Creeping down the hallway, he nudged the door open and entered. The room was filled with steam, it was hard to see anything more than a foot in front of him. There was a spotlight above the shower, so John could make out the outlines and shadows of his mother's body. Even in silhouette she made his dick hurt. He watched her shadow as she sponged and soaped herself. John was drawn to her like a hungry wolf to a gazelle. He pulled his shirt off over his head, and slipped his jeans off his legs. His cock pushed far out the fly hole in his boxer shorts, but John also removed those. He stood completely naked with a thick and raging hard on, just feet from his showering mother who had no idea of his presence.Kate continued to soap her chest in effort to be rid of the stickiness. She scrubbed with a sponge charged with soap creating a rich lava all over her body. The shower was a large one with a sliding door, easily big enough for two people. Kate did not notice the door opening, John taking extra care to be quiet. The steam was so thick she could not even see everything inside the cubicle, such as John stepping inside. He took less care to shut the door once he was in, sliding it across with force so it made the rattling noise his mom knew well. Kate turned suddenly."John!?" She yelped. As she turned she saw him standing there, entirely naked, sporting a raging hard on. Her eyes widened like a rabbit in headlights."Do you want me to pose again?" She asked timidly, "Where's your camera?""No photos his time." He stated. Moving toward her he put his hands on her chest and rubbed the soap around her body, around her breasts and down her back, grabbing full handfuls of her fleshy ass. John moved his body closer and Kate felt his erection against her thigh. His dick was so hot, it felt warmer than the shower against her leg. John continued to grab and grope and massage his mom's curves."This is too fucking far, John." She protested. Hands found their way over her body. He ran his fingers down her stomach and hips to squeeze her thigh and ran them back up over her bottom and up her back."I don't care if you send those pictures out. This is too much." She reiterated. Trying to push him away, she made for the shower door. John held her hand and pulled her back."Let go you bastard!" She yelled. She beat her fist on his chest, but it made no difference. John pulled her tightly towards him, hip to hip. His hard on pushed down between her slippery thighs. Kate still felt the intense heat of it. With one hand firmly on the small of her back he used to other to pick a bottle of soap and squirt it over his mom's bust. He rubbed the gel into her skin as before. Kate let out the occasional vent of anger, such as a small scream or shout and kicked her legs. John's hands were once again charged with this thick lava of soap. Moving his hand down her stomach and pelvis he began exploring her public hair. Kate became more frantic in her protest, yelling and screaming and kicking a fighting. John used greater force, pushing his hand down further until he felt the swollen lips of her pussy. He dragged his fingers along them, enjoying the texture of her intimate skin made slippery by the soap."No John, no!" Kate shouted, "Don't go any further!" Keeping one hand tightly around her back, John began moving his fingers back and forth over Kate's vagina. The gel allowed him to do this smoothly, like she was an oiled machine."Stop! Stop!" His mother yelled at the top of her lungs. John applied greater pressure while rubbing her pussy. The tips of his fingers began to enter her warmness. Kate arched forward, breathing frantically. He moved his hand in circular motions, sliding his fingers along her vaginal lips, and teasingly playing with her clit. John found he had to use less force to keep his mother still now. With his free hand he slapped her butt, just to affirm his authority."Get your hands off of me." Kate spoke more quietly now. John forced two slippery fingers into her pussy. He pushed them in up to the knuckle and pulled out within a second. His fingers went back to tease her clit, the soap still lubricating her well. Kate fell onto his body, giving a low moan as she did so. She had one hand on his chest, digging her nails slightly into his skin. Her other armed wrapped itself around his. John pushed his fingers back inside her, wiggling them a little when they were all the way in, then pulling them out again. He divided his time finger fucking her pussy and rubbing her clit. Kate moved her arms around his neck and hugged on tightly. She pushed her open mouth against his shoulder, and parted her legs a little more."You like this, you bitch?" He asked. Kate bit into his shoulder. He gained speed as he shoved his fingers up her snatch, pushing them in with force until he heard his mother panting next to his ear. His cock remained solid, knowing his mother no longer resisted."Yeah?" John spoke, "You love this don't you, you slut.""Fuck you." Kate whispered. John continued pumping his fingers into her with ferocity. Kate whimpered harder, her breathing getting faster."That's it. Love it. Melt over my fingers, cunt." He coaxed her on."Agh!" She let out. "Fuck you!" Kate shut her eyes and bit her lip. She made loud grunts and gasps which echoed around the bathroom. Beads of sweat ran down her forehead and back, enticed on by the thick steam. Kate's knees bent and she threw her head back, mouth wide open letting out a long agonising moan. She drowned out the sound of the shower splashing the tile floor. John's fingers were in a flurry going in and out of her sopping pussy, pulling out for brief seconds to rub her clit and shoving them back in. Kate rocked her body on her son's hand. Her legs gave way from the intensity of the feeling. John stopped her falling and slowly helped lower her, fingers still deep and working the walls of her vagina. He felt warm juices running down his hand, hotter than the soapy lava from the gel. Her pussy contracted and released around his fingers as she dug her fingers into him. John lowered her with himself to the floor of the shower."I knew it, you slut." John smirked as he pulled his fingers from her excited cunt. Kate sat leaning against the wall of the shower with legs bent in front of her, water cascading down her body and sultry eyes. She took deep breaths trying to recover. John sat opposite, legs bent. Kate saw his erection still throbbing, standing proud in the steam."Now it's your turn." He said. Kate moved her arms in front of her, slumping and inhaling."No John, that didn't mean a thing.""Come here." He ordered, stretching his hand toward hers."That was rape." She insisted."Don't act like you didn't love it." John pushed himself forward and grabbed Kate by the arm. Kate turned her head, despising herself. Leaning back, he pulled her back with him, and rested his back against the wall again. Kate was positioned kneeling between his open legs, erection pointing up at her. She stared at his penis hard and throbbing, then up into his eyes."Please John." She whimpered, "Please don't do this." John put a hand on each of her shoulders, pushing her down. She didn't lose eye contact with him."Don't do this." She pleaded. John continued to slowly push her head between his legs. Kate barely resisted, just desperately trying to appeal to his conscience. His cock was right in front of her face now."You don't want this, John." Her final plea sounded."Open your mouth." He ordered."No!" She defied him. John looked at her trembling face for a few moments."Mom," He started, "You're going to do this. I already told you I've lost all respect for you, and think of the things you've already done in front of me. You're nothing but a whore in my eyes now." Kate began to cry, single tears falling from each of her eyes. "Plus I'm the only one who's seen you do these things, and it can stay that way if you want it to. You know I won't think twice about showing the pictures to everyone you know." Kate's face was red, angry and upset, eyes puffy with crying."Open your fucking mouth." John once again commanded. His mother exhaled loudly, only just having caught her breath back. She swallowed a lump in her throat, then opened her mouth as her son has asked her to. John kept one hand on her shoulder, putting the other on the back of her head, and guided her mouth down over his cock and watched it disappear."Relax your mouth." He told her. Kate's lips and mouth closed around his ridged dick. John pinched her shoulder, expressing his pleasure as he felt the soft moistness of her mouth. He voiced a soft groan as her warm tongue settled against the bottom of his shaft. John pulled her head tighter towards him, burying his entire length inside her mouth. Kate pulled back, murmuring. Letting go of her head, John watched as she pulled away from him and choked a little."No so rough." She coughed. John laughed. Placing his hand back on her head he shoved his cock back into her wet mouth, all the way to the hilt. Kate pulled back again, but John would only allow her to withdraw to his head before shoving himself deep inside again. He moved his hips up and down as well as pulling his mother's head back and forth. He gripped her head tightly while her fucked her face, making sure he was in control of the rhythm. Slumping down the wall a little, he laid slightly flatter in the shower. Kate moved back, the still running shower fell down over her back and shoulders. John spent the next few minutes thrusting up into her mouth. Kate felt his cock twitching against her tongue and cheeks as he became more excited. Placing both hands on the back of her head, John pushed her head down with greater force than before, and shoved his hips faster. Kate looked up at his face. His head was tilted back, grunting and huffing. Suddenly he slowed down. His hips bucked less and he made one long, slow, powerful tug on his mother's head making sure he crammed his whole member into her up to the balls. Kate prepared herself, knowing what she was about to receive."Arrgghhh!" John groaned. He looked down at his mom's face, who kept eye contact with him. The sight of his penis disappearing into her mouth spurred him on as he unleashed his cum."Yeah that's it you fucking cunt!" He howled, spurting streams of cum into her mouth. He felt her tongue quivering as it became layered his spunk."Such a whore! A fucking whore!" He yelled. Kate tried murmuring something, muted by his dick. John shot powerful loads deep against the back of her throat"Swallow it. Swallow the lot!" John commanded, beginning to move her head back and forth again. Kate gulped it down. There was so much, she felt like she was chugging it. Her mouth tightened as she did so, sending John into further levels of pleasure. She was milking his cock of its semen."Argh, uurgh!" He yelped, staring down into her eyes. "You know all the tricks, you fucking filthy cunt." Kate made loud murmurs still, unable to speak, taking the heavy load. Eventually the feelings of pleasure faded away, and John released the grip on his mother. She immediately pulled away, his dick flopping out covered in saliva."You fucking bastard!" Kate screamed. She used her hands to slap his chest and face. "You absolute shit! I Hate you! I Hate you!" John just sat there, a confident smile on his face as he watched his naked mother storm out of the shower and slam the door. He could not want this to be going any better.To be continued?I hope you enjoyed this part of the story. Please send feedback to [email protected] . Part 3 will be up in the near future.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58
nature.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/nature.txt	Dear reader: If you've read any of my stories you'll know that the subject matter is usually strange. This story is no exception. If you would like to read some of my other strange stories they can be accessed at: /~Kristen/sarah/ *Linda sat at the kitchen table head in hands staring at the floor. She was depressed, what was she going to do? Herb was becoming more and more distant, and the children were beginning to notice that their parents were having problems. Herb just couldn't get it up anymore, and their sex life was in the dumps. It was beginning to cause a rift between them.She had always been proud of her family; in fact her whole life revolved around her family. Carry who had turned 15 just last week, was all any parent could ask for in a daughter, and Dustin her irrepressible son of 17 was an over achiever who loved his parents and never got into trouble. If things between her husband and her weren't so strained life would be almost perfect.Linda could hear her son and his friend Andy out front shooting hoops and to her shame and confusion she felt her arousal build as she imagined Andy, (for the thousandth time) out there playing ball with her son. His lean hard body, muscles rippling as the sun glinted on his bare chest. Almost without thinking about what she was doing, Linda got up from the kitchen table and walked into the living room to watch the boys shooting their hoops in the driveway. She was fascinated by the way she felt; the sexual thoughts that kept running through her mind as she silently watched the two boys playing with the basketball, unaware that they were being watched.She imagined walking outside; right up to Andy as he and her son played their game. The image in her minds-eye was so vivid that she could almost see the shocked expression of her son's face as she silently walked up to his friend and pushed him up against the garage door. She watched Andy's eyes grow wide as she knelt down in front of the boy, pulling his shorts down to his knees. She could hear Andy's gasp as he realized what was happening to him, and she watched as his young manhood began to stand at attention before her gaze. Linda felt dazed as she saw herself reaching out to grasp his swollen shaft wanting nothing else but to feel it thrusting manfully in and out of her. She wanted to hear this young man grunting and groaning on top of her; taking his pleasure in her body.The vision of herself kneeling on the driveway in front of that handsome young man, outside in full view of her son and the whole neighborhood made Linda shiver in fear, and arousal. She absentmindedly lowered her hand down between her legs, feeling the velvety material of her dress between her fingers and her very wet pussy.As Andy jumped up in front of the basket, dropping the ball through the hoop, Linda could see that he wasn't wearing anything but his shorts. She thought that she had glimpsed something in the shadows that were formed at the leg-openings of his shorts. She rubbed herself a little harder and watched the young man's body until she felt herself tense, and that wonderful release that came to her so easily.What a lovely feeling she thought, 'to come while imagining this strong perfect boy using her'. Linda bucked her hips, pushing her hand harder against her pleasure center as she experienced an incredibly intense orgasmic rush. Her body was out of control for that instant, she loved that moment, it had been too long, she really needed a man."Momma, hello Momma where are you? Oh hi mom."Linda stood rooted to the ground as her daughter walked up to stand beside her. At first she was afraid that Carry had seen what she was doing, but the teenager was looking out at the boys herself and hadn't noticed that her mother was flushed and breathing more rapidly than normal.Linda stood with her hands at her side waiting for her body to calm down from its recent sexual high before saying anything to her daughter.In her heightened state, Linda appraised her daughter's looks, and found that the 15-year-old looked more mature than she might have only moments before. She noticed that her daughter was almost as tall as she was, and that her breasts had grown to match her on 34C cup. Linda suddenly wondered if her daughter was sexually active, that thought made her wonder about her son too. Was Dustin doing it with girls yet? Was Andy?Carry started talking about their up coming trip to buy school clothes and soon Linda was drawn away from the window and into her young daughter's world of school, party's and boys. Linda had promised Carry a trip to the mall to get her ready for her new school year and plans had to be made.Andy was breathing a little faster than he would normally, and he was worried that Dustin would notice his hard-on. Guys didn't get hard-on's when they were playing ball with other guys. But Andy couldn't help himself; he had seen Dustin's mom through the window. He was certain that she thought she was safe from his view, but she wasn't. He'd seen her staring at him, and he'd seen her fingering herself, or at least he was pretty sure he'd seen her doing it.Could he have been mistaken? Mrs. Hamelton had been one of his fuck dreams ever since she had given him that french-kiss back in 7th grade on New Years Eve. He and Dustin had been watching television over at Dustin's when his parents had gotten home from a party just after midnight.Andy could still remember the look in Mrs. Hamelton's eyes as she entered the room. She may have been a little tipsy, but she had the sexiest expression on her face that he'd ever seen before. Mr. Hamelton seemed upset and had said something about her kissing everyone at the party, and he was somewhat miffed at her slutty behavior.At that she had laughed and said that, "a kiss was only a kiss, and it wasn't like I was fucking anyone in the place! Don't you agree boys?" Both boys nodded their heads in agreement, but didn't say anything because Dustin's Father looked even more upset.Andy was shocked that she would say something like that in front of him, but at the same time it fueled his teenage hormones to an intense level. When Mrs. Hamelton went over to Dustin and gave him a new years kiss to prove her point, all Andy could do was watch with a lump in his throat. (And his pants.)But when the sexy vision came up next to him and without a word pulled him out of the lazyboy and pressed her hot moist lips against his, he almost came in his pants. He could still remember what happened when he boldly slipped his tongue between those moist lips. Mrs. Hamelton's eyes seemed to focus on his and she began to suck on his tongue.They stood there exchanging their kiss for what seemed like a dangerously long time, until Dustin said, "Hey!"Startled be his friends yell, Andy pulled away from those incredible lips and looked around the room. Luckily Mr. Hamelton had already left the room, but Dustin looked confused and a little hostile toward him.But today was something different; his dream woman had masturbated while watching him. He knew that was what she'd done, it was just too obvious, it had to be what he thought it was. He also knew that he was going to try to get into Mrs. Hamelton's pants, even if it messed up his friendship with Dustin. He had to try.The boys played ball for a while longer and then Andy said it was time for him to go home for dinner. All the way home he couldn't get the image of his best friend's mother pleasuring herself while watching him. He began to think about how he could get her alone.That day finally came -- the whole Hamelton family, (Except Linda) had to make their monthly trip to grandpa and Grandma Wilson's (Linda's mother and father) for their regular first Saturday in every month visit. This time though Linda had to stay home because she had obligated herself to bake 10 pies for the high school's Sunday bake sale and due to one thing and another hadn't gotten around to doing it earlier in the week.The plan was for her to get the pies done and take the Volkswagen up to her parent's house when she was done. That way she would only miss a few hours and she'd have the pies done for the school. It seemed like a perfect solution.Dustin had let slip the night before what was happening and Andy grew more and more excited as he formulated a plan of sorts. He didn't really know what to do exactly; he wasn't even sure any more that he'd seen what he thought he'd seen. But he was so "in love" with Mrs. Hamelton that he only wanted to be close to her, to hold her -- who was he kidding he wanted to fuck her brains out -- and for the first time since that "kiss" he though that he might have a chance with her.Standing down the block from the Hamleton's, Andy watched tensely as his friend Dustin and his father and sister piled into their car. It seemed like forever before they pulled out of the driveway and headed down the street in the opposite direction.Andy stood there watching as Mrs. Hamelton waved good-bye to her family and then turned to go back into the house. He swallowed hard and tried to get a grip on his warring emotions as he walked on shaky legs to the kitchen door around the back of the Hamelton house.He felt slightly sick to his stomach, 'what was he doing?' he thought. 'What would happen if he had misread her, what would happen if she was offended by him or worse -- afraid of him?'The curtain was pulled back from the little window in the kitchen door as Andy stealthily snuck up to it to peer in. There she was! A picture of feminine beauty in her light summer dress, and a frilly apron tied loosely around her slim waist.He smiled to himself when he noticed the evidence of white flower on her pretty nose. She must have touched her nose while concentrating on making the dough for the pies. Andy looked through the window watching Mrs. Hamelton fluffing the flower onto the tabletop preparing to roll the dough out.Very quietly Andy opened the door and closing it just as quietly he stepped up behind her.Linda stiffened and turned around as she sensed someone in the room with her. "Andy! What are you doing here?!" She said in a breathless voice. Dustin's friend had given her quite a scare sneaking up on her like that."I... uh... I just thought I'd stop by to see if you needed any help Mrs. Hamelton." Andy stumbled over his words, he was so nervous. The thoughts that had been running through his over sexed mind all week were making him crazy with lust. He found that he had a hard time looking away from her breasts as they rose and fell from her heightened breathing."Well, Andy I'm doing just fine. I have to hurry and finish this little project and be out of the house by noon if possible. So if you'll excuse me I need to get back to work." She turned and began to pull lumps of pie dough from the bowl and place them to one side.Andy stood rooted to the ground looking at Mrs. Hamelton's back; his eyes took in her soft blonde hair, wide yet feminine shoulders, her slim waist... As he looked at her behind, his hands moved out to touch it. He could feel the boner in his pants painfully throbbing for some kind of release.Linda jumped and whirled around with a look of anger in her eyes. "What was that? Young man you better leave right now!" she said, trying to sound stern, but really wishing that she was 17 again, and single of course.Andy swallowed hard and without saying anything he pushed Mrs. Hamelton back against the table so that her bottom was resting against the edge. As she opened her mouth to protest the teenager placed his hands upon her breasts and squeezed them, while at the same time Andy covered her mouth with his.Linda began to struggle as the young man forced his tongue between her lips. 'What was he doing? What was he thinking? She couldn't let this happen, everything would be ruined if this continued.' She tried to shove Andy away from her, but realized for the first time that Dustin's friend was bigger than she was, and stronger too.Andy was desperate now. He felt a strange heightened sexual arousal brought on by Mrs. Hamelton's struggling. It made him feel like a dominant animal, a powerful male to have his best friend's mother struggling under him like this. He could hear her breathing and could sense her femininity. All he wanted to do was shove himself into her, to know what mysterious delights were hiding inside her body for him.Linda pulled her mouth away from him and yelled, "Andy stop it! Stop it now, what are you crazy?!"But at that point nothing was going to stop Andy -- a quiet calm had come over the boy, even Mrs. Hamelton's screeching voice barely registered to him. He firmly pressed her to her back on the flower-covered table as her arms began to flail. He watched her lovely body struggle under his hands as he pulled her dress up to uncover tanned thighs. That made him spurt a little more pre-cum from his swollen cramped cock, he could feel it coming up from his depths as he yanked her panties off and feasted his eyes on the true object of his mounting lust.Linda was shocked, she couldn't believe that quiet respectful Andy would -- or could do something like this. But what really disturbed her more than Andy's violent action was her response to it.Even though she was loudly protesting, all she wanted was for the boy to pull his pants down and fuck her brains out. She could feel the moistness between her legs as she watched the teenage boy staring at her exposed pussy. She squirmed a little under that intense gaze.Then the boy took one hand from her chest and began to fumble with the fly of his pants. Linda knew that if she wanted to she could have forced her way clear of the boy at that moment. He wouldn't be able to hold her with one hand. But to her astonishment she just lay there with her back on the kitchen table and Andy standing between her spread legs -- and watched in fascinated horror as the boy's cock popped into view.Linda knew that everything would change if she let this continue. But as the boy dropped his pants and stepped out of them, Linda stopped the pretense of struggling and lay there looking up into Andy's eyes, and then down between his legs.It had been so long since she'd had really good hot sex with another human being. Herb was lackluster at best and over the past year had almost completely lost interest in sex. Thoughts kept popping into her mind unbidden; Andy's body on top of hers humping away, the feeling of his strong young cock thrusting away deep inside of her.Linda began to pant as the boy stepped up between her legs and began to fumble between them. She could no longer help herself; no longer cared what would happen after, all she wanted was what this boy had to offer. She leaned on one elbow and took his hot swollen erection and rubbing the head of it to spread his juices around, placed it against her dripping slit."Shove!" she whispered, "just shove Andy."Andy looked startled at the turn of events, but followed her instructions without even thinking about it. A loud moan escaped from Andy's lips at the vary moment that Linda sighed in satisfaction.Andy groaned as he felt for the first time in his life the wonderful sensations of a woman's cunt closing around his cock. The slick warm place that he'd only dreamed about was everything he'd even imagined it would be.Linda almost sat up as the boy stood there with his cock plowed deeply into her holding her tightly against his body. Linda smiled as she quickly yanked her cotton dress off over her head and unsnapped her bra and let it fall to the floor with the rest of her clothes.Andy gasped as he saw a woman's body for the first time, and he was fucking her, he was planted deep inside her. With that though raging through his mind the boy began to pump his young strong hips, thrusting as deeply as he could into his new lover.It only took a few thrusts for Linda to reach that lovely place that she had been taking herself with her hands for the past year. Her orgasm made her pussy throb and clasp down on the young teenager's cock as he thrust, and the friction was too much for Andy to hold back for long. The boy looked at the wild woman below him, she was riding his cock like a rodeo queen. He couldn't believe it, the feelings were surging through his body like nothing he'd ever experienced before, when his vision blurred and his knees began to tremble.He felt the freedom that coming always gave him. He firmly held Mrs. Hamelton in place as he emptied himself into her. They looked deeply into each other's eyes as he came in her. They both knew what was happening and they both wanted it.After a moment, Andy's mind came back into focus and he realized that he was holding his best friend's naked mother in his arms, with his cock firmly planted inside her. The boy began to pull out, trying to formulate what he could say. What to do, what had he done?Linda saw the confusion on the young man's face and knew exactly what to do. It was too late to turn back now, what was done was done. She said smoothly, "Climb up on the table Andy dear and lie down."The boy looked at her speechless, but after a moment he pulled out of her, noticing that his come was leaking from between the slit of her pussy. He climbed up on the table and lay as instructed, wondering all the time what she had in store for him. He could feel the flower on his backside; it was weird. Mrs. Hamleton's back was covered in flower where he'd pushed her down.Linda greedily took the boys cock in her hand and climbed over him with her thighs on each side of his strong masculine hips. Linda lowered herself onto Andy's hard teenaged cock and closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt his hard yet soft cock slip all the way home. 'God it felt wonderful after so long without,' she thought, as she rode the boy to another orgasm.Andy had never imagined this scenario even in his wildest dreams, here was his dream woman fucking him with unabashed lust, shouting at him, telling him that he was a stud, and that his cock felt so good.The boy had never heard a female talk dirty before. He didn't know that they did that, and this wanton display, and the fantastic sensation that she was causing him to experience as she rode him like a horse, brought the teenager to the top again.Amazingly they both came at the same moment again.Linda could feel the young man's body tense under her. She thought that she could even feel him spurting inside her, and that thought made her crazy at just the right moment. She shivered and clamped her thighs tightly against the boy's hips as she experienced another long wonderful orgasm impaled on Andy's throbbing cock.**After they had their second orgasm Linda realized what a mess they had made of themselves and the kitchen. They were covered in flower from head to toe, so Linda dragged Andy off to the bathroom to take a shower.Of course the shower turned into another fuck session and Linda never did make it to her parent's house that Saturday. But her pies were the rave of the high schools cake sale on Sunday, she received numerous inquiries for the recipe.For several years Linda found that it became harder and harder to get away on family outings. She would have to tell her loving family to go without her, and that maybe she'd be able to make it the next time.Andy kept a close friendship with Dustin, even staying overnight at his house whenever he could wangle an invitation. Herb had observed many times that, "Andy had almost become a member of the family."END{A special acknowledgment} Thank you Kristen Becker for showing me the way, you're my hero.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58
amothers.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/amothers.txt	My son had been dating this hot little 18 year old Greyfork Honeybees cheerleader for several months now, and every time they were together, they were all over each other, kissing, hugging, sucking, and fucking. They were never quiet nor discrete about it and many times I masturbated myself to sleep listening to Nikki's loud unintelligible grunts and Alex' moans as he came in her. Their nasty talk really got me off, and hard.One night I heard them in the living room, just starting, so I tiptoed down to the landing and crouched down and looked through the railing. I saw Nikki riding Alex like a cowgirl in a rodeo. He was pumping her tiny pussy full of his sweet cock as she screamed out, "OH GOD, HARDER Alex, HARDER!" I watched as she lay on Alex, kissing his neck and nipples as his exquisite dick pushed in and out of her eager little pussy; the condom-covered shaft glistened with her lubricious juices; their naked bodies practically fused to each other as they fucked wildly on my couch. Nikki rose and tilted her head back to scream my son's name as her orgasm hit her powerfully. I was amazed she lasted so long. My son rammed two fingers into her taut, sweaty bottom. Nikki looked toward my room then back to Alex, both panting huskily as she commented, "I hope we aren't too loud for your mom; she's so cool to let us fuck like this," she got a very distant look, "she's so beautiful, I wonder if she ever has mind-blowing sex like we do? I know tons of guys who'd love to have her." I almost fainted as she playfully added with glee, "women too."I couldn't sleep well that night; thoughts of those two gorgeous children ran threw my head like a blinding collage in my brain. My son's beautiful, pussy-slicked cock pounding Nikki's drooling, ripe cunt right before my eyes. The thought of other women being attracted to me; the thought was incomprehensible but at the same time so taboo and innately erotic. I masturbated and was finally able to get a little sleep.The next morning I was in the kitchen bright and early before my son, whom I was sure would sleep in, went to work. I had just finished making us a big stack of buttery pancakes a perennial favorite. Alex came downstairs and gave me a big hug and kissed my neck like his father used to. I felt a pang of sorrow at the thought, "You're up early; I figured you'd sleep in this morning?" He sat at the table and said sheepishly, "Yeah, I guess we were a little loud last night; Nikki can be very vocal, can't she... what smells so good?" I smiled and served him a big stack, "Pancakes, with butter, syrup and sausage links just like you like 'em." He looked at the giant stack of flapjacks, "Gee mom, you've outdone yourself!" I leaned against the sink and smiled as he took a bite, "How long have you been up?" I reached up to put the pancake mix box back in the cupboard. Alex gave me a whistle, which made me blush "Geesus Mom you're incredible," I smiled and looked back at him, "would you like anymore spice, baby," I asked with a little wiggle of my butt, which made us both chuckle a bit then all was soon forgotten. I cleaned up the counter while Alex wolfed down his pancakes.My hands were still in the dishwater when I felt his arms hug my waist and felt his body against mine, "You're very pretty, Mom; you know that?" I could feel his erection between my panty-clad bum cheeks and I stammered, "U-u-urr, umm... urr... thank you honey, that's sweet of you to say." His hands felt so good; it'd been so long since I'd been touched. "Mom, there's no reason you should be alone, I know Dad wasn't the best man, but there are plenty of good ones out there," he sighed in my ear and whispered huskily, "You have so much to offer a man." I turned in his arms and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, "You'd better get to work, Big Boy." He gave me a playful squeeze on my behind as he added, "You're much too pretty to go to waste... love you, Mom... enjoy your day-off!" I just smiled, "Love you too!" Then he left.I leaned back on the stove; my pussy was soaked, and every moment he stood there was near-agony. The bath had my name on it, so I went upstairs and got in the shower. The earthy, heady aroma of my drenched pussy wafted to my nose, as I knew it would, "an excited pussy is a powerful pussy," as my father always said throughout my childhood; the double meaning kind of amuses me now. A strong pussy is more of a curse in the women of my family, but its power over men is appealing. I got in the shower; the lukewarm water felt so good as it cooled my fiery body and gave me time to think. I chastised myself for being attracted to my own son, but decided it was more the deep lust I've built up for the past few months, when Alex and Nikki started fucking all over my house Quothe the Raven, Only this and nothing more.As I dried my hair, I got a thought and went into my bedroom with a towel wrapped around my naked body. I took the towel off and appraised myself in the mirror, "long auburn hair, nice decently proportionate body; my breasts are too small, but my nipples are extremely sensitive and enthusiastic they get hard at the drop of a hat and my hips are wide, but give me beautiful curves. I hate my boobs though, it doesn't matter my husband left me for a younger, bustier model. My pubic hair is soft and downy I stopped shaving it after Alex' father left and with him went my sex drive." I lay on my bed and idly rubbed my pussy while thoughts of my son and Nikki fucking on my couch went through my mind.I must've lain there for about half an hour, because the doorbell rang about noon. I turned on the outside monitor and saw Nikki standing there with Alex' school jacket tied around her little waist, had to admire the girl, her body was in perfect shape, especially for a cheerleader; I saw why my son liked her so much, so I put my robe on and went to answer the door.Nikki stood there with a sweet grin and had a basket of various things, "Alex told me you spent your days-off alone in this house, so I figured I'd come over and keep you company, hope you don't mind," she brushed past me, and my nipples responded as always by getting hard and stiff, "I brought some goodies too." I watched her bounce into the room very energetically and took a seat on the couch in front of the TV. She patted the spot next to her.We talked for a few minutes about my ex husband and her ex boyfriend and how she didn't feel like she could date until Alex came along. She detailed there meeting and falling in love. Then she stood and announced she was going to pour us some of the red wine she brought. I was getting quite turned on sitting in the spot my son and this beautiful young lady rabidly fucked just hours ago; I could feel my pussy getting wet. I tightened my robe as best I could so as to conceal my growing arousal, "What am I thinking," I thought, "I shouldn't be getting this excited over thoughts of my own son naked with this girl." I'd never been with another woman, but I couldn't deny the effect I was feeling.Nikki returned with a couple glasses of wine and a gorgeous smile and sat down to my left, "I really want to thank you for letting me and Alex have sex in your house, Mrs. H, not many Mothers would be as great as you have for the past few months," she scooted a little closer to me; I could smell her lovely scent fresh, clean with a hint of sexy musk this girl was sex personified, "I know we can get a little loud, hope we don't keep you awake!" I just smiled and took a drink of my wine, "Oh, it's perfectly fine; I wanted my son to find a healthy, energetic girl and not go all over town to hunt one." She smiled softly and put her arm around my shoulder, "so you enjoy us havin' fun in your house?" I smiled as I took another drink, "At least I know you two are safe and not goin' around all over the place, so it's worth it!" I leaned into Nikki a bit on that last part, feeling really good not just from the wine."So you masturbate while listening to us?" Nikki asked this shyly, and it came off so cute and youthful. My face reddened a bit as I sipped the sweet drink, "Well you're a very energetic girl, and you remind me of me and Alex' father when we were younger." She gave me a devilish grin, "He was a good fuck, huh? Have you been with anyone since?" I just looked at her as I sipped my drink, "What is this, I've never tasted anything like it?" I asked taking a big greedy gulp, "You like it? It's a little concoction I make, vodka, honey and wine, with just a pinch of cinnamon for kick." I smiled and motioned for a refill, "It's very, very good. Barely one glass and already I feel buzzed." She smiled sweetly and patted my knee.But she wasn't deterred, "Really, no shit? I've had at least three guys already," she winked as she added with a devious little grin, "the third was a threesome with Alex's friend Jeremy." She stood up in front of me and stuck her butt out a bit, "Alex was fucking me like he does, pumping m soft and gentle getting me very wet your boy's a wonderful lover, always takes his time and listens to my body and all of the sudden, Jeremy comes in and smiles at Alex then to me." Nikki retrieved a baggie from her basket and unwrapped the contents, a tiny cylindrical vibrator, then got back into her previous position, "Then sweet, innocent Jeremy stood right in front of me, as Alex was fucking me into a seething frothy rush, and took his pants off, pressing his beautiful cock up to my lips for me to kiss." She mimicked her actions with the vibrator, "Alex pumped my hot cunt full of his sweet cock as I massaged Jeremy's tasty cock with my tongue. For several long minutes, we fucked and sucked each other. It was so wild!""Oh god! This wasn't fair; I'd barely gotten over my son this morning, now this hot little girl has got my pussy screaming for the fire brigade." I thought devilishly, "I can't keep taking showers bad for the skin. "They fucked both my holes for a few minutes, it felt so amazing, then they took turns back and front, Jeremy even slipped the tip of his dick into my ass; that set me off like a firecracker." She quivered and squealed huskily, then took bow as I applauded her sexy pantomime. She sat down beside me and patted my knee while smiling, "Looks like you liked watching me get fucked," her hand rubbed over my nipples lightly, and all I could manage was a proventive whimper as she leaned in, "You're going to love this, Dana!" She took the vibrator from her other hand and pressed it into my sticky pussy lips; I tried to squirm hesitantly, "Shh, relax, baby," and then she kissed me as the buzzer hit my enthusiastic clit. I was feeling very comfortable and getting into her ministrations, spreading my thighs apart to give her access to my steaming pussy. She ran the vibe up and down my creamy slit as I squirmed and writhed with more lust than I've felt in a long time. "Just relax, baby, let mamma Nikki take care of you." She stood up in front of me and wiggled her hips, "Did you like the way Alex and I moved last night?" All I could do was nod not really hearing as she danced for me. I watched, stunned, as she turned around and bent over, almost touching her toes, while looking at me looking at her. She danced and gyrated for me a moment, and then stood directly in front of me; her curvy waist mere inches from my face that musk was much stronger now, and I saw why. Underneath my son's jacket, Nikki has no underwear or even leggings. She threaded her fingers through my hair, "I see you like my ass," before I knew it, she undid the jacket and gave me a birds eye view of her overheated slit, "You'll love my pussy!" Almost involuntarily, I dove into her beautiful, glistening muff, savoring the flavor as her juices cascaded from her molten pussy. This girl had me in a sexual haze; the likes of which I hadn't known in all my life, and I loved it! For several too brief moments, I sucked and slurped her tight, young, succulent pussy for all I was worth. Nikki pressed my head harder to her, "Mmmmmm, you're certainly not out of practice." I sucked her clit hard and nibbled it for the compliment, which made her knees go weak, "Oh god yes, baby, like that," she proclaimed through gritted teeth. After a few minutes, she screamed out loud as she came, "Mmmm, that was delicious, Dana!" I licked her engorged lips and smiled my agreement. "Now sit back and let this Bee find some honey." I lay back as she spread my legs a little further, "Oh my, Dana, you've got a beautiful pussy, so wet and quivery," she rubbed her hand over my sparse pubic hair," Alex'll love this!" I barely heard her as she dove into my lubricious pussy, sucking and licking ravenously; her tongue tracing my every crease and seam. We played with each other and every toy she brought for hours, just sucking and fucking each other into oblivion. I must have cum at least 30 times; I lost count after about eight. This girl drove me wild like no other, and I never wanted her to stop. The room smelled of heated pussy and girlcum as Nikki was bringing me to at least my 31st orgasm of the day. The massive climax washed through my body with such force and bathed Nikki's sweet face yet again in sexual bliss. Panting, my body felt saturated with Nikki's cum and ached from our games, hopefully she felt the same. We'd gotten in a 69, and I was so drunk off her inebriating sexuality that I didn't even notice my son tiptoe through the kitchen door and come over to us, licking and slurping obliviously. Nikki sat back on my face a little, filling my nostrils with her fresh, musky aroma, and ground her clit into my lips, "Mmm, baby," she started, "you're the best thing to happen to pussy since tongues." Then she slid off, revealing my beautiful son standing behind the couch naked; he was very nicely developed and sumptuous, "But I've got somethin' better, let's see how you do with a real cock." I slid down and rested my hips on the couch arm. Nikki presented my swollen pussy like a letter on Wheel of Fate, "Back from an extended hiatus, I give you, the ninth wonder of the world."Alex took my thighs into his hands and sunk his immense man-meat into my eager cunt, pumping me vigorously as Nikki watched with glee. For the next few minutes, my son and I fucked while Nikki voyeured. Alex was very enthusiastic, pounding my already soar cunt, and came like a rocket, spurting his seed all over my chest, which set me off again for my umpteenth orgasm of the evening. We all collapsed from utter exhaustion and fulfillment.Nikki helped me upstairs and we took a shower together while Alex crashed on the couch. As the water massaged our aching bodies, we washed each other and cuddled, "So, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?" Nikki looked at me and smiled. To be continued?
adark.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/adark.txt	Jack Duncan is a free-lance professional photographer specializing in unusual natural science work and is on assignment to develop a photo essay on Haiti. His wife Debbie is researching and writing a paper on Voodoo. They have been married for 10 years forming a distinctive team that combined her research and journalistic skills with his award winning photography. As a result they traveled widely on numerous coveted projects from acclaimed international organizations. The past 2 years had been rough on their marriage. Jack, at 56 stood about 5'10" and weighed nearly 275 pounds. His weight and smoking had led to erectile dysfunction and an inability to perform sexually. Side-effects of the popular drug therapies posed grave consequences to him which in effect eliminated medication as an option. The humiliation led to a low self-esteem and eventually he withdrew from any kind of physical relationship with Debbie. On the other hand Debbie is only 32 having met Jack while a student at the university while he was teaching a class in ancient cultures. She has a PhD in Anthropology but looks more like a model. She has wavy, natural blonde hair atop a 5'6" body weighing 123 pounds. Blessed with a stunningly beautiful face and stark green eyes, Debbie has shapely hips carried on long, lovely legs. With supple breasts filling a B-cup, she is a striking woman. Although impotent, Jack's appetite for eroticism had not vanished. Having a pretty wife he discovered a new arousal through visual stimulation. Although he never spoke to her about his feelings, he secretly harbored a desire for public exhibitionism by Debbie and encouraged a selection of fashions to provoke that behavior.As part of their assignment Debbie was researching the Voodoo-si, women who serve the Mawu, the supreme Voodoo being. Everyday she went searching the main streets and back alleys she could find to develop her understanding of the subject matter.One day exploring an alley she abruptly ran into a strange boy. She was struck by his piercing clear blue eyes. He was barefoot, dressed only in a dirty pair of jockey shorts and was small in stature and slightly built. With his hair in dread-locks, his facial features and stark black complexion pointed to an aboriginal heritage. With a surprising authority he took Debbie by the hand and pulled, leading her away. She felt unable to resist. He led her into a narrow, dim alley between broken down shacks. Debbie asked "where are you taking me?" The boy just mumbled "Hattie will see you." "Who is Hattie?" she asked."Who you are seeking," was his answer.On unsteady legs she followed passively. The boy took Debbie to a little beachside shop. When they entered she saw this was the place of Madam Hattie, a local fortune teller. The boy led Debbie to a small room with one lit candle in the middle of a tiny round table and then simply disappeared. Regaining her composure, Debbie was greeted by a short, round black lady dressed in flowing purple robes entering the room through a draped doorway. "You may call me Hattie," she began. Hattie dominated the conversation. Soon she said, "I will tell your future," and proceeded to take Debbie's hands in hers and turn them palms up studying intently. Debbie stared into her eyes and felt as if this woman was looking into her mind. Quickly she let go of her hands and took out a deck of Tarot cards and counted out ten and turned them face up on the table in front of Debbie. She selected 5 and pushed them toward her. She said, "These are the most important at this time for you to learn what your future holds."She described each of the five cards, The Fool, The Devil, The Hanged Man, Death, and The Empress. Then Hattie explained "you will soon become aware of your own needs, and the desire will be very unsettling to you. Your mind is imaginative and once opened to concealed truth it will unleash a seductive thirst. You will reach the end of a phase in life which has served its purpose and will yield to another through unexpected events.""That is very interesting Hattie, but I don't really believe in the Tarot," Debbie said trying to be cheerful but stating her convictions all the same.Ignoring her comment and pointing to her wedding ring Hattie asked "What is the condition of your relationship?"Alarmed by her boldness, Debbie paused and considered what to say. Finally she answered truthfully "He is much older than me and," hesitating, "and our relationship is, let's just say plutonic.""Yes," Hattie affirmed confidently. "And that is a lifeless ache for one with such youth and beauty. The ache must be appeased to return pleasure to your life. You don't have to believe. The Tarot show only what is and not what might be if you believe." And then, looking into Debbie's eyes Hattie told her, "This old woman will help you. Quand je vous appelle, vous devez venir chez moi."Debbie wrinkled her face not understanding. "What did you say? I don't speak French," she said."When the time comes you will understand," she answered.Amused she thought, "My sex life sucks! How is she going to help me with that?"That evening Jack and Debbie went out for dinner to a beach bar near where she had met Hattie. The crowd was a mixture of tourists and locals. There was a band playing and about half the crowd was drinking and dancing and the other half eating, listening to the music and people watching.Debbie wore an ankle length, asymmetrical hem pale green skirt with a deep side slit that barely hid a g-string panty. She had chosen a sheer net emerald green blouse that plunged to a tie just below the breast line worn over a mid-drift length see-through gauzy chemise top. At Jack's urging she wore no bra. Although the chemise and blouse were both transparent, the layering of the two teased the imagination yet offered an air of modesty. To complete her ensemble she wore a pair of plain white heels.After eating Jack ordered a couple of cocktails for them, and they both turned their attention on the crowded dance floor. Debbie twisted in her chair to gain a better view. It was then she noticed the strange boy from that morning. Leaning over to Jack in a low voice she said, "Casually glance over at the bar. See that black boy? He is staring at me."As Jack looked he found the boy just as Debbie had said, staring in her direction. "Yup, he is hoping to see your breasts," he said trying to goad her.Debbie answered coolly, "Maybe I should let him." Jack just smiled his approval.With her judgment clouded by neglect, Debbie looked back at the boy and demurely crossed her legs allowing the deep slit to expose her leg from the hip. Playfully she pulled on the string of her blouse letting it reveal the chemise. Without the blouse as cover, she knew her full breasts, the pink of her areola and darker nipples were daringly visible. Watching her, Jack's arousal left a distinct damp patch of secretion in his lap.After several minutes of this tease Debbie realized her impulsive misbehavior, and she re-tied her blouse and covered her legs. Watching as the boy continued to stare she chastised herself for acting so shameless.That night Debbie got ready for bed wearing a plain white cotton slip for a nightgown. Jack, embarrassed by having ejaculated at the bar, drank too much and had already fallen asleep. Debbie closed her eyes and dreamed of lust and sexual obsession. She felt lips upon hers and drew a face to her breast so it would suckle upon her. She felt a naked body against her naked body, and felt the unmistakable swelling of manhood against her sex and she bucked her hips to meet it.She awoke from her dream with a jerk as she thought she heard the beat of bare feet running through the bungalow. She was lying on her back, covers thrown to the side, her gown pulled down exposing her breasts. She was drenched in sweat with her legs splayed apart in sexual submission. Her nipples were hard and sensitive as if they had been pinched or bitten.As she felt her heart beat gradually slow and her tense muscles relax she supposed her conduct that night was the source of her wet dream. The next few nights Debbie had that same recurring dream. Each morning she could recall the feeling of naked flesh against her, the lips upon her breast, and the animalistic orgasm, but she could never catch the face of her unknown lover. She found she looked forward to the nights and the reverie. It filled her with enormous desire and longing and afterward left her physically spent and sated. If only Jack could gratify her this way.One evening she was getting ready for bed wearing a sleeveless red silk nightgown. While brushing her hair she noticed that Jack was standing on the deck looking at something. Curious, she walked out to join him. Standing at the rail, she could see a bon fire down the beach and hear voices. She asked, "What do you think is going on?""It doesn't sound like it's a party," Jack answered. Startling both Jack and Debbie, out of the shadows stepped the black boy. Climbing the steps to the deck he took Debbie by the hand. Immediately she felt her will melt away as she allowed the boy to lead her down the beach. "Where are you taking me?" she heard herself ask."Hattie calls to you," he answered leading her on.They quietly walked the beach toward the fire, the boy gripping Debbie's hand and Jack following a few steps behind. Each stride brought them closer and the words became clearer to Debbie. "Quand je vous appelle, vous devez venir chez moi." They were calling to her. As she approached the fire they stopped. She could see a group of people dressed in brightly colored hooded robes. They were dancing around a ring of fire. Standing in the middle of the ring was Hattie. Something had been scratched in the sand. As Debbie studied it she recognized an inverted pentagram, the sign of the devil on the Tarot from which Hattie had read her future.She felt oddly drawn to the fire. The boy let go of her hand and as if in a trance she walked slowly forward. Jack stood mesmerized. The hooded group around parted to let her through. She walked to Hattie and then stood before her with her hands at her sides. "Enlevez vos vêtements ainsi nous pouvons voir votre corps nu," ordered Hattie. Although she could not understand the words, she seemed to know what was expected.Without questioning she crossed her arms in front of her and slid her fingers beneath the straps of her gown sliding them off her shoulders. The gown drifted to the ground at her feet. She stood naked within the ring. Jack wondered in amazement at the beauty of her body. The dancing reflection of the fires on her skin as she turned slowly so all those circling the fire could see her. His eyes were drawn to her breasts standing proud and supple on her chest with areolas the size of silver dollars and soft pert nipples. A trim waist flared to shapely, sensuous hips. A light golden fleece veiled her vulva. Her nipples, only slightly protruding, revealed she was at ease with her nudity. His eyes traced her silhouette, caressing the gentle swell of her rounded bottom. Her body lightly tanned swayed beneath the glare of the fire light tempting his eyes. He felt his heart beating in his chest as if trying to free itself of confinement.Hattie then spoke to the gathered group. "I call upon Dionysius, the spirit of pleasure and unbridled desire. I ask that he expose to you what is already within you. Such is nothing to fear, nothing to shame, or nothing to avoid," she spoke. With that she placed one hand on Debbie's shoulder and with a light pressure caused her to kneel in the sand.At first Debbie's mind was racing, trying to follow and comprehend what was being said. But there was peace and tranquility in letting her thoughts go and simply accept being led. Hattie placed her hand on Debbie's head and chanted, "Produisez son lait pour nourrir la bête de Dionysius." Suddenly Debbie felt a strange pressure in her breasts as if they were swelling. She felt weak and lay on her back upon the sand. She looked up at the stars in the pitch black sky and felt the hands of the acolytes arrange her head, arms and legs to align with the points of the pentagram.Hattie standing with her arms askew and looking to the stars said, "Laissez cette bête boire du lait de votre sein pour enchanter Dionysius." She felt a rising urge deep within her womb. It seemed to flow from her breasts. She found herself slowly rocking her hips back and forth in a languid motion, building a craving within her she knew long ago. She felt the heat of fire on her skin, and could see the flames licking at the sky, and in the shadows, the acolytes as they knelt in the sand.She knew that Jack was watching her. She was on display performing a wanton act in front of these strange people. He could stop this if he wanted, but she could see only hunger on his face. Jack gazed, captivated by Debbie's exhibitionism. He sensed a torrential wave of sexual arousal wash over him as he looked at the boy standing next him. Knowing that a boy was watching the naked body of his wife writhing on the sand fed his voyeurism. Suddenly Hattie jerked her arms to the sky as if lifting a weight. He saw Debbie dig her heels into the sand as she bucked her hips upward as if meeting the thrusts of an invisible lover. With her face contorted and whipping her head back and forth she continued the rhythmic pumping of her hips into the air, up and down until her muscles tensed and she shuddered for several moments. Finally her body slumped back to the sand having reached her sexual release.The ceremony was over. The acolytes, Hattie and the boy disappeared into the blackness of the night, leaving only the two of them in the flickering light of the fires. Jack helped Debbie to her feet and into her nightgown and walked slowly back to the bungalow. Not a word was spoken.Debbie was the first to wake in the morning after a lifeless sleep. She looked over at Jack still snoring away. She thought back to last night. She remembered everything but more like an illusion than reality. Getting out of bed she found sand in the sheets. "It really happened," she thought to herself.After Jack woke and showered they sat quietly on the deck over coffee. "What was that all about?" Jack asked."A Voodoo ritual," she said softly. "And I just let it all happen," explaining her misgivings.From that day on, Debbie gradually noticed her sexuality creeping uncontrollably to the surface. She found herself dreaming about sex even in the day time. Lustful thoughts constantly swirled within her mind. Deviant visions seemed to be weaving their way into her every sleeping and waking thought. Why? What created these strange and perverted desires in her? She thought about Hattie and the Tarot. She decided she would see her and discuss the night on the beach. "Please explain what happened on the beach the other night. That was a Voodoo ceremony," she said."Yes, I am Voodoo-si," she said proudly. "You came to me so your hidden desires could be freed. You are ready to begin your new journey," she explained.Hattie then proceeded to lay out ten cards. Debbie felt a cold shiver run up her spine. They were the exact same ten cards as had laid in front of her before. This time however, Hattie pushed the other 5 cards she did not describe earlier toward Debbie and began to describe them, The Page of Wands, The Queen of the Thrones of Flame, The Three of Cups, The Four of Cups, and The Eight of Cups.She then offered Debbie this explanation. "Love has turned to familiarity and physical pleasure has passed, correct?" she asked. Pausing to see Debbie nod she continued "you are young and still fruitful in mind and body. You long for excitement and gratification?" she asked. Again there was only a slight nod from Debbie. "I have become so obsessed with sex," Debbie began.Hattie reached out and touched her cheek lightly and said "Dionysius has exposed your inhibitions. The desires are natural within you," she said as she took Debbie by the hand. "The lust in your mind is potent. It is temptation that provokes your hunger."Debbie was still confused, "What temptation?""The lure of the forbidden seduces you. It is your temptation. That is what troubles you" Hattie answered. Debbie looked down in her lap shaking her head, "My desires are so decadent," Debbie choked blinking through tears welling up in her eyes."Restrained desire has been freed. You must surrender to it. There is nothing to fear, or shame," Hattie argued.Debbie went home unnerved by what Hattie spoke. That night Debbie found her dream more vivid than ever. Unable to sleep tormented by the conflict between her moral compass and merciless taunting of her striking dream, Debbie quietly arose removing her nightgown and slipped into the shower. Afterward, she peeked at Jack sound asleep and pulled an oversized blanket from the linen closet. Silently stepping outside she was greeted by the fresh ocean air and a barely visible slice of orange on the horizon. Walking down to the beach covered only by the blanket she wanted the struggle to cease. Watching the sun rise she listened to the waves lapping at the beach and the predawn chirping of birds still in their nightly roost. A light breeze carried the salty moisture of ocean spray and a damp chill. Unexpectedly Debbie saw the strange black boy emerge from behind her. He was dressed only in his dingy jockey shorts as he sat in the sand next to her. Apprehensively she looked into his eyes. She saw daring that delighted her, mischief that motivated her and temptation that caused her to tremble. She saw in his eyes a reflection of her lust.Irrationally extending a blanket clad arm, she offered him the warmth of her naked body against the morning chill. Burying his face against her soft breast his lips drew on a nipple. She could feel his tongue taunting her causing a quiver deep inside. A hand cupped her other breast, teasing the soft skin around her nipple with a delicate touch. She gently caressed his face feeling the smooth texture of his dark skin. With her fingers she lightly traced along his young lips nursing from her breast. She could feel the wetness of her sexual arousal. Would she dare have sex with this boy? It was immoral, but she had an undeniable thirst for this taboo temptation. He lifted his face from her breast as his lips reluctantly let her nipple slip from between them. Looking into his eyes she knew she would. Her soft lips parted as she felt the electric thrill of his tongue touching hers for the first time. The kiss was tender at first, then demanding as he pressed his lips hungrily into her.Debbie could feel the unmistakable warmth of the boy's penis against her belly. Reaching down she touched him then held him unable to close her fingers around his thickness. As she lightly brushed her lips over his he murmured, "Give me your body and I will give you ecstasy."Laying back on the sandy beach Debbie spread her legs in submission to the boy. He drew her nipple into his mouth as she cradled his head to her. His tongue pressed her nipple as he sucked. She could feel the sensation deep within her womb as her clitoris hardened and she felt an orgasm course through her body. Holding his rigid penis the thought of his cock sliding into her overcame any lingering rationale she might have had left. With her hand, Debbie guided his throbbing penis to her wet opening. The pressure of his cock at her sex increased as the engorged head slid slightly between her soaked lips. She arched her back to ease his entry. Inch by inch she was giving herself to this black boy. His cock was pushing into the open folds of her moist vulva. She felt the delicious warmth as his thickening penis slid deeper and deeper into her, penetrating her, as she willingly opened her sheath to him. Erotic sensations were willing her to press against him until his young firm cock probed fully into her. The warm folds of her pussy enveloped his cock as it claimed her. He stroked into her once, twice, and then again. Her lust had created an ache of desire for this forbidden mating. His shaft, glistening with her secretions slid in and out of her body, his hands fondling her soft white breasts, and his lips suckling upon her nipples. He moved in and out of her for what seemed like an eternity as his cock made slow deliberate fucking motions into her, then out of her, then back in, stretching her and filling her. Her pink lips spread wide, as his penis fit firmly inside her, possessing her. Her soft folds reveling at the feel of this unfamiliar cock. The boy's black body moved in harmony with her pale body. She felt shameless bound in this willful union, her sex suckling his cock as it fucked in and out of her.She locked her legs around the boy as she dug her heels into his buttocks in orgasm, 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 drove harder into her. She heaved her hips meeting his thrusts. He lurched and Debbie felt his seed pierce her womb. She lay exhausted to his side kissing his face. She opened her mouth to his tongue and drank at his lips. The boy looked into her eyes and commanded, "I am your Dionysius, and you will belong to me."Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack standing on the deck watching them. "Everything will change," she thought to herself.Later that morning she found Jack sitting on the deck. She sat in the chair next to him. "I saw you and the boy on the beach this morning," he said sounding hurt. Debbie pulled her knees tight against her chest as if cowering. "You had sex with him didn't you?" "Yes," she whispered. Debbie sat motionless looking at the horizon wishing she were someplace else. "I'm sorry Jack, I didn't plan for this happen," she sobbed."You have cuckolded me with a black, boy," he jeered spitting the finals words out one by one. Sitting quietly for long moments, the tension between them palpable, Jack finally asked "Will it happen again?" Debbie hesitated before answering. With downcast eyes and in an almost inaudible sigh she answered, "Yes."Things did change. Debbie acquiesced to the boy's exclusive possession. As she lay naked she held his black cock in her hand as she sucked upon the swollen head. Cupping his testicles in one hand she bowed her head as she felt the soft skin slid across her tongue, the head probing into the back of her throat. She pressed down until he was totally in her, her lips stretched and jaws wide apart. She worked her tongue around as she lifted her face from him, stopping to suck and explore the tiny hole on the head.She felt his hand gently tickling along her leg and over her hip. The other hand was cupping her breast and lightly pinching her nipples. She marveled at the joy she had come to know giving herself completely to this boy. Taking his cock deep into her throat she looked at her bare ring finger and saw her husband masturbating his flaccid penis on the sofa. With the moon light shining in through the sliding doors Jack could clearly see into the bedroom. He could hear her moans and see the boy's hands cupping her breasts and caressing her body. His eyes burned with lust as her mouth savored the rigid boy cock. His own need had lurched in his hand as he fumbled to hold on to himself. Opening her mouth she kissed the head of his penis and then engulfed it completely, taking him as deep as he would go into her throat. With her hand cupping his sack and squeezing lightly she moved her head up and down his stiff member.In time the boy pushed her off and kissed his way to her breasts and encircled a nipple as he pulled hard to draw moisture from her. Debbie felt the rush of wanton desire course through her body as he trailed kisses down her stomach to nuzzle his face into her scent. With heaving hips and the sound of inhaled breath, Jack knew that the boy was nursing upon her clitoris. Soon they fell into a naked embrace as the boy penetrated his wife with his black cock. He saw Debbie, eyes wide open looking at him, and he knew this was what she desired. Spent, he watched the two bodies lurch and lunge into each other, meeting the other's thrusts and willing their every pore to pleasure above all else. Finally, at the peak of erotic desire the boy stiffened and moaned into Debbie's breast. Debbie, legs wrapped tightly around the boy, pulling him as far into her as she could to fill her need, cried out "yeeesssss!" As she laid quietly, the boy teasing her nipple, she thought of Hattie. She would never have considered having sex with a boy. She knew it was Voodoo. Feeling the throbbing of the boy's cock embedded firmly in her, she began to rhythmically rock. She was a married woman of 32 unable to refuse a perverse passion. She surrendered her most intimate treasure to this forbidden lust and the proof was in her now swollen belly, pregnant by a boy's seed, with his black baby.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 55
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sonsfriendrapedme.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/sonsfriendrapedme.txt	Our son's friend, Tim has raped and fucked my pussy daily... When our Son was in high school, his best friend Tim also happened to live a few doors down. He was just 13 a year younger than our Son was and so they hung out a lot and did stuff together that it seemed they each lived in the other's house. Well for Mom and Dad we were very open about sex and my husband let me fuck who ever I wanted and almost everybody knew it. If I was going to have a guy over to fuck me I would just tell our Son when he got out of school to go to his room because I would be in bed with Earl or whoever all afternoon letting him fuck me. It was obvious he knew other men fucked me because at times he would be coming home from school as I was kissing them goodbye naked at the door with cum oozing out of my fucked pussy, so why hide it from him.I always walked around the house naked with my tits and shaved little pussy showing, because my husband liked me that way, plus I don't like clothes and like to show off my naked body and shaved little pussy, unless we had company then I would just put on a robe or something easy to flash guys my pussy to tease them. One day I overheard Tim telling our son; "I sure would like to fuck your mom!" Our Son replied; "Good luck with that, I have been trying to get her to let me fuck her since I was 10, dad told me to go ahead and fuck her but she just won't let me! He even told her in front of me one time! Lynn you walk around here letting our son see your shaved little pussy, I think you should let him fuck you!" "Other guys fuck and cum in her while Dad is at work, but she won't let me fuck her pussy!"I am a good looking 33 year old housewife.I am not a slut or loose but I like to get fucked and my husband likes other men to fuck and cum in my pussy so he can eat it out later while I tell him all about how they fucked me in detail, he loves the taste of a guy's cum mixed with my pussy juices. Sometimes when Tim would come over to see our Son, Earl or another guy would just be leaving and I would only have on a very see through gown or wearing nothing, with a obvious wet cum spot in the front of my gown or running down my leg, from my fresh fucked cum leaky pussy and I knew Tim could see it so I never tried to hide it, in fact I would make sure he seen the guy that was leaving had just fucked and cummed in me, it would embarrass him being so young and I liked that. I liked to tease him about fucking because it would embarrass him so much. Sometimes as they were leaving they would give me a long drawn out French kiss before they left with Tim waiting for them to leave. He would look at my wet cum spot and say; "Mrs. Klopper, does Mr. Klopper know that guy just fucked you?" I would talk real sexy and say; "Oh my god, no Tim, please don't tell him what you just saw ok! Please don't tell him you know Earl just fucked me OK?" "Oh no Mrs. Klopper I am not a squealer, I can keep that kind of a secret ma'am!" He would say. I like looking at love stories and porn flicks and I would talk about fucking from time to time with Tim. He was just a young boy full of questions about fucking a girl's pussy, blow jobs, eating pussy etc. He told me he looked at a lot of magazines and pictures about fucking, his Dad would show him, so he knew a lot about it just never done it before, his Dad would tell him what to do and what he should do when it came to fucking a pussy. Often when Tim was over at our house I would sit by my husband across the room from Tim and spread my legs so he could see my shaved little pussy he would look at it then up at me and get beet red. I would look him in the eye and lick my lips and move my hips in a forward motion pushing my pussy towards him like I wanted him to fuck me and wink at him. Several times when he sit in a chair I had a hanging plant by I would come up to water it and let my robe fall open right in front of his face, and then I would lean forward and get my pussy close to his nose I would make sure he could smell it, after a while of letting him smell my pussy I would lean forward a little more and rub it on his nose making sure he knew what pussy smelled like. When I would get done watering my plant he would look over at my husband and be beet red in the face, it was so cute. My husband told me I better stop teasing Tim with my pussy or one day he will want to fuck your shaved little pussy. I told my husband it was all just in fun and he was just a boy I liked to tease because it was so easy to embarrass him when he would see or smell my shaved little pussy, he wasn't ever going to want to fuck me.One day when Tim was at our house, he was getting something cold to drink for him and our Son who was in his bedroom. I came into the kitchen without him knowing and grabbed him by his ass as he was bent over in the fridge. He almost had a heart attack I scared him so. He told me I better be careful what I'm grabbing and turned around again to get a couple of sodas out of the refrigerator. He was wearing baggy sweats so I cupped his young cock and balls in my hand; he wasn't wearing any underwear so I really had a good feel and hand full of his cock and balls. Schwing! Instant hard on and much larger than my husband's cock and this was only a 13 year old boy. He turned to me and looked into my eyes to see what I was up to. Just some innocent flirting as far as I could tell. I was just trying to embarrass him again. Well was I ever in for a surprise. Tim is a nice looking boy tall for his age heavy built like a football player not fat at all stocky and strong.I was wearing some lose fitting shorts and he stepped up right next to me and said; "Mrs. Klopper, I told you to be careful what you grabbed!" He slid his right hand up my shorts. His fingers caressed my shaved little pussy as our Son had told him I never ever wear any panties. I was major shocked. He raised his left arm up and grabbed my 36C tits and started playing with them. I was stunned this 13 year old boy was doing this to his best friends Mom, and I was too surprised to say anything, but my nipples got erect so he could see them through my blouse. My pussy was starting to get very wet and he asked me if I liked getting finger fucked as he slipped a finger into my wet shaved little pussy.All I could do was keep nodding my head and breathe hard as this 13 year old boy was finger fucking my pussy and I was spreading my legs farther apart to give him more room to finger fuck me. After about 10 minutes of finger fucking me, and just before I had an orgasm he stopped and just stood there in front of me touching my breasts with both hands and playing with my tits. I was a little worried our Son, would come out of his room and catch his friend finger fucking his Mom and playing with her tits, so I said; "Tim stop it! What do you think you're doing? You're too young to be doing this to me! God I'm old enough to be your mother, so just stop it!" He replied; "I might be young but I could tell you liked me finger-fucking your pussy, you even spread your legs apart further to give me more room to finger fuck your pussy!" "No I didn't and I didn't like it you took me by surprise and I didn't know what you were doing! Now just stop this nonsense and leave me alone!" I demanded in a stern voice. "Mrs. Klopper, you have been showing me your shaved little pussy since I was 12 and teasing me with it, now you're going to suck my cock! I told my Dad you showed me your pussy all the time and he said that's because you want me to fuck you, and girls like to suck on cock before they get fucked!" All the hile he was talking he was focing me down and I was saying; "No, no, Tim please no! Don't make me suck your cock!" He put his hands on my shoulders and forced me down onto my knees in front of his crotch. I looked up at him as he pulled his cock out of his sweat pants and presented it to my mouth. "Oh God No Tim! Please don't make me suck your cock! I don't even suck my husband's cock!" I lied. "I don't like to suck cock! And besides your cock is way bigger than my husbands!" Then I thought, "What if my Son comes out and catches you with your cock in his Mom's mouth?""Then you can suck his cock too!" Then he said, "Wow, is my cock really bigger than Mr. Klopper's? Alright Dad told me that girls like bigger cocks the bigger the better to fuck their pussy!" Without another word he pinched my cheeks together till I was forced to open my mouth and stuck his cock in my mouth and told me to suck and not bite it so I started to suck and lick it.It was getting him very horny and he liked the feel of me sucking his cock. After about ten minutes he held my head in his right hand and told me he wanted me to deep throat his cock like he had seen in porn movies his Dad showed him and told him to make me suck his cock and told him to make me swallow his cum every drop, that way he told him he was claiming Mrs. Klopper as his to fuck, he told him if he could get his cum in me I was marked as his to fuck. I tried to back away and shook my head, but he held me firmly and said; "Oh Mrs. Klopper, yes you will, and you are going to swallow every drop of my cum so I can claim you as mine to fuck! If you hurry up and make me cum maybe just maybe your Son won't catch his Mom sucking my cock and drinking my cum, and marking you as mine!" I sucked his cock like a professional cocksucker not wanting our Son to see his Mom sucking his best friends cock.He shot his young, thick, white, gooey, cum load down my throat and in my mouth, and boy was it a major cum load. He must have squirted 10 or 12 times of his stringy ropes of cum in my mouth. I gagged a little but I managed to swallow it all and lick his cock clean too before he let me go. I said; "Tim, I can't believe you made me do that! You made me suck your cock and swallow your cum your only a 13 year old boy! You never should have made me suck your cock, Tim; you're a fucking little bastard and your Dad is teaching you stuff way to young!" It was also the first time any man had ever forced me to suck their cock and make me swallow their cum, god what an awful taste, I don't see how my husband likes to eat cum and like it, YUCK!He replied; "Thanks Lynn, don't mention it, there is lots more to come now, I'm just getting started with your teasing little pussy!" He basically got his drink and one for my Son and left me there on my knees with the taste of his cock and cum still in my mouth. When my husband got home I told him what Tim made me do. "I warned you one day he would want to fuck you, you showed him your shaved little pussy all the time now he wants his cock up in your pussy! School just got out now and he has all summer to try and fuck you! If you don't want him to fuck you just tell him no and if he doesn't stop trying you tell me!"The next week went by uneventfully until Thursday. Tim came over to our house to see if our Son wanted to go hang out someplace, but he and his little brother had just left to go spend the day with another friend Ben. My husband was working and had just left for work and would be gone all day. I was cleaning up around the house and told Tim that the kids wouldn't be back all day but I was sure he could catch up with them at Ben's house. He told me he knew they were gone, that my mother in law Ruth had told him yesterday they were going to hang out with Ben all day and only I would be home if he wanted to fuck me.He decided to stay and talk to my disappointment. I was in the bathroom and we talked about a lot of stuff except for him finger fucking me and me sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I avoided any kind of conversation that had to do with any fucking, sucking, cock, pussy, or any form of sex.As I talked I was bending over picking up stuff and he noticed that our Son was right, I wasn't wearing any panties beneath my shorts and he could see my tight shaved little pussy from time to time as the legs in the shorts were baggy and very short. Schwing! Instant hard on again! There was a bottle of baby oil on the counter top and he took some and rubbed his cock with it while I was bent over cleaning the tub so I didn't see him do any of this. "You've got a very nice shaved little pussy Mrs. Klopper, I was always glad when you showed it to me I like to look at it! Most of the time I came over here wasn't to see your Son it was to look at your little pussy and to see if you were going to let me smell it again and fuck it!" He said, as he pulled his shorts down. I just couldn't believe he said that out of the blue and turned to look at him over my shoulder while I was still bent over. He put his oily hands on my shorts and pulled then to the side and started rubbing my shaved little pussy. "Tim, please don't treat me like this, I'm old enough to be your mother, not your girlfriend!" I said, as I rose up and propped myself on the sink counter as he was pushing me down, he held me bent over in front of him. Looking at my face in the mirror he asked me if I wanted him to stop playing with my pussy. When I said; "Yes, yes, Stop it! You shouldn't be acting like this, you're just a boy!" I didn't anticipate him sliding his cock into my dripping wet, well lubed shaved little pussy from him playing with it and the oil. When the head of his cock slipped inside my pussy my eyes flew open like dinner plates, this 13 year old boy was going to fuck me! His head rocked with the feeling of actually having his cock up inside a woman's hot tight little pussy. "TIM, OH MY GOD NO! OH TIM NO THIS JUST ISN'T RIGHT! NO TIM, NO! PLEASE NO, YOUR COCK WENT RIGHT UP IN MY PUSSY! DON'T FUCK ME TIM, I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR DAD HAS TOLD YOU! TIM YOUR COCK REALLY IS UP IN MY PUSSY AND I'M NOT ON ANY BIRTH CONTROL, DON'T FUCK ME TAKE IT OUT!" I was screaming. "Oh wow Lynn, this is much better than being blown and I know that from you sucking my cock a few days ago, man it feels so good to have my cock in your pussy, finally I am going to fuck you!" As he started pumping his cock deeper into my shaved little pussy.Tim and I rocked back and forth as he fucked my unprotected little pussy. I took the entire length of his cock in the second thrust up into my tight shaved little pussy. He thought it was great to actually have his cock up in a hot wet pussy fucking it. He had to really concentrate at not cumming and had to pause a couple of times I tried my hardest not to cum, but I had several orgasms with his young hard cock fucking my pussy, that was larger than some of the men that were fucking me, then he stiffened up slammed his cock deep into my pussy and I could feel him unloading his young, hot, thick, gooey, fertile cum squirt after squirt into my unprotected pussy, making me have even more orgasms. After he finished cumming in me I realized his cock was still hard as a rock and he started fucking me again! He told me he wanted me to cum again and again as he fucked my pussy. As many times as I could from his cock fucking my pussy, it was his cock making me do that and his Dad had told him pussies love to be fucked and cummed in a lot. Here he was fucking a married woman and he was making me cum, his cock was doing this to my pussy! I would moan and encourage him to grind his cock deeper into me or to fuck me harder or slower.Somewhere both he and I lost our shorts for better comfort and easier fucking, he must have cummed in me 10 or 12 times but his young cock never went soft so he would just continue to keep fucking me making me have orgasm after orgasm in my unprotected little pussy. He asked me if I ever get fucked by my husband, Earl, Dean, or any of the other guys that fuck me like this a lot because we seemed to both really be getting into it and liking his cock fucking my pussy. I said my sex life with my husband or anyone is really good and it's none of his business how my husband or any man fucks my pussy. Then he got a wicked idea. He grabbed for the baby oil and squirted some more on his cock as he was fucking my over flowing cum filled pussy. I remember thinking man is my husband ever going to have a lot of cum to eat when he gets home, while I tell him in detail how my poor, poor little pussy got fucked and filled with cum today over and over by a 13 year old boy! I was majorly wet, between my pussy juices from my on-going orgasms from his cock constantly pumping my unprotected pussy full of his sticky fertile cum, and the extra oil. Then he let some oil drip down the crack of my ass. I thought it felt a little weird and even more so as he used a thumb to rub it around my anus hole and even some up in my anus.I was so tuned in to his cock pounding my little pussy that I had my head resting on my arms resting on the sink counter.He was grinding his cock slowly, in and out, when he pulled out completely. He slid it back in slowly and pushed into my pussy all the way. I said I liked it and so he continued doing it for a couple more times. Then one time he pulled out and re-positioned his cock so it would go up my asshole. I had no clue. He held my hips tight so I couldn't get a way or move out of his way as he said; "Lynn, I'm going to fuck you in your asshole, Dad said you would probably like that!" As soon as he said "asshole" the head of his cock parted my anus muscle. I gasped and cried; "Tim Oh God Tim! Tim NO! Please Tim, NO! Not in my asshole, not in my... "AAAGGGGOODD! NOOOOOOOO!" I screamed as his second thrust pushed half his rock hard, slick cock into my tight little asshole. I was very, very tight but also very, very wet, due to the lube. My head snapped up and he looked at me in the mirror. He thought it was awesome to watch the pain in my face as he rammed his cock into my asshole, deeper and deeper until had felt all of his cock buried in my asshole. "AwwwFuuccckkkDammmnn! Tim, please, you're too big! Please stop, you're hurting me Tim, please no, Oh, Oh, Oh...No, No, Awwwggghhh! It hurts, Tim it hurts, take it out!" I tried to tell him to stop but he just kept on fucking my asshole. I couldn't understand how my husband loved to dress up like a girl with a pussy and let men fuck him up the ass like he had a pussy!Eventually he told me to tell him; "Fuck me in the ass Tim! Please Tim fuck my asshole! I want you to fuck my asshole Tim! Put your big cock up my asshole Tim and fuck me! Say that Lynn, say it!" I had a hard time saying it at first but he kept making me say it over and over again: "Fuck me in the ass Tim! Please Tim fuck my asshole! I want you to fuck my asshole Tim! Put your big cock up my asshole Tim and fuck me!" And then he told me to really believe it and say it, his Dad had told him to make me tell him I wanted him to fuck me and make me mean it.I started screaming it; "Fuck me Tim! Fuck my ass! God, give it to me, Oh, Oh, Oh...shit! Fuck my asshole Tim, Fuck It! Fuck me in the ass Tim! Please Tim fuck my asshole!"After a while I really started getting into it. I must have cummed 4 or 5 times before he rammed his cock into my asshole all the way and pumped out a major cum load deep into my bowels. We rested for few minutes bent over the bathroom counter with his cock still up my asshole. As he pulled out, cum dripped down my legs. Wow, it was unbelievable. He had just fucked a married woman and made her cum like she had never been fucked or cummed like that before. I told him to never do that to me again or I would holler rape. He told me he was going to fuck me anytime he wanted because he was only 13 a minor and the police would believe him and send me and my husband to prison for child molesting. "Your husband has seen you showing me your shaved little pussy and didn't object at all so he is an accomplice to child molestation! And Dad said if your husband seen you showing me your pussy then he wanted me to fuck you so he doesn't care! If you ever refuse to let me fuck you Lynn, I'll call the police and tell them you seduced me. "From now on I don't want you to use any birth control I want to fuck your unprotected pussy. Ruth (mother in law), told me to keep your pussy full of my cum and make sure you didn't use a sponge or any kind of birth control, so I could knock you up with my baby to prove I was a man!"She said your husband is fixed so it would be my cum in your pussy that knocked you up! I want to fuck a woman and knock her up with my cum, and prove I am a man, and you are that woman Lynn, so tell your husband when he gets home I am going to fuck and cum in your pussy all summer anytime I want!"My Dad told me I should fuck you several times a day to make sure I hit the days you're ovulating whatever that means! And he said Ruth was right that I have to make you pregnant to prove I'm a man and can do that! Dad and Ruth both said if I can't make you have my baby by the end of summer, then I'm not man enough to be fucking you!" I just like fucking and cumming in your pussy!"Later that summer he stopped in and fucked me every day I wasn't on my period and even a few times I was on my period he fucked me anyway, as his Dad had told him he should try it, just messy but still a good fuck. I told my husband that he had threatened to turn us both into the police; we couldn't come up with any solution to stop him and that it best to just let me fuck me and knock me up in my unprotected pussy and cum in it! My husband asked his Mom (Ruth) if she really did tell Tim to fuck me and just rape her and try to knock her up and she said; "As a matter of fact I did, she needs fucked and a young boy is just the one that can keep her pussy fucked and full of cum! I've seen the way she was dressed the other night and I seen the way he was looking at her when she opened her legs and showed him her pussy, so I ask him later if he would like to fuck that pussy my daughter in law was showing him."He told me Lynn had showed him her pussy and even let him smell it at times. I told him I would let him know when the boys were gone and you were at work and she would be home alone to just go and fuck her even if he had to rape her! I told him to keep her pussy and other holes fucked and full of cum all the time and if either one of you complained, for him to call the police with child molestation and I would back him up! Why are you asking did he fuck her and cum in her already?" "I called him yesterday morning and told him she would be alone all day, did he go fuck her!" My husband said; "Mom last week he made her suck his cock and swallow his cum, yesterday he raped her and fucked her all day cumming in her unprotected pussy with his fertile cum!" Ruth said; "Oh My God, good for him he is such a good boy, I am glad he is fucking her, she needs fucked! So Son you better get used to your wife's pussy getting fucked and knocked up by a young boy, he has his cum up in her now, he has marked her pussy as his to fuck!" When I got home Lynn told me; "Your mom just called me and said every time Tim fucks you make your husband eat his cum out of your fresh fucked pussy!" I told her; "I already do that he loves to eat other men's cum out of my fucked pussy he likes it!" She replied; "That's good he is going to have a lot of Tim's cum to eat then, and I'm going to encourage him to fuck and cum in you more!" and hung up. When I told Tim I had told my husband and he said there was nothing we could do about it. After I told him that, Tim started fucking me in the bedroom with the boys and my husband in the house, he would tell our boys; "I have to talk to your Mom in private for a while!" As he would walk past my husband he would whisper; "I'm going to fuck your wife and fill her pussy full of my cum!" One Saturday afternoon Earl was just leaving as Tim showed up, he wanted to know if Earl had just fucked me and I lied and told him no, he got very mad and slapped me across the face and said he better not be fucking me. He then said he wanted my husband to watch him fuck my shaved little pussy and fill it with his cum, that my mother in law and his Dad had told him he should do that. So we put a chair in the bedroom right up beside the bed and my husband watched him fuck me and cum in me every time he was at home after that. One day I was at the grocery store and Tim walked in and walked right up to me and said; "I want to fuck you!" I quickly looked around and didn't see anyone that might have overheard him say that to me. I said; "Ok I'll be home in just a few minutes when I get done here!" He replied; "I want to fuck you right now not in a few minutes get in your car and take us to your house so I can fuck your pussy NOW LYNN!"I left my cart right where it was and we went out got in my car and went home and he fucked me. Any time Tim saw me down town he would make me stop doing whatever I was doing and take him home so he could fuck me.Our Son never found out Tim was fucking his Mom that I know of, but he was always busy trying to get me to let him fuck me. I finally gave in and let our Son fuck my shaved little pussy. Hell Tim was fucking me; Earl was fucking me; My husband was fucking me; Dean was fucking me; Tom was fucking me; our Son was fucking me; Mother in laws husband was fucking me, I had a full schedule and a pussy full of cum all that year I tell you!! Tim really played it cool with our Son not finding out he was fucking me, of course I never told him my Son started fucking and cumming in me too. For Tim the thrill of potentially getting caught was a major turn on and trying to knock me up was a big challenge he was sure to accomplish if he fucked me enough. Ruth would ask Tim from time to time if he had knocked me up yet and if he did or didn't to just keep fucking me all he could that I needed fucked a lot. She would tell Tim that he had the upper hand on both me and my husband so he could do whatever he wanted with my pussy he had fucked me and cummed in me marking and claiming my pussy as his; it was totally for his use now to fuck and keep full of cum. Other than these times I just wrote about, the worst fuck Tim gave me was on my husband's birthday after Supper. While everyone was watching TV 8 to 10 people, I noticed Ruth was whispering to Tim and kept looking at me. Tim came up to me and said; "Lynn I want to fuck you NOW! I was scared and whispered; "Tim I can't now it's my husband's birthday and there are too many people here!" He told me he wanted to fuck me NOW or he would start telling everyone he had been fucking me all summer. I looked at my husband and mother in law sitting on the couch and mouthed the words; "Tim wants to fuck me right NOW!" My husband shrugged his shoulders not knowing what to do and nodded his head ok! Ruth got a huge smile on her face and nodded her head obvious to everyone yes, yes, yes. He snuck me out onto the porch where we had a pool table and made sure the door was open enough my husband and Ruth could see us and made me get naked and give him a blowjob, and then he fucked me on the pool table for over an hour before cumming in me, he said he was really hoping someone would come out and catch him fucking my shaved little married pussy but luckily they didn't.Then he made sure my husband and Ruth could see he made me suck his cock clean of my pussy juice and his cum before I got off the pool table. He then made me stand naked in line with the door with his cum running down my legs so any one that looked that way could see I just got fucked and he opened the door wider. He then stood behind me and told me no matter what not to move just stand there naked and let anyone look that wanted to that he just fucked and cummed in my pussy. If I moved without him telling me I could he would tell everyone he has been fucking me since May and it was middle of June now. Without my knowing he left through the side door leaving me standing there thinking he was still behind me and I dare not move. The next day when he came over to fuck me I was so pissed off that he left me like that, and told him it was over to go ahead and call the police but he wasn't going to fuck me ever again! He grabbed me throw-ed me on the bed, raised my duster up and fucked me. The next day our Son was home but in his room my husband was sitting on the couch when Tim just walked in, my husband just pointed and nodded that I was taking a shower and Tim went straight to the shower. I was letting the water run over my hair, down my body, and over my shaved little pussy, cooling myself off; as it was a hot day, this is why I didn't hear the bathroom door open.Once I turned around to grab the soap, I noticed there was someone in the shower with me; and it wasn't my husband or Son who would get in the shower with me and fuck me from time to time. Startled, I looked at Tim and asked him what he was doing. He smiled, and then grabbed me, pulling me tight against him; so tight I couldn't move away he said; "Lynn I came for my fucking entertainment today and you are going to give it to me." Then he gave me a kiss. I resisted, but he was much stronger than I was. He insisted, on pushing me against the wall of the shower, forcefully. He moved to start kissing my neck, I tried pushing him away, I tried to stop him but I couldn't. He continued, I could feel his hardened cock against me. I knew when he was going to fuck me again. I went to start to scream for my Son, as my husband had already gone back to work, but he stopped me and said "Do you want to let your Son know I have been fucking his Mom all summer and will continue to keep fucking her?" He is so excited that you show him your shaved little pussy but he doesn't know I'm fucking it!"He knew exactly what to say to me to keep me quiet. I did want my Son to continue to look at my shaved little pussy and have a desire to fuck me. I could always tell in his eyes and the way he looked at my pussy he wanted to fuck it which was all the time. But this was not what I wanted it was over, how was I going to get out of it and make Tim stop raping me?He started moving in closer, he took one of my legs and lifted it up towards his hip; giving him more access to my shaved little pussy. I tried to stop him, I really did, but he was too strong for me. Once my leg was partially up, he forced his hard cock into my shaved little pussy; causing me to take a deep breath in pain from not being excited and dry. This excited him even more forcing me like this; He heard a moan escape from me as his cock went deeper inside my pussy. "I had hoped it was tight, I really would not have enjoyed a sloppy pussy today. It usually has so much of my cum up in it, it is slick and loose!" Is what he told me as he continued to pump his cock in and out of my pussy. If only he knew it wasn't only his cum keeping it slick fucked and well lubed.He continued fucking me in the shower, fucking me against the wall, moving his engorged cock in and out of my tight little pussy. He continued, forcefully fucking me, over and over again; moving his cock in and out of my pussy, kissing me, taking my breast into his hand. He started playing with my nipple, pinching it, playing with it, kissing my neck. I was starting to have a hard time resisting him with his cock buried in my pussy fucking it; this felt so good. I had to think of my family, my sons who were just down the hall, my husband who was at work but getting very tired of Tim fucking me every day and it not being my idea; what was my Son going to think of me if he caught his best friend fucking his Mom's pussy and filling it full of cum like he did when he fucked me?My reserve was starting to diminish as he continued to pound his cock into my pussy, smacking it hard, going in deep. I felt every stroke as he continued to move his cock in and out of my pussy. I heard his breathing quickening, his heart started racing, I felt his body heat rising. I knew this is almost over as he continued to slam his cock into my pussy, and then finally he released; pushing his hard cock deep within my pussy, his body pressing tightly against mine; his hands holding me tightly as he finish unloading his hot thick gooey fertile cum deep inside my unprotected pussy. Now that he had finished fucking and cumming in me, I had hoped he would just leave. He knew I knew that my husband could tell he had fucked and cummed in my little pussy today. He pulled himself from me, turned and rinsed himself off in the water, then shut off the water. I continued to stand at the edge of the tub, next to the wall, hoping he would forget that I was there and leave. He stepped out of the tub, took one of the towels and dried off. Then he turned his attention back to me; grabbing me. I started to resist, but he was so much stronger and younger than I was. He pulled me to him. Tired of the fight, he threw me over his shoulder and smacked my ass, hitting it hard. The instant pain reverberating throughout my body, made my pussy start to tingle and get slightly wet even with his cum oozing out; I had never had that response before. I think I liked it. He headed for the bedroom, once back in the bedroom, he threw me down onto the bed, moving quickly on top of me. He applied his entire body weight onto me. Kissing me, I tried to slap him, but he grabbed my hands and held them tight then he said; "Lynn, I thought you would stop resisting by now, you know I am going to fuck you any time or place I want to."I said, "I told you we were done, you fucked me then stood me in a door way so everyone could see I had just been fucked and cummed in with cum leaking out of my pussy then you leave!" Then I spit on him.Laughing, he said, "Lynn I just started, I haven't begun to fuck you yet." Then he wiped the spit off himself, and said; "If you want to be like that I guess I will need to teach you a lesson, Dad and Ruth both said if you don't submit to my cock fucking your pussy by now you have to be punished into submission." At that, he quickly moved my hands together, and tied them tightly with the belt from my robe that I had on the bed, he then got three more robe belts. Then he helped me up and took me outside to the clothes line, it's about one o'clock in the afternoon. He tied my hands to the clothes line with one hand on each far line then he found a board and tied my feet spread eagle exposing my shaved little pussy. Once he was satisfied that I couldn't get loose from the restraints, I was facing the street stark naked standing spread eagle so any one walking or driving by could see me. I said; "Tim people passing by can see me, and you're cum oozing out of my fucked pussy!" "That's right Lynn, next time think what might happen if you spit on me and don't submit and willingly let me fuck you. I will be back later today to see how you're doing. No matter what don't let anyone untie you, or cover you up, you better be right here like this when I get back!" And he Left. Soon I heard our Son holler from in the house back towards my bedroom, "Me and brother are leaving Mom, be back later tonight!" And I heard the door shut as they left. I felt relieved that I didn't have to explain to them why I was tied spread eagle naked to the clothes line for all to see cum oozing out of my fresh fucked pussy and explain who did it. Knowing how much my Son liked to fuck me, I'm sure he would have fucked me right there while I was explaining it all to him. But after about 20 minutes my husband's Grandma who lived across the street came over. She said; "Lynn, it's ok to have sexual fun with your husband but you should really keep it in the house dear!" I pleaded; "Grandma please untie me before anyone comes by and sees me, quick untie me so I can run in the house!" "Honey," she said, "I can't untie you if your husband tied you up like this then it's up to him to untie you, he must have a good reason for displaying you like this dear. Mabel called me and said her husband has been looking at you from there window and wanted me to come have a talk with you about being a little more private in the future, I better go now you have fun, I see you already have had some fun from the stuff running out of your pussy dear."Tim came back in about an hour and started kissing and licking on me. He started moving up, moving his body against mine. I could feel the ripples of his young body thru his clothes against my skin. The sensation brought me back to when I was just 13 and my brother used to fuck me, as he continued moving his body up mine, he untied me and took me back into the bedroom and put me on the bed, tied my hands to the head board. He got naked and I could feel his hard cock rubbing against me, starting at my shaved little pussy then moving up along my belly; it stopped for a few moments at my tits. He took my breasts and pressed them around his cock; fucking them. Moving his hard cock up and down in-between them; He was pinching and playing with my nipples.Before long my pussy was getting wet. I heard him moaning, he was really enjoying himself, then he stopped, moving up he said; "Lynn, you are going to suck my cock until I cum, it's been a long time." Totally shocked, I looked up at him, like oh no not again. But then he grabbed my hair tightly in his hand. My mouth opened in reflex from the pain, then he stuck his hard cock into my mouth. I was about to bite down when he said; "You bite and I will tell your Son and everyone I know that you insist I come here every day and fuck you."So instead of biting, I relented and started sucking wondering how my husband can stand to do this and like it; Tim knew I could do a better job, but why should I make it enjoyable and easy? I noticed he was frustrated, but that didn't make him stop. It made him more insistent to make me suck his cock. He grabbed my hair with both his hands; forcing my head up and down on his cock. He was moving his hips in time, fucking my mouth, he was jacking off only using my mouth instead of his hand. He continued over and over, bringing his cock in and out of my mouth like a pussy. He knew I started enjoying myself, especially when my mouth started watering from the excitement of him fucking my mouth like it was a pussy. I really can't contain myself, I tend to loose myself when I have a hard cock in my mouth, he knew that from the first time he made me suck his cock and swallow his cum. He also knew I didn't mind sucking cock but hated the taste of cum so never wanted any man to cum in my mouth.He continued fucking my mouth, forcing my head farther and farther onto his cock; until he finally unleashed his load, making me suck all the cum out of his balls and off his cock and swallow every little drop. I will never understand how my husband can do what I just did and like it, it tastes awful and gets stuck in your throat. I was thinking that he was finally finished, I started to relax until he moved back down. I had forgotten how active 13 year olds can be, and how much they like to fuck and just keep fucking.He moved farther down, this time taking his time, teasing me, rubbing his cock against my shaved little pussy lips. "They are so smooth, I like that you keep your pussy shaved, the sensation is so much better." "Make sure you keep it that way!" He said, as he continued rubbing up and down. I could feel his cock getting harder, just the sensation was about to bring me over the edge. Then I could feel him parting my pussy lips, slowly rubbing, feeling him move past my clit. I smiled, there is no hiding the fact that it is completely engorged, that I am starting to enjoy his young hard cock on my shaved little pussy. Moving farther down, then back up; then down again. Each time moving closer and closer to my dripping hot pussy; once he had touched the outside of the opening, I gasp; "OOOHHH!" At the sound he hears, he plunged deep inside my pussy, this time the deep breath I take in, is with pleasure instead of pain. The feeling of his young hard, cock moving deeper and deeper inside of my wet pussy excites me in a way that I haven't felt in years from having a cock in my pussy. I am pulling at my restraints being tied to the headboard, arching my hips up, not to get away but to force his cock deeper inside my pussy; to make him move at my pace instead of his slow and steady pace. I wanted, no I NEEDED him to fuck me hard and fast, to fuck me like a jealous husband was about to break into the room and pull him off of me at any moment, I had to have his cock fucking my pussy.Instead he continued moving slowly, fucking me. He moved in and out, each pump he went just a little deeper than, not as deep as the first thrusting movement. He was teasing me and enjoying it; I hated him, for treating me this way. If he was going to force me to fuck him, I should take it hard and fast, not slow and steady.He continued, going longer than I thought possible, each time I was about to cum, he stopped and changed positions. He really was enjoying this way too much. When he finally had me almost at the point of no return, he pulled completely out. I thought this was total torture, just as I was about to yell at him to "FUCK ME!" He slammed his cock balls deep into my pussy. This action instantly made me have multiple orgasms. I came so hard, the bed was shaking like an earth quake from my orgasms, I even yelled out in pleasure, pulling even harder on the restraints against my wrists. At this reaction, he stopped for a moment. I looked at him and noticed that he hadn't expected the intensity of my reaction. He had to give himself time to restrain himself. I finally had taken him by surprise. The thought making me want to continue, to get the edge on him. When I moved farther onto his cock, that was it, he couldn't help it any longer. He started pounding even harder. Fucking me like you would fuck any whore submitting to his beautiful hard cock. Slamming harder and harder, moving deeper and deeper into my pussy. I was calling out, moaning, I wanted so much more, I needed him to continue fucking my married pussy.The harder he slammed into my pussy, the louder I called out. I was going to cum so fucking hard. I couldn't resist any longer. I was forcing the movements, making him fuck me harder, and going deeper. He was burying himself all the way to his balls; He couldn't get in far enough. I needed him to fuck me. Yelling at him, telling him what I wanted him to do. I took control, even though my hands were tied. I told him: "Fuck it hard, you're never going to get anything tighter then my pussy ever, you aren't going to get anything wetter, fuck me like the whore I am, fuck me like a slut, I'm willingly submitting to you, fuck me like a man and prove to your Dad and Ruth you can make me pregnant."At that moment, he could no longer resist, he unleashed his load deep within my womb, pumping in deeper with each shooting stringy rope of fertile cum. I felt the pulsations deep within my womb milking the cum from his balls, the movements causing me to cum as well, this time not as hard as the first, but definitely very satisfying. Once he had finally released his load, he laid down on me. Moving to kiss me, this time I kissed him back like a lover.When he was finally rested from his fucking entertainment, he left me tied to the headboard and then spread my legs wide apart and tied them to the foot board; then he got dressed and walked out of the room, saying; "Lynn I want to make sure your husband sees you like this so he knows I fucked you today and filled your pussy with my cum. Be sure and tell him you willingly submitted your pussy to me and wanted me fucking and cumming in you. "Don't ever tell me it's over again, it will never be over I like fucking your pussy and I'm going to fuck it till I prove to everyone I am man enough to make you pregnant with my baby! Tell your husband you want him to eat my cum out of your pussy every time I fuck it, and he better do it. I'll see you again tomorrow to fuck your pussy!" We've never seen him again after that day. He moved away and that was the end of that. But our son took over Tim's place, fucking me, and he did impregnate me several times but that's a another story.ENDAs always I love to hear feedback, and will answer any questions, all my stories are based on true events of my [email protected]---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 81
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measuringmycum3.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/measuringmycum3.txt	Author's Note: I cannot confirm whether this story is purely a work of fiction or has elements of truth. I will leave it to your imagination.**I had barely been able to concentrate on my lessons at college that day. I'd spent much of it with a semi hard-on just thinking about mom wanking me off that evening, and the sight of her in her underwear. By late afternoon, the ache in my balls was more than normal. I needed to cum, big time.When I got back to our house, my heart was beating fast, not knowing quite how things would pan out this evening. Mom's car was parked in the driveway. She was home already she normally got in before me, because of the hours she worked.She was in the kitchen, and called out to me as she heard me come in and slam the door shut."Jacob, come in here."I walked down the hallway into our kitchen.Mom had her head down mixing something in a bowl."I've been thinking about our little arrangement," she said, looking up at me, and without any 'Hello' or 'Hi'. "We'll have to organize our evenings so that we have one session as soon as you come in, one just before bedtime and then fit one in somewhere in between depending on what we've both got planned for the evening." I didn't like the tone of her voice. She was in one of her moods it seemed, and it was the last thing I expected or wanted when I got home. "This is all very inconvenient for me Jacob. I hope you appreciate what I am doing for you," she continued, sounding really pissed off. Maybe she had been simmering all day at work, thinking about my problem and what she was having to do to help me."I do mom," I said, trying not to let her get to me and appease her. "It's only for a couple of weeks, hopefully," I added."Are you sure you've not been lying to Dr. Taylor and me about being with a girl and catching something?" she said accusingly. "If I find out after all this that you have, young man," she continued, in a threatening tone."Honestly, mom, I haven't," I said a little desperately, "I honestly don't know why I've got this... err... problem," I added looking directly at her.She looked at me hard in the eyes from across the room in silence for a few seconds, and then seemed to mellow a little."Ok, then," she said, more calmly, apparently pacified at my response, and looking back down at the bowl she was stirring."Are you going to have a shower?" she said in a more relaxed tone, but sounding like she was being made to do a chore."Yes, mom," I said. I normally had one first thing, when I got home in the evenings."Well, as we need to get three specimens each evening, I think we can do one first thing when you come home, whilst you are showering. It will save time," she said.My dick became alive as she spoke, despite the fact we had almost argued a moment ago."Ok," I said, and blushing a little. "I'll... err... leave my bathroom door open for you.""Give yourself a good wash all over, first," she replied, "And then give me a call. I don't want to come in before you've had a chance to clean yourself all over properly," she continued. "Ok, mom" I replied and turned back into the hallway and ran up the stairs. My dick was straining in my pants again.I pulled off my jeans, t-shirt and sweater quickly, kicked of my sneakers off and removed my socks in double quick time. I wanted to cum, and cum soon -- my balls were really aching.I left the bathroom door ajar and got into the bath, pulling the shower curtain across at the same time. Turning on the shower, I gave myself a good wash all over, including my balls and semi hard cock.I had one of those shower's that were positioned over the bathtub with a detachable head, so you could either take a proper bath or stand at one end of the bathtub and shower, or use the head attachment in your hand. It was nice having my own bathroom attached to my bedroom.On finishing, I turned the water off, opened the shower curtain, and shouted out loudly to mom, so she could hear me downstairs, "I'm ready mom." As I dried myself off with a towel whilst standing in the bathtub, I thought about mom coming in here in her bra and panties, and my cock became fully hard. I was desperate to cum, but I didn't want mom to see me like this as she walked through the door. I was still a bit embarrassed about her seeing me so easily aroused, so I decided to hang the towel casually in front of my legs, hoping she would not notice that I was trying to hide my erect dick.I heard mom come into my bedroom and then she knocked on the bathroom door, which was ajar about two inches."Come in," I said. My heart was beating fast.Mom came in. She had not undressed and was still wearing the half sleeved blouse and skirt, which I had seen her in downstairs. I felt a bit disappointed. She had the semen-measuring beaker in one hand.She looked me up and down and saw I was holding the towel, covering my crotch and legs partly. My dick jerked up again, seeing mom standing just a few feet away, with me being nude in the bath in front of her."Why are you holding that towel?" she said, and grabbed it. As soon as she snatched it from my hand, she saw my boner sticking out.I blushed, still not used to her seeing me like this."Your cock gets hard easily doesn't it?" she said, not taking her eyes off it, and looking a little mesmerized by it. My stretched cock head, with the piss slit showing, pointed straight up towards her."Err... well... I guess... it's cos I'm quite young." I said a little embarrassingly, trying desperately to think of an excuse. "I can't really help it," I added, being truthful.She licked her lips. I'd not seen her do that when she had wanked me off before. I blushed again, not quite sure what to make of seeing her do that.Then, looking back up at me she said, "Ok, just follow my instructions. We'll have to do things a bit differently as you're standing up, rather than lying on your bed.""Ok," I replied, compliantly. I still wanted to cum bad. "I think I'll be quite quick this time," I added, wondering if she would take her blouse and skirt off for me."It looks like you don't need much stimulation, but I'm going to take my blouse and skirt off anyway. I don't want them to get stained just in case we have a mishap, as your standing," she said.Then she turned around so her back was towards me and pulled her top off over her head and threw it on the clothes hamper in the corner of the bathroom. I could see her bra straps now. She was wearing a cream coloured bra.Then, still with her back to me, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. My dick jerked up. I saw she was wearing matching cream coloured panties and I could see the shape off her round, full buttocks, tightly held in by them. I took a hard breath in. The panties seemed to be slightly more modern and shapely than the black ones she had worn before, with a bit less fabric, and seemed to be tighter into her ass crack too. She looked really sexy!Then she stepped out from her skirt, taking one step backwards and bent down forwards to pick it up.Fuck! What a sight! She was sticking her ass right out back, towards me with the material of her panties catching in her butt crack. She seemed to hold that pose for ages and then stood up, and threw her skirt on top of her blouse on the clothes hamper.Then, she turned around, looked at me and then down at my dick. I saw her bra from the front and noticed that this bra, like her panties, seemed to have a bit less material than the black ones she had worn before, and was also more modern looking. Still, it covered her largish boobs well, so I could not see much of them.My eyes then wandered down to her crotch. The material of her panties was quite thick and wide there, so I could not see much, not even any pussy hair. I looked up again quickly, so as not to appear like I was staring."Have you cleaned it properly?" she said, looking at my erect dick."Err... yes," I responded feebly, and feeling all hot and bothered seeing her like this."Let me make sure and give it a quick rinse," she replied.She grabbed the shower head, which was detachable from the wall bracket, and turned the water on, directing the spray onto my hard cock and balls. She gently stroked me along the shaft, and then my balls."Turn around," she said.I didn't know why she wanted me to do that, but I did it, following her instructions. She could now see my naked butt properly, for the first time."You have quite a nice bottom Jacob," she said spraying the water onto my ass cheeks and giving each buttock a good rub up and down with her free hand. When she touched my ass, my dick jerked up. I had never felt so hard before. "I think I need to cum mom," I said, a little desperately, but trying to sound as cool as possible."Turn around again."I faced her again, my dick pointing directly at her face again. I was rock hard."Good, we won't waste much time then, as you are so ready," she said.She grabbed the semen beaker from the washbasin where she had placed it, and said, "This time, I'm going to wank your cock towards me."As I stood in the bath with my dick pointing out over the side, mom bent forwards slightly so she was looking down at my dick, held the semen beaker with her left hand, and then with her right hand, started pulling on my dick towards her, pointing the head of my penis into the beaker. She was holding the beaker about level with her boobs, so it looked almost like she was wanking me onto them and her bra, if the beaker had not been there. Fuck! This was a real turn on!As she bent forward, I could see the top of her boobs better as they hung down in her bra whilst she stroked my dick. The feel of her hand squeezing and stroking my hard-on was fantastic.I knew it would not be long before I came now. Then, all of a sudden she stopped wanking me and said, "Jacob, I think we might have a problem like this. I don't want you to cum on my bra and stain it, just in case I miss catching your cum for any reason. I think it's better if I take it off."I could believe my ears. Mom was going to take her bra off! Fuck!She let go my dick, put the semen beaker down and started un-clipping her bra from the back.My heart was racing big time, watching her do this, and my dick raged up in response.She didn't look at me, and without any fuss, whipped it off, grabbed the semen beaker and started pumping my dick again, concentrating hard on it.I looked down and couldn't believe my eyes! I'd never seen boobs before in real life and just seeing the large fleshy, milky-white globes of each breast was incredibly arousing! And as I stared, I saw that mom had wide pinky-brown areole, about two inches across on each, and large nipples to match! Fuck! Her boobs looked amazing, and my dick seemed to harden even more!I stared open mouthed whilst mom's boobs wobbled and shook below me as they hung down whilst she wanked me off. That was it. I shouted, "I'm cumming," and mom tightened her grip on my prick and pointed it firmly into the beaker, as I came in thick, creamy spurts, again and again. "Uh... uh... Uhhhhhhh!" I blurted out as I exploded."That's right Jacob," said mom encouragingly, as she milked my dick, pulling and squeezing on it. My cum waves seemed to last for ages, until finally I felt I had no more to give, and mom finally let go my limp dick.I had to sit down on the edge of the bath facing her and closed my eyes for a moment. That cum had felt so amazing and I was on a real high.I came to my senses after a few seconds and mom said, "Look at this." I looked at the beaker and saw my cum had almost reached the half way mark. It looked like a lot.But my eyes did not linger on the semen beaker. They went back to the amazing sight of mom's gorgeous large tits. They were 'hangers', and big ones. Fuck! They looked so hot! I felt like touching and sucking on them.I tried not to look as if I was staring hard, but it must have looked a bit obvious.I think mom realized I was looking at her boobs and became a bit self conscious and said, "Ok, that's enough for now. I'll go and make a note of this quantity and then finish getting dinner ready. Give yourself a quick rinse again and come down to eat," and with that she turned, grabbed her bra and clothes, and began walking out of the bathroom towards the hallway, which was through my bedroom.As she did so I could not take my eyes off the sway of her ass, and the way the flesh of her butt cheeks wobbled and wriggled as she did so. The material of her panties seemed to catch in her ass crack and I don't know if it was my imagination, but her hips seems to be swaying more than I'd ever noticed before, as she walked.I could never have imagined that I'd see my mom topless, with just her panties on, walking out of my bathroom and bedroom like that in front of me. This was all still incredible!I cleaned up, put on some clothes and then sat on my bed for a moment, thinking about what had just happened. I was trying to make sense of it all. This was all a real turn on for me. My mind went back to the way mom had been whist in the bathroom. I thought about the way she had looked at my hard dick at first, seemingly mesmerized by it, the way she had licked her lips and then bent over, showing me her ass as she picked up her skirt, and then asking me to turn around so she could look at my butt and give it a feel, and then finally, her taking off her bra and showing me her boobs. It all had been so fucking hot!Yet, before all this, she had been angry and had a go at me whilst in the kitchen, saying it was all very inconvenient for her! How odd!It was a real turn on, the way mom had been in the bathroom, and maybe she was just doing those things to just stimulate me, but somewhere in the back of my head I started to wonder whether she was doing those things on purpose, because she was getting some secret thrill out of it.As far as I knew mom hadn't been with another man since dad left three years ago. She must have sexual feelings too. Had she got angry in the kitchen because she was feeling guilty about what she was doing, or because she was getting some sexual pleasure out of it and feeling guilty about that? If that was the case, I maybe I could be more adventurous and suggestive in our sessions, in stages, as long as I didn't go too far each time. And perhaps I shouldn't feel so self-conscious of my body in front or her if she was getting some secret thrill out of it, then I needn't be shy. As these thoughts came to me, I felt a bit more confident about our next session, and about showing her my body. I think I was becoming aware of the power of my own sexuality.I looked over at the clock on the wall and realized I had spent a while going through my thoughts. I went down to help mom get the dinner ready. She was dressed properly again and doing her chores. Nothing more was said for a while about our session earlier. Mom asked me how my day at college had been, and I asked after her work. We were just like 'normal' at home in the evenings. But I kind of looked at mom's body differently, and more lustily as she moved around the kitchen. She seemed more relaxed than earlier.Then, just before eating mom said, "Tell me when you need to cum again."I nodded and got the plates out.About half an hour after eating, I felt I was ready, as my balls were aching a little."I think I'm ready now," I said to mom whilst she was reading in the living room.Without looking up at me she said "Ok, we'll do it on your bed again like yesterday. Get yourself ready and I'll come up in a few minutes."As I lay naked on my bed waiting for her, my dick started to get semi-hard thinking about mom's body again. And I felt a bit more relaxed about my own nudity in front of her now. I hadn't been able to feel up mom's ass during our session in the bathroom and I was looking forward to that, assuming we would do the same thing as before. Soon, there was a knock at the door and mom came in, holding the semen beaker. She was wearing the same cream coloured bra and panty set she had worn earlier. The top of her tits swayed a bit in her bra as she walked towards the bed. My dick responded by jerking up."We'll do like we did this morning and last night," she said and angled herself so that her butt was more accessible to me. "You can touch my bottom again if you like."I was waiting for her to say that, and started squeezing and stroking her buttocks with my left hand whilst she bent forward slightly and stroked my hard-on. I felt a little disappointed I would not see her tits like before, but felt comfort in that fact that she might take her bra of again in the bathroom tomorrow.Mom's ass felt exquisite. I felt like I would last a bit longer this time and not cum so quickly. It might have been because we were repeating our routine and it was not so new. After a couple of minutes, mom seemed to notice I was lasting a bit longer than before, and she looked back at me and said. "Not so quick this time, I see.""Err... no mom," I said hesitatingly, "But it won't be much longer I think.""Well, maybe this will help a bit "she said, "I haven't got all evening for this, and need to get you going" she said, a little sternly.Then she did something amazing I hadn't seen before. With her free left hand, she moved it behind her, and pushed the fabric of her panties into her butt crack a little, so more of her butt cheeks were showing, making it look much sexier. Then, even more surprisingly, she wriggled her ass at me a little, as if to tease and stimulate me. Her full backside looked wonderfully sexy as she did that. It did the trick, my dick responded by jerking much more firmly in mom's hand as she stroked me.I increased the swirling motions of my hand on mom's ass, squeezing a bit harder, and touching the flesh a bit more around her ass crack, which I had not done before, and I felt the cum rise in my balls."I'm gonna cum soon mom," I said after just a few moments of playing with and watching her butt like this.She grabbed the semen beaker with her free hand and placed it into position.Then, taking a bit of a chance, I rubbed the two middle fingers of my left hand which was stroking her ass flesh right along the material of her panties that had gathered inside her ass crack, pushing it in a bit myself and feeling the walls of the insides of her buttocks a little. Mom jerked her ass a little as I must have touched a more sensitive spot, but did not object.That was it. I came, "Ohh.... ohhhhh... Ahhhhh!" I said out loud. Like before, waves of cum filled the semen beaker as mom milked and pulled on my dick, making sure every last drop went in to it.As I relaxed back on my head onto the pillows, I let go of stroking mom's ass and she straightened herself up. "Well, done" she said, in quite a matter of fact way. "Get cleaned up. I'll go and note this measurement down and get on with my other stuff."And with that she turned and began walking out of my room.My eyes went to her butt as she did so. The material of her panties was still caught up in her ass crack a bit she had not adjusted it properly and made her ass look so damned hot! I was almost hypnotized by it watching her buttocks wobble as she walked away. I wanted to lick it, but didn't know if ever that would happen. Then she disappeared from my view.I cleaned up, dressed, and made a few phone calls to friends using the phone in my bedroom. Then I decided to do a bit of college homework for a while.I think Mom had decided to potter about in the garden for a while and water some plants, although it was almost dusk.At about 10pm, she came into my room and said, "I want to get an early night, can we get the last measuring session over with now?" "Sure, mom I said" turning around from looking at my computer screen on which I had been doing my homework on.I thought she might go out of the room and ask me to get undressed and give her a call when I was lying on the bed, but instead, she said, "You can undress in front of me, I've seen plenty of your body now. You don't have to be shy with me in that regard."My dick, which had been limp, came alive in my pants, hearing her talk like that.I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, and as I started to unzip my jeans, mom pulled off her blouse at the same time and unzipped her skirt, stepping out of it. She placed her clothes on one corner of the bed and I did the same.I stood there in my boxers with my dick semi hard, as mom stood on the other side of the bed facing me in her bra and panties.I pulled my boxers down, exposing my semi hard on. She saw it, but did not say anything. Then, I had a brainwave. Mom had seemed to want to look at my butt a bit earlier when we were in the bathroom, so before clambering onto the bed, I turned around so she could see me naked from the back, and walked over to the window.The curtains were already pretty much drawn, but there was a slight parting in the centre."Just want to make sure no one can see anything," I said trying to sound helpful.I made sure mom got good look at my naked back and ass as I reached up and precisely positioned the curtain edge. Then, still facing the curtains, I took a step back and bent down pretending to move something on the carpet, so that my butt was pointing at mom, so she could see it in all its glory.Then, I straightened up, turned around, and with my semi hard cock bobbing up and down in front of me, climbed on the bed, lying face up in my normal position. I had avoided eye contact the whole time I'd done this, but as I rested my head on my pillows, I looked up at mom's face and I was sure her cheeks looked a little flushed, like she had been blushing."I'm glad you are being discreet, Jacob," she said with a little smile, and seemingly, composing herself. I know we are doing this for medical reasons, but we can never be too careful. As I mentioned before, we shouldn't discuss this with anyone except Dr Taylor. And I certainly wouldn't want any of our neighbours to know what we are doing," she added."Sure mom," I replied reassuringly. "I understand." Then, seeing that mom appeared pleased with me and more relaxed, I decided to try the idea I had earlier about maybe pushing things a little further in our session, just to see how far mom might go.As mom turned to position herself as normal, with her butt a little towards me, I said, quite innocently and with some hesitation. "Err... mom... before we start, I was wondering... err... well... actually... I thought maybe to help me cum a bit quicker, as it took a bit longer last time... if... err... you... you might take your bra off again. I'm sure it would stimulate me... err... you know... a bit more." There, I'd said it!There was bit of a silence, as mom seemed to ponder over what I had said, looking directly at me.Then, looking all serious again, she said, "Well, I do agree it took a bit longer for you to cum last time, and I don't want this to go on longer than necessary. As you have already seen my boobs in the bathroom, it probably won't matter if you see them again, when I stimulate you on the bed."It was music to my ears, and my dick responded at the thought. Mom noticed, but didn't say anything.I wondered if I could go a stage further."Thanks, mom" I said. "That should help a lot. Would you mind if I gave them a light touch like I do with your butt? I might cum really quick then, and it is for medical reasons," I added, taking a chance.Still keeping a straight face and in a businesslike manner, mom looked at me and said. "Ok, but just lightly."She moved her arms behind her and began unhooking her bra. I couldn't wait to see those glorious globes again and this time, touch them.Mom pulled her bra off slowly, revealing her large hanging boobs.I couldn't help but gasp a little again and my dick raged up to a full pole.Mom looked at my dick, and then back at me, and smiled a little and said, "Well, I can see an immediate reaction.""You've got really nice boobs mom," I said, trying to sound appreciative and thankful, which I really was. "I hope you don't mind my saying.""Thank you dear. No I don't mind. Your father used to like them too," she said, all business like. She moved her chest towards the pillow end of the bed more so I got a direct view. Her boobs were now just about foot away from my face. I had never been so close to them before, and got a much better look at them, than in the bathroom. "You may have a light touch and squeeze," she said, "Just to get you going."I took in the fullness of her milky white flesh of her tits as they hung down, noting the wide pinky-brown areole surrounding each thick, almost bite-sized nipple, and instinctively put both my arms up, lifting and cupping each full breast simultaneously, one in each hand. They filled my palms completely as they hung into them, as my hands acted almost as bra cups.I gently let go and then tweaked each nipple gently, with the thumb and forefinger of my hands and rubbed along the areole surrounding each nipple, feeling the slight raised bumps on the flesh there.My dick was now raging and jerking up continuously."I think that's enough," said mom after a moment, and noticing the way my hard on was going. "Let me get your sample now."I lowered by hands from mom's boobs. I desperately wanted to suck on them, but knew better than to go any further today. Maybe, much later in our sessions mom might agree, but I didn't want to push things too far right now.Mom angled her butt again for me, and I started feeling it up again through the material of her panties. I think she knew by now I liked feeling up her ass, and she wriggled it a few times again for me like she had done in our earlier session. She did it so nicely and sexily, almost pushing her ass back into my hand, that for a moment I wondered if she was enjoying it too. Mom leaned over me, her large boobs hanging down over my stomach towards my groin, and began pumping my cock with her right hand. Then, without my asking or suggesting anything, copying what she had done in our earlier session, moved her free hand back behind her and pulled the material of her panties into her butt crack a little so that her butt cheeks were more exposed and looked more sexy.She must have guessed I would cum very quickly with all this going on, because after finishing toying with her panty fabric in her ass crack, she immediately positioned the semen beaker correctly with her free hand, with my dickhead pointing into it as she pumped it with her other hand.She was right. The sight of mom topless, her sexy boobs hanging down above me and my feeling her wide ample butt as she wriggled it sexily for me, tipped me right over the edge. In almost 30 seconds of this, I came, spurting thick waves of thick spunk into the semen beaker again, as I grunted satisfactorily whilst cumming."That's good Jacob, a nice specimen," said mom in a satisfied tone, as she wiped bits on my cum that were on her fingers into the beaker. She stood up straight, holding the beaker up to the light, showing me how much cum I had produced again. She looked really sexy as her large boobs hung down on her chest.I gulped, a little out of satisfaction, as well as from the way mom looked standing in front of me."Well, I think I'm off to bed now" she said with a smile, "After noting down this measurement." She bent forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Her boobs touched my chest momentarily as she did so. "Goodnight, and be ready for our morning session.""Goodnight mom," I said. "Thanks, I do appreciate your help with my problem," I said, trying to sound as grateful as I could, and meaning every word.As mom turned to walk out of my bedroom, my eyes went to her hot ass again. The material of her panties was still caught in her butt crack. She didn't seem to mind, and her hips swayed again. Looking at her like that, a thought crossed my mind about another suggestion I could try making next time, which might let me enjoy that wonderful ass of hers even more.The ache in my balls had completely gone as normal after cumming three times over the evening, and I settled down to sleep, still thinking of mom's hot body.To be continued...Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author.---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------*Kristen's collection - Directory 81
milkingcontest.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/80/milkingcontest.txt	I was just sitting down, relaxing after a hard day's work, watching a little television, when I heard a door slam. The back door closing hard jarred my attention. Maureen was home. From the sound of the door, I had a feeling that she wasn't in a good mood. From the other end of the house I heard her muttering."God damn fucking bitch! She doesn't know who she's dealing with. She'll never treat me like this again! Fuck!"I waited for her to come in and tell me about her latest problem at work. I knew she was trying to adjust to this new job and wasn't getting along with one of her co-workers, some secretary named Claudia. And I surmised that this was the "bitch" my wife was ranting about.She came in to the room and walked straight to me. "Get up. We're going out," she demanded."Where are we going... Hey! I'm watching that!" She had turned off the set."Not anymore, you're not! I'm going to fix this bitch once and for all and you're going to help me."I sighed and knew that when she's in a mood like this, there won't be anything to be done but to go along with it.Two hours later, I found myself at the home of Claudia and her husband Joseph. A posh tastefully decorated suburban home, and was I sitting in their posh living room eating hors d'ouvres and sipping Chardonnay? Of course not. I was walking into their dank, scary basement/dungeon, naked, being led about by a chain which held Maureen's little hand at one end, and my tightly bound testicles at the other.Apparently, this Claudia person did not get along with Maureen, intentionally sabotaging several of her accounts and making her look foolish in front of her new employers. Also she fancied herself as something of a Domme, bragging to my girl about how she held her husband in servitude, etc., etc., and how Maureen could never measure up to her. Maureen, being somewhat competitive could not resist answering her challenge, but I knew this was a bad idea.So here I was, balls painfully separated and constricted by leather straps being lead about by the genitals to some inevitable torment. Ahh, the things one does for love. Claudia and her husband were there as well. Him naked and tied to one of two poles in the room, hands restrained high above his head to a metal eyelet in the ceiling. Her done up in high bitch gear. The other pole, I imagined, was for me."Restrain him and we'll begin," Claudia commanded.No sooner said than done and I found myself in the same predicament as the hapless Joseph, tied to a pole with my arms restrained. The poles were about 5 yards apart and we were tied facing each other. I noted with a little pride that my cock was definitely larger than his.Claudia took control of the proceedings and outlined what exactly would happen."Now bitch. This is the little game that we're going to play. If you're woman enough, that is. It's called a milking contest. It'll once and for all prove just whose more skilled, sexier, and in general - a better woman. I'll milk your pathetic slave and you will try to milk mine. The winner'll get to untie her slave and then have her way with the loser who will submit unconditionally for as long as the winner desires. Do you agree?""So whoever makes their slave cum first is the winner. Right?, Maureen asked.Claudia laughed. "Oh please, we can't have a 30 second contest now can we? By the look of things, your slave is ready to cum already! No, the winner will be the first to make the slave cum three times. That's a thorough milking. Don't worry though, I have Joseph well trained, he won't cum at all, if he knows what's good for him. So, do you agree to the terms?""Yeah bitch. I agree. Let's do it." Maureen strode over to me, her heels elevating her so she looked at me eye to eye."If you cum for her, I'll fucking kill you!"I knew this was a BAD IDEA.Claudia spoke up, "And now, BEGIN!"Maureen approached Joseph and started right in on his bobbing shaft. Claudia walked over and whispered in my ear."You're mine little boy. The bigger they are the harder they fall."She grabbed my testicles, squeezed them roughly and sank her mouth onto my cock. I immediately panicked, knowing that to cum probably meant years of torment from Maureen. The woman was an expert, her mouth and hands devouring my dick.I heard Joseph moaning from across the way so I knew Maureen was getting to him. Claudia was certainly getting to me. She stopped using her mouth and just used her hands to milk me, spouting a litany of filthy language to turn me on."Come on slut-boy, cum for Claudia. Gonna drain that big horse cock of yours dry."She knelt and used her tongue to tickle the cum-shot out of my balls while she pumped up and down my shaft with both hands. I had no more resistance and came in huge spurts all over the floor as she moved quickly out of the way."ONE DOWN! You'll be my soon bitch!" She laughed triumphantly. I actually felt better now, once I had cum, I thought I would be ok for a while. She licked and pumped and sucked to try to bring my cock back to life, but I was able to resist. I tried to think non-sexy thoughts. I heard Joseph screaming from across the room as Maureen evened the score and quickly went ahead 2 to 1 as she made him cum twice in under a minute. My babe! She was going to win.She probably would have won if I hadn't looked down. Claudia was getting frustrated and couldn't figure out how to beat me, until my gaze fell upon her open-toed high heeled shoes. "You fucking worm. You're looking at my feet, aren't you?" Her eyes lit up in newfound knowledge. She slid her right shoe off to reveal her perfect foot, which she slid up my leg. As soon as her toes made their way up and brushed against my balls, my cock surged to attention once again. She used her lethal little foot relentlessly on my once-again swollen cock, crushing, squeezing, rubbing until I shot another load all over her toes -- it was 2 to 2.My cock was thoroughly used and limp. I didn't think there was any way she could get me up again, at least not before Maureen won the contest. Across the room, Joseph was moaning and groaning as she jerked him hard. I had the bad feeling that Claudia was going to torture my limp cock in a last ditch effort. Instead, she had other ideas. She petted and stroked it gently and softly whispered in my ear, "Ever since I first saw that bitch Maureen at work, I knew I had to have her. And I'll have her. Do you know why, slut-boy? Because you want me to have her. You'll get to see the whole thing hon. You'll get to see my slave hold her down. You'll get to see her suck my toes. You'll get to see her lick my cunt and ass. You'll get to see her sweet little asshole opened up by my big strap-on. "C'mon slut-boy, I know you want it. You'll get to see her beg and plead and sigh and cry at my feet. Just cum now!"By now I was fully erect again. I tried to close my eyes to shut out the sensation, but she was playing me like an instrument. I couldn't help but visualize the scenarios she was describing. My beautiful Maureen, mascara running down her face, eyes bulging wide as her ass is stretched to the limit by this deranged whore. Claudia cackling madly as she uses Maureen's gorgeous face as a fuck-toy. Claudia pissing all over Maureen from head to toe while Joseph holds her in place. Maureen screaming in pain and pleasure as she orgasms on Claudia's fist. God it was too much...Claudia sensed the moment was at hand and applied a little bit more pressure to my overly engorged cock and I exploded screaming. Maureen heard, and turned her head from Joseph just in time to be greeted by a face full of my cum, which had impossibly jetted the five yards across the room as I thrashed and shook in the restraints. Finally it was over and I sagged down, my balls drained of every bit of cum, essence and energy. I was finished.Claudia rushed over to unshackle Joseph and they quickly moved to claim their prize. Just before having a dildo shoved into her mouth Maureen manage to get out a quick and vicious 'You're going to pay for this," in my direction...And pay I did. But in retrospect, it was worth every minute.ENDWant more of the story, let me know.
pleasebang2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/pleasebang2.txt	Part 2: Thai Bride-to-beNovember 2010I met my Thai girlfriend Eim in a Bangkok where she was working as a bargirl and part-time hooker. Eim young, very hot and sexually desirable: She is a twenty six year old beauty, petite five foot tall, gorgeous brown skinned with a lovely sexy body and long flowing black hair. She has a small thin girlish body with small pointed breasts and a tight hot ass. Eim likes to dress in those tight sexy Thai clothes that make her look so sluttish and so sexy. I think she could make a dead man cum. Those Thai girls are built for sex. They are all such sexy women, always happy to welcome your cock in their pussy. Eim loved having white guys fuck her, I knew that. Nevertheless we fell madly in love and made plans for a future together but we both understood that it would be necessary for her to continue to work as a sex worker in Bangkok when I was not with her. I knew that there was no choice but to let her continue to fuck anyone she wished as long as in her heart she was not involved with someone she was fucking behind my back without my knowledge or consent.Like most those Thai beauties Eim really enjoyed her work in the bar and she was quite addicted to her lifestyle. She liked meeting other men, hanging out with the other whores, the promiscuous and regular sex with varied partners and the drinking and easy money. I could not ask her to give it up while I was away. Eim really seemed to enjoy sex and she wanted and needed it all the time. I loved her deeply so I would just have to accept her for what she was and try and understand that and she needed to be getting hot cock while I was not around. I imagined her fucking other men it gave me a real hard on as knowing that she was fucking all those men and that they were coming in her sweet tight small pussy. Instead of getting me angry this made me horny. I mean she was so fucking hot and seeing how those guys looked at her I knew why they all just loved to bone her. I felt kind of proud that she was so young and desirable and that she was mine. The fact that other men lusted for her body irritated me a bit but it did not make me jealous as I knew that she loved only me. Naturally I was jealous of her fucking other men and staying out until early morning. But then this was compensated by the thrill of tasting the sperm on her lips and the stale latex of condoms on her pussy.I missed her like crazy even though we phoned each other every day. I was upset by how she earned her living but night after night I would fantasies about her fucking big well-hung males who would fuck her hard and make her cum like a slut. I could not stop thinking about it and I had a morbid fascination to see my girlfriend fucked by another man but to share in her thrills and experiences.A month before our planned wedding, Eim he told me over the phone about how she had met this Thai named Cho. That he was so handsome and so well hung. She told me that she was lonely and asked if it would be okay with me not only to have sex with him, but a relationship. She told me that she did not want to hurt me but that she needed someone there too. She teased me by saying it was good she was so honest and faithful and that she would never cheat on me but that she thought he was sexy. I gasped. My cock felt as if it was going. The idea of my sexy girlfriend having a lover made me so hard. I asked her with mixed emotions of shock, arousal and confusion:"If that would please you." I could not believe that I had just said that and agreed to her fucking another man. I told her that it was not cheating if she told me. "Is he a good lover at least?"Her breathing was heavy and I suspected that she had fucked him already and that she was rubbing her moist pussy as she thought of him. "He is so big and virile. My pussy is so wet and red. He really turns me on..." She added.The idea of my hot young girlfriend having sex with this other man excited me intensely and made me jealous. I knew that even if I wanted to, I could not stop her. After all she had already been fucking her large cocked bull. I was worried that now as she got a taste for it she may hold it against me or not love me as much. Instead I decided to get on a plane to Bangkok and fly over and see her. When I told her I was coming she became very excited and we made all the arrangements together.When I saw her standing there waiting to meet me at the airport my heart missed a beat. Eim had squeezed into a very short, tight revealing, and black Lycra skirt. It reached maybe an inch or two below crotch and barely covered her pussy. Her black halter top showed her belly button. Together with her black heels and strong make-up she looked like a little Asian slut that wanted to get fucked. I took her into my arms, an instant hard-on in my pants and squeezed her tightly as we kissed passionately. Her lips tasted of sperm and I could smell another man on her. I knew that she had just been fucked a stranger. As we got into the taxi, Eim announced that she wanted to go to the bar for a little while and that I could check in to my room later. Of course I was quite disappointed as I was so horny and could not wait to fuck my girlfriend again. I managed a protest asking her why she was working today but she responded that she was off tonight as I was here.She led me into the bar filled with sexy Thai girls and a Thai man came up us and said:"Hi. I'm Cho. I have reserved a table for us."I was disappointed but said nothing. Eim seemed excited and sat down between us and ordered beers for everyone as the music pumped out from the speakers. I felt slightly awkward but Eim did not seem to notice. She slid over to sit between the two of us and drank and laughed at what Cho had to say. I suddenly jumped as I felt her hard on my cock under the table. I saw Cho smile too and I guessed she had grabbed him too. As we talked and drank Eim was slowly rubbing our cocks through our pants. I put my hand on her leg and touched her thigh and was surprised to find Cho's hand already there, his fingers up her skirt and in her panties.After a moment she smiled and closed her eyes, leaning back, her head on my shoulder. As I rubbed her clit I found Cho's finger already deeply buried inside her moist pussy. She bit her lip and I kissed her. She smiled and suggested we dance together. We danced for a while with Eim between us, one drink in each hand with Cho in front and me behind her. She put her arms around Cho and ground her pelvis against his loins while I took her by the waist and rubbed against her behind as if I was fucking her from behind. Eim's barely covered panties were visible to the front.I was probing her butt with my finger, trying to finger fuck her ass. I wanted to put my dick there. She turned her head towards me, her eyes shining with mischief and arousal and boldly declared: "I want him to fuck me now honey. I come to your hotel room later. Okay." Misinterpreting my expression she added:"Don't worry. He fuck me good for you.""Well I-I..." I began to protest. She ground her ass against my hard erection and kissed me passionately. I moaned and gave in. I wanted to fuck her hard but I knew that Cho would be stretching my girlfriend's pussy first tonight with his big cock.I nodded and swallowed hard knowing that she would shortly be spreading her small brown legs wide for Cho. When she came into the hotel room several hours later I saw that her face was flushed with arousal and her breathing heavy. She seemed absolutely radiant and sexy. I asked her what had happened. Instead of answering right away she gave me a quick hug and she began to wiggle out of her clothes. I could see the marks of sex on her body and breast. She stripped down to her lacy black panties and slipped into the bed beside me."Thank you so much my darling for being so understanding with me. I love you so much. I've been very bad girl" She said with a wry little smile. She got into bed beside me and I hugged her. She shivered and kissed me hungrily. I could feel her body so horny beside me ready for sex. She seemed supercharged. I pressed her for details and she told me that she had gone to Cho's house and after a few drinks they had gone up to his bedroom.She told me that Cho's cock was much longer and thicker than mine but she was so wet with lust that he had easily fit into her tight Asian pussy. After she had sucked it hungrily he had fucked her doggy until they both came. As she was telling me this and holding my hard erection I knew that she was so happy and horny and that she couldn't wait for me to fuck her. She looked at me deep in the eyes and said with a mischievous little smile:"I have brought you home a little present I retrieved from today's work and Cho..."I looked at her oddly as she reached into her small clutch and retrieved a small plastic back. She carefully unwrapped it. To my disbelief she produced five used condoms filled with cum which she handled with care so nothing would spill out. My heart missed and beat and I swallowed hard trying to control my mixed reactions."What the..." I stuttered."Five men have fucked me today and filled these condoms with their loving homage for your sweet lady. I want you to use them to worship my pussy..." She said seriously. My cock stirred and I felt weak with morbid curiosity, disgust and desire as she lay back naked on the bed. She carefully handed me the four condoms. All four were quite full and the outside was damp from my girlfriend's own salacious sex juices of arousal."Take the first one and pour it over my thighs." She instructed looking at me with a sly grin.I looked at her in disbelief but took the condoms and trembling, swallowed hard and obeyed. As I squeezed the gooey mixture over her thighs I was breathing hard and my cock was stiff. Her body seemed to relax as I gave her this unique obscene massage.She smiled at me mischievously and gave me further instructing: "Take the second condom and empty it over my pussy."I obeyed, rubbing it into the soft folds of her swollen red pussy lips. Her breathing was shorter and my cock was stirring like crazy. This was instant creampie without the lover around."That's right; rub it in between my thighs..." She moaned.She closed her eyes and groaned with pleasure."Now add the third there...yes that's right, Tilak Ja. Rub it deep inside... Lubricate my pussy with their sperm..."I was very aroused now and my fingers worked all over her crack and in and out of her bare pussy. She bit her lips. "Finally I want you to take a four," She said. "Yes the well filled one. Rub the juices into your cock as homage and submission to these virile men."I obeyed, my hand trembling with excitement, wetting my cock with the sticky mixture. I managed to squeeze out a huge amount of spunk. The smell of latex and sex filled the room. I could not have been hornier."Now turn it inside out," she directed, "and unroll the condom inside out onto your cock... Yes, like that. I want you to fuck my pussy with the used condom dripping with cum. I don't want to feel your spunk inside me today, darling. Today is our special day. I want you to help work all the other spunk inside my slutty pussy instead..."I groaned and swallowed hard as I obeyed. A lot of cum still remained inside the condom and it felt squishy and damp as I rolled it onto my hard cock. I felt the cum inside the condom all over my cock. It felt disgusting yet somehow dirty and wonderful. I began to stroke my cock. I felt the cum all over it. I was aroused beyond belief.She parted her soaking wet pussy and instructed me to climb between her legs. I pushed my cock deep inside her wonderfully well fucked pussy. She moaned and thrust hard at me, excited beyond belief and enjoying the feeling of my big cock filling her Asian pussy and all that spunk there. I licked her brown breasts and she sighed and whispered for me to continue to fuck her. As I fucked her I mixed and pushed in all the other men's cum deep into her little Thai womb. As we approached the climax, she suddenly paused, reached out for the last remaining used condom on the bedside table nearby and with a sluttish wicked grin dripped the cum with her finger into her mouth then licked her lips and spread it all over with her tongue. As I groaned and came inside her pussy, she pulled me down on top of her and kissed me hard, sending her little aggressive tongue darting inside my mouth and pushing the cum through my parted lips and into my open mouth, sharing it with me. I came hard inside her pussy inside the caged condom like any other john, keeping her pussy full of her paying lovers' spunk. She kept my mouth shut pasted against hers, staring me in the eyes until I swallowed instinctively. She smiled at me and kissed me gently as I groaned desperately.We both decided that she should continue fucking Cho while I was in Bangkok and having sex with me afterwards. I did not mind this as I knew about her affair and I was okay with this as long as she did not fuck him in front of me. I guess we had reached a general understanding that it was going to be just sex for my fiancée and that this would lead to hotter penetrative sex with her after for me. The next day my Eim informed me that she had agreed to meet her lover again that evening in the bar alone. I was irritated that she had not consulted with me first but as the meeting was a done deal I could not ask her to cancel now and after all I wanted her to be happy after all. When I said okay she gave me a grateful kiss and disappeared into the bedroom to prepare and put on her make-up and clothes for her date.Although I had had my doubts it was very obvious to me that I had enjoyed it as much as she had and that I loved being cuckolded so I did not complain. I had this crazy idea that my future wife would be fully submissive to me while fucking other men at my discretion. How wrong could I be! Eim really seemed to appreciate having two men adoring her body and loving her at the same time. She liked the idea that she could still have her cake and eat it. She told me that she wanted to marry me but that she also needed to continue to see Cho and enjoy full sexual freedom to chose other partners and for pleasure and for her sex work. After all cuckolding is all about letting her get what she wanted, giving her sexual freedom and empowerment. That evening when she returned glowing and radiant from her long fucking, Eim demanded oral sex before I fucked her. She insisted that I not only taste her lovely cunt but eat Cho's sperm as well. When I came out of the bathroom I found my lovely petite wife lying with her legs up in the air and her pussy open and dripping from the juices from her lovers' spunk and her own promiscuous lust. I admired how nice her swollen pussy was for a moment then spread her legs wide I lowered my head between her legs, breathed in the strong musk aroma before hesitatingly beginning to lick at the own cum at the edge of her pussy lips. She gasped with pleasure. I slid my finger inside her gooey gaping pussy and she groaned. I could feel her body tremble with desire. I started licking around her wet pussy as I thrust my forefinger deep inside her juicy hole. I licked all around her pussy at the warm musky juices. She moaned and bucked her hips. I tongue fucked her hot little pussy making her squeal and squirm on my tongue. Her thighs closed and clasped my head, pulling my mouth hard up against her slutty pussy. I sucked at her wildly, my tongue rubbing her hard clit and moving around the entrance of her vagina, lapping it all up as I jerked my cock. My head dove deep between her legs as I sucked at her wet pussy. She was holding my head and pulling me into her. It was not long before I felt my goddess shudder and come hard, clamping her legs around my head and crying out like a wounded animal. I slurped it all up into my mouth hungrily, swallowing it obediently as she told me to do. After licking her sweet pussy, she demanded to be fucked. While making love we were both fantasizing about her with other men as she liked fucking handsome well hung strangers. I fucked her hard for about fifteen minutes until we both experienced a massive orgasm and I shot my load deep in her unchaste sleeve.Between her Thai boyfriend Cho and fucking men that she picked up at the bar she did not seem to have much time to spend with me in the run up to our wedding and most of that she was either sleeping or eating. It was very frustrating but I could not break the vicious circle. She was already addicted to her bargirl whoring lifestyle and unable or unwilling to stop. Even though I might be a good submissive and loving boyfriend she could compare to other alternative bulls better endowed and able to meet her sexual that she picked up in the bar and to Cho and I might lose her. The more I gave in and tried to keep her the more she was in control of me. I knew that cuckoldry is a one way street. The price of happiness was more and more male submission to her dominance over me so I was submissiveness to her stronger sexuality and let her satisfy her need for better endowed and much more sexually adept virile big well hung bulls. December 2010On the night before our wedding Eim started to dress sexy for work. Instead of letting her go as usual I asked her if I could come along with her to the bar too. Eim was reluctant saying that she would be drinking a lot with other men and trying to get a man to fuck her. I told that it was okay and reassured her that I would not be jealous or interfere with her work so she agreed. That in fact I only wished to lick her clean after her johns had fucked her. The bar was already full and Eim settled her sights on Nat, a younger black boy with a large cock. We had a quiet drink as he sat opposite, he couldn't take his eyes off Eim who was dressed in a short skirt and Lycra top and stockings. I guess she was not used to doing this in front of me and with my permission. She finally danced with him, grinding her hips against him and letting his hands run over her body and ass and up her skirt to her crotch. She responded, laughing and kissing him, encouraging him to become bolder.I sat on the chair and watched as Nat raised her skirt up around her waist, fondled her then stripped down taking out an impressive black cock. I saw Eim lick her lips with desire. She timidly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, glanced at me questioningly then began to stroke it, wanking him slowly while they kissed mouth to mouth. Her tongue was in his mouth. I watched them kiss, my cock hard in my pants. Kneeling down, Eim took the head of his black cock between her lips and began licking his shaft from top to bottom. As she gave him head her other hand was rubbing her pussy as she pleasured herself sucking at the erection in her mouth.Nat groaned and grabbed her head as she came hard in her throat. She swallowed convulsively as she received his cum in her mouth. She moved back and received another load of cum over her face. I saw some of cum from her mouth run out of the corners of her mouth and drip down her chin. Keeping her lips closed, she smiled at me mischievously and reached up to kiss me on the mouth. She kissed me hard on the mouth, forcing the cum into my mouth with her tongue and her breath, holding me back and forcing me to swallow the musk salty mixture.Eim whispered in my ear that Nat wanted to screw her and that she was going to do it with him tonight whether I was ready for it or not so I might as well enjoy it with her. I could always stroke my cock while I watched. I was dumbstruck and shocked as Nat pulled my future wife against him, lifter up her short skirt to expose her bare arse and squeezed it. My cock jerked with jealousy and arousal. It was going to be an interesting night.When we got to the hotel room Eim informed me that Nat was going to fuck her right in front of me. Throwing herself backwards on the bed, her legs high in the air and wide apart, she parted her pussy lips with both hands. My wife-to-be begged him to fuck her. I could see Eim's nipples hard, erect and expectant. Nat glanced at me hesitantly so Eim said impatiently:"Never mind him. He's just my cuckold man. He want me fuck lots of men, get many "farang" cocks in my pussy for money. He like see your big strong cock fuck me Come now: Put that big cock in my wet pussy."He climbed on top of her and placed to head of his oversized cock at the entrance of my girlfriend's wet pussy. Anxious, I began to protest as I realised this complete stranger was about to fuck her bareback. She glared at me, her eyes silencing me. He slowly pushed his unprotected black foot long rod a few inches in. I saw her wince with pain and ecstasy. She had never felt so stretched filled before.He grinned. She had her hands on his butt she slowly pulled inside all ten inches. I saw him bury the entire length into my future wife's tight cunt. Her pussy lips opened like a flower. I could not comprehend that a so big cock could enter her tight wife to be's pussy without ripping her in two. Eim groaned and wrapped her small legs around his muscular waist as their mouths met as in a long French kiss while he slowly fucked on the bed, thrusting the full length of his thick long cock between her open and welcoming red vaginal lips. He pulled her knees up to his shoulder, and started fucking her hard and quickly. She groaned and clung onto him as he laboured at her like a wild horny bull. My cock stood up proud and erect as I watched. She was fucking a huge black cock without protection. I was thinking that if he came inside her she might get pregnant with all that sperm. She started moaning loudly telling him to fuck her harder. His huge balls were slapping against her pussy and it wasn't long before he shot a huge load inside her. I could not see anything but I knew that his load was deep inside her belly.Aroused beyond belief, she turned him over in pure sexual frenzy and climbed astride of him. His unprotected penis glistened with her juices. Slowly and firmly she rubbed her clit and pussy against his spent cock until she had managed to resuscitate the cock and return it to a state of sexual arousal. I had never seen her looking as hot as I did that night. She was rubbing his hardening cock up against her crack. I could see her nipples getting hard. She was getting wetter and horny and I knew she was going to give him a good fucking.Before I knew it she dropped down onto that huge cock and shoved his dick deep into her pussy with a loud moan. Eim gave a warm groan as her well lubricated pussy took in this huge cock for a second time. He held her hips as his cock hammered in and out of her. She moaned softly as she ground her hips against his crotch. I knew my sweet little Thai fiancée gets her hardest orgasms riding a cock up and down and rolling her hips.She started to gather speed sliding her pussy up and down on Nat's dick. She rolled her hips as she filled her brown pussy with his American cock. I watched in the dark as she violated her pussy all over the guy's cock. She was giving him the fucking of her life. She grabbed my face and squeezed it hard as I watched her take the man into her little Thai pussy with every thrust. He was plunging deeper and deeper into her tight, wet pussy each time she travelled up and down his pole. I watched as he pumped his cock upwards in my thrusting beautiful wife harder and harder. Her vaginal muscles and her sexy body clamped and tighten repeatedly around his hard and powerful manhood. Suddenly I felt her reach out and feel my crotch and grab my hard erection. She began rubbing my cock as she rode her lover hard. Her eyes were shut and her mouth open as her breathing became heavier as she rode faster and faster, grinding her hips on his cock.Without warning he moaned and his strong seed pumped into her stretched thin pink and brown unprotected cunt. 'Fill me up! Cum inside me and fill your little whore with your wonderful cum." As she spoke she tilted her pelvis up into him.She closed her eyes groaned bit her lips and shook. Her moaning increased as she climaxed with more intensity than I have ever seen from her before as he pumped out his cum inside her pussy. I have to admit that I loved seeing that black man's cum pouring out of my Asian bride's stretched cunt. I came too watching my sexy young hot future wife enjoy herself and lose all dignity and control.As she climbed off her she said:"Come here and lick it all clean, daddy. I want you to use that mouth of yours on my pussy."She told me to feel her pussy as a huge glob of his semen had just run out of her. I cuddled her and asked if she had enjoyed herself. She replied that she had enjoyed it very much. She kissed me on the mouth so that I could taste the cum then taking my head in her hand and directing it between her legs she made me lick it all up after them. She instinctively knew I loved the humiliation of eating her lovers cum from her freshly fucked Thai pussy. She held my head down on her pussy while I licked her until she came in another quick climax. I wanted a second round but she told me that I had had enough. I stood up and wiped myself clean.Nat stayed overnight and fucked her twice during the night. In the morning Eim put on her usual thick sexy make up which I felt was totally inappropriate and too slutty for a wedding day. She looked so stunning in her wedding dress. We kissed passionately. After she had put on her white wedding gown without asking for my opinion or permission she told me to leave and go ahead to the church and that she would join later. She informed me that she was not done fucking Nat and that she wanted to feel his cock in her wedding gown.I swallowed hard and said okay. I was so horny my cock nearly burst out of my pants. Nat smirked, lifted the hem long white wedding skirt up and parted her lace white panties. Extracting his large long black cock he held apart her panties and inserted it into her wet pussy. Nat fucked her silly unprotected while I waited patiently in the other room.When Eim reappeared she had a mischievous slutty look on her face. Lifting up the hem of her wedding dress I could see thick white sperm marks on her panties. Nat had shot a massive load of cum into her pussy. Even though she had tried to wipe it away there was still a lot left inside her, she admitted."Look," she said pointing to her wet panties. "It's still inside me."I went to pull down her panties but she stopped me saying that she wanted to keep all their love juices deep inside her and that I should leave the panties on her. This gave me huge turn on. My lovely wife walked down the aisle with another man's cum between her legs. Her ovaries were filled with the salty spunk from Nat's cock. As her vagina was not protected from getting pregnant I found out a few days later that she had been knocked up by her black stud. I had become slavishly addicted to my little Asian hot wife so I did not object. Even though I did not get to fuck my young wife Eim much anymore she allowed me to stroke her legs or suck the cum from her pussy occasionally as she had taken to going bareback whenever she took a liking for bull who wanted to use her for a 'girlfriend' experience. ***
phonydoctorexamines.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/phonydoctorexamines.txt	My wife Dianne is the kind guys notice, but she's basically shy and tries to ignore the admiring glances she gets. She'd certainly never show anything on purpose, and definitely avoids "accidents". She wears skirts a lot, but her knees are always properly together and she's careful about getting in and out of cars, bending over, and that kind of thing.Even though I'd had a thought or two about whether it would be a turn-on for me if someone else saw more than they should, I'd never even thought about it really happening until it all fell in my lap a while ago.She applied for a job at a large company, got through the first interviews, and then was told she needed to give her medical history to the company's in-house medical office. They set up an appointment for her on a Thursday, but then she got a call changing the appointment to early Wednesday morning. We didn't think anything about it at the time, but later that change fit in with my other suspicions. Of course, I'm the only one that's wondering about what really happened that day. She either didn't notice anything or, and this is my guess, her shyness wouldn't let her even think about the chance that everything wasn't on the up and up.I drove her to the appointment that morning, and walked with her to find the medical office. Compared to the rest of the buildings this company owns, the building she was told to go to was in a quiet location out of the main traffic flow. We didn't see more than one or two other people the whole time we were there. The medical office was small, with only a few chairs in the waiting room.There wasn't anyone at the front desk when we arrived, and it took a few minutes before we heard someone coming from the back area. It was a guy maybe in his forties, and when he came in, he looked at both of us with what I thought was a little surprise. He was dressed in slacks and a shirt, with what looked like three or four white smocks hanging over his arm.He asked if he could help us, and we told him we were there for Dianne's medical report. He went over to the front desk, looked at a calendar there, and asked for Dianne's name. She gave it to him and I added that this was a changed appointment from the one that was scheduled for the next day. That seemed to help him out. He flipped through some pages and then said something like, oh right, I see what you mean. Then he apologized for no one being there when we came in because the nurse on duty that day was ill. He asked us to wait a moment, and went back through the door to the examining room.He was in there for quite a while, but when he came back out, he had one of the smocks on and introduced himself as the doctor on duty. He joked about his bad luck pulling duty on Wednesday when all of his friends were out playing golf, and then invited Dianne to step back into the examining room. I told her I'd wait for her, and she followed him back. Once the door was closed, I began to run all of this through my head: The change in appointment time, the surprise he seemed to show, the change he made putting on his "doctor suit". It wasn't enough to make a big deal out of, but still I was kind of tense about it all.I looked around the room for a magazine or something to read, and that's when I spotted the little sliding door they use to pass specimens in and out. I could see from where I was that it wasn't completely closed. Whoever used it last had shut it too fast, and it went down crooked. It didn't take me long to decide I should try to check out things in the other room if I could. I went over to it, pulled a chair up, and sat down with my head level at the crack that was open. It was perfect, I was able to see right into the examining room. There was Dianne sitting on the exam table, with him sitting on one of those short rolling stools in front of her.He was telling her that the nurse normally took blood pressure, height and weight, but since she was ill, Dianne could drop in after her final interview and have it done then. He had a clipboard with a long form on it and he began asking questions from the form. It was all the standard medical history stuff, and each time she answered he'd write something and then ask her the next question. It took quite a while for him to get through the whole form.I probably would have stopped watching, but something about the way she was sitting on the end of that table kind of kept my attention. She was dressed casually that day, no heels or hose, since this wasn't really supposed to be a part of the job interview. It was a blouse, skirt and sandals, which was one of her cool summer outfits. Her feet were on an adjustable footrest he'd pulled out for her, and it was high enough to lift her knees right up to his eye level. Her skirt covered her knees, and she had her hands clasped together in front of them, but that didn't take care of the way her skirt gapped under her legs. I could see a lot of the underside of her thighs from where I was, and I knew he had an even better view if he wanted it.That was the first time I ever knew anything about how I'd react to someone sneaking a peek at Dianne. I'd read about that kind of thing in some of the men's magazines, and I always wondered if I'd be pissed off or jealous or what. Sure, I had some of those feelings, but it was also kind of a turn-on, probably the same way it was for guys I'd read about.Anyhow, it didn't take long for my little turn-on to get tested even more. When he finished taking her history, he got up from the stool, put the clipboard on a counter top and said something to her about finishing the exam. I couldn't hear it all, but I know Dianne hadn't been told they'd be doing anything more than take down her history, and that's probably what she said to him. He started talking about paperwork screw-ups and that it was a simple exam and wouldn't take long. The whole time he was talking, his voice had a kind of tone that seemed professional, but a little bit bored, as though all he wanted to do was finish up and head for the golf course.Knowing Dianne, that's probably what convinced her to relax and go along with the change in plans. He walked back to her with a little rubber hammer in his hand, sat down on the stool and told her he needed to test her reflexes. He asked her to take her feet off the foot rest and scoot forward so her legs would dangle. Of course, when she did it, her skirt rode up on her legs. He didn't seem to pay any attention, and began tapping on her right knee with the hammer. I could see her pulling a little bit at her skirt, but she couldn't get it back over her knees without being obvious, and I knew she wouldn't do that. I'm sure she was telling herself not to be an idiot, and that he was a doctor, and she should just cooperate.Talk about a set up! Maybe he was a doctor, but if he wasn't, he gave himself the best peep show a guy could ever hope for. After he tapped her knee a couple of times, he told her he wasn't getting the reaction he should. He told her she needed to flex her knee more, and asked her to put her hands under her the back of her knee and hold it up. And I'll be damned if she didn't even hesitate. Up went her right knee, and with it the hem of her skirt.She couldn't very well keep her legs together that way, and from where he was sitting, he had a perfect view right up her skirt. His back was toward me and she was facing right at me while I watched through the crack in the sliding panel. There she sat with her leg up in the air and the crotch of her thin white panties in plain view. He tapped a couple more times and told her that was fine.Then he asked her to lift the other knee, and even put his hand under her leg to start it up. With the way he was lifting and with her lifting at the same time, her left leg went up even higher and wider than the right one had. I could see her whole panty crotch and even a little of her left cheek as she held her leg there. He tapped on that knee for a while, maybe longer than necessary it seemed to me, with his head angled so she couldn't see his eyes, but so he could look up her skirt if he wanted to, as long as he wanted to. The dark shadow of her pubic hair was showing, and from where he sat, with his head right next to her knee, the view must have been spectacular.He got up from the stool again, told her she could put her leg down, and walked over to the counter. She did, and even smoothed out her skirt and tried to pull it down a bit while his back was turned. Talk about too little too late! Not that it mattered anyhow. There was a lot more to come.He picked up a stethoscope, still with his back turned, held it up, and told her he needed to listen to her with it. He turned around, pointed to a small dressing room and told her she'd find a gown in there to wear. It took her a moment or two, but finally she asked what she should take off. He told her just to slip out of her blouse and skirt. Then he turned back to the counter, and started reading through some papers there. She sat there for a few seconds and when he didn't turn around again, she got down off the table and went into the dressing room.A couple of minutes later she came out wearing one of those open-in-the-back gowns. When he heard her come out, he stopped reading, turned around and told her to sit on the end of the examining table again. Her back was to both of us for a moment as she walked to the table, and I think he was watching when the open-backed gown let her cute pantied-bottom show for a second or two before she turned around and got back up on the table.He walked over to her, stood beside her and put his stethoscope on her back. After moving it around for a while, he undid the tie that held the gown together and spread it open so her back was more exposed. He tapped and moved the stethoscope, tapped and moved again, all over her back. He asked her to breath in deep and let it out slowly. In other words, he did all the things a doctor normally does.Then he said he needed to listen to her chest and heart. Without missing a beat, he took hold of the gown and slipped it forward over her shoulders, sliding it down until the whole top of her gown was resting in her lap. If Dianne had known this might happened, she might have worn a different bra. The one she had on was full enough, but quite sheer. As she sat there I could see the outline of her pink nipples showing through the bra, and I was sure he could see even more detail. His head wasn't more than a foot away from her breasts as he moved the stethoscope from place to place.At first he kept it on her upper chest, pressing in on the swell of her breasts above the bra. But each time he moved the stethoscope, he went lower until he reached the top of the bra. He held it there for a moment, shook his head, and told her he needed her to slip the left shoulder strap down for a moment. She did it for him, and he moved the stethoscope toward the center of her chest and down, holding it a moment and listening, then moving it down another half inch or so and listening again.It didn't take long for the pressure of his hand and the stethoscope to cause her left bra cup to gap open. I couldn't see from my angle, but it was pretty obvious she was exposed, and that all he had to do was glance down to see the whole top of her breast, naked all the way to her nipple. He listened there for a while, bent over to within inches of her chest, and then straightened up, asking her to slip the other shoulder strap down. When she did it, he bent over and began moving the stethoscope around.When he pressed it in against her right breast, the bra nearly fell off completely. It would have if Dianne hadn't crossed her arms under her breasts to hold it up, but holding it that way didn't do much good. By now both cups of the bra had gapped forward, and the upper part of her breasts was completely exposed. The bra had fallen so far, even I could see both of her exposed nipples. I think it must have been a little cold in the room, because the dusky pink around her nipples was crinkled a little and the points of her nipples stuck out more than usual.I didn't know what to think or say or do watching this, but I can tell you I was beginning to get hard. I kept thinking about how sweet those dark pink knobs would be to lick and tease with my fingers, and I wondered if he was thinking the same thing. He listened a while longer, and finally straightened up, saying he was finished. He told her she could pull the straps back up and he walked back to the counter. While she was adjusting her bra and pulling the gown back up to cover herself he looked through a few more of the papers.The next thing he asked her told me for sure he was either a legit doctor, or a fairly clever and very horny guy willing to see just how much he could get away with. He turned around from the counter with a sheet of paper in his hand and, after looking at it for a moment, he asked if she did regular self breast exams. She told him she did, and he asked her how long it had been since she'd done one. I don't think she knew for sure, but she said three months. He frowned at her, and told her that wasn't often enough.He walked toward her with some of the frown still on his face, and told her she'd have to lower the gown again, only this time he said she'd have to slip out of her bra also. I think he made her feel a little guilty with that frown, because she didn't argue a bit. She just said that maybe it would be good to have a doctor check her out, in case she'd been missing something. The next thing I knew, she reached around behind her, unclasped the bra and pulled it off. So there I was, looking at my wife sitting on that table with both of her beautiful breasts completely exposed to this guy.He looked at her for a moment, and then stepped close, placing his hands under each breast. I can't describe the feelings I had watching him press and squeeze her breasts, first from the bottom and then from each side. She looked sexy as hell, especially when he squeezed from both sides pushing her breasts up and forward, making her delicious nipples point straight up at him.I thought that might be all he'd try, but I was wrong. After he finished pressing from the sides, he put one hand just under her right breast, lifting it up, and three fingers from the other hand right on her nipple. He pressed down with the fingers, squeezing the nipple, pushing it back and forth. Then he pushed in on it with a circular movement, letting it slide a little under his fingers. As he moved his fingers away to do the other breast, he trailed his middle finger so it stroked the tip of the nipple. Then he did the same thing with her left breast, right down to that last lingering stroke across the tip. I couldn't tell for sure from where I was, but I think her neck was flushing red with embarrassment. She had her eyes closed, probably trying very hard to ignore everything that was going on, but I could tell she was relieved it was over.He stepped back then and told her she could pull the gown back up. She opened her eyes and pulled it back over her shoulders. Now that she was covered again, I could see her relax. She asked if he'd found anything, and he said she was fine. He said he hadn't found anything, and that he'd been as thorough as he could. Yeh, I guess, I said to myself.He went back to the counter again, looked at a few more papers and told her they were just about finished with the exam. She said something about being glad because it was taking more time than she planned. He looked a little surprised and told her she could come back if she wanted to finish later, but it would be best to go ahead and get it done now. She told him she didn't mean she had to leave right away or anything, and that she didn't want to come back a second time. He said fine, and in the same breath told her to slip out of her panties and lie back on the table.I think it caught her by surprise, but she'd just finished telling him to go ahead and complete the exam, so after a moment she sort of half rose up on the table and started pulling her panties down. I couldn't see much because of the gown, but knowing that she was going to be totally naked soon didn't help the agitation in my groin.I watched completely fascinated as she tugged first on one side of the panties and then the other to get them down over her hips. From there it was a quick matter to slip them down her legs and off. She laid them down behind her where her bra was, and he offered to hang them both up with the rest of her clothes. When she didn't say anything, he took them both and hung them in the dressing room.When he came back she was still sitting up. He told her again to lie back and relax. I don't know if she relaxed, but she did lie down. He pulled out a small linen sheet from under the table, and told her he needed to palpate her tummy. He reach down, took the hem of the gown, and pulled it up all the way up to her breasts while covering her from the waist down with the small sheet.He stood there looking at her for a moment, and then told her he should probably check the glands under her arms. He asked her if she was ticklish there, and she told him she was a little. He said he'd try to be careful, and lifted the right side of her gown. Of course, her right breast was exposed again while he lifted her arm and pressed his hand along the muscles. She only flinched a little, but it was enough to make her breast jiggle. He didn't pull the gown back down, and when he did her left side, both breasts were exposed, with the nipples still firm and standing out. She flinched even more as he stroked under that arm, and her luscious breasts bobbled around enough to make me swallow hard. When he was finished, he told her everything seemed fine there too. Her breasts were still exposed, but I don't think she even noticed. She had her eyes closed , and the gown was bunched up in a way that would have blocked her view even if she did look.He told her to relax, and took hold of each of her ankles, moving them apart until her feet were at the outer edges of the table. He began pressing his fingers in various places on her stomach, working his way lower and lower. Every now and then he'd ask if she felt any discomfort when he pressed, and she'd say no, and he press somewhere else. Soon his hands were pressing just above the sheet, and as he went lower, he pushed it down inch by inch. The top of her pubic hair began to show, and then the whole upper part of her pubic mound.By now he must have seen that she was going to keep her eyes closed no matter what. He knew he didn't have to be careful about where he looked, and his head turned back and forth while he pressed on her, taking in the whole view from her breasts down. Like I said before, maybe this was all legit, but then maybe he was really just a guy testing her little by little, trying to find out how far he could go without her objecting.I could have told him he had a clear field. I know Dianne. Once she decided to go ahead with the exam, she wouldn't let herself think anything else but that everything he did was normal and necessary. For that matter, she was probably trying to think about anything she could except the exam.Anyhow, her not saying anything when he uncovered the top of her vagina probably gave him all the encouragement he needed. He continued to press all around the upper part of her pubic mound with one hand, letting the other rest lightly on the sheet between her thighs. Little by little the pressure from that hand caused the sheet to slip further down her legs until her whole sweet vagina came into view.I doubt if she could even tell the sheet was moving, with his other hand pressing on her lower tummy, but I wasn't thinking about that. I was too busy trying to sort out how I felt, watching another man expose Dianne's vagina, with his hands only inches away from it. I knew he could see every detail, from the dark pink outer lips to the way her hair curled around the little knob that covered her clit. And her legs were open enough so he could see all the way down to the back where the cheeks of her bottom began.He finally stopped pressing, told her there were just a couple more things he needed to check, and pulled the linen sheet off of her. Now she was naked from her feet to her breasts. She looked fantastic laying there, and I'm sure he agreed. He certainly took his time walking to the end of the table, and his eyes never left her. He bent down and I heard a clank as he pulled a pair of stirrups into place. I got even harder knowing what was coming next.He told her to move down on the table until her legs were hanging off the end. She did it, with her breasts jiggling enticingly the whole way. Then he told her to relax while he put her feet in the stirrups. He took her left foot, pushed back so her leg would bend at the knee, and put it into the stirrup. The way the table was aimed I had a perfect view, and so did he. Of course the view go even better when he put her right foot in the other stirrup. She still had her knees sort of together, but she couldn't do much to hide her sweet furry mound.He stood back a moment, looking at her, and then went over to the counter. He came back with latex gloves and some lubricant. He put the gloves on, and told her he was going to do a simple pelvic. With that, he put his hands on her knees and pushed them open. And there was Dianne, spread completely open for him, her vaginal lips showing through her soft pubic hair. I got so hard I could hardly stand it. And when he touched her, my heart started pounding like I'd run a race or something.He put his hands on either side of her vagina, and slowly spread her dark pink lips apart. He ran his fingers up and down, opening her slightly, and then put some lubricant on the fingers of his right hand. Using the fingers on his left hand to open her vaginal lips up, he put his right index finger up inside her and moved it around, exploring her. After a bit he brought his finger out, bent over so his head wasn't more than a foot away from her open vagina, and put two fingers in. He moved both fingers around, literally finger fucking her, and I could see the sweet moisture spread to her outer lips as his fingers probed and turned inside her.Lying back the way she was, I know she couldn't see him as he moved his head even closer to her, but I could. He kept leaning in between her legs until his face couldn't have been more than an inch or two away from her vagina as he spread his fingers, moving from side to side, opening her moist lips wider and wider. Maybe it only lasted a minute or two, but it felt like a long time before he leaned back and told her he was finished, and that everything seemed fine. He lifted her feet out of the stirrups, letting them dangle over the end of the table. He pulled her gown back down and asked her to sit up. When she did, he told her she could step down from the table.I think she thought she was finished. I know she probably hoped she was finished, but he said he had one more check to make. I could tell she guessed what was coming, because she kind of closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them she was looking down at the floor and not at him. He told her to face the table, step back a bit from it and lean down with her head and chest on the table. I could see her hesitate, and then I heard him tell her to relax, and that it wouldn't take long.She bent over part of the way, until the open-backed gown began to slide open. That stopped her for a moment, but then she went ahead and finished it, leaning forward onto the table, exposing her bottom completely. And as if that wasn't enough, he told her to put her feet shoulder width apart. She moved her feet a little, but I think she must have been embarrassed to open up as much as he wanted. He let her stand there for a moment and then told her again to please relax and move her feet wider. She finally did it, with her feet winding up even farther apart than shoulder width.Talk about fantastic views! Her bottom cheeks opened up, and the whole length of her vagina was spread out in front of him. He sat down on his stool, and used both hands to cup each of her cheeks. Then, with his head only inches away, he spread her open. He held her like that for a while, and then shifted his hands so that one was holding her cheeks apart while he put a finger in her tight little hole with the other. She kind of gasped, and I think that stopped him from going in very deep. He moved his finger around in a kind of circle, but in and out too. Of course, with all that pressure, her vaginal lips opened up and I could tell even from where I was that he was looking up inside her open vagina while he probed her anus with his fingers.Finally, he said he was finished. He stood up, pulled the gloves off and told her everything was fine as far as he could tell. He told her she could get dressed, and turned away to walk over to the counter again. When she came out, he made some small talk about hoping she got the job, and they each said goodbye. By the time she came back into the waiting room, I was back in the first chair I'd sat in, hoping to hell my hard-on had calmed down enough so she wouldn't notice. I guess she didn't, because she didn't say anything about it, or the exam either. When I asked how it went, she just said it was okay, and I let it drop at that.By the way, she never did get that job, so I never had a chance to go back and ask around a little to see if he was really who he said he was. Which means I guess I'll never know for sure, but I think you can guess what I'd bet on.END
myson.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/myson.txt	This is a story about a middle aged lady, Sara who accidentally is caught in the act of masturbating by her young son, Tim. Sara had me write this story for her. After she tries to explain things to him about her masturbating, she gets the real thing, her son and a lots more! **I am a divorced 38 year old woman who has an only son named Tim, who is 14 years old. I have always had a strong sex drive and loved any type of sex. I also love to lay in bed and read most any kind of erotic stories. The internet has become my masturbation addiction. I love to print off stories and take them to bed with me as I play with myself. I have a smooth shaven pussy and am very clean. Nothing feels better to me than to masturbate to the tune of a good story.I usually know exactly where Tim is and if he is asleep when I start doing it. This night I thought he was asleep and I had forgotten to lock my bedroom door as I started to play with my toys. I have a big vibrator and several dildos that I love to use. My favorite thing is to watch myself in the mirrors as I play with my smooth pussy. It turns me on to see my hot little cunt taking one of my toys as I play.That night I was reading a story about a lady fucking her grown son as I played with myself. I had the vibrator on low and as I rubbed it across my enlarged clit, not thinking about anything except the feeling in my groin as I masturbated. It was starting to feel good as I approached my nightly climax when I looked up to see my son, Tim standing there watching me! He had his cock in his hand as he watched!He was jacking off to me as I masturbated. "What are you doing in my room?" I asked, "You should have knocked first."I tried to cover myself quickly as he just stood there with his dick in his hand. I was right in the throws of cumming as I tried to hide my pussy from him. My climax was making me tremble as I glanced at his big cock. Damn! He was hung like a horse! He had a huge cock on him and it was sticking straight out as his hands now tried to hide it from me."Come over here." I said, "Sit beside me and let's talk."As he came over to my bed, I still could see the big bulge in his underwear. He had a massive dick and it showed! He sat down beside me on the bed as I began to try to explain to him about me masturbating."It is something that should be done in private," I said, "There is nothing wrong with playing with yourself. It is natural to do it, even for me.""I know you like to do it," he said, "I have seen you doing it before.""You have? Did you like to watch me as I did it?" I asked, "Does it turn you on to see me playing with myself?""Yes, I have seen you doing it several times and it does turn me on. I love to see you doing it. You have such a pretty thing." He said."Thing? You mean my little pussy?" I asked as I watched him start to squirm."Yes, your pretty pussy." He answered, "It is so pretty.""Would you like to see me doing it up close?" I asked, me still hot from my masturbating as I asked, "Would you like to see your Mom playing with herself?""Oh, Yes! I would love to see you doing it." He replied, "Can I watch you?" I never answered as I lay back, throwing the cover from my naked body as I looked into his eyes, knowing he wanted me set me on fire! I spread my thighs and opened my puffy lips as I took my fingers and began to rub my clit in small circles as he watched. I also saw his cock as it sprang back to its huge size in his shorts."You can play with your dick too, if you want." I told him, "I would like to see you jacking off too."He took that big dick out of his shorts and started to stroke it for me as the sight of his huge fuck stick just made my pussy cream! I watched as his hand stroked it up and down, as he watched my fingers tantalizing my cunt. I felt his hand as he reached for my inner thighs, as I spread wider for his probing hand as the other one stroked that cock."Bring it to me. I want to kiss it for you." I told him, "Do you mind if I kiss and suck on it?"Without a word, he slid his cock up to my hand as I took it and felt the heat from his massive cock. It was so big and hot! I eased my hand from my wet pussy as I took his cock and slowly licked the entire length of that beautiful cock. I took the head and licked the pre-cum from the tip as he took my tits into his hands. His cock was so big I could only barely get the head into my mouth as I sucked on it. I felt him as he lowered his head to my big tits, sucking on them as I lapped at his monster cock. I had to have it! I needed it inside me right now!"Come up here to me with me. I want you to put that thing in me. I want to feel that dick of yours inside me." I said as I pulled away from his cock and lay backwards onto the bed.He did as I asked and climbed between my out stretched thighs. I felt his cock as it rubbed against my thighs, me wanting it in me as I reached for it. I took that huge cock and guided it to my wet pussy lips, rubbing the thick head over my slit as I worked it along the wet lips of my hungry pussy. I wanted it inside me! I felt the thick head as I put it to my entrance, it spreading my well lubricated cunt as he pushed it towards me. The huge head sank past my puffy lips as I felt it prying me apart. I pushed my smooth pussy up to it as it sank in, going so deep with one long stroke. It was so deep in me as I felt it filling my hot cunt, the big head touching places never touched before.He started to ease it in and out of me, making me gasp as the huge fuck stick went so deep with each thrust he made. He had my tight pussy full of cock and I was loving it!"Oh, Yes! Its so good! You are so big! I love what it does to me." I said as I fucked him back, my hot pussy full of that massive boy cock.There I was, laying in my bed, being fucked by my own son as I took his cock, all of it! He was so big! His cock had spread my tight pussy wide and I felt every inch of that cock as it slid further. He filled every inch of me, his hot dick fucking my sloppy pussy. I was on fire as I felt my climax start to swell deep within my body as I felt his cock start to throb inside me. I knew he was ready to cum and so was I!!"Fuck me! Pound that cock to me! Shoot your cum to your mother's pussy! I want it!" I scream as I started to cum, "Fill me with that hot cum. Fuck me! Fuck me with that big dick!"I could feel the heat from his cum as it started to erupt deep within me, my own pussy contracting and milking his cock as I too began to cum. I wanted all his cock! I needed to feel him shooting that hot cum to me as I slammed my pussy back to meet his every thrust. He was pounding my pussy with that big monster as I came, over and over from the feeling of his big dick buried so deep in me as he shot his load of cum. He had filled me with his hot cum and it was running out of me as I continued to fuck that young stud.As we both came, I felt his cum as it ran down my thighs, its sticky fluids coating me as it dripped from my leaking pussy. He had shot such a big load to me. I felt every drop as it spewed into me, the shear heat of his cum flooding me."Damn! You are such a stud!" I told him, "Maybe we can do this more often. I loved this! I want you to do me a lots more."After he shot that load of his hot boy cum to me, we started to talk about sex. He was a little experienced and knew what should be done to please a woman. It would be up to me to see he was taught how to fulfill a lady's wants. I asked him if he had done it with other girls. He told me that he had been fucking girls since he was about 10 years old. He and his friends had several they fucked on a regular basis. Then he told me something that tuned me on once again."I have a friend who says he would love to fuck you too. We have talked about you a lots. I have been to his house and both he and I have fucked his mom, a lots!." He said. "Do you think I could invite him over some time soon?""We will see. Just who is it that you are talking about?" I asked as I took his spent cock into my hands."Larry, my best friend. We have fucked his mom before, both of us at the same time." Tim said, "She likes it in her ass too.""Sounds like you have been a bad boy. I guess I will have to punish you now." I said as I slapped at his ass. "Would you like him to fuck me?""I would love for both of us to fuck you. Would you let us do it at the same time? Would you let us both fuck you?" he asked as I started to stroke his cock once more."It has been a while since I have had a dick up my ass, but I might be willing to try it." I replied, "I have never had two men at once. This would be a first for me."That was last week and since then Larry did come over to spend the night with Tim. I met them as they came in the door and hugged them as I winked at Tim, knowing what was in the future for me that night. Tim and I had planned the whole thing. They were to "catch" me playing with myself that night and we would go from there.We went to bed early that night, Tim and Larry going to his room as I went to my big bed to prepare myself for some hot young cock. I took everything and had it laid out for us. The KY jelly, my big vibrator, and even the small towels were ready for our use as I stripped down and put my short nightie on without my panties. I even placed my chest of drawers mirrors in a position as to be able to see the bed as we played.I could hear them playing music as I waited, my hairless pussy starting to grow wet in anticipation of what was coming. I dropped my hand to my slick twat as I could not stand waiting any longer.I began to rub my exposed clit as it stuck out from beneath its hood, my fingers dancing over it so lightly as I gently rubbed it between my fingers. I was so hot and wanted to be fucked so bad!It wasn't long before I started to work my fingers faster as I heard the music stop. I knew it wouldn't be long now as I turn ed the lights out. I spread my thighs and took my trusty vibrator into my hand as my fingers toyed with my clit. I could hear them as they approached my bedroom door as I acted like I didn't hear a thing.I was laying there playing with my pussy as they came in, trying to sneak in so I would not hear them. I was almost cumming from just knowing they were watching me as I stroked my clit."Mom! What are you doing?" asked Tim, trying not to let Larry know we had planned this before hand.I acted surprised and ashamed as I slowly continued to rub my wet pussy. I took one hand and motioned them to me, as I said to them, "I was just playing a little. Do you want to join me?"Both young boys were at my bedside very quick as I turned my spread open thighs for them to see my wetness. I still was working my fingers and vibrator over my clit as they watched. I saw there cocks as both started to bulge beneath their pants."Take off those pants and get up here with me." I told them, "I want you two boys to help me."Tim was the first to drop his pants to the floor and lunged onto my bed where I lay, my son wanting some of my hot pussy as I saw that huge cock growing even larger. Larry shed his pants and climbed up beside us, his cock out of my view as I reached to uncover it."Let me see that dick." I told him, "I want to see you play with your cock if you are going to watch me play with my pussy."I took his hand away as his young cock was exposed to me, his cock sticking straight out as he started to stroke it for me. He was not as big as Tim's cock but it was long, about 9 inches. I was amazed that these two young boys had such big dicks. I put my hand over his as he played with it, telling Tim to let me kiss his as I bent my head forward to taste my young son's cock once again.I was laying there with Tim's cock in my mouth as I stroked Larry's cock for him as both boys started to play with my big tits and wet pussy. My cunt was on fire! I needed one of those young cocks in me! I pulled away from Tim's cock as I felt Larry's cock swelling so big."Tim, get behind me," I said as I rolled onto my hands and knees, "I need your dick in me. I want to feel you inside."As I got on my knees, he eased up behind me and spread my thighs as I reached for Larry's big cock. I felt Tim as he slid into me, his huge dick spreading my love passage so wide as it went in. The big head was plowing deeper into my pussy as I felt every inch of it as it sank into me.I took Larry's cock and began to suck on it, the head had pre-cum all over it as I licked it off while taking his balls into my hands. I felt that hot, young flesh as I sucked it into my hot mouth. It tasted so good and I was loving the feeling of his cock as I sucked on it hungrily. I glanced towards the mirrors I had set up and could see them both as they slid their cocks to me. It was so hot! Me taking two young cocks and watching them as they slid in and out of me. I felt those big dicks and worked on each as I enjoyed their hot meat inside me. My pussy was being fucked by my son and I was sucking on his best friend's cock as I felt them pounding them to me.I started to cum as Tim's big cock struck bottom, making me cum as the thick head touched my womb. I was greedily sucking on Larry's dick as I came, taking more of him as it slid down my throat a little, making me gag. Tim was pound his huge cock to me as I fucked back to take it all. I wanted every inch of that young cock as I bucked my hips back to him. I felt his cock as it started to swell, knowing he was ready to cum as so was Larry. I could feel his cock in my mouth as it too, started to swell.They were pumping their hard young cocks to me as I worked on each one as we fucked each other. I felt their cocks as they each started to throb inside me, one in my mouth and one in my hot little pussy! They were cumming! I sucked so hard as Larry started to empty his hot cum for me, filling my mouth as he shot his big load. Tim was flooding my wet pussy with his hot cum as I felt the heat from his sperm spreading inside my cunt. I too, started to cum as I bucked my body against their cocks. Wave after wave hit me as I came, taking their hot cum into me as we fucked. What a feeling to have two big cocks filling me full of young, hot cum at the same time!"Oh, Yes! Fuck me!" I screamed around the cock in my mouth. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" We all slowed to a stop after they had filled me with their hot cum, it leaking from my pussy and dripping down my chin. I was covered in their young love juices as I felt their cocks as they withdrew from me. It left an empty feeling in my wet pussy as Tim withdrew that big cock of his from my dripping cunt.I reached out and took each young cock into my hands as I laid on my back once again. Their hot young dicks were limb as I worked my fingers around their shafts. I could feel their hardness as they both started to stir again."I think it is time for Larry to give me some of his dick," I said, "I hope he is as good at fucking as you Tim."Once more I raised back onto my hands and knees as I told Larry to get behind me. I felt his cock as it touched my ass cheeks and took Tim's hardening cock and licked the huge head."I want Larry to fuck my ass." I told him as I felt Tim taking my head between his hands. "I want to feel that cock in my tight ass so be easy with me. I am not use to having one back there."I felt Larry as his cock penetrated my tight hole, Tim's cock sliding into my mouth as I glanced towards the mirror. I could see his dick as it slipped into my ass, as I took Tim's hot young cock into my hungry mouth.ENDI hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. If so, email me at: [email protected] and I will answer you. I would love to hear about your experiences also. Just to let you know, some of this is true, but I will let you wonder which part. Be sure and watch for the second part as Tim and Larry make her their bitch.---------------------------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 35
biology4.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/biology4.txt	I listened most intently hearing about the way my father loves to make love to Mom. Judging by the way Mom talks about, his cock, his technique, and his being attentive to Mom at those passionate times, I knew I had to find a way to enjoy the same cock that caused me.Apparently, not only is Dad big around and comfortable length, from the way Mom mentioned his very extremely high volume of cum when he cums is nearly unbelievable. Being the way I am, I guess I had to find out for myself... Now, that is to become my ultimate goal.Since Mom and I were too sore, and satisfied, from Duke and Bullet, I didn't have any cravings for any sex. Judging by the way Mom walked, she had all she could handle herself.We walked inside the house to find ourselves alone. Mom said she was happy that Dad wasn't home at this point in time, and the both of us needed to clean up. Mom pulled her douche syringe from the bathroom cabinet and filled it with water. While she was doing this, she had me strip down so she could clean me out.I sat on the toilet with my legs spread allowing Mom to have the necessary room to locate my pussy opening and insert the syringe. Once she did this, she gently squeezed the bulb at the bottom of the syringe allowing me to feel the refreshing water wash me out, and to more or less put everything back into their proper size. When she emptied the first bulb of water, she removed the syringe from my pussy only to reach down and insert a finger inside me as deep as she could reach. Thinking she felt some doggy sperm still inside me, she repeated the process to give me the second bulb of water. She felt up inside me again, and this time she was happy there was no more doggy sperm she could feel.I was about to remove myself from the toilet when Mom told me to sit still. She opened "her" drawer containing the sanitary napkins and tampons. She removed a tampon and opened it up. Never paying attention to them before now, I had no idea what it was, what it was for, only just an idea of where it was going to go due to its size and shape. I was not disappointed, watching mom make sure a string was the way she wanted it, hanging down from inside the smaller tube.Reaching down towards my crotch, she spread my very swollen pussy lips with her fingers of her left hand, and searching for my pussy with the tip of the tampon applicator. Quickly finding my girly opening, she inserted the tampon until she felt my pussy lips with her fingers, and then squeezed the inner tube into the outer tube. Withdrawing both tubes, she pulled on the string hanging out of my pussy. Now, you want to talk about a weird feeling. Almost the same as Bullet first trying to remove his knot. "What is that for?" I asked."It is called a tampon, something a girl will use every month when she gets her monthlies I told you about. Instead of absorbing blood, it is in there now to absorb the water and any cum that could still be inside you, even though I think I got it all out," Mom answered in great detail, as if she were a teacher herself at one time or other.She told me she was finished with me and she wanted to use the toilet herself. She washed herself out completely, but, I did bury a finger in her pussy to see if any doggy cum remained. She washed herself out once more to be sure it was all out, and this time, she instructed me how to insert the tampon. I found it to be a yucky experience, and also exciting, in its own way, realizing there will be a time I will be doing this to myself when I do start the monthlies she informed me about.We then took our showers and were just finishing getting dressed when Dad walked inside the house. One look at us, and I think he "knew" something was up with us, for never this time of day do we take showers, and our hair was still wet. He did ask, eventually, why the showers, so Mom told him because of our physical exertions today, hoping it would satisfy his question. I had to giggle within myself. Mom didn't really lie, but, she really didn't tell the truth, either. It was very true we both exerted a lot of physical exercise today, but, not the way she made it sound to Dad.I didn't have any doggy sex for a couple of days in order to get healed up from the time with Mom. Mom asked me earlier this morning if I were going to go to Mrs. Jansen's house, and I told her I wasn't, not at this time anyway. She asked why was that, and I simply told her, "I am somewhat saving myself for Dad's cock. I really would like to see if I can take him, and then feel him put that huge load inside my tiny pussy, if not for any other reason, to see if I can take it."Mom laughed upon hearing this. She informed me when she first seen Dad's cock fully erect, she was nearly frightened of it. She was afraid he would rip her insides apart, and she then learned Dad was a very good lover and made sure she was ready before putting in his cock. Mom informed me she felt very stretched, but, no pain or discomfort, and surprised at the same time how good it felt for the first time she felt it enter her slick pussy. Looking at me, though, she said, "I just don't know how it could work for you, though, considering how small you are now compared to how big I was then."I felt as if Mom was hinting she wasn't going to consider me trying taking Dad's cock within me, so I mentioned, "But, Mom, I took Duke's cock, and his knot. Is Dad's cock any bigger around than Duke's knot?""Certainly not. Considering Duke's knot, I can't say when I can get it set up, but, as soon as I can, I will try to get your Dad to give you your wish. Is that alright with you?" she asked, causing me to have a smile completely across my happy face. I reached over to her real quick, giving her a heartfelt hug, saying, "Yes, and Mom... Thank you."That night after dinner, I went to Sherry's house. I wore my mini skirt that I liked so much, often finding myself wearing it since it was so comfortable. Sitting on her bed spread legged as I always did, talking girl talk with her, I noticed how Sherry kept looking between my legs. "Why the string?" she asked.Forgetting about it, I told her about Mom and I at Mrs. Jansen's house, and all, and cleaning up afterwards making Mom put in a tampon to be sure no water or doggy cum dripped out of me at a bad time. She said she wishes she could feel a tampon inside her sometime, and when I told her we both have a long time wearing them when we have to, there was no sense to rush it now. She accepted my answer and didn't push for anything more about the tampon, which in its own way, I was glad.Shortly before I went home, Sherry did remark about the size of my pussy lips. "They are nearly the same size as before you get carried away with Duke and Bullet. Considering how much you went through with them, I am surprised how small your pussy lips are.""What about yours?" I asked. "Are they big yet?""Yeah, I believe so," Sherry answered, pulling her nightshirt up she was wearing, dropping the front of her panty down giving me a look. "Yeah, they are swollen, but, actually not much more than what I would imagine them to have been by now."I finally told Sherry my conversation I had with Mom regarding Dad's fat cock. When I was telling her, she was really excited for me, maybe hoping she could try it herself with either my dad, or possibly her own father. I wouldn't believe her father would consider such a thing since he is so straight-laced and all.Finally the time came for me to get home. Once inside the house, I noticed how quiet it was. I didn't think anything about it, so I walked into the backyard expecting them to be outside since it was so nice outside tonight. They were not there, but, I could hear them talking. I walked over to their bedroom window, and I couldn't believe what I heard. Mom was asking Dad if he ever had any thoughts or visions of fucking me. He said, "I think at one time or other, every father has the thoughts of curiosity go through his mind about what his daughter would be like in bed." Then after a bit of a pause, he asked Mom why she would ask that."Because earlier today, we were talking, you know as girls will do, and we were talking some basic sex things, since Suzy is of that age and wanting to learn about the facts of life other than the monthlies we go through. Now, let me tell you, that girl has some very interesting questions, some of which I would have never thought to ask at her young age," Mom suggestively answered.When asked what type of questions, I was standing at the corner of the window looking into their bedroom. They were sitting on the bed with their feet facing my direction. "Well, let's just say Suzy was quite curious about your penis, wondering how big it was, things like that, and how you compared to the average man, if you fit into their category, or if you were bigger or smaller, than the average man.""Wow, that is a rather detailed question. What did you tell her?" and by the tone of his voice, not only I could detect he was getting excited talking about me and his penis, but, Mom sensed it as well."I told her that is something I don't feel comfortable talking about, and maybe sometime in the future, when you "accidentally" expose yourself, of course, at a most opportune time, she could end up with a good look at it," Mom hinted a potential scenario giving me a chance to see it, and in hopes things could go from there as well."We know you like to watch TV on Sundays, the car races. Maybe we could leave the house and come back early, finding you jacking off, or wearing your bathrobe like you wear from time to time and have it accidentally fall open. Let me know how you would like to have the "accident" set up, and I'll be sure to assist you in any way," Mom offered, making me so happy to have Mom trying so hard to get this set up for me. "Sunday is only a couple of days away."Dad reached over to turn off the light on the bed stand. Judging from the way Mom said Not tonight, please, I guess Dad was excited to want to screw Mom then and there. I heard them kiss before I left the window.What seemed to be an eternity later, Sunday finally arrived. The morning went by as nothing out of the ordinary was happening, or expected. I did notice how Dad was watching me more, not much more, than what he normally watches me, as I moved about inside the house. I was excited, but, very careful to not let on I "knew" something he didn't.We had a slightly early lunch. Once lunch was finished, Mom said, "Suzy and I are going to go shopping for a while. It is so nice outside, and I know you would like to watch the race, so why don't we go shopping giving you time to watch the race?" Dad was somewhat excited by the tone of his voice, saying alright, and off Mom and I went.We didn't go shopping, but, we did go to the park and find a bench in the shade where we could watch the kids play and the adults walking by. Nothing said by any of the adults, other than a silent hello by nodding their heads at us with a smile on their face. When we were certain nobody was close enough to hear us, Mom went on to tell me that today I should get my wish from Dad. I told her I listened to them through the open bedroom window. "Good, I was hoping you would be able to hear us talk. I left the window open just for that reason.Giving ample time, Mom suggested we go back to the house. I nearly ran back to the car, wanting to get home as fast as I could. I couldn't wait to get home and see Dad's cock, and maybe more.By this time, my pussy hole and lips were completely back to normal, no swelling at all. Mom parked the car and we walked inside the house seeing Dad sitting at the computer in his robe. Hearing us walk inside the house, Dad turned our way with his legs somewhat opened, "forgetting" he was not wearing any underwear. I had my first glimpse of Dad's cock, and it was huge, at least to me being only ten years old.While we talked, I noticed it getting bigger and fatter, started to raise up some. I noticed him looking at me as I looked under his robe. Sensing one of us should say something to get the subject out in the open, I asked, "Dad, what is that under the robe? I never seen one of those before."Looking at Mom, Dad said, "Suzy, that is a penis." I asked what it was for, causing him to reply, "Well, one thing I do with it is to pee." Pausing for a great length of time, I asked for another thing he does with it. He said, "I used it, with your Mom's help, of course, to create you.""How would that create me," I asked, knowing his answer was going to be good for me to hear."Well, Suzy, you know men and women are different in certain areas of the body, right?""I guess. I see your penis, yes, but, not very good. Your robe is blocking a lot of my view of it."Thinking about my answer, Dad looked at Mom as if he were seeking her approval. Mom said, "Suzy, do you really want to see his penis?" When I said I did, "Well, maybe you should better show her. I would rather she see yours than some boy's we know nothing about and take risky chances for her desires to learn."Dad untied the belt around his robe, looking at me, before he slowly removed the two halves of the front of his robe, giving me a very clear detailed look at his obviously hard cock. "WOW!! How does that have anything to do with creating me?" I asked."Hon, I don't know how far I should take this line of questions. What you think?" he asked."If she wants to learn, I guess we should answer her questions. If she doesn't learn from us, she is going to learn from other people, and at what cost to her?" Mom carefully answered."As I said before, there are some differences between our bodies in certain areas. You know down in the lower part of the front of your body, you have a slit, the same slit you pee from, right?"I answered I knew what he was talking about, he then went on to explain, "Towards the bottom of the slit, there is a hole. That hole is where babies are made. Your mom has the same hole as you have, and I put this," holding it in his hand now, as if putting it on display for me, "into her hole. I worked it in and out of her hole for a while before I ejaculated inside her, causing my sperm to enter her womb, fertilize her egg, which was the beginning of the creation of my beautiful daughter... You."I thanked him for answering my question, and bless her heart, Mom asked, "Is there any more questions from you, Suzy?" as if she were hinting for me to continue.Thinking for a moment, I asked, "You said you put it inside Mom's slit, her hole?" Dad said he did, which I came back with, "How do you do that?""See how hard it is now?" I said I did, "Once it is hard like this, it can easily penetrate your mother's hole. It has to be hard, or, it will never fit inside.""Neat. I would love to see that, or even better yet, I would love to feel it inside me."Dad was really visibly excited hearing this. "I don't know if it would fit inside you or not, Suzy, you are so small and I am so big." Hearing this conversation, Mom suggested Dad see how small my hole is, and then he could judge by that how it would fit, or not. "Suzy, come up here and sit on my lap."I nearly jumped into his lap, placing my pussy directly onto his hard hot cock. "I am going to do something to you right now, and this is the only way I will know. I hope you can understand," before I gave him my approval to do anything he felt he needed to do.He reached to my crotch, easing his hand under my mini skirt. He was somewhat surprised to learn I was not wearing any panties. He felt around with his hand feeling my pubes before he searched for the secret hidden hole within the confines of my pussy slit. Finding my hole, he eased his finger inside me a very short distance. "I think you are much too small for me, Suzy. I am afraid I am going to hurt you by putting it inside you."I appreciated Dad's concern, and yet at the same time, I really wanted him to put his cock inside me. By not trying to insert his cock into my preteen pussy, I nearly felt rejected. I told him reluctantly, "I would really like to try it, Dad. Not only so I can learn, but, because I really want to show you how much I truly do love you. You would be my first man," I said, almost in a pleading tone of voice.Mom detected this, and said for me to remain still. She quickly came back with a tube of lube and a small dildo. She greased up the tip of the dildo, handing it to me. "Show your father how you can stretch, Suzy." I taken the offered dildo and stood up on my knees a tiny bit, inserting the tip of the dildo inside my pussy. Pushing somewhat firmly, I managed to get half of it inside me when Dad said he would try, but, not at the present time.I was glad to hear that, so I climbed off his lap, trying to think of ways to spark his interest in fucking me with his huge cock.Then the though hit me. I went inside my room, called Mrs. Jansen. I told her what I would like to do. She said she understood, and would bring both dogs over as soon as she can, maybe twenty minutes or so.Mom entered my room at this time to tell me she tried. I told her not to worry, Mrs. Jansen will be here in about twenty minutes or so with BOTH the dogs. "Both dogs?" Mom asked. "Yes, one for you, and one for me, while Dad "catches" us. Then he will see how big the cocks are I have already taken inside me, and then he would have no reason to fuck me." Mom laughed a bit hearing this, saying, "What a schemer you are."Thirty minutes later, Mrs. Jansen knocked on the door. Mom answered the knock, inviting her to come inside the house with both dogs on a leash. "I was wondering if I could get you to watch the "boys" for the rest of the day? I really have some things to do, and I am afraid to leave them at home without anybody there to watch over them." Mrs. Jansen really put on an award winning act with this, causing me and Mom to stifle a laugh. "Sure, we would be most happy to." Mom took the leashes from her, and handing them to me. "Suzy, why not take them into your room. They should be good there." I did, but not until I thanked Mrs. Jansen with a wink from my left eye so Dad couldn't see he was being set up."Come on, boys," I said leading them into my bedroom, closing the door behind me and the dogs. By now I was desperately wanting to feel a cock inside my hairless preteen pussy, so with wasting no time, I hurried to my knees, playing with Bullets sheathed cock getting it nice and hard. Once he started humping my hand, I raised up the back of my mini skirt to put my bare butt in his face. He licked my pussy a couple of times before he jumped up on my back, grabbing me around my waist with his forelegs, getting a good tight grip on me. He was desperately searching for my wet tight hole with the tip of his red pointed doggy cock. He found it soon enough and humped nearly four inches into me on his first forward lunge. Once again, I felt him step forward driving more of his hot doggy cock deeper inside me before he humped his butt forward to drive his cock all the way into me. I felt his knot slide nearly inside me, just stopped at the entrance to my pussy before he pulled back and started to drive it hard into me again. He started humping me faster and faster, working his doggy cock in and out of my juicing pussy. Most of the time his knot would slip inside me and then out, until finally we were hung up... . Tied! His knot swelled up so fast and big, we were tied nearly instantly. Bullet pumped his semen inside me, which felt really hot this time, compared to before. Fifteen minutes later, his knot started to shrink. Another five minutes later, he removed his knot and doggy cock from my freshly doggy fucked hairless pussy. While Bullet fucked me and tied with me, Duke came by my head as if he didn't want to be left out. I played with his doggy cock, slowly and gently, not wanting him to start humping my hand since I still had Bullet tied to me.As soon as Bullet disengaged his doggy cock from the preteen tight confines of my pussy, Duke started to growl in a menacing way. Bullet growled back in response, and by now their growling was so loud, I thought they were about to have a dog fight inside my bedroom, so I quickly jacked off Duke's doggy cock in hopes of getting him to fuck me good and proper, and tie with me.Duke did start to hump my hand, so I laid on the bed with my upper body keeping my knees to the floor. Duke immediately seized this opportunity to mount me. His cock found my extremely wet pussy opening, driving his doggy cock and knot completely inside my pussy first forward lunge.Just as he did this, Dad quickly opened the door leading into my bedroom, only to see me, from my left side so he could plainly see Duke's huge doggy cock fucking into my ten year old body."What the fuck?" he asked, completely shocked, concerned, and in a firm parental tone of voice."Leave her be, for now," Mom advised. "She will be tied to Duke in a minute and there is nothing we can do until he shrinks inside her. That is only after he cums inside her pussy and fills her to the brim with his doggy sperm," Mom said with a tone of authority in her voice."How do you know so much about this?" he asked.Without saying a word, Mom raised up the back of her skirt, dropping to her hands and knees on the floor beside Bullet. Quickly grabbing his cock sheath, she slid her hand over the area of where his knot would form, she felt the knot begin to build as the length of his cock emerged from the protective sheath.Sensing he was ready to fuck, she said, "Bullet... UP!" which caused Bullet to mount Mom. Instantly Bullet's cock penetrated Mom's pussy. His knot swelled up to its huge size right away causing them to tie while Dad watched. "I see," he said.Duke was fucking me as if he were on a mission to plant puppies inside me. As his cock lengthened due to the state of excitement he was experiencing, so did the girth of his cock, and his knot.His knot rubbed on the back of my clit for the first time causing one major cum after another, one on top of the other.Looking at Dad, he removed his cock from behind his robe strong his cock rather hard and fast. I heard him groan and I looked in time to see a tremendous amount of thick white creamy looking liquid leap out of the tip of his cock. He was cumming as well.Duke finished fucking me working his way to an orgasm. Now he turned away from me standing butt to butt since his knot was so huge inside me. Twenty minutes later, Duke was able to pull his cock out of me, giving Dad a perfectly clear view of how big Duke's cock was, and giving Dad a good idea how big Duke's doggy cock was compared to the size of Dad's cock. Now, Dad had no excuse not to fuck me, his ten year old daughter.Walking up behind me, fisting his cock, which never lost its hardness, he stood directly behind me, only to ask, "Can I, Suzy?" I answered by saying, "Please do, Dad, I want you to. I want you to fuck me good with your huge cock, and then fill my preteen pussy with your daddy cum."You can never imagine how pleased I was when I first felt the head of his cock between my pussy lips, spreading them wide, searching for my private tiny little hole. He quickly found it, and eased forward.His relentlessly increasing pressure caused my hole to expand, allowing the tip of his cock to slowly enter me. Spreading me still, he was able to fit the entire head of his cock in me, and started to work it up inside me deeper and deeper. He started to fuck his way into me, going a tiny bit deeper with each and every fuck stroke. Finally I felt his balls beat up against my crotch. He was inside me all the way. I remember feeling so proud, feeling my own father's live causing balls against my tiny pussy and clit, knowing before much longer my pussy will be home to millions of his tiny microscopic sperm, searching for an egg that won't be there... Yet!As Dad was fucking me in a loving way, not mechanically, but, with emotions, taking his time to be sure I was given every opportunity to cum and to enjoy what he was doing to me, I noticed a slight movement with the bedroom door. Sherry walked inside my bedroom, quickly shedding her clothes.Bullet was still tied to Mom's pussy, but, Duke wasn't tied to anybody. Instantly his cock started to poke out of his sheath as Sherry removed her clothes.Sherry positioned herself on my bed like I did. Duke didn't need to be told, he mounted Sherry quickly finding her preteen pussy, driving his cock to the knot first forward lunge. Within two minutes, Duke's knot was expanding fully inside Sherry's horny pussy, dumping his cum into her pussy and womb as he did with me earlier.Dad was so excited, I think he nearly forgot to make me cum, he hammered at my pussy fucking me with all his might. Now, this brought on some major orgasms for me, which I will never complain. I felt his cock swell up inside me and a massive amount of warm substance being put inside me. He put a massive amount of his cum inside my pussy and womb before it started pushing its way down the length of Dad's very fat cock before leaking out of me and dripping onto the floor.Dad finished fucking me, leaving his cock buried inside me. It was only a couple of minutes later when he started to fuck me again, never losing his hard on. Taking his time, he fucked me good and proper while waiting for Sherry to become disengaged from Duke's knotted cock. When Duke was able to withdraw his knotted cock, Dad slipped behind Sherry only to bury his cock inside Sherry's still horny preteen pussy.Fifteen minutes later, Sherry felt the same cum shooting from his cock and into the deepest recesses of her pussy as I felt myself. His throbbing cock deposited a major amount of white cum inside Sherry's pussy, causing her to cum hard, over and over again. I was so happy for her.While Dad was still cumming inside Sherry, causing her to pass out from the intense orgasm caused by Dad's huge cock and load of cum, Duke, like my dad, didn't get enough fucking. Duke jumped up on me forcing me to lay face down on the bed with my feet still on the floor, only to push his hard and horny doggy cock back inside my still horny pussy, his knot buried on the first forward surge. Duke didn't pull his knot out of me, left it in and let the swelling of his knot to proceed, tying my sloppy cum filled pussy to his recovered doggy cock. Duke filled me with more of his doggy cum in desperate need to mate with me, wanting me to carry his puppies.Once Dad calmed down after fucking Sherry, Dad said he has had enough pussy for right now and needed to take a rest. Us three women realized this and was able to assist him to get comfortable before he slept something like 9 hours before he had awakened long enough to know this was not a dream, this was the real deal, and he wanted to perform again, which he did, several times.The end of the following school year, Mrs. Jansen informed Sherry and I, out of all the kids in class, you two were the most knowledgeable students in her Biology class, and she was proud of us. I wondered why; as I laughed from within myself.I was then thinking of Mom, wishing she had a chance to join us, but, we didn't have to worry about her, as I was about to learn. While Sherry and I were fucked over and over again being totally filled to the brim with cum, both Duke's and Dad's cum, Mom was tied to Bullet. Judging by the amount of doggy cum on the floor, she had to have tied with Bullet more than once. Looking at her greatly swollen pussy lips, she had to be fucked out... Totally satisfied!THE END Thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed it.Sincerely,Cumfreak1952 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 66
advancedbiology.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/advancedbiology.txt	I work as a technician in a health research laboratory. We end up handling some pretty scary stuff. A lot of the work we do has to do with AIDS, and we also have some defense contracts involving research into ways of counteracting biological warfare. All in all, we work with a good many substances no human should come in contact with, or even take a chance on breathing.Substances like that are handled in a special section of the laboratory. No one is allowed in the room when it's in use. Sealed containers are passed in through a sort of miniature air-lock, and once the inner door of the lock is opened, the containers are opened and the contents moved around using special mechanical arms.The mechanical arms are manipulated from a control room. From the control room you can see into the lab through thick, airtight windows. You can't see into the control room from the lab, ordinarily, because the laboratory area is brightly lit while the control room is fairly dim.The whole set-up is amazingly high-tech. The eight mechanical arms can reach anywhere in the lab, and their "hands", each with a "thumb" and two "fingers", have tremendous strength but are also capable of precise movement, even in microscopic dimensions. Normally we manipulate the arms and their hands by putting our own hands into special glove-like fixtures and moving our own fingers the way we want their mechanical counterparts to move. Larger or smaller movements require separate controls, and a whole sequence of movements can be programmed into the computer, which then controls all movements. We can interrupt the computer's control if something unexpected happens, reposition things manually, and tell the computer to pick up right where it left off.There are six videotape cameras in the lab, and they can be directed to cover any part of the room from almost any angle. The special video recorders are in the control room, and when we need to make a presentation to someone outside the lab, signals from those recorders can be fed into a standard VCR and recorded in full color onto regular videotape.All of this equipment is, as I said, normally used to work with deadly viruses and other toxins. But, as I recently discovered, it can be put to other uses as well.The discovery took place late last Saturday night. I'd been working on an experiment using several laboratory rats. It wasn't my job to give them food and water, but the weekend staff sometimes "forgets" to take care of the animals in the contagion room. My rats were already pretty weak, and if they went all weekend without food and water, they'd probably be dead by Monday morning, and I'd have to start the experiment over from the beginning.I'd fretted about the rats all day, and finally, after coming out of a late movie a little before midnight, I decided to go over to the lab and check on them myself. I pulled into the parking lot behind the lab, noticing absently that there was another car parked down at the end of the dark lot. I did a double take when I recognized the car - it was one of those little Mazda two-seater jobs, and it belonged Kristin, a/k/a the "ice queen".Kristin was the newest of the research biologists, having come to work at the lab only two months earlier. She was a real whiz with the computer system that controlled the mechanical arms in the contagion room, but that wasn't the attribute she was best known for. The severe clothes she wore couldn't hide the fact that she was really stacked, and I had to admit that her pale blonde hair and her face weren't bad either. All of us females in the lab, researchers and technicians alike, were jealous of the way the men had drooled over her at first, but from what I'd heard, none of them had been able to get to first base with her. That was why some of them had begun referring to her as the "ice queen".Usually when one of the women's cars stayed in the lot all night one could infer that she was spending the night elsewhere, after a successful date with one of the men who worked in the lab. That seemed unlikely, from what I knew of Kristin's reputation, but I decided that her personal life wasn't any of my business anyway, and went inside.The outer door of the building used a regular key, and then I had to use first another key and then a specially coded magnetic card to get into the secure area of the lab. By the time I'd made it through the last door I was aware that the lights were on in the contagion room. That didn't surprise me a lot, because the weekend staff was often careless about the lights, too. Still, I was curious enough to slip into the darkened control room in order to see, without being seen, whether someone was in the C-Room, as we called it.Someone was there, all right, and the sight just about blew my mind! Kristin lay on her back on one of the work counters, totally nude, her clothing in a pile on the floor. That would have been astounding enough, but what made the scene really incredible was that the "fingers" on one of the mechanical arms were fondling one of her breasts while those on a second arm were busy amidst the pale hair between her legs! Incredulous at what I was seeing, I sat down to watch.The computer beside me was on and the screen indicated that it was in the "engaged" mode, which meant it was controlling the mechanical devices in the C-Room. Kristin had obviously done a little extra-curricular programming, and from what I could tell she seemed to have done a very good job! I couldn't hear anything from the next room, but Kristin's head and body were in constant motion as the mechanical digits caressed first one breast and then the other, pulled gently at her engorged nipples, and glided easily in and out of the dark slit that was only half-hidden by her silky pubic hair.I stood up quietly and slipped a blank tape into the VCR. I didn't know what I might do with the tape, but the way my own juices were starting to flow, I suspected that I was going to want to watch this scene again - in living color, no less! It was while I was loading the tape that I noticed a third mechanical arm. It was motionless now, but Kristin plainly didn't expect it to remain so, because its padded fingers were clamped around the base of the largest dildo I'd ever seen!For some reason the sight of that dildo really pissed me off. I can't explain exactly why it bothered me so much, but here was a woman with the most perfect body I'd ever seen, or even imagined, who could have any man she even looked at. But instead of taking any of the offers she'd had, she'd constructed her perfect mechanical lover, and now she was waiting for it to fuck her! If she were really ugly, maybe I could accept what she was doing. For Kristin to do that though, seemed like a gesture of contempt for the rest of us, who had to settle for mortal lovers and their fragile egos, their clumsy foreplay, their sweaty bodies and their ordinary-sized cocks that so often had to be coaxed laboriously to life.Without any definite plan in mind, I switched on the video monitor in the control room, so I could see and hear what was being recorded on the video tape, and disengaged the computer. Kristin looked surprised as the magic fingers stopped their kneading and probing, and then astonished as the hand that had been toying with her pussy moved up to her waist.Astonishment gave way to alarm as I used the arm to roll her onto her stomach. She began to struggle, making incoherent sounds, but I pushed two of the mechanical hands into the small of her back to hold her in place on the flat counter. I hadn't decided what to do next, but the sight of her perfect ass, wiggling as she tried vainly to get her knees under her, gave me an idea.I spread the arms slightly and opened their fingers to grip Kristin firmly on either side of her narrow waist. With their immense strength the mechanical arms had no trouble lifting her off the counter. I swung her into the middle of the room, where she hung suspended by her middle about five feet off the floor, head down, boobs jutting, legs kicking and arms flailing helplessly. "Stop it", she yelled, "whoever you are! Put me down, now!"I offered no response as my eyes searched the C-Room for a suitable object. I found a perfect one on another work counter - a 50-centimeter scale. It was like a ruler except that it was made out of thick, clear plastic, twenty inches long, two inches wide and about a quarter of an inch thick.I activated the third arm - the one holding the dildo - and Kristin, looking upside down between her legs, must have seen it move, because she started screaming and kicking wildly. "No! Don't you dare touch me with that!", she shrieked. She relaxed a little when she realized the arm was moving past her. I fully intended to make use of the dildo, but not just yet.Opening the mechanical fingers, I dropped the dildo on the counter and picked up the plastic scale. It took a little maneuvering to get the hand to hold the scale properly, clutching it near the end and locking the fingers so that a minor flick of the mechanical "wrist" imparted considerable speed and momentum to the heavy scale. Then I moved the arm into position behind and slightly to the side of Kristin's creamy white ass.All I knew about spanking I'd learned as a child, bent over the edge of the kitchen table while my mother applied a yardstick to the seat of my jeans or, on a few occasions, to my bared bottom. That had taught me that spankings were both painful and humiliating, and those were precisely the sensations I wanted the ice queen to experience.I gave the mechanical wrist an experimental flick, and was rewarded with a sharp yelp of pain through the control room speaker. The plastic scale had landed on the left cheek of Kristin's ass, but it hadn't bounced away as I thought it would have if I'd been holding the scale in my own hand. I tried a lighter touch, but it was evidently too light, because Kristin didn't make a sound.In a matter of minutes, though, I became quite adept, if I say so myself. Each swing of the makeshift paddle resulted in a satisfying yell from Kristin and left another pink blotch on the silky skin of her bottom. I picked up the tempo as I became more confident, and let the scale wander over the backs of her thighs as well as her ass. In almost no time the ice queen was sobbing and begging for the paddling to stop. She hadn't been spanked as a child, I guessed, or she'd have more endurance.I responded to her pleas with a blistering flurry of smacks that really covered the target area and had Kristin kicking and screaming. Any effort she might have made earlier to keep her legs closed was abandoned, and the video camera had perfect view of her wet beaver - though it couldn't have been as wet as mine was!Then I moved the arm over to the other work surface and laid the scale carefully on the edge of the counter. I picked up the gross-looking dildo and began moving the arm back toward Kristin. She saw it coming and began shrieking in protest again.I decided that I enjoyed being the spanker instead of the spankee enough that I could let Kristin decide when she preferred the dildo to the paddle. I dropped the dildo, picked up the plastic scale, and resumed my attack on that perfectly shaped ass.By that time I was becoming a real virtuoso, and the feeling between my legs was leading me to think that I should take up bare-bottom spanking as a serious hobby, if not a full-time profession. Kristin yelled and begged as I peppered her immobilized butt and flailing thighs with dozens of stinging blows.Once her ass and the backs of her thighs had turned a nearly uniform shade of crimson, I stopped the spanking and exchanged the scale for the dildo again. Again Kristin protested when she the saw the mechanical fingers grasp the plastic cock, but when I put it down and moved toward the scale, she quickly said "No, no more of that, don't hit me any more!" She said nothing as I moved the dildo slowly toward her.The camera had a clear view of Kristin's pussy but I didn't, so I halted the arm carrying the dildo a couple of feet away from her, and used the other robot arms to turn her until she was facing almost directly away from me. Then I had to move the camera so that it had essentially the same view I did, and zoomed it to provide a close-up shot.I wondered suddenly, as I swung the third arm around and thrust the flesh-colored dildo toward Kristin's glistening cuntlips, if this was how a man felt as he prepared to shove his dick into a woman's waiting pussy. Too bad, I thought, that the mechanical appendages had no nerves; it would have been a blast to feel what a man feels at the moment of entry.Kristin groaned as I touched the tip of the dildo against the outer lips of her pussy. I increased the pressure, watching in fascination as her clitoris flattened and her lips spread to surround the enormous phallus. I pushed harder, and Kristin gave a sharp cry as two inches of the ribbed dildo sank out of sight. By that time, I was sure, the latex-covered plastic was well into her vagina, and I must have the angle about right or she'd be screaming her head off. My own pussy convulsed with envy as I gave the control a shove and buried another seven inches of artificial cock in the ice queen. The moan that came through the speaker didn't sound much like pain.I pulled the dildo back several inches and pushed it in again. The movement required almost no effort, and I marveled at how quickly Kristin had adapted to an object of that size. I started stroking in and out, wishing again that the dildo had nerves and could somehow transmit to me the sensations it was feeling. I wondered if any man had ever been inside the ice queen to feel those sensations.That thought resurrected some of my earlier anger, and I decided that I'd be damned if I was going to stand there fucking some woman who thought she was too good to get screwed by a flesh and blood man - especially when I had a nice vibrator at home that I'd been neglecting lately. I stopped thrusting with the dildo, which provoked little whimpers from my colleague in the next room, and quickly programmed the computer to continue with a four-inch back-and-forth stroke, along the same axis, for another fifteen minutes, then to withdraw the third arm, lower the other two near the floor, and separate them.Fifteen minutes would be plenty of time for the ice queen to get her rocks off a time or ten, and then to start imagining the scene the next morning when the weekend crew came in and found her suspended naked and being humped continuously by computer-controlled device that only she knew how to program. It would also give me plenty of time to get out of the building and several miles away before a much-relieved biologist could start trying to identify her unknown tormentor.I let the VCR record the first gasps of ecstasy, then popped the tape out and slipped it into my purse. I left the recorder on, so Kristin would know she'd been on candid camera, and hurried out to my car. I could check on my mice the next day.Kristin cleaned up well; there was no sign of her nighttime adventure when I went by the lab about noon the next day, although I did notice that the plastic scale was nowhere to be found. My mice had been fed and watered, and were doing as well as could be expected, considering the stuff I'd injected into them.The first item on the agenda at our staff meeting on Monday morning was an announcement that Kristin had resigned. No one knew just why, but the director wished her well, in absentia, in whatever her new endeavors might be. And I've decided to learn everything there is to know about programming the computer that controls the mechanical arms in the C-Room. The vibrator was comforting, but I've thought of some experiments I might like to conduct here on my own, late some Saturday night.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 48
mouth.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/mouth.txt	"Wow! You never told me your sister looks like THAT!" My wife's sister Sue had just come into town and brought her latest boyfriend. Apparently he was one to speak his mind."You look fantastic!" he went on, still addressing Judy, my wife. He was tall and obviously an outgoing person. "Do you know what I like best about you?""Oh Rob, stop teasing her," said Sue, "There's no stopping him," she said to us."What do you like best?" asked Judy."Your mouth. You have the most wonderful mouth." This was a little strange. "It's so perfectly shaped. And your lips! They're fantastic! Do you know what your mouth and lips are perfect for?""What?" asked Judy. She seemed a little wary to me and a little taken aback."For what men like best!" There was a pause and no one said anything. I was sure Judy was going to explode and I waited like a statue, braced for it. Then she giggled."Sorry about that," said Sue, "Obviously he's not housebroken yet.""I can see that!" said Judy but she was still smiling."What's the matter?" said Rob. "I just call it like I see it.""Right," said Sue, rolling her eyes at the same time.Rob was a little much for me... one of the louder and more abrasive people I'd ever met. He had a comment for everything throughout dinner and I wondered how long Sue would be able to take him. After dinner Sue and Judy got in conversation catching up and I ended up entertaining Rob."They sure are a couple of hot babes!" he said by way of making conversation, I suppose."Yes, they are both very attractive.""You got THAT right!" I tried to think of a response to that. I suspected keeping up a conversation with Rob would be a challenge. After a pause, he went on, "Did you ever do Sue?""No, I never did!""How could you keep your hands off her? What a pair of sisters! I bet Sue's been desperate when she was between boyfriends!""Well, I've stuck with Judy.""Right! I got ya!" and he winked at me! Believe it or not, our conversation didn't rise much above that. Finally we all got to talking some more and I felt relieved even though the conversation was still a bit strange.I almost asked Judy what she thought of Rob when we went to bed but figured I didn't want to listen to a harangue. I wondered what it was going to be like spending a day at the beach with them. But something made me look at Judy's mouth. No, we never do that. I think about doing it sometimes, but I could never imagine Judy going for it.*Later that night, I woke up and Judy wasn't there! "Judy," I said in a low voice and got no response. I got up without turning on the light and wandered out the door in the dark. Light was coming from the guest bedroom and the door was open a bit, blinding me. Then suddenly I found Sue in the hall with me."Everything all right?" I asked Sue in a low voice."Oh, sure," said Sue."Judy got up for something," I said."Oh, it's that Rob! There's no stopping him!" said Sue. "Come here and look," she added, grabbing my hand and pulling me. She pulled me to the door and opened it a crack. Judy was in there! And kneeling in front of Rob with his cock in her mouth! I stared. Sue closed the door again."Once he has something in his mind, you just have to get out of his way!" she said and giggled. I didn't know what to do. She just stood there as if she were waiting for me. Finally, I walked back into my room, it was like I was in a trance. I lay in bed, staring at the dark ceiling.I woke up the next morning to find Judy right there beside me, as if nothing had happened! We all ate breakfast and no one said a single word about it! After breakfast, we drove down to the ocean. It was pretty crowded, but we had the chance to go in a bit as well as lay out. Rob was in and out of the waves the whole time. Judy and Sue sat and talked for a lot of the time. I got bored. Then we were leaving."Yep, that Judy's really something!" Rob was babbling on as we walked through the parking lot but this caught my attention in light of the previous evening's activities. "You've got the mouth of an angel!" he went on, directing his comment to Judy."Don't listen to him!" said Sue, giggling."I mean it! Dan knows, don't you?" Now what was I going to say to answer that?"Yes... she's VERY pretty," I volunteered. We were approaching our car."Sure she's a knockout. But I mean the way she sucks cock!" Judy gasped and Sue giggled again. This was unbelievable! I just stared. "Come, let's show them," he went on. We were at the car. He pulled Judy by the hand over next to the car, between it and a minivan parked next to it. Then he pushed down on her shoulders, inducing her to kneel. They were still both in their suits, Judy in a bikini. He pulled down his suit and his cock sprang out there right in front of her face. Judy didn't look at me at all, but just knelt there looking at Rob's cock. There weren't people right there in the parking lot, but it was pretty open, anyone could come toward us."Easy now, girl, you can do it," he said and he pulled her head toward his cock. Right out there in daylight, in the parking lot! I looked around nervously. Judy had him in her mouth and was sucking away. Sue just watched and smiled. I couldn't help but nervously look around for anyone coming.She went on and on, sucking him. He looked down at her and smiled dreamily. I couldn't stand watching it."Isn't she good?" he finally said. Then he started grunting and his body jerked and it was obvious that he was cumming. Judy just kept sucking."She's a great little cocksucker, a real talent," he went on. Finally Judy stood up. She looked a little nervous and didn't look at me at all."Well, I think she has a lot to learn," volunteered Sue."Well she isn't as accomplished as you, but she certainly has potential.""I'll show you real cocksucking," responded Sue. Immediately she was on her knees in front of Rob. In seconds she had her one-piece peeled off and around her knees. I stared at her body, her naked breasts. Rob approached her and she went right for his cock with her mouth. He grabbed her hair and started fucking like crazy. I couldn't believe how much they moved, he was slamming into her face! She more-or-less hung on for dear life. She had her hands folded behind her back. He was jerking more and more until he obviously came again. I couldn't take my eyes off them. Judy was watching them too. When he was done, he collapsed against the car and she collapsed into sitting on the ground. They just stayed like that catching their breath for a minute. Then they pulled on their suits and got in the car!Judy wouldn't look at me that evening, I never talked to her once even though we all had supper together. That evening, Judy and Rob disappeared into the guest bedroom. I didn't go up there. They were there for hours till past time to go to bed. Sue and I watched TV, not saying much. Finally I headed for the bedroom without Judy. Sue followed me."She just wants to learn," said Sue. She sensed that I didn't like all this. She left and I went to bed. As soon as I had the light out, the door opened and someone slipped in. I turned on the light again by the bed. It was Sue. She was in a nightie and she slipped into bed in Judy's place and reached over me and turned out the light again."It's just a little change for her," said Sue as she lay there. "She's going to know new things." I didn't answer but still stared at the dark ceiling. Sue reached over and took my hand. "Hold me, please," she said. I finally looked at her in the dark. We kissed for a minute. Then she drew back and lay on her back next to me. She said quietly, "Please?" I still stared at the ceiling, I couldn't do it. I held her in my arms part of the night but that was all.*The next morning, Rob and Sue were gone. Judy was making breakfast when I woke up. She said good morning when I came down as if nothing had happened."Judy..." it was my first word of the morning and she turned, sensing I was disturbed.She put her finger over her lips to quiet me. "You liked it with Sue, didn't you?" she asked, with a little smile."She's nice," I replied."Let me..." she started talking, but stopped. Then, with a little smile, she knelt at my feet and started opening my pants. I gently pushed her away. She ended up sitting on her ass with her arms out behind her to lean on. She looked up at me, confused.We're pretty comfortable together again now, but I've never let her touch my cock with her mouth. But I think about it.END
motel5.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/04/motel5.txt
bus.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/bus.txt	Author Note: This is written for fantasy purposes ONLY. Please keep any harmful fantasies where they belong. Remember, as with dreams, fantasies are not always intended for external gratification. *** At first, I didn't know why the bus driver never said anything about it- try and stop what was going on, but even as a little girl it didn't take long to figure out that he was getting off on it as much as the other boys. No one seemed afraid of getting caught, but then, things were a lot different back in the late sixties and early seventies- especially out in the country. By mid-kindergarten, I had stopped trying to rush to the back of the bus while all those wandering hands from the naughty seated boys grabbed at me and felt me up. Actually, they felt up most of the girls as we walked to our various random seats. They would lift our short dresses and skirts up as we went by- maybe exposing the older girls' tiny, proud titties. At first, I tried the rushing-to-avoid-it thing throughout most of early kindergarten weeks with little effect. I shied away from the older boys who, from all up and down the bus isle, would do things to me, laughing as they did. It was different when it got more touchy-feely. Eventually, I guess when they realized that the bus driver was ignoring it all, they started to pull down my panties as well, and even pinch my little dimpled bottom. I would try to light heartedly pull my hem back down, or my panties back up, or run from the dozens of hands that always would reach out from their seats from both sides of the isle as I passed down it. I would struggle to ignore the delicious tingles of my cunny as I tried to hurry along, but more often than not, other children would be boarding the bus also and would be in front of me, often walking at a leisure pace. I noticed that most of the little girls seemed to even enjoy the gauntlet of groping hands. Eventually it started to seem normal to me and I was taking my time like the rest of the other girls.And as I mentioned, at first it was merely exposing my panties and mild groping, but later on, it seemed the more they got away with it, the bolder they got. Soon, it wasn't enough for them to pull down my little panties and pinch or touch, now they were openly fondling me as well, and I found myself gradually being more and more tolerant of it and even enjoying it, just like the other girls.Soon it became much more of an outright sexual game, as I learned to love the feelings it gave me. Eventually I looked forward to riding the bus, and I politely refused when my mother told me that she could start driving me in if I wanted because her work schedule had changed. Now when they'd lift my skirt or dress, I would pretend not to notice it and would happily allow hands to roam unhindered on my bare ass and my moist little girl cunny with a cloaked smirk. I even let my panties hang down under my skirt after someone would tug them so they the next pair of hands could get a feel of my bare ass or pussy slit quicker and easier. Sometimes I left them pulled down thigh high for the whole day, although most of the time my very short dresses and skirts (as I said, it was the early seventies) wouldn't let me get away with that. I noticed I wasn't the only girl to do that, either.I remember looking several times to see the bus driver watch the whole show in his huge rear view mirror, but he never made eye contact with me. He only watched with a slight smirk as the boys teased us girls endlessly. In first grade, I began sitting in between two boys who were in junior high, and they certainly took advantage of the laidback attitude of our driver. After the usual groping before I reached my seat, they would rub my thighs and maneuver their way into the loose crotch part of my panties, trying to get to my little girlie-hole. I would prop the bottoms of my feet on the edge of the seat under the guise of trying to block them, but I actually was giving them better access. The whole time I would mock-plead with them to stop. Sometimes they would reach around my top straps or around the loose arm holes if my sundress and toy with my tiny tit-less nipples, laughing like it was a game. I often ended up sitting between two older boys, and I would meekly try to fight them off, but what could one skinny little girl do against teenage boys? I would push away one of their hands to no avail and would even use two hands against just one of their overpowering arms. I was getting felt up by two or three other hands from other angles. Slowly, over time, I started to give in more and resisting less, and even flashing a smile or giggle, saying, "...stop it now, boys... come on... quit, 'cuz you're going to get us in trouble," all the while pretending it was just something I had to endure. Boys will be boys, you know. Soon, I would no longer put up much of a fight, even for appearances sake. Although, I might fake a little struggle whenever the kids on the seat in front of us would all turned around to watch. I wouldn't want them to get the wrong idea and think I was willingly letting the boys do all of those nasty things to me- surely I would never do that. I was aroused before, but having them watching me only seemed to enhance it all the more. When I left my panties down, I noticed that there was a lot more action and pleasure, so one day I decided not to wear any underwear just to see what would happen. As I went through the tunnel of groping hands, the kids laughed harder than ever, and made it no secret as to why. They shouted it loudly. Things like, "Look, that slut idn't wearin' no panties!" and "what a lil' whore. Hey, wanna sit with me today, slut?" They all wanted me, and I was so proud. I loved it when I would refuse. I would say something like, "No, 'cuz you guys'll try and grab at me and stuff." or "No we won't." They would promise, "Not this time. Sorry about before." Then they may tack on, "We'll never do it again." Strangely, they would every time anyway. Who would have guessed? So I'd pick my favorites- depending on my mood and sit with them again and again. What can I say? I like to give people the benefit of the doubt. Then once morning not long after I had started first grade, when I sat between my two favorite boys and I was in the process of sitting down, one of them quickly lifted my dress hem up and stuck his hand flat on the seat, palm up in grabbing position. As soon as I sat down, he was grasping my entire little ass. I giggled, but tried to get up, playfully telling him to stop it. Then the hands from the other boy came, fiddling with my not-so private body parts. They gradually and gently overpowered me, and while I immediately mentally surrendered to the pleasure of being groped and exposed, I kept up appearances by calmly and continually telling them not to. I feebly pushed at their hands. "Stop... you guys... I mean it, now, stop it. If the bus driver sees us, we'll get it trouble," I claimed. We all knew that was bullshit, but it was still fun. Soon they had tugged my spaghetti strap dress over me completely, and since I wasn't wearing panties- that left me in just hair barrettes, shoes and socks. The first few times they did it, those bad boys threw the dress up in front of them, and it was tossed from seat to seat, only to wind up with some random kids on the bus- usually somewhere towards the front- I sat in the back a lot. It was mostly the boys who laughed and participated, but even a few of the older girls would join in. After the bus stopped at school, I would be "forced" to run around, naked but for my shoes and hair attire, and find it. The bus driver loved that. He'd watch me bending over and stretching as the departing kids pressed by me gropingly, but he'd pretend to be messing around with stuff up there in his seat. When they would do it to me before we reached my stop going home and I would have more time to roam around, trying to figure out who had the dress, pretending to be embarrassed. It was like a sexual Easter egg hunt. I was such a little exhibitionist-slut. We lived on a country road, so there was seldom traffic stuck behind us. I took advantage of this by taking my sweet time, bending over kids on the seat and checking everyone- get felt up the whole time. It was all a flash-fever of sexual gratification. After I got in the house, I would fly up to my room and masturbate or if my parents were busy being stoned or drunk, I could even sneak out back and let my German Sheppard lick me to orgasm. Knowing them, they wouldn't have cared even if they caught me. They were very open minded about sex and would make out and fondle each other right in front of me like it was nothing. I was always afraid that I wouldn't be able to find my dress and would be forced to go home or to school naked. I both dreaded and enjoyed this thought, and while it would never happen (probably because a naked little girl being seen running into her home or wandering through the hallway of the school would draw too much attention and end our game) but I loved the thought and incorporated it into my fantasies. While I wasn't the only one that this was done to, not by a long shot, it seemed that it happened to me more than anyone else. I guess I loved it more than the rest or something.One time when I was almost eight, I was conveniently stuck in between two boys- (strange how that happened so much) and the boy with the window seat shoved my dress on the other side of him so it was out of my reach, and I lightly struggled to get it back, thus conveniently exposing my rear more for attack. I got up in an exaggerated way, maneuvering myself handily into doggy style. It was a position I learned was good for masturbating and get licked by our dog. That is when the aisle seat boy used one hand to open my cunny up and the other to lick my tiny twat hole and play my baby-clit like a tongue-fiddle. I whimpered and just froze in place. Then he dug his finger part the way inside my tight little pink slit hole. At first he just wiggled it around while I went back to pretending I was busy trying to get my dress, but soon he was rapidly finger fucked me. I could no longer pretend I was looking for my dress and just spread my little legs wider. I had ripped my little hymen months before while diddling myself with a candlestick. Pain free, it sent shockwaves of lust through my little body and I arched my back, giving in. Of course, I still asked them to stop, helplessly on my hands and knees- even "pleading" with them in a whimpering mew, but of course, I secretly loved it. I soon had my very first solid orgasm while other kids watched. By the time I turned eight, boys would fight over who I sat in between. I loved being so popular. I would plop down nonchalantly, acting as if I didn't know what was coming next. I would get my hem of my dress hiked up or taken off completely and they would go to work. I liked to sometimes wear shorts or pants to guarantee that I would be stripped naked from at the least waist down. I would even get toyed with here and there at school, but nothing like on that blessed bus of pleasure. When I was nine, inching my way towards ten, I began to develop tiny breast, and the boys loved them, even though they looked like little more than the tips of a lemon. They seemed much more into my upper half now then in the past, suckling on me like big babies. I still finger myself thinking about the time I wore a dress with buttons down the top-front. We were on our way to school and they were trying to unbutton it all the way. I was trying to weakly fend one of them off, which gave the other boy ample time and space to continue unhindered. What teamwork. Once they had finished with the last button, they pulled it open widely. I play-fought them to fix it when they grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the back of the seat with their free hands. They left my dress fully open for a time, pulled out really wide, fondling, kissing and sucking on my budding titties. The kids in the seat in front of us were turned around watching as usual, and they laughed and pointed at me, calling me a slut and a whore as I moaned out and closed my eyes half way. Soon, others on the bus were watching, although I wasn't the only little girl giving a show on any particular day of course, so attentions were divided, but the attention I did get was very arousing. I always wanted to play with myself during these school bus sessions but never had the guts. A funny thing is, even when they got bored with pinning by arms back I did nothing to button up and just left my tiny, pointed titties fully exposed; my top partially draped over my shoulders, I didn't want it to end. I remember asking with false exasperation, "Can I please button up now?" They only laughed and one of them said, "Why? If you do we'll just unbutton them again." So I sighed helplessly and with pretend irritation, "Fine!" I said, and left it that way until we reached my stop. I was so horny when I got home that I darted to my room, telling my mom that I wanted to do my homework early and frigged myself stupid. Then the boys decided to take it further. They wanted to fuck me on the bus- so they did.We were on the way to my stop, when one of them held me down. I lay back and spread my legs high, drawing them up and back while the other boy took me- then they switched. I had mind blowing orgasms back to back. It was incredible. I stopped telling them to quit and just let them have their way. Their cocks seemed so big and they pounded my hairless cunny senseless. I was so tight that they could barely fit their teen-pricks inside my tiny pink preteen tunnel. It felt so warm and filled- damn I loved it. At one point, they thought I was struggling to get up, but soon realized I was actually turning over from a widespread missionary position into doggy style for them. So they let me. It was so exciting that I thought I was going to burst- all of those kids watching as I lost my virginity on a school bus seat to those horny boys. The bus driver even stopped in front of my house to drop me off and patiently waited for one of the boy's to finish shooting off in me. The unfinished boy was virtually standing in the isle with his pants open, brazenly fucking me hardcore. I couldn't see the other children from my angle, but I bet all eyes were on our fuck session. There was no way the bus driver didn't know what was going on. I imagine it was torture for him to have to wait until he got home each day to jack off to what his kids had been doing on the bus. But that tag-team fucking wasn't enough- not for a little bus-whore like me. After they finished with me, I was still horny and sprang down the bus steps, running into the house. When I swung the door opened, ready to head to my room and masturbate to what had just happened, I stopped and just stared at the living room floor. I guess my parents didn't realize what time it was because they were so preoccupied with fucking on the floor. Mom had her cheek on the carpet with her ass-end up and my daddy was obliviously fucking her like there was no tomorrow. I stopped to watch and that's when my mommy noticed me. "St... stop Jerry... Linda... is hoooome... uhhhh." My daddy looked up at me but just kept on banging away. In fact, I think he started banging her harder. My mother didn't say anything else, and daddy just watched me staring at them with a crooked smile on his face. I guess my mom stopped caring because she just kept leaning back into him for a better fuck-job, moaning out loudly like a bitch in heat. I remember the moist, fleshy slap sounds and how much it turned me on. My mom screamed out in a different tone and I knew she was cumming. Then my dad pulled out, grabbed her by the back of her head while jerking his fuckmeat and shot off into her opened mouth and all over her face. The obscene sight was enough to make me want to strip and jump into the parental pile, but I didn't. I would definitely finger myself to it later though. After they got up and began calmly getting dressed, mom commented that I was home early (even though I was right on time) and that I should help her with dinner. She still had cum spackled all over her face and did nothing to wipe it away. It had to slowly dry on its own. After that, once they figured that I didn't die from seeing them, that it was no big deal I guess, so that started sucking and fucking right in front of me whenever their drunken mood hit them. I was soon openly masturbating right in front of them while watching and they did nothing to hinder me. I always wanted to join in but they did nothing to encourage that, so I never did. I suppose they didn't want to have incestuous sex or thought that I was too young to get fucked or something. Boy, were they wrong. They had no idea that I was getting it good on the school bus on a regular basis. I suppose my own daughter never got the same treatment on her school bus rides before her father and I had started home schooling her a few years ago, but if I found out that she was, I wouldn't have stop it. That's okay, because I picked up where my parents left off. She's gets plenty of fucking at home. We're a very close family. END---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 68
vacation.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/vacation.txt	Anne looked out the window as the car made its way through the wooded area. She had agreed to join May and her daughter Kara on this two week vacation only because Kara was her daughter Lisa best friend. Anne had at first thought this was strange since both May and her daughter Kara was both black, but she agreed because Lisa insisted. Both girls were in their upper teens and hoping to start college next year."How much further?" She asked getting frustrated that the drive was so long."Just about a mile more." May replied.Anne glanced over at May. She noticed earlier that the woman was slightly larger than her but attractive despite her size. Her breasts must have been at least 36 D size and the dress she had worn that day really presented them so people could notice. She would never had worn anything like that."Ah, here we are." May said.Anne glanced back forward to see a cabin coming up around the curve. It looked fairly nice as they approached. She could hear the girls still giggling and chatting in back. They had gotten on her nerves a long while ago. She let out a breath of relief as the car drove in front and parked. She heard the girls immediately jump out the car."Help me get the bags Anne?" May asked as Anne opened the door to get out.Anne walked in back as May opened the trunk. She saw May grab a couple of suitcase as she grabbed hers."What about your daughter?" May asked. "Surely you are not going to make her carry it."Why not." Anne replied. "She old enough to carry her on.May gave her a disappointing look and then proceeded up to the cabin as Anne followed behind. Anne couldnt help notice May well developed ass swaying as she may her way carrying the two large and heavy bags and tried to ignore it, glancing from side to side to take in the surrounding. They sure were isolated here. As they entered the cabin door, the girls were already inside checking out the furniture and acting silly."Wheres my bag Mom?" Lisa asked as they entered the large room inside."You can get you own bag dear." Anne said ignoring her and putting the heavy suitcase down on the floor."But mom even May was kind enough to bring her own daughter bag inside." Lisa said as she turned around. "Be a good mommy and go get mine while we check the place out."Anne started to say something as the girls ran out the room and turned to look at May who was grinning at her. She thought about catching up with Lisa and telling her a thing or two but didnt really want to make a scene at this point. They had just arrived and she was very tired. She turned and made her way back out and grabbed the suitcase slamming the trunk behind and she prodded her way back inside. She felt like slapping Lisa when she got back."Lisa said to put her bag in the bedroom." May said as she walked in.Anne glanced up in anger. How dare her daughter tell her what to do?"I dont care what she said." Anne yelled. "If she wants it in there, she can get her little ass out here now and do it herself.""I told you your daughter wants it in the bedroom." May yelled back. "I suggest you get your big ass moving and put it there."Anne was stunned and mad at Mays command. How dare the bitch talk to her that way? She dropped the suitcase on the floor and started walking around the cabin when she felt May grabbed her arm and swinging her around slapped her hard across the face. The pain shot all through her face."You heard me bitch." May yelled. "Your daughter said put it in the bedroom unless you want another slap."Anne glanced up at the woman trying to get the nerve to slap her back. She was much larger and she knew she wasnt going to win a slapping war. The woman could easily beat her up. She decided now wasnt the time and lowing her face started back towards the suitcase.Smack.Anne felt a hard slap to her ass in back."Get your big white ass moving honey unless you want me to slap it all the way." May yelled.This time Anne had enough as she turned around and swung her hand up to slap May face only to feel something drive deep in her stomach. She clench her stomach in pain as she saw May fist coming out and swinging up slapping her face twice as hard this time as she landed on the floor in pain grabbing her face and stomach. She felt a kick on her thighs as she whined in pain and shock."Whats going on?" Anne glanced to the side to see the girls entering the room again as she laid on the floor panting for air trying to ease the pain."Lisa we got to get out of here." Anne yelled up in fear. "This bitch is crazy.""Crazy huh."Anne felt another kick to her side and then another. She yelled in pain. "Wait till I kick your big white ass around the room." May was yelling kicking her again on the thigh. "Ill show you who is crazy."Anne was squirming on the floor trying to get up and protect herself but the kicks were now coming faster."Damn it Lisa." She yelled. "Help me.""Looks like you have been a bad mommy." Lisa smiled down at her. "Dont worry Miss May will teach you proper manners."Anne turned to see the girls walking out the door laughing as she finally managed to get to her feet in pain. She tried to make it to the door as she felt something grab her slacks in back and then the rush of air in her crack as they were lowered down well below her butt. She tried to reach down and grab her pants as a hard slap came across her buttocks in back."Boy you got a big white ass." She heard May saying from behind as she let go the pants trying to make the door faster. "Momma is really going enjoy beating your white ass."She almost made it as she felt her hair being pulled from behind and then slaps coming down in succession on her butt. She tried to reach back to protect her ass as her hair was being pulled out by the roots above. She was in total agony and pain as the slaps were being delivered to her poor ass repeatedly. She yelled out pleading with May to stop slapping her hands out wildly trying to protect her sore cheeks."Are you going to be a good little mommy and do anything Miss May demands." She heard May tell her."Go to hell bitch." She yelled back in anguish.Anne felt her hair being jerked to the side and then being dragged by it over to a sofa in the middle of the room where May practically threw her over her lap. She was surprise by easy May could dominate her so easy as she squirmed trying to get off with little success.Smack, smack, smack.Anne ass was in pain as the slaps came down quickly on her up-tilted ass in back. She fought to try to get her hand up to protect it but was only slapped away. She was squirming wildly now on May lap begging her to quit. May; however, just increased to her horror as she started crying."Now are you going to be a good little white mommy and do anything Miss May asks?" May yelled down at her."Yes, yes anything." Anne screamed out crying from below.Anne felt hands pushing her as she landed on the floor grabbing her sore ass."Now get up and remove all those clothes so I can see what you look like." May yelled.Anne started to protest but when she saw May raised her hand , she didnt dare.She slowly got up. She dared not disobey the woman as her whole body was now racked in pain. She removed her blouse and bra and then her pants and panties which was already down to her ankles. She tried to cover her tits and pussy but May demanded she put her arms behind her. She dared not look at May as she was still crying and ashamed of herself."Looks like your bad little mommy got her big booty spanked."Anne turned red and tried to cover up as she glanced to the side to see the girls entering the cabin. Both of them was totally naked as they walked in and she could see Kara had her hand behind Lisa butt as Lisa was walking in strangely and pushing her butt back as she walked. Anne could see the lust in her face and knew Kara either had her finger up her pussy or ass in back."Wish I could have seen it." Lisa said smiling as Anne turned all shades of red still covering her breasts and cunt with her hands."Slut what did I tell you to do with your hands?" May yelled out. Anne glanced back to see May getting up mad and she clenched in fear as she approached trying to turn to the side to avoid being punch again."Please, I sorry. NO May. Please." Anne yelled out in fear.May quickly grabbed her arm and started slapping her ass as Anne jumped and started walking around her in circles to avoid the swats. The girls were laughing at her plight as Anne started screaming and jumping for mercy. Finally, she quit and let her arm go as Anne immediately bent over rubbing her sore ass, bending over as everyone was watching her."Now get down on your knees and put your nose to the floor till I say you can move." May yelled.Anne looked at her daughter with pleading eyes."You heard Miss May mommy." Lisa smiled back. "You better do what she wants or shell have to spank you bad booty again."Anne immediately dropped down pressing her nose to the floor. It was totally humiliating to be bent over with her ass up in the middle of the room in front of her own daughter but she dared not disobey the bitch. She could hear footsteps walking past."Slut." May said. "My daughter is my mistress and your daughters mistress too. Your big white ass now belongs to her also and I am responsible for training you to be a respectable slave. Do you understand?"Anne could hardly believe what she was hearing. May was her daughter slave. And her own daughter. She choked on the words. She felt a kick on her ass."Yes mistress." She replied."Good." May screamed down at her like a kid. "If me or my daughter tell you to do something you better move your big white ass immediately or you want be able to sit for a week. Do you understand?""Yes mistress." Anne meekly replied in fear. Clenching in fear of being kicked again."Slave mom. This bitch did a poor job of licking my ass outside." Anne hear Kara say. "Give her a good spanking.""Yes mistress." May immediately replied. "Come here you white slut."Anne could hear noise above but didnt even try to look up as she heard slaps on Lisa ass being applied. Lisa was thanking her for each swat and promising to be a better slut as she felt Kara foot on her back keeping her pinned to the floor. "That good enough." Kara said. "Slut Lisa you may lick mommy pussy to thank her for spanking your sorry ass."Anne could hear Lisa getting down on her knees and then slurping sounds as her own pussy started getting wet despite the pain all through her body. Somehow, she wished it was her as she just laid there with Kara foot still on her back getting wetter at the thought. She felt the foot being removed and saw it in front of her nose."Lick my foot you worthless white whore." Kara demanded.Anne looked at the foot at her face debating whether to lick or not as Kata pushed in at her mouth. Her cunt was wet despite the pain.Anne started worshipping the black foot in front of her. Fear or pain didnt matter as her own body was betraying itself as she lapped all over the foot and in between the toes. Her cunt was starting to drip in back as she wiggled her ass trying to get some fiction between her thighs."Did I say you could cum!"Anne hear Kara yell from up above and glanced up slightly to see what happened.May face was in panic looking up at her daughter with pleading eyes."Please mistress." May begged. "I was too excited spanking her moms worthless ass. Im sorry mistress. It wont happen again.""Slut get up slave mommy. Slut Lisa take mommy slave outside." Kara yelled out. "Get a switch and give her 30 on her big ass for cumming without permission."Anne watched as Lisa immediately jumped up smiling and grabbed May by the ear pulling her up off the couch bent over and leading her to the doorway. Her pussy was tingling with the thought of the woman who so easily dominated her was now being led out by her daughter only half her age like a bad little kid and who was going to get her ass switched. She wanted to rub her clit with the thought as she felt Kara toe plunge back in her mouth."And you." Kara yelled down. "Did I tell you that you could stop licking. Seems like youre going to need a lot of training to find your true place in life."Anne started lapping the foot again sucking with a lot more emotion now. Kara had most of her foot in her mouth as her tongue ran in between the toes and all around.Anne felt a moment of relief as Kara removed her foot from her mouth and started to walk to her side. She thought she was going to get her ass spanked again and this time she was actually looking forward to it as her pussy wetten more with the thought. She was surprise to feel Kara mounting her back as she felt her wet pussy drooling down it."Get on all fours and ride me around the room you white whore." Kara yelled down smacking her butt in back. "Oink like the pig you are."Anne got up on her hands and knees and started to crawl as she felt a hard smack on her ass again."I said oink bitch." Kara demanded again.Anne started oinking as she struggled to keep crawling. Kara full weight was on her back and she was sore and tired. She oinked the best she could as Kara kept swatting her ass demanding she move and oink faster. She was totally exhausted as the young girl finally tired of the game and got up leaving her on her knees and hands on the floor below. She felt Kara toe stubbing her ass but she didnt care as she tried the best she could to relaxed and catch her breath. She could hear May and Lisa returning as Lisa was teasing May asking if her big black ass was sore and swatting it."Mommy slave come here and bend over." Kara demanded. "This white whore is going to make your sore ass feel a lot better with a good tongue licking. Next time you better not cum without approval.""Yes mistress." May said as Anne noticed by her voice that she had been crying.Anne watched her walk over and turning around bent over with her large black ass pointed towards her. Her large brown mounds was crisscross with stripes and she knew Lisa must have hit her pretty hard with the switch. She couldnt believe she was actually going to have to lick her big ass till she felt a hard kick to her ass as she crawled forward. She tried to lick her large buttocks and avoid her asshole but Kara demanded Lisa to grab her hair and shove her face in the proper place as her mouth was firmly planted on May puckered asshole. She started rimming all around the opening and despite the taste started to get excited again as her head was being grounded between the large mounds. Finally, she plunged her tongue inside and started working it around the best she could as she heard May moaning from above.Lisa was taunted her calling her an ass licker, brown noser, and butt whore while she tongued and drove her face harder into May ass."Come slut." Kara demanded to Lisa. "Im tired and need a good tongue bath. Im sure mom slave can handled your whore of a mother for now. She dripping all over the floor."Anne kept plunging her tongue in May asshole. She couldnt denied her cunt was on fire and needed relief. May was now rocking on her face and Anne knew she was getting close to cumming again and started working her tongue deeper and faster inside. She would love to see her big ass get punished again."Nasty bitch." May yelled. "You trying to get me off and get me spanked again arent you. Well we will see who gets punished next."Anne was disappointed as May pushed her face back with her ass and turned around. "Get up slut and come with me." May yelled at her.Anne got up and followed May out the cabin. She dreaded what was going to happen this but her cunt was so hot she would do anything. They walked to the edge of the woods and May picked up a switch laying on the ground."You know what this is bitch? She asked turning towards Anne."Its a switch mistress." Anne replied glancing down fearing what was going to happen next."You damn right it is." May yelled at her. "Its the one your slut daughter used on my ass and guess who going to get it next."Anne looked at the switch in fear and knew what May ass looked like when she came back in."Please mistress. It wasnt my fault. It was the slut fault." She said hoping to get out of it. "Use it on her ass.""Shes your bitch." May yelled back. "Now get your ass on all fours and crawl back to the house. I suggest you crawl fast."Anne immediately got down and started crawling. She felt the switch come down across her ass and yelled in pain trying to reach back to protect it only to have another swing come down on the other. She immediately started crawling as fast as she could yelling as the switch kept coming down. By the time they reached the door, she was crying like a baby and her ass stung like hell.May gave her a quick kick in the doorway sending her spawning out flat on the floor below."Now get your lazy ass up and cook us a meal." May yelled. "Youre find everything you need in the kitchen area already stocked. Hurry up bitch. I want to eat before mistress returns."Anne was exhausted but finally managed to get up still tearful and head for the kitchen. Inside, she was so relieved she was finally alone and set forth to prepare a meal for the crazy bitches. Her cunt was still on fire but her ass was so sore she couldnt even touch it. She was near complete when May came inside. She was over the sink as May walked up and started rubbing her ass in back. The pain has subsided as her hands were started to feel good rubbing her sore buttocks. She leaned over the sink to give her greater asset."Youre a hot bitch arent you slut?" May asked running her hand between her big butt mounds up her crack. "I bet you wish I would shove my finger up your nasty hole. Dont you?""Yes mistress." Anne whined out. "Finger fuck my ass mistress.""Be still slut." May said.Anne felt May remove her hand and heard her doing something at the other counter hoping she would hurry back. She maintained her position as May finally came back over and she felt her ass cheeks being spread in back. A cold object was at her pucker entrance and then she felt it start working its way inside. "Take my carrot up your ass bitch." May told her.Anne pushed her ass back to get more and more of the carrot in her asshole. She was excited beyond belief and wanted a good ass fucking."Fuck this bitch. Fuck me mistress. Fuck my asshole." She yelled back hoping May would start shoving it deeper and deeper in her ass.She felt the carrot being pushed in and out as she rocked her ass back and forth on it. She was cumming and couldnt do anything about it. She tried to reach down and rub her cunt but May only slapped her ass demanding her to stop. Finally, she came as May shoved the whole thing in her asshole with one quick push and her whole body exploded in ecstasy."Naughty mommy." May laughed as she was shaking all over. "Guess who is going to get punished tonight for cumming without permission."Anne didnt care at the moment as she was still shaking from her orgasm and clenching her ass cheeks in back trying to cum again. She felt a hard slap to her ass."Finish the meal." May warned her. "I got to go get mistress and that slut daughter of yours. I hope she did a bad job so I can take that switch on her tight white ass later."Anne heard her leave the room as she finally was able to stop shaking and finished the dinner. She had everything on the table prepared and waited impatiently for the other women to arrive. She knew her ass was in trouble for cumming but right now she would love to get down on her knees and please Mistress Kat pussy. Her pussy was soaking wet with the thought. It felt like hours before they finally came back and her lips watered at the sight of Kara totally nude coming inside. Lisa was behind on her knees with her face in her butt with May trailing the group giving Lisa a few nudges with her foot to help her along. Kara smiled at her and walked past with Lisa face still implanted in her ass to a nearby chair."This meal looks good so I guess everyone will be rewarded." Kara smiled sitting down and pushing Lisa away "Mommy slut why dont you sit over there and let this slut worship you big black pussy while you eat. "Anne watched as May dropped down in a nearby chair and Lisa immediately crawled over burying her face in her hairy crotch."What are you staring at slut." Kara said waking her up from her dream watching them. "If you want to eat, I suggest you get your big butt under the table and lick my pussy. Anne didnt have to be told twice. She was awful hungry but at the moment she wanted a taste of that sweet pussy more. She crawled forward underneath the table and glanced for the first time at her mistress wet pussy. Her mouth was watering as she started running her tongue up and down on it and then twitching her tongue all over her little clitty. She heard them above talking about how good the food was but at the moment she was preoccupied tonguing that beautiful cunt in her face. Kara would drop a crumb here and there between her thighs as Anne lap and ate it eagerly hoping for more. When the meal was over, in which Anne had gotten a lot more crumbs, Lisa was demanded to do the dishes while Anne entertain the ladies. Kara whispered something in May ear as they left the kitchen and went to the living room where Kara took a seat and demanded Anne stand in front of her.Its time for your initiation, Kara told her as she saw May approaching from the bedroom. She had a large strap-on attached to her waist and Anne knew it would barely fit her cunt it was so large. She watched May approached and reaching behind her handcuffed her hands in back while she did nothing to stop her. She then took another pair and cuffed her feet down below."Please mistress." Anne begged. "Its too large.""Dont be silly." Kara laughed. "Its not for your pussy."Anne signed a relief at the thought."Its for you asshole." Kara continued. "Slave mommy has been begging me for weeks to let her shove it up your big ass."Anne tried to run but the cuffs on her ankles prevented her from getting too far as she felt May grabbed the back of her hair. May easily pushed her to the floor by the back of her hair as she cried out for mercy. That thing would rip her asshole in half. She felt the carrot being pulled out roughly as she begged and pleaded fighting to get loose but May large body had her firmly pinned underneath as she felt the tip of the cold object at the entrance to her asshole. She pleaded with May begging to lick her ass and pussy instead."When mommy gets through rimming out your asshole youre be a new person and nothing will satisfy you ever again but her big cock." Kara laughed. "Youre be her personal bitch. Hurry up in slut with those dishes. My cunt is going to need attention soon."Anne tried to tighten her asshole without success since it was so loose already from the carrot. She felt it slowly being pushed in as her asshole widened trying to accompany it."Tomorrow we are going on some pony rides and guess whos going to be the ponies." Kara remarked. "We have the whole week so dont wear yourself out too soon."Anne screamed out in pain as the monster entered her asshole.Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 43
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marilyn.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/marilyn.txt	The year before my seventeenth birthday was an exciting one. I got my first job, I was seduced by the company owner, I got pregnant, I got married, and I gave birth to my beautiful son, Robert Jr., all before my seventeenth birthday. My parents would have objected more as Robert Sr., the guy who got me pregnant, was over 25 years older than me, but he was also one of the richest men in our foothills community, and he made sure my parents' debts were paid with quite a lot extra to fill their bank account before we were married.Being a young naïve girl at the time, I thought Robert married me because I was pregnant and because I was good looking. I was half right. I later learned that Robert was quite the womanizer and had slept with many women, including many of the single women who worked for him. He never used condoms, but never got a woman pregnant until me. He had a low sperm count and was almost surprised as I was when I turned up pregnant. He was so happy that he'd finally have an heir, that he proposed to me even though I hadn't yet finished high school. He made sure I got the best prenatal care. He was happy we had a son.I knew I was good looking. I love to dance and started taking ballet when I was little. I had to stop when my breasts got too big when I was 14, but I still took modern dance and ballroom. I knew my legs, butt, waist, and breasts were all of the right size and proportion to turn guys' heads around. Well, my breasts may have been too big, but boys didn't complain. I was the object of Robert's attention, wasn't I? Boys would tell me I was pretty, and they seemed to like my light-brown hair, too.And for several years, Robert loved fucking me. I think now that it was because I was young. Every night became two or three times a week, became once a week, became once a month, and finally became two or three times a year on special occasions.For years, I'd hoped to get pregnant again. My doctor did all the tests and told me that I was healthy and quite capable of having more kids. Robert had put a lot of sperm in me when we were first together, so I thought he might be the problem. He refused to see a doctor about it, though.I was jealous of Flora because she had a two-year-old and was obviously pregnant again, even though she was 48. In fact, quite a few of my friends were having babies or had recently had them. I was 40, healthy, able to have kids, but so far had only one son. Flora didn't even get married until she was 35!I'd worked with Flora when I was 16 and she was eight or so years older. She mentored me at work, and became a good friend after I married Robert. When sex with Robert tapered off, I complained to Flora. It was she who told me about Robert's low sperm count. She knew, as she'd been one of Robert's lovers, and Robert had told her the doctors thought he'd never father a child. She told me about his other lovers, too. I didn't get angry with her because she told me that Robert had mostly stopped seeing other women when we were married, and had completely stopped seeing them a couple years after marriage. Apparently, he was putting all of his efforts into his business and didn't have time for sex, extra-marital or not, any more.Well, that was a comfort, but frustrating. I wasn't going to lose Robert to another woman. I was going to lose him to his business.When I complained to Robert, he said, "Well, Marilyn, why don't you take a lover? Just be sure he's discrete. If word gets out that I'm a cuckold, I'll ruin both you and him. You know I will. You know I can."I didn't want a lover. I wanted a husband who wanted to fuck me. Because of Robert's low sperm count, I'd never taken birth control. I asked him, "What if I get pregnant?"He looked at me and thought before replying, "I'll accept any child you have as my own, but don't expect me to take anything away from Bobbie. He's my son. Any kid you have will be taken care of, but it'll be peanuts to what Bobbie gets when I die. Besides, you're 40 years old now, Marilyn. You may not be able to have any more kids."I raised my skirt and showed him my soggy panties. "Are you sure you don't want to satisfy me any more, Robert?""I'll be 66 in a couple of weeks. I have difficulty getting hard.""You can still use your tongue and fingers, can't you? You used to lick me so good," I replied."Frankly, Marilyn, I'm at the age where I find making money more interesting than sex. I had plenty when I was younger. You just find yourself a discrete lover, make sure he doesn't have any diseases, and have fun. I'm not jealous, and maybe if you tell me of your adventures, you'll get me hard again," was his response.That wasn't quite it, though. A couple of days later, Robert surprised me with some presents: some dildos ranging from large to very large, and several vibrators of different shapes and sizes. I had fun experimenting with them all in various combinations. It took practicing several times a day for me to finally be able to work the largest dildo into my pussy; it was huge, about 3" in diameter, and so long I never could get it all in. Maybe a horse could have gotten it all in, but I doubt if a pony could have.And the vibrators! A couple were shaped like dildos, but I found I prefered a big dildo in me to a vibrating one. There was one shaped like a dildo but with an extension that ended in little wings that surrounded my clit--it was good. There was a little egg-shaped vibrator that I enjoyed putting inside before putting a big dildo in me. My favorite was a little bullet-shaped thing that really got my clit going. With that and the egg and a big dildo in me, I often lost track of time, having orgasm after orgasm.I'd play with my toys while laying on Robert's side of the bed. The first time he felt the wet spot when going to bed, I was naked and fingering myself when I told him, "Thanks for the toys, dear. Those are my juices you feel on the bed. Are you sure you don't want me any more?"He put my hand on his dick and said, "No, that's fine, Marilyn. As you can see, even your scent and your obviously sexy and horny body doesn't get me hard any more. Let's just sleep. I'm glad you thought of me, though. You go ahead and get off on my side anytime you want as long as I'm not here. Try not to be too noisy, dear."I was frustrated as hell.I needed a dick that squirted real sperm.I wanted to get pregnant, and plastic toys couldn't do that.* * About a month after Robert's 66th birthday party, I was having fun on my bed when I noticed the bedroom door was cracked. Now, I always closed the door before having my private fun. I knew the housekeeper was busy vacuuming (I could hear it) and the only other person in the house was Bobby, my son. I thought I saw movement. Was Bobby out there watching me masturbate?Part of me was outraged. My son is spying* on me!Part of me was surprised. My son is spying on me!Part of me was thrilled. My son is spying on me!As I approached orgasm with part of my attention on who was outside the door, I realize that I'm noisy when I come. I heard myself screaming as waves of pleasure exploded from my vagina. When I was done, I looked back at the door and it was closed.Did I dream the door was open? I didn't think so.* * Bobby, our 23-year-old son, still lived at home. He was really smart, well-muscled, and good-looking. He started schooling when he was five, skipped a grade between junior and senior high school, and managed to graduate in three years from a nearby state university with honors in his dual major of accounting and computer science. He got his MBA the following year, so he had three degrees, one of them a graduate degree, after four years of college.When I talked to him before he skipped the grade before high school, he told me that school was too easy for him. He'd thought about it, and realized he could either glide through school getting mediocre grades but not working very hard (as I had), or he could get through it as rapidly as he could and try to make something of himself. He looked on his dad as competition, or at least as an example of how to succeed.When I asked him about always being the youngest in his class, he said that was why he was always working out. He didn't look his age and was stronger than most kids. While I was taking dance, he was taking Oriental self-defence courses, so he was able to defend himself. He told me that when in grade school, the older kids tried bullying him, but he fought back so well that they stopped. He used his charm to keep the bullies from bullying other people, too. The bullies kind of became his gang, although he didn't like their brand of humor, but the teachers and administrators liked him for keeping "his gang" in line.After skipping a grade, he had to prove himself to the high schoolers, too. Bobby was good. He couldn't be intimidated, could charm most of his fellow students, and could easily beat the one or two bullies who wanted to prove themselves. He didn't brag about his exploits, but I talked to him after seeing unusual rips in his clothes a couple of times, and got the whole story out of him. He didn't hold grudges, and would offer to help other kids with their homework. He made peace this way. As in grade school and junior high school, Bobby became very popular in high school with both the other kids and with the teachers and administrators.He started noticing girls when he was 14 and a junior in high school. I suppose he really started noticing them much earlier, but he was 14 when he started bringing girls home and going on dates. Since Robert had already started tapering off in the bedroom and was really busy at work, it was up to me to talk to Bobby about sex and drive him around on his dates. I warned him not to get any of the girls pregnant, and to use a condom anyway to protect himself from disease. I provided several books about sex and disease and pregnancy to help him decided for himself. (He was smart.) I bought him a case of condoms and told him to get back to me when they ran out.I'd seen him looking at me in my leotards when I took him to his class before going to my dance class, and he'd try not to stare when I was in my bathing suit, so I knew he liked the way I looked. I didn't think anything of it. He was a normal boy with raging hormones. He stopped being so obvious as he got older, and I could rarely catch him looking at me out of the corner of his eye by the time he went to college. I kind of missed his lustful stares.During summer break, Bobby would work with his father before going back to college. Robert told me that Bobby was one of his top workers and he'd have no trouble leaving him the company. However, Bobby told me that he didn't really like the work he did for his father.There was a mild argument between them after Bobby got his MBA, which Bobby won. Bobby agreed to help Robert out when necessary, but he wasn't going to work there very much. He had his own projects to work on. There was something new called the internet, and Bobby had some ideas on how to make money on it. He'd live at home and rent his bedroom and an office from us. (Our house is really a mansion, with more than enough rooms for the three of us and the live-in housekeeper.) Neither Robert nor I was too clear on what Bobby was doing, but Bobbie was making a fortune. When he sold out after several years (just before the tech stock crash), he had more money than Robert. But I'm getting ahead of myself. * *I masturbated again the day after I first noticed the door cracked open. I payed attention to myself and maybe made my moans a bit louder. The door cracked open again. The thought of my own son watching me masturbate was no longer a shock, but was a thrill. I was quite loud when I came. The door closed.After washing and getting dressed, I went to find Bobby working in his office. I said, "Hey, big boy, feeling like going out tonight? I'm tired of staying in and could use a night of dining and dancing.""Sure, Mom, what time?""How about 7:30?""OK, I know just where to take you," Bobby replied.I was excited. I was going on my first date ever. I didn't count the times Robert took me out after we were married, and he never dated me before we were married.I knew Bobbie was a good dancer, because I'd taught him myself. He and the students in my dance classes were the only guys I'd ever danced with, except for my dad at my wedding.To make the night really special, I went out and bought myself a very sexy cocktail dress. It was cut low enough to show my bra when I leaned forward, but plunging enough in the back that it didn't need a zipper; it had a string that tied in back to make my waist look narrow. It had a skirt that flaired at the hips to mid-thigh. It was black with tiny, sparkly beads highlighting my breasts and hips.I also wanted to highlight my legs, but I didn't buy panty hose but instead bought thigh-highs with a pretty pattern on the calfs and ankles. I bought a matching thong and bra set. I'd never worn a thong, but liked the feel of the silk running up my butt crack, and the fact that I could see my pussy though the front. The bra was thin, too, so I could see my nipples though it. I knew if I leaned forward in the dress, someone might see my nipples through the bra.I felt sexy, all dressed up with my light make-up on.Bobby's eyes bulged when he first saw me coming down the stairs. He said, "Wow! You're so beautiful, Mom! They're going to check your I.D. for sure tonight!""Flatter," I said as I smiled up at him and took his arm.Bobby took me to a small French restaurant near the county government center that I didn't even know about. I noticed him looking at my legs as he handed me out of the car. When he ordered a bottle of wine, I was surprised when the waitress asked to see my I.D. I laughed as I showed it to her, and smiled at Bobby. I said, "You paid her to do that, didn't you, Bobby.""No, I swear!"The food was excellent despite the poor location. I wondered how Bobby knew about it. He told me he'd taken other women here. In fact, Flora had recommended it to him. That surprised me. I didn't even know that Bobby talked to my friends when I wasn't there.We had fun touching knees under the table.I think he saw my thong as he handed me back into the car.After dinner, Bobby took me to a dance club. I knew about this club from other students in my dance classes. I didn't know that Bobby knew about it. He said, "Sure, Mom. I bring women here to practice what you taught me."I thought it unusual that he parked in the dark corner of the rather-empty parking lot, away from the club. This time, I deliberately opened my legs wider than necessary as I took his hand after he opened the car door to help me out. Although I noticed him start a little at the sight of my pussy through the thin thong, he was quite the gentleman and tried not the stare. After taking his arm, I looked up and said, "Call me `Marilyn' tonight, Bobbie. We're on a date."He said, "Absolutely, Marilyn," pecked me on my cheek, and opened the door to the club to let me in.It being a Thursday night, the place was not crowded. We got a small table by the dance floor, ordered drinks (I was again carded to my surprise), and danced to the first number, a slow dance. We were good on the floor. We both love to dance, and we felt like Fred and Ginger out there on the floor. We danced several dances together before they lowered the lights.When the lights were lowered, Bobbie put both arms around me and pulled me close. He caressed my back and slid one hand down to my butt and pulled me tight. I could feel his dick against my belly. He felt bigger than Robert. I nuzzled his neck while his hands roamed all over: my butt, my back, the sides of my breasts as the bulged out from being pressed into his chest. I could feel my nipples growing hard and my thin panties filling with juice. God! My own son was feeling me up on the dance floor! And I loved it!!When the light came back up, we broke apart. I'm sure that my face was red; I felt flushed. Bobby looked like he was breathing hard, too. We sat out the next dance.At the table, we finished our drinks and order another round. After it came, I felt a touch on my thigh. Bobby was touching me! My own son was touching me! He was rubbing his own mother's thigh! I opened my legs. He ran his hand up almost to my stocking tops. I scootched down a little. My own son was feeling his own mother's naked thigh! He was feeling my pussy though my juicy panties!The song ended, and I suggested we dance again. We did, and when the lights turned down again, I pressed myself against him. This time, his hand slid under my clothes. He felt the string between my naked butt cheeks. My son was feeling my naked ass! He slipped a hand into my dress and felt my bra-covered boob. My son was squeezing my breast! He slipped under the bra and found my nipple. My son, my very own son, was tweaking his own mother's nipples! And I wanted him to!! I'd never realized that my breasts and nipples were so sensitive.When the lights came back up, we hastily broke apart and went back to the table. This time, I just scrunched down before he even touched me. His hand slid right up to my pussy and I felt him pulling my panties aside to find my clit and hole. I'd never felt this way before, even when Robert first seduced me. My own son was rubbing my clit and fingering my hole! Bobby was going to make his own mother come on his fingers! And I wanted more than fingers!Before he made me scream in orgasm, I said in a husky voice, "Let's get out of here!"We finished our drinks, paid up, and left the club. I was so excited. I was going to get fucked! My own son was going to fuck me! Bobby was going to fuck his own mother! And I needed his big cock!The corner where Bobbie had parked the car was away from the club. The passenger side faced the freeway through a chain-link fence with scraggily vines growing on it. The front of the car faced a dark building. Except for people speeding by on the freeway, the passenger side of the car was pretty isolated.As at the restaurant, Bobby walked me to the passenger side and opened the door. As I brushed past him, he caught me in his arms, twirled me around so that my back was against the back door, and started kissing me. Real kisses. Kisses that made my pussy gush and my toes curl up in my dancing sandals. I was so involved with the kisses, that I didn't realize he'd untied my dress and undone my bra until I felt him leave my lips and begin suckling my beasts as if he were trying to get milk from me.Oh, God! It felt so good! I never realized that I could have an orgasm from my son suckling my breasts! I moaned. I came. I may have screamed, but I'm not sure.I think Bobbie pulled down my panties while I was coming, as the next thing I knew, Bobbie was lifting one of my legs and sticking his tongue in my bare pussy. He licked the length of my gash and teased my clit before sucking hard on it. I came so hard that I would have fallen had Bobbie not held me up. My own son was the first man to lick my pussy! Robert used to like having me suck him, but he never licked me. My own son was the first! He made his own mother come with his tongue!I was still in a daze when Bobbie stood up, holding one of my legs on his shoulder, and place my hand on his now-bare cock. I put its head in my hole, and Bobbie pushed it all the way into me with one thrust. What a thrust! Bobbie is a lot larger than his father, and a lot thicker too. I put my face into Bobbie's neck and screamed in orgasm as he bottomed out. My own son was fucking me! He was fucking his own mother! He was making his own mother come with his big cock! I'm not sure how many times I came or how long he fucked me. It seemed forever. I wanted it to last forever.Eventually, Bobbie came inside of me. We kissed and he let my leg down. He reopened the door to let me in, picked up my clothes, walked around to the driver's side, tossed my clothes into the back, and got in. I turned to him, naked except for my stockings and sandals, and said, "I hope we can do that again. I've never had such a good fuck!"Bobbie kissed me, kissed my boobs, felt my spermy pussy, and then pulled the lever to make my seat flat. After caressing and kissing me some more, he started licking my pussy again. I grabbed my thong from the back seat and put it in my mouth to muffle my screams as Bobbie licked me to another orgasm. My own son was licking his own come from his own mother's pussy! I could feel my nipples and breasts swell, and my pussy and asshole trying to suck something, anything, in.Bobbie then climbed between my spread legs and put his already-hard cock back into me. Bliss! With his mouth, he took my thong from my mouth and kissed me. I screamed into his mouth as I came. I could feel him pinching my nipples. I came, screaming into his mouth. He sucked one of my nipples. I screamed in orgasm, almost deafening us in the confines of his car. I was aware enough to realize that we'd come together this time.Bobbie climbed off of me back to his seat and said, "Wow! You're the best, Mom! I never knew sex could be so good! Maybe it's because I also love you. Maybe it's because you're the most beautiful woman, inside and out, that I know. Maybe it's just because you're such a fantastic fuck. And maybe it's because you're my mother!"I replied, "And maybe it's because you're such a good lover and we're really good together. There's something deliciously wicked about fucking my own son, about my own son fucking his own mother! The touch of incest, hell, the battering ram of incest helps makes us really good together, Bobbie! I think I'm addicted to you after tonight!"He said, "I certainly hope so." I reached for my clothes and he added, "No, Mom. Stay naked until we're home. Put your seat up and display yourself proudly to whoever wants to look. You're too beautiful to be hidden!"I could feel my nipples swelling and my pussy juicing up again as I put my seat upright. The idea of being seen naked by any anonymous driver on the road was exciting. By now, it was dark enough that there really was very little risk of actually being seen, but just taking the risk was a thrill.I was wrapped in a post-orgasmic glow and a cocoon of love. I didn't even notice that Bobbie had started the car. I didn't try to hide myself, but my breasts are large enough that they sag and are difficult to see below the windowsill of the door. Eventually I noticed that we were not headed home. "Where are we going?" I asked."Just a little, secluded place I know," was Bobbie's reply.Before long, Bobbie turned onto a secluded road, and soon we were along on a hilltop overlooking the town. Although I'd never been to one, it looked like a make-out place to me. I turned to Bobbie and said with a smile, "What naughty things are we going to do here?""Just a minute," he said as he got out, went around the car, opened my door and gave me his hand. "Step on out, and I'll show you. Leave your sandals on."I took his hand and he pulled me up into his arms and started kissing me. His hands caressed my back, my butt, my breasts, my pussy. He closed my door and led me to the hood. Kissing me again, I could feel him start getting hard again. Then I felt him worm a finger into my asshole. "What are you doing?" I asked."I think you've never been fucked there, right?"I nodded."I'm too late to take the cherries from your mouth and pussy, right?"I nodded again, looking him in the eye."Will you let me take the cherry from your ass? I'll be easy on you. I've done this before and won't hurt you. God, the last thing I want is to hurt you."I panted a couple of times, then said, "OK. We're being really wicked tonight, aren't we?"He smiled at me and said, "Absolutely! Here, turn around and bend forward over the hood."When I did so, I could feel him taking the juices from my pussy and using them to smear my asshole. He smeared juices inside my asshole. He smeared juices on his cock. I was so excited, that I kept on dribbling more juices, which he smeared into my ass. He started using two, then three fingers to get my juices into my ass, and wiggled his fingers around when they were a couple of knuckles deep. His other hand was stroking my back, my thighs, my breasts, and dipping around to fondle my clit and pussy. I think he was relaxing me.Then he stood up and I felt his cockhead at my asshole. My own son was going to be the first man in my ass! My son was going to be the first man to fuck his own mother's asshole! I was ready. I shoved back a little.His cockhead popped through the ring of my sphincter. He pushed further in. Further. Out a little, in a bit more. Soon I felt his balls against my pussy. My son had his cock all the way in my ass! My son had all of his big dick in his own mother's ass! He'd taken my anal cherry! I had another screaming orgasm. No one but us was around to hear.I was vaguely away of him squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples, pinching my clit, fingering my pussy, kissing my neck and back. Mostly I was aware of his big dick sawing back and forth in my ass. I think I may have pasted out from the pleasure, but time stood still for me. Bobbie blasted another load of his sperm into my ass, and I came out of my trace after another orgasm. I realized that I was laying on the hood and Bobbie's hands were holding up my hips. We stayed joined like that for several minutes, for an eon, I don't know. Eventually, his cock shrank and slipped out of my ass. He held me up, opened my door, and carried me to my seat. I was still dazed. I'd never had sex so good. I didn't even know it was possible.I came out of my trance on the way home and realized I was sitting in a pool of sperm. "I'm soaking your seat," I said."You're not the first," was his response.I looked at him and asked, "What?"He confessed, "I've had many women in this car and at that spot. Many of your friends, Flora, for instance."I looked at him in surprise and asked, "Is that why you bought a full-sized car when most boys, er, young men prefer sports cars?""Absolutely. By the way, are you using birth control? I may have gotten you pregnant tonight."I said, "Oh, God! I hope so! I've wanted more children since you were born! Your father...um...""...has a low sperm count. I know. Flora told me. By the way, she's the mother of one of your grandchildren and is pregnant with another. At least, she thinks the kids are mine and not her husband's. Several other of your friends, like..." and here he rattled off the names all of of my friends who'd had children recently "...are also the mothers of your grandchildren. I don't have a low sperm count."My jaw dropped. I said, "That means that I could...well...""...be the mother of your own grandchild. Yes, that's possible. And I could be the father of my own brother or sister. Talk about wicked! That's really naughty!"I grunted as I came without even touching myself. I could be the mother of my own grandchildren! How exciting! I opened my eyes and said, "I hope you don't mind. I want as many of your children as you're willing to give me and my body is capable of having!"Bobbie grinned at me and said, "Absolutely!"By now, we were turning into the drive to our house. I was getting a little nervous. "What are we going to tell your father? Should I get dressed?" I asked."No way. Let's tell him the truth. Didn't he advise you to take a lover?" Bobbie said."Yes," I said in a small voice."Didn't he say to be discrete?" Bobbie asked."Yes," I said again."Well, who'll be more discrete than me? Who wants the best for both you and Dad? Who can give you the babies you want? I think I'm the perfect choice as your lover!" Bobbie said.By now Bobbie had parked the car. He said, "Take up your clothes, but don't put them on. The housekeeper's in her room by now and won't see. I want you to come with me naked into the house and we'll find Dad together. We'll tell him what we've done tonight."I was nervous and very scared facing Robert while naked with our son's sperm coating my thighs and crusting on my pubic hair; but with Bobbie next to me, I was able to do it. Robert agreed with Bobbie; Bobbie was my perfect lover. I was so surprised. What surprised me the most was that Robert seemed more interested in me sexually, now that our son was my lover. He even joined us few times in bed over the years, and I got to feel the thrill of two cocks in me at the same time. It was usually Robert's cock in my mouth or ass while Bobbie was in my pussy. I wanted Bobbie's sperm in my womb, where it belonged, even though he did indeed get me pregnant that night of our first date.First date. Yes, we've had others. Bobbie is a lot more romantic than Robert, and loves taking me dancing. He loves showing me off, even when I'm eight months pregnant. Yes, I got pregnant roughly every eighteen months for nine years. As my kids were also Robert's grandkids, he's planning on leaving them more than peanuts, especially as Bobbie's fortune is also pretty big and Bobbie's not interested in taking over Robert's company. Maybe one of Robert's and my grandkids (my own children!) will be interested and capable of running the company. Robert says he wished I'd started making babies earlier with Bobbie as he hopes to still be alive to teach our oldest grandchild the business.Although I'm apparently too old to make any more babies, I'm still lactating. I've lactated since I was eight months pregnant with Bobbie's first child by me. All my children, especially Bobbie, love my milk. Even Robert likes it in his coffee. Although I weaned my kids when they were four, I still let them suckle on occasion to soothe them. Besides, I find suckling gives me orgasms.Bobbie and I found that when he suckles me while fucking me, I express my milk into his mouth. My let-down reflex really goes when I have an orgasm. Oh, that's the best feeling in the world! My son making me come with his cock inside of me while expressing my milk into his suckling mouth! What a feeling! It's gotten so that even when the younger ones suckle, I have mild orgasms.I wondered just how much milk I could actually produce and for how long, and asked my doctor. He said my milk production depended a lot on demand, and that I could produce milk as long as needed. Well. There's a lot of demand for my milk in our house, and all my children as well as Robert think my milk is necessary for their cereal and hot drinks. I'm going to be lactating a long time. I just have to eat the right foods.The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 46
alone.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/alone.txt	Paula arrived home from shopping to find the house empty. It was a nice break from her normal days with two kids and her husband John waiting for her. Married for 15 years, Paula enjoyed a pretty routine life with husband, kids, and school. She frequently thought about talking with John about doing something spontaneous, something exciting. But, Paula never found the courage. She and John were married fifteen years ago. Paula was a virgin, and although John was patient with her sexually, their sex was as routine as the rest of their lives. John attempted to spice things up and sometimes asked Paula to dress sexy or to go braless, but Paula was self-conscious about her body. At five feet five inches tall and 120 pounds, at 35 years of age, Paula felt that the two children took a toll on her young body. Although John disagreed, Paula felt her 34C breasts sagged and her tummy show the results of being stretched to bear two children and her ass was not as firm as when they married. Being self-conscious about this appearance prevented Paula from being adventurous outside the bedroom. Even though Paula was a virgin when she and John met, she had progressed to making love doggy-style, which John seemed to enjoy. Paula also sucked John off occasionally, but even after 15 years, she still refused to swallow his semen.It was a collection of all these thoughts that prompted Paula to go shopping that afternoon. Now in their bedroom, Paula took the red matching bra and bikini panties she purchased and sundress out and stripped out of her jeans and sweater. Paula looked in the mirror and her naked body. She pushed her breasts upwards and rubbed her hand across her stomach and sighed, but was determined to try and be a bit sexier for John this weekend. Paula thought about shaving her privates bald, John also hinted he would like that, but she decided against it and walked over and slipped into the panties and bra. Paula looked again in the mirror. The bra pushed her 34C breasts upward making them look larger. Paula liked that and raised the sundress over her head and pulled it down. The dress fell just above her knees and two thin straps held up the scoop neck. Paula frowned as she looked in the mirror and saw the tops of her breasts exposed."This will never do," Paula thought and turned to find some shoes.Les knocked twice and heard no one so he entered the house to find John. Les was about 50 years old and he and John were good friends, "drinking buddies" from the pub. John was to meet him at the house so the two could go out together. Les was a large man, over 6 feet and 200 pounds. Even though they had known each other for five years, Les never met John at the house before. He hoped John's wife, Paula was home. When John would bring Paula to the pub, Les always drooled at the prospect of having his way with her. He even mentioned to John once that he though Paula was a real looker. Les walked quietly through the house searching for John when he heard footprints upstairs.Les walked quietly up the stairs and saw the bedroom door partially opened. He pushed it aside and saw Paula in the bright red sundress, bent at the waist, looking into the closet."Man, what an ass," Les thought and he decided he would have her right now.Paula was looking for the right shoes in the closet when she felt as if someone was watching her. Paula quickly turned around to see the man standing in her bedroom door."What the hell are you doing in here and who are you," Paula screamed.Les thought carefully and decided he had to have this woman."I am a friend of John's but he won't be here for a while so why do you and I have some fun?" Les replied."What are you saying, get out of here!," Paula yelled at the man. She was frightened now. The man was huge and could easily over-power her. Paula tried to put on her best stern face as she ordered Les to leave."I don't think so, you look fine in that red dress," Les commented and pushed the bedroom door closed and started walking toward Paula.Paula continued to yell at the man to get out of her house. She threatened that John would be home soon but the large man continued to come toward her. When Paula realized he was not going to stop, she tried to run past him. Les reached out with his meaty hands and grabbed at handful of Paula's long, shoulder length, blonde hair and jerked her into his arms. Paula started to scream with Les clamped his large hand over her nose and mouth. Paula struggled and tried to break free but Les was too strong for her. In addition, the way his hand was over her nose and mouth, Paula could not breathe. Finally she stopped struggling."I'm not going to hurt you if you do as I say," Les instructed, "I just want to sample that pretty ass of yours."With those words, Paula tensed as she felt fingers creeping up the inside of her thighs pushing the hem of her sundress upward."Do you understand? Nod your head and I will take my hand away," Les ordered.Paula looked down and her sundress was pushed up to the top of her thigh and Les' hand was between her legs just inches from her privates. Paula was terrified and nodded she would cooperate. Les released his hand and spun Paula around onto the bed in a sitting position."What are you going to do?" Paula asked hesitantly."I'm not going to do anything, you're going to do it, strip out of that dress and do it slowly or else." Les ordered.Inside Les was trying not to laugh at the frightened woman. He was not going to harm her at all. After all, Paula was John's wife. He just wanted to scare her into allowing him to fuck her. Les pulled the chair from Paula's dressing table over in front of Paula and sat down, waiting for the show.Paula could not believe what was happening. She begged Les and reminded him that John would be home any minute. Les was growing inpatient at the stalling and stood up and started toward Paula."Okay, okay," Paula muttered afraid that Les would hurt her or worse she reached for the hem of her dress. "Why do you want to see a 35 year old mother naked?" Paula asked as she pulled the dress over her head and threw it onto the floor."I don't just want to see you naked," Les told her, "now take off the rest."Paula turned around and bit her lower lip trying to fight back the tears. No one except John ever saw her naked and now this stranger was going to force her to strip herself. Paula tried to decide which she would be less embarrassed to expose first and decided on her panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband with her back still to Les. Slowly, Paula pulled her panties down bending at the waist as she pushed them to her ankles."What an ass, not bad for a Mother of two," Les commented, "leave the panties around your ankles and get out of that bra."Paula reached behind herself and unclasped the new bra and let it fall to the floor. Instinctively Paula covered her breasts with her hands even though she still was turned with her back to Les."Turn around, I can't see anything," Les ordered.Paula started to step out of her panties and Les shouted for her to leave them around her ankles. Slowly, Paula started to turn around, hands still hiding her 34C breasts flat against her chest. Finally, Paula was facing Les. She could see the bulge behind his zipper where he was sitting in the chair. Thoughts of being raped raced through Paula's mind. No one but John ever had sex with her. As she stared at Les' crotch Paula realized that he was not only a big man, but also his cock was much larger that John's six inches. Les took note of where Paula was staring and inside knew she was curious."Your cunt is too hairy, we'll have to shave it later," Les said, "now lower your fuckin' hands and let me see your tits."Paula was appalled. No one talked to her like she was common. The vulgar words stung her ears and she shook her head "no.""No, this is as far as I go," Paula yelled trying to act tough.Les got up from the chair and walked directly up to Paula, grabbed her arms at the wrist and jerked them down to her side exposing her breasts. Paula tried to free herself, but Les was too strong."If you disobey me again, I'll have to punish you," Les told her and stepped away releasing Paula.Paula immediately put her hands back over her breasts and started to run toward the door. She forgot about the panties bunched around her ankles. Paula never got more than two steps before she fell flat onto her front side. Before she could get to her feet, Les grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled Paula to her feet. Paula took hold of his hand and screamed as he threw her across the bed. Before Paula could recover, Les yanked his belt off and brought it down hard across Paula's ass."Owwww," Paula yelled and put her hands over her ass.Les rained down five consecutive blows across Paula's lower back, the backs of her thighs, and her ass. Paula was soon begged Les to stop."Now, get up on your knees and spread your legs if you don't want more," Les yelled short of breathe from the whipping he delivered.Paula was sobbing as she got on her hands and knees on the bed. She tried to spread her legs, but the damn panties prevented her from getting them to far apart. She started to remove them again, but Les ordered Paula to leave them. Paula looked over at the mirror on the wall she used earlier to see how she looked in the new sundress and couldn't pull her eyes from the sight. Paula saw herself on her hands and knees, red panties wadded around her ankles, her breasts hanging down from her body and red welts across her ass. In the mirror Paula could see Les removing his pants and underwear. Paula saw his tool spring straight out. She knew now he intended to rape her. As she saw his erect cock Paula realized it was twice as big as John's and her humiliation turned to fear and she felt Les' hand on her back."What are you doing? Paula pleaded as Les pushed her head down into the bed along with her shoulders."You're going to help me," Les informed Paula. "Reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart for me to fuck you."Paula pleaded and begged for Les to stop, not to go through with it. She felt the weight on the bed and increased her pleading. Paula let out a scream with she felt the tongue between her cunt lips."Please don't, stop, please," Paula pleaded as she tried to reach back and push his head away.Les stuck his tongue between Paula's cunt lips and started to taste her sweetness. He ran his tongue up and down her dry hole trying to bring the moisture. Paula's pleads were softening as Les found her clit and started swirling his tongue around it. Les felt a sense of satisfaction as he felt the nub growing larger in response to the stimulation. Paula buried her face into the pillow. As she felt the moisture grow in her cunt, Paula could not believe her body was betraying her. Paula felt the bed moving again and then fingers grabbing her cunt lips and pulling them wide apart. Then Les stuck his tongue deep inside her cunt. Les was tongue fucking her while alternating licking her clit. Her respirations increased along with her heart rate. She felt her body responding and was sickened by the thought of someone else fucking her besides John. She started to beg Les to stop again is she felt her juices flowing freely now down the inside of her thighs."I think you're ready now," Les observed.The tongue fucking stopped and Paula breathed a sign of relief. She could not believe she almost experienced an orgasm. Paula reminded herself that Les was raping her. Suddenly she heard a loud "whack" and felt the pain in her ass."Now, reach back and pull your ass cheeks apart like I said," Les ordered, "or I'll use the belt again."Paula started sobbing again and as if a robot reached behind herself and took her buttocks in each hand and pulled them in opposite directions. Paula sucked in quickly as she felt the cool air hit her exposed cunt and ass. She braced herself when she felt the head of Les' cock at her vaginal opening. Without warning or concerned for her, Les drove his cock into Paula's cunt until his balls slapped against her. Paula yelped and released her ass closing her cunt around the huge rod. She grabbed the pillow with her hands and squeezed with all her might trying not to scream out. Paula's cunt felt like it was splitting open as she tried to accommodate the oversized dick. Les waited. The warm, wet walls of Paula's cunt felt so good wrapped around his dick. "This is better than I thought," Les mused to himself and slowly pulled almost his entire dick out of Paula's cunt before slamming it back in.Les started to quicken his pace. Ramming his cock in and out of Paula's cunt with a fury. The tongue fucking he had given her left Paula's cunt slick with her own juices. Paula grunted with the weight of Les' body slamming into her. Her knuckles were white where she grasped the pillow so tightly. Paula tried to shut out the sound of Les grunting and the slurping, wet sounds of his cock now easily sliding in and out of her widened cunt. Les slowed the pace a little, pulling his cock almost all the way out and then slowly sliding it all the back in. He reached around underneath Paula with his free hand and found Paula now rock-hard clit. Les took Paula's clit between his thumb and forefinger and slowly rolled it around and around.Paula felt the sparks course through her body when Les started massaging her clit. The discomfort in her cunt was giving away to pleasure and the constant attention to her clit was more than Paula could bear. As she approached orgasm Paula kept telling herself that she was being raped and she could have an orgasm. "This is RAPE!" Paula screamed as the orgasm shot through her body causing her to rock her hips back to meet Les' thrust.Les felt Paula's cunt walls tighten against his rod and purposely quickened his pace while he pinched hard on her clit. Paula threw her head up and moaned, eyes closed as the orgasm crescendo over and over again. She thought she was going to explode or go insane if Les did not stop."Please, please, I can't stand it, please stop," Paula begged.Les was waiting for that request. He quickly removed his cock from Paula's cunt and she collapsed onto the bed.John arrived home late and wondered where Les was at. He thought he would be waiting for him. As John entered the living room he heard Paula moaning upstairs. John knew Paula did not masturbate, but it sure sounded as if she was having sex. John slowly walked upstairs and could hear the obvious sound of two people fucking coming from their bedroom. John stood outside the door and slowly pushed it open, just a crack. He looked in fascination at his wife lying on the bed, body twitching, and Les kneeling between her legs. John saw the red panties around Paula's ankles and the sundress and bra on the floor. He started to enter the room and demand an explanation when Les took Paula's hips and pulled her upward so that Paula's ass stuck high in the air. John waited and watched fascinated as Les inserted three fingers into Paula's cunt. Paula moaned but offered no resistance. John felt his cock jump to life at the site of his wife splayed lewdly across the bed with Les' cock pointing straight at her ass. Finally John heard Paula begging."No more, please, no more," Paula said weakly.Les smeared her juices into her ass. Paula was spent from her orgasm and she never even considered what Les was preparing her for. Les lined his cock up at the entrance to Paula's tight asshole. He placed his hands on her hips to hold her in place and started pushing. Paula jumped and twisted trying to escape the sudden pain she felt in her ass. When she realized what Les was doing, Paula started to protest loudly. Watching from the door, John now knew that Paula was not a willing participant. He would have stopped Les, but his cock was hard and he wanted to fuck her himself so he waited.Les pushed his hips forward trying to force his cock passed the tight ring of Paula's asshole. He held Paula tightly and thrust forward and about one inch slipped into her ass. Now Paula started to twist and fight more than she ever had before."No, you're hurting me, you're to big, not there, please," Paula pleaded and tried to twist away.Les and Paula jerked their heads toward the door simultaneously as John came into the room."Please help me, please," Paula pleaded with John."Hey, John, she wanted it," Les tried to explain, not removing the one inch of cock from her ass."Save it," John said to Les, "I'll help you.""What?" Paula screamed as John removed his pants and underwear and got at the head of their bed. John took a handful of Paula's hair and yanked her head back. Paula's scream was cut short as John shoved his cock into her mouth and down her throat. Paula had never deep-throated John and tried to push him away from her head. Just then, Les, with a wide grin, shoved two more inches into Paula's ass. Paula stopped fighting John and turned her attention back to Les. Paula tried to get her hands around her ass and push Les away. The pain was incredible, worse than in her cunt. Paula was trying to concentrate on breathing with John's dick in her mouth and deal with the searing pain in her ass. Just when Paula thought she could not take anymore, John reached under her chest and seized her tits in his hands and started squeezing. Les waited, felt Paula relax her ass in response to John's attention, and he shoved hard driving the reminder of his dick into her ass. Paula's asshole looked like a thin rubber band encircling Les' cock. Les looked at John who was smiling. Les nodded and he and John started a rhythm. John pulled his cock slightly out of Paula's mouth and when he pushed it back in Les pulled partially out of her ass. While John fucked Paula's mouth, his hands milked at her tits, pulling them downward and then pinching her nipples. Les ran his hand back under Paula and resumed his attention to her clit.Paula was being assaulted in so many ways she could keep track. She was confused at John's behavior and yet, she was strangely excited at the thought of being fucked by two men. As Les fucked her ass, Paula tried to relax. Paula decided that if she could get both men to cum, her ordeal would be over. She knew John would not cum in her mouth so she started to use her tongue to tease and tantalize his cock as he face-fucked her. Between those actions, Paula squeezed her asshole together tightening her colon around Les' cock. John and Les quickened their pace in response to Paula seemingly willing participating.While Paula concentrated on the two men, the attention to her breasts and clit was having the desired affect. Never in her life had Paula experienced two orgasms, so she was shocked that she felt the tinges beginning. Paula started rocking her hips backwards as the pain in her ass turned to a weird, dirty pleasure. Paula continued to lap at John's cock and felt it growing. She knew he was going to pull it out any minute. But instead, John pulled her head into his groin and Paula felt the first squirt of cum hit the back of her throat. She tried to pull her head away while spitting out the salty fluid, but without success as another blob hit her throat again."Swallow it!" John yelled and held her tightly against him.Paula held the cum in her mouth refusing the swallow. Suddenly, she felt Les' dick growing in her ass. Les quickened his pace, tensed, and Paula felt the warmth of his seed bathing the walls of her colon. As Les pumped his cock dry in her ass he continued to massage her clit. John held her head tightly against her groin and with one hand started to pinch her nipples again. Paula gulped and swallowed John's cum just as she burst with a second orgasm. Paula was now lost in pleasure and forgot about Les and John was she sucked hard on John's limp dick still in her mouth and fucked backwards onto Les' shrinking dick.Both men pulled free from Paula and her orgasm continued. Paula laid on the bed moaning as the sparks of her orgasm traveled through every cell of her body. Les pulled on his pants and apologized to John. John told him he always wanted Paula to do something like that but never thought she would. John was glad Les forced Paula to submit. The two men shook hands and started out of the room.Paula's orgasm was just subsiding as the two men walked out of the bedroom. They left her with a nice afterglow from two massive orgasms. She was covered in sweat, lying on her stomach, on the bed with a pair of red panties around her ankles. John glanced back and could see the cum leaking out of his wife's ass and down onto the bed. He smiled at Paula knowing that things for them would never be the same. Paula watched the two men leave and she knew she was glad Les found her alone at home.ENDIF YOU ENJOYED THIS STORY AND WANT MORE, GO TO MY WEBSITE /~Kristen/mercy/open.htm PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR COMMENTS AND STORYLINE REQUEST TO [email protected]~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 23
unusualtreatment.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/unusualtreatment.txt	Author's Note: I used to post erotic stories under a different pseudonym long ago, but it's been some time now. They also tended to be slightly more story-based rather than as sex-focused as this one is. Nevertheless, if you can manage to guess the pseudonym I once posted under, I'd be surprised. Since it's been so long, I've assumed the pen name of The Twisted Carnival to start fresh, and I decided to post one of the stories I wrote during the long period in between but had kept unread until now. It's based in part on a story I myself read awhile back that I really enjoyed, that I decided to take a slice of the idea of and completely remake in to my own imaginings. The characters are fully my own. Whether or not I post more stories, and how often I post them, is completely up in the air at this point. If you want to see more stories posted by me, you can reach me at [email protected] to offer any feedback you may have. If I get enough, I'll be hard pressed not to continue posting. But I do ask that you put the name of the story into the subject of the e-mail you send so I don't confuse it for spam and accidentally delete it. Anyways, thanks for reading, and enjoy.***Chris Rawlins was a thirty-one year old gynecologist. He was also a blackmailer and a rapist, but really that was just a technicality. After all, he'd never been arrested, much less convicted. He knew precisely what he'd done, but until and unless someone ever managed to prove it, he was as innocent as fresh fallen snow. Guilty was for those who got themselves caught.Chris was a sociopath. He knew that, he accepted it. He enjoyed it. He lived a life without the restrictions of morals and remorse. He saw it as an advantage. There was nothing he couldn't do, no line he couldn't cross in order to survive. In order to ensure the best possible outcome for himself, in any situation. Care and respect for his fellow man? HA! He only got one life, and with all the pleasures and luxuries the world possessed, he wasn't going to waste one second of it worrying about the feelings of others. He was going to suck the world dry of every ounce of enjoyment that he could, while he could. Chris wasn't worried about an afterlife. He didn't believe in hell. But he figured if there was a hell, that was where he wanted to go anyways. He was sure it held far more interesting people. The idea of sitting around heaven all day stagnating in some sort of peaceful bliss with angels and the religious goody two-shoes was enough to make him gag.But he wasn't stupid, not like most of the pychos cluttering prisons. He was never impulsive, and he had no intentions of being caught. After all, he intended for his life to go on for quite a while longer yet. And he wouldn't be able to enjoy that life nearly as much in prison. That wasn't to say that he didn't do things that society considered repulsive, horrifying, and most definitely illegal. He was just very careful about it, and did an excellent job of covering his tracks.For a monster, which Chris had no problems in seeing himself as, he'd been born extremely lucky. Not only had he grown to be very attractive, but extremely smart as well, along with a couple other fortunate attributes. By the time he was fifteen, he was already in college, and fucking cute coeds in their late teens and early twenties. He'd aimed to be a doctor from the start. Not out of any desire to help or heal people, but for the money. He'd known even then that he had no intentions of living his life as a poor man, and being able to throw those all-important initials in front of your name seemed the best way to guarantee a comfortable life. Oh, he could've tried to become a corporate executive, or the next big inventor or entrepreneur, and he had enough intelligence to stand a chance at making it, but there were no guarantees there. Genius and a business degree didn't guarantee you a fortune, there was still a lot of luck involved in business. And as for trying to start an invention or business from scratch, there was even more luck involved there. Plenty of brilliant people had devoted their entire lives to trying and still failed. It all depended on the changing markets, what investors you were able to find, what connections you were lucky enough to meet and form. For every success story that made millions if not billions, there were far far more failures. No, Chris had decided to go the route that offered the best guarantee of success, even if the potential earnings weren't quite as high. And that was becoming a doctor. He hadn't decided on taking up gynecology as his specialty until much later, after he'd already entered his internship.By the time Chris turned eighteen he'd already started to become sexually jaded. He was all the way there before he was even very far into his early twenties. He had only himself to blame though. When you were very attractive, very confident, and very very good at manipulation, it wasn't that hard to convince girls to do pretty much whatever you wanted them to. You broke down their taboos, painted over their morals, stared down at that giant line society had drawn in the dirt and stepped over it, dragging the girl after you into greater and greater depths of depravity. The more kinky and twisted the pleasures he enjoyed, the more twisted he wanted them to be, and the more utterly boring plain ordinary sex became. Chris never latched onto any particular perversion or fetish, he enjoyed them all. There were few kinks that he couldn't find himself getting into. He reveled in them all. Until he finally reached the point where it was the pure perversity that he enjoyed, the raw wickedness that turned him on. He could still have sex with random girls if he chose, could still get a hard-on and screw their brains out, and could achieve orgasm doing so, but it didn't really do anything for him. It might be pleasurable, but it was boring, a way to relieve himself and nothing more, nothing worth enjoying or remembering. It wasn't exciting, it didn't invigorate him, and rarely could he motivate himself to do it except when the pressure from lack of sex built up. No, he'd quickly discovered that as jaded as he'd become, he needed more. He needed the thrill of the forbidden and the obscene, the intoxicating pleasure of doing something the world at large considered unbelievably immoral, things that most people considered vile and sinful. It was better than any drink or drug. The sort of thing that was worth remembering, and reliving over and over again in his mind.The problem was, rarely did you get the chance to enjoy the truly perverse pleasures. At least, to enjoy them without drawing the cops down on you. When he'd finally chosen gynecology as his specialty, he'd already had vague notions of what he wanted that position for. Of what he could do with it, if he set it up right. He already knew that he couldn't do it with any patient connected to him directly, that would just be flat out stupid. But with the proper expertise, if he passed himself off as someone else, in a different place, the sky was the limit. And oh had he been right. Over the past half a dozen years, he'd taken a few trips like the one he was on right now, enjoying anywhere from a couple to more than half a dozen women on each one, and he hadn't been caught yet. He still occasionally enjoyed perversities of other natures, but this had become his comfort zone. He'd turned it into an art form of sorts and mastered it. And while the women he'd been with normally had almost all faded from his memory, he could remember almost every woman he'd been with this way in near crystal clear detail.He liked to choose married women, or at least those in committed relationships, it enhanced the pleasure for him. He didn't outright rape them, he hadn't committed direct forcible rape in a long time. It was too easy and also far too dangerous, much too likely to get him caught. Instead, he'd come up with a way to fuck them without them ever truly realizing it, at least the first time. A special few he brought back for more, and eventually made them completely his before leaving.The thought brought a smile to his face as he stood in the office of another gynecologist in Indiana. Chris's own practice was in Los Angeles. For his pleasure trips though he liked to choose smaller, more out of the way places. It all started with getting dirt on the targets he'd need to blackmail. First he selected a number of likely targets across the continental US. Then he made use of a very good and very discreet group of detectives, who couldn't even be said to be an agency because they worked strictly under the table and didn't always use the most legal of methods in their investigative practices. He'd never given them his name, and they'd never asked. He had a client number, and that was all. He paid them in cash, and they were quite expensive, but they provided excellent service, and they'd never let him down yet. They dug into his targets, did all the necessary research, and if there were any skeletons in the closet, they found them. That was what he needed, other gynecologists who had something they needed kept hidden, something they couldn't afford to have released to the public, with at least one nurse who could be similarly blackmailed. At that point, targets selected, he would create a fake identity, complete with ID and degree, and then move on to the next step.Having taken a vacation from his actual practice, he would head out to wherever his targets resided, proof of their darkest secrets in hand, and confront them. He gave them a very simple choice. Either they would go along with what he wanted, or he would reveal whatever they wanted kept hidden to the world. Not once yet had he ever been refused, but then given the kind of dirt he made sure he had before approaching his targets to begin with, there was no surprise there.The office Chris currently stood in belonged to a Dr. Harold Crosby. Crosby had no idea who Chris truly was, he knew only the fake identity Chris had assumed for now, and that was the way Chris wanted it. More than one doctor had gone down for what Chris had done in a given place well after Chris had already departed, which is why Chris never stayed on a trip for longer than two or three weeks. Most of Chris's... Special patients never got up the nerve to speak up, but every so often there'd be one who'd find the courage to go to the cops with a complaint months down the road after it had happened. Of course, by the time it was investigated, Chris was already long gone, with nothing whatsoever to lead back to him, not even the doctor and nurse who'd been used in his scheme.Dr. Crosby was guilty of prescribing painkillers to patients who didn't exist. His nurse was guilty of passing the prescriptions on to her boyfriend, a drug dealer who got the painkillers out on the street. They were all making quite a bit of money off of it, for now. It was extremely foolish though. It was only a matter of time until Crosby was caught. Sooner or later the drug dealing boyfriend would get arrested and would give them up, or a pharmacist would notice the number of drugs being prescribed by a certain doctor, or some accountant would notice discrepancies in records, it was always something.It was almost impossible to pull off something like that without leaving traces, which is why Chris had never done it for extra cash himself. And if Crosby had been one of those rare few who had found some way to cover the tracks of such an operation, the detectives Chris had hired never would've been able to find it all out in the first place. Sooner or later Crosby's secret was going to be exposed, but Crosby himself was too stupid to realize that. For now both doctor and nurse believed the secret could be kept safe, and they were both terrified of prison, so Chris was going to use that to his advantage while he still could. When the doctor had found out what Chris would do, he'd been horrified, the nurse had been far less so. Much more pragmatic about the whole thing, that one. Regardless though, once it had been clear that Chris not only knew what they were up to, but had evidence of their crimes that he could send to the cops, they'd both been all too quick to agree to help him in whatever ways he needed.What he'd needed from Dr. Crosby was simple. Chris would be pretending to be a colleague of Crosby's, a Dr. Frank Cash, who'd be temporarily helping with Crosby's practice. Crosby would be pretending to be overworked, and overloaded with patients. And Chris, aka Dr. Cash, would be helping him out by filling in for him with certain patients over the course of the next few weeks, until the case load settled back down.All Crosby had to do was let Chris stay in his office, pick out certain patients to examine in his stead, grant him the use of one of his exam rooms, and back Chris's story to anyone who asked, in fact going so far as to assure them that he'd known Frank Cash for a long time and that the man was one of the finest doctors he'd ever met. Simple. He never had to involve himself with what Chris actually did, and in a few weeks it would all be over. The nurse had a more direct role. She would be there for the examinations, acting to reassure the patients with her very presence that nothing untoward was going on, and she'd also need to explain something to the patients which would sound far more believable coming from her. So just yesterday he'd spent the entire day going over with her precisely what it was she'd need to say, and drilling into her head the fact that she had to remain completely cool and collected, that despite what she'd be seeing she couldn't give any sign whatsoever to the patients that anything out of the normal was going on. Only once he'd been absolutely certain that she had it all down and would be able to hold up when the time came had he been satisfied.That morning, before the practice had opened, he'd hidden a small recorder in the waiting room, capable of transmitting both video and sound. Chris was now sitting in Crosby's office as the good doctor went about treating his regular patients. On the desk before him was his own personal laptop, receiving two sets of signals. One from the waiting room, the other from three different recorders he'd hidden in a particular exam room that he'd ordered Crosby to leave empty for his sole usage. Right now he was just watching the waiting room as the patients entered and exited. He could be a patient man when he needed to be, and sometimes it could take a couple days before he'd spot a likely target. There was no point in rushing things out of raw excitement and picking a target that didn't meet his standards. He knew he'd enjoy things much more if he just waited for the perfect one to come along.It was nearing the end of the day when he finally spotted a likely target. Blonde, rather pretty face in a girl-next-door sort of way, yet with body language that spoke to a bit of insecurity. Chris watched as the woman seated herself in the waiting room, studied her. Right away he noticed the ring on her left hand. She was either engaged or married, good. She had light green eyes, a cute nose, well-shaped features. All-in-all her face gave off a vague air of innocence, a sort of sweetness that definitely enhanced the girl-next-door vibe. Her clothes weren't very revealing, but from what he could see she didn't have a bad body either. And from the way she held herself in the chair, the faint nervousness she showed in her movements, the way she looked at and reacted to those few others in the waiting room, told him a lot about her personality. He wouldn't know with certainty until he had her in the exam room, but she was the perfect candidate.Reaching over to the side of the desk he pressed a button on another device he'd set there earlier. Linda Braden, the nurse he'd roped into this scheme, was carrying a short-range receiver that would beep in response. It was a way to page her without leaving any sorts of phone records.It took a little over a minute, but finally the office door opened and the nurse slipped in. Mrs. Braden was a very attractive woman in her early thirties, but in a far more sultry way from the target he'd just selected. Linda had dark hair, smoky grey eyes, and features which almost always drew your eyes to her full sensual lips. Around 5'6", with easily D cup breasts, under different circumstances she might've made an interesting target herself. But he had someone else in mind at the moment. Beckoning the nurse around to his side of the desk, he pointed the blonde woman out to her on the computer screen."I want you to take that woman through the usual procedures, get her into my exam room, inform Dr. Crosby that I'll be taking over this woman's case, and then bring me her chart," he told Linda in a smooth, even voice."Yes sir. Doctor," she corrected herself, her expression betraying nothing as she gave a short nod before turning and leaving the room.Turning his attention back to the laptop, Chris switched the video from the waiting room over to the exam room. He didn't have to wait very long before the nurse led the woman into the room. He watched her take her blood pressure, listened as she asked a few routine questions and surprisingly a few non-routine ones, and all the while he studied the woman, her reactions, and her body language. Everything he saw pointed toward her being a viable candidate, and the more it was confirmed in his mind, the more excited he found himself getting. Enough that he had to focus on taking long deep breaths for a moment, forcing himself to calm. He had to stay in complete control, had to retain his professional expression and demeanor. His cue wasn't far off, and he needed to be completely composed for his first impression on the woman.He'd just finished regaining complete composure when he saw Linda point the woman to an exam gown in the corner and then excuse herself from the room. Chris almost felt like he had ice water in his veins as he watched the woman begin to undress, which was how it should be. That icy feeling running through him was a part of his control, and helped him manage himself until the time was right. It allowed him to survey the woman with an almost mechanical detachment, without letting hormones start to build up and interfere with his thinking.And as the woman slipped out of her clothes, Chris found that she did have a very nice body. She was perhaps 5'7", but slim, with firm breasts that he'd have guessed were around a C cup, capped by delicious-looking rosy pink nipples. She had no pubic hair, she either shaved or waxed it entirely. And she had a firm ass as well, which told him she exercised enough to keep it that way.Linda came back into the office while Chris was watching the blonde woman undress, and he just held up a finger to indicate that the nurse should wait, continuing to watch with a critical eye until the woman had slipped completely into the exam gown. Only then did he finally turn his attention to Linda and beckon her over. The nurse approached and held out the chart to him, which he took and quickly flipped through.Mary Vaille, twenty-six years old. Married for over three years, no children as of yet. She'd had a clean bill of health in the past, and was in today for a regular run-of-the-mill exam. Chris looked over the chart carefully, nodded to himself, and finally turned his attention to Linda. "I noticed you tossed in a little small talk with the patient along with the usual questions. You know her?" he queried."Only through the job, I've usually been the nurse to handle her since she started coming here over five years ago. I've always added the small talk to try to help her feel a little more comfortable. She's always seemed to appreciate the friendliness, and she seems to think a little more highly of me for it," Linda answered. She was telling the truth, Chris had picked up on enough of her signals the day before to tell."Excellent, then she should trust you all the more for it. That only helps things. Now, you still remember what you need to say and do, every detail?" Chris asked, meeting her eyes with a cold, intense gaze."I remember. I won't screw up," Linda replied, her expression neutral. She met his gaze head on for several seconds, but finally averted her eyes. He believed the assessment he'd made of her yesterday was accurate. She was either emotionally numb, or a bit of a socio herself. She may or may not have moral objections to what she'd be helping him do, but if she did they weren't strong enough to make her feel repulsed by it or guilty about it. She'd simply accepted it, far better and far easier than Crosby had. In truth, Chris thought she was probably emotionally submissive and dependent. She needed to latch on to others, needed to follow someone else's lead. It would explain her lousy choice in a boyfriend, and her going along with Crosby's foolishness even though she otherwise seemed like a fairly smart woman. It would also explain her easy acceptance of her role in Chris's scheme. He projected strength, confidence, and she followed it. Even if he hadn't had evidence of her being part of a felony, he might've been able to convince her to go along with his scheme despite. Yes, she definitely would've made an interesting target under different circumstances."Good, because you know what will happen if you do," Chris told her with a casual smile, before reaching out and hitting a few bottoms on the keyboard of his laptop. A symbol quickly appeared in the corner of the screen, confirming to him that the video feeds from the exam room were now recording, and would capture everything that happened for his reviewing pleasure later. Only then did he finally rise from his chair, adding "Let's go introduce Mrs. Vaille to her new doctor."As they exited the office, Chris schooled his expression into precisely what he wanted it to be. Bored yet friendly, as if he was a nice guy in the middle of a routine he'd been through thousands of times before. First impressions were key in situations like this. The woman was already probably slightly uncomfortable from the thought of the traditional exam, his appearance and manner had to make her more comfortable, not less. He was a new doctor, an unknown, he had to put her at ease, make her relax and place in him the usual trust that went with his position and authority. If his manner put her ill at ease, or made her mistrust him, thing became much much more difficult.They walked to the exam room together, and Chris gestured for Linda to enter first. The sight of the nurse would offer comfort, reassurance. Taking a deep breath as the nurse walked in and making certain one last time that his expression was where he wanted, only then did he follow her through the door.Mary Vaille's eyes were fixed on him, and he knew what she saw. A Caucasian man that, though just over thirty, was still often confused for being in his mid to late twenties. He stood around 5'10", with medium-length dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes. His eyes were probably his best feature, "innocent yet alluring" he'd had one girl describe them once. He'd also had quite a few girls tell him he had the most beautiful eyes they'd ever seen. If eyes were truly windows to the soul, than monsters must be beautiful things, because his eyes showed nothing of the dark mind that lurked beneath the surface. Chris had a fit body, although the blue scrubs he was wearing didn't show it off much. His features were finely sculpted, not rough in the slightest. In fact, he'd heard them described as pretty more often than handsome, and they gave him a very attractive but vaguely androgynous look. That actually helped him a great deal in what he did, because while not all girls were into that particular type of look, they almost universally found it non-threatening. Had he looked like a bad boy, however attractive he might've been, they would've been far less likely to relax and trust him in the very short time they'd be around him in this kind of atmosphere. Instead, he appeared harmless. He'd even had a few patients assume he was gay. That made them relax far more easily, made them much less likely to grow suspicious later. In fact, as she looked at him, Mary's expression showed confusion, but not an increase in nervousness. Good."Mrs. Vaille, hi. I'm Dr. Frank Cash," he told the woman, offering a friendly smile, keeping his expression fixed. He couldn't seem to be trying too hard, it had to seem like he was just treating one more patient in a sea of others."Uhm, hi," she responded, still looking confused but not nervous. "Where's Dr. Crosby?""Unfortunately, because of a few complications his patients have had lately, Dr. Crosby's case load has gotten backed up. I'm a colleague of his that he asked to come in and help him with it until things got settled. If you like, I'm more than capable of taking care of your exam in his stead. Or, if you're uncomfortable having another doctor perform it, you're free to reschedule your appointment instead, but it could be a few weeks to a month before Dr. Crosby is able to see you himself," Chris explained in a calm, steady voice.It was important that he offered the woman that choice. They couldn't feel pressured to let him perform the exam, like they were being forced into the use of a strange doctor. That was almost certain to put them in a bad state of mind. Instead, he gave them the sense that it was their decision. That they were free to leave, and that they chose for themselves to go through with the exam. It also showed him an important aspect of their personality, because if they didn't choose to let him do the exam, then odds were they were too suspicious and uncomfortable about using a different doctor to have made workable targets after all. It could be said that this was the first of a few tests that helped him decide for certain that a target was the right one for his special attentions. If a woman failed this test, she got to reschedule as he'd said. If she failed any of the later tests, he concluded the usual exam and then just let her go without moving on to the far more interesting part. He needed women that fit one of a number of very specific mental profiles, because if there was a problem, he couldn't afford it being until after his pleasure trip had concluded and he was already gone.He saw her mulling it over for several seconds, saw her studying his features as she considered. He knew what was running through her head. She'd already worked her schedule around to come here today, had already gotten nervous about having to go through the exam. She'd already come here and waited. Did she really want to put it off and have to do it all over again when she could get through it now if she just trusted in the cute young doctor? "Alright, Dr. Cash, I guess for today, you're my doctor," she finally answered."Great, let's get started then," Chris replied, offering her another smile and maintaining the same bored friendly expression. Over the next several minutes he asked her several more routine questions and ran the boring initial basics of the exam in a methodical professional manner. The entire time he studied her responses. She took direction well, acting quickly and without hesitation, a very good sign. She seemed to relax a bit as it went on, seemed to warm up a little around him, another very good sign.Then came the time for breast exam. She seemed a little nervous, but from what he read from her eyes and expression, it was much more likely to be because he was attractive, which Dr. Crosby was not, than because she was uncomfortable with him. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself as he had her open her gown to expose both her breasts, and he had to resist the urge to use the same calming method. Instead he just narrowed his eyes a little and focused, once more working on getting his blood to act more like ice water as he reached in and his fingers came in contact with the soft flesh of the woman's right breast. He had to give the woman one thing, she had fantastic tits. Decent size, great shape, and nice perky responsive nipples. The edge of his finger only barely brushed against her nipple and he could feel it stiffen a little even from that much contact.This was where the second test came in, and everything so far had indicated he should go ahead with it. He knew how to conduct a proper purely professional breast exam, but instead he went just a little farther. Letting his fingers slide over the skin of her breast just a bit more than necessary, letting his hand come in contact with her nipple a bit more than it probably should. Not enough so that it was clearly deliberate, after all he didn't want it to be obvious by any means, he did it just enough so that there would still be a clear question in her mind whether or not it was accidental, while still getting a bit more of a feel of her breast than a normal doctor would during the exam. And that was the test, if she raised a complaint even though the prolonged contact might be accidental, the test was failed, as she proved herself to be too likely to be a problem.If she kept quiet and simply accepted the contact, she passed. And Mary Vaille passed with flying colors, not only did she not raise an objection, but by the time he was done with her right breast her nipple was as stiff as if it had just had ice rubbed over it, and she was ever so slightly flushed. She definitely found him attractive, alright. And not only that, but she was able to enjoy the contact despite the situation. Definitely a great sign. He repeated the process on her left breast, again using just a bit more contact than was professional, but keeping the friendly but bored expression on his face the entire time. He barely had to touch her left nipple before it was completely hard, and her flush deepened a little as his fingers slid lightly and deftly over the soft skin of her breast. By the time he had her close the top of the gown, he had to repress a smile of a far more predatory sort. He was almost certain this target would pan out."No lumps, no abnormalities. Everything seems normal so far," he told her as he pulled back. "Alright, please lie down and put your feet in the stirrups."Turning to the nurse, he gestured for Linda to bring a tray that was sitting in the corner of the room over. Then turning back, he grabbed a nearby stool and pulled it over to the foot of the table as Mary complied with his request, guiding her feet into the stirrups and in so doing exposing the bare pussy underneath her gown to him. The stirrups were positioned a bit higher over the table than usual, but not so much that the patient was likely to notice. However, it did cause the positioning of the exam gown to block even more of her view of what was going on between her legs than usual, which would be important later. Linda pulled the tray over beside the stool, her face still carefully neutral, and with a nod of acknowledgement he motioned her back to her earlier spot.Reaching into a box on the tray's second shelf, he pulled out a pair of latex gloves and began slipping them on. Now would come the final test. Glancing at Mary's face over the gown between her feet, he found she still looked a little nervous, and he gave her a reassuring smile. "Ready?" he asked, waiting for her nod before he picked up the tube of lubricant from the top of the tray, squirted some onto his gloves, and then carefully reached in.Once more he went just a bit outside the norm, as he examined her vulva, clit, and the hot gash between with gloved fingers. Again he was very familiar with how to do a proper exam, but again he used just a bit more contact than necessary. He let his fingers rub against the lips of her cunt just a bit more than he should, let his fingers stroke her clit just a little as he examined it. Again just enough that it could still be mistaken for an accident, and again with the express purpose of seeing whether she raised a complaint or not. Not only did she not say a word, but her clit stiffened a little with the stroking. Repressing another smile, he positioned the tip of his gloved index finger at the entrance to her pussy and gently pressed inwards, just watching as his finger quickly vanished into the married woman, feeling her warm tunnel enveloping more and more of his finger through the latex, until it was finally inside her to the third knuckle. She was decently tight, not extremely tight, but enough to tell him that her husband's cock was probably only average in terms of thickness. Carefully he rotated his finger, feeling along the inner walls of her vagina. Then, to complete the test, he slid his finger just a little bit in and out of her pussy a few times, glancing up at her face as he did so. Her eyes were closed and she was taking deep breaths again, but she didn't say a word. She definitely passed.Now came the part that didn't help the mood much, but was necessary for the deception to come. Placing a worried look on his face, which Mary should be able to plainly read when she eventually looked, he reached over and got the speculum from the nearby tray. He did that particular part of the exam, including the cervical swab, in a purely professional manner. However, he made sure to take note of the placement of her cervix and the depth of the vaginal channel. While it wasn't nearly as deep as it would be when she was fully aroused, nor how deep it could become with a proper pounding, Chris had become very adept over time at judging just how much a woman would likely be able to handle, and just how much they wouldn't. It was the final determining factor, and there'd been a number of women he'd ruled out because he felt they wouldn't be able to handle the special examination. However, Mary was just deep enough that he figured once she was properly aroused, she'd be able to handle it, with some work. The entire time he kept that worried expression on his face, and by the time he withdrew the speculum and turned his eyes back to her face, he could see her watching him with a worried look on her face as well."Is something wrong?" she asked him before he'd even had a chance to say anything.Chris placed the speculum back on the tray, making it seem for a few seconds as if he was considering his words as he slipped his gloves off. "I think you may have developed a condition called varcotropathartic mellozocranthynocysm," he told her, a lie. There was no such condition, but it had a complex name, which was important. In the day and age of the internet, if you told someone they had a strange disease, they'd be looking up everything they could about it before the end of the day. He'd come up with the name because by the time the women he dealt with got home, most of them couldn't remember precisely how it was pronounced, and those who could remember would be confused about how precisely it was spelled. And the beauty of it was, even if they did remember the proper pronunciation and guessed right at the spelling, most of them would still assume they'd gotten the spelling wrong when they couldn't find anything, even after trying multiple spelling variations. And if any of them ever did figure out the condition didn't exist, odds were it wouldn't be until they spoke with another doctor and asked them about it, well after he was already long gone."I've never heard of that. Is it bad?" Mary asked, her worry clear in her voice."It was discovered less than a year ago. It's caused by some new bacterial mutations. You see, these bacteria lodge themselves within the vaginal wall and over time begin to cause complications with the surrounding tissue and immune system, which can lead to some really bad infections and a host of other medical problems. Nothing life-threatening though. "You're lucky that if it does prove to be this condition, we've caught it at a very early stage and it's easily treatable. The complications can take weeks, even months to begin to occur, and it's only once they have that it becomes much more difficult to treat," he informed her. That should about do it, he needed it to sound important, but he didn't want her outright panicked. "Unfortunately," he added, "Testing for it is still in its infancy."That was enough to concern her. "But you can test for it, right, doctor?" she asked, sounding even more worried."Well, we currently have two working methods of testing. The first involves taking just a few skin cells from the inner walls of the vagina, a harmless process I assure you, and then sending them off to a lab for analysis. Unfortunately, it can often take a month to six weeks before you get results, by which time the bacteria could've already begun causing complications, which would make treatment far more difficult. The other method of testing uses a device that was developed only recently. With its help, I can do an extensive examination and have results in less than an hour. "If it turns out you do have the condition in its early stage, I can give you some medication that'll clear it up and have you cured within a few days. However, the device and the exam are a little invasive, and some women can find it uncomfortable, embarrassing, and even a little painful," he explained to her."And I don't suppose you could just give me the medication without the exam?" she asked, smiling wryly to try to cover up her nervousness."Unfortunately no. Legally I can't prescribe you drugs for a condition that I'm not certain you have. That's why we're required to test for it first," he replied evenly.She nodded, as if she'd expected as much. She seemed to be trying to build up her courage. "Alright, I guess I'll do the exam. What exactly does it involve?" she finally asked, still clearly nervous."Great. You've got nothing to worry about, Mrs. Vaille. You might not even have the condition, and even if you do, like I said we'll have it cleared up in no time. I need to get the device from storage. The nurse will explain the details of the exam while I'm gone. You're going to be fine," he told her, offering her another friendly smile and reaching out to give the side of her knee a reassuring pat. She seemed a little relieved as she stared at his face, finally nodding and offering a small smile in return.Turning, he strode confidently from the room, only to hurry down the hall to the office once he'd closed the door behind him. Slipping into the office, he moved over to the desk and dropped into his chair, turning up the volume on the laptop so he could listen in on the audio feed and watch Mary's reactions while Linda went over everything.Linda had just started in on the speech that had been prepared yesterday, the audio picked it up mid-sentence. "Take anywhere from fifteen minutes to an hour," she was saying. "See, the device is inserted into the vagina, it takes bacterial readings from the vaginal canal, and it's readings get displayed every so often at the base of the device. Unfortunately it takes a varying number of readings to get definitive results, that's why the procedure can take differing amounts of time. "Also, and this is the embarrassing part, in order to take proper readings, the device requires steady friction. The response of the vaginal walls over time is how it takes its readings and determines whether the bacteria is present," Linda told her. Chris smiled a little. That was why it was so important for this speech to come from a female nurse while he was out of the room. It sounded far more believable that way. A number of his special patients would've had much greater difficulty buying it had it come from him."What do you mean by friction, exactly?" Mary asked.Linda even had the grace to blush a little, excellent. "It means that the device has to move back and forth within the vaginal canal. It's the only way to create the proper friction. I know, I know," Linda said, holding up her hands at Mary's incredulous and slightly suspicious look. "It sounds out there. But it's a serious condition. My sister's friend caught it and let it go untreated, and now she's in the hospital once or twice a month from the complications, and they still haven't gotten it fully treated. I know an exam like this can be uncomfortable, but trust me, if you can get this condition diagnosed and treated now before it starts causing you problems, then you definitely want to."Mary seemed to take Linda's words at face value, at least she gave no signs that she thought the nurse was lying to her. Instead she just looked dismayed. "And there's really no other way?""Unless you want to take a huge risk by waiting a month or more with the other method? No. But it's alright, I watched Dr. Crosby perform this exam on another patient just a couple weeks ago, and the doctors are completely professional about it. And I'll be right here the entire time," Linda told her, moving over to take Mary's hand in both of hers. "Dr. Cash was right, there's really nothing to be worried about, and it'll be over before you know it."Mary looked a little reassured, and just nodded. "I guess I've just got to bear through it and get it over with, right?"Bingo, she'd bought it. Chris couldn't help the wide grin that spread over his face. And since that was his cue, Chris quickly pulled out a nearby desk drawer and reached in, extracting the rectangular box containing the device, which he'd placed there earlier. Closing the drawer and turning the volume back down on the laptop, Chris rose to his feet and once more made his way out of the office and back down the hall. Taking a quick second to wipe the grin off his face and recompose his features into the bored but friendly expression he'd been wearing earlier, he slipped back into the exam room."I assume Linda's explained the procedure to you?" Chris asked as he strode back over to the exam table, box in hand."Yes, she did. Is that the device, can I see it?" Mary asked, looking at the box."Of course," Chris responded, walking over to a cabinet at one end of the room, lifting the top off it, and extracting the device. It was just over eleven inches long and very thick. From what he'd seen of Mary's pussy earlier, it was likely far, far bigger than her husband's cock, and probably considerably bigger than anything she'd had inside her before. The device was vaguely shaped like a cock with no balls, but designed to look as little like one as possible. It's base color was a gray metallic, which even though the texture wasn't at all metal, still made it much more closely resemble a metal column than a fleshy one. It also had streaks of other colors at key positions on its surface. As he pressed one of two buttons set into the very base of the device, caused a number of tiny lights hidden beneath the outside texture to begin blinking, so that you could see little colors flashing under the surface of the texture, even though you couldn't feel the lights themselves by touching it. The greatest collection of blinking lights were along the sides of the tip, which drew attention away from the fact that it was flared slightly, much like the head of a penis. It had no ridge, that would've been way too obvious, yet if you paid close enough attention it still vaguely felt like the head of a cock, it simply didn't look much like one. On the shaft just above the base of the device was a tiny display that now that it was turned on, showed a few rows of 0's and a couple symbols, looking very much like something waiting to receive data of some kind. While the overall phallic shape of the device couldn't be hidden, it at least made it seem as if the device itself was actually some kind of meaningful instrument. Chris often thought that no one seriously considered it to be a dildo because if it was, it would be the poorly designed dildo of the year 2500, and after all, who would waste the time making something like that so pointlessly flashy? However a dildo was almost precisely what it was, with a couple added features. The blinking lights did nothing but look flashy, and the display did nothing but show zeros when one button was pressed, and then random numbers when the other button was pressed. The most important feature was that when the other button was pressed, rather than vibrating like any rational dildo, the device instead generated warmth. Body-heat level warmth to be precise. With the specially designed outer texture thrown in, it made the device, regardless of how it looked, feel deceptively like a huge cock.Stepping over, Chris held the device out so Mary could look at it. "See, these sensors take readings from along the vaginal canal," Chris told her, gesturing to all the blinking lights up and down along the length of the device. "And every so often they display their readings here," he went on, pointing to the display near the base.Mary's eyes widened at the sight of the device. "That thing's huge!" she exclaimed in shock, not even really taking note of the phallic shape of the device in light of its size. "You really have to put that whole thing inside me?""I'm afraid so," Chris confirmed. Taking in her still worried expression, he added, "It's not too late you know. If you'd rather, we could always go with the other testing method and hope nothing goes wrong in the intervening time before I get your results."Mary studied his face. He looked as bored and professional as he could. He wanted to project the sense that he'd done this a number of times before, that it was no big deal, and that he had nothing vested in her decision, he'd be fine if she chose not to do it, he was just trying to help her. Apparently she picked up on it and it helped to settle her nerves a little, because she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before nodding. "No, I want this done today, so... Let's do it, just... Be careful, alright?" she asked.Offering a friendly smile, he nodded. She'd just basically confirmed for him that she'd never had anything near the size of the device inside her pussy before, which sent a surge of pleasure through him, although he didn't let it show. "Alright, a couple more things I should let you know then before we get started. Every couple minutes I'll be extracting the device from you fully so that I can closely study the most recent readings, and reapply lubricant when and if necessary. Don't worry about it, it's completely routine and will be done a number of times. "When the exam is completely finished, I'll let you know. Also, the device's operation generates some heat. It should cause the device to feel relatively warm, but not hot enough to be uncomfortable at all. It shouldn't happen, but if the device should start to feel hot, just let me know, alright?" Chris prompted. He knew that it wouldn't get hot, but he didn't want her thinking the device's warm temperature strange, and the show of concern never hurt.When she nodded, Chris moved back around to the foot of the exam table. Linda had moved the stool away while Chris had been showing Mary the device, and Chris moved into a standing position where he'd been sitting earlier. The table and Mary's own gown obstructed her view of most of his body except for his lower chest up, and even a decent part of the tray was hidden from her sight. Because of the position of the stirrups, her butt was already positioned right at the edge of the exam table, perfect. Pressing the device's second button so it could start warming up, Chris then reached down to the tray, grabbing the tube of lubricant and squirting a generous amount of lube onto the device. Setting the tube back down, he quickly smeared the lubricant over most of the large shaft of the device. Finally he looked up, finding Mary watching his face. "Ready?" he prompted."I guess so," she responded, her voice still betraying her nervousness."Then here we go," he said, taking a grip on the device so that his fingers circled almost all the way around the very base and left most of the shaft exposed. Guiding it in, he glanced up at Mary's face. Since she couldn't see what was going on, her expression was one of nervous anticipation, and she jumped a little when the tip of the device finally came to rest against the lips of her pussy. Her own jumpiness caused her to blush, and she turned her eyes away from him. Looking back down, Chris carefully positioned the tip of the huge device at the entrance to the married woman's hole and began to press inwards. It took a few seconds of pressure, but finally Chris saw the woman's pussy stretch open and the tip of the device vanish inside her.Mary let out a small grunt of pain as Chris pressed about an inch more of the flashy dildo into her pussy. It was clear from the way the lips of her cunt stretched tight around the invader that she'd definitely never had something that thick inside her before, but Chris knew the discomfort she was feeling now was only temporary. Soon enough she'd adjust to the thickness, and eventually to the length as well, and after that it'd be smooth sailing. Chris just continued driving the device deeper inside her, watching inch after inch of it vanish into the married woman's hole. The device had already warmed up to body temperature, which meant it must already feel to Mary as if a huge cock were sliding deep into her cunt. Her face was scrunched up a little though, and it was clear she was in some discomfort as he slid the seventh inch of the device inside her, probably already going deeper than her husband's cock ever had. He was only able to get about half an inch more inside her after that, leaving over three and a half inches of the device on the outside, but it was alright, she'd deepen soon."There, that was the toughest part, Mrs. Vaille. It should get easier from here," Chris told her with a confident but professional smile. Gritting her teeth a little, Mary nodded, her eyes suddenly fixing on his face again. Watching the attractive prettiness of his features perhaps, because as he slid the large device almost all the way out of her married cunt, and then slowly but steadily drove it back inside her, he found this time it slid in almost up to the eighth inch. Her pussy was already starting to become more aroused just as a defense mechanism to better handle the size of the object invading it, and looking at his face was probably only helping the process.Chris established a slow but steady pace of drawing the big object almost all the way out of the woman's tight hole, before pushing it smoothly back into her. The thickness of the device was such that he could see the lips of her pussy gripping it and drawing inwards a little with every stroke of the object inside her. After several such strokes the discomfort on Mary's face began to lessen a bit, and her skin started to once more become the tiniest bit flushed. Her eyes were still fixed on his face as he worked the huge object steadily in and out of her married pussy and over time he was able to go just a little bit deeper with his strokes, bit by bit slipping more and more of the device inside her. Finally on one of the inward strokes he reached in with his left hand and let his thumb ever so slightly brush against by-now very stiff clit. It was something that wouldn't be easily construed as an accident, although it could be seen as one if you were set on it, and he kept his eyes fixed on Mary for a reaction. The woman emitted a soft gasp, and a split second of guilt entered her features, probably a thought of her husband, but her eyes remained fixed on his face and she didn't say anything. After that, every five or six strokes of the device he would let one of the fingers of his left hand brush ever so slightly against the woman's clit, not enough contact to get her really worked up, but just enough to help her arousal along a little.By the time the first couple minutes of the supposed 'exam' had passed, he was sliding about nine inches of the very thick device in and out of her cunt. Almost all the discomfort was gone from her face, and she was becoming much more flushed as the sensation obviously turned more and more pleasurable to her. He was no longer able to keep an ice-water state of mind, and it was definitely starting to get to him, but he kept his expression carefully composed, he'd practiced for a long time to be able to do just that, no matter how he felt.Reluctantly he slid the large device all the way out of the woman's pussy, pretending to study the readings on the device for the first time, even though the numbers at its base were completely random. Finally he reached over, picked up the tube of lubricant, and squirted just a bit more over the tip of the device before setting the tube down. Quickly he smeared the lube over the device, noting as he did that from the feel and the smell there was definitely a decent amount of pussy juices along the surface to go with the lube.Hiding a smile, he quickly resumed his earlier grip on the device and guided it back in, this time only needing a second of pressure of the tip against Mary's tight hole before the huge device began to slide right back into her. There was a split second flash of discomfort on Mary's face as the object stretched her out once again, but this time the discomfort disappeared almost as soon as it had appeared, and he saw her suck in several quick shallow breaths as he worked about nine inches of the huge instrument back inside her. This time the pace he established of pumping the device deeply in and out of her was just a bit quicker than before, still not going fast by any means but not using the earlier drawn out slowness either. Every three or four strokes now he let the fingers of his other hand brush a bit more strongly against her clit. Making it more and more clear that it wasn't accidental, but Mary still didn't voice a complaint, instead she just kept staring at his face, her quick shallow breathing having become almost a pant as he worked the large thick device steadily in and out of her pussy.After another couple minutes of working the big object in and out of the woman's hole, he was sliding about ten inches of it inside her with every stroke, and whatever discomfort she'd felt at the start was clearly gone entirely, because every time he slid the device almost all the way out of her he could see her hips give the tiniest of movements as he began to slide it back inwards, as if eager to have the huge phallic instrument back inside her cunt. This time when he pulled the object all the way out of her he could've sworn he heard her emit the faintest sound of disappointment, but he pretended not to notice it. Again he studied the display at the base of the device as if the numbers there had some sort of meaning, but this time he didn't bother with the lube, there was a clear sheen of pussy juice coating the futuristic-seeming dildo along with the earlier lubricant.Guiding the object back in, it didn't require much pressure at all to slip the tip of it back into the woman's cunt and begin driving it inwards, and this time there was nothing but pleasure on Mary's face. She was still staring at his face a little, biting her lower lip a bit as he pushed ten inches of the device back into her cunt and resumed pumping it in and out, again just a little bit faster than before. Now he was letting the fingers of his left hand slide against her stiff sensitive clit for a split second every stroke or two, and it was no longer the bare brushes of before but a quick firm motion of his finger over it. He could still see occasional guilty flashes enter the woman's expression, and a couple times she glanced over at the nurse, where Linda stood with the same carefully neutral expression, as if nothing untoward was going on, and then Mary would just return to staring at his face and enjoying the exam, never saying a word. In fact, towards the end of these two minutes, he could hear faint 'mmmms' and 'uhhhs' beginning to emit from Mary's lips, she was clearly trying to hide it, and it caused her to blush deeply when it became clear he'd noticed, but still she was unable to stop herself from tiny vocalizations of her pleasure.By the end of the two minutes he'd managed to work another half inch of the device into her pussy, and was sliding a good ten and a half inches back and forth inside her, only a little over half an inch more of the device remaining outside her on every instroke. As he pulled the thick instrument all the way out of her, he could see her hips making very faint grinding motions in its absence, as if eager to have it back inside her already. Not one to deny the woman, Chris kept his pretend studying of the display at the bottom of the device to a mere ten seconds before quickly moving the device back in and beginning to slide it back into the woman's cunt, eliciting a small but grateful moan from Mary.Picking up the pace just a bit more and teasing her clit on every single stroke, it didn't take much longer before he was sliding the full eleven inches of the device deeply in and out of Mary's tight hole, all except for the very base of the device which his fingers were wrapped around. Now those fingers finally began coming into contact with Mary's cunt at the end of every instroke after the full length of the device had sank inside her. At that point he began to use his thumb along the top of the device to rub against her clit quickly before he began pulling the device back on an outstroke, freeing up his left hand entirely. Mary was still trying to hide them, but her soft moans had gotten a bit louder and more frequent, and it was clear she was getting really worked up.Now came the next part of the plan, holding his body steady so as not to give anything away and never breaking the steady pace of his right hand pumping the device in and out of Mary's cunt, he reached down with his free left hand to the bottoms of his scrubs. These had been specially designed to look completely normal but with a catch that allowed a hole in the front to be easily opened. And that's precisely what he did. With Mary's view completely obscured by the gown and table so she couldn't see what was going on, Chris quickly opened the front of his bottoms with his left hand, reaching into the hole to grasp and pull his cock out into the open air. From the excitement of what he'd been doing, Chris's cock was already rock hard, and by most people's standards, it was huge. Just over eleven inches long, and very thick. In fact, when he'd had the device he used for the exams custom made, he'd had it designed to match precisely with the proportions of his cock, in terms of both length and thickness.Looking at him, few people would've guessed Chris had a dick that size. Which was why those rare single-session patients who went to the authorities long after he was gone always just complained that they'd been molested with the device alone. Given the size of the object in question, they never even guessed at what else he might have used.The device he'd been using on Mary had gotten her nice and ready, letting her adjust to the extreme length and thickness, to the point that she was very clearly now enjoying it. The life-like feel of the device made it so that as worked up and turned on as she was, she wouldn't even notice. Pumping the full eleven inches of the big thick device deeply in and out of the woman's cunt and teasing her sensitive clit at the end of every instroke just a little bit longer, and enjoying her soft moans as he did, Chris readied himself. A quick glance to the side showed him that Linda's eyes had widened ever so slightly, but not so much that Mary would notice, and though the nurse's breathing had deepened a little she gave no other sign of what was going on.Finally Chris slid the large device fully out of Mary's pussy once more, pretending like he was studying the display but instead setting the device soundlessly on the part of the tray obscured from Mary's vision. He could see Mary's hips once more making a faint grinding motion at the air. She wanted something nice and big in her pussy again? Well, he'd give it to her. Quickly grasping the tube of lubricant and popping the top open, Chris squirted a decent amount of it onto his cock, and was quick to smear it over the long thick shaft as he set the tube back down. Then, keeping the same professional expression on his face that he had the whole time, Chris carefully cupped his balls in the lower part of his right hand while wrapping his fingers almost all the way around the very base, in the precise same grip he'd had on the device. His hand and fingers would ensure that there would always be a little bit of separation between them, so that Mary would never feel his body behind them.After that, since Chris had already been standing between Mary's legs the entire time, given the height of the exam table all he had to do was lean in. It was tough to keep the anticipation off his face as he guided his cock in, hard to keep the pleasure out of his expression as he felt the head of his big stick press against the lips of Mary's cunt, but he managed. With the routine he'd established though, he couldn't afford to stop and savor the moment and give any hint that anything unusual was going on. Instead, he quickly positioned the head of his huge cock against the entrance of Mary's pussy and began pressing inwards.The device had really stretched and prepared her nicely. It took less than a second of pressure before he felt Mary's hole stretch open and the head of his cock slide inside her, eliciting another soft moan of pleasure from Mary. Quickly he lifted his eyes back to Mary's face, watching her for any reaction as he began to drive his hips forward, feeding inch after inch of his huge cock into her married pussy. As more and more of her warm velvety tunnel enveloped his big thick shaft, Mary's only reaction was pleasure. She gave no signs of noticing that he'd made the switch, but instead just emitted a few more soft moans as he slid more and more of his large shaft deep into her wet cunt, stretching and filling her in a way her husband obviously never had. Finally the fingers he'd wrapped around the base of his shaft came to rest against the lips of her cunt, the full eleven inches of his huge cock buried to the hilt in the tight hole that had previously belonged to Mary's husband.Immediately Chris fell into the same moderate pace he'd been using for the last couple minutes of the device, drawing his very thick staff almost all the way out of Mary's slippery tunnel, until just the head remained inside her, before sliding the full length of his big cock deeply back inside her. He'd practiced for a long time, and he was able to keep his upper body completely steady despite the sudden regular movements of his lower body as he began to drive his very large dick steadily back and forth inside the married woman.The only movement she would be able to see was the motions of his upper right arm from where his hand was wrapped around the base of his cock and was moving with the pumping, but luckily those upper arm motions would look precisely the same as when he'd been pumping with the device.He listened to Mary's moans and groans, getting ever louder and more frequent despite her attempts to muffle them, as he glanced down to watch the sight of his big dick sliding deeply in and out of her velvety cunt. Just as they had with the device, he could see the lips of her pussy tightly gripping the thick shaft of his cock as he slid the full eleven inches of it all the way into her married hole, before pulling it almost all the way out only to plunge it in again, the thumb now resting along the top of his cock continuing to rub against her clit in a teasing fashion with every stroke of his big shaft inside her. The tight feel of her slippery tunnel around his hard staff was amazing. The way her pussy gripped his cock like a tight glove made it clear her husband really couldn't even be close to Chris in terms of thickness.Quick glances at Mary's face here and there were enough to confirm that she had no idea what was going on, but that she was immensely enjoying having his huge cock pumping in and out of her pussy. Glancing at Mary's left hand, which was now gripping the side of the exam table, Chris was barely able to keep a smile off his face at the sight of her wedding ring. The woman might not be technically cheating, since she didn't realize that she was being fucked, but she was still clearly loving Chris's big cock, far more than she'd probably ever been able to enjoy her husband's. The woman would go home that night, stretched out and well-pleasured by Chris's huge dick, and would feel and enjoy her husband's cock just a little less for having experienced Chris's much bigger one.Moving his left hand back in, on every outstroke Chris began letting his fingers slide over the woman's sensitive clit in quick teasing strokes, making no effort to hide it but clearly playing with the sensitive nubbing as he drew his hard rod almost all the way out of her, before moving his fingers out of the way as he sank the full length of his long thick shaft deeply back into her slippery pussy, the thumb of his right hand rubbing firmly against her clit before he began to draw his thick staff back out of her and the fingers of his left hand would return to play with her pleasure button, only to move aside again for a split second as he sank his big dick to the hilt right back inside her. Even though it was clear his playing with her clit was no accident, Mary still didn't say a word, in fact the combination of having his huge cock sawing in and out of her pussy along with her clit being teased seemed to be driving her wild.Her hips were moving slightly in time with his, at least as much as the stirrups allowed, drawing back slightly as he pulled almost all the way out of her, before pushing back towards him as he drove back into her, her pussy clearly hungry to have the whole of his thick stick sliding to the hilt inside it with every stroke. Her moans had turned into an almost contact soft whimpering deep in her throat, and it only took a few more seconds before Mary's left hand suddenly released the table and shot up to clamp over her mouth.Her whimpers turned into a muffled shriek as her tight pussy began to rhythmically convulse around the large shaft inside it, the wedding ring that was the seal of her marriage resting over her lips and helping to hold in the sounds of her pleasure as she came very hard around another man's huge dick. Chris just kept steadily driving his hips back and forth, plunging his thick rod deeply in and out of the woman's spasming cunt, enjoying the feeling and the sounds of the married woman orgasming around his cock.A quick glance to the side showed him that nurse Linda's eyes were glued to the sight of his big dick plunging in and out of Mary's pussy. Linda's face had become somewhat flushed as well, and as he watched he saw her hand twitch towards her crotch a few times, as if instinctively wanting to touch herself, before each time Linda clearly took hold and steadied her hand, but her eyes never left the sight of Chris's cock drilling in and out of Mary's wet cunt.It wasn't much longer before the strong contractions of Mary's velvety tunnel around his dick began to ease, the woman's hand falling away from her mouth and her eyes falling shut as she gasped in huge gulps of air, her chest heaving beneath the exam gown. From her reaction, Chris guessed it had probably been one of the, if not the strongest orgasm the woman had ever had.Repressing another smile, Chris drew his big cock smoothly out of the woman's pussy as she relaxed, the whole length of it absolutely drenched in her juices, especially the head as it slid free. Taking this momentary respite to control himself and help take the edge off, Chris looked downwards with the professional expression still on his face, studying his cock as if he were still holding the device and was checking the readings on its display the way he had supposedly done during the other intervals, doing what it took to maintain the illusion that it was still the instrument he'd shown her earlier that he was using on her.Finally, as the woman's breathing calmed a little, Chris just guided his cock back in. "We're getting good early readings so far, Mrs. Vaille, but it's still going to take a while yet," he told the woman as he positioned the head of his cock back against her pussy and began to push in, her tight hole quickly stretching open and inch after inch of his huge dick beginning to vanish back inside her. "I hope the device isn't too uncomfortable for you."The woman blushed a bright scarlet, and a guilty look once more entered her features. "No, uhm... It's fine, doctor. It's not... Uncomfortable at all," the woman got out in an embarrassed voice. However, the guilty look quickly vanished from her expression as the rest of Chris's very large cock sank to the hilt inside her married pussy, an involuntary moan escaping her throat as her left hand moved back to grip the side of the table again.Once more Chris began to work his long thick staff back and forth within the woman's tight hole, his hips moving just a bit faster than before. "Good, because the pure size of the device can be difficult for some women to handle, despite the length of it being necessary for proper readings. I mean, it is pretty big, don't you think?" he asked, his left hand returning to stroking her clit on every outstroke as he drove his large stick smoothly in and out of the woman's warm wet cunt."Yes, it's uhm... Very big, doctor," the woman said, still blushing strongly, her voice thick with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "But, I'm... I'm fine. It... Doesn't hurt," she got out, her words punctuated by a couple more moans as her married pussy was rhythmically stretched by his very thick shaft."Good. Very good," he commented with a friendly smile as he sawed his huge cock deeply in and out of her warm hole, enjoying the tightness of her slippery tunnel around his big dick. Her hips were beginning to respond to him again and her breathing was again coming quicker and more shallow as she clearly got back into having such a long thick object sliding in and out of her. Her eyes were fixed on his pretty face once more and for a split second he wondered how she'd react if she knew his cock was what was pumping back and forth inside her, but no, that wasn't for this exam.Streaks of Mary's pussy juices were leaking from her cunt down over her butt, and probably would've been running down her thighs if they hadn't been elevated, and her moans were once more becoming more frequent as Chris drilled his huge dick in and out of the woman's tight hole. She wasn't even making quite as much effort to muffle her moans anymore, although she was still quieting them enough that with the thick walls they wouldn't be heard in the next room. That was good, wouldn't want the other patients wondering what was going on, after all.After a couple minutes of working his thick rod back and forth inside her, he once more slid his cock smoothly out of Mary's pussy, taking delight in the frustrated whine that emitted from deep in the woman's throat when he did. Once more he looked down at his cock, pretending it was the device and he was reading numbers off its display. The married woman's tight cunt was starting to get him worked up, and he just carefully slowed his breathing, clearing his thoughts and working to calm himself. He wanted this to last as long as it could and it wouldn't do to cum too early.After about fifteen seconds he moved his hips forward again, the head of his big cock easily piercing the lips of the woman's pussy and sliding smoothly back into her slick hole. Mary let out a moan of pleasure-filled relief as the full eleven inches of Chris's huge cock sank to the hilt back inside her, before returning to near constant moans and groans as Chris resumed a steady pace of pumping his long thick shaft back and forth within her tight cunt.With his left hand he began to vary the speed and technique of his teasing of her sensitive clit, alternating between slower and quicker flicks of his fingers back and forth over it, and occasionally switching to just rolling the stiff nubbin in really quick circles instead before returning to stroking his fingers steadily over it, playing with the woman's pleasure button and finding what she responded to the most as he watched his big dick vanishing in and out of her wet hole. He could still see the lips of her married pussy clinging to the shaft of his huge cock, drawing inwards with every stroke of his large staff deep inside her.It didn't take him long to figure out which methods of toying with her clit she responded to the most, the increase pumping of her hips to try to draw his huge cock into her velvety cunt even faster with every stroke, and the even greater amount of juice seeping out from her pussy around its large invader and dripping down her ass made it clear when she was getting more worked up. By the time he pulled his thick dick out of her again, it was clear she was close to her second orgasm, and Chris enjoyed the mix of frustration and desire in her expression, the flush of her cheeks and the way her hips continued to grind at thin air, eager to have his cock back inside her. Any trace of earlier guilt was gone from the woman's face. She just wanted to cum, and she needed his cock to do it.Not wanting to frustrate the woman too badly, Chris pretended to study readings just long enough to take the edge off before guiding his cock back in and sinking the full eleven inches to the hilt right back inside the married woman's pussy in one long easy stroke. As Chris began to once more work his thick staff in and out of her and tease her clit, he spared a quick glance to the side. Nurse Linda was definitely more flushed herself, her eyes still glued to the sight of his huge dick sliding in and out of Mary's pussy. Linda was ever so slightly biting her lower lip, and her hand had snuck down to rest at her waist just above her crotch. And as he watched, the moment Mary seemed to be looking away, Linda slid her hand down to rest over the outside of her pussy through the nurse's uniform, her hips grinding against her hand for just an instant before her hand snapped back to her waist before Mary could look over and spot her. The nurse was clearly helplessly turned on by what she was seeing.The frequency and intensity of Mary's moans quickly drew Chris's attention back to her, though. The woman's eyes were closed, her head was tilting back as Chris's huge cock slid deeply in and out of her pussy. This time both of Mary's hands suddenly released the table and shot up to her mouth a bare instant before Chris felt the woman's cunt begin to rhythmically contract strongly around his big dick. Mary screamed into her hands in pleasure as a clearly giant orgasm overtook her, so loudly that for a split second Chris worried that the sound might get through the walls into the other exam rooms, but Mary clamped her hands over her mouth even harder and was able to muffle it just enough that no one outside the room was likely to hear. The woman's upper body was thrashing a bit, and once more Chris enjoyed the sight of the woman's wedding ring over her lips as he sawed his eleven-inch cock deeply in and out of her slippery pussy, stretching and filling the woman's cunt so much more than her husband ever had. The fingers of his left hand were flying back and forth over her sensitive clit at a quick pace that she'd seemed to like the most, and the strong spasms of her cunt around his large shaft were going on and on.It took almost twice as long as the first had before this orgasm finally started to fade, the contractions of her cunt around his big dick easing, although it surprised him that there was still a faint squeezing here and there. He didn't have to wonder about it long though, because not ten seconds later the woman exploded into another orgasm. From the shock mixed with pleasure on the woman's face, it was clear she'd never experienced multiple orgasms before. From the strength of the renewed contractions of her cunt around his cock, this orgasm didn't seem quite as strong as the one immediately before it, but from Mary's reaction it was still really intense. Chris just continued pumping his eleven-inch staff steadily in and out of her spasming cunt, his fingers teasing her clit all the while. He knew that there'd now be nights in the future when, while Mary was being fucked by her husband's much smaller cock, she'd think back to this examination and imagine that the huge device she believed his cock to be was filling her instead.When her second orgasm faded and Chris finally drew the full length of his thick staff out of the woman's pussy, he found he had a tough time taking the edge off. He was getting worked up himself, and he knew he wasn't going to be able to last all that much longer. For her part, Mary just collapsed against the examination table, her face having transformed into an expression of unthinking post-orgasmic bliss, as if for a brief moment Chris had temporarily fucked the woman's brains out. It was a look of complete pleased satisfaction. She seemed to just be breathing deeply and basking in the sensation, so Chris took a bit longer than usual, pretending as if he were studying readings on the device and instead just trying to work on bringing his arousal down a notch, but not doing a very good job of it. Finally, unable to bring himself to wait any longer, he leaned back in.Mary's body was completely relaxed as he guided his big cock in and began sliding the huge rod back into her warm wet pussy, her hips moving just a little as her tight hole welcomed his thick staff once more inside it. The velvety heat of her slippery tunnel around his cock immediately began do its work on him, and in response he established a much quicker pace of pumping the large stick back and forth inside her than before, beginning to truly pound her cunt with the full eleven inches of his hard staff.As his left hand returned to teasing and stroking her clit, Chris's eyes fixed on the sight of his huge cock sliding in and out of the woman's tight wet pussy. He watched the lips of her cunt gripping his thick shaft even as he felt the slick heat of her married hole envelop him over and over again. He wished that for one moment the woman's husband could see what he was seeing now. That would've made the experience even more enjoyable for Chris, being able to see the husband's tortured expression as he watched his wife being pleasured by a cock much larger than his own. Unfortunately there was no way to get away with something like that in exams like this, but the thought alone was enough to drive Chris to even new heights.By the time Chris pulled his huge dick out of Mary's pussy again, he wasn't far from the brink, and Mary's moans were definitely in volume and frequency again. This time though he could only bring himself to pretend to study readings for a few seconds before he leaned back in and plunged his thick eleven-inch rod right back to the hilt inside the woman's married cunt. Struggling to keep his expression neutral and his upper body from showing any signs of the pumping below, Chris turned his head slightly. Nurse Linda's tongue was snaking out to wet her lips here and there as she watched Chris's large cock sliding back and forth inside Mary's soaking wet pussy, and the nurse's hand was twitching towards her pussy every other second, it seemed to be all the nurse could do to keep herself from slipping her hand into her uniform and masturbating right there on the spot as she watched. In fact, when Chris suddenly spoke it startled the nurse so much she practically jumped. "Linda, I'm going to want to take a specimen sample too, just to be sure. Could you get a container for me?" he asked, having to work to keep his voice composed. With a quick nod, she turned and moved towards a cabinet across the room.Chris's fingers were flying over Mary's clit, and the woman's hips were once more pumping in time with him to capture as much of his big cock inside her married cunt as she could as he hammered the large shaft back and forth inside her. He listened to her moans getting louder and louder, the sound only enhancing the feel of her velvety walls wrapped tightly around his thick dick. He was nearing the verge of orgasm when he felt Mary's cunt suddenly start spasming around his huge stick as she came for the fourth time that day, and it was all he could do to keep from unloading a healthy dose of cum deep into her married pussy then and there, but gritting his teeth he held off. Trying to think of anything else that might help him last just a little bit longer, Chris drove his large shaft deeply in and out of Mary's tight wet hole as he cunt contracted rhythmically around him again and again. Linda had come up beside him and was watching the sight up close, a small jar in her hands.It had reached the point where Chris almost didn't think he was going to be able to hold out any longer, when finally the contractions of Mary's pussy around his big dick faded, the woman collapsing once more back against the exam table. Immediately Chris drew the full length of his large shaft out of her slippery cunt, grabbing the jar from Linda with his left hand and quickly moving it down as his right hand began to slide quickly up and down along the shaft of his cock. Positioning the head of his dick against the entrance to the jar as he jerked it, it only took a couple more seconds before his orgasm washed over him, jet after jet of his hot cum beginning to shoot into the jar. Chris tilted his head down to hide as much of his expression from Mary as possible, and though his features might have twitched once or twice, the woman seemed to caught up in basking in further post-orgasmic bliss to notice, and Chris was able to keep from making as sound as more and more of his semen squirted into the jar, until finally he began to calm as well.Handing the jar to Linda, who clutched it to her stomach and then turned her back before striding out of the room so Mary wouldn't be able to see, Chris very carefully tucked his deflating cock back into his scrubs and redid the front. Taking a quick second to make sure his expression was recomposed, he lifted his head to face Mary directly, flashing the same friendly professional smile he'd worn earlier."There, all done. I hope that wasn't too uncomfortable for you," he told the woman."I, uh... No, not at all, Doctor," the woman replied, blushing as she looked at his face. "So, what are the results?"Taking a quick second to study her face, Chris decided on something. The majority of his special exam patients only got examined once, and that was it. But sometimes the best of them, the particularly malleable, cooperative, and even submissive ones, the ones who most enjoyed the examination, he wanted to have more fun with. "Well, the readings weren't quite as conclusive as I'd like. I can say with a ninety-five percent certainty that you don't have the condition. However that remaining five percent worries me. And just to be on the safe side, I'd like you to come back in a couple days for another thorough examination, just so we can be sure," Chris said, maintaining the professional smile the entire time.Mary blushed a much fiercer scarlet, and her eyes avoided his. He knew with certainty she'd be far too embarrassed to tell anyone else, especially her husband, about the exact process of the examinations anytime soon. "I... If you think it's best, doctor.""Excellent. You can make your appointment up front. I'll see you in a couple days, Mrs. Vaille," Chris informed her, before gathering up the device, walking over to tuck it into its box, and then carrying it out of the room.He was making his way back down the hall towards the office when a noise caused him to pause outside a bathroom. From within, he could hear faint moaning. It only took him a couple seconds to recognize Nurse Linda's voice, and he could barely suppress laughter. The poor woman had been so turned on by what she'd seen that she'd needed to duck into the bathroom afterward to play with her pussy. The woman would probably be frigging herself to a good two or three orgasms before she'd finally come out, but that was ok, he wouldn't be needing her right away anyways. Beginning to faintly whistle to himself, Chris resumed his stride towards the office and the videos from multiple angles of his fucking the married Mary Vaille, which would be awaiting him on the laptop. It was going to be a good trip.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 73
extra.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/extra.txt	I had read many stories about young married men whose once innocent wives ended up being a slut to a well hung stud. I thought that they where just stories people made up It could never happen to me, could it?Like all teenage boys I was a little self conscious about my body and my penis in particular. In my late teens and early twenties I had a few lovers mostly one night stands the odd month or two month relationship along the way. I never had any complaints about my performance but then again I didn't normally stick around that long to get any feedback. At the age of 23 I met my wife Rachel she was 20 at the time and one of a dying breed a 'traditional girl' From day one it was made clear to me that I would not be getting into her panties unless I married her. You know the next part of the story before I even write it. I fell big time for the young girl and within a year I was a married man. Rachel has was can best described as a classic girl next door beauty. She was around 5.3 in height and around 100 pounds. She had dark wavy hair and an innocent yet beautiful face. Her breasts are small but very firm and when she gets excited her nipples get very pointy.Sex between us was very good, she had a great body and being a virgin she has a very tight pussy that seemed to fit me like a glove. We had what I thought was a healthy sex life we did it 3/4 times a week and even tried a few different positions. Rachel wasn't all that into oral but she gave it a go for a few minutes but never swallowed. She seemed very content with our sex life and she thought that I had a Large thick penis. From our discussion I knew that she had never seen another mans penis except for mine. When hard I guess my cock is around 5.5 maybe 6 inches and pretty thick. when relaxed it is normally around 2 inches.So I was happy that my young wife thought I was big even though I knew that I was just an average sized guy. I remember the incident when my bubble began to burst. We where watching a documentary about nudists when the camera zoomed in on this naked old guy who was walking along the beach. "Wow his penis is huge!" my wife said. I found it pretty funny at the time because the guy was old and fat and his cock was only hanging down about 3 1/2 inches. I didn't give the incident that much more thought until a few days later after sex my wife seemed to be examining my cock. "How big is your penis dear?" she asked me.I told her it was about 6 inches and I thought that would be the end of the matter but she went on. "Is that big or just average?" She asked. I guess its average I replied. She asked me how much bigger than mine they got so I told her that some could be as big as 9 or even 10 inches but that was very rare. I added that I thought most guys where between 5 and 7 inches but that it was not so uncommon for a guy to have an 8 inch cock. To my surprise she took a ruler from her desk and looked at the 8 inch mark and ran her finger along it and said that she didn't believe me. "A penis cannot be that big" she said.We live in an apartment building in New Jersey and next door lives a much older couple married couple named Stan and Elaine. Stan and I had got quite friendly over the next year or two and being a young guy I often confided in him about my personal life. Stan was probably around 58 or 59 and his wife not that much older than him. I spoke to Stan a lot about sex, he told me that him and Elaine didn't do it very often anymore as she had lost interest. He also told me that I was a lucky guy having such a lovely young wife and that I should enjoy my sex life whilst she was still interested. I even told him about her size questions and he laughed saying it was just natural curiosity on her part. Stan asked me my size and I told him that I was about 6 inches he gave me a strange smile and said he was also 6 inches. Every summer Elaine goes to her mothers in Florida for 2 weeks and Stan stays at home because he has to work. He confided in my once that he could get the time of but he prefers to stay at home rather than spend 2 weeks with his wife's mother. One Sunday when his wife was away he invited us over for drinks and lunch. We had a nice lunch and probably two or three drinks each. It doesn't take a lot for my wife to get drunk and after her 3rd drink she was getting very relaxed. "I just got our new Hot tub installed," Stan informed us. It was actually my wife's idea that we all try it out. We all agreed that it would be fun, Stan joked that a Hot tub was best when everyone was nude. My wife laughed and said that us men could be silly and go nude but that she was keeping her clothes on. "Oh but I don't have a bikini" Rachel said. She had thrown away her old one when she had moved into our apartment two years ago when we got married and had never got around to buying one."just wear your underwear Rachel, its more or less the same as a bikini anyway" Stan said. "I don't know it doesn't seem right" she replied. "I tell you what why don't me and Jon (that's my name by the way) go in our underwear so that you don't feel weird" Stan suggested. She agreed and we all stripped down to our underwear. I was a bit embarrassed as I was wearing tidy whities and Stan was wearing boxers. I was very surprised that my conservative wife has agreed to go into the hot tub in her underwear especially when I found out that she was wearing a very sexy matching black silky set, but I guess that the alcohol had a big part in her losing some of her inhibitions. We continued to drink whilst while we where in the tub and the conversation became more and more sexual. Stan seemed to be flirting a bit with my wife but I didn't mind as I didn't see him as any threat as he was just the old man next door. He had commented a few time how sexy my wife looked in her underwear and how I was a lucky man. Rachel seemed to enjoy the 'harmless' flirting. Everyone was very relaxed at this point and Stan continued the sexual conversation telling us of his conquests as a younger man. He had also said on more than one occasion how he would much prefer to be naked in the tub as it was much more relaxing. Rachel eventually commented jokingly that as it was his tub that he could do whatever he wanted."Would you really not mind if I took my boxers of Rachel?" he asked. "It's your house Stan" she replied. "How about you Jon would you mind if I would get naked in front of your wife" he asked me. Now I was starting to think that he was actually serious and I remembered my wife's curiosity. I told him to go ahead, safe in the knowledge that even if he was not joking he had already told me that his cock was also just 6 inches. Stan then took of his underwear and threw them across the room. My wife and I laughed along with Stan. "this is so much better" Stan told us "why don't you take of yours too Jon" I said what the heck and threw mine across the room too. About half an hour later Stan walked out of the tub and to my wife's and my amusement walked with his naked backside to us across the room to get some towels. He came back with the towel across his waist standing by the side of the Tub. I went across as if I was going to get a towel but instead I jokingly tugged on Stan's towel. Now I didn't tug very hard and I expected him to hold the towel up but instead Stan just let it drop to the floor and made not attempt to pick it back up again. I laughed for a few seconds until I looked at his naked body. Stan was standing naked by the side of the pool with his arms across his chest with a small grin. When I caught sight of his groin I nearly fainted. Hanging from our naked nearly 60 year old neighbor's body was the largest penis I could ever imagine. It hung down like a giant sausage and it was thick like a cucumber. I realized now that Stan had meant he was 6 inches soft, and not 6 inches hard like I had thought he had meant. I turned around to see my wife staring at Stan's crotch. "What are you two staring at haven't you ever seen a penis before" Stan said breaking the silence. I didn't say anything my wife mumbled something about its size. Stan went on to say that we should both get out of the tub and that we could go and relax in the living room. Rachel got out of the water first and a still naked Stan passed her a towel. Stan was talking to my wife at this point and I could tell that she was struggling to look at his face and not his cock because she kept stealing glances at it every few seconds. I asked Stan for a towel and instead of giving it to me he told me to come and get it. I got out of the tub naked trying tall but I was very aware that my cock was very shriveled up at this point. Stan looked at my cock and smirked and passed me the towel saying, "Here you go boy."Stan finally covered himself up and went to change. My wife and I didn't speak as we dried ourselves with our towels our clothes where in our own apartment where we had changed. Stan came back wearing a robe and he passed my wife and I bathrobes too. He suggested that we change into our robes and stick around and continue the party. I suggested to my wife that we got take a nap or at least change into some clothes. I was feeling kind of insecure about myself now and didn't feel like being naked except for a robe in Stan's apartment. To my surprise my wife said that the robe would be fine for her. Not wanting to be a prude I agreed, and Stan left the room for us to get changed. I noticed that when my wife stripped that her nipples where very erect as she gets when she's excited. It could have been my imagination but Rachel seemed to almost frown at my shrunken cock when I removed the towel from my waist.Stan came back and we all sat down in his lounge area and he went to prepare some more drinks. My wife looked very sexy in her cream satin robe and I noticed her erect nipples through the fabric. I was still feeling very on edge at this point and if it had been just my choice I would have gone home. Rachel however seemed to be enjoying herself and I didn't want to ruin her fun. Stan came back with the drinks and he sat across from my wife and I. I could not help but steal glances at his groin every few minutes, I was still in shock at how big his cock was. Stan was again talking about his past sex life telling us about all his past conquests. He also told us that he had never cheated on his wife Elaine in all their 28 years of marriage. He went on to say that he found it harder and harder to stay faithfull of late because Elanie never wanted to have sex anymore. He told us that he was as horny as ever. My wife normally does not like to talk with other people about sex but today she was hanging on Stan's every word. To my even bigger surprise she started telling Stan that I had been her one and only and how she never saw the big deal about sex. I found this statement very shocking especially as I was in the room. I guess that Rachel being as naive as she was didn't see this as being something that might hint that my sexual performance was not up to par. Stan asked Rachel if she had ever had an orgasm and she answered no and that she didn't think she was capable of having one. Stan laughed and said that every woman was capable of having an orgasm and that the one's that didn't, have yet to meet the right lover. Stan seemed to suddenly realized what he had said and apologized to me saying "Oh I didn't mean you where a bad lover Jon"I was becoming extremely uncomfortable by the conversation that was taking place and I also could not help but notice both my wife's glances at Stan's crotch and her ever increasingly erect nipples. I told my wife that I was tired and suggested we go nap, she seemed disappointed but was willing to leave. Stan said that I should take a nap here on his couch so that my wife and him could continue to party. Before I could say anything my wife agreed and I was given a pillow and told to go lay on the couch. I was in no mood to sleep really so I just played possum pretending to sleep on the couch while Stan and my wife continued to chat about sex. He continued to talk to her about orgasms and she wasn't making any attempt to change the line of conversation. To my shock he suggested that I should go down on her more as "my cock may be to small to bring her to orgasm" so oral sex may be the only way she would orgasm with me. He went on to say that he had made a few woman orgasm that had never had an orgasm before they had met him. "Is that because your penis is Large Stan?" she asked him quietly. "Is that why you went so silent when I was naked?" he answered. She told him that she had just been a bit shocked when she saw it as she had only ever seen my penis before. She went on to say that she didn't know that a penis could be so big. "Oh I am not so large really, maybe an inch or two over average. How big is Jon when he's erect?" he asked. My wife told him that I had told her that I was 6 inches. "No way does that little cock reach 6 inches hard," Stan laughed. "Hey be quiet he may hear you," my wife replied. He told her that I was obviously drunk and deep in sleep and that an earthquake would not wake me. She agreed that normally when I went to sleep drunk that nothing would wake me. In fact I was wide awake and staring at them both, my stomach in knots, on one hand wanting to stop the conversation but on the other wanting to see where it would lead.Rachel asked Stan how big on average a penis was. He told her that he had heard that an average penis was at least 3.5 inches soft and 7 inches hard. "How big is yours Stan" she asked him. He told her that he had never measured his penis and that now she brought it up he was interested to find out. He asked he is she wanted to see him again. She said that she didn't think she should. He told her that it wouldn't hurt anyone for her to get a better look and that she had been staring at his groin the whole time anyway. She agreed that she would like to get a second look at his cock. (I had never heard say cock before this point) To my horror he now opened his robe revealing his huge soft cock to my wife's eager eyes. "Oh my god Stan it's huge," she exclaimed. "Do you like it Rachel?" he asked her. She told him that it was amazing and that she never imagined a cock so long and thick. He told her to come have a closer look. With no hesitation she walked over to Stan's chair and knelt on her knees no more than a foot away from him. I could see her staring at his penis is sheer awe she seemed hypnotized by it. He told her to wait where she was and he walked away with his giant cock swaying from his grey pubic hair slapping from thigh to thigh as he walked. He returned to his seat a minute later and handed my young wife a tape measure. He stood up now and instructed my wife to measure his still soft cock. She seemed eager to do so and despite her hand shaking violently she measured his dangling cock and told him that it was just over 6 inches. "Should we get his hard to see how much bigger he gets honey?" he asked her. Rachel just nodded her head, she seemed unable to talk. Stan walked near my wife and just let his cock dangle no more than half an inch from her face. He told her that he was not a young man anymore and that he would need a lot of encouragement from her to get hard. "Can you help me Rachel?"She seemed to hesitate for just a second but told him "I will do whatever it takes to get you hard Stan, I have to see it hard, I just have too."Stan told her to do nothing unless he instructed her to do something and that is she broke this rule he would get dressed again, "Do you understand?" he added. She nodded that she agreed to his terms. Stan told my wife to stand up again which she did and he told her to take off her robe. My wife glanced over at me and then seemingly satisfied that I was still asleep dropped her robe to the floor. I could not believe that my young innocent wife was standing naked in my old neighbor's living room. I had never seen her nipples so hard they seemed to be poking out about an inch. My wife's young breasts barely fill her 32A bra but her nipples really make up for them. Stan told her that he liked her little breasts. The scene before me seemed so wrong that I could not help but be aroused by it. Here was my young wife barely 23 years old (although when naked she looked just 18) naked with a 58 year old horse hung man. He told her to get on her knees and he began rubbing his cock all over her face. Without thinking she began kissing his cock all over. He pulled it away from her face telling her that he had not told her to kiss his cock. She looked at him with a hurt expression and begged him for another chance saying that she would be good. Stan laughed at my wife and told her that she could kiss and lick his cock as much as she wanted but not to suck till he told her to. I could see his cock grow as my young wife eagerly planted kisses all over his huge meat and began taking long loving licks all over his cock. "You like doing this don't you Rachel" he teased, she nodded. "You have been starved your whole life of a man's cock haven't you dear" he asked her and again she nodded. "My husband has nothing compared to this she told him.The scene was incredible she was licking his cock up and down like a kid would an ice cream. He also began pinching her nipples and rubbing her breast as she licked him. I had always been gentle with my wife but he seemed to be pinching her very hard. My wife gave no complaints though and just seemed to get wilder and lick more and more. Stan's cock was by now fully hard and its size was something that words cannot describe. It was standing up like a huge cucumber and dangling down from it was a huge pair of hairy grey balls. Stan pulled away and told my wife that he was ready for her to measure him. I could tell that my wife had forgotten why she was licking and kissing his cock but she quickly picked up the tape measure and told Stan that "He was just about 10.5 inches hard", she put down the tape measure and wanted to go back to licking his cock but Stan pulled away from her and told her that she had completed her task. I could see the hurt in my wife's eyes as she told Stan that she wanted to suck his cock. "But Rachel are you not a happily married woman? Because your talking as if you are some young slut.""I'm not a slut," she told him, "its just that... mmmm, I've never felt this way before and I just cant get enough of your giant cock."Stan picked up my wife into his arms and began to kiss her as he walked her into his bedroom. I turned to see Stan throw my wife onto his bed and walk back to me. He looked into my eyes and told me that I was free to watch in the bedroom if I wanted. I followed Stan into his room and my wife gasped in shock when she saw me. Stan told her to relax and that I had been watching the whole show and that as my little cock was poking throw my robe that I was obviously enjoying watching. Stan left the room again and this time returned again with the tape measure. he told Rachel to measure me and she did so telling him that I was just under 5 inches hard. "So what you are telling me Rachel is that I am not only over double your husbands' age but that I my cock is over twice as long and much, much thicker?" she said that he was correct. He told me to sit down on the chair opposite the bed and learn. My wife was on Stan's bed with her legs spread and she was obviously very wet and excited. Stan leaned in and spat a huge wad of spit on my wife's tight hole and began to rub his fingers into her pussy. "Oh my god, she is tight like a virgin Jon. I don't think this is going to work.""I'm sorry Rachel," he told her, "you just don't seem to have the body for a big cock like mine. Maybe in a few years after you have children you may develop more of a woman's body and be able to accommodate me." I knew that he was just teasing her but she seemed to be buying his words. "I can do it!" she said. "I am a woman, try and put it in me.""Ok I will try," he said. Stan now began to rub his huge horse long cock all over my wife's hole and stomach teasing her more."Please don't tease me Stan, please just fuck me," she begged him. To both our surprise Rachel grabbed Stan's huge cock and placed it by her opening and wrapped her legs around his body pushing him closer. "You're gonna fuck me and you're gonna fuck me now!" my once faithfull wife told Stan.Stan gave in to her demand and began to push his cock into my wife. I was in shock to see that slowly but surely he seemed to be going in inch by inch. He was giving her a running commentary telling her how many inches she had left to take. "Just 5 more inches to go in honey," he told her, "I'm in virgin territory now baby.""Something strange is happening to me," she said as she began to buck and shake on his cock. She orgasmed for the first time ever and he had not even began to fuck her yet. Minutes later he was all the way inside her and he gave her a few seconds to adjust to the new size. I couldn't believe that she had taken all that cock inside her tight pussy, Where did it all go I thought? He began to fuck her slowly now, teasing her sometimes by pulling all the way out and then slamming it all the way in. She was like a crazy woman going wild on his cock like she had never been with me. Stan fucked my wife three times that night in all kind of crazy positions. Once he just bent her over the couch and fucker while slapping her ass hard and calling her a slut. He teased both of us as he was fucking her calling her a little slut and telling me that he was stretching her so much that she would never feel me inside her again. I would have never imagined that Stan could say such nasty things. Afterwards he apologized to me and told me that he had only said them things because he knew they where turned me on in a perverted way. He told me that he had read many stories about men like me. He told me that it was common for men with small cocks like mine to enjoy watching their wives get fucked by a well hung studs like him. The saddest thing about what he was saying was that I knew it was all 100% true.THE ENDPlease leave me your comments or email me at [email protected] I write any more stories? This was my first one.Jon Miller
savage.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/savage.txt	Sixteen-year-old Maggie Johnson had come with her family to the new land of America only the previous month. Times were hard. The savages had turned against them and killings were frequent. The land they were homesteading was some 12 miles from a small village, with a river running in the forest nearby that had to be crossed.Being a poor family, they could not afford slaves and thus Maggie and her little brother had to do most of the chores around the new farm, from bringing water from a stream nearby which fed the river in the forest to helping their father with farming. One day, while fetching water from the stream nearby, she heard the sound of splashing from the river. Curious, she turned around the bend but suddenly hid behind the bush when she realized that someone was bathing in the river. First she could only see a dark haired head floating on the river, then it turned towards the bank and slowly came out a body so magnificent in body and musculature that it made her hold her breath. He was nothing like any white man she had ever seen. Golden brown skin, long black hair and tall height and hairless body, except for a black thatch in the crotch. Just like hers. Since she had never seen a penis before, she was very astonished to see the club of his cock, which was now erect and very hard... fat, with two big globes hanging under it. In her naiveté she saw the penis as something which characterized the savage as the reason why everyone thought of them as different... for she was sure of the fact that the man standing in front of her was indeed a savage... the heathens who were murdering everyone they saw. The man had been washing his body in the stream, as he reached the bank of the river and looked down at his erect cock and smiled ruefully at it. Then he gently, delicately took it in the palm of his hand and stroked it slowly. Maggie shrank back into the shadows hoping that the savage wouldn't notice her. After a bit he walked towards picked up a soft tanned hide and then began to walk into the forest.Maggie suddenly realized that she was trapped where she was and would be found out if she took even a single breath, much less move from her hiding place. But the man passed by her and sat down behind the bush close by. He sat on the ground with his back to a tree and sighed gently. As she watched fascinated, the man opened his thighs wide and slowly began to stoke his erection back to full glory. Maggie watched, mesmerized, as a drop of crystal clear fluid came out of the head of the cock and watched him lick it from the finger which he brought to his mouth. Maggie was only a few feed away from the man and could see even the individual fine black hairs that surrounded his stiff member.Then, as Maggie watched the man, he licked his palm until it was wet and slowly began to massage the head of his manhood, then going down towards the stem, his hand beginning to pump up and down and he closed his eyes and his breathing began to increase, as if he was running. She watched the fleshy sacks beneath his shaft begin to tighten as he continued to mate with the wind. Soon his breathing became harsh, his hand flying over his stiffness, until he moaned loudly, his face all screwed up. Then suddenly, a white fluid erupt from him, shooting up in the air, one big string after another, one even landing on a leaf of the bush behind which Maggie was hiding. Fascinated by what she'd witnessed Maggie carefully plucked the leaf holding the man's droplet while he was recuperating. She looked at it closely, then smelled and then touched it. Not satisfied, she hesitantly tasted a little bit of the warm sticky substance finding it sweet yet salty at the same time.Maggie looked back at the man sitting so close and realized that her pulse had quickened and the her breathing was rapped and shallow. Then she looked down at his penis to find it quite smaller than before.Suddenly felt a pair of eyes on her and looked up into his eyes to find the savage staring at her. Maggie jumped up from behind the bush and blindly ran towards the farm; fear of death at the hands of the savage uppermost in her mind all thoughts of his golden muscled body and his long male shaft forgotten.*That night, Maggie was severely scolded for losing the water pail, but she dared not explain the reason why it had happened. Once in bed, she began thinking of the majestic man she had seen -- as she drifted off to sleep.A shadow appeared at the window, a silhouette of a man as he stared into each room through the windows until he found hers. Silently he opened the window and climbed into the room to se the nubile young Maggie asleep on her bed. The long black tresses spread on the pillow, the fair complexion aglow in the moonlight, the sparking blue eyes hidden, but clearly remembered. He silently took out a large white crystal from his bag and held it under her nose. Soon, her breathing quieted and she sighed. He took a blanket draped across a chair and wrapped her in it. Then he hoisted her up on his shoulder and exited via the window, their shadow soon swallowed by the blackness of the forest. He walked through the forest, crossing the river and climbing the hill clad in pine trees until he came upon a small low cave far away from the village. He laid her on the floor and collected wood and built a fire, lighting up the whole cave from inside. Then he uncovered her, spreading the blanket she had been wrapped in out on the floor, placing her onto it. Then he silently opened up the front of her dress, revealing her breasts. Slowly he pulled the dress off the girl to reveal a slim body with curves, fair skin, with a dark bush between her thighs. He slowly licked his middle finger and slipped it between the pubic hair to touch the closed mons of her vagina, making the unconscious girl squirm. He slowly entered the lips with the finger and felt the tightness inside her, until he found the maiden-head still intact. Excited, he slowly pulled his finger out, noticing his erection so hard that it was holding the loincloth up like a tent. He then took out a berry from the cloth bag and, opening her mouth, squeezed the berry until its juice went inside. He then sat astride her stomach and removed his loincloth to reveal his pulsing cock. He then took a breast in each hand and slowly began to massage them, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs. Maggie moaned and slowly opened her eyes to see the handsome face of the same savage she had spied on earlier that day. When she realized the dilemma she was in, she gave a horrified gasp and tried to free herself, but to no avail, as she was trapped under him and her wrists were in his tight grip. He waited until she realized the futility of her struggle, then surprised he handed her some leaves. Silently she took the rolled up leaves from his hand and chewed it as he'd indicated. Acrid taste filled her mouth, but the warning look in his eyes made her swallow the bitter leaves. Although she was still afraid of the savage, she promised herself she would not show her fear. What will he do to me? She worried. As he smiled at her when she swallowed the leaves, she belatedly realized that it could have been poison she just swallowed and was a fool to have trusted a savage. He meant to kill her! The savage slid down from her abdomen, and opened up her thighs. Maggie had never even imagined being in a situation like this before. Even when she'd thought of marriage, she had never thought about being touched by a man, much less a savage. His hands were warm and dry, and after the first shock of their touch Maggie's body stopped quivering, after all there was nothing she could do.Maggie she watched as he slowly bent his head until his face was buried between her thighs. Before she could voice any protest, she felt the tip of his tongue slip between her neither lips, sending jolts of pleasure through her, then another wave of sensation crashed through her as the tongue went in deeper and yet another as the tongue began to flick her insides, teasing her to an unimagined level of pleasure.Then there was no stopping of the waves of intense pleasure as he sucked on her little nub for the first time. He felt her mons puff up and her juices begin to flow, clinging to her pubic hair like little diamonds. Finally he sat up and then edged towards her, between her thighs. She lay there panting for breath and watched him curiously as he took the club of his erect manhood in his hand and began to rub it over her vaginal lips. Here eyes widened as she realized his intent. There was no way in the world that that huge thing would ever fit in her.Maggie wonderingly reached out and touched it and then looked up when he gasped as he moved up onto his knees and held her thighs as wide as he could and then touched the tip of his manhood to her wet slit. Maggie was suddenly desperate, that could not happen, not to her, she began to pull away, afraid that he would kill her with that huge thing that was throbbing with his passion. Sensing her reluctance but not willing to stop now, he took hold of her shoulders in a firm grip and gave a slight thrust to his hard bunched buttocks. She gazed down between them wonderingly as half of his stiff member was inch by inch swallowed up inside her body. She had expected great pain, but feeling of her body opening up and stretching and then closing around the intruding column of flesh tightly was amazing.Maggie looked up at this savage to find him staring into her eyes intently. Then he slowly began to chant something indecipherable under his breath as his body tensed above hers. Then suddenly, he gave a hard push with his penis, sending it crashing through her maiden-head, tearing it open to let his huge member sink all the way in to the hilt. A trickle of blood oozed out around his shaft. Maggie gave an involuntary groan at the sudden pain that lashed through he body, then moaned anew when she looked down to find the huge thing fully buried inside her. The savage let go of her shoulder, still maintaining eye contact, and grabbed her buttocks, settling into her more deeply. Then slowly he pulled out half way only to slam it back all the way in. He repeated this maneuver again and again, faster and faster. Maggie felt helpless, as she felt the whole length of his thrusting member touching places inside her that had never been touched before. Gradually the savage's movements gained momentum, finally losing control when he realized that his captive was grunting with passion in his ear, hugging him tightly as he thrust into her.The feel of the slippery female walls spasming around his cock made him lose his essence up, his thrusts turning into bone-breaking slams, until, with a shout, he reached his orgasm. Semen spouting out of his cock in a great flood, splashing on the walls of the helpless white girl's unprotected womb, filling her up to the brim and then some, until it began to flow out of her, mixing with drops of her virgin blood. *It was just before twilight when Maggie silently climbed through a window of her room. She lay down on her bed and silently picked up the hem of her skirt and moved it around her stomach. She quietly touched herself to find she was still puffed up, and a bit sore. And still very wet with her juices and his cum. Having taken his load of passion thrice in one night had been an experience that she would never forget. To experience the intense pleasure his body had given her, pleasure that she had never even imagined before was something that she would always hold closeShe could hardly wait until the next time he came for her, she knew he would. It was amazing to think that he was a savage, everybody said they were. Something struck her mind that made her giggle; for a savage, he was the man who had just shown her a glimpse of heaven!END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 50
promotion.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/promotion.txt	I was recently married for the first time even though I am 30 years old. My bride Lynn, is a beautiful petite girl of 17 and I consider myself very lucky. I have never been interested in advancement at work, just happy to plod along and get my pay cheque but now that I have a wife and responsibilities, I need to earn more. Old Mr. Quigley, the head of our department, is due to retire soon. The idea of his job now seemed appealing. I knew that at least 4 other guys where after the job. They are ruthless 'go getters' and I didn't hold much chance of getting the job with such steep competition. Mr. Dean the General Manager called me into his office. "I understand that you have recently been married," he said."Yes Sir, 3 weeks ago." "That's nice. I'm told that your wife is very beautiful.""Oh yes Sir, she certainly is," I said proudly. "You know that I am to receive an award next Saturday?" "Yes Sir! We're all very proud of you Sir." It was all I could think of to say. "Well, I have a problem and maybe you could help me out." "Yes Sir! Of course, whatever I can do." "My mother in law has been taken ill and my wife has gone to stay at her bedside. This leaves me without a partner for Saturday night's dinner dance." "Oh! That is unfortunate Sir," I said. "I was wondering if you could come to my rescue." "I'm afraid I'm not much of a dancer..." "Not you, you fool. Your wife! I would like to borrow your wife to be my dinner companion on Saturday night.""Oh! er... I see. Well I... I don't know that..." "You know that Old Quigley's job will be open soon. I want someone I can depend on in a crises." "Oh of course Sir, I understand perfectly. I... I will of course have to ask my wife..." "Of course you will. Well get off home and ask her, take the rest of the day off." "Yes Sir!" I said as I opened the door. "Give my secretary your wife's measurements and I'll have an outfit sent around for her for Saturday." I explained everything to Lynn, about the possibility of getting a job that was 50% more pay, a company car and the use of apartments and houses in almost every capital city in the Western world. She thought that going out to a posh dinner dance was a lovely idea and would have gone without any enticements. When the evening gown arrived, she was over the moon. A strapless, red, long evening dress, with matching panties and suspenders and a gold necklace to set it off. She was like a little girl on Christmas morning. Mind you, she acts like a little girl about lots of things. She is not very mature, even for a 17 year old. Mr. Dean picked her up at 7pm on Saturday night and assured me that he would have her home by midnight. At half past 12 he phoned to say that they would be a bit late as he was arranging a business deal with some men at the dance and it could mean a big order for the firm. And my wife was helping with the deal and if it comes off, she will get a very large bonus. My wife can hardly make the grocery bill add up, never mind a big deal... what could she be doing?!I eventually fell asleep and was awakened by Lynn coming in at 8am. Her hair was a mess, her lipstick was smeared and with the dress being such a low neckline, I could see that her tits where covered with love-bites. "What the hell has happened to you...?" I asked, completely gobsmacked. She started to cry so I took her in my arms and kissed her. Her mouth tasted of spunk. My cock jumped to attention. I pulled her zip down on the back of her dress, it fell around her ankles. She stood there in high heels, stockings and suspenders. No panties. I could see that not only her tits but her thighs and bottom where also covered in love-bites. I laid her down on the couch (where I had fallen asleep) opened her legs and watched the spunk seep out of her red raw cunt. I buried my face into her loveliness, slurping and sucking. Her sobbing subsided as she started to climax. I sucked and sucked. I then climbed on top of her lovely, obviously well fucked body, inserted my dick between her cunt lips, it slid right up inside her, just glided up on all the spunk that was still in my sweet young wife's cunt. I fucked her for only a couple of minutes as I was that 'turned on', I couldn't hold back. I shot my spunk into her cunt to mix with all the rest that had been fucked into her. After I regained my breath, I held her naked loveliness in my arms and kissed her tenderly and told her how much I loved her. I asked what had happened at the dance. This is what she told me. "Harry, Mr Dean, was being taunted by some other businessmen about his 'sexy date' me. He asked me if I would play along at being his girlfriend and not just his escort. As we where dancing, all the men where watching, he asked if I would mind if he felt my bottom so that it would really look like I was his girlfriend. I didn't mind and when he started, he could sense that I liked it and he got bolder and fondled my breasts. We both could see that he was having an effect on his friends and it was having an effect on me too, it was turning me on. What with being touched up and what made it even more exciting, it was happening in front of an audience of randy men. I don't know if it was by accident or if Harry somehow did it on purpose, but my breast popped out of my low neckline, I knew all the men could see my nipple and the excitement of it made me have an orgasm right there on the dance floor. Harry realising what was happening to me, escorted me into a side room. We were followed by all his friends, about 10 I think, he stripped me naked and lay me on the floor and pulling off his pants, got between my legs and fucked me hard and fast. He didn't last long and soon 'came' into me. I could feel his hot spunk shoot up my pussy and this caused me to climax again. I looked up and all the men where standing around us in a circle, watching us as they played with their cocks. "Can we have a go Harry?" I heard one guy say. "About that contract," Harry replied."You've got the contract Harry, just let me fuck that sweet child." "In that case Fuck away, she's all yours." As this strange man was fucking me, I could see Harry going around all the other men, he was writing things down. He told me later that every man gave him a contract just to be allowed to have sex with me and he had enough orders to keep the plant busy for 2 years. They all fucked me and what's more, I loved it. I could have taken on another 10. It was just wonderful! "I hope you aren't too annoyed with me for letting all those men fuck me?" I said."Of course I'm not annoyed, in fact I'm that turned on and I'm going to fuck you again and I hope that you have lots more gang bangs." "I probably will, Harry has put me on the payroll as 'Director in charge of getting contracts'. So I'll probably get rich and fucked rotten at the same time... but..." "What is it Darling?" I asked. "Well," she said a bit nervously. "I was just thinking that it might be a while before Harry needs me to fuck for more contracts. Do you think that we could have some gangbangs just for the fun of it?" "You bet we can," I replied What a wonderful, sweet little wife I have.END
coworkerpany.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/coworkerpany.txt	I was utterly obsessed with my best friend's butt. It was as simple as that. There was nothing I wanted more than to watch it, caress it, sniff it, stroke it, lick it. And she didn't want me to have any part of it, at least at first. We were both married but were spending a lot of time together, thanks to work.She was of the very strong opinion her butt was too big and too bubbly. I, on the other hand, thought it was PERFECT. She has a good set of womanly hips, but not out of proportion to her height. It's her behind which always fascinated me. She did go through a phase of wearing compression underwear, which didn't do much for me. In fact, they made her butt look too small and compact. But on the days she wore regular panties, she displayed just the right amount of jiggle for the perfect bubble butt. How I longed to press my face into her crack and breathe her intimate aroma. How I longed to jiggle her cheeks and enjoy the sensation of slight resistance. The number of hours I spent fantasizing about her butt must have run into the thousands over the last ten years. I can't begin to estimate how many gallons of cum I've ejaculated while taking myself in hand as I thought about her perfect bottom.There have been a few more intimate highlights involving her bottom, but not nearly as many (or as intimate) as I yearn for. Maybe four years ago, I was hugging her in greeting, not having seen her for a couple months. She was wearing a comfortable pair of jeans and I took the opportunity of nobody else being around to let my right hand slide down her left hip and a little behind her, just starting to impinge on her left cheek. She grabbed my hand immediately and told me that area was off-limits. Bummer.We played golf together one really hot day. As we were about to begin, she decided to exchange her long pants for a pair of shorts. And these were SHORT shorts - not really her usual style at all. I spend the entire round waiting for opportunities to peek at the most delightful bottoms of her butt cheeks as she bent over to put as tee in the ground, mark her ball on the green or (best of all) pick her ball from the cup. It wasn't easy to always be in the optimum position for these views - I probably succeeded about half the time. That one day gave me fantasy fodder for months afterwards!We visited another city for work one time, staying in the same hotel, with rooms just across the hall from one another. One evening we worked late at the office and didn't get back to the hotel until around 11pm. At that point, we ordered room service and she agreed to eat it together, in her suite, I was more than fine with that! The food came and we snacked on it, drinking a couple beers each as we chatted and watched a bit of late night television. I managed to steer the conversation around to sex - anal sex in particular - and once she got over her initial embarrassment at even mentioning the topic, she told me she and her husband had never engaged in it and that he referred to her anus as 'exit only'. Interestingly enough, she never specified one way or the other whether she'd ever participated in anal sex with anybody else, before or after getting married. She was visibly squirming as I continued on the topic, but I didn't have the heart to pursue much further. Slow and steady does it. Wait for the right opportunity.One time, we met up while on separate business trips to Toronto. Even though we were in separate hotels, she arranged to meet me for breakfast in my hotel and share my car into the office. Then after work, we'd drive downtown for a nice dinner somewhere. Sure enough, we met around 6pm and I drove us downtown. We parked under the St Lawrence Market and strolled around the city, looking for a nice restaurant. We eventually settled on a French place down on Church Street. Dinner was very nice and we comfortably downed a couple bottles of wine between us. Afterwards, she was a little tipsy and touched on some (for her) sexually intimate conversation topics. I just played right along, waiting for a chance to do some steering. That opportunity arose as we drove along a street through a darkened, industrial area on our way back to the 404. She asked me if I knew where I was going, as it seemed so dark and deserted. I replied I was looking for just the right kind of dark parking lot where I could ask her to bend slightly over the car and drop her pants, so I could... And at this point, SHE continued on "lick your way down my butt crack and put your tongue in my butt-hole?" I was floored! Alas, I knew she wasn't serious, so we both laughed and I continued back to my hotel. In retrospect, she may well have been serious, as she proceeded to give me a very warm, close and sensuous full-body hug in the hotel lot before getting into her own car. I was such an idiot!We stayed at her parents' house on a business trip one time. We shared a bathroom and had adjoining bedrooms. Alas - not a single opportunity presented itself, of any sort.Recently, things took a huge turn for the better. We started a series of business trips overseas. While not quite paranoid, she is very careful when she travels, and so wanted to share flights with me and have rooms nearby in the hotels. On the very first flight we shared, she got up to go to the bathroom. After a couple minutes, I decided I may as well go too and walked to the rear of the plane. The rightmost lavatory showed "in use", so I assumed she had gone in there, as I pushed open the door to the left one. Wow - she was in the left one! Jeans and panties around her ankles and the door unlocked! I didn't really get to see much of her, though, as she pushed the door closed again immediately. The flight attendant sitting in the galley asked me if I knew the person in there! I didn't know what to answer to that one!The rightmost lavatory emptied and I used that one. When I returned to my seat, I asked her how she'd found the experience (not letting on at first it was me who opened the door on her). She explained what had happened (she claimed there was something wrong with the lock) and I ended up admitting it was me who had seen her - this seemed to make her a little happier.We managed to get adjacent rooms in the hotel - adjacent rooms with a connecting door! This was more than I could possibly have hoped for, but she was just as eager as I was to have this arrangement. I left my side of the door open and unlocked all the time. There was a gap under her side which was maybe half an inch - enough to see the light under it, but that was about it. I also started making a point of giving her a morning hug/kiss and an evening hug/kiss - all very platonic at first. By the end of the first week, I wasn't using my main room door at all - we'd exit and enter via hers, always leaving the connecting doors unlocked. I never did get much exposure to her more intimate aspects, though. Her underwear, etc. were never in sight, either in drawers or in her suitcase.One day toward the end of our first visit, she encouraged me to visit the exercise room. She wore a tight t-shirt and a pair of shorts which she filled exquisitely. With each step she took, her bottom (underwearless?) wobbled in an absolutely gorgeous manner. It was a wonder I was able to work out at all with that butt in the same room. And I know I wasn't the only guy with an issue like that - one older man on a stationary bicycle had his eyes glued to her butt during her entire time on the treadmill. Yum!During one of our trips, we talked in her room for a while after we finished exercising. I was hoping she'd do her post-exercise stretches while I was with her - I could hardly wait to see that. But alas, she directed me back to my own room and closed the door behind me before she started her stretches.She knew I liked her butt, of course. I had mentioned it a few times, only to her. One evening, after she'd had a few drinks, we went up to our rooms and shared a goodnight kiss and hug in her room. I slowly and deliberately let my hands slide down from her shoulders to her back to her waist, pausing slightly before proceeding further, to her hips and then her butt. But I didn't have the balls to follow through all the way to cup her perfect cheeks. I hesitated and stepped back before she had a chance to chastise me. She laughed and told me I would probably have gotten away with it, as the drinks had made her a little slow tonight. Sheesh! If only I'd realized that at the time!Next day at the office was very interesting. We have four flights of steps between the sidewalk and the office we work in. When nobody else was on the stairs, she walked up in front of me, maybe two steps between us. And she did the hip-shimmy thing, causing her beautiful butt cheeks to sway from side to side, inches in front of my nose. Does it get much better than this? And she knew exactly what she was doing and how I was reacting. I love to be teased like that - makes me feel extremely special! She joked about it later, telling me my face was a picture. I'm sure it was! I made sure she knew how much I had enjoyed it, too. I told her anytime she'd like her butthole licked, I'd happily do it for her - and she didn't seem at all fazed by that offer.The office gets extremely hot and with vinyl seats, almost everyone suffers from what we colloquially refer to as "swamp-ass". I knew she got it too, as she would often comment to me on it and I'd see her pick the material of her panties out of her butt crack every time she stood up. I joking offered to help her with that chore - she just smiled.We figured out a way to perhaps reduce swamp-ass was to take towels from the hotel and place them on our chairs. I lent her one of my towels to try and it certainly did soak up a lot of her butt sweat. At the end of the day, I asked for it back, planning to drape it over my face as I lay in bed that night and savor the aroma. No such luck - she insisted on keeping it and giving me a clean one from her room. I did ask her one more time and she (not so sure she was joking this time) called me sick. So I just planned better.Next day, she still had that 'used' towel in her bag. I brought two more from my room. I used one of the ones I'd brought and she used the one she had again. Toward the end of the day, one of the other women invited her to go along with her to get some coffee. So I took advantage of this situation, removed the towel she had been sitting on, rolled it up and placed it in my bag, then shifted the towel from my seat to hers and put a fresh towel down on my seat. When she came back, she noticed nothing amiss. That night, I did lay in bed with her butt sweat-soaked towel over my face, breathing in the perfect aroma as I jerked off three times in quick succession.I figured that was about as far as I'd get anywhere on that trip, except perhaps a slight grope as we said goodbye at the airport. But I hadn't been counting on her asking me to collect her checked luggage while she took care of some paperwork at the airport as soon as we landed. So I walked her over to the office she had to attend, then returned to the baggage carousel to get our bags. They were both sitting there when I arrived, so I made my way back to the terminal where I would be meeting her. And I was early. Noticing a men's bathroom nearby, I decided on the spur of the moment to investigate her packed underwear. Why didn't I think of that before? I took the bags into the handicapped stall and carefully opened hers. Everything was wrapped inside plastic bags, but I was able to relatively easily unfold one of them and lo and behold - two pairs of silk panties, balled up inside one another. Two pairs of obviously-worn silk panties. One lilac, one pale green. Both with very worn gussets and a slightly damp feel to the overall silk. I lifted one pair to my nose and inhaled deeply. Nothing significant in the way of womanly smells - just a light, flowery perfume. I tried the other pair. Same deal. What on earth is wrong here? I was expecting so much more, especially if she'd slept in or worked out in either of these pairs. Quite disappointed, but knowing time was of the essence, I replaced those two pairs of panties exactly where they had been in one of the bags and rummaged around for some more. It was then I discovered the stash of menstrual pads, with the same flowery smell as her panties. Rats! That would explain the complete lack of traces of crotch fluids or aromas. I replaced everything as it had been, calmed myself down and exited the bathroom to meet up with her again.The following week, we had a joint training class at our corporate headquarters. This was a Red Cross CPR training class. Maybe around 40 people in total. For the "hands on" part, the instructor broke us down into four groups of ten. And within our group of ten, there was one girl/girl pair, three guy/guy pairs - and us. A couple of the exercises were quite enjoyable from my perspective. You find someone lying face-down, unconscious. You attempt to rouse them first, by grasping their shoulder and stimulating them. By the time I'd finished caressing her shoulder, she was moaning for more! Great shoulders.Then I had to raise her right arm above her head, support her neck with one hand and roll her onto her back by grasping her left hip with the other. Wow. Being encouraged to touch her hips and pelvis! Needless to say, my hand may have encroached more into her groin area as I pulled her over. Very nice! Then we had to turn our victims back over into a safe position (recovery) on their side. Opportunity to gently fondle her absolutely gorgeous butt, trying to make it seem incidental, albeit briefly!The finale was the second way to help a conscious adult who is choking. Get behind your partner, put your thigh between her thighs and compress her stomach toward you with your fists. Well, needless to say, it doesn't take much to result in your groin pressing into her butt! A little wiggle and hello mister happy! She felt this, of course, and to my very pleasant surprise, didn't protest in the least! Alas, that was it for that class.Next week found us back at the client site overseas. By now, I had the hotel staff primed for our arrival. Adjacent rooms and the maid service would leave the internal doors between rooms unlocked. My plan was to inspect the underwear she'd worn the previous day. So on the Monday morning, we worked out in the gym and I was nicely surprised to observe the sweat she was building up. We showered, dressed, ate breakfast and went into the office for the day. When we returned in the evening, the doors between rooms were still open and as we went out to dinner, they remained so.During dinner, I made an excuse and hot-tailed it back to my room, then entered hers via the connecting door. As expected, a laundry bag lay on the floor with her previous set of clothes (including underwear) in it! Taking note of the bag's position and orientation, plus that of the clothes inside it, I quickly extracted the light blue pair of panties with the worn crotch and held them to my nose. The subtle aroma of her crotch and butt gave me an instant hard-on. I sniffed them, inhaled them and licked the gusset. Other than direct access to the source, can it get any better than this? Alas, much as I would have been delighted to revel in those panties for a significant amount of time, I reluctantly replaced them in the appropriate position in the bag, and the bag in the appropriate position on the floor and departed the room in the same condition as I had found it.One aspect I hadn't really expected was for my friend to not shut the connecting door fully when we were in our respective rooms. I discovered this quite by chance one day as I closed my bathroom door and heard a click from her side of the connecting door as the air current made it pop open. I ascertained she was in the shower and took a quick glance around for freshly-used underwear, but didn't see any. I figured she probably had it in the bathroom with her.At breakfast that morning, I made an excuse about having to get my medication from my room, made sure somebody else was involving her in a conversation and high-tailed it down to my room as quickly as possible. I entered her room through the connecting door and made straight for her used laundry bag, which she now left on the floor under her suitcase.Sure enough, there was a pair of light peach panties in there, with the same worn crotch as all her other panties seemed to have. I raised them to my face, my heart beating a hundred beats per minute. Nothing of significance, scent-wise or moisture-wise. They may as well have not even been worn.Next morning in the gym (we had arranged to work out together), I did a little time on a treadmill next to her, then moved over to some of the other equipment, positioning myself to make maximum use of the mirrored walls, if you get my drift. I could see her ponytail swinging back in forth in time to her stride, while her delightfully wobbly butt cheeks would take turns in forming that perfect overhang over the backs of her thighs. And she was totally unable to see me watching her. This went on for 10 or so minutes until she reached the end of her time on the treadmill.Again, during breakfast, I made an excuse to her (had to poop and didn't want to wait until I got into the office) and speedily returned to my room. Again, the connecting door was still open (it really did help that we had nicely gotten into the habit of always exiting via her main door, leaving the connecting doors both wide open). I rushed quickly to her room, noted the precise position of the laundry bag (not that the maid might not move it a little anyway) and looked for the freshest pair of panties in there. They were balled-up, light pink and very near the top. This looked really promising. I raised them to my face and inhaled. Oh yes! I unfurled them and examined the crotch - same tatty and worn crotch as all her other pairs, but there was a definite dampness to this one. And a very light brown smear. I pressed the crotch to my nose and breathed deeper than I can ever recall breathing. Oh yes. Ooooooh yes. An extremely intimate aroma. Just a hint of urine but with a musky overtone. A very musky overtone. I breathed in again and held it for a while. I examined the light brown smear. It looked like the kind of smear that wouldn't last through a laundering - it was so subtle. I sniffed it. YES! Definitely from a butt-hole. From HER butt-hole. Almost overcome with lust at this point, I came in my pants. And I hadn't even touched myself!I put the panties back where they'd come from and repositioned the laundry bag. I left our rooms and headed toward the elevator. Pressing the Down button, I glanced at my watch - I had three more minutes before I was expected down in the lobby. I turned back toward our rooms, re-entering and making straight for her laundry bag again. I extracted the same pair of wonderful-smelling panties, rubbed the crotch over my nose, then proceeded to lick the crotch, first the damp, musky area then the beautiful light brown smear. I contracted a severe case of cottonmouth, but it was so worth it!Replacing her underwear, I was exiting her room when I noticed the side of the bed she had been sleeping in. I sniffed along the area of the fitted sheet where her lower torso would have been. There was that unmistakable musky aroma again! I located the strongest spot I could find and kissed it. I inhaled it. I licked it. She had undoubtedly been masturbating in the night. Oh, the images that conjured up in my tortured mind! Oh how I'd love to have seen her, watched her, experienced her.coming to my senses, I left the bed more or less as I had found it (the maid would soon make it anyway) and went downstairs to meet my friend.That evening, we had arranged for the two of us to go out for a romantic dinner at a nearby French restaurant. We had a good time, managing to consume two bottles of a relatively nice French wine. When we arrived back at the hotel, it was around 11:30pm and we hung out in her room for a while, talking intimate matters, like when and how we each lost our virginities, how many partners we'd had, etc. And a few more things. We didn't cover anal sex this time, although we had sort of in the past. Around 1am, we decided to call it a night and got up (I had been laying on her bed, she was sitting in the easy chair) to hug each other goodnight. I kissed the right side of her neck and we fell into an easy, intimate hug, nuzzling each other behind the right ear. As we straightened up to go our separate ways, I slowly and deliberately pressed my left hand to her right butt cheek, getting a sudden feel for the firmness and amount of wobble present. She started to protest, very mildly, but as the contact was so brief, didn't object too strongly. I passed it off with a comment along the lines of "hey, I didn't squeeze it or pinch it!" and she appeared to accept that.And that's where we're at, as of last week.A new week. After a week at our respective homes, we returned to our international city. We arrived late on Sunday night, after the lounge was closed. I offered to go next door to the convenience store and bring back some beer. Offer eagerly accepted! So we sat in her room (laid on separate beds, actually) drinking beer and talking until small hours. Monday was uneventful and on Tuesday morning, we worked out together. She really worked out - I had never seen her so red. We returned to our rooms and individually got ready for breakfast. She left the connecting door ajar during shower time, etc. - but I was so busy with my own shower, I missed any possible window for voyeurism or panty-sniffing.So I had to fall back on the old "I have something stuck in my teeth" line at breakfast and return to my room on the pretense of having to floss. I made sure she would stay at breakfast, talking to somebody, then made my excuses and went downstairs. I entered through my door, quickly went into hers through the connecting door, propped it open fully in the hope the housekeeping would see that and get used to it (different floor this week, so different maid service) and headed for the laundry bag next to her suitcase.This time, I hit pay dirt. Tucked just beneath the sweaty jogging bra was a pair of light peach panties. They felt heavy as I pulled them from the bag and unfolded them. I thought my heart was going to explode with anticipation. I very carefully opened them up and oriented them so I could push my face to the inside of the gusset. I breathed deeply. And deeply again. Oh, this moist crotch was so good! The aroma was undoubtedly musky, pussy mixed with sweat. Or sweat mixed with pussy. Either way, I sniffed with abandon. Simply wonderful. But the best was yet to come. I started to lick the crotch and on the very first lick, realized there was something more substantial on the intimate material.There was a very viscous, almost transparent gob of vaginal secretion in the panties! Maybe the size of a quarter, very flattened. I slurped it right onto my tongue and then spent the next 15 minutes savoring it in my mouth, moving it around my cheeks, etc. But I wasn't spending those 15 minutes in her room _ I replaced the panties in the laundry bag and quickly left the room, exited via my room an went downstairs to catch a taxi into the office. In the cab, I sat behind my friend and smiled broadly the whole time - if only she knew what I had in my mouth....Tuesday morning was pretty much the highlight of that week. We worked out on Wednesday evening and after that, we cooled down in her room. This time, she did her cool down stretches in front of me. I could see a touch of light blue underwear, but nothing more significant.On the Wednesday evening, as we were about to leave the office, she offered me back the towel she had been sitting on all week! I was almost too startled to say thank you! I very carefully folded it and put in my briefcase for later enjoyment. I was moist and had a very subtle aroma of butt sweat. Yum! Sure enough, at bedtime I draped it over my face and jerked off to the lovely, intimate aroma.So another week began, with the two of us back in the remote city. On the Monday evening, we were both in the executive lounge later in the evening, when I quietly wandered off and went down to our rooms, letting myself in via my room as usual. I did the usual scan of her laundry bag and discovered two pairs of panties - one light blue and one light peach. Nothing significant regarding either pair, though.Tuesday morning, I excused myself during breakfast to try and poop and again headed downstairs.Usual entry pattern, checked her laundry bag and found nothing of significance. Bummer :(Tuesday evening, we both worked out and then changed afterwards before heading upstairs to the executive lounge for dinner and some work. While she was sitting there, I headed downstairs to check out her laundry again, knowing she changed her panties after working out. I hit pay dirt this time! Dark purple panties, in a ball at the top of her bag. I carefully opened them up and inspected the crotch. A slightly crusty, white mark. A delicious smell. I sniffed, I scraped, I licked. I nibbled at it a little, trying to extract the most possible from her crotch. I licked the crotch so thoroughly - the whole gusset was moist by the time I had finished my two minute experience. I concluded by stuffing the whole crotch into my mouth and sucking on it. I just hope she doesn't try wearing that pair again tomorrow! Unlikely though, as they were in her laundry bag. I reluctantly replaced them, left her room and headed back upstairs to rejoin her.END
myfirstconcert.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/myfirstconcert.txt	I went to my first rock concert one summer while I was in high school at age sixteen. It was a Def Leppard concert, and I was really excited to see them live. My girlfriend and I got general admission tickets and were on the lawn at the back of the amphitheatre.I was wearing a button front sheer black lace shirt, black bra, black lace tights with black panties, a denim coat, and a very short denim skirt with black fuck me pumps when I got dropped off at my friend's house. My girlfriend talked me into getting rid of my bra and panties before we left for the show. It was our girl's night out, so I did it to be sexy for the guys. It was a warm August night, so I knew I would be warm enough outdoors.We met a couple of guys at the show. The one that seemed to like me was older, maybe thirty, and took a real interest in me, dancing with me every few songs. He had a flask with tequila that he shared with me while we danced. His friend had some marijuana, and we all smoked some and I got pretty buzzed.During the song Love Bites, I started dancing pretty dirty, grinding my butt against his crotch. He took off my jacket and fondled my tits through my shirt. Sometime before the song ended, he removed my skirt, leaving me dancing in the dark wearing just my tights and lace shirt. I stayed like this for the rest of the show, carrying my clothes out to the parking lot. I wasn't naked, but I wanted to be and my outfit left little to the imagination. My girlfriend decided to take her guy home in her car, leaving me to get a ride with mine. Once we were in his car and stuck in traffic trying to leave the show, he reached over and unbuttoned my shirt to play with my breasts, skin on skin. I started rubbing his cock through his pants. He told me to take off my tights, so I did, and he ran his fingers through my pubic hair before getting to my bare lips. He stopped there and rubbed my clit until I was very worked up and I made him stop. I then leaned over to take his cock out of his pants and give him a blow job while we were creeping along in traffic. He slipped my shirt off while I was sucking his cock and pinched my nipples. I sucked him until he came in my mouth, and I greedily swallowed all he had for me. I was butt naked when I sat up, and the people in the cars around us honked their horns and cheered when they saw me, so I hung out the window and waved at them, flashing my tits for all to see.Instead of going home, I went with the guy to his place after the show. It was pretty late when we got there. Once we were parked, he gathered up my clothes. I thought he was helping me until he got out and walked to his front door, forcing me to follow completely naked up the street to his place. I was still fairly buzzed, so I giggled all the way until I caught him. Once inside, we had a few more shots of tequila before I helped him out of his clothes. We started fucking right there on the living room floor in the missionary position with him holding my legs up in the air. After a couple of minutes, his roommate walked in on us complaining about the noise. My lover embraced me and rolled us over so I was now on top. He told his roommate to join in. I was still buzzed, not quite focused on what they were saying, and didn't realize he had just given me away until his roommate shoved his cock in my face. When I opened my mouth to protest, he shut me up by sticking it in my mouth. I then did what came naturally and sucked his cock. He pulled out before cumming and next thing I knew he was fucking me in the ass. The three of us fucked all night on the floor of the living room, doing shots every now and then. I guess I eventually passed out, not really sure of when.When I woke up it was just getting light outside. I was naked on the floor and not sure where I was. It took me a few minutes to remember the night before. I looked around the apartment I was in and found my lover asleep on the bed, and his roommate in the other bedroom. I didn't wake either of them, and found my way to the bathroom. I still had cum oozing from my ass, so I did my best to clean myself up. When I was done, I started looking for my clothes. All I could find was my purse and my shirt, so I put it on and went out to see if the rest was in the car. I didn't care that I was bottomless. My head was pounding and I just wanted to get home. It took me a couple minutes to locate where it was parked since it was just getting light out and I was still a bit fuzzy in the head. One of the windows was down, so I stuck my head in but all I found was my skirt and shoes. I'm not sure what became of the rest. I may have thrown it out the window on the way there. I slipped into my skirt and headed down the street until I found a bus stop. I guess I looked like a prostitute in the lace top and short skirt, because I got propositioned several times on the way to and while waiting at the bus stop.I had to change busses a couple times to get to where I lived. One of them was through a part of town that I wouldn't normally go. At one stop, a very large Hispanic guy got on. I was seated in the very back corner. He took a seat right beside me, staring at me as he did. Once seated, he rested his hand on my bare thigh and asked me how I was doing. I told him I had a pretty rough night. I noticed he was staring at my tits through my sheer shirt as he rubbed my thigh. He then cupped my breast and said that I was a hot little white girl and told me to get off the bus with him at the next stop. I didn't want to, but I also don't think I had much say in the matter. Besides, I was starting to get turned on which was making my head feel better. The bus stopped, and he took my hand and pulled me behind him as we got off. I was dragged into an alley where he sat me on a trash can and opened my shirt to suck and bite on my nipples. He then turned me around and bent me over the can, lifted my skirt and stuck his big cock in me in one hard thrust, commenting on what a slut I was dressed like that and going without panties. I was getting off good but I begged him not to cum in me without protection, I didn't want to get pregnant. He didn't say a word as he pulled out and shoved his cock in my ass. He gave me a nice hard ass fucking and shot his cum in my ass before thanking me for my time and leaving me there. Sex was just what I needed. I felt great afterward with no more hang over.My legs were pretty wobbly as I made my way back to the bus stop and caught the next one, which was the last bus to get me home. When I got there, I crept in very quietly. I didn't want my parents to discover that I had been out partying all night and coming home nearly naked. I slipped into my room, got out of my clothes and got into bed.I slept until my brother woke me for dinner.END---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 72
measuringmycum12.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/measuringmycum12.txt	Author's Note: I cannot confirm whether this story is purely a work of fiction or has elements of truth. I will leave it to your imagination.***Part 12"Well, that must feel a lot better," said Dr Taylor, as I opened my eyes from the high of my orgasm. "And you've produced quite a lot of semen too," she added, pointing to the semen beaker. I looked at her, then mom, standing next to the doctor, still topless, wearing only her black panties. I couldn't quite believe what we had all just done together, but I nodded, as I was a little lost for words.Mom looked at the beaker too for a moment, and then seemed to become self-conscious standing there almost naked in front of the doctor and said, "Excuse me, while I put my clothes back on." She picked up her bra, blouse and skirt in turn, and I watched as she put her clothes back on.It was just as sexy watching mom dress as undress, seeing her put her bra and blouse on and then slide on her skirt with a wiggle.Dr Taylor looked at me and said, "You should dress too Jacob. I am finished with you for today. Both of you, please come and join me in my main office when you are ready."I jumped off the couch and went back into the bathroom. I cleaned myself, and put my clothes back on.When I entered the 'inner' consultation room again it was empty. I guess both mom and the doctor were back in the regular consulting room.I joined them, opening the interconnecting door and walking in. The doctor had her white coat back on and was sitting behind her desk again with mom on a chair in front of her. It hardly seemed possible that a few minutes ago they had both been helping me to wank off, they looked so prim and proper sitting there!Dr Taylor smiled at me as I sat down next to mom."Jacob and Marge," she started, "I am so glad we have managed to get a sample today, and that you have felt comfortable enough to provide one in my presence. And I am so pleased to see you are comfortable with each other in a situation where you are both nude and a little sexual," she said.And then looking at mom directly, she continued, "I'm especially pleased with you Marge at how helpful you are to Jacob." I guess she must have been referring to mom taking off her bra and playing with my cock with her tits. "Most people would not understand, but I do," she added, smiling at us both.I saw mom blush just for a moment, but then regained her composure."Now," continued Dr Taylor, " I am very hopeful you can proceed to the next stage of the suggested treatment, but I do understand that may be a little difficult. I am going to give you the contact details of three ladies who I believe will be more than happy to help you Jacob, should you and your mom choose to proceed that way. However, if you need my help in getting to the next stage if you'd like to try it between yourselves, then do let me know," she added, looking at mom in particular.It seemed rather extraordinary, the matter of fact way, the doctor had just said she would help mom and me to have intercourse, but that's what she had just said!Mom and I both listened in silence and then mom said, "I will think about it and let you know Dr Taylor. It is something quite unusual you are suggesting. Thank you for your kind offer to assist though."Dr Taylor smiled and then began writing on a piece of paper. I guessed she must have been writing the contact details of the 'ladies' who I could go and see to have sex with. Fuck - what a thought! My dick became semi hard again in my pants at the idea!After a few minutes, Dr Taylor finished writing, and folded the piece of paper up and put it in a white envelope she took out from a drawer next to her."I've written the contact details of these ladies together with some additional information which may help you decide who to see. You may see any one or all of them. I will let them know you may give them a call, but give it a couple of days before phoning, so I can let them know in advance you may want to see them. These are all quite delightful women, who have been clients' of mine for a number of years and who I can assure you will be most supportive to your needs, Jacob. I have sent them numerous young men of your age and slightly older, and they have helped tremendously in the treatment of the various conditions of those men. Dr Taylor paused for a moment. "However," she continued, "I would just say that, as you may expect, these ladies came to see me originally because they have high sex urges, which were not being satisfied. Because of this, some of them have particular...," she paused again for a moment, "....fetishes. Do you understand what I mean by that Jacob?""Er...," I replied meekly, not sure quite what to say."By that I mean, some of these ladies have particular things they like to do in relation to sex. You will find that many ladies, especially those with high sex drives and of a mature age, who are still sexually active, enjoy particular things which help them to orgasm, in addition to just normal sex."I just nodded again, trying to take this in. Fuck! My dick twitched again in my pants."Now, I must see you again next week for a sample, or possibly sooner if you would like my help in any other way for the next stage of your treatment," said Dr Taylor getting up, indicating the consultation was over. "Remember, you don't need to take cum measuring samples at home anymore -- just once a week with me from now onwards."Mom and I both got up and shook the doctor's hand in turn, and we said our goodbyes. The doctor had given mom the white envelope containing the ladies' details as we left.As we sat in the car driving home, I was dying to open the envelope, but thought it best to leave it till mom raised the subject.Mom was silent for a while and then said, "How did you feel giving a sample in front of the doctor?""I was a bit uncomfortable at first," I said truthfully, "But in the end, strangely enough, it was a bit of a turn on doing it in front of her." "Yes, I felt the same," mom replied, much to my surprise. "I wasn't sure at first, but when we got going, I started to get quite turned on too by the end. If we hadn't had to keep our secret from the doctor about how far we've actually gone in getting your samples at home, I would have sucked and fucked you right there."I was slightly taken aback by mom's words, but hearing her talk like that started to get me hard again, and a streak of lust ran through me. I had never imaged mom saying something like that."Well at least we know what is wrong with you now, and what needs to be done to get you fixed," she continued. "I'm not sure if I'm comfortable about you seeing other women yet though. I suppose the good thing is that they've all got medical checks from Dr Taylor and will have no STDs, so you won't catch anything. Let me think about it for a bit though."I felt a little disappointed as mom said that, but I hoped she would come round to the idea."But, I have a another plan or two for now," she continued. "Let's make another appointment with Dr Taylor and pretend we'd like her to help us go to the 'next stage' as she put it. You know, about you penetrating me."I listened in silence, and my dick carried on growing in my pants."We need to let the doctor think it's her that helps us fuck for the first time, as I wouldn't want her to know we've already done it. And then perhaps we can see her a couple of times a week and do it in her presence, as it was a bit of a turn on. Dr Taylor looked quite up for it and keen about the idea, I thought. And you never know, she might get a bit more involved as she let you touch her today. She seemed to like my boobs for some reason too. What do you think?"My dick was now straining, hearing mom talk like that and my cheeks flushed red."Why are you blushing Jacob?""Er..well," I said meekly, "I'm just getting really turned on hearing you talk like that mom... and... err... well... my dick is really straining in my pants now."Mom looked down for a moment at my crotch while she drove and saw my cock tenting up my pants as I sat."Oh, you poor thing," said mom. Then, with her eyes back on the road ahead, and one hand on the driving wheel, she put her hand nearest me on my crotch and rubbed my hard cock firmly through the fabric of my trousers.I gasped at her touch. Fuck! I almost felt like cumming there and then!"If you carry on like that mom, I'm gonna cum in my pants," I said honestly."Well, we can't have you doing that," she replied. "Try to hang on honey as we're almost home, and I'll sort you out then. And we won't have to worry about getting samples in that silly semen beaker now, as the doctor said. So you can cum normally, wherever you like."Fuck! Man, this was turning out to be such a hot conversation, I really did feel like whipping my dick out whilst I sat in the passenger seat of our car, and wanking myself off, hearing mom talk like that! Luckily, however, whilst my dick was still straining, mom turned into our road, and shortly after, pulled into our driveway.Mom quickly got out and so did I, albeit a little awkwardly, trying to hid my hard on with my hands in case any nosy neighbours were looking.We got inside our hallway and mom closed the front door and then the inner porch door. As soon as we were in, much to my amazement at her speed, mom pushed me back against the wall, knelt down in front of me, and started trying to unzip my pants!It was a little awkward as my hard-on was stretching the fabric, but she seemed to manage it as she pulled my pants and boxers shorts down to my ankles, and out popped my now semi hard dick, finally free. Immediately, she took it in her mouth and I became fully hard in an instant, as she started sucking me frantically. Fuck! My lust was raging due the way mom had come inside the house and started giving a blowjob like some sex mad nympho.I grabbed her head and hair as she pumped my dick with her mouth, taking me in fully to the hilt as she almost gagged on it."Yea, suck it mom. Fuck - that's so good," I said, in heaven.As I had been dying to come earlier in the car, it didn't take long, and within a few moments I spurted. "Ohhhh... AHHHHH... AHHHH!" I groaned as I came, gushing a bucket load into her mouth, pushing myself back against the wall for support. She expertly clamped onto me as I came, swallowing everything I fed her. God, that felt so good!My eyes had closed as I had cum, and now I opened them and saw her cleaning my now limp dick. Then, she stood up and said, "Mmm...that was lovely. I hope you're feeling better now." And then she gave me a peck on the cheek, and started walking up the stairs. "I'm going for a shower now. Why don't you have one too and I'll see you downstairs later for something to eat," she said, as she went, leaving me half naked with my pants and trousers still around my ankles.I made myself decent and sat down on the next to bottom step of the stairs as I recovered from my orgasm. Fuck that was so amazing! I looked through the frosted inner porch door at the daylight outside and thought about what had happened at Dr Taylor's consultation in the afternoon. That had been really hot too, and all that stuff about me having to have sex regularly as my treatment, and with other women as well! Then, I remembered the envelope containing the contact details of the other ladies Dr. Taylor had said I could call. Mom had put it on the back seat of the car and left it in there when we came into the house in a rush.I got up, picked up the keys mom had put down on the table next to the door and went out to get it.I came back in, shut the door behind me and was about to open the envelope when something made me stop. I'd better wait do it in front of mom, I thought. As she had said she wanted to think about it for a while, it might put her off if I appeared too keen.I decided to go up and shower.After showering, as I dried myself off and walked naked back into my bedroom from my en-suite bathroom, I heard mom from across the hallway in her bedroom call out loudly, "Honey, have you finished in the bathroom?""Yea, sure have mom," I shouted back, so she could hear. "I'm just gonna get dressed.""Are you naked?" she called out again."Er..yes," I replied, "I'm just drying myself off with a towel.""Well, come in here and do that. Don't be shy."I paused my drying for a moment and my dick stirred. Maybe mom had other plans before we went downstairs to eat. It had been about forty-five minutes since I came in mom's mouth earlier. I reckoned I could cum again now.I was by now quite comfortable being nude in front of mom, so I casually walked out of my room, rubbing my hair dry with the towel as I did so.As I walked into mom's bedroom, my dick seemingly having a life of it's own, although still limp, had filled out a little, and flopped from side to side with a bit of a swing.I had my eyes half covered as I walked in as I was still drying my hair, but as I pulled the towel away from my eyes, a hot, horny sight greeted me.Mom was on the bed, with her back half propped up by the headboard. She was naked and had her legs wide open with her pussy lips pulled apart, so I could see the pink flesh inside, and she was playing with it, with one finger of her right hand. She looked damned fucking hot!Sexily, she said, "Don't you want some of the medicine the doctor ordered?" and smiled at me.Fuck! How could not! I threw the towel on a chair, and clambered onto the bed on my knees towards the centre of mom's wide-open legs."Lick me first honey," she said, gently.I bent my head down between her thighs and started to lick her. She tasted wonderful. I lapped around her pussy lips and then stuck my tongue in deeper into her fuck hole, darting it in and out, like I was fucking it with my tongue.Mom writhed in pleasure and groaned, "Mmmm...Oh yes...Jacob...that soooo.. nice..."I continued lapping her pussy, and she closed her thighs around my ears and head almost pulling my face into her crotch with them.I was now clamped onto mom's delicious pussy with my mouth, sliding my tongue in and out, and up and down the wet, juicy pink flesh there. I must have touched a sensitive spot, as she cried out louder than before, "Ohh...Ohh...yes, honey...that's it...oohhh."Mom let go of clamping my head with her thighs. I lifted my head up and looked down at her thick pussy mound, with the lips hanging invitingly. I had an urge to put my finger in."Can I finger fuck you?" I said eagerly. "Go on," she said, "Then stick that hard cock in."I gently prodded her pussy with my middle finger, and enjoying the sensation, I added a second finger. Mom writhed on my fingers, pushing herself onto them.My dick was now rock hard and straining, I wanted to stick it into her.After a few more moments, I raised my arms and pushed mom's thighs back, revealing her wet open cunt. It looked really inviting"I'm gonna fuck you now, mom," I said determinedly."Do it baby," she replied, her eyes closed.I positioned my knees between mom's thighs and pointed the tip of my dick towards her pussy. Then, I rubbed my dickhead along it, as if teasing her, and finally pushed in."Ahhhh..." I cried as I did so. Mom's pussy walls grabbed the sides of my rock hard prick as I pushed all the way in, and started pumping, in and out.Fuck! This felt so good!I held the top part of the middle of mom's thighs as I fucked her. My chest was at about 45 degree angle to her as she lay below me, and my dick penetrated her deeply as she held her thighs wide open. Mom's large tits wobbled below me as I started to slap into her with my groin and balls as I pumped.Then, I put my elbows down either side of her chest, and as I pumped her with my dick I saw her open her eyes, and for the first time, I wanted to kiss her as we fucked. I lay my chest flat on her boobs and brought my lips down to hers and we started to French kiss. Our tongues worked inside each other's mouths greedily and sexily for what seemed like ages. I continued pumping her, and then we broke our kiss as I straightened up again and placed my hands on her thighs."Go on, fuck me Jacob," she said, now looking directly at me. "Fuck me, and cum inside me. Mix all your creamy prick juice with my cunt's. That's what we want."I continued pumping in and out, and I knew it wouldn't be long now."Come on," she continued, almost taunting me to cum inside her.""I'm going to let you fuck me whenever and wherever you like now," she continued, tauntingly. "We can do it all the time and in front of the doctor. And if you satisfy me enough, I'll even let you fuck your aunt Jean and other women. Come on fuck me, cum in side me..."And that was it for me. Her lewd, hot words did the trick, and I came, big time. "Uhhhhh... Uhhhhh... Uhhhhh..." I cried out, shooting deep inside her, wave after wave of my spunk.Finally, I collapsed in a heap on top of mom as she wriggled beneath me, and wrapped her arms around my back in an embrace.After a few moments, I turned to lie on my back naked next to mom. I was just coming off the high of my orgasm, when I recalled what she had said last of all as we had fucked."Mom, what did you say about aunt Jean? Did you say you would let me fuck her? What do you mean?" I said.Mom rested her head on her elbow and stroked my chest as she spoke. "Well, that was something I was going to speak to you about later as one of my plans. I might as well tell you about it now."I listened intently, enjoying the sensation of mom stroking me."You know, I mentioned that I'd spoken to Jean a while back, and told her you had a bit of a personal problem?""Yes," I replied."Well, I did say to her it was something to do with your privates, and that I had been told by a doctor that I had to help you to cum."I was a little shocked mom had told aunt Jean about this, who I knew as equally as 'prim and proper' as mom (before I knew about mom's own lustful nature, that is)."What did she say?" I said, a little alarmed."She was quite surprised, and at first didn't approve. But I told her it was for medical reasons, and for a few weeks only, and we had no choice. But I haven't told her just how far I've gone with you. She has no idea yet.""Yet?" I replied. "I can't ever imagine getting to the stage of telling her what we're doing or Jean letting me ever have sex wit her," I added."I know what you mean Jacob, but I also know my sister very well unlike you, and I know her intimate ways in the past. She used to be quite friendly with men in her younger days before she got married. She changed a bit after getting married and becoming a widow, but she's been single now for a while, I know she hasn't had sex with a man for over two years.""So?" I said."Well, I know she has sexual urges and cravings like all women, and she's confided those to me. My plan is that we should ask her to stay with us for a few weeks and we'll try to get her involved in some way in helping you. You know she doesn't work like me, so she will have the time."I remembered Aunt Jean was fairly well-to-do, as she lived off a large insurance payout when her husband died"We won't tell her to start off with that Dr Taylor has now said we don't need to take samples of your cum anymore at home, or the new suggested treatment," mom continued. "We'll start off by keeping quiet about that. We'll use the excuse that while I'm at work, you need someone to help you cum. I think that when she starts to see your lovely cock and body, her lustful cravings will develop into something more, just like they did for me. And I will try to encourage and entice her and ask her to join me when I do a pretend collection of your cum. I'm sure we'll be able to get her begging for you to fuck her by the time we've finished!"Wow! I was amazed by the way mom's mind worked. Fuck me! I was trying to imagine both mom and aunt Jean playing with my dick at the same time to help me to cum. Man!"Ok," I said. "I won't complain about having two women play with my dick," I added with a giggle. "And it's kind of exciting that it's you and aunt Jean at the same time.""Your aunt's got a nice large butt as well, which I know you like," said mom, smiling back at me teasingly. "Just imagine having two full juicy ass's to play with."My dick stirred at the thought, even though I had cum just moments ago. To be honest, I had been turned on by aunt Jean's ass many a time when she had been over to stay before. It was quite full and curvy, very much like mom's, but maybe slightly bigger, although not gross. I decided not to mention I had fantasized about aunt Jean to mom just yet."Mom your mind is just amazing," I replied, keeping my thoughts to myself."I haven't finished yet," said mom. "While Jean's here, we'll also start having sessions with Dr. Taylor where we get the doctor to think she has helped us to have intercourse together for the first time. I've got the feeling Dr Taylor can be a lot more hands on then she let on to us so far, if you know what I mean."My dick stirred again, and I just looked at mom open mouthed!To be continued...--------------------------------------------------------This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.--------------------------------------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 81
postnuptials.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/postnuptials.txt	It had been three weeks since Eugene and Audrey had had sex, and he was ready to explode.He had tried everything, from subtle hints to fancy dinners. Gradually, he got increasingly direct. Tonight, he had coated his request in flattery, with a touch of humor, ribaldry and raw desire, and she still turned him down."Are you playing some kind of game with me?" he said."No.""Then what's wrong?""I'm not in the mood.""You haven't been in the mood for three weeks." He waited for her to respond.Audrey was a woman of few words in private. The first time he met her was at a party, and she was charming and chatty. But on their first date, he sweated blood to extract a response. So he was used to her terseness."What's wrong?" he said."Nothing.""Why won't you have sex with me?""I don't feel like it.""Shouldn't you see a doctor?""No.""But we can't go on like this?""Why not?""Wait a minute. We used to have sex two or three times a week. We celebrated our 10th anniversary last month. And all of a sudden, you have no interest in me?""I didn't say I have no interest in you.""But you just said you don't care if we go on like this. You're contradicting yourself.""No, I'm not. I have an interest in you.""But you don't have an interest in having sex with me.""Right.""Do you have any idea how this lack of interest started?""No.""When did you first realize you didn't desire me anymore? Was it something I did?""No, it wasn't something you did, and I don't know when I first realized it.""Was it exactly three weeks ago, or earlier?""Earlier.""How much earlier?""I don't know exactly?""Was it more than a month?""Yes.""Was it more than three months?""Yes?""Wait a minute. Was it more than a year?""Yes?""But why didn't you say anything before this?""Because, I didn't want a divorce.""But now you do.""I'm fine with the way things are.""Wait. I want to go back so I get this straight. Has it been more than five years?""Yes.""More than 10 years?""Yes.""Did you ever desire me?""I wanted to marry you, didn't I?""You didn't answer the question.""No, I didn't desire you sexually.""Then, why did you marry me?""There were other things about you I desired. And you desired me.""Back to divorce. Did you say you don't want a divorce?""No, I said I'm fine with the way things are. But if you want a divorce, I won't fight it.""You can't anyway in California. Everything's split 50-50. I wonder what the jury would say in a different state about you deceiving me for more than 10 years. You say you don't mind staying together. What am I supposed to do?""I don't mind if you go to whores, since I won't have to worry about catching anything. It's none of my business.""What about you?""It's none of your business.""Have you been seeing another man?""It's none of your business.""That's right. You seem to know the law, too, Audrey. If you're seeing someone else, all I could do is divorce you, which you don't mind, because you'd get half of everything. But why wouldn't you want to be with him -- unless maybe he's married. I don't really give a damn, anyway.""Is this conversation finished?""Yes, Audrey, I'm only going to say this once, but I have to say it. You are a cold-hearted bitch, but a hell of an actress. Do you have a lawyer?""Yes, it's Portia.""Oh yeah, your friend. So she's been advising you. I always thought she was a nice person and felt sorry for her because her asshole husband runs after every skirt he sees. I've never done that to you. It looks like you're about to yawn. OK, we'll let the lawyers do the talking."*For some reason, Eugene procrastinated. He woke up the next morning feeling like a dead man. Everything he had taken for granted had turned out to be wrong. It was as if he were a ghost in his own marriage. He walked around in a daze day after day.He took care of his needs with some nice looking call girls, but he felt like an animal being serviced and got little pleasure from them. He was starting to think that his whole life was a lie, and a couple of times the thought of ending it even crossed his mind. The realization that Audrey would inherit the entire estate stopped those impulses.He alternated in feeling sorry for Audrey because apparently ice flowed in her veins instead of blood to feeling tremendous anger and rage that she had cheated him out of true happiness.He was sitting in a Starbucks bent over his double shot one afternoon when he felt someone's eyes on him. He looked up to see Portia gazing at him from a nearby table. When she saw him looking back, she smiled until she saw his face turn dark. He got up and headed for the door."Wait!" she shouted as he was walking down the street. He stopped and she ran up to him."I know I haven't seen a lawyer yet, Portia," he said. "Don't ask me why.""I feel so bad for you, Eugene," she said. He looked at her, and her eyes were moist."OK, fine, Portia," he said. "I'm not blaming you for representing Audrey. She's your friend. But I shouldn't be talking to you. I don't know what she told you, but I'm still in shock, and I might say things that you could use against me. So goodbye.""I'm not representing Audrey anymore," Portia said. "I can't tell you anything she told me because it was privileged, but when I started to ask her some questions, she clammed up. The next day she called and told me she decided to use another lawyer because we've known each other as couples. But she doesn't really need a lawyer anyway. I think she knows family law as well as I do.""Anyway, I just wanted to tell you how badly I felt for you, and I also wanted you to know that I'm divorcing Jake."I'm sorry," said Eugene. "Actually, I take that back. I'm happy for you, because you've always seemed too nice a person to be punished with a husband like Jake. I'm sure you're going to find a wonderful man the second time around.""I hope so," said Portia. "And I wish you the same with your second wife.""Oh, I don't know if I'll ever trust a woman again," he said."Don't say that," she said. "Audrey is not your average woman. When Jake and I used to get together with the two of you, we would talk about business, and I found out she's totally amoral. That's one reason why she's been so successful. She won't do anything illegal, but only because the risk is too great. But she'll do anything short of illegal to come out ahead, including cheat. It's not even something she thinks about. She's a special woman. I don't think that came out right.""No, it's true," he said. "She certainly is something special." He laughed a hollow laugh. "Thanks for your good wishes. I'll see you around."He called Portia a week later and asked her for a referral."Would you think it strange if I suggested myself?" she said."Could you do that?" he said."I'd have to get permission from both Audrey and her lawyer," she said. "But if you like the idea, I'll try."The next day, she called and said, "They both said they didn't care, so if you want me, I'm yours. I should tell you that it's pretty cut and dried. Audrey has prepared pretty well.""What do you mean?" he said. "In this state, there's not much she or I can do?""You're wrong," said Portia. "When you come in, I'll tell you what she's done to you. But you're right that there's not much you can do now. Can you come in early tomorrow. I'm all booked up, but I'll come in an hour before my first appointment if you want."The next morning, she told him, "We don't have much time, but before we talk about anything else, I need to tell you about the 10-year rule. When Audrey consulted me, I asked her if she knew about it, but she didn't answer me. I could tell she did, though.""What are you talking about," said Eugene."I thought you didn't know," said Portia. "In simple terms, if a woman is married to a man for 10 years in California, she gets a huge advantage in a divorce. It could be the man, too, like when the woman is a wealthy movie star."After 10 years, the court considers the spouse more of an integral part of whatever success the other partner achieved, and entitled to more. So Audrey will receive from you, in addition to half your joint assets, payments that allow her to live in the same style that she's been accustomed to.""So she stuck it out with me for 10 years so she could hit the jackpot," said Eugene."Well, she can point out that when you were married, both of you had nothing except student loans to pay off," said Portia, "but everyone who knew you in school felt you had a high probability for success."The talked about legalities, options, timing and costs, and the hour was soon almost gone. "I haven't even had a chance to get your history," said Portia, "but if you like fish, you can come over tonight and we can work during dinner.""Thanks," said Eugene, "but I know you like Indian, so I'm picking some up on the way over. And I know we're sort of friends, but I insist that you bill me for tonight.""OK," said Portia, "but I won't bill you for the chewing and swallowing time, although we do have a computer program in the office that does that."Dinner was a group therapy session. First, Eugene told Portia his life story. He broke down several times when he told her how he met and fell in love with Audrey and about their seemingly happy marriage. Now he was beginning to notice some tell-tale signs, such as her postponing starting a family, but he still couldn't understand how someone could pretend to love someone else for 10 years. And he blamed himself for not seeing through her.Portia tried to comfort him. She told him about some of her unusual family law cases, and said that she had handled more than a dozen cases where the wife not only didn't love the husband, but used him as a baby-making money machine. Once the kids were out of college, she quickly divorced the husband, who often had no clue that she had never loved him.Then Portia told him her story, about how she found out that Jake had started cheating within a year after their marriage. Though she was tough as nails at work, she was afraid to face her personal failure and get her own divorce. She bitterly talked about some of the humiliation she put up with for years."You know, it was Audrey coming in to see me that finally pushed me to do what I should have done eight years ago," she said. She was thoughtful for a moment and took a deep breath."Eugene," she said, "I'm hesitating to tell you this, because it makes no difference to your legal situation. But I can't help thinking of you more as a good friend than a client, and I know that somehow or other you will find out, and then it will be another shock. I think hearing this from me here tonight will soften it a little bit. But you have to promise me you won't do anything rash if I tell you.""What are you talking about, Portia?" he said. "It's something about me and Audrey, isn't it? I'll bet it's another man. I've been thinking there's got to be something else, unless Audrey is a sexless robot. But I don't care who he is at this point, and I'm not angry at him. I guess I'm curious, that's all. So I won't track him down and kill him, if that's what you're worried about.""It's a little different than you think," said Portia. "Did you have any idea that Audrey was bisexual? The other man is really a woman, and her name would mean nothing to you, so I'm not even going to tell you. Audrey never talked to me or her other friends about her friend, but we found out and know all about them. They've been together at least eight or nine years.""A woman," he said. "I was thinking back and could never remember Audrey flirting with another man. But I never would have guessed it was a woman, because of how she was with me in bed. Of course, now I realize that was just an act, but I still can't get over how good an act it was.""Does that upset you more than a man?" said Portia. "Are you homophobic?""No," he said. "It makes no difference who it was. She's the one I'm angry at. Actually, I'm thinking she's not bisexual. Since she didn't like sex with me and never sought out another man, she must be a lesbian. That means she was even a better actress than I thought.""I never told anybody, but when we first met, Audrey came on to me," said Portia. "I think it was either before she knew her lady friend, or they weren't really together yet. She got me all red in the face at lunch one day when she was trying to seduce me and tell me it would make no difference to our husbands because she wasn't a man."I didn't know what to do, so I told her I was flattered, but I couldn't do that to Jake and you. I already knew Jake was running around, so I was really thinking of you, and I really felt sorry for you then. Afterward, I thought to myself that I should have told her I wasn't bisexual so there were no misunderstandings. But then I heard about her and her friend, and they've been monogamous as far as I can tell."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have used that word considering how she was deceiving you. Whenever Jake and I got together with Audrey and you, I enjoyed your company, but I always had a tear in my eye when we went home, because I felt so bad for you. There, that's all of the true confessions I can think of for tonight."Thank you, Portia," he said. "Despite the psychodrama, this has been a wonderful evening. I hope I haven't intruded on your private life. I feel that because of your friendship, I'm getting much more from my lawyer than I'm paying for."She ignored his words, but he saw her wiping a tear from her eye. "Speaking of money," she said, "I want to wind this up quickly, because the more I drag it out, the more it will cost you. I think I have all the information I need for now. I'll call you if there are any questions, and when I'm ready to lay everything out for you, my secretary will schedule an appointment."The call came two weeks later. The secretary said that Audrey was overbooked for the next week but didn't want to delay seeing him, and would it be all right if they met at her house for dinner the next night. He was not to bring anything, except a bottle of wine.After the plates had been cleared, Portia put a large folder of papers in front of her. "This is it, and it's all ready to go whenever you want to file," she said. "I didn't date anything yet, and you can take your time going through everything. The news isn't good. There's no legal way she's not going to get half of everything, plus those healthy lifestyle payments for staying with you 10 years. I hope you can afford them."By the way, even though I think I've researched every possible legal way to change the settlement, I may have overlooked something, and I don't mind at all if you take all these papers to another lawyer or two for their opinions. I've done all the work for them, so they can get the picture quickly and shouldn't charge too much.""I'm sure I don't need to do that," he said."Thanks for the vote of confidence," she said. "I really wish I thought there was even a slight chance for another lawyer to find something I missed. I feel so bad for you.""It's funny," he said, "listening to you right now, do you know what I picked up on? I think you said it twice, something to the effect that there's no legal way to fight this. What popped into my mind was, is there an illegal way?"She laughed. "Yes, I thought about that, too, when I was working on this," she said. "What could you do that might not be legal? The only thing I could think of was blackmail. Do you want to hear what I was fantasizing about?""I'd love to," he said."Well then, the consultation part of this evening is over, and we're moving to the living room. What I'm about to tell you has nothing to do with my profession, and I'm not advising you in any way. You're just going to listen to the sick ravings of a demented mind. Is that understood?"They sat down facing each other. She looked at him and laughed again. "You are so innocent and naive," she said. "You would never be a good lawyer."I was thinking to myself, if you had something on her, you could use it against her. But what could it be? It couldn't be her cheating on you with her girlfriend, because this is a no-fault state, and she knows it. You could out her and maybe cause a little embarrassment, because it's obvious she keeps that part of her life private. But enough people already know about it that you couldn't do much damage. She probably knows that, too."That made me think of embarrassment. Since we both know her so well, we know that she is deathly afraid of any kind of mortification and humiliation. I'm sure she hasn't been able to hide that from you for 10 years. So if there was a way you could threaten her with exposing something that would embarrass her in front of the world, maybe you could get rid of the extra payment."That's where I got stuck in my blackmail scheme. I can't think of anything like that. In your 10 years together, can you think of anything she did that would make her vulnerable to humiliation or contempt if you exposed it?""No," he said. "I'm excited about your extra-legal idea, but you're right. She was so protective of herself. She would do strange things sometimes just to avoid the slightest chance she could be embarrassed. I'll think about it some more, but I doubt I'll come up with anything.""Too bad," she said and laughed. "I guess I won't lose my license for helping you commit a crime after all."After that, the talk turned to their personal lives. He still hadn't found anyone he wanted to date and confessed that he had been using call girls and feeling horrible about it. She told him to be careful about disease and said she felt sad about him being conflicted, but she also felt glad, because it confirmed what she felt about his character.As for her, she had dates now and then, but she hadn't found someone she wanted to see again, even though there had been some interest from a couple of men. When he left, she gave him a hug and kissed him on the cheek. He looked at her and saw her eyes were teary."Don't worry about me, Portia," he said. "I'll be all right. I'm still not ready to make a move, but now I know that once I can talk sense to myself, it will go fast because of all the work you've done."That was the last time Eugene spoke to her for three weeks. He couldn't seem to drag himself out of the rut he was in. One morning at the office, he received a call from her, and she spoke fast in an excited voice. "I've got some interesting news for you," she said, "but I'm booked until about 9 tonight. Can you meet me then. I'll stay at the restaurant after my meeting and call you as soon as I'm free and you can come over. It's not far from your house."When he sat down, he saw her eyes were blazing."The restaurant's almost empty, but it doesn't close for an hour," she said, "so we can have coffee and talk. You won't believe this."I've talked to Audrey five times in the last three days. At first, I wasn't going to tell you, but I decided I had to. So I told her how much I liked you, and I shouldn't even be talking to her because I was disgusted with her for what she did to you. She had no response other than shifting right back to what she was interested in. So I don't feel as guilty now since she knows how I feel. I'm still a bad girl, though." She giggled."What?" he said."First, her girlfriend dumped her. Well, the way she put it was her friend accepted a good job in another city without even thinking about her. She said her friend knows how critical it is for her to stay in her career path for the next few years. She would lose everything by moving."When she told me how inconsiderate and selfish her friend was, I couldn't help telling her, 'It sounds to me like she's a cold-hearted bitch who thinks only of herself.' She looked at me, and she knew exactly what I was saying, but she ignored it."Let me go back. This all started with a call at work. She was crying so hard, I could barely understand her. She pleaded with me to have dinner with her that night, and I agreed, even though I don't consider her a friend anymore."She told me the whole story at dinner and had a good cry. And then things really got weird. Guess who's the prospective replacement for her lover? You're looking at her."I reminded her that I don't go that way, but she started in on how Jake had used me, and how I obviously hadn't found anyone to replace him yet. Then she started up on how men just wanted one thing, and their brains were between their legs. She even mentioned you and your call girls, and that got me really angry for some reason."She told me she was loyal and would never cheat on a lover -- I guess she doesn't count you as a lover -- and that she knows she could fulfill me both physically and emotionally. You know how persuasive she can be when she's trying. Well, she pulled out all the stops."I didn't respond at all. In fact, I kept shooting her down. Finally, I could see the restaurant was anxious to get rid of us, and I told her I had to go. She begged me -- right in front of the staff -- to see her the next night and said she might do something drastic to herself if I wouldn't. For some reason, I agreed."I thought about her a couple of times during the next day, and I was more prepared for her. She wanted to come to my house, and I told her OK, but no monkey business. She promised."I pretended that I was curious about lesbian sex and started asking questions. I got more and more specific. You know how she clams up whenever conversations get personal, but she told me every detail I wanted to know about her and her lover: what they did, how they did it, how she felt about her. I think she thought it would help her seduce me."It turns out that the Audrey we know is a lot different than the Audrey in her relationship. She was totally subservient to her partner, almost a slave. She even told me that her lover had betrayed her many times. Sometimes she was forced to watch her with another woman. Sometimes she forced Audrey to participate in degrading sex, and sometimes Audrey had to put on shows for her with other women that also involved humiliation."I couldn't believe my ears. I told her, `You would never have put up with something like this from Eugene. How can you be so forceful and self-confident in all your relationships at work and in your marriage and let your lover do that to you?'"You know what she said. She would do the same for me if I would take her. She would devote herself to making me love her by doing everything I asked, no matter what."I asked her if she really enjoyed being degraded, and she said, no, she hated it. She said she was sure I wouldn't be as cruel as her previous lover, and she would teach me a pure love that was -- how did she put it -- so exciting that I would feel like I was exploding like a rocket and so warm and comforting that no matter what happened to me at work, I would know that she would heal me that evening. What a sales pitch!"Now comes the part where I turn into an evil witch. You know what I thought about after the second meeting? I thought, maybe there's some way I can take advantage of her crazy infatuation and find a way for you to blackmail her. She gave me so much ammunition with the story of her relationship. There has to be something we could use. And I found out just how much she cares about her position and career, because even though she was totally dominated by her girlfriend, she wouldn't destroy her career to follow her."I twisted and turned that information around in my mind so many ways, you wouldn't believe it. And I came up with some great schemes for you to get revenge, or at least get a better deal on the divorce. I feel so strange. I'm disgusted with myself and excited at the same time. And I couldn't wait to tell you.""I guess I'm slow," said Eugene, "because I don't see how we can do anything?""I'm always shutting down restaurants lately," she said. "I can see they want to go home. Do you want to come over to my house? Audrey's still living with you, right?""Yes, she is," he said. "I stupidly haven't even looked at the papers you gave me.""Well, don't look at them now." she said. "I'll meet you at my house in 30 minutes."When she opened the door, Eugene saw that Portia had changed clothes. She wasn't wearing anything revealing, but the material of her dress was clinging to her in a way that emphasized every curve. He realized again what a beautiful woman she was and wished he had met her before she had met Jake and before he had met Audrey.She made some coffee, and then they started discussing conspiracies. "She knows how I feel about her and you," said Portia. "I'm sure of it. But she knows what she wants, and that doesn't matter to her. She's called me a few times after the second meeting, and she's trying different approaches, but each one has only one purpose."What I was thinking is what if she did become obedient to me, and what if I made her do some disgusting things, and what if I videotaped them. At first, I was thinking of doing the videos in secret, but then I thought, why should I? I'll even have her help me with setting up the cameras and everything. I won't hide anything. Either she'll do it for me or she won't."If she does, I'll gather some really embarrassing video recordings of her and give them to you, and you can use them against her. I can't believe I'm saying this.""What a fantasy!" said Eugene. "You've got me excited. I can't believe you're even thinking of doing that for me. You're such a wonderful person!""Please shut up with the wonderful person stuff, Eugene," said Portia. "As you can see, I'm as evil and conniving a bitch as Audrey is.""I'm sorry, Miss Horrible Person," he said. "But I will treasure the thought that you would sacrifice yourself in such a disgusting way for me.""What do you mean?" she said. "I would have a great time humiliating her.""Yes, that part sounds good, but you're not thinking of the stuff that goes with it," he said."Like what?""Like, you'd have to agree to be her lover. And for her to agree to do the humiliating stuff, you'd have to agree to do the other stuff with her. I couldn't ask you to do that. You told me yourself that it's not for you.""Now I see what you're talking about, Eugene," she said. "Yes, you're right. That's how I used to think a long time ago." She laughed. "Yes, last week."But I've been thinking it over, and Audrey does make some points. Like I haven't really had a man approach me who I wanted to sleep with since Jake and I split. And I'm not like you -- or I should say like a man -- who can just hire someone to take care of my needs."I've never desired a woman, but the idea of having sex with a woman doesn't disgust me either. I guess I'm neutral. I'm looking at it as a learning experience. What is the downside? She's not going to get me pregnant or give me a disease. Maybe I'll be turned off, but maybe I'll enjoy it a little, maybe only because it will be so different. I'm not thinking this is going to be a sacrifice for me. Do you find that strange?""Frankly, yes," Eugene said. "I guess I will never understand how women think. So you are really ready to go through with this?""Yes, I think I am, and part of my excitement is thinking about sharing everything I do with you at my progress reports. It like I'm Scheherezade and telling you a new story each night, although we can't get together every night. I'm thinking about whether you'll be excited by my stories. Maybe you'll get so turned on that -- I don't know -- maybe you'll lose control and ... I mean, maybe you'll have to call up one of your girls and get together with her right away. No, I don't want to watch." She laughed."Well, you have my blessing if you want to do this," he said. "But I have a feeling after you think about it for a while, you'll calm down and be more rational. This is too weird.""That's exactly what I was thinking," she said. "I've got to go now. I have some early appointments. I'll call you when I have something to report."He didn't hear from Portia for two weeks and decided that she must have gotten cold feet. But whenever he thought about her and her scheme, it put a smile on his face. She was really a lot crazier than he had thought she was. Although they rarely exchanged a word, he saw Audrey around the house occasionally, and she didn't look any different. But then, he thought, she never did look different. She can hide anything."I can't talk," said Portia's voice when he picked up her call. She was speaking so low, she was almost whispering. "She's in the bathroom, and I may hang up in a hurry. I've got to see you. You won't believe -- oops, bye."The next morning, she called him at work. "Audrey has a long evening appointment tonight," she said, "and then she's going straight home. But just in case, let's meet at that Denny's outside the mall, I mean the big mall right outside of town. I'll see you at 7."She was once again wearing a dress that didn't show much but clung to her so tightly that it really showed everything. She is so sexy, he thought, and she is glowing."You look great," he said. "Better than I've ever seen you.""I'm going to blush," she said. "It's all because of lesbian sex. It's too bad you can never experience it. I've had some amazing orgasms since I last saw you, and I think it's improved my digestion, my skin and my attitude. I feel radiant.""You look radiant," he said. "So it sounds like you've fallen in love with Audrey.""Quite the contrary," she said. "Lesbian love is great all right, but I still need a big, hot -- oops. I don't mean to be crude. Anyway, let's just say that I think I've experienced the best of what lesbian love offers, and I really like it, but I like men more. Each to his own. So are you interested in hearing about it?"They sat in the corner and barely ate their burgers as they talked nearly four hours. Every hour, he gave the waitress $15 to pour coffee and keep people away. The place was almost deserted anyway, so that wasn't hard.As she told him her stories, she sometimes had to stop and laugh at the expression on his face. "Your jaw is going to fall all the way to the floor," she said once. Sometimes he had to laugh at some of the sillier things she did and how seriously Audrey responded. Sometimes they both laughed at the same time, and once a delighted Portia leaned over and impulsively kissed him on the cheek and said, "Even if nothing ever comes of this, it was worth it to see you happy and smiling again."She told him how her strategy was to reject Audrey at first. But sure enough, Audrey persisted and gradually, Portia allowed herself to be worn down.The first date was a riot. Audrey was earnestly trying to create a romantic mood of seduction, and Portia would torment her by playing clueless. The evening ended in frustration for Audrey.When they finally consummated on the third date, Audrey pulled out all the stops and Portia climaxed at least eight times at her count. She said Audrey was in ecstasy. For a while, she let Audrey take the lead and introduce her to all the ways she could be pleasured, and she learned quickly how to pleasure Audrey back.Then slowly Portia began taking command. It started with her suggesting some of her favorite things to Audrey, which Audrey eagerly responded to. After a while, Portia directed their lovemaking sessions. Sometimes Audrey would make a request, and Portia would grant it. She consciously lowered the percentage of times she allowed Audrey to have what she wanted, and now it was around 30 per cent, but Audrey hadn't complained yet.When Portia had absorbed everything Audrey could teach her, she started trying other things that Audrey hadn't mentioned. That's when she found out there were things Audrey didn't like. One of them was fingers in the vagina, which she thought was too much like a man making love. Fingers in the anus were even worse.Audrey loved to give and receive cunnilingus, but she had a phobia about touching her tongue anywhere below the vagina. She was deathly afraid to have any contact with Portia's anus or let Portia touch hers. She told Portia that it was even more disgusting than swallowing semen. "But I found out that she swallowed your semen for 10 years without complaining," said Portia, "so she can do anything if she has enough motivation."The other thing Audrey hated was anything that involved pain, even slightly. Her old girlfriend had enjoyed slapping her and spanking her in their sessions, and she put up with it even though she hated it. She told Portia she was so glad that she wasn't sadistic, like her old lover."I said that I had thought once or twice about spanking and slapping her and squeezing her breasts after she told me about her old girlfriend," said Portia. "Would she mind if I tried it to see if it turned me on. You know what she said? She said she knows I'm more loving, and she wouldn't mind at all. I tried a couple of spanks one time, and I could tell it bothered her, but she didn't try to stop me. She'll really do anything I say."I think I'm at the end of the preliminary stage now, and I'm slowly going to ask more often for things she doesn't like. She's already agreed to letting me make videos of our lovemaking. In fact, we are learning how to set up cameras and lighting now, and she's excited about editing the videos together and watching them while we play with each other. I pretended to torment her, and I asked her how she'd feel if I showed the videos to you. She didn't say anything. Whenever I bring up your name, which isn't often, she clams up."They were swaying like two happy drunks when they left Denny's, even though they'd only been drinking coffee and water.The next progress report took place at Portia's home in the living room, where she showed Eugene some videos and added her comments."Look at the expression on her face, when I stuck the third finger into her vagina," said Portia. "She's really disgusted and mortified. See how she's looking into the camera with that horrified expression. She forgot it was there. When she remembered, she turned away and hid her face. But she forgot that the camera on the other side was still on her face."And here I'm putting a second finger into her anus. At first she's hysterical, but I stroked her with my other hand until she calmed down. Notice, I never took the fingers out. In a second I'll start moving them a little. I alternate the humiliation with sessions where I give her everything she wants. I wonder what she'd do if was mean to her all the time."Look at how red I got her ass in this video. When I was spanking her, I was thinking of you and how many spanks equaled a month of what she did to you, and how many equaled a year. You notice that even though she's screaming like crazy, I have no sympathy at all. I wasn't faking that for the camera. She told me after that session, she couldn't sit down without pain for five days, so I think I'll have to cut back next time."Slapping is the same. You see, I can't slap her as much as I'd like, because I'd injure her. As I was slapping her, I was thinking, I wish I could slap some sense into you so you'd beg your husband for forgiveness."When the videos were finished and Portia turned the lights up, Eugene's eyes were glazed. "Wake up!" she said. "Show's over!""I'm stunned," he said in a quiet voice. "I can't believe that's Audrey, that's the woman I'm still married to. She looks the same as Audrey, but she's nothing like Audrey.""That's the real Audrey," said Portia. "Don't forget why I'm doing this -- I mean in addition to enjoying every minute of it. I'm so evil, and you're so good." She grabbed his face and kissed him on the cheek.She smells so good, he thought. I'd like to grab her and make love to her right now. It must be the videos that got me so worked up. But I can't ruin our friendship. I'll call up someone when I leave.When he left her house, she said, "I've got a business trip next week, and Audrey's going to join me at a resort on the weekend. I'm thinking about what I can do to humiliate her there. I know she's modest, but I think she's going to be buying some bikinis where I shop, so she's going to have to let everything hang out."I'll call you for another video session in two or three weeks. By that time, I hope I'll have what you need."*She had everything he needed and more. He watched videos of Portia fisting Audrey in the vagina and anus day after day, each time in a slightly different position. Sometimes two hands were in one hole or the other. Sometimes one hand was in one hole, and the other in the second. A few times Portia managed to get her entire arm up to the shoulder into Audrey's anus. "I saw that online and didn't believe it," she said, "but it can be done. Did you notice that you can see Audrey's face in sharp focus, but all you can see of me is my arms and hands some naked breast? I edited the video so it's Internet ready.The most horrible video was the one where she forced Audrey to eat her anus out and pretend as if she loved the taste. She told Audrey that she hadn't washed there in two days and had been holding back just so Audrey could really enjoy herself. Audrey did an incredible job of acting right after she almost threw up, but Portia wasn't satisfied. She kept telling her she wasn't making it sexy enough. She had to act as if eating out Portia's ass was the most thrilling thing in the world.Eugene was amazed that Audrey got better each time she did it, until by the last take, he could almost believe she loved it if he hadn't seen the earlier ones. "That's the one we'll use right after I explain how dirty my ass was," said Portia. "Of course, I lied to her. I cleaned myself out really well before doing that scene. I was so clean you could have eaten dinner from inside me, so to speak. But after I watched that one, I was so disgusted that even I couldn't make her do that again.""Thank goodness," he said. He was breathing heavily, and when he looked at Portia, she was, too. They sat there looking at each other for a few minutes as they calmed down.Finally, he said, "Well, what next?""I was thinking about that," she said. "I would love it if you let me present the case to her as your lawyer, although in this case I'm your accomplice in extortion. Is that OK? I want to see her reaction. You know, although I know her sexual side pretty well now, she is so unpredictable in other ways that I have no idea what she'll say.""You've got the job," he said. "I'm actually relieved. I don't know if I'd have the guts to carry this off. I'd much rather stay quiet and let you do the talking."The next day they knew Audrey would be home at night, Portia called her when she was leaving work and said she was coming over. Audrey protested that Eugene was home, but Portia said she had to see her right away and wouldn't take no for an answer.He stayed in his home office until Audrey came and told him Portia wanted him to join them. He tried to keep a straight face.They sat down in the living room, and Portia went through her presentation. She explained it without any frills, from the plot to the execution to the consequences for Audrey. She would get 50 per cent of the assets and no more. Portia finished and looked at Eugene quickly, then focused on Audrey.Audrey had ignored him the entire time and gazed only at Portia. He didn't see her face change expression once, even when Portia spoke in terms so graphic that he was a little shocked.No one spoke for a while. Then Audrey calmly turned to him."I've been thinking about this, Eugene," she said, "and I've come up with a solution. None of us, especially me, is going to like it, but I think it will work. You will divorce me and marry Portia and have kids with her. I will have at least a few hours alone with her once a week every week, except when she's on a family vacation."As for the money, I don't care. I'm making plenty. I'll give you as much of our assets as you want. If you want more than 50 per cent, Portia can decide how much you can get without the court getting suspicious that you took advantage of me."Portia and Eugene looked at each other and looked at her. Eugene decided Audrey must be in shock and denial. She was making no sense. Portia must have been thinking the same thing."Maybe I need to go over some things again, Audrey," she said. "I don't think you understood what I was saying.""I understood you perfectly," said Audrey, "and you know I don't like to waste time with a lot of hot air. So I'll try to make my explanation brief."I figured you were making those videos for Eugene, and I didn't care. Yes, I did originally plan to get extra money from our divorce, but now that doesn't matter. I don't care if Eugene and I stay married or get divorced. I think you love him, and he loves you, but I don't care if you marry him or not. All I care about is being with you for the rest of my life, even if it's only once a week.""But that's not going to happen, Audrey," said Portia. "Now you know our fling was only for one purpose. It's over.""Maybe," said Audrey, "but think about this. Despite your threats, I know you and Eugene would never put those videos on the Internet, because you're both too decent to destroy someone that way -- even me. But you know I'm not like you."You talked about editing yourself out, Portia, but you didn't notice that I made copies of the originals on my computer when you were in the bathroom. They show your face as well as mine. You wouldn't do it to me, but if you tried to leave me, I think I might be capable of posting the videos of us. My life would be over anyway, so maybe I would drag you down with me."Maybe this will tell you how I feel. When I watch those videos, I feel nothing but pain and humiliation, and I want to tear you to pieces, Portia. And then I see you, and I melt. All I want to do is adore you."I don't care what you make me do, even if it's a lot worse than you've already done. You can hate me for this and hurt me as much as you want. The only thing you can't do is leave me."She turned to Eugene. "You know," she said, "I never could understand your feelings for me, but I think now I may have some idea what real love is. No matter what she does to me, I will do anything to keep her, even if it means sharing her with you."I was never religious, as you know, but now I pray to God every night to thank him for having Carol leave town so I could find the one person in the world that I would do anything for."Audrey got up and went into the kitchen. Eugene and Portia looked at each other. His mind was racing in every direction, and his head was hurting from all the thoughts running through it. He felt he should say something, but he didn't know what to say. Portia had a legal mind. She would think of something. But she looked distraught and wasn't saying anything either.After 15 minutes of silence, Audrey walked back in the room. "Take as long as you want," she said, "but until Portia asserts her authority, it looks like I'm going to have to take charge for a while. And I'm hungry, so we're all going out for dinner. We may be spending a lot of time together from now on, and I need to practice being nice to Eugene for Portia's sake. I'm treating."She went to the door and turned around and looked at them expectantly. Portia and Eugene looked at each other and then slowly got up. END
fade.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/fade.txt	In life there's only one time when you are absolutely sure of where you've been and where you're going. For me that time is here.As I lay here, staring at the ceiling, I remember all the good times of my life and all the bad.I remember my first woman, and my last. The one's in between seem to all run together, except for a few that exhibited talents seldom seen by this ole' boy. I can remember the pungent smell of a highly aroused woman. I guess there's no smell quite like it. It's one thing that all men, I suppose, never forget.I don't know what women think about as they wait for eternal darkness. I do though, have a pretty good idea what men think about, and I believe it's pussy. We men tend to spend most of our waking hours, and many of the asleep ones, thinking about it. I personally see no good reason to stop just because we are facing eternal damnation. And, as I lay here waiting for the great almighty, a story, I think you might like comes to mind.The story is true. Happened to a friend of mine by the name of Jimmy Sage. Good ole' Jimmy Sage. Ole' Jimmy knew the smell of hot pussy. Yeah some folks say he knew it too well. You see Jimmy was a real pussy hound, and if there was anything that got that old dog to point, it was pussy.Jimmy hung with the crowd from Betty's Rock and Sole, a small seafood restaurant and late night country bar. Most particular, he hung with Olin Johnson, another good ole boy that dearly loved the taste and smell of hot pussy.In fact Jimmy and Olin liked three things in particular, and I believe in this order. Moonshine, pussy and gambling. Those boys were nearly always drunk, looking for cooze or betting on some odd thing or another.If you found yourself sitting next to them boys at the bar, you'd hear talk about cards, horses, football, or the new girl in town, Ginny Low Wilson. In fact, the only thing I know of that ever came between Jimmy and Olin, was Ginny Lou Wilson.Course they bet on who would get in her tight pants first, and Olin won. Fact of it is, Olin fell hard for Ginny Lou, and they married two months after they met. Jimmy was happy for his best friend, but missed the Friday night drunks and the womanizing that they had both loved so dearly.But, give Ginny Lou her dues. She had it all. Long blonde hair, worn mostly in a ponytail, teased at the top. Large breasts, tiny waist, and one of them heart shaped asses that make you look twice, even if it means getting that god awful pinch under your arm, that only a wife knows how to deliver.Olin was a jealous fool and Ginny drove him crazy. Olin even considered a trail separation, but decided to stick it out. Of course it didn't help any when Jimmy would come by to visit his old friend. Olin noticed Ginny Lou dressing a little too revealing when Jimmy would be over, and noticed the way Jimmy looked at Ginny Lou. No, ole Jimmy never turned down a free show, even if it was from his best buddy's wife.Things reached a head the day of the Super Bowl, as Jimmy and four of their friends all came to Olin's house to watch the game. Ginny Lou waited on the five men running in and out of the kitchen fetching this and that. Olin watched the men staring at her breasts, and cutting their eyes to the side, hoping to catch a glimpse of her shapely behind in those tight shorts she liked to wear. Watched them wet their lips as she leaned over to set down beers, her tank top barely keeping her firm ripe breasts hidden. Most of all he watched Jimmy wiping the sweat from his hands on his jeans every time she entered the room.As usual the betting soon began. Jimmy was doing good, real good. He would bet running play and Emmet would trundle down the field. He'd bet pass and Troy would drop back and fire one. The stack of dollars in front Olin began to dwindle down, and finally disappeared completely.Olin saw his chance and pulled Jimmy aside during half-time."Look, Jimmy, you done won all my money, but I deserve a chance to get it back. How's about I bet you a piece of Ginny Lou's sweet pussy, against your stack of cash?""Are you nuts Olin?" Jimmy asked. "Ginny wouldn't get in the hay with me even if I won the bet!""Don't worry about that." Olin replied. "I'll take care of the arrangements. Are you willing to fade my bet?"Jimmy couldn't think of anything he wanted more than to taste that girl's snatch. He figured this would really strain their friendship, if he won. Olin would pay off the bet, he weren't no welsher. But he wouldn't be happy about Jimmy fucking his sweet Ginny Lou. Jimmy figured Olin would just have to live with it, and quickly faded the bet."Yeah! Okay you're faded Olin, now what you want to bet on?" Jimmy asked."How about the final score of game? One that comes closest to the total number of points wins the bet. How's that?" Olin asked."Okay, you got the most to lose, you pick first." Jimmy answered.And Olin did.You probably guessed by now that it just wasn't Olin's best day, and true to form he lost by a big margin. After the boys left, Olin walked Jimmy to his truck."Look Jimmy, there's no way Ginny will go along with this bet willingly. I figure what we'll have to do is sneak you into the house and have you tie her up and do what you want for, let's say an hour. You can wear a mask, and she won't ever know did it." Olin explained."Man, I don't know about this deal. I don't want to do no real time." Jimmy answered."Fool! You ain't gonna do no time. I'll be here to untie her and I won't let her call the police. Shit, she's likely to enjoy it! She likes to play little bondage games. Just give me a week to work out the details. What do you say?" Olin asked.Jimmy, ever horny, and still picturing Ginny's ass in those tight shorts, agreed and whistled all the way back to town.One week to the day, Olin checked the window to be sure the latch was open, and kissed Ginny good night. He never got home from the Rock and Sole before three in the morning and she always went to bed around ten-thirty. He had tied soft nylon ropes to the bedpost, hiding the loose ends just under the mattress.He was a fool to make that bet. He considered all the options, but there was just no way out of the wager. He had never welshed on a bet and he couldn't start now. No, he was stuck with this one. Oh, he could beg his best friend to let him off the hook, but he knew that even if Jimmy did, he would hold it against him forever. Sometimes being from the south is tough. Upholding the southern gentleman tradition meant letting Jimmy, that pussy hound bastard, sample some of his sweet Ginny Lou. That was a fact and nothing or nobody could change that.His big heart broke as he drove to town to meet Jimmy. The two discussed the details, Olin reminded Jimmy no more than one hour, and they sipped beer and shot pool waiting for midnight. Jimmy lost near every game, his mind on pussy hound business. In fact the more he thought about the night to come the more excited he became. Why he even asked Olin what she'd be wearing, and was her hair down. Jimmy got so excited he couldn't stop talking about it. Olin died a little more with every question, finally making a decision that changed their lives forever.Jimmy left the Rock and Sole at midnight, driving twenty miles over the speed limit heading for Olin's house. He parked the truck in the street out front and quietly made his way to the side of the house. Jimmy knew Olin's house, and knew which window looked into the bedroom. Peering through the gauze curtains, that Ginny was so proud of, his gaze fell immediately on the panty-clad bottom of Ginny as she slept soundly on her side. Holding his breath, Jimmy eased the window up and climbed one leg at a time into the bedroom. He crawled to the bed, and cowered, listening for her breathing. Finally he dared move again, and began searching for the ropes Olin told him were there. Slipping one loop over her right wrist was easy and he tightened it carefully. Jimmy's courage began to build with the action and he tied her other wrist quickly. Ginny woke and began to struggle, staring into the knit mask poised above her. Her screams echoed from the walls and went unheard, except by Olin who waited in the living room, tears dripping from his sad blue eyes. Jimmy overpowered the slim woman and tied her legs with little trouble. A blindfold was tied over her eyes, so Jimmy could unmask. It just wouldn't be right to eat pussy with a mask on!Jimmy checked the clock and turned back to the woman he crouched over. His gaze slid down her body from her large breast with taut nipples to the perfect curve of her mound, and the warm blonde secret between her perfect legs. His hands trembling, Jimmy reached out and gently cupped one swelling breasts. God! She felt good! Jimmy quickly filled both hands with firm woman and teased her nipples with his thumbs. Olin watched from the hall as his big tears continued to drop noiselessly into the carpet.Jimmy had decided that since he had an hour, he would have her twice. Once quickly to take the edge off and then really enjoy the second time. He used his small pen knife and cut the straps to her tank top, sliding the material down to uncover her magnificent tits. Sliding down her body he buried his face in her crotch, inhaling deeply the scent of hot women. He couldn't be sure but he thought she was enjoying this. And as he lay face down in paradise he cut the side straps on her panties and eased the material aside. He lost control and dove tongue first into that sweet pussy of her's, and found it awash in her juices. She was enjoying it! Stripping quickly, Jimmy stepped to the head of the bed and ordered, "Suck it bitch." Ginny's head turned and her mouth slowly opened as he fed her his cock head. He could feel her tongue swirl around the glans as he struggled to retain control. Olin's tears had stopped dripping and he now only stared, a cold dark stare.Climbing between her legs, Jimmy found her hot wet entrance. Ginny moaned as he entered her, sliding in completely, and beginning to stroke in long slow strokes.Olin didn't even blink when he heard Ginny Lou say, "Fuck me Jimmy, fuck me with that big cock of yours." Jimmy didn't miss it either and began to slam into his best friends wife with abandon. Lasting only a few minutes before firing gob after gob of hot creamy jism into her waiting womb.Jimmy heard the explosions, felt Ginny jerk, as he watched the side of her face disappear. Three bullets from the three fifty-seven magnum slammed into her soft features turning her head into a bloody lump of raw meat.A strong hand forced his face forward between her breasts, and he could feel the steel barrel against the skin behind his ear."Olin, is that you? Are you crazy? You've killed her!" Jimmy yelled."Yep ole buddy, and you're next. I just can't get used to everybody wanting my woman. I'd rather kill her than have to watch you guys ogle her all the time." Olin growled."This was your idea man, I never tried to make her!" Jimmy pleaded."Yeah I know, but it was only a matter of time before it happened anyway. This way, catching you fucking my wife in my own bed, I got a feeling any jury would accept my temporary insanity plea. In fact I'd bet on it!"Well Jimmy ate his last pussy that night, and I lost my best friend. I only did three years in a state mental hospital, but I spent the rest of my life missing that boy. At least he died balls deep in some of the finest southern pussy I ever had. I'd bet that's better than lying here waiting for the grim reaper. Would you fade that bet?END
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dinnerparty.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/dinnerparty.txt	Dessert had been served. It was time to liven up this party. As hosts, I felt it was up to my gf Jean and me to do the enlivening. Actually, I felt it was more up to Jean... she was the gorgeous, sexy, oh-so-fuckable one.I suggested we retire to the living room where I would pass around a joint. I was glad to see all of them take at least one hit and sensed the mood relaxing. Then I took an accent pillow from the couch and placed it on the floor in the midst of where we were all sitting.Having set the scene, I took Jean's hand and had her lie on the carpet with her head on the pillow. I was surprising her, but I knew Jean liked to be surprised, especially if she was the center of attention. Then I unbuttoned the front of her jeans, reached for her hand and put it inside her panties.I started my iPod playing Ravel's Bolero and let nature take its course. Within a minute, Jean's hand was expertly working her cunt. As planned, she was masturbating in front of our guests, and the sexual tension in the air was palpable.As her first orgasm started to build, Jean opened her legs wide and brought her other hand inside her panties as well. The action became more pronounced and Jean started to moan. Suddenly her legs stiffened and little spasms erupted first from her hips, then her stomach, and finally her entire torso. Orgasm number one was racking Jean's body and everyone in the room was hard or wet.Even before her orgasm had fully subsided, I was pulling her jeans off and then her panties so that she was naked from the waist down. I spread her legs wide to show everyone that exquisite cunt, those beautiful legs, that sweet ass. Then I once again put Jean's hand on her cunt. She immediately went to work on orgasm number two.It didn't take long now that she was warmed up and performing for our guests. Jean was loving her masturbation act. She knew she was good at it. She knew everyone was hot for her. She knew she would easily cum again.And cum again she did, this time with serious panting and a long low moan, her hips fucking her fingers deeper and deeper into her cunt.Orgasm two was a great success. I then started to pull off Jean's shirt. She looked so hot in just her bra, I left her that way and again put her hand on her cunt. As it swirled around her clit, I started to play with her tits in the bra. She liked that and let everyone know how much with her heavy breathing. As Jean worked her cunt harder, I started working her tits harder. My physicality excited her even more and she started to dig deep into her cunt.When I ripped off her bra exposing her small tits, the scene intensified dramatically. As she headed towards orgasm number three, I started slapping her tits, slapping them hard. The sound and the sting of my slaps sent Jean over the edge and she orgasmed violently, thrashing about on the carpet.So much for number three.I figured it was time to bring in a volunteer. First I turned Jean over on her stomach. Then I picked up her ass and brought it high so that she was on her knees with her face on the pillow and her ass sticking almost straight up into the air. Shit, she looked hot. Then I pulled out my tube of motion lotion and looked around for my volunteer.All the guys were anxious of course. They relished the chance to get at Jean, especially after watching me slap her tits so violently. But I wanted a girl. Actually I wanted Elle, the girl that was also gorgeous, sexy, oh-so-fuckable. I held out the motion lotion tube to Elle. She jumped up, took the tube and then moved over to Jean.As Jean waited, her ass sticking up in the air, Elle looked at her with a passionate hunger. Then Elle got down on her knees in front of Jean's ass, her temple of anus, her shrine to the ass fuck. Elle lubed up her finger slowly, preparing for what was about to happen. Jean was ready, anxious even.Elle took her lubed up finger and - ever so gently, ever so lightly - placed it on Jean's asshole. Immediately a loud slow "Shit" came from Jean. Oh she wanted this finger fuck alright.But Elle removed her finger and just stared at Jean's hole, stared at it with that passionate hunger. And Jean was frustrated: where was her finger fuck?!Then Elle placed her lubed up finger again on Jean's asshole, ever so gently, ever so lightly. Again Jean moaned "Shit" as she hoped for the teasing to stop and the finger fucking to start. When Elle just left her finger in place, ever so gently on her asshole, Jean started pushing her ass up towards the finger, trying to get it inside her. Elle complied by holding her finger in place as Jean pushed up against it until it started inside her. "Shit" Jean quietly moaned as she fucked the finger deeper and deeper into her anus.We watched as Jean rocked her ass up and down in order to get at the fuck she wanted. And then, suddenly, Elle came to life and pushed her entire finger into Jean's asshole. Jean was silently. She stopped moving her ass as Elle withdrew her finger and then fucked it in again as far as she could. Elle started repeating the fuck over and over again. As the finger fuck increased in speed and strength, Jean brought her hand up to her cunt and starting masturbating towards orgasm number four.The energy from the two oh-so-fuckables increased dramatically as Elle started seriously finger fucking Jean's asshole and Jean furiously worked her cunt, even adding a few clit slaps as she did. Within moments Jean was cumming agin, delivering orgasm number four in great style.As Jean lay twitching, Elle rolled her over and spread her legs. She finally satisfied her hunger by putting her face into Jean's cunt and eating her up. We watched as Elle licked and kissed Jean's sweet cunt towards orgasm number five. As it neared, Jean brought both her hands to her cunt to assist with the orgasm. It came fast and it came hard. Number five was the most powerful orgasm yet.When Elle took her face out of Jean's cunt, we could see it glisten with Jean's juices. Elle came over Jean and planted a big sloppy kiss on her lips. And Jean kissed Elle back, lapping in her own cunt juice. As the oh-so-fuckables tongue kissed, Jean's hand came down to her own cunt and delivered orgasm number six.And then it was over, over because Jean lay exhausted. Her body was covered in sweat. The exhibition had been successful. Jean lay before us in a puddle of sex with the exquisite Elle still kissing her all over her body. The hang had experienced a great show that left them hard and wet and anxious to get home and act on their pent energies.Jean was too exhausted to even wave goodbye so I showed everyone the door and bid them goodnight.When I returned to the living room, Jean was still laying there, but both her hands were playing with her cunt. She was masturbating yet again, masturbating towards number seven.END
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sabrina.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/12/sabrina.txt
blackmailed1.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/55/blackmailed1.txt	My hands shake as I begin clearing off my desk for the evening. I've been watching that clock since lunch and I've only got ten minutes before its five o'clock. I'm starring back up at the clock again but not before my eyes pass across my name plate on my desk.Mrs. Jennifer Wilson is my name. It's my husband's birthday today. I wonder what he's thinking right now. I bet he's been watching that clock all afternoon as much as I have.I clear the last folders off my desk and shut the filing cabinet drawer. An office door opens and shuts and I practically jump out of my heels. I look over to see who it is. Is Susan my boss!"Have a good evening Jennifer."I smile back and reply, "You have a nice evening as well Susan."My hands grip the steering wheel as I drive down the boulevard. I'm trying to watch traffic as I look for the address. He said it would be a pink building. I'd see the sign right after the bank.There it is! The Flamingo motel! I know it's not a very classy looking place but it doesn't matter. I pull in and see his car parked down at the end. I pull the car in next to his and turn off the engine. I pull on the visor and check my makeup in the mirror. I make a few last minute dabs here and there and apply a fresh coat of his favorite lipstick. He told me at lunch last week that bright red lipstick made him melt.I made a point of polishing my nails and toes to match just for him this evening. I squirt just a tiny little dab of his favorite perfume around my neck. There! I'm finished!I get out of the car and my heels are making that loud clicking sound as I walk around near his car. I peer inside for a moment and look for the number. He wrote the room number on a little pad and laid it on the front seat just like he said he would do. He's in room seventeen.It's on the opposite side of the parking lot. He's very clever at things. I make my way across the lot and knock on the door. I hear the click of the lock. It's open. He's smiling at me as I walk through the doorway. There is a chair next to the door and I quickly put my purse down as he closes the door. I turn to smile at him. He's so tall and handsome. He made me wet the very first time I saw him.He's walking toward me. He's putting his arms around my tiny waist as I lean my head up as we kiss. He's hands drop to my ass as his tongue enters my mouth. I break off the kiss long enough to explain."I only have an hour."He smiles and presses his lips back to mine as we remain locked in a heated passionate kiss for almost a minute. I step back and begin unbuttoning his shirt. He's trying to kiss my neck as I slip his shirt off his shoulders.He drops his pants as quick as I removed his shirt and begins coming toward me again. He's reaching around to unzip my dress and kisses me on the lips as it slips off my shoulders. He begins trailing kisses down my neck to the top of my breasts as he gently eases the straps of my bra off my shoulders. He bends down far enough to take one of my breasts into his mouth as the cups of my bra are lowered.His mouth feels hot as he nibbles on my nipple. I run my hands in his hair and press his face into my chest. He quickly moves his head to the other breast as his hands release the catch on my bra letting it fall to the floor.I feel his teeth as he bits my flesh. I hold his head in my hands and look down and watch as he sucks on one of my nipples like an infant being nursed. I hear him breathing hard as he slurps on my breasts.My hands are shaking as he straightens himself up and reaches down and slips one of his large hands under my thong. He's kissing me again as he gently moves his hands over my mound. He inserts a finger between my pussy lips almost causing me to have an orgasm right there.He's kissing me again. I suck on his tongue as I feel his finger against my clit. I break off the kiss and back far enough away for his hand to slip out from under my thong. I step forward again taking hold of his under shorts and pull them down by the elastic.His huge cock sprung free as I lower the short down to the floor. I kneel down and help him step out from the almost getting hit in the nose by his huge cock as it swings free. My eyes practically pop out of their sockets as I stare down at its size.I nervously grabbed it with my left hand and felt it throbbing as I squeezed my hand around it. I leaned up giving him another open mouth kiss before lowering myself to my knees and placed my right hand under his giant ball sack.My face was only inches away from that huge cock as I continued to stroke it in my hand. There was no way I could possibly wrap my hand around its thick girth but I squeezed as much as I could hold in my tiny slim white fingers.I leaned forward kissing the head and felt his hands cover mine as I starred up into his eyes. He was looking down at me waiting. I kept stroking his cock feeling his fingers play with my wedding ring. I wondered what was going through his mind at the moment.Here I was, a gorgeous thirty-two year old blonde housewife kneeling down on the floor in a cheap motel room. A tall handsome black man with a huge black cock stood in front of me waiting for me to take his cock inside my mouth. If that wasn't enough! It was my husbands' fiftieth birthday!My husband called me his trophy wife. We had two children and a large home. My husband was an executive for a large firm. My mind slipped back to the present as I moved my face closer to that huge black cock.I opened my mouth and licked it this time. I than moved my head and tried to engulf it into my mouth. I wasn't able to get much in the first try but I kept moving my head as he stroked my hair. I listened to him moan as I tried to swallow him down to the back of my throat.He practically buckled over as he grasped my hair. He was still being gentle with me but I didn't come here to be treated like a trophy wife today. I want him to treat me like I was his slut. I want him to be rough with me. I want to be his whore for the afternoon.I starred up into his eyes again. I must have had four inches of his cock stuck inside my mouth when I felt his hands grip my hair and pull. My eyes widened out of fear for a moment.I starred mercifully up into his eyes as he spoke to me in a different tone. "Let me see you take it down your throat."His hands gripped my hair. It hurt a little as I felt him force my head up in position to take more of his cock. I took a deep break and closed my eyes and forced his cock further down my throat. I felt the head pressing against my tonsils. I thought I was going to choke for a moment until he allowed me to back off.I did cough and looked up with pleading eyes but he held my head and I opened my mouth again only this time I kept my eyes open as I swallowed his cock. I kept going until it reached the back of my throat again. He looked down at me smiling."That's it, bitch. I'm going to turn you into my whore like I promised you yet. Keep going and don't stop until I tell you to stop."My throat was making sounds I never heard before as I continued to swallow him down my throat. Our eyes were still making contact as he moaned. He let me back off again only to force my face back down on his cock. I kept this up for several minutes until he leaned down backing my head away from his cock. His hands were holding my head tight as he kept my face tilted up so our eyes would meet."Open your mouth wide and close your eyes for me now."My eyes were closed and I thought I had my mouth open far enough when I felt him shake my head."Open it wider."I did open wider and a few seconds later I felt a huge gob of hot spit enter my mouth. I was about to tilt my head down and gag when I felt his hands which still griped my head shake me and said, "Swallow it."I cried but quickly closed my mouth trying not to think of what he had just done and swallowed. It felt hot and like a thick gob but I managed to get it down my throat.He shook my head again forcing my head up into a tilted position. "Open!"I nervously started to cry as my body shook. I opened my mouth and kept my eyes shut tight anticipating another gob of spit in my mouth. I cried out like a sick little girl but he held my head too tight to break free.It seemed like those seconds lasted forever as I waited with my mouth wide open for his spit. I cracked open my eyes and what I saw next practically scared me to death. His mouth was puckered and a long trail of nasty spit was beginning its journey down to my mouth.I cried out loud as it hit my tongue. There was even a larger amount than the first gob. I quickly swallowed before I was told trying not to think of what it was inside my mouth."That's my girl."He reached out and brought me to my feet. I almost stumbled back as I lost balance wearing my heels. He pulled me into his arms forcing his mouth onto mine. His tongue entered my mouth and I reacted by swirling mine around his. He held onto my chin as he peered into my eyes."You still want my cock?""Yes, you know what I come here for.""Did you do what I asked you to do?"He still had a grip of the back of my head with one hand and the other under my chin."Yes, I did what you asked.""Prove it to me!"I nervously responded, "I have it inside my purse.""Let me see it."He let go of me as I walked over to the chair and picked up my purse. I starred at him and saw the way he was looking at me as I opened my purse and reached inside. I pulled out the small plastic packet and extended my arm out for him to take it.I watched as he examined the packet of birth control as I nervously stood watching. He looked at the prescription date than slid open the packet and started to count the tiny white pills.He looked up with me and chuckled. "Are you sure you're just not pulling my leg? How do I know you didn't have another packet of these somewhere? You could have told them they got lost and got you a new pack!""I'm telling you the truth! These are the only pills I have! I did what you told me to do."He tossed the packet onto the table and reached out and took my purse out of my hands and looked inside. He found my wallet and tossed the purse on the table next to my birth control pills.He laughed as he opened my wallet and looked up at me for a second than continued to look inside. "What do we have here? Look at all these credit cards. Let me see... Mr. Jennifer Wilson."I watched as he examined each card than neatly placed it back in its little sleeve. I opened the picture compartment and saw a picture of me standing next to my husband and kids. "Nice family!"He fumbled through the photos and turned the wallet so he could examine a photo of me in my black bikini. He looked up at me laughing and said, "Remind me to take a few of you once that belly starts swelling up with my kid."He tossed the wallet onto the table and stepped closer taking me into his arms. We kissed passionately as he backed me up towards the bed. He gently pushed me back onto the bed raising my legs at the same time.He was kissing my ankles as he held one of my legs straight out. I tilted my head up and said, "Do you want me to take off those heels?""No, I want to fuck you with them on your sexy white legs."He continued to kiss my ankle than worked his way up to my inner thigh and reached out and touched my damp black thong."I see that pussy is nice and wet for me. Let's take them off."I leaned back and helped him raise my ass off the bed as he slipped them down my legs and over my heels. He tossed them over to that table holding my legs in the air. I saw the look of lust in his eyes as he starred down at my pussy.He moved forward against the edge of the bed. I knew it would only be moments before that big black cock was buried deep inside my fertile white married belly.To be continued?(I hope you enjoyed reading the first chapter. It gets more exciting as the story moves forward. I even have an illustrated version. If you would like to read my bio please visit my web site at: www.karenkayonline.com) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 55
mistaken.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/mistaken.txt	The party was still going full blast in the living room of our hotel suite. The convention was in the final night, and the current group surrounding the bar featured my husband, Ed, at the epicenter.The hilarity was reaching a new high, being fueled by the drinks poured by the excellent bartender, all a courtesy of my husband, who was rapidly becoming inebriated. Finally, he collapsed into an easy chair, and almost instantly fell asleep. I pulled and tugged on his arm in an attempt to bring him to bed, but I was unsuccessful. In a slurred voice he said "Ill be in soon." I stayed longer than I should have, waiting for him to come into our adjoining bedroom. I had two more drinks, still trying to move him, but finally gave up. I was beginning to feel the effects of the drinks I had consumed, so I headed for bed.I was stopped by Joan, the wife of one of the executives, and she persuaded me to stay longer, pressing another drink into my hands. She said "you cant leave yet, the party is just getting rolling." Her husband was seeking the same promotion that my husband wanted, so they were rivals. I didnt care much for her; she was ambitious, and I think she would do anything to advance her husbands career. She kept urging me to drink, but I had more than enough by this time. She said "I just want us to be friends, even though our husbands are after the same job, we dont have to compete." She urged me to join her in another drink, so I had a little more to be sociable, but finally saying "I have to go to bed," and I left, now feeling light-headed from the drinks I had consumed. I got undressed, leaving on my panties, pulling on my nightgown, and climbed into bed. I tried reading by the bedside light, waiting for Ed, but got too drowsy, putting away the book. There was a knock on the door, and Joan entered saying, "I just want to say good-night." She noticed that I was so tired I could hardly respond, so she said "sleep tight." I turned off the light, hoping that Ed wouldnt wake me up.I was just drifting off to sleep when I heard my husband come in. For once he was thoughtful and didnt turn on the light as he undressed, sliding into bed next to me.My back was towards him, and I was ready to fall asleep when he began stroking me, reaching over and caressing my breasts through my sheer nightgown. This was a little unusual for him, as he normally went to sleep very quickly when he had been drinking, but I wasnt protesting, enjoying his hands stroking me, feeling a little tinge of arousal.Lately it wasnt that often that he was interested in sex, so this was a welcome change.His hands moved down; and now his fingers were gliding over my abdomen and thighs. When he began sliding my nightgown up and under me, I lifted my hips to accommodate him, beginning to be aroused. He pulled my gown up further, exposing my breasts, and began stroking my sensitive nipples, which soon became erect.He slid his hand under the elastic band of my panties, moving downwards till he was touching the lips of my vagina, caressing me there, finding my clitoris with his fingers. I sighed as I felt myself moistening, and turned on my back.He continued stroking me till I was moaning, lifting my hips for him once again as he began pulling down my panties, taking them off. He was caressing my thighs, which he gradually pushed open, his fingers again finding my moistened vagina, working on me, sliding a finger inside, then lifting and stroking my clitoris again.He still hadnt said spoken, and he pushed my legs and thighs fully open. I was moaning as he moved down between my spread legs, bringing his mouth to my wet vagina. This wasnt like Ed; he rarely went down on me-I thought it must be the drinks, but I was definitely enjoying it, as I felt his tongue moving into me, moving around inside me. I was getting more and more aroused, and the drinks I consumed were making me less and less inhibited. I just hoped he was up to the task. Now I was really moaning as the tip of his tongue circled and lifted my erect clitoris. I could feel the swelling of my lips as he continued. I was trembling with my arousal, and I spread my legs fully; his hands under my hips as his tongue continued working his magic on me. I couldnt believe how well he was performing with all the drinks he had consumed.He moved between my legs, mounting me; I lifted my knees as he pressed his hard cock against the wet lips of my cunt, pressing strongly, stretching me. I gasped as he entered me, groaning as he began working his very hard cock into my vagina. I dont know what got into him-I never felt him this thick and hard before. Gradually, moving back and forth, he penetrated deeper, till finally he completely filled me with his cock. I was moaning as he began stroking into me, long slow strokes, gradually increasing his thrusting. I was really getting into it, and I was moving my hips in time with his thrusts. He was thicker and harder than he had ever been, and when he was pushing against my cervix, I knew I was getting close.He began to stroke into me faster and more powerfully. God, this wasnt like him, and then I wondered if it was my husband who was fucking me so expertly. That question was answered as a strange voice said "oh Christ, this is great!"I thought, my God-it was a stranger fucking me, and I could no more stop him than I could stop a train. Instead, I just gripped him tighter with my arms, and my legs folded over his, as my body struggled for release. I was groaning loudly, my body responding to him, bouncing to his thrusts.He seemed to swell even more, his cock was throbbing in me. I cried out as I was overcome by a wave of erotic feeling, beginning in my pelvis, and spreading out over my whole body till I was shaking with the most powerful orgasm that I had ever experienced.This man gripped my ass tightly as he pressed fully into me, and I could feel the spasms of his swollen cock as he groaned and ejaculated, filling me with his sperm, causing my climax to go on and on, clutching him between my wide spread legs.I said nothing as we lay together, finally disengaging, as this stranger pulled his softening cock from me, moving over next to me. He said "you were great! That was the best fuck Ive had in a long time!" It was the best that I had in a long time.***Then I thought, I let a stranger fuck me, and I didnt know it until it was too late to stop him. If I hadnt had so much to drink I would have known it wasnt my husband. I cant believe I had responded that way to a stranger, my legs spread wide as he fucked me so thoroughly. As he dressed, I lay there in post coital bliss, my legs open, feeling his semen draining from me. He quietly left, and I still hadnt said anything.Just as I pulled my night gown down I heard the door open, and someone else entered. I thought this must be my husband, but I didnt turn on a light as he undressed. He got into bed, turning towards me, kissing me and stroking me, and I realized that it wasnt my husband; it was another stranger, and he began pulling up my gown and moved between my legs.I thought whats going on? It was another stranger now between my legs, and pushing another very hard cock into my wet and open cunt. He entered me easily, and he was soon filling me, thrusting into me faster and faster. He wasnt as big as the last man, but he moved powerfully in me, soon bringing me to another climax. He continued fucking me till he erupted, adding more semen to the depths of my vagina, to the entrance of my cervix. He too dressed and left, and as I lay there the door opened and another person entered, and he undressed and got into bed with me. I closed my legs as I thought this was enough; I wasnt going to be taken again, but I was weak from the last two, and he easily spread my legs, mounting me, pushing a very hard cock into me. He didnt last long, his cock throbbing in me, but before he came I was again overwhelmed by another intense orgasm which went on and on. After this man left I thought is anyone else going to come in here and fuck me?My question was answered as the door opened again and another person entered, and he too undressed and got in bed with me. I tried to turn away, pulling my gown down again, but I was even weaker, and he easily rolled me on my back and pulled my gown up, spreading my legs and mounting me. I had no will to resist, and I surrendered and lifted my legs as he pushed into me. He must have had a lot to drink as he fucked me for a long time before he came, triggering another climax in me.He dressed and left, and I quickly got up and locked the door .There wasnt going to be another stud taking me. I could feel semen draining on my thighs, feeling its stickiness. I couldnt believe I was taken by these strangers, ravished by them, and coming repeatedly, my compliant body responding to them again and again. I was exhausted, my swollen vagina still open and sore, fluids still draining from me. I had never experienced anything like this, fucked again and again; I felt like a whore; I couldnt believe how I responded, having orgasm after orgasm. I pulled my panties on and fell asleep.I was awakened by knocking at the door; it was my husband, and I got up and let him in. He apologized, saying he must have passed out, and he got undressed and into bed. He didnt have any idea about what happened to me, and I wasnt about to enlighten him. In the morning I got up and rinsed out my panties and nightgown, then took a long hot shower, while Ed continued to sleep. I relived all that had happened to me; I couldnt understand why they had come into our bedroom as if they belonged there, ravishing me over and over; experiencing sexual release like I never had before, responding like a whore to those men.It wasnt long before I learned why it happened. The next day Joan asked me to join her and two of her friends for lunch. I didnt want to go, but she persuaded me and we went to a very nice restaurant where Joan had reserved a private table in the rear.We were seated and ordered our lunch; Joan looked at me and smiled, saying "you look tired; did you have a tough night?"I reddened; did she know what happened? I said "why do you ask?" You know that I went to bed early."She said "you must be pretty sore between your legs. I believe you entertained several men in your bedroom last night." I blanched, but said "what are you talking about?""Well skip the charades. We set you up last night. The extra alcohol plus the right male connections, all the makings to provide you with a good time." My mouth was hanging open as she continued. "We selected a very good group of studs who were pleased to service such a beautiful women, and each carried in a voice recorder, so we have a record of all your moans and groans, your cries and screeches, as those men put you over the top. They did a pretty good job on you. Thats probably the first time in your life that you were fucked that good."You bitch! Ill see that you get paid back for this! How could you do such a rotten thing? Youre not going to get away with this!""Oh, but I think we are. And if you dont want your husband to hear the evidence of your sexual escapade, then you should convince him not to be a contender for the promotion. And maybe his boss and colleagues would be interested in the tapes. And we also have the written statements from those studs, describing in detail your seduction-how you spread your legs for them, taking their cocks and letting them fuck you. From what they said you really got into it. I hope they got you pregnant. Now I think you know you have to do, and you better do it soon.I started sobbing, tears running down my face. I was humiliated, not only by knowing how I was set up, but also because these women all knew how I had been so thoroughly screwed by those studs. The women were laughing as I got up to leave, and I walked out, still hearing them. There was only one thing to do, and that was to come clean with my husband. When I got back he could see that I had been crying, and when he asked what was wrong. I confessed to everything that had happened. I said "I had too much to drink and when the first one came in I thought it was you, and I spread my legs for him and he put it in me. When I realized it wasnt you I was helpless, and it was too late to stop, and he came in me." I didnt tell him that I came also, but I think he knew it. "I was set up, and the others just came in and did it to me also, and I couldnt stop them." He asked for more details, and I provided them, including the lunch with the women, what they had said. He was incredulous, his eyes wide with disbelief. Finally he understood the likely consequences, what this meant to his job, his ambitions.He went job hunting, and finally landed a good job with another company in another city. He submitted his resignation, and we made plans to move to a new home. He had forgiven me, but I couldnt forgive myself, remembering how those men had taken me, used me, and fucked me so thoroughly.As I thought about it, what they had done to me; how I had responded, I felt myself moistening. I kept reliving the experience, remembering how I felt with those cocks in me, thrusting into me and filling me with their semen. It was so erotic, overwhelmed over and over again by orgasms that spread through my whole body, draining me; I was like a rag doll when they finished with me.I felt guilty that I had experienced sexual release that I didnt believe possible, and had never happened with my husband. The memory of what they had done to me, how I was taken, and how I had responded, would be with me a long time. END
myslutty.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/myslutty.txt	I was in Arizona on a business trip and took a couple of days off to visit the Grand Canyon. After securing the proper Park Service permits, I headed off for a three day backpacking trip into the mighty canyon. I purposely picked a little-visited part of the canyon to I could indulge in my exhibitionist ways. I drove over what must have been 30 miles of washboard Forest Service roads to get to my remote trailhead. As I stepped out of my rental car, my body tingled with anticipation. After spending nearly a week in business meetings and attending convention activities, I couldn't wait to get out into nature and enjoy a little nudity. I take great pride in my body and spend a great deal of time working out -- running mostly with a bit of light weight lifting. I am 5' 7" with long, straight brown hair. I have very big tits, 40D. At the trailhead, I took out my pack and pulled out my hiking clothes. For the beginning of the trip, I opted to ease into my adventure. In addition to my Merrill hiking boots, I put on a very small bikini top. The little tiny triangles that made up the top just barely held my boobs. The top of the cups came just above my nipples. I knew that my tits were really gonna bounce around with such a little top. I put a high cut pair of blue jean cut-offs to cover my buns o' steel. Well, actually, the way the jean-shorts were cut, half of my ass was showing. With my backpack on, I head out on the trail. (by the way, I had terry cloth put on my backpack straps to take it easy on the bare shoulders.) I hiked in this outfit for about three hours and never saw a soul. After those first three hours, I had made it down the so-called "redwall" part of the canyon. From here it was a 4 mile walk across a relatively open, hot valley. I paused at the bottom off the descent from the redwall and decided I had too much on for this steamy air. I took off my bikini top and crammed it in my pack. I looked down at my tits at noticed all the sweat. I dropped my shorts and stowed them away as well. I was left wearing a skimpy white g-string pair of panties. I slid my hand inside, feeling all the sweat on my pussy hair. I slung the pack back on a started off to Escalante Canyon and what I hopped to be the cooling waters of Escalante Creek. I felt so exposed and vulnerable with my breasts exposed to the world. Who knew who could be hiking over the next hill or be gazing down from the canyon walls around me. With tits my size, it could be dangerous to be topless. Any guy or lesbian who say my jugs would probably lose control and maybe rape me. This may not be the most popular part of the park, but it is still a very well used park. Finally, I could hear the waters of Escalante Creek. I wanted to strip naked and sooth my sweaty body. Unfortunately, I also could hear voices coming from down Escalante Canyon. I sounded like a couple of hikers were coming up the trail. Their voices echoed off the canyon wall. I guessed they would meet up with me in about 15 minutes. I couldn't see them from where I was so I climbed up to an overlook and pulled out my binoculars. I could see them, two guys in their late twenties, I guessed. Must have been out for a week away from the office. Hmmmmm. I started to feel like being a slut. I started getting very turned on trying to figure out the safest way to indulge my exhibitionist needs. I usually show off in public places, knowing I am safe by way of mere fact that others are within shouting distance should anything go wrong. I usually get naked in a mall or a well populated area, not only so a lot of people see me naked but so I can feel safer. But, today, I am in the middle of a remote part of a national park with two strangers approaching. Thoughts of getting raped or beaten ran through my head... I mean, just think about it... I'm a blonde female wearing only a skimpy pair of white g-string panties with her big tits free to see and being that I am miles away from anyone who could help me, anyone who say me could fuck my for days and no one would find out. The sun over the last several hours has evened out my already dark tan. I think I was looking pretty damn good. Especially on my tits, which have been bare for about and our and a half. I decided to go for it. My horny feelings began to overwhelm me. I find a part of the creek where the water slows down and forms a pool. On the far side of the creek from the trail is a large section of flat, exposed sandstone. I take out a t-shirt and spread it out on the rock. I fill my water bottle in the creek and set it next to me as I lay down on rock, next to my pack. I hear the voices getting closer. My nipples get even harder. Knowing they are still a few minutes from reaching me, I stick my left hand down my panties and run my middle finger up the now very wet pussy. Showing off gets me so turned on. Once a guy or lesbian sees me naked, I can't stop myself from fucking them. The voices are nearer now so I remove my finger and put my hands at my side and pretend to be sunbathing, unaware of the presence of the two young men. I arch my back, thrusting my tits to the sky, by jugs look even bigger. I close my eyes and listen as they approach. They aren't talking now, but I can hear their hiking boots as they crunch up the trail across from the creek from me. Suddenly, the crunching stops. I can barely make out a whisper, "Oh my God, look over there." "I see her... she's naked... she's got nice tits..."I could imagine them staring at my near naked body laying just 10 feet across the creek from them. My nipples felt like they would never stop getting harder... Still pretending I hadn't heard them, I bring my hands up and cup my breasts. It is quite soothing to be able to rub my nipples, they began to burn for a touch. I pick up the water bottle at my side and unscrew the top, still with my eyes closed. I put the top down and poured the cold water all over my chest and tummy. My nipples immediately get hard as the shock of the cold water hits me. I set the bottle down and ran my hands all over my now wet torso, paying special attention to my breasts. As the water begins to evaporate, I stretch my arms above my head and open my eyes. I slowly turn my head and see the guys - a little grubby, but lead and good looking. They both smile sheepishly and say hi. Hello back, I say and sit up, cross legged, acting as if there is nothing unusually about being naked. One of the two men began to say lewd comments, like "Nice tits bitch... I want to suck them..." I ignore d it. I begin a normal conversation about the forest and the beautiful canyon, always raising my voice whenever I say valley or mountains. I keep this up conversation with them for a good five minutes. My firm, well-tanned tits in full view. I kept glancing down at them and fondling my tits to get their attention. After a few more minutes, I said I was going to go for a swim. The sun was too warm, and privately, I thought I was getting so hot my panties were beginning to show it wasn't just the sun at play. I walked waist deep into the water and stepped out of my g-string. Through the clear water the young men could see the thin wedge of my nearly completely shaved pussy. I told them that if they were looking for a swimming hole, this was the best one in the area. Neither of them had packs on so I assumed they were camped near by. They were nice enough to ask if I minded them swimming with me. Hell no, I thought. But, I told them I didn't mind, hop in. Both of them dropped their shorts, shirts and shoes and walked into the chilly, refreshing water. I though I noticed a two uncommonly large bulges in their boxer shorts. It turned me on even more to know for a fact that I was having an effect on them. Acting slutty to strangers in a place far from home turns me on, and knowing that my little show was working turned me on even more. We treaded water and talked for a couple more minutes and I said I was going to get out. I turned and walked out of the creek toward my sitting rock. My bare ass swung from side to side as I really hammed it up getting out of the water. I bent over to smooth out my t-shirt giving them a full-on view of my bent-over ass and pussy lips. I heard the smack of hand on skin and looked back over my shoulder to see on of the guys smacking his forehead. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. I continued to act as though there was nothing unusual about my nakedness, even though I had just dropped my panties in the water. I sat down with my legs facing the creek and spread my legs just a little. I didn't want to be crude, just a bit inviting. Tim came out of the creek toward me carrying a small bottle of what I guessed was suntan lotion. He asked if I wanted some on my back. "Nah," I told him. He was standing in front of my with his wet boxers clinging to a now nearly erect penis. The bulge was at my eye level, just a couple of feet in front of me. A wicked idea flew through my head. "Drop your boxers, Tim," I said. He didn't say a word as he slipped them down to his ankles. I got up on my knees and grabbed in cock in one hand and began licking the length of his tool. The sound of the creek and the warmth of the sun on my back made this already erotic act even more amazing. I sucked on him until he came in my mouth. I little bit of his cum seeped out of my mouth a dripped onto my breasts. I rubbed it in and looked up and smiled. His friend, still standing in the water was staring at me with his mouth wide open. "Come here," I said to him. I came over and I stood up and pushed my breasts against his bare chest. I slid down his body and grabbed the waist band of his boxers on the way to my knees. With his underwear around his feet, I held his cock and gently rubbed it all over my face and kissed it from time to time. I then gave him the best blowjob his life.END
myhoney.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/myhoney.txt	We passed each other on the front stepme leaving on a rushed errand; Derek, Mellisa's second cousin, entering to trace some wiring upstairs before poking holes in the wall to relocate and add lighting fixtures."Where you going?" he shouted after me.Errand; be back soon!" I was on my way to my parent's house to pick up some tools I needed for the following morning. My parents were going away for the weekend, so I had no other option than to make a mad dash across our busy city at the tail end of rush hour. Meanwhile Melissa, my wife, was getting ready for our usual Friday night date, a routine we started at the beginning of our marriage and had rarely missed since. No sooner had I reached the car than I remembered two casserole dishes I'd left on the kitchen counter that I had to return to mom; so back I dashed into the house.I'd just stepped through the door when I heard, simultaneously, Derek's footsteps beginning to ascend the stairs to the second floor, where I knew he had to work, and Melissa exclaiming, "Oh! Shit!" Then, "Steve! I've snagged my stockings. Can you pick me up another pair while you're out?"I was just about to reply when I heard Melissa say with a note of surprise, "Oh! It's you. Don't you knock or say something before you show up?""Melissa, I'm working here. You and Steve knew I was on my way.""Where is he?""He's gone somewhere; an errand, he said.""Yeah. His parents place; I didn't know he'd left already. Shit. Now I'm stuck." Always with some voyeuristic instinct about everything, I was half way up the stairs moving quietly. "Do you mind closing the door so I can finish dressing. This is a bit embarrassing.""Don't be such a prudeeverything's covered. Beside, I've got to trace wiring in here."Now, from their voices and conversation, I'd located Melissa in our bedroom and Derek at the bedroom door. I was at a turn in the stairs with five steps to go to the top, from where a sharp left and a couple of paces took you to our bedroom door. A dressing table had been moved out of the spare bedroom onto the landing and was angled in such a way that when I got to the next to last step, I could see in its mirror Melissa sitting on the edge of our bed with her slip clutched to her breaststhough it was clear she had her bra on. By raising my head a little further I could see she was in a pair of cream coloured panties and the black stockings she had snagged. In this position I was looking past Derek's right shoulder as he leaned against the door jam with his left. Be right with me, reader, while I do the watching:"Do it later Derek. I need privacy.""You look sexy sitting there half dressed--even sexier trying to cover up like that. Just relax.""Just get out; I'm a married woman."Derek's laughing: "Don't put on the 'I'm a married woman' airs and graces. It's a bit hypocritical and prudish after last Saturday."We'd been at a party hosted by Derek and his wife, Janice. Now what the fuck went on, I wonder..."I don't want to talk about it. Nothing happened.""Getting my hand between your legs while Steve was downstairs was nothing!"Wow! This sounds like something I'd never guess of Melissa..."Don't be so disgusting!"I feel like I've been hit with a hammer. So this is really how it feels when my wife does something with another man, something I'd fantasized about a thousand times. I'm reeling, right now, as I sit listening and watching from the shadows at the top of the stairs."You can call it 'nothing' or 'disgusting' if you likebut it was nice, too, wasn't it?," Derek is taunting her.Melissa looks pissed. She's reaching back to snatch her skirt from the pillow with her right hand, her slip still clutched to her breasts with her left. Derek whistles as she rolls onto her right hip, revealing from the back the crotch of her panties snug over the soft swelling of her labia. Melissa sat up quickly when he did that, and now she steps into her skirt, deftly, using just one hand."Spoilsport," Derek is accusing her."Fuck off, Derekdon't be so boorish." Melissa has grabbed her blouse, now, from the foot of the bed... slips it on, buttons it from the top and removes the slip as she does it. There. She steps into her slip and pulls it under her skirt. There you go, dressed and proper again, but what a fuckin' disappointment; it was getting real interesting.Pushy Derek again: "I can't leave just yet, we've got an interesting discussion started. Why so prudish now, when last week I had my fingers inside you? You weren't drinking, so that's no excuse."Melissa gives a loud sigh of frustration: "I don't know why the difference. That thing last week just happenedthat's all.""Why did you stop me without an explanation? That's all I want to know. It felt like an awful tease when you were so hot, too.""Okay. I'm sorry I did that. It was all a mistake. I just felt guilt by--being married and letting you touch me with Steve downstairs.""And what about Sam Bakeryou felt real guilty about that, I bet." Wow! So sarcastic."What! What do you mean by that remark!" Melissa's really shaken, I can tell."Prudish, hypocriticaldon't add liar to the list. Sam told me everything.""What!""When Derek went away for a week on some training course just after you got married, you spent that same week fucking Sam. He may be a shit head in lots of ways, but he's not a liar.""Jesus! Who else has he told?"Relax. He said I was the first and only one he's said anything to.""And you? Who've you told.""Nobodyyet.""What does that mean'Yet'?""I'll give it to you straight, Melissa. I didn't like being messed around last Saturday. You don't mess with my head like that. I want to finish what we started."I've been dizzy with shock and confusion until now, just trying to get my head around this new information about my wife; but Derek's coercion clears my head and focuses me like a hawk. I'm present, predatory, possessed, as I witness Derek so coldly backing my wife into a corner."For Christ's sake! You don't blackmail someone just because you don't get your own way!"Oh, but I doI get to fuck you or I tell Derekwhich is it?""You bastard!" Melissa is hissing. "Last Saturday was a mistake. I just got carried away and then I realized I wanted to stay faithful to Steve.""It's a bit late for that after spreading your beautiful legs for Sam. It's like believing you can get back your virginity back after you've been popped, isn't it?""Sam was the only one. And don't be such a crude asshole!""I mean it, Melissa," Derek has just sat beside her on the bed. "If I don't get to fuck you right now, I'll tell Steve as soon as he comes in the door.""Oh God! He'll be home soon! I can't!""You can, because he won't be home soon. It'll take him an hour and a half there and back at this time of day, even if he doesn't stop for a coffee and chat with his mommy. He's only been gone fifteen minutes," Derek is looking at his watch, then silence as he strokes Melissa's hair. I'm mesmerized now, hard as a rock and waiting for his next move. Wow! He's locked his left arm around Melissa and is trying to find her lips with his, while he pushes his left hand up her skirt. Yeah! Go for it, Derekforce her! "It looks as though he's reached her pussy; she's squirming to dislodge his hand, or because she's secretly enjoying it; I don't know which. Derek's got a lascivious smile across his face: "It's your choice, sweetie. You can fight me off and pay the price, or you can choose to have a good time with mefinish what we started on Saturday. You figure it outyour choice."For a couple of minutes I've been watching both of them sitting in the same positionnot moving. Now Melissa's talking quietly, but I can just hear her. It looks like she's thought it through and changed her tactics, if not her attitude: "I'm really sorry about last Saturday, Derek. I didn't mean to lead you on, and I didn't stop you because I wanted to stay faithful...""Then why, sweetie?""I was scared we'd get caught.""We were already there. We could have had a quickie without taking any clothes offdick out of my flylifted skirtup the leg of your panties. You were creaming; We were both horny as hell""I know, but I was still scared, and I'm scared now." Melissa is glancing at the wall clock."We've got time, honestly; Come on, just relax, sweetie."Now I'm really turned on, watching my own dear wife relaxing the lock on her legs. They fall slightly apart, naturallyI can see more clearly now I've moved up another step on the stairs. She's turning her lips to Derek. Oh my God! I'm feeling another wave of excitement watching her moist lips and tongue answering his kisses. She's really enjoying this. I've got to take my dick out and play with myselfjust real soft touches and slow masturbation, so I don't come until they get to what I hope they're going to do. How can I be thinking this wayso fuckin' weird, wanting my wife to be fucked by someone else! Derek's moving his hand under her skirt; I wish I could see underneath. I'm sure his fingers are right in her pussyshe's making the right noises for it. Wow! Such a fuckin' turn-on! Shit! She's stopped him. Melissa looks startled. Has she heard me?"Close the door, Derek.""No, no, no..." Derek's soothing her. "It's best open just incase someone comes in the house. We'll be able to hear them."Great suggestion Derek!keeps me in the loop. She's got a slight look of anxiety on her face, but she's letting Derek feel her up again. So sweet; they're back to deep kissing again. Oh my God! There's another wave of pleasure through me; it feels like I'm on the deck of a pitching boat, but along with incredible feelings of arousal. Better take it easy touching my dick, or I'll come too soonI want to enjoy every single bit of this. Oh! My! My! My! He's just lifted her skirt. Look at that! His hand's up the leg of her panties, but I can't quite see. Standing might help. Yes! Oh yesss! I can actually see her pussy from here with his fingers in it. Her black-stocking legs are still hanging over the edge of the bed. I hope she doesn't move, so that I can still get an eyeful of all this. Oh my Lord! 'Go for it Derek!'he's pushing her slip and her maroon and yellow skirt right up to her waist. Now her pantieshe's slowly sliding them down her legshe's left them hanging on one ankle like an erotic corsage.Oh no! Shit! Shit! Shit! She's movingwriggling up onto the bed. Damn! I can't see anything nowat least not in the mirror. But maybe... on my knees... if I crawl on the landing and look round the door jam... Yesss! Risky here, but what a view! Oh God! Her legs are spread now! For Christ's sake! Get on with it, time's running down; I don't want Melissa panicking and stopping the show. Oh good! Greg's kneeling now and unbuckling his pants. I'd better duck out of the way until they're right back into one another."I wouldn't worry too much about Steve finding out, anyway.""What do you mean?""I thing he's a bit kinky."Now what's coming? What does he know about me? I'm pretty secretive about myself"I use his computer for email while I've been doing the reno's and you're both at work. Purely and accident seeing the sites he visits in a file called 'Recipes' in his 'Favourites'. I thought it was food at first, but they're sex sites."Oh, no! For God's sake, say no more..."What sort of sex sites?""I'll tell you after."Oh! Thank God! I get a slight reprieve; but what a fuckin' idiot I am, not hiding that stuff better. Stillcan't do anything about that now. Greg's pants are off now. He's got a massive hard-onwow! It looks great! And he's obviously ready to get right back to business"No! Tell me now!"No don't, Derek! Don't say a fuckin' thing to herpleeeeeease! He's lying beside her and slowly caressing her pussy."They're cuckold and wife-watching sites. They're used by men who fantasize about the pleasure of seeing or knowing that their wives are fucking other men."Oh shit! Now the cat's out the bag. I feel real embarrassed that I'll have to face her if he says much more."You're kidding me!""No. I'm dead serious. Steve gets off on fantasizing you fucking other men. Listen, this was the wrong time to bring it up. I promise I'll tell you more after."Damn! That does it..."Okay. But I want to know."At least it hasn't stopped them... Now they're kissing deeply again. I can stand again if I just keep back in the shadow on the landing. Oh! How beautiful it is seeing them loving each other this way! Incredible! His fingers are wet, moving in and out and over my wife's pussy. Oh my god! Can I handle any more pleasure than this! And my God! His hard-on is amazing! Melissa's hand is around it, moving up and down the shaft. I bet she's enjoying the weight of that dick. Her hand doesn't even get round it. My dick is so small compared to that. Oh! I love it, love it, love it, love it! Oh, what's happening now? Derek's lifting himself up. Is this it! Oh my God! He's kneeling between her legs. Yessss! Please! Oh, Yessss! Go for it!"Sweetie, we've still got plenty of time, but I want to spend it inside youfucking you slowly.""Okay.""You're amazingly beautiful!""Thanks."Melissa's smiling at that. She loves complimentseats them up! She's reaching down between her legs to hold Derek's rampant dick. It almost looks like she's ready to haul him in. Yesss. He's leaning forward to penetrate... Damn! Fuckin' shit! No! I can't see it happening from here... Oh! Thank goodness! Melissa's lifted her legs and brought her knees up to take his dick. Ohhhh! My Lord! She's still holding his dick and guiding it to her wet hole. Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh! How beautiful! The most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Oh! God!... inside her... sliding... sliding into... yes... fucking... fucking so sweetly... my beautiful, sweet wife! And the sweet soft noises Melissa's making! She's never made noises like that when I penetrate her. Oh, my God! I can't take my eyes off his dick stuck in her...my own wife! It's like they're in the glow of something, right where they are joined together--bathed in the light of my eyes or something. I don't know how to describe it... It's like I'm watching something primal and sacred at the same time. His dick is penetrating her and the soft, sparse hair of her pussy makes a nest for his thick penis. Oh! I'm so glad this is happening. It's all so weird, but so, so nice. I'm going to experiment while I watch; I love feeling inferior-- 'He's better than me. He's better than me. He can satisfy her more than me.' My God! Just saying things like that to myself while I watch her nearly makes me come. And just look at that! Her knees up and spread wide for him while her pelvis moves so to willingly, naturally meet his thrusts. They're whispering lover's whispers to each other right now, but I can still just hear them."Sweetie, you feel so good... tight, wet and warm around my dick... I've always wanted to fuck you... a thousand times in my fantasies. I'm sorry I started by bullying you into this.""It's okay, okay, okay." She's stroking his hair and smiling into his eyes while she's saying this...they keep fucking slowly..."I'm glad you did it, now. It feels so right being with you...Ohhh! Yesss! It feels so, so right. Can you feel it too?"...he's still sliding slowly, the whole length, in and out of her body: "Oh God! Yesss! You're amazing to fuck and be with!"Sweet Jesus! Hear how her breath's changedand those wonderful little moans!...watching those animal rhythms of their bodies together is so arousing and mesmerizing.... It feels surreal...Oh! There it is! That's it--she's made that little noise she always makes when she's ready to orgasm! My God! I'm going to see her come with another man! A dreama sweet dream come true!"Ohhhhh God! Derek! I'm coming... Yessssss! Ohhhhh. I'm coming. Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"Shit. She's pleading for his cock! Oh my! She's just put her legs around his back...holding him...pulling him in... Oh God! God! God! He's grunting and pumping and he's not wearing a condom...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Inside her. Please! Please! Please don't pull out!"Yesssss! Yessssssssss! Ohhhhhhhhh! My God! I'm theeeeeere!Ohhh! Watching her buck madly for his cock...just beautiful! Beautiful! Ohhh! Now...Yessss! He's there! My God! The groans he's making with the throbbing of his ejaculation! Oh! Look at him! So strong! Holding her! His ass cheeks squeezing together over and over as he lets that sweet semen spill inside my wife's sweet body, so much deeper than I could ever go! Oh Jesusss! I'm coming now...watching my wife being fucked to orgasm... Uhgg... Shit!... I made a noise... got to stay... keep watching them and shoot my load! His sperm inside her... Oh!... Oh! Ohhh!I'm spurting on the floor... don't care... still looking at his dick pumping my wife's cunt... Uhggg... Uhggg... loads of sperm from my body...on the carpet against the wall... Wow! An amazing orgasm watching my own wife being fucked by someone else... so perfect..."Did you hear that!""No.""I think he's back! Get off and keep quiet!"Oh shit! Quick! I've got to get down the stairs quietly...quickly... Outside and down along the hedge to the sidewalk. Parked two houses down this morningno space in front of the house. Lucky. Into my carstart it. Yes. Drive up to the house slowly. I just caught a glimpse of Melissa peeking out the window. Slam the door and walk casually to the house, my heart still pumping with excitement. Open the door..."Hi honey! I'm home!""Did you get what you needed?""Yeaheverything." Here comes Derek out of the living room, cable detector in his hand. Nice move, buddy... 'Thanks for fucking my wife', I wish I could say."Hi Steve," Derek is saying. So cool! 'How do you do that after just shooting your load inside my wife', I'd like to ask. "I've done the tracing, but don't want to start knocking holes in the wall until I've got a full day to finish the job." "Okay. Let me know what day.""Okay. I'll phone in the morning. Bye."Ah! There she is... down the stairs comes Melissa, my beautiful, fucked, unfaithful wife."How's your mom?"Melissa's radiant in that same maroon and yellow dress--God! Her eyes are sparkling!wearing, I imagine, the same panties Derek removed to fuck her."Fine. She said to say 'Hi'."I'm in the presence of someone transformedmy wifea Goddess! I'm kissing her affectionately on the lips and thinking about up her skirt, between her legs right at this moment, deep in her bellyDerek's spermOh! so deep in her belly. Sam Baker, too! I'm so, so happyso proud of her! I feel transformed, too. I love this woman so much!"Honey, you've got a hole in your stocking.""Yes, I know. I snagged it; but it doesn't matter.""Are you ready for our date?""Always. Let's go."END
chubby.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/chubby.txt	Part One: Her First GloryholeMisty sat in her dorm room on another lonely Saturday night. This was how she spent all of her Saturdays. A nineteen-year-old girl ending her freshman year in college, Misty's life was an ongoing tale of sexual frustration. She had always had a pretty face, with full lips, large blue eyes, and long curly blonde hair. But Misty had also always been the chubby girl. She had been burdened with extra weight all of her life and never seemed to lose it, no matter how hard she tried. Despite her large, full 38D breasts, Misty's chubby body kept her from getting the attention she craved from men. She was constantly aching for sex, but could never find a willing participant.Life was difficult for a chubby, horny girl on a college campus. Wherever Misty went, there was always a horde of skinny, pretty, young sorority girls to serve as competition. And they were the ones who ended up going home with the guys, not Misty. For Misty, the worst part was her roommate, Cynthia. Cynthia was a nice enough girl, but she epitomized the "sorority slut" archetype. Cynthia rarely spent her nights in the dorm room on weekends, and was always eager to tell Misty about her experiences upon her return. Misty was so jealous of Cynthia and all the other girls like her. "Why can't I find one guy?" she asked herself, sitting alone, "Just one guy who wants to fuck me?"Misty's sexual experiences were limited to self-stimulation with her trusty dildo. She often used it to play with her hairy young pussy while she was surfing the internet, looking at pornography. Misty would call up a nice, dirty picture and push the dildo deep into her wet vagina while stimulating her clit. Her favorite sites were the ones that showed glory holes. She loved the idea of sitting there sucking a constant stream of anonymous cock. Misty had even done some research on the web and found that there were glory holes at an adult bookstore about an hour from her campus. Faced with spending a night alone with her dildo, Misty began to wonder. "Could I really do that?" she asked herself, "Could I really go to the glory hole and suck off a bunch of guys?" Misty wrestled with the question for about a half hour. Then, she looked over at Cynthia's empty half of the room. "Why should she get to go off and get sex every weekend while I'm here alone?" Misty asked herself. Finally, she resolved to do it. Misty was going to her first glory hole!After a long drive, Misty finally arrived at the adult bookstore. She got out of her car and locked it, shivering with anticipation. She had prepared well for this experience. Her long hair was done back in a ponytail and she had neglected to wear a bra or panties. To cover herself, she had put on a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt, along with some sandals. At her side, Misty had a large purse filled with various items: a towel for kneeling on, some moist toilettes to clean up with, and some condoms in case she found a cock to fuck her. She took a deep breath and approached the seedy-looking bookstore. Walking up to the door, she pushed a small buzzer and was eventually granted entrance. She nervously looked around the bookstore, getting aroused at the various pieces of pornography and sex toys. She also noticed a number of men looking her over, as she was the only woman in the store. Then she saw it. Tucked away in the back of the bookstore was a doorway with black curtains that said "video booths". Misty went to the counter and spoke to a grizzled-looking man who looked to be in his mid-forties."I'd like to get some tokens for the video booths," she said, still looking around. The man at the counter just smiled, taking her money and handing her the tokens. "This is it!" thought Misty as she approached the black curtains. As she walked into the back room, she heard the sounds of various porno movies mixing together. The booths were arranged in two columns of four, with many men hanging around in the walkway. Misty caught them all staring at her as she walked into an empty booth. She locked the door behind her and set down her purse. Misty set the towel on the floor next to the hole and began undressing. When she was fully nude, she knelt down and took her spot on the floor. Misty began rubbing her hairy pussy as she peered through the hole.On the other side was a white guy. Misty couldn't see much of him, of course, but she saw that his pants were down and he was sitting there stroking an impressive cock. Misty licked her lips as she slid two fingers through the hole. All at once, the anonymous man's giant cock sprang through the hole."Wow!" thought Misty, "Just like that!" She held it for a second, examining it in the light of the porno movie playing at her side. Then, Misty bent in and kissed the head softly. Encouraged by the throbbing sensation that this seemed to send through the man's cock, Misty began sucking. She made sure to avoid scraping her teeth against the cock, and slathered on lots of saliva to make it more comfortable for both parties. Misty wasn't sure, but she thought she heard the man moaning through the hole. As the minutes passed, Misty bobbed her head up and down on this strange man's cock. She occasionally took it out of her mouth to lick up the underside of the shaft, and then shoved it back down her throat. Misty felt the man bucking against her mouth, which suggested that he was enjoying himself. Misty had to admit, she was enjoying herself too. "Just last week, I couldn't even find a date," she thought to herself, "Now I'm sitting here, sucking some guy off, and driving him wild." The thought crossed Misty's mind that this anonymous man cared nothing for her... that he was just using her as a warm, wet hole to stick his cock in. Though Misty knew she should have been ashamed and offended by this, she wasn't. In fact, the more she thought about how this man was using her as an object, the more turned on Misty became. She had never thought of herself as a sexual object before, and was quite enjoying the idea. Misty continued giving the man head until she felt a swelling in his cock. Before she could prepare, he burst a load down her throat. Misty was unprepared for such a large spurt of cum, and pulled the cock out quickly, choking on the man's semen. But he wasn't done. The man's cock kept shooting out streams of sticky, white semen onto her face. Misty gasped to herself as it dripped down her chin and onto her ample breasts. She thought that would be it. From everything she'd read, once a man busts a nut through the gloryhole, he usually just leaves. But not this guy! He withdrew his cock and replaced it with a hand, which reached through the hole to grasp Misty's cum-covered breast. She started to protest, but then stopped. "Well," she thought to herself, "I'm here to have some dirty fun!" Misty held her arms behind her head and let this man that she had never met... never even seen...fondle her young, sizable chest. After a bit more squeezing, the man withdrew his hand, whispered a hushed thanks, and left the booth. Misty was thrilled! She had just sucked off a strange guy and had turned him on so much that he wanted to feel her up. After just a few moments, another man entered the booth. This one wasn't as forward as the booth's previous occupant. He stood in front of the hole for what seemed like a minute, and then cautiously peered down through the hole. Misty smiled at him, forgetting about the cum running down her chin. She saw the man grin, and he then stood up. As Misty watched the man through the hole, he unzipped his pants and took out his semi-hard cock. It wasn't as big as the first man's, but Misty wasn't going to complain. She felt the soft, spongy cock fill her mouth as she leaned forward. After a bit of playful suckling, it began to grow and harden. But this man did not seem to want a standard blowjob. As Misty was getting ready to start sucking him proper, the man pulled his cock back and pushed it back through the hole into her mouth. Misty was confused at first, and the man kept up his pattern of pulling away and shoving his cock back into her side of the hole. Then it dawned on her. "He must want to fuck my mouth!" thought Misty. She planted her face up against the hole and kept it there. At this, the man began pumping his cock in and out of her wet, cum-coated mouth. Once again, Misty felt the thrill of being used by a stranger. Her fingers unconsciously ran through her pubic hair and down to her soaking pussy. This man didn't seem to have the stamina of his predecessor. After just a few minutes of fucking her face, the man plunged his cock deep into her mouth and held it there. Misty was ready for the load this time, and began to smile inwardly as the man deposited another gooey load down her throat. As she was still swallowing the man's cum, he zipped up his fly and walked out of the booth. Misty's pussy was aching for attention. She pushed two fingers inside of her and fingered herself as she waited. While she played with herself, Misty heard murmurings outside of the booth. Just then, another man walked in and shut the door. Misty watched as he quickly took down his pants and fed his giant, fat cock through the hole. As she grasped the magnificent cock, she heard the man on the other side of the wall whisper. "They say there's a great little cocksucking slut over there," he said, "Rub my cock on your tits before you suck it."Misty did as she was told, rubbing the man's cock all over her breasts. He didn't seem to mind as his cock ran through the sticky cum left on her breasts by the first man. Then, she fed his cock through her cleavage and pressed her breasts together, tit-fucking this stranger through the gloryhole. Every time his cock would peek through the top of her cleavage, Misty's tongue would be there to give it a quick lick. "Now suck it!" the man whispered through the hole. Again, Misty followed orders. Sure that this man was not interested in the normal foreplay, Misty opted to just start sucking him hard with no licking or teasing. He seemed to enjoy this, as his cock pulsated within her mouth. "Oh yeah!" moaned the man, now not bothering to whisper. A mixture of saliva, pre-cum, and the previous two men's cum spilled out the sides of Misty's mouth, running down her chin and onto her breasts. She could tell that this particular guy would have a big load to shoot, and he was going to be giving it to her soon. Misty wanted to take advantage of this. When she felt that he was close to ejaculating, Misty pulled her mouth off of his cock. Straightening her body a bit, Misty began jerking him until he deposited a gigantic glob of semen onto her breasts.The man's cock continued pumping out cum and it coated her breasts, running down her belly and into her pubic hairs. Misty closed her eyes, feeling like a complete and utter slut. "I bet those girls on campus never did anything like this," she thought to herself, "No matter how much prettier they are than me!"As the man finished his orgasm, he withdrew his cock and put his mouth to the hole. "Stand up!" he whispered. Misty did as he said, not knowing what he had planned. The man's hand shot out from the hole and went right to her wet pussy. Misty unconsciously spread her legs to give him better access as he fingered her repeatedly. Then, the man used his fingers to gather his own cum from her stomach and pubic hair and placed the cummy fingers back into her pussy.Misty gasped. She wasn't sure if she could get pregnant from just having a man finger her with cum on his hands, but she was sure it wasn't safe. Still, she couldn't stop. She just stood there and let the man on the other side of the hole finger her until she had a rippling orgasm stream through her body. As she coated the man's fingers with her own womanly juices, he withdrew his hand. Exhausted and elated, Misty looked through the hole just in time to see him place his fingers in his mouth and suck them clean. "Mmm," he whispered, "You've got a tasty cunt, honey." Misty was a bit taken aback by the use of that particular word, as most girls her age were. Still, the dirtiness of the entire sinful situation served only to fill her with increased lust as she watched her third gloryhole lover leave the booth.Misty's mind was reeling. She had sucked off three anonymous men, one of which had brought her to orgasm. The fat young girl that no one else wanted was now an object of desire. Misty knelt beside the hole and waited for her fourth cock of the evening. Soon after she knelt down, her next anonymous lover entered the booth. Misty didn't have to encourage this guy. He simply pulled out his cock and moved it toward the hole. "I must be getting quite a reputation out there!" thought Misty. She greedily took his cock in her mouth and sucked him for a few minutes. Then, curiously, he withdrew. Misty was perplexed. Then, remembering the prior man who wanted to face fuck her, she figured this man must want the same thing. Misty planted her mouth against the hole and waited for his cock to plunge down her throat. But instead, she heard him whispering to her. "I want to fuck you!" he said quietly. Misty was a bit taken aback. She had planned for such a contingency, but was she ready to actually go for it? Her aching wet pussy told her that the answer was an emphatic "yes!" Misty turned away from the hole and bent over. She remembered the condoms in her purse, but was too hot to be bothered by them. "I'll just have to hope for the best," she told herself as she backed toward the hole, legs spread.Just then, the man began to slide his cock into her. Misty gasped. This was the first time a man had ever entered her. He pushed hard, determined to get his cock all the way up her young, tight pussy. Misty had to push against the wall in front of her to keep herself balanced. She was experiencing a mix of emotions. The pain of the man's cock inside of her was almost too much to bear, but it was overshadowed by the simultaneous pleasure that she was experiencing. Her nervousness at fucking a strange man without protection was overshadowed by her lustful enjoyment of the entire situation. And her shame at being a fuck slut for some stranger was overshadowed by her feelings of beauty and attractiveness. "They wouldn't want to fuck me if they didn't think I was pretty!" she kept telling herself.But in her heart, she knew that the man cared nothing for her. He just kept pumping away at her stretched pussy. The man was almost robotic in his relentless, continuous fucking. Misty was moaning out loud, unconcerned with who might hear her. And then it happened... she felt him start to cum. All at once, Misty's pussy began to fill with the stranger's seed. She knew she shouldn't feel good about it, but she was elated. The feeling of a hard cock coating her womb with semen made her have her second orgasm of the night. From that point on, Misty vowed never to use a condom again in her life, no matter what the consequences. As the man's orgasm subsided, he quietly pulled his cock out of her and left the booth. Misty's entire body felt wonderful. She didn't want to suck cock anymore...she wanted to get fucked! She kept herself in her hunched over position awaiting her fifth glory hole lover. As the next man entered, Misty could hear him whistle. What a sight it must have been for him...peering down to the small hold and seeing a hairy young pussy dripping with semen. This man followed his predecessor's style and pushed his cock into her instantly. Misty had a much easier time taking this one, having been loosened up by the booth's previous occupant. The cum that now spackled her insides, she thought, was probably serving as a convenient lube as well. The man pumped his cock hard into her, varying his fucking speed over the course of a few minutes. As this new man hammered her, Misty reached down and began playing with her swollen clit. Finally, he deposited his own seed into her. As the man withdrew his cock, Misty could hear him calling her a "nasty little slut" before he walked out of the booth.Misty smiled to herself. Maybe she was a nasty little slut. But she was also getting the first bit of real sexual relief she had ever received in her life. And she wasn't about to stop. For the next half hour, Misty got anonymously fucked by four other men, all of whom shot a sizable load of cum into her pussy. Now filled with the cum of six strangers, Misty was aching for a seventh. Almost on cue, the next man walked in. But he didn't instantly push his cock into her. Misty listened, and could hear him fiddling with something on his end of the hole. Then she felt him slide in. It was much smoother than her previous six lovers' cocks had been. "He must be using a condom," she thought to herself. Misty realized that she was disappointed by this, and settled into an unfulfilling fuck. As she felt the man orgasm and pull out, Misty quickly turned around and faced the hole, speaking to him in a hushed tone. "Let me have the condom," she said, "Please!" The man pulled off his condom and shoved it through the hole. As the man knelt down to watch what she was going to do, Misty held the condom upside-down over her open mouth. She heard the man groan with delight as his semen dripped from the condom into her mouth. Misty smiled at him and waved goodbye as he left the booth.Misty was exhausted. She had sucked off three men and fucked seven more. Now, for the first time in her young life, she knew what absolute sexual fulfillment was like. She also knew what it felt like to be a slut. "Honestly," she thought to herself, "It's not so bad. I get plenty of cock and men always want me." Misty resolved to become an easy girl at that point. She actual wanted a bad reputation. When men talked to her, she wanted them to know that she would fuck them in a heartbeat. Misty sat naked on the filthy floor, spreading her legs. Cum soaked out of her used, hairy pussy as she examined it. When it appeared as though no one was left to service through the hole, Misty began playing with herself. Taking large deposits of cum from her pussy, she repeatedly brought the sticky goo to her mouth and tasted it. She even worked the men's cum into her pussy hair, rubbing it in like shampoo. Finally, Misty decided she'd had enough for one night. She put on what little clothes she had brought, cum already soaking through and forming a dark patch in the crotch of her shorts. She didn't care, though. Misty grabbed her purse and brazenly walked out of the booth. She was a sight! Cum was streaked down her face and chin and her shorts were so soaked with semen that it looked as though she had wet herself. Misty passed about a half dozen men on her way out of the adult bookstore, all staring at her. She thrilled to the idea that she had probably sucked and fucked most of these men just minutes earlier. Getting back into her car, Misty began the long drive back home. "I won't shower tonight," she thought to herself, "I want to wake up feeling full of cum and having it dried all over my body." And Misty did just that, eventually falling asleep in her bed later that evening, resolving to visit the glory hole whenever possible.To be continued? [email protected]
blackcockaddict.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/blackcockaddict.txt	After several years of being swingers, I asked my wife if she would be interested in fucking a black man. At first she rejected my proposal, but after several months of me pressing her she finally agreed to try it. I let her do all the searching and contacts till she found the one.Nat was going to be in Atlanta on business, so they make plans to meet at his hotel after work. He informed her of what he expected her to wear to their meeting. He wanted a short black skirt, thigh high stockings, no panties, and a sheer blouse and a shelf bra. She agreed and a date was set.They met at the hotel bar and had a couple of drinks, after an hour he said, "Are you ready to get the fuck of your life?" With a flushed look on her face and answered, "I'm more than ready."They left the and headed to the elevator. Once inside he pinned her to the wall unbuttoned her blouse and exposed her perky 36DD tits. He kissed her and drove his tongue deep in her mouth. They got off the elevator and headed for his room. While walking down the hall he lifted her skirt to expose her bare ass and shaved pussy as well as her swinging tits. At the room he got his camera out for a few photos. He had her stand in the hall all exposed, after several shots she entered his room. By now she was shaking with desire. He had her stand near the window and then lay on the bed and he shot more photos. He had her remove her blouse and skirt and more photos were shot. Finally he was ready to get down to business. "Come here and undress me!" he ordered. She got up and began to remove his shirt and run her hands on his chest. She bent down and licked his nipples. She then unbuckled his pants and they fell to the floor, she dropped to her knees and removed them. She remained on her knees and starred at the bulge in his shorts. "Remove my shorts slut" which she immediately did and a smile came across her face as a delicious 10" hard black cock stood before her face. She wrapped her hand over his swollen cock and it was so thick she couldn't encircle it. Slowly she began to stroke his hot cock all the while transfixed on his big dick."Do you want to suck it baby," he said. "Oh yes, I want that black cock in my slut mouth." With that she opened her mouth and slid his hot cock into the mouth. She bobbed her head back and forth trying to slide that pole down her throat. After several minutes he spoke up, "Get up and lie on your back in the bed." She immediately complied."Now hang your head over the end of the bed" again she complied."Open your mouth so I can face fuck you," she did and he began to slide his pole into her mouth. After several attempts he managed to insert the entire 10" in her mouth. You could see the bulge in her throat as his black cock filled her mouth. He continued to face fuck her for several minutes as his balls slapped against her head. He finally removed his shiny cock from her mouth and said"Are you wet enough to have this big black cock fuck you.""OH YES PLEASE, fuck me with your big black cock, fuck me hard, fill me with your cum, make me your white whore."He shifted her on the bed, opened her wet pussy, and slowly started to insert his fuck tool. As he began to enter her pussy, she moaned and a look of excitement showed on her face as he filled her hole with his manhood. "OH GOD OH GOD" she shouted as he buried his entire shaft in her willing pussy. He raised her legs up and began to pump the entire length into her at a furious pace."That's it baby, fuck my cunt, ram that cock in hard and fast I want to cum, please fuck your whore. I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" she screamed and she shook violently while having multiple orgasms. This continue on for over an hour he finally said, "I'm ready to cum, where do you want it Bitch?"She looked up at his and said, "I want you to cover my face and mouth with that wonderful cum from you big black cock, PLEASE!" He removed his cock from her worn pussy and said, "Open your mouth cunt, and get ready for your reward!" She obeyed and eagerly open he mouth, "I want your cum! I need your cum! GIVE IT TO ME!!"After several strokes he shot his load all over her face and hair and then put it in her eager mouth and gave her more. She swallowed every drop. She continued to clean his cock for several minutes, and when he was finished he told her to get dressed. She was heading for the bathroom when he said"Don't wash off, I want to send you home to your husband with my cum on your face and in your hair. Give me your e-mail address so I can send some photos to your hubby and show him what a black cock slut you are. We will do this again." She got dressed and opened the door, "Thank you for the best fuck I've ever had. I will be waiting for your next call. I will be your black cock slut."END
lindagetsasummerjob1.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/lindagetsasummerjob1.txt	PART 1Linda Collins finished drying her hair and tossed her towel on a chair and admired her 13 year old body in the long mirror on the back of her bedroom door. Her long brown hair came down to the top of her well-shaped orange sized breasts and her dark pink and highly responsive areolas capped them off nicely. Between her thighs an emerging triangle of dark brown pubic hair made her feel even more grown up. This was the first day of summer vacation after her graduation from middle school and she thought four years until her graduation from high school sounded like an awful long time.As with most adolescents who were awakening to their own sexuality, it was a topic frequently in her thoughts and considering her parents "no dating until 16" policy it seemed destined that in her thoughts was where it would stay.At least she had a job to help keep her occupied. Her retired elementary school bus driver, Lyle Anderson, was the custodian at the interstate rest area 2 miles from her family farm and offered her the job as his assistant. It wasn't that he really needed an assistant or could pay her anything. He got a small stipend from the state transportation department to shovel walks in the winter and arrange for plowing if needed and keep the bathrooms cleaned and stocked and deal with the vendors who supplied the vending machines. He also put out notices that came from the state and ran the information booth from 10 AM to 4 PM.Linda had known Mr. Anderson since Kindergarten not only as her bus driver but also as their nearest neighbor only a mile down the road. He had retired from farming and kept only a small plot to grow his own vegetables. The rest of his land he leased to Linda's father who was kept busy keeping everything going. Her parents had hoped to have lots of brothers and sisters for Linda but complications during delivery had left her mother unable to have any more children. Instead they hired 4 to 5 teen age boys to work around the farm. Ron Collins was not unaware of his daughter's new interest in sex or her effect on the males around her so he was more than happy to have her spending her days at the rest stop.Linda also knew Vera Anderson, Lyle's wife, who headed the middle school lunch room. She did catering on the side and often hired students to help prepare for big events like weddings and funerals. Like Linda's mom, Mrs. Anderson had been unable to have children so it seemed they considered the students their surrogate children and kept in touch with them over the years.Mr. Anderson had supplied Linda with two uniforms. They were both one piece overalls that buttoned up the front. They were khaki and bore the state department of transportation logo on one shoulder and the state seal on the other. Instead of a name tag there was a patch over her right breast pocket that read REST AREA AGENT. She liked that agent bit. One overall was long legged an long sleeved and designed for colder days and the other was short sleeved with legs that came down to mid-thigh.The weather had been unusually warm even for July so Linda decided on the short one. She also decided to tease Mr. Anderson and go braless. She put on her smallest bikini briefs and then slipped into the overalls. She strapped on her sandals and pulled her hair back into a pony tail and went down to wait for Mr. Anderson to pick her up. While she was waiting she unfastened the button directly between her nipples and bent forward. If she leaned forward at the right angle she figured Mr. Anderson would be treated to a nice view of teenage tit and nipple.She could hardly have known that Lyle Anderson had just finished jacking off to her totally nude body caught on tape only two weeks ago in the school locker room.Vera Anderson had a contract with the school to use the lunchroom facilities for her catering business on the weekends. She rotated among the students choosing one boy and one girl for each event. When they arrived on Saturday morning she would hand them overalls similar to the long one Linda had and order them to go to the locker room and shower thoroughly then put on only the overalls and hairnet and cap. Just before entering the kitchen she would hand them a pair of paper booties to put over their shoes. The students thought she was a little over the top on hygiene but since they were getting $20 for the day which was equal to or double their allowances, they would have worked in the nude if she wanted.The truth was, Lyle and Vera shared a secret passion for adolescents. They themselves had first gotten together in middle school and dated secretly behind their parents' backs. Since Vera had access to the school and everyone knew Lyle would drive the goods to the event it wasn't viewed as unusual for him to spend the day there as well. What no one knew was that the school had installed two way mirrors in the locker rooms so that the coaches could monitor the activities going on after there had been some incidents of inappropriate behavior. The coaches' offices were on opposite sides of the same wall and the locked storeroom in each office actually opened onto the monitoring room. Either coach could monitor the activities in both rooms. Lyle had assisted one year and been amazed to learn about this space. He managed to make a copy of the key and on Saturdays set up two video camerasone directed to the boys locker room for Vera and the other toward girls room for himself.They had 20 years' worth of student bodies they replayed while having sex. When digital arrived, Lyle and uploaded all the tapes to computer and it made it a whole lot easier to store. Then they had made an extra $10,000 selling the originals overseas. The best of the lot had come by accident when the girl's locker room had burst a pipe on Friday night. Vera was on a tight deadline and told the two 14 and 13 year old brother and sister that they could take turns showering in the boys room and she would deduct $5 from what she would pay them or they could shower together to save time. After all, they were brother and sister what could they have to hide from each other?They did their best to avoid eye contact with each other until the boy offered to scrub his sister's back if she would do the same for him. It was impossible for her to hide her wonderfully puffy nipple response or his 8 inch hard on but they tried. They turned away from each other and finished the shower and went to work. After work Vera insisted that her helpers shower again before putting on their street clothes. On this day, they took a little longer than usual as brother and sister discovered the pleasures of incest all captured on video. It even happened that she was laying on one of the benches in just the right position to capture his cum mixed with her virgin blood oozing out of her newly opened pussy.The girl was now 27 and her 14 year old daughter was one of Linda's classmates. She lived in her parents' old house with her brother and his wife and never talked about the father of her child. The daughter had starred in her own video two months before the end of school and her coworker had been her cousin brother who was almost 14. Seems the cousin brother's father had knocked up one of his classmates as well as his sister and after graduating high school had married her.When they arrived at the rest area Lyle began by showing Linda the ropes of keeping the place stocked and cleaned and then they had lunch at the information desk. "Hey, Lyle," said a burly truck driver. He looked like solid muscle to Linda. He seemed to be her father's age but where her dad had a slight pot belly this truck driver had a solid six pack of abs. He was dressed in a form fitting light blue tee shirt and blue jeans. His blond hair had a natural waviness and she found herself melting into his blue eyes. "Where's Marcy? I've got fifty bucks for another session.""Sorry, Joe, Marcy graduated and got a modeling contract this summer. This is Linda. She is taking her place.""Every way?""Linda is only 13. Marcy was 17," Lyle said cryptically."Oh, sorry, no offense..." he looked a bit downcast as he headed off to the bathrooms."What was that all about?" Linda asked Lyle."Marcy Schmidt.""I know Marcy.""She was my assistant for the last three years. A couple of years ago she needed some extra money and she sympathized with her truck driver friends like Joe who spend three out of four weeks away from home and family. They get quite lonely and miss feminine companionship. Marcy wants to be a model so she started wearing her bikini to work and let the take pictures of her to help pass the lonely nights. At first she did it for free because it was experience for her fun for them but then they started giving her tips so she got used to getting paid. Then they wanted to give her more money if she would go topless and she did that for most of her second summer. Last year they wanted full nudes so she upped the ante to $50 per session to let them photograph her naked. One of the driver's has a wife who is a modeling agent. He told her about Marcy and showed her the pictures he had taken of Marcy in a bikini and this summer she signed Marcy as a full time model.""They paid her $50 just to take pictures of her naked?""I know. It sounds terrible but it was really quite innocent. Don't tell Marcy I told you because she might get embarrassed.""I won't. But where would they do it without being discovered?""In bad weather they used the men's room and I would alert them if someone was coming. On good days like this there is a drop off at the back of the property down to a small creek. They were shielded from view and the creek makes a pretty background.""How many times did she do it?""She had her regulars like Joe who came through on scheduled cross country hops or regular local vending routes so she had a couple of sessions in the morning and two or three in the afternoonI'd say she was pulling down $800 to $1000 a week.""Gee, it would be a shame to disappoint so many truck drivers and I need to start saving for college...... Lyle, would you go ask Joe if he wants to photograph me? I know I'm not fully grown yet but I do have breasts and I'm getting hair down there so I look older....""You really want to?""I want to do my part for the lonely truckers, too.""All right, wait here."Lyle walked over to the men's room. Traffic was slow and Joe was their only customer."Well?" Joe asked when Lyle came in."You were perfect. She can't wait to get started. I told her Marcy got $50 for nude photographs and you could see her eyes light up from the light bulbs going off in her head. Just take it slow. In a month I am sure we can have her pulling trains like a pro."Joe nodded and waited while Lyle went to tell Linda to meet him by the creek.Linda went back through the tall grass about 300 feet and found the creek Lyle had mentioned. There was a path down a small bank to a mini beach with the creek on the far side. A fallen tree served as a bench and a makeshift bridge over the clear foot deep water. She sat on the trunk and waited for about three minutes before Joe came down to join her.He was carrying a gym bag which he wedged between a branch and the rest of the trunk and opened it up. He took out a blanket and laid it down on the beach. Then he took out a tripod and a video camera as well as a high quality still camera."Are you sure you want to do this, Linda?""I think so but I have never done anything like this before so I am not sure what to do. I won't be able to date boys until I am 16 my mom says.""Well, this isn't dating, Linda. This is just about art and beauty. God has created many beautiful things in this world and it is the artist's job to capture and preserve as much of that beauty for as long as possible to be shared with the world.""You think I am beautiful?""Linda, the most beautiful thing God created is woman. Every woman is a work of art.""But I am only a girl. I am not a woman yet.""In this day and age and with our definitions that seems to be true. But even as recently as the 1970s and 80s there were states in this here United States where 12 year old girls could get married with their parents' permission. In the old west an unmarried 15 year old feared she would be an old maid. Let me see that body of yours."Linda shyly started undoing her buttons and sliding the overalls off her shoulders. She stopped when she was topless with the top of the overalls around her waist. Her breasts glowed in the noon sun and her nipples were fully puffed and hard."I'm sorry, Linda, I was wrong. You aren't beautiful..."Linda froze in disappointment."...you are MAGNIFICENT!"She immediately perked up.Joe went to work and snapped several pictures of her as she turned and posed in her half nude state. Then he handed her a $20 bill and the disappointment returned to her face."Lyle said Marcy got $50.""Marcy posed totally nude, Linda. When you are ready for that then you will make more money but I don't want to push you too hard your first time.""Yeah, I don't think I am ready to be naked in front of a stranger."Joe appeared lost in thought for a moment and then started to take his own shirt off."You know, I remember Marcy was very shy when she started but she told me it helped her if I was naked as well. She didn't feel so alone."He was naked from the waist up and Linda felt a tingle in her pussy at the sight of his chiseled chest and abdomen. Then he sat on the blanket and removed his shoes and socks. As he did so, Linda took off her shoes and socks as well. Then he stood up and slid his jeans of leaving only his boxers. Finally he put a thumb in each side and slid them off as well. He did it slowly and directly facing Linda who was afforded a first glimpse of his pubic bush which was as thick and lush as the black hair on his head. Then came the long slide down the dangling shaft of his 10 inch cock until finally the head bobbed free of the elastic waistband and he took them off completely.Linda was mesmerized by her first real opportunity to study male genitalia. She would have SEX-ED in the fall and she did live on a farm where the animals were constantly being bred and she had seen every barn yard penis there was and most of those she had watched in action. But she had never witnessed it between humans."You just want to take my picture, right? No touching or....or...anything else, right?""Exactly, you are my art project. I want to capture you in the best light possible and save your image for countless generations to come."Linda stood up on the blanket and slid the overalls the rest of the way off and laid them across the fallen trunk. The she mimicked Joe and slowly slid her bikini panties down and gradually revealing the newly grown brown bush on her pronounced Mons. The hair served to highlight rather than hide her virgin slit and larger than average clit that now pushed proudly out of its hood."Never ever shave that pussy, Linda, it is glorious. Too many women today feel that there is something ugly about hair down there but they couldn't be further from the truth. Wait until they change their minds because they are tired of dealing with ingrown hairs and shaving the stubble every day. It will grow back but never as lush and glorious as it had been. It is like walking through the beauty of a virgin old growth forest that has never known the lumberman's saw and then walking through the woods planted by the loggers to replenish their supply. It can never equal the richness of the virgin forest."Linda lapped up both the praise and the advice and unconsciously thrust her hips out to give her new friend better opportunities to capture her "virgin forest" on film.Half an hour later Joe gave her another $30 and they got dressed. Joe packed his bag and headed back to the rest area but advised Linda to wait for 15 minutes so they wouldn't raise suspicions coming back together.Just when she was about to head back another man came over the edge of the embankment and started down the path toward her."Linda?""Yeah, what do you want?""I'm Tom. Lyle said you wanted to make some extra money like Marcy used to.""Yeah, $20 bucks for topless and $50 for nude."Tom said nothing but stepped over and handed her $50."I've only got ½ an hour so I guess we better get started."And then Tom started to strip as well. He was close to 60 with gray hair everywhere and plenty of it and while he had plenty of muscles the sculpted look had disappeared. His 7 inch cock dangled under a beer belly that still managed to be taut muscle and not flab.Linda stripped at the same time and he had her do the same arty poses Joe had. Then he had her lean back against the tree and spread her legs wide. It was a position that exposed her entire virgin pussy to this strange man's leering eyes and it excited her. She could feel her pussy tingling and lubing itself in preparation for other activity Linda knew would remain a mystery until she married the man of her dreams.Then he got dressed and headed back. He didn't say anything about her waiting but she was glad for the privacy because these two sessions with naked men had her hormones in overdrive and she needed to cum. She started rubbing her pussy in a circular motion making sure she crossed her clit every time. She was having a hard time standing so she lay back on the log and left her right leg on the ground for support. Being hornier than she had ever been and with her first visions of male cock playing in her mind's eye she started to do something she had never done beforeinsert her fingers in her virgin passage and pretend intercourse.First it was her long middle finger then she added her ring finger and finally her pointer and in the throes of her biggest orgasm ever she tore through the membrane that symbolized her virginity. But the flash of pain did nothing to break her rhythm. She pounded herself fast and furious on her way to another even bigger climax. And she left her fingers inside as she slowly came down from her orgasmic rush and opened her eyesto see a man at the top of the bank with a video camera capturing every second of her actions. Realizing she was done he came down the bank and gave her $50. He was in his 40s with an average build and brown hair the same shade as hers. He made no move to take his clothes off or do any more photography."Linda, I'm Mickey. Lyle said you were taking Marcy's place. That was magnificent. I'll see you next time I come through."As he turned at went back up the bank, a stunned Linda looked at the front of his pants where a huge bulge told her that she had definitely had an effect on him. After a couple of minutes she went over to the creek and rinsed the blood from her hands, thighs and pussy and waited until she air dried. Then she put her panties and coveralls back on and tucked her $150 in the breast pocket and went back to the rest area."Still okay?" Lyle asked when she joined him at the information booth."That is pretty intense.....but fun!" "Did any of them touch you?""No. They took their clothes off to put me at ease but they acted like gentlemen. Except for Mickey. Tom had me pose with my legs apart and got some real close ups of my pussy and that made me horny. So after he left I lay back on the log and played with myself so hard I popped my own cherry but I came like I never came before. Only when I opened my eyes there was Mickey on top of the bank filming the whole thing. I would have thought a gentleman would have pretended not to watch.""You can't blame a man for watching a girl give herself pleasure. There are three reasons men have sex with women, Linda. First is for the pleasure it gives him. Second is the look of pleasure on her face when he makes her cum.""And the third?""Same reason you put the male and female animals together on the farm.""To breed! At least I don't have to worry about that because I am just a model and I told them no touching. Look, take pictures and video but no touching.""Sounds like a sound policy. Well, it's time to go home for the day, I guess."That night Linda went to sleep with visions of the two male cocks and her blood on her fingers as she repeated the creek side performance with no blood and all pleasure.The rest of the week she added another $1,000 to her total by posing for 5 shoots a day. She saw Lyle in the truck on the way to work and again at lunch and then for the return trip as Lyle sent her a steady stream of Marcy's old clientele. They were respectful of her 'no touch rule' but she found her poses were more and more suggestive and less and less innocent.Continued in part 2...Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author.---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 77
publicflirtations.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/publicflirtations.txt	"Hey honey," my husband whispered. "Look over your left shoulder, but do it discreetly."I gave him a look, but he just smiled. I made sure my two kids were still clamoring over the build it sets at the children's museum at Navy Pier. I peeked over my left shoulder, but see nothing but the chaos that comes from a place like this. screaming kids, running, kids, laughing kids. and parents endlessly chasing them."Sorry Patrick, I don't get what you want me to see." I could hear the edge of annoyance creep into my voice and I try and push it away."Tall guy in the dark blue shirt."I looked again and saw a man in blue with a young blond hair boy. The man seemed to be looking at everywhere but my direction. He was tall, about the same height as my husband but a decade younger. He had dark hair and then he smiled and I felt a flutter in my stomach.I blushed, realizing that my husband was watching me and asked, "Alright, what about him?""I believe he's been checking you out since we got here."I glanced back and saw him brushing off a young boy about seven years old."Nonsense, in this museum everyone kind of flows the same way."Patrick shook his head. "Alright Kim."He noticed our little girl banging away at a set of blocks and ran to stop her. I went over to my son and intentionally bent at the waist, knowing that my ass would be shown to great effect in my skirt.I peeked around my legs. Sure enough, the stranger's gaze was latched onto my ass. Was that a quick rub against his crotch? I smiled to myself. Let's give him a show! I reached for a toy, bending lower. I was only 5'4 and 120 lbs, but my ass had always been full even at the age of 40.Incredibly, the stranger pulled out his phone. He appeared to check it, but I swore he took a picture. I felt myself get a little wet, thinking about this man looking at my ass when he was alone! I smoothed my skirt and stood up slowly. Intentionally looking away, I tugged at my shirt, showing off my tits to their full effect.The kids ran into the next room. I followed behind them passing within a few feet of him. Our gazes met and I felt an electric jolt between my legs. I refused to look, but I could feel my nipples harden. I wondered just how easy it was to see.I caught sight of my husband but he was still keeping close watch with our little girl. Looking back, I saw my admirer herd his son to the same room. I moved to the side of the doorway.His kid ran past with his father behind. He sidled up next to me, so close I felt his breath on the back of my neck and something light brushed along my ass. As he continued, my eyes glanced down, I was sure I could see his rock hard cock.I leaned against the wall to slow down my breathing. I was definitely wet now. I waved to my husband and walked over to our family."Look who's followed us to the next room."Patrick nodded to the other side of the room.I shook my head and smiled. "Oh you. He's younger than me by ten years."My husband leered. "And your body still turns heads." He glanced at the kids and then whispered. "Especially when your nipples are hard." He winked.I felt my cheeks heat up from blushing and gave him a soft punch.I moved around and to help my little girl grab the boats in the water. I wished I had worn a looser v-neck as it would have given my admirer an eyeful of my boobs. Still, I thought he might still be able to glimpse something. With effort, I resisted checking to see if my efforts were successful. Instead, I slowly rotated around, eyes still fixed on my child, until my ass was facing his direction.I slowly bent further, relishing in the feel of the fabric pressing against my curves. I imagined him discreetly touching himself, maybe taking a discreet picture or two with his camera.Unable to help myself, I peeked.He was looking at me with unabashed lust, so taken with my ass that he didn't even realize that I was looking back at him. She swayed her hips slowly back and forth and watched his hand move up his thigh and slowly move up his thigh. His hand settled unobtrusively over his crotch and his thumb moved up and down. He was stroking himself!Abruptly their eyes met. He blushed furiously and jerked his hand away. I didn't look away though. and through some spark of courage, I smiled at him and winked. A shocked look crossed his face and then he returned the smile.But then my kid was pulling me to the next room. This one had forts arranged out of various furniture."C'mon mommy!"I was pulled into a maze of obstacles. I looked back and saw my husband and son laughing at us. I shook my fist in mock anger before being pulled further in.We crawled along and now I was ruing the fact that I had worn as a skirt as I felt it ride up a bit. My daughter scrambled into a fort full of balls and I stayed where I was with a sigh of relief.Suddenly, I saw a familiar boy shoot past me and into the ball fort. I felt a warm body press up against me and I leaned back. His hand tentatively moved across my ass. When I didn't say anything or move away, the hand grew bolder. His hand kneaded my ass harder, starting at the top and working his way down. almost to the hem of my skirt.I bit my lip to keep from moaning and pushed my ass out farther. He started using both hands now. His hands danced over my ass, sometimes moving up for a quick feel of my breasts and then down again. I silently wished for him to move under my skirt to shove his fingers into my wet pussy. To finger fuck me until I cum. And I feel his fingers curl under my skirt, his finger tips brush against the bare skin of my inner thigh. higher and higher."Mommy!"I blink through the haze of desire that had enveloped me and see my daughter dart forward. Without looking back, I crawl forward.My husband and son are on the other side of the maze. Patrick and I make eye contact and I wonder if he can guess on how turned on I am. But before he can say anything, my daughter pulls him to the next room. I grab my son's hand and we follow along.The kids play in a room that mimics Chicago's skyline. But despite the fact that we are there for over twenty minutes, there is no sign of my admirer. Disappointment wells within me as I realize that he has probably left.The next room is full of bubbles and the various children screeching nearly breaks the sound barrier."Pat, I have to go to the bathroom. Will you be alright with the kids?"He nods and turns back as the kids try to make bubbles with various crazy shaped wands. I make my way to the bathroom, but there's a line of women out the door.Already sexually frustrated, I don't feel like waiting. I turn to walk back when I spy the men's bathroom. "Screw it."I march over, thinking that I had better make this quick. I slam open the door and nearly run into my admirer!Instinctively, he stops me by grabbing my arms. I try to stutter out an excuse as a smile spreads across his face. He reaches past me and I hear the click of the lock. He walks me over to the sinks and spins me around.I grab onto the counter for balance even as I feel his hands pulling up my skirt."We don't need these."He tugs down my panties, all the way down to my ankles and I obediently step out of them.From the reflection of the mirror, I can see him staring at my ass as he continues to paw at it.We make eye contact in the mirror as a finger is shoved into me."You are very wet."Two fingers slide into me. "VERY wet."Three fingers slide in, raising me to my toss at the violent intrusion and all I can do is whimper with lust. I grip the counter tighter as they move in and out of me a few times more.His hand snakes around and I start licking his fingers clean. My taste is strong and tangy. I can see him unzipping himself, but at this angle I can't see his cock. His hand moves away as I feel his cock move against my wet slit. I stick my ass out to give him better access, giving myself over to him completely.His cock continues to move along my pussy lips and then the angle changes and the head presses against me. His hands grab my hips and pulls. I look back up and our gazes lock as his cockhead pops into me. He feels about the same thickness as my husband. I steady my legs as he begins to slide in. As he moves further and further in. I gasp and he smiles at my surprise. I haven't felt any cock this deep before!Finally the base grinds up against my ass and then he withdraws just as slow. SLAP! I almost stand up at the mixture of pain/pleasure, but he's deep inside of me again. SLAP! He thrusts again. SLAP! The pace begins to increase and he needs both hands to fuck me hard and violent. The sensations are too much and I cum, but he doesn't slow. Instead my convulsions spur him on to go faster.I can barely stand, but he holds me up as he makes me his personal fuck toy. His hand snakes down between my legs and begins to roughly rub my clit. After my orgasm, it's incredibly sensitive, but I can't do more than gasp, completely at his mercy."Oh yeah,"he breathes. "You are even hotter than I thought you'd be."His fingers saws harder at my clit. Pain/pleasure lightening up... and I cum again!His breathing grows ragged and he breathes into my ear. "Oh yeaaah... YES!!"I feel his cock swell and bury himself deep within. His grip on my hips so painful, I'm sure I'll have bruises. He continues to slide in and out of me though now much slower. I even begin to think he's going to fuck me again but then he pops out.I collapse onto the counter. He gives my ass a final caress and then I hear the door unlock and he's gone. I straighten up as best I can and I realize he never returned my underwear. I smooth out my skirt the best I can.Blushing I make my way back through the museum. My family is still in the bubble room. My husband looks up and I wonder if there's something in my expression to give away what happened. He raises a questioning eyebrow."Stupid lines for the bathroom," I mumble.ENDHave comments? Sure you do! Write to [email protected]
littledebbie.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/74/littledebbie.txt	My name is Mike Carter. I am 32 years old and teach fifth grade at a suburban elementary school. My students are mostly middle class, except for this one girl named Debbie. Debbie was not as well off as my other students. She had a waif look about her. Her hair was often unkempt and she only wore faded cotton dresses that she must have bought at Goodwill. Although unkempt, this ten year old was still attractive. She was about four feet, six, inches tall, had long brown straight hair, and a typical ten year olds' figure, slim, boyish, and with no breasts or hips to speak of.She was a loner, often teased by the other kids in class. I noticed, when we went out for recess. She would always wander off and go behind the storage shed, at the edge of the playground, between the elementary and adjacent middle school. When the bell rang, she would run back over and join the line in time to enter the building with her classmates. I never thought much of it.One day, while on recess duty, I noticed something that I didn't notice before. I noticed several different older boys, going back and forth to and from the back of the shed, from the middle school, each day Debbie was there. I was curious about what was going on. Perhaps they were smoking there I thought. The shed was so exposed, I didn't think I could approach it without getting spotted. Then I had an idea.I had a spy camera that sent video to my computer, that I had used for monitoring plant growth in the science lab. Perhaps I could use it for this. Afterschool, when nobody was around, I went out to the shed and hid the camera inside an outdoor speaker, pointing towards the area that was not visible from the two school buildings. I set the timer on my computer, to automatically record each day at recess time, 10:00 am to 10:20 am. I got really busy, and it was a week before I had a chance to see what my camera had captured. Alone, in my classroom, afterschool, I sat at my desk and opened the laptop. I clicked on the file name cam-monday-1, and a movie started to play. First there was no one in the picture and then Debbie entered the frame. She appeared to be waiting anxiously. Then three middle school boys came over behind the shed, and stood in a line in front of her. Debbie got onto her knees. The first boy handed her what appeared to be a handful of loose dollar bills and change, which she put in her pocket. She then reached over, unzipped his pants, and out popped his five inch penis. She quickly covered it with her mouth and sucked, keeping it completely in, the whole time. After only a few moments of this, I could tell the boy must have cum, for she withdrew her mouth and swallowed. The same thing happened with the next boy. After giving her the money, he too unzipped his pants. His penis, was a bit larger the first. Not only did she use her mouth, but also her hand to suck and pump until he too came in her mouth which she swallowed completely. The third boy approached her. After saying something to Debbie, she took the money, and stood up. She lifted her dress and held it up. The boy reached over and pulled her little girl cotton panties off. With that, I got a look at her preteen pussy on my computer screen. From what I could see, it was little more than a slit between her thighs - no hair, no plushness. The boy reached over and put his middle finger into her smooth pussy slit and began to pump it in and out. Debbie took her hand, reached over unzipped his pants, and took out his now erect penis. She pumped it in time with his fingering. After a while of this, her knees got weak and her body seemed to shake. It appeared she had an orgasm. Simultaneous to this, ropes of white cum spewed from his cock, landing on the ground. As the boys turned and left, she pulled her panties back up, and left the area, to go back over to her classmates.The additional files, were more of the same, with different boys. One variation of the fingering, was a boy sucking on her preteen breasts, which were nothing more than erect nipples on tiny mounds of flesh, while she stroked his cock.When I clicked on the Friday file, I got a real surprise. First of all there was only one boy with her. He seemed to be negotiating harder with her than the others. Finally, he handed her what appeared to be more money which she took and put in her pocket. She then, lay down, lifted her dress, pulled off her panties, and spread her legs. The camera angle allowed me a view of the action right between her legs. Could I be so lucky, as to catch a little girl fucking on video, I thought?The boy took out his seven inch erect penis, and lay on top of Debbie between her legs. He placed his penis, at the entrance of her pussy, and started to push in. He was having a hard time entering her further. Finally he pushed hard and his penis went all the way in. I noticed tears streaming down Debbie's face. Could it be this was her first time? Had I just seen the deflowering of a ten year old virgin? As he pumped in and out, it only took a minute, before he stiffened up, and shot his load deep within her. As he withdrew, gobs of semen, mixed with blood, seeped out of her slit, onto the ground. Well that answers my question, I thought. They then got up and left the area.Watching these videos, I was both shocked and excited at the same time. At the very least, I would have a treasure trove of forbidden videos to satisfy my masturbation fantasies for a long time to come.I closed the laptop, and contemplated my next move.After thinking about it, I decided to confront Debbie about this.*That next week, I asked Debbie to arrange to stay afterschool on Wednesday, on the pretense of getting extra tutoring in math.When Wednesday afterschool arrived, Debbie stayed back while the other students left. I placed a sign on my door that said "Do Not Disturb - Tutoring" and locked it.I called Debbie up to my desk, and started, "Debbie, you're not here to do math, I want to show you something." I opened my laptop and clicked on one of the files. As the action commenced, Debbie asked, "Where did you get this?" "Oh never mind," I said, as I clicked on additional files, "the real question is, what are we going to do about it?""Oh please," she said, starting to cry, "I hope you're not going to show my parents?""Well that's up to you young lady," I said, "what is your explanation for this?""I just really need money," she said "my parents are poor, and I use this money so that I can buy a few nice things, like the other kids have.""Oh please, Mr. Carter, can't we work something out?" she said, as she straddled my lap, facing me holding me close, tears still running down her face. As she straddled me, her dress rode up, and I could feel her crotch, through the fabric of her panties, pressing against my hardening penis. I felt an extraordinary amount of heat coming from her. As she wiggled around begging, I also felt a fair amount of moisture.I was now at her mercy, rather than the other way around."Well if we did some of the things you saw me do on the computer," she said, "do you think we could keep this just between us?""That seems like a plan." I said. With that she lifted herself off of my lap and got onto her knees in front of me. She unzipped my pants and took out my ten inch hard penis."Oh my," she said, "that's much bigger than I'm used to."She put her head in my lap and took the head of my penis into her mouth. After getting it nice and wet, she slid about half of it into her mouth, down her throat. As she sucked, I pumped myself in and out, her saliva further coating my penis with every thrust.Her mouth was like a hot, wet vacuum and I could tell I was not going to last very long doing this, so I pulled out. "I'd like to do what you did last Friday." I said."Oh I've only done that once," she said, "but OK, we can try."With that she lay down on the floor and pulled off her panties."No, up here." I said, as I motioned to my desk. "I'd like to do something to get you ready first."She hopped up onto my desk in front of me. I reached out, spread her knees, and got an up close view her ten year old pussy. I confirmed what I saw the video. Her pussy was little more than a smooth, hairless, little slit with just a hint of the puffiness that would eventually develop.I lowered my head, and placed my tongue right on her slit. She looked surprised but didn't say anything. I continued to lick up and down, working my tongue into the slit about an inch. As I continued, I started to feel her getting wetter down there and I began to notice a wonderful sweet aroma filling the air. My tongue went up inside, to the top of her lips, and I saw that she had the start of an immature clitoris. There was a hint of the tiniest bud, pink and emerging slightly. I concentrated my licking on this. Her pelvis began rocking in time with my licking and all of a sudden, she stiffened, her whole body rocked, and she released in a strong orgasm. As this happened, a small pool of liquid, came out of her pussy, onto the papers on my desk that I was correcting. I was not aware, that a girl so young could even have an orgasm, let alone one so strong. It was a pleasant surprise."OK, young lady," I said, "I think you're ready now."She then slid forward, off my desk, onto my lap, and straddled me, placing one leg on each side of my hips. I placed my still hard penis, at the entrance of her pussy. Being so wet, the head popped right in.I wiggled it around a bit and pushed up while pulling her down onto me. Surprising to both of us, my ten inch penis went all the way in, up to the hilt.After staying like this for a moment, Debbie was the one who continued the action. Perhaps it was instinct that took over but, she raised her hips up, withdrawing almost my entire shaft from her pussy and then pushed back down, burying me again up to the hilt. This she continued, again and again, in slow, deep strokes. I cannot even begin to describe the sensation. Her pussy was so tight that it griped my shaft from all sides. It was so smooth that it felt like velvet. I have had a fair amount of sex, but nothing compared to the tightness of this preteen pussy. As we continued, her strokes began to quicken and so did her breathing. Her pussy was hot, wet, and slippery. After a while more of this, her body again stiffened, and I felt her pussy walls expanding and contracting around my penis. As I started to cum, I pushed my pelvis up as she pushed hers down, emptying my load deep into her pussy. Thankfully, since she had not yet started to go through puberty, I did not have to worry about getting her pregnant.After staying locked together for a while, to catch our breath, I lifted her off of my lap. My cum started to leak out of her pussy, so I lifted her over the trash can, and let it drip. I took some of those brown, school paper towels, and wiped her off completing the cleanup. (I only hoped the night janitor did not inspect the trash too closely.)"Since you let me do what I saw in the video, I guess this can remain a secret, and your parents will never have to know," I said. "Well there's one thing, from the video, you didn't do." said Debbie, pointing to her pocket. "I think that would help to keep 'everything' secret not just from my parents but from a lot of people." Knowing she had me now, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a twenty dollar bill."Is this OK?" I said."Oh yes, it's more than the boys ever give me," she said, as she put it in her pocket. "You know, maybe you could 'tutor' me each week?""I'll put you down for every Wednesday," I said.The rest of the school year was great, our weekly 'tutoring' sessions were quite enjoyable. As time went on, I noticed that Debbie was wearing nicer dresses, her hair was done up more professionally, and she seemed to have many of the other things her classmates had. It seems like her time, both with me and behind the shed, was paying off.Speaking of the shed, Debbie never put two and two together, and never realized the camera was still there. This afforded me many more weeks of erotic entertainment, before she went onto middle school and found another place to "do business".Speaking of entertainment and business, I was able to make a good deal of extra income, by posting those videos on the Internet.In fact, you can view them, for a fee, at http://www... Oh no wait, that would be illegal, wouldn't it?!THE END---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------*Kristen's collection - Directory 74
contraception.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/67/contraception.txt	This event, was the horniest experience of my life and may leave a legacy which both my wife and I may yet regret.Our sex life had become very humdrum and I often pestered Janine to be more adventurous in bed. She argued that we'd done most things in our seventeen years of married life short of involving other partners. I joked that we'd have to do that then and Janine shocked me by saying, "Yes please. As long as he's young, well endowed and black."I nearly fell out of bed laughing but the look on her face told me she meant it. After that we could never talk about or have sex without her reminding me of my promise. I told her I had never promised any such thing but she became ever more demanding that I should organize it.Right, you bitch, I thought, and the following night I warned her to be ready because her wish was about to become true. I went to a strange pub where I wouldn't be recognized. The place was full of the 'right material' and I stood next to a huge, six foot black guy at the bar and engaged him in friendly banter. I dragged the subject round to women and sex and as the beer went down I became more confident."Do you fancy screwing my wife, Jerome?" He nearly fell off his bar stool with surprise. I boldly went on to explain she was blonde, aged 37 with 40" tits. I explained about her fantasy and said he was the chosen man. We couldn't get home fast enough and after the formalities and another drink, Janine took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I took up a position at the foot of the bed and Janine stripped to her panties. She ripped his clothes off and we both gasped at the size of his stalk! It was huge - 10 inches at least and thick with it.I'd nearly come in my pants already when Janine reached into the bedside cabinet and pulled out a packet of condoms. I'd had the chop earlier and contraception never crossed my mind. Janine was already rolling one onto our friend but it still only covered half of it. He brought the tip to the edge of her vagina and maneuvered it in inch by stiff inch.I could tell she was already having multiple orgasms and after about thirty seconds she'd taken the lot. The sight of Jerome pistoning in and out of my wife's pussy was incredible. Suddenly he pulled out and turned her doggy style on the bed and to this day I'll never know what made me do what I did next.I picked up a small pair of manicure scissors and before Jerome could penetrate her again, I snipped off the tip of the rubber. Jerome looked at me in amazement but I put my finger to my lips and motioned that he should proceed. Needing no further encouragement he worked his now lethal weapon back into my wife's gooey hole. She was oblivious to what was going on and screamed for Jerome never to stop. I was mentally pleading with him to screw the ass of her and tub her fat belly! Jerome obliged no problem and finally spewed his sperm deeply into her unprotected vagina. Janine just slumped forward on the bed, her pussy mushy and battered.Later, after he had gone, I began to worry about what I'd done, especially with Janine wailing that the condom had burst and she was certain to be pregnant! I tried to reassure her but she consulted her diary and found it couldn't have happened at a worse time of the month. This was three weeks ago and still no period. She's going for a pregnancy test next week and we're keeping our fingers crossed. So beware! Your sex-drive can get you into deep water (and maybe maternity hospitals!) END
showingheroff.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/69/showingheroff.txt	My wife has never been that prudish but it took quite a long time before she would show "the lot". It was quite normal for her to go out with no bra and a loose top and bend over in supermarkets etc and show her tits. She is 32 years old, has a nice trim body of 36b-26-35, weighs about 124 pounds and her tits are still quite firm. I would usually go with her and place myself so that I would be able to see what others were seeing and enjoy the show as much as they were. I would also put my arm around her sometimes and raise her crop top so that one of her tits were exposed as we walked back to the car. She knew that this was happening but would always act a bit angry about it. Garden centers were also a favorite of ours, she could bend over or squat down to look at plants and when she was squatting down her pussy was always on view but covered by a see through g-string or other panties that were skimpy and see through. On one Saturday I went into my office to do a little bit of extra work and she would type up a report for me before we went on to take some pictures of her showing her tits by the side of the road or from a bridge over the motorway. She was dressed in a suitable short skirt and a 2-button jacket.A colleague and extremely good friend came into the office and started to chat to us. We were on shift together for 10 years and there was nothing that he didn't know about me, my wife or what we did to enjoy ourselves. He had seen numerous pictures of my wife in the nude, or semi nude. My wife had even selected pictures that I could show him because she didn't want him to see any unflattering pictures of her. He had seen pictures of her with bare tits, bare ass and bare pussy, even very, very open leg shots, all with her approval. Russ had even indicated that he would love to fuck my wife and she was not adverse to the idea but that happened quite a bit later. As she sat there typing her jacket had bunched up and the top of it was gaping open, Russ was now getting a very close up view of what he had only seen on pictures or caught quick glimpses of. Her tits and nipples were almost hanging out and the best of it was, she knew what was showing so well. I made a comment to her about her jacket and how she was sat and she just smiled! I knew then that I was on a winner and carried on chatting to Russ and, with him, enjoyed the view. Conversation gradually got around to the pictures of my wife that he had seen and she even asked him if he had any preferences or would he like to "make a request" that we could do for him. Russ was a little surprised at this question but carried it off well and described how he liked pictures of her waiting for doggie. She asked him if he wanted her to be wearing anything in particular like stockings and suspenders as it framed her pussy well. I was surprised at her saying this and replied that as long as your cunt is on display I don't think that Russ would mind. This set the tone of the conversation that we were now having. She asked Russ if he preferred pictures of her cunt with hair or without. He replied that she had a lovely cunt when it was shaved. I noticed that her knees were getting farther and farther apart as we carried on talking. She turned on the chair and sat there with one of her tits completely exposed and run her hand down between her cleavage. I watched in silence the same as Russ. My wife was now making all the running and keeping the conversation going on this very sexual level. The weather was quite warm but I don't think that it was warm enough to cause the slight sheen of sweat that was visible on my wife's chest, I know that it didn't cause the sweat that I had on my chest! She caught hold of the front of her jacket a shook it a couple of times and commented how hot it was, I said to her that if she was that hot why not undo her jacket or take it off.She grinned and said that she didn't think that Russ would like it, I told her that he wouldn't mind and Russ said that he wouldn't mind as he had seen a lot of her lovely pictures, flatterer, and that he admired a girl who was proud of her body. To my surprise as she had only flashed her tits to strangers before, she undid her jacket and took it off. Christ, the air was electric, she was now sitting there with just her skirt and shoes on and talking to us in the basest of terms. It was obvious that she was getting very turned on with the situation. She continued to ask Russ what he preferred and also asked him what he thought of her tits now that he was seeing the real thing, he kept his cool and told her what I think she wanted to hear. He told her that the real thing was always better than pictures and that he is not the slightest bit disappointed in what he could see but very impressed and was looking forward to the day that he would see the rest of her. She sat there for a few seconds, looked at me, and stood up, and took off her skirt. All she had on now was a pair of shoes! My cock was almost hard enough to cut a diamond now. She asked Russ if she reached his expectations and smiled at him. Russ was silent for a few seconds as he looked from her tits to her shaven cunt and back again. He said that he wished he had seen it all before in the flesh and more often, she told him that he will. I didn't know how far I could push it that day, I would have liked to push her over the desk and we could have both fucked her but as this was the first time that she had been so courageous I didn't want to spoil any future chances of fulfilling my hopes. We stayed in the office for about 10 minutes longer during which time she sat there and even raised one foot and rested it on the seat by her ass and then I said that we had better go if we are going to do some flashing and take some pictures. Russ told her that it was nice to SEE her. And that he hoped to SEE her again.She told him that he would have another chance and soon. We went out to a bridge and took some pictures, one of which was of her in the doggy position in the middle of the road, just for Russ. As we drove home that evening I told her that if she had given the nod we could have fucked in the office with Russ taking part. She told me that if I had given the nod she would have fucked us both! SHIT! I missed my first real chance there! Hey! There's always the future. Right?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 69
wivesontheprowl.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/wivesontheprowl.txt	Penny was edgy tonight. She sat on the sofa next to her husband watching this cop show. She starred at the clock again. Two more minutes before ten o'clock. She got up and walked to the window parting the curtain and starred across the street."Honey? What are you up to?" Penny's husband, Dan asked."Uh... Oh... Nothing baby. Just checking to see if Jerry was leaving for work."Her neighbor, Jerry was just getting into his car across the street. She saw Jerry's wife, Cherry standing in the front door waiving at her husband as he backed out of the driveway. Penny waited long enough to see Jerry's car drive off down the road and turn the corner. She looked back and saw Cherry closing the front door.Jerry had been working midnights for the last month now on his new job. Penny knew he hated working nights leaving his wife home alone at night."Honey. Are you going to stand in the window all night?" Dan asked."I'll be right there baby." Penny was waiting for a nightly ritual. Penny was getting antsy as she waited starring across the street. Penny noticed the porch light going off at Cherry's house. Then the house went dark. The street lights gave just enough light to see what was going on across the street. "There she goes again. That little bitch.""Who you talking to Penny?""Uh...Nothing baby... I'll be there in a minute."Penny watched as her neighbor strutted down the sidewalk heading over to Mark's house. That dirty little whore. Penny thought to herself. Couldn't wait for her husband to leave for work so she could prowl the neighborhood tonight. That bitch. Just look at the way she's walking. Going to get some black cock again for sure.Penny waited until she saw Cherry knock on the front door of Mark's house. It only took a second for Mark to open the door and let her in. He'd certainly been waiting for the bitch. That's for sure. Penny saw enough and walked back sitting next to her husband. Dan's eyes were closed already. He fell asleep again.How the hell can this man fall asleep so damn fast? Penny thought to herself. She turned the volume down on the set and gently got back up from the sofa and starred out the window again. It looked dark over at Mark's house. Damn. That little fucking whore, Penny thought. How could she do this to Jerry?Penny looked over at her husband again who was sound asleep. She starred across the street again thinking and wondering what they might already be doing across the street. Damn, she thought. Mark hadn't even lived in the neighborhood for a month when she first started seeing Cherry paying him nightly visits.Penny couldn't stand it any longer. She was curious to find out what was going on for herself. She was tired of speculating. She grabbed her cell phone off the kitchen table and took a peek to see if Dan was still asleep. He was. Penny quickly and quietly as possible opened the side door and stepped out into the open air. It was a tad cool tonight so she was glad she wore a sweater. She took a deep breath inhaling the cool night air then started making her way across the street to Mark's house. She waited until a car passed and crossed over it front of Mark's house. She looked around at the houses next door making sure nobody was looking out the windows and started walking on the grass toward the house. There was a dim light on in the front room. The curtains were pulled shut facing the street. Penny walked around the side of the house and saw one of the curtains pulled but still enough to allow someone like her to nose inside.She edged herself between the bushes and got up close to the open part of the curtain and looked inside. Just as Penny suspected. Penny saw Mark seated of the sofa with Cherry down on her knees between his legs giving him a blow job. Cherry was still wearing her tight jeans and heels but already had her top removed and tossed onto the floor. Mark was stretching his arms out holding one hand at the back of Cherry's head while holding the base of his thick black cock with the other. Penny positioned herself to get a better look inside. Cherry's huge breasts swung freely as she moved her face up and down that thick black shaft."How dare that bitch!" Penny thought to herself. Poor Jerry doesn't deserve to be married to such a fucking whore. Penny kept watching as Cherry worked her mouth and her tongue on that big black cock. "Damn!" Penny thought. "She looks like a slut taking that fat cock down her throat." Cherry stopped sucking and arched up as Mark leaned forward locking their lips together in a heated passionate kiss. Mark moved his hands up and under cupping those huge globs in each hand as he tweaked her nipples with his thumbs. Cherry's mouth was wide open as she accepted Mark's tongue. A few moments went by before Cherry stood up lifting Mark up by the hands. His pants dropped to the floor as he stood up in front of Cherry. His huge cock stuck straight out poking Cherry's lower belly area.Mark reached out and started unclasping Cherry's jeans as they locked in another heated kiss. They were soon being pulled down Cherry's legs until they lay piled on the floor as she stepped out of them loosing the heels as she did.Penny watched as the bitch moved in closer allowing Mark to slip his meaty black hand under her thong cupping her bare pussy. Although the window was shut tight, Penny could still hear Cherry moan as Mark cupped her pussy in his big hand. Cherry's body responded by arching up on her toes pushing her body against the big body of Mark.Mark was a big man. He was fifty something but very physically in shape for his age. He was tall and muscular and kept in shape running and working out every day. Cherry's petite blonde body looked tiny compared to the big man. She was only 5'1" and couldn't weigh much more then one hundred pounds. She had big tits for her size and they were natural, not silicone. Cherry also knew how to move that tight little round ass of hers. At twenty eight she was one of the most attractive wives in the neighborhood. A real slut too from what Penny could see.Cherry and Mark were moving now. Penny kept an eye on them until they walked out of sight. Looked like they entered one of the bedrooms at the back of the house. Penny squeezed through the bushes again and walked around to the back of the house. There was a light on at the far end of the house. Penny walked into the back yard taking note that the curtains were still wide open. This window was much higher and was going to require a little imagination if Penny was going to peek inside.Penny looked around and saw a patio chair nearby so she hauled it over under the bedroom window and carefully stepped up onto the chair while bracing herself against the back of the house. She slowly lifted her head up in front of the window and saw them on the bed. Didn't look like she had anything to worry about getting caught. Mark had is head buried between Cherry's open legs already eating that pussy.Cherry was arching her head back into the pillow as Mark dug his tongue between those pink pussy lips. Penny had a clear shot of everything that was going on. She could even see that Cherry's pussy was shaven smooth as silk. Mark stopped for a moment and started to get off the bed. Penny almost panicked when Mark walked over toward the window. She had to quickly duck out of the way. The window was being slid open above her head. Penny kept her head low hoping they hadn't heard anything outside but heard Mark's voice. "That's better. It was getting hot in here.""That's it baby. Lick my pussy some more... Ugh... Yes... That's it..."Penny slowly raised her head back up looking inside. Mark was back between Cherry's legs devouring that white pussy. Penny watched and listened to the couple. Loud slurping wet sounds filled the room. Cherry's legs were being held way back almost against her chest as Mark continued licking. Penny watched and kept watching the way Cherry began responding to her black lover. Cherry's body was quivering. Feet up in the air and began to shake furiously as Mark brought the petite woman to her first orgasm."Oh Fuck...That was good..." Is what Cherry said as she came down from her first orgasm. Mark wasn't done yet. He continued licking digging his fat nose into her mound poking his tongue as far into Cherry's tight pussy as he could. Penny hadn't realized it yet but she was beginning to get turned on watching the couple. Cherry went into another one of her convulsions until she cried out much louder this time. "Ugh...God...Yes... Shit... Mother Fucker... Ugh!"Penny listened as Cherry tried to catch her breath. Mark in the mean time was moving up into position between Cherry's wide open legs. Penny watched as the beg man held his stiff thick cock in his left hand and slowly guided it between Cherry's pink pussy lips. She watched as Mark slid the head up and down as he pushed forward until the large head finally popped inside."Ugh...Fuck...Take it easy will yeah..." Was all Cherry said as she wrapped her legs around Mark's ass once he sunk that big shaft all the way home. Cherry circled her arms around Mark's neck as he slowly back out but sunk back in to the balls on the next forward thrust."Oh God Baby... You're so fucking big..."Mark just grunted and sort of laughed as he started a steady pace moving in and out of Cherry's tight pussy. Penny could see so good that she could see the way Cherry pussy lips griped hold of Mark's big black cock as it slowly moved in and out of her pussy.Penny took it all in realizing Mark was screwing Cherry bareback. "Hope that bitch has enough sense to use birth control." Penny thought. Mark's cock had a thin coat of Cherry's pussy juice on it as he moved in and out. Cherry dug her nails into mark's back. Penny noticed other nail marks on his back close to where she had them dug in right now. "Must have been from previous nights." Penny thought.Cherry purred like a little kitten under mark's massive looking body. Cherry's diamond engagement ring was clearly visible as she dug her fingers into her black lovers skin. This went on for a few more minutes until Cherry purred into Mark's ear, "Fuck me doggy, baby."Mark kept screwing Cherry for another minute or so and reluctantly withdrew his cock from the tight confines of Cherry's grip. She flipped herself over and backed up sticking her little round ass up as high as she could giggling as mark parted her tight pussy lips apart again and drove that black monster home. Penny watched and saw the expression on Cherry's face. It was obvious that Cherry liked this position. Penny's pussy was heating up watching the couple fuck. She stood on that chair taking it all in when she noticed a cell phone on the night stand next to the bed. Penny grinned. If that was Cherry's phone then perhaps she could have a little fun with her.She pulled her own cell phone from her pocket and pressed the memory button which held Cherry's cell phone number. That phone on the night stand started playing a song. "Shit." was all Penny could get out as she stepped off the patio char almost falling onto the wet grass. She walked a few feet away waiting to see if Cherry would answer."Hello..."Penny almost choked up as she replied. "Hi Cherry. This is Penny. You doing anything important?"Penny almost couldn't contain herself as she waited for a reply."Uh...Oh...Hi...Ugh... I... Ugh... Shit!"Penny almost cracked up knowing Mark most still have his big black cock stuffed deep inside Cherry."Are you there Cherry?""Ugh...Yeah... I'm here. What's up?"Penny laughed before replying. "I thought I saw you walking over to Mark's house a while ago. Everything OK?""What? Where? Yes... That was me..."Penny snickered to herself. "How's Mark doing? You guys watching television or something?""Ugh...God...Fuck... Ugh... Sorry Dear... I didn't hear what you said at first." Penny could hear the rustling going on the bed and knew they were still fucking. "Uh...Would you mind if I came over. Dan fell asleep on me.""Uh...Yeah...Wait..."Penny almost laughed then replied, "I didn't hear you Cherry. Is it alright if I come over and join you guys?"There was a moment of hesitation on the other end then Cherry finally replied, "Oh... Yeah... Fine... Give me a few minutes OK?"Penny snickered. "Yeah. Sure. You guys making popcorn or something?"Penny got her reply a few seconds later. "Come over in ten minutes." The phone went dead. Penny couldn't help acting like a little devil knowing she interrupted the couple. She walked back to the patio chair and got back on and peered through the open window. She just got the tail end of Cherry saying, "Hurry up and cum before she gets here."Mark picked up the pace banging his meaty thighs into Cherry's white ass. "Oh God... That's it... Give it to me..."Penny kept watching until Mark started slapping much harder into Cherry's ass until he let out a loud groan pushing himself forward and as deep as possible spelling his hot load of cum deep inside Cherry's waiting womb. He held himself deep for a few seconds until Cherry wiggled herself free and stood up on the other end of the bed.Loud wet fluttering sounds could be heard as Mark's cum and a mixture of air escaped Cherry's tight pussy. Penny saw a thick gob of sperm leak out onto the floor below."Oh God...I got to clean up," is all Cherry said as she wobbled toward the bathroom door. Penny snickered again as she got down off the patio chair.Penny walked around near the front door and waited a couple minutes then rang the door bell. A minutes later Mark answered the door wearing only his pants. He was just slipping his shirt over his shoulders as he smiled at Penny inviting her in."How's it going neighbor?" Mark asked."I'm fine. Thought I'd come over and join you guys. Dan fell asleep watching TV again. What's up? Where's Cherry?""Um...Cherry's in the bathroom. You want a beer?"Penny smiled. "Sounds good."Penny followed Mark out into the kitchen. Mark grabbed a can of beer out of the frig giving the cold one to his neighbor. Penny smiled as Mark grabbed one for himself."So. Your husband fell asleep on you tonight?""Yeah. Dan's been working a lot of hours lately. They cut back a few people and now they want to work everyone else to death over there."Mark was checking out his neighbor. He was always attracted to Penny. He loved big busted redheads and Penny was no exception to being a redhead and big busted. Mark thought. A hot looking ass too. Nice and round and padded just the way he liked them.Perhaps his long term plans might come true after all. He wanted Penny as much as he wanted Cherry. He watched as Penny walked over to a cabinet, "Where you keep your glasses Mark?"Mark opened a cabinet door for her allowing her to choose the one she wanted. Penny was wearing her tight sweater with a shear bra. He could see her nipples poking through the material. He wondered how those big melons would feel in his hands. Mark decided to make a joke, "So. You said your husband wasn't able to perform tonight?"That remark made Penny laugh. "I didn't say that. Dan's just tired tonight. I'm sure he could perform just fine if he was awake."Mark laughed starring at the attractive redhead. "You sure about that?"Before Penny had time to reply, Cherry walked into the kitchen. "Where's mine?" Referring to the two beers Mark and Penny were drinking."Help yourself baby. You know your way around."Cherry opened the frig and got herself a beer looking back at Penny at the same time. "What's going on girl?"Penny replied. "Thought I'd see what you two were up to tonight."Cherry replied, "Nothing unusual. Same ole... Same ole..."Penny looked down at Cherry's bare feet, "You walk over here barefoot tonight?"Cherry looked down, "I think I left my heels in the bedroom."Penny's eyes widened, "Oh. I didn't mean to interrupt anything."Cherry replied, "You didn't interrupt anything smart ass."Penny looked over at Mark smiling. "I think I'll go kick my shoes off in your bedroom Mark. Is that Ok with you?"Mark laughed, "Ok with me honey. You can get comfortable in there if you want. I'll be right in there."Penny replied, "Very funny Mark. So what you guys up to tonight anyhow?"Cherry being the smart ass she was replied, "We were fucking. Mark had to cum quick before you got over here."Mark busted out laughing knowing how blunt Cherry could be but wondered if Penny figured it out."Is that true Mark? Were you fucking Cherry tonight?"Mark was choked up for an answer but quickly changed the subject. "Why don't we go into the living room and relax."Cherry grinned at Penny as she passed her neighbor on her way into the living room. Mark brought a few extra cans of beer with him on the way into the living room. He was determined to have a threesome with these two wives before the end of the night. Never been with a redhead before. He tried to imagine Penny's lips wrapped around his thick cock as Cherry rode his face. Yes. He thought to himself. I need to get that little mink drunk tonight.ENDThank you for reading my story. If you would like to read my bio please visit. www.karenkayonline.com
concert.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/11/concert.txt
frndneed.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/frndneed.txt	My wife, Candice, and I have been married for 6 years now and I guess you could say our lives are average, maybe even a little boring. We are conservative, sexually, just the usual missionary or doggy style with a few minutes of foreplay. She is a stunning 26 year old with wavy brown hair and brown eyes. She has wonderful coconut sized breasts that sway a little when she walks with large red nipples that become quite hard at the slightest touch. She has an hourglass figure with a butt that just won't quit. He stays in great shape by doing aerobics about twice a week. I had secretly harbored fantasies about her throughout the years. I love to read about fantasies in magazines and on the internet about sharing your wife with another man, but never had I talked to her about them.For the past year we have been trying to have a baby but the doctor said my sperm count was too low. Candace, on the other hand, is as fertile as the Tennessee Valley. We tried all of his advice to no avail. I switched to boxers and we would go at it like banshees ever time she ovulated. Candace wanted a child and I just couldn't give her one. She got a little frustrated but never blamed me.One weekend last summer, a fraternity buddy of mine, Jason, called up and said his contracting work would bring him into town for a couple of weeks and asked if he could come by to visit. His business installed sprinkler systems in new buildings. There was a new public school building being constructed on the other side of the county. I was glad to hear from him and told him he could stay at our house and save some money. Candace said it would be nice to have some company. We rarely have visitors and she loves to cook.Jason arrived the very next day and Candace helped move him into our spare bedroom. He is very tall and his line of work makes him very muscular. He has dark hair and deep blue eyes and was always very handsome. Candace was taken in with his charm and wit as he was obviously attracted to her. She spent most of the evening chatting with him as she prepared her famous lasagna.After dinner, Candace suggested we get in the hot tub to relax. Jason said he didn't bring any trunks. I half-jokingly said that we usually went naked anyway. He started taking off his shirt as he walked towards his room. He came out with a robe on and Candace looked at me with a giggle and said, "What the hay." Candace and I went to our bedroom as we looked wide-eyed at each other. We undressed and went out to join our guest in our robes as well.Jason was still walking around the hot tub turning on the switches that ran the jets. Candace got in first and tried to keep herself covered as much as possible while slipping under the bubbles, but Jason got a great shot of her lovely legs and her brunette patch. She smiled at me and Jason trying to act embarrassed. I just threw off my robe and jumped in and Jason followed suit. When he dropped his robe, he took his time stepping into the water. Dangling between his legs was one of the largest cocks I believe I've ever seen and a pair of balls to match. His cock must have been 9 inches soft! I caught Candace gawking at the monster. She looked away and tried to act like nothing was going on.We sat around in the got tub and caught up, talking about things that had happened since college and the "good old fraternity days." We drank some wine that we had brought out with us and Candace offered to get us a refill. The alcohol must have been loosening her up a bit as she stepped right out of the water and into the kitchen buck-naked. Jason watched and followed her ever move. I couldn't blame him, Candace is quite a dish.Candace walked slowly back as she carried the wine bottle. She walked around the hot tub and filled up our glasses not bothering to cover up at all. It was like we were suddenly in a nudist colony. The wine was definitely loosening up her inhibitions. We finished off our wine and returned to the house in our robes to stretch out in the living room for a while to dry off. Jason sat in the overstuffed chair opposite the corner from the couch Candace and I sat while we chatted some more. Our conversation became more interesting as the alcohol sunk in. I asked him why he was still single after all these years. "Gary," he said, "I just haven't found the right girl." I ventured on and said, "Damn, your hung like a stallion, seems like the girls would be fighting to climb into bed with that!" He looked down and pulled the robe off his groin and said, "Oh, that...that's part of the problem." Candace stared in amazement with her mouth open as Jason patted his monster cock in front of us. "This thing's so big that is actually scares the girls off." Jason's cock began to rise a little and the head snaked down his leg halfway to his knee."Ahemm!" Sputtered Candace as she looked on in amazement. "How big does it get?" she asked. "Wait a minute and you can see for yourself." Jason slowly patted and stroked his penis like it was a puppy sitting on his lap. His cock began to rise into the air and throb as he now lightly stroked it with his fist. "Some girls are excited about sleeping with me, but chicken out as soon as I put it in. I don't believe I've ever been balls deep in a woman. I hope someday to see what that's like."I looked at Candace who was still staring at Jason's monster and jokingly said, "It looks like Candace here might want to give it a try." Jason said, "Candace is gorgeous, but I wouldn't want to hurt your wife."Candace immediately replied, "Oh, you don't think I could handle it? I'll take that challenge!" The blood rushed to my head at what my wife just said! My own cock suddenly swelled with a mixture of jealousy and excitement. What had I done?!Candace walked over to Jason who was staring wide eyed at me for some kind of response. I said, "Hey, we are fraternity brothers, share and share alike." He grinned and spread his legs for Candace as she knelt in front of him. She grasped his rod with one hand and examined his package closely. Jason leaned back into the chair as Candace began to gently stroke his cock. "This really is impressive, it looks like something you might see under a horse!" she giggled.I instinctively reached down and started to stroke my own 6 1/2 inches. Jason's erection must have been at least a foot long and as thick as a soda bottle. The head was large and veins protruded from his pulsing shaft. His balls were the size of tennis balls!A large drop of pre-cum started to form on the tip of his bulbous cock head and Candace dipped her finger in it and tasted it as if she were sampling some caviar. She sat up straight on their knees and pulled her robe off of her shoulders and onto the floor exposing her beautiful breasts and her shapely body. Her nipples were hardening as she bent over to lick the head of Jason's cock. As she knelt over, I could tell that her pussy was becoming aroused and damp. She was truly a sight to behold as she started to take Jason's huge rod between her pouty lips.She stopped for a moment and looked up at me and said, "Are you sure you're ok with this?" I cleared my throat and said, "If your up to the challenge, I don't see why not! Besides (looking down at my erection) doesn't it look like I'm ok with this?" She then asked if I would go and get a condom from the bathroom cabinet. I got up to look for the condoms. We hadn't used any in a couple of years and I was worried I might not find any. To my relief, I found two of them in a little box and returned onto the scene with them in my hand.Jason was lying back with his eyes closed as Candace stroked and licked his cock. I nudged her and handed her one and she stopped to take it out. She started unrolling it onto his huge prick and it barely make it over the cock head. When she unrolled the rest of it, it only came about halfway down the shaft. She huffed and said, "That's no good, it might come off!" Jason sat up and said, "I usually have to buy the larger ones." Candace thought for a moment and said, "You know, this isn't my fertile time of the month yet, I think it might be ok." It "might" be ok, I thought to myself, she was going to let him ride bareback! My head was swimming at the gravity of the situation. She removed the condom and tossed it to the side while she continued to stroke his cock.Jason sat up and held her hands. He led her over to the middle of the living room floor and gently laid her down on her back. He ran his hands down her body and stopped to kiss her pert nipples. He knelt down further and began licking her pussy. She spread her legs wide for him as he tongue bathed her clit. She began pinching and squeezing her nipples as he brought her to a gentle climax.It was apparently time for Jason to mount my wife as he got up on his knees and placed his cock between her legs and onto her belly. It looked larger ever time I saw it. I couldn't believe that he was actually about to fuck my wife, and without any protection! I wondered if he planned to pull out when he came? I was too excited about the scene playing out in front of me to object or suggest any such thing.When he laid his dick on her belly, it went past her cute little patch of black pubic hair and all the way up to her navel. She reached down and gave it a little tug and stroked it up and down. Pre-cum was leaking out of the head and onto her beautiful skin. My hands were shaking as I stroked my own cock in anticipation. Jason was obviously eager to mount my wife as he gently pulled away from her.Candace grinned and sighed as he backed up and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her pussy lips. She was extremely wet and ready for the fucking she was about to receive. The huge cock head slowly slipped into her pussy and she started to breath frantically. Jason grabbed her hips with both hands and gently began impaling Candace with the rest of his twelve inches. She gasped and shuddered in orgasm and he wasn't even half way in. Jason said, "Here's where most women give up" as he pushed about three more inches in. Candace said, "Hold it right there and give me a second, I know I can do this" she said with a whimper.She waited a moment and then reached down and wrapped her arms around his ass, pulling him into her. He pushed with a grunt and low and behold his monster was all the way inside her. I wondered where it was all going! "It's pushed all the way against my cervix!" she exclaimed. "Just hold it there for another moment", she cried as she orgasmed again. His pubic hair was pressed into hers.It was a very beautiful sight as they lied there connected and breathing heavily. It was all I could do not to cum all over myself, I didn't want to finish before they did. Jason began to withdraw and piston in and out of her pussy. She spread her knees apart and pulled him in on each thrust with her legs. He placed his hands on the floor and got into some serious fucking. Candace was moaning and screaming. She would be crashing from one orgasm as another took her to a new high. She was oblivious to anything else in the room other than Jason and his huge dick, which was hammering into her. His powerful balls where slapping her ass as they fucked like animals.The moment of truth was at hand as he began to speed up. Was he going to pull out? In my mind I really didn't want him to. Something perverted in the back of my head wanted him to fill her with his seed. He grunted, grabbing her hard by her ass and locked himself into her pussy. He was cumming... and he's cumming inside her! Candace was lost in the throws of passion as she shouted "fill me up, oh Gawd I can feel you throbbing in me!" I myself came all over my stomach. I was lost in the erotic sight before me.A stream of his milky white semen began to seep out where their bodies met. He had definitely seeded my wife's once delicate pussy and she didn't mind one bit. They lied there locked together for about a minute and he slowly withdrew with grunts of protest from Candace. A small river of cum followed him out and ran down the crack of her ass. Candace was lying with her eyes closed as Jason laid next to her and kissed her on the mouth. Candace received his kiss with her tongue and they lied there and made out in front of me for several minutes.Jason was beginning to get hard again as Candace ran her hand down his muscular hairy chest. He began to rub her pussy and finger her. Candace started giggling and said, "Good heavens! Haven't you had enough?" I suggested that they spend the rest of the night together in our bedroom since it looked like Jason hadn't any action in quite some time. He must have cum a whole quart! It was all over Candace's thighs and was matted all into her pubic hair! Candace said, "That's so sweet of you Gary!"Jason said, "I wouldn't want to impose.""Nonsense," I replied, not really aware of what I was really saying.They got up and hugged each other. Candace walked over and hugged and kissed me. She bent down and kissed my aching cock and told me "I promise I'll make this up to you, thank you so much." They then traveled off to our bedroom while I cleaned up myself and went off to the guest room for a fitful night of masturbation. My mind was spinning with the thoughts of what would be going on in our bed tonight. I got up after a while to go to the restroom and as I walked past our bedroom I heard Candace and Jason grunting and gasping for air. The door was cracked and I could see them fucking in the dim light of the lamp that was by the bed. He was fucking her doggy style. Candace had her head buried in a pillow moaning and screaming for him to fuck her harder.He was eager to oblige as his balls slapped joyfully on her pubic mound as he reamed in and out of her pussy. He soon climaxed as he locked into her pelvis and unleashed another torrent of his sperm into her. When he began to pull out she said, "No, leave it in, please hold it in for a moment." I knew she wanted all of his cum inside her. I went on to the restroom.As I came back by she was already giving him a blowjob trying to get him hard again. She just couldn't get enough of his monster cock! They moved into a sixty-nine as she continued to suck him. She could only get about a third of his cock in her little mouth and frantically stroked the rest of it with her dainty little hands. Jason was underneath her sucking her pussy. I went off to bed and masturbated furiously at what I had seen.The next morning I was fixing us some breakfast as Candace came out with her robe on. She looked a little dreary as she grinned at me and kissed me on the cheek. She obviously hadn't gotten much sleep last night and her hair was matted with dried cum. She reeked of sex and his cum was running down the inside of her thighs. I said, "You must have had a wild ride last night." She grinned and said she was kind of sore from his huge cock. Jason came out and went straight to the bathroom to shower and get ready for work. We all got dressed and went our separate ways for the workday.When I arrived home, Candace and Jason's cars were in the driveway. I entered the house and couldn't find them in the living room or the kitchen. I suddenly heard moaning from outside on the patio. They were screwing on a lounge chair? Jason was in a sitting position while Candace sat in his lap facing away from him. He grabbed her by her hips and guided her up and down his pole. Candace's beautiful full breasts were bouncing up and down. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. "I'm cumming again!!" she cried. Jason noticed me and grinned a sheepish grin. He didn't miss a beat though, he then grabbed her hard as it was obvious he was cumming as well. I walked back into the house to sit and soak-in what I was experiencing. Jason had taken over my wife's body and I don't think I could stop them if I wanted to!They walked into the house a few moments later with clothes in hand. "She just couldn't keep her hands off me," he stammered. Both of them were still gasping for breath as they sat on the couch together. Candace reached over and stroked his half hard penis. She looked at me and said, "I hope you don't mind. he's just so sexually attractive, I couldn't get enough." "I just hope you two are having fun, there's nothing wrong with entertaining guests," I said laughing.The two of them continued to have sex throughout the first week whenever they were inclined. Candace helped me out with a couple of blowjobs, but never offered to fuck me. She would often say that she was a little sore from her most recent go with Jason, but it wouldn't be long before she was screwing his brains out again. They would usually sleep together in our bedroom while I again went off to the guest room to fantasize and jerk myself off.After the first week rolled by I mentioned to Candace that her fertile time of the month was approaching. The calendar said that she should be ovulating on Tuesday of the upcoming week. She said she would be more careful and would ask Jason to pull out when he came. I didn't detect any urgency in her voice as we discussed the situation. Things went on a usual through the weekend as they would couple up and fuck like animals whenever they got the chance.Jason had to go out of town on Monday and said he would be back Tuesday afternoon. He had to check on a crew that was finishing up a smaller job in the next state. I slept in the same bed as Candace for the first time since Jason had arrived. She seemed to be too tired to have sex. She apologized and said she would make it up to me tomorrow. She asked what I thought of having a threesome. My cock immediately jumped to attention! I said that sounded like fun if Jason would go for it. She said she would bring it up when he returned on Tuesday.Candace arrived home early on Tuesday and started cooking supper. Jason soon arrived and they embraced at the door like husband and wife. She kissed him on the mouth and then asked if he wouldn't mind including me in a threesome. He said that sounded like a fine idea. After a quick dinner we all went to the bedroom and got ready for some serious sex. I suggested that we get out the camcorder and make a mini porn! They laughed and said that would be cool. I stepped out of the room down to the basement to get the camera equipment.When I came back they were already getting warmed up. Her mouth was bobbing up and down on the head of his cock while on her hands and knees. After I set up the camera and had the tape rolling, I slipped off my boxers and snuck up behind her for a long awaited fuck. My cock was so hard it hurt and I already had a stream of pre-cum leading out of the head. I easily slid into her. She grunted and pushed back against me as she continued to suck Jason's cock. I really got into this fuck and I was hammering into her. She wanted to turn and lie on her back so she could see all that was going on. I turned her onto her back and immediately continued fucking her wet pussy. Jason approached her form the side of her head and she grabbed his cock, stroking and sucking on it in wild abandon.Jason and I seemed to be about to cum at the same time. Candace sensing this said, "Oh please, both of you come in my mouth, on my face, please! I've always wanted to do this." I begrudgingly pulled out of her wonderful, hot pussy and moved up to her face. "Oh I love both of your cocks, cum on my face." It had been forty-eight hours since Jason had any action so he blew a huge load of cum on her face. He spurted about a dozen huge ropes of jizm everywhere. She tried to lap up as much of his juices as she could but it went all over the place. It was all in her hair and neck. She took the end of my cock in her mouth when I came and she swallowed most of my load.Candace continued to stroke Jason's cock and it was soon hard and ready to go another round, as was mine. I myself had never recovered so quickly. As he turned her over, she said, "You better be careful not to cum in me unless you want to get me pregnant! I'm ovulating today and I'm sure your semen is quite potent," she giggled.Jason said, "I'll try my best but I'm not making any promises."What was I hearing! I felt that I should do or say something, but I was so lost in lust that I was paralyzed! I knelt in front of Candace as Jason mounted her doggy style. "Ooh, your so damn tight," he said, as he slowly entered her.When he started to lunge into her pussy she stopped sucking me so she could concentrate on the massive fucking she was getting. Her ass cheeks shuddered as he pounded his cock into her vagina. I sat on the side of the bed watching and pinching her nipples. She moaned and shouted every time she came, which must have been five or six times. Jason exclaimed, "I'm about to cum, do you really want me to pull out?" Candace looked up at me for a response. I just grinned at her. She said, "No, please don't pull out, fill me with your cum!" I couldn't believe what I heard, she didn't care that he could and probably "would" get her pregnant. I knew his gigantic balls were churning up enormous amounts of virile sperm for my wife. She wanted his cock and his cum inside her. Jason tensed up and planted himself firmly in her pussy as he spasmed and shot his load into her receptive belly. I came all over the side of the bed while hardly even touching myself. They stayed locked together for several moments. She knew that this was an ideal position for keeping a man's semen in her cervix. Candace looked at me as he released her and said, "Thank you." Her pussy lips were engorged and matted heavily with gobs of Jason's cum. She caught her breath and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I thought I could but I was out of control, he's such a good fuck." I just grinned as usual knowing that millions of his sperm were making their way into my wife's womb.For the rest of the second week they continued to go at it, fucking themselves silly. He never once pulled out, probably enjoying the fact that he was knocking up his friend's wife. Maybe my wife is thinking that she found a way for us to have a baby. Whatever the case, I had become a true voyeur, enjoying being cuckolded in my own house.After he left and returned home, things slowly came back to normal, until the day that Candace missed her period...END
mydaughterinlaw2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/mydaughterinlaw2.txt	My daughter in law left her husband over an ass fucking gangbang she was the center of and asked me if I would let her stay in my house until she got on her feet. Seeing as I was the catalyst for the gang rape of her asshole, (seven men found us with my hand and part of my arm up her cunt, giving her an incredibly deep fisting, but unfortunately I stretched her out and her cunt was unsuitable for fucking, so the men just flipped her over and spent several hours fucking her ass, one after the other) I was somewhat reluctant in granting her request. Then, in a voice so low I had to lean over to hear her, she told me she had enjoyed it, and that she came more and harder than she ever had in her life and confessed to me that she would be interested in pursuing a male dominant female submissive relationship with me. I, in turn, confessed that while fist fucking her I got a real charge from the sense of power and control I had over her and that not only didn't I care that I caused her pain, I got a raging hard on from the act of causing it. We had a drink and told each other our sides of what happened; she about the emotional turn on she got from submitting to the men and being the center of attention, while at the same time experiencing the totally new physical sensation of pleasure being created by pain, and how the combination of the two gave her the most intense, long and satisfying orgasms in her life. For my part I told her of the pleasure I derived from shoving my arm up her cunt, knowing I was causing her pain, but sensing she wanted all I could give. Then when those men showed up and began their assault, I felt like you were mine to give them, and that thought almost made me cum in my pants. I smiled broadly and told her my sense was right after all. She smiled shyly back, shuffled her feet and finally nodded her head. We decided we were interested in learning more about our budding dominant / submissive sides. We wound up spending the entire night and early morning visiting BDSM and related sites on the internet to get a feel for the lifestyle and the many and varied ways it was expressed. When we finally got too tired to focus and just before heading to bed, we decided we would each make a list of likes and dislikes from the information we gathered, then I would distill them and come up with a set of rules our mutual desires dictate. If she agreed to abide by them she would have not only a home but she would have free use of my wealth and property. In return I would get an adult female toy who would allow me to use her as roughly and depravedly as I desired. I guess it's time to describe my soon to be ex daughter in law to you. Phyllis Jones is a former Ms. North Dakota. She finished among the top ten contestants in a national beauty pageant once, she parlayed that 15 minutes of fame first into a clothes modeling gig, then, as she matured from a thin nineteen year old beauty queen into a curvaceous twenty something blonde knockout, she became a lingerie model. Phyllis is a 22 year old, 5''7", 130 pound, blonde haired, blue eyed beauty. She is the perfect woman, 36c, 24, 36, with a short torso and long lean dancer's legs. How my son ever wooed and won this woman is beyond me, but he certainly couldn't keep her, and now his old man was going to use his ex wife as his experimental sex toy. Speaking of which, I am a silver haired, 58 year old fox in sheep's clothing. My easy going and hail fellow well met personality hides a dagger in your heart robber barons' treachery. Both skills have led to my being a very rich man with more money than I will ever be able to spend, although I am going to give it a damn good try. And now, disproving that theory about old dogs and new tricks, I discovered I have a dominant side I didn't know I had, and the woman who nurtured it into being has offered to continue in her role, as subservient to my wishes and living only to satisfy my cravings. The gangbang was Friday night, we made our confessions and discoveries Sunday evening and into the early morning Monday hours. She gave me her list Monday evening and now on Tuesday night, just five days after the life altering gangbang we are about to decide just how alternate that life will be. I am going to present the general rules of life as my submissive to a lingerie model, allowing her to make one last major decision for herself. Agree to the rules and live in luxury as an obedient sex object, or say no, and go back to being just a highly paid model and calendar girl. I realized it could be an easy decision for her to make if I made the rules to stringent or weird, but I ultimately refused to temper my wants and desires, so even as I took into consideration Phyllis' own list of wants, desires, and absolutely nots, it was definitely a set of rules that reflected a lifetime of fantasy and fetishism for me, with a new found desire to inflict pain and humiliation thrown in. I wound up with ten general rules1] I will never marry you, you will be my obedient sex toy never my wife.2] I will take over control of your career including power of attorney you will keep your agency, but modeling jobs will be okayed by me you will receive a monthly statement of all income and a trust fund will be set up in your name but in my control I will also take control of your bank accounts, savings accounts, credit cards and all your assets you will no longer have a use for your own money.3] You will do what I tell you without question or hesitation.4] When I ask you to do something you will consider it a command not a request.5] I will be in charge of your wardrobe you will wear what I tell you to wear, no more no less.6] You will no longer initiate any sexual activity you will have sex when and only when I allow you to you will have sex with anyone I tell you to, male or female.7] I promise never to cause you bodily harm or disfigurement I will never draw blood and I will never cause bruises before any work assignment you may have8] I promise to honor and obey your safe word, (or sign if you are gagged) and will instantly cease any and all activities we are engaged in when you use either.9] Our activities will never include children, blood, scat, gay men, disfigurement, single tail whips, knives or any sharp objects, asphyxiation, mutilation or branding I may at some point decide to have you pierced for body jewelry and I agree to discuss the pros and cons with you as per the affect it may have on your career and we both agree to abide by the decision mutually arrived at.10] Infractions of these rules and any and all commands or requests will be grounds for punishment with the type of punishment and instrument of punishment to be decided by me or someone I have personally told you has my permission to punish your punishments will include but are not limited to: public and private humiliation, spankings, breast and nipple torture, being told to stand in a corner, the use of implements such as riding crops, canes, paddles, many stranded whips, nipple clamps, clothespins, hot candle wax and any other mutually agreed upon implement.I felt like a pimply faced teen age boy as I presented Phyllis with the list of rules and impatiently waited for her reply. She slowly read the list then read it again, even slower, and I could see her taking in the nuances and digesting what may be implied by both being written and omitted. I deliberately left out never doing golden showers or bestiality, not necessarily that we will indulge in that, but because I wanted to see her reaction when she realized they weren't forbidden.I couldn't stand the wait so I went and got a cup of coffee, when I returned Phyllis had finished her reading. She sprang into my arms when I reentered the room causing me to spill some of the drink in my hand, a perfect reason for her first spanking. She didn't notice what she had done in her hurry to embrace me and give me her answer. She whispered in my ear that she agreed to every rule and would start from this moment forward. She would do everything she was told in order to meet my every wish, command, desire or need. I kissed her on her cheek and told her she gave me the greatest honor by placing her trust in me. I promised to take good care of her and to protect her, and I swore an oath to her that I would do nothing to betray that honor and trust. Inwardly I was doing cartwheels with joy; a rich dirty old man was just given the greatest gift on gods green earth. A stunningly beautiful woman who prances around in her underwear for a living has just given him total control of her life, mind, and body, to use and abuse to his utter satisfaction and depravity. My next thought was a rueful prayer to the gods to please not let me die for at least a week, I wanted to get at least a small taste of my new life. I wasted no time in exercising my new power.I removed Phyllis' arms from around my neck and motioned for her to sit down. I smiled as she scurried to obey, then pulled another piece of paper from my pocket. I gave it to her while telling her this was a list of the my house rules. I told her she had all ready agreed to the general rules and now had no say in not obeying the more specific rules of living under my roof. She looked a little shocked for a split second but then quickly reached out her hand to accept them.1] You are allowed to wear what you want when I am not home. I, or someone I designate, will phone you one hour before each of my expected arrivals' home from work to give you time to change into the clothes I want you to wear in my presence. Monday through Friday you will wear one of the following: a catholic junior high school girls uniform consisting of a white cotton bra, a white cotton Peter Pan collared blouse, a pleated tartan skirt that shall be no longer than five inches above your knees, white cotton panties or cotton panties with pictures of children's stories or Mother Goose characters printed on them, white anklet socks and black patent leather shoes. Your hair will be worn in pigtails. A secretary's outfit consisting of a sheer white silk blouse, a black half bra that leaves the top of your breasts exposed, a dark pleated skirt no longer than at least four inches above your knees, any pastel shade of nylon or silk french-cut bikini panties, dark shaded thigh high stockings that shall always be long enough that their tops can not be seen beneath your skirt when you are in a standing position, and four inch stiletto high heels. Your hair will flow unencumbered to its full length. A business woman's outfit consisting of a see through blouse, a blazer of any color, a pleated skirt no longer than three inches above your knees, thong panties, a garter belt, stockings in any shade you wish and three inch stiletto high heels. You will have your hair in a bun held by a large stick pin. A college cheerleader outfit consisting of a sweater two sizes too small, a matching pleated skirt no longer than three inches below the leg band of your panties, sheer mesh panties, white anklet socks and tennis shoes. Your hair will be in a pony tail. A girl scout uniform consisting of a cap, a button up front shirt, white cotton bra, button up front skirt no longer than four inches above your knees, the bottom two buttons will be undone at all times, cotton panties with pictures of teddy bears, unicorns, or fairy tale characters printed on them, white socks and Mary-Jane shoes. your hair will be in braids. Once you are informed of my arrival time the decision of what to wear is yours. I will be enrolling you in a special private acting class. You will learn to how to act as the type of submissive each set of clothes suggests you are. You have until next Monday to get your new wardrobe together. There is a list of internet sites and a credit card next to the computer in your study that should get you started. On weekends you will wear camisoles or tank tops and what ever type of panty you wish and five inch high mules.2] You will no longer be allowed to wear slacks, jeans, shorts, pajamas, sports bras, granny panties(unless instructed to) cotton bras and cotton panties. (unless instructed to)3] You are no longer allowed to wear pantyhose or tights. Anklets, thigh highs and gartered stockings will be the norm, with the occasional cotton sox when you are dressed in a special outfit. For your lingerie just wear what you liked when you modeled it. I will expect you to have a wide and varied panty collection, at least thirty different pairs, it will excite me knowing every time I lift up your skirt I will see a different pair.4] Every time you sit down you will make sure the material of your skirt or dress is between your panties and the object you are sitting on, be it couch, chair, bar stool, taxi cab, or bus seat. When you are sure your ass and the backs of your thighs are covered you will bunch or adjust your skirt in such a way that the crotch of your panties will be exposed at all times while you remain seated. The same rule applies when you are lying on your stomach, except you will pull up your skirt so your panty covered ass cheeks are on view. This rule, I'm sure, will be hard for you to get used to, so I will be willing to offer you further instructions on the nuances of exposing your panties.5] Your new wardrobe will consist of skirts and dresses only, the majority of which should be full enough that I will be able to raise one side up above your ass while not disturbing the length of the hem of the opposite side. The fuller the skirts the better it will be for your modesty. I will want to look at your panties beneath your skirts or dresses any time I want to, at home or in public. So you see, if I am able lift your skirt in public and the people on the opposite side from me see nothing untoward, then your modesty remains intact. However you are to buy five or ten short tight skirts, tight enough that when I want to look at your panties the whole skirt will be bunched at your waist, exposing them to whoever is around to look. This is something you will have to get used to, because I will be showing off your panties quite often. I offer my services in teaching you how to cope with the exhibitionism I will subject you to. You will only wear bras when instructed to.6] You are to address me at all times as Protector your name from now on is Pet or My Pet.I followed her eyes as she read this new set of rules, I was especially anxious to see her reaction to these instructions. I smiled inwardly when I saw her spread her legs further apart while using her free hand to slowly raise her skirt up her thighs until it was waded in her lap and I could clearly see the crotch of her panties. In fact I even saw a part of a cunt lip as it spilled through a leg band. She shifted her ass around on the couch and used the opportunity of her movement to widen her legs even further and now I could easily see the entire front of her panties including the little pink bow sewn into the waist band. My little pet sure was showing an eagerness to please, at least in private, I'll have to wait to see if she pulls that same maneuver while seated on a stool in a crowded bar. For a moment I was tempted to forego her punishment for spilling my coffee, but the devil in me soon put the kibosh on that idea. My new found evil side couldn't wait to get its hands on that tight, panty covered ass and caress it and spank it and then finally take my turn to fuck it.She finished her reading, looked up at me and smiled. She addressed me as Protector and said whatever I wished is her command. I then pointed to the coffee stain on the floor and asked her how she thought it got there while showing her the cup in my hand. She noticed the stain on the carpet for the first time, then tried to recall her actions. I could see the light come on as she realized how it got there and looked at me. We both knew it was time for her first punishment session, the Rubicon was about to be crossed. I told her to stand up, took her place on the couch, then told her to stand parallel to my legs. I grabbed her elbow and none to gently guided her around until she wound up lying across my lap with her torso resting on the couch, her crotch pressed against mine, and her legs stretched out along the rest of the couch. This position left her ass, that firm round bubble, in place for my right hand to turn her white alabaster skin into a crimson tide.I can remember as if it were yesterday, watching as my hands slowly pulled her skirt up the back of her thighs until her red nylon panty covered ass cheeks came into view. I caressed those panty clad globes for at least ten minutes, stopping only to unloose my hardening cock from my pants. Then I slowly eased those panties off and stroked her skin on skin for another five minutes. Then without warning I raised my arm, cupped my palm and brought my hand quickly and sharply down on a spot on the upslope of her right ass cheek. Pet's body jerked and she let out a shriek. I waited twenty or thirty seconds and then a pink tinged hand print appeared where she had been struck. I did another swat, this one on the upslope of her left ass cheek. I waited again to see the hand print appear. Then I started to spank her, raising my hand two or three feet from her ass, swinging in a rapid arc, aiming first at the slopes, five slaps on each cheek, then aiming at those glorious globes themselves. For them, I stopped cupping my fingers and used a flat hand, using more force over a greater area. The tops of her ass cheeks didn't bother with pink, they went straight to red and kept getting redder. I stopped after ten swats on each globe, leaving her ass glowing like Rudolph's nose. Pet had no control over her body, the first few smacks caused her body to jerk and twitch, almost dislodging her from my lap, a shrill scream and tears accompanied each stroke too. However, by the time I was done, she not only stopped jerking and screeching, she was arching her back so her ass could reach out for my hand and her shrieks had turned to a low, constant moan. I could also tell she was turned on, I could feel moisture seeping through my slacks onto my bare skin. This was confirmed a few minutes later when she stood on wobbly legs and I could see copious amounts of pussy juice streaming out of her cunt and down her thighs. I looked at my pants and a wet spot at least six inches around covered my upper thighs. My little sex toy enjoyed her first spanking, my raging hard on told me I enjoyed it too. I stood up, roughly shoved her down to the floor so she was on her hands and knees. I once again raised her skirt up and over her red shaded ass cheeks. I knelt behind her, took my cock in hand and guided it into her pussy, getting it wet. I stroked it in and out several times, getting it nice and lubricated so it wouldn't hurt too much when I slammed it into her asshole. I leaned back, spread her cheeks with my hand, took aim at the puckered brown tinged hole and shoved with all my might. Pet screamed and pushed away from me. I grabbed her waist just before the tip of my cock became completely dislodged, and using my hands, pulled her back while at the same time thrusting my crotch forward, once again slamming it all the way up her ass. She screamed and tried to pull away again, but I held her tight and ground my pelvis against her ass flesh, keeping my cock shoved as far in as it could go. Then I just fucked her, sometimes holding her hips still as I pistoned in and out, sometimes staying still myself while I guided her back and forth with my hands on her hips. I didn't care about her pleasure or pain, this was for me only, my pleasure was tantamount, she was just there to bring it to fruition. As I reamed her, her shrieks became moans and then purrs, then, just before I came, she was seeking my cock, actively pushing her ass at me. I slipped away from her and sat back to catch my breath. While I fucked her ass, Phyllis had gone from bracing her torso with her hands and arms to leaning down so her head rested on the floor and her ass was high in the air. While I rested she hadn't moved, so I had a perfect view of her violated ass hole as it shrunk to almost normal size. I then told her to make herself cum while I watched, then leaned back against the couch while seated on the floor. Without moving her head she put both hands onto her cunt, with one she spread her lips and with the other she began stroking her clit. It didn't take her very long, and my suspicions were confirmed, she was a squirter. When her breaths got shorter and sharper a stream of juice came spurting out from her fingers, drenching her legs, skirt and my carpet. While she was still cumming I walked around in front of her, grabbed her hair and yanked her head up off the floor. I yelled at her that she had just gotten my carpet wet again, and just using her hair pivoted her around on her knees so she could see the puddle her orgasm caused on my floor. I pushed her head down and rubbed her nose and lips into it. I pulled her up again and put my face next to hers, her lips were wet and there was a drop of moisture on the tip of her nose. I told her I was going to take a shower and she was going to clean up the two messes she made on my floor. When the spots were completely gone she was to come get me so I could see the job was properly done. If I was pleased she would have a shower and then I would give her ass a massage with aloe lotion and put her to bed in the master bedroom. If I was not pleased she would clean it until I was, then I would give her some blankets and a pillow so she could sleep on the kitchen floor. I was going to let her sleep with me no matter how it turned out, but she didn't know that, so I had a long leisurely bath before she retrieved me. I was flabbergasted with what I saw, or didn't see actually, for the carpet was spotless. I hugged her, gently caressed her tear stained cheeks and then led her to the shower. I washed her, toweled her dry, and led her to bed. I laid her down on her stomach and massaged her light pink tinged ass. Caressing those marvelous globes got me hard again so I took the opportunity to fuck her ass once more, this time using the lotion as lubricant and going much slower. I gently and as lovingly as I could eased my cock up her ass, because of the lotion and previous violation, her asshole took me in easily, only coos and low moans met me this time, no screams of pain were forthcoming. I reached around her waist and played with her clit as I moved in and out. My Pet drenched my fingers twice before I loosed my sperm in her bowels. We simultaneously collapsed and fell asleep in the spoon position. The next morning I told her that I loved fucking her ass, and I had decided that that was the only place that I was going to fuck her. I informed her that her pussy would be fucked and sucked randomly by other men and women, but her ass would be fucked regularly by me. She answered by lowering her eyes while she said whatever you wish Protector. I smiled, patted her on her head and replied very good answer, My Pet.By the following Monday Pet had her outfits gathered and when I came home I was greeted by a catholic school girl who took great delight in flashing her panties and rubbing her body against me. Needless to say I was soon incredibly aroused, and attacked her in the kitchen. I bent her over the sink, threw up her skirt and for the first time saw how drenched her cotton panties were. The gusset had soaked up all her juices and had turned a deep gray against the rest of her white panties. My Pet was also turned on by our play and her mode of dress. I unzipped my pants, rubbed my cock against her sopping panty front, getting the tip wet, then pulled them aside and slipped my dick into her eagerly waiting asshole. I had fucked her there two or three times a day for the past five days so it was ready and stretched for my onslaught.It was the same thing each day that first week, Pet greeting me at the door dressed in my fantasy clothes, her flashing me and then me fucking her ass. By the third week her acting classes had kicked in, so now I was being greeted not only by the clothes, but by the actual personalities they represented. Instead of just flashing, she was now creating whole scenes, allowing her imagination to roam where it will. By the second month each set of clothes had developed it's own persona, the school girl needed help with her homework, pestering her daddy until he finally had to spank her, the secretary couldn't type or spell, drawing the wrath of her boss, the business woman screwed up a big deal and needed to be punished, the high school cheerleader broke curfew and faced discipline for it, and the girl scout trying to do a good deed but never getting it right, earning the ire of the man she was trying to help. The punishments got more elaborate too. The young girls were spanked with hands, canes, riding crops and paddles. The secretary was tied up or handcuffed to posts, benches and crossbeams. The businesswoman was suspended by her wrists from a ceiling beam. They were spanked, stropped, and given breast and nipple torture. Pet went willingly from step to step, not only accepting her role playing, but actively seeking it, eventually making sure each spanking and beating was more intense than the one before. During this time I was also building a dungeon in one of the empty rooms in my house. I wound up with several racks, a bench, an x shaped crossbar, a t shaped bar, and some stocks. The floor was tilted slightly so her squirting pussy juices could collect in a puddle out of the way, and which made it easier for me to make her drink. By the end of the third month it was finished and Pet was so excited to use it that she went out of her way even more than usual to piss me off and get a beating. I pissed her off right back by ignoring her and prolonging her mental agony to feel physical agony. It drove her crazy, and gave me infinite pleasure. I waited two days before I escorted her into the room. Four hours later I carried her limp and beaten body out. She never used her safe word and there was quite a puddle at the edge of the floor. I laid her body on our bed, her red glowing skin a sharp contrast to the white sheets. I massaged her body with lotion and left her to recover. It took a day and a half before she could sit down and another day before she could return to her duties around the house. Pet also took her lessons on how to sit and show her panties to heart, I would find her in the dining room sitting down, adjusting her skirt, then rising to do it all over again. I hid behind the door while I watched, moving her skirts one way or another as she critiqued each movement and how much of her panties were exposed. My heart skipped a beat and my cock got hard as I realized how seriously she was taking my order to be an exhibitionist. My Pet was more concerned about fulfilling my demand than about any embarrassment she would undergo. By the end of the third week brushing her skirt beneath her as she sat and then bunching the front up to her lap was second nature to her and she did it as a matter of course through out the house when she needed to sit. I also started taking her out for Sunday afternoon treks each week, going to parks, museums, sculpture gardens, nature walks, malls and amusement parks. That first Sunday, I took her for a walk in a park that had a walkway along a ridge that more often than not was very windy. I picked out the lightest and shortest dress she had. It was a spaghetti strapped pastel blue sun dress that came to mid thigh. I don't know what kind of material it was made of, but it was so light it would billow if you blew on it. I drove to the park and got her to that walkway as quick as I could, I was really looking forward to wandering around a windy park with a model on my arm wearing a wisp of a dress that always seemed to blow up to her waist showing off her sheer white panties. Pet did quite well for herself, after a half hour of strolling around with a beet red face she relaxed and just let the wind blow where it will, so to speak. At one point I walked in front of her for a ways then turned to look at her as she approached me. At that moment a sustained gust keep her dress blowing above her waist long enough for me to see the dark spot her leaking pussy caused to the front of her panties. As she got nearer I was able to see wisps of her blonde cunt hair through the transparent mesh. The two men standing behind me also saw, one giving a low wolf whistle in appreciation. Pet made no move to bat her skirt down, she just calmly and nonchalantly kept walking. And only her cheeks blushed instead of her entire neck and head. It was all down hill from there as she grew more and more relaxed about her exposures on every trek thereafter, culminating, of course, in the obligatory flash to a shoe salesman at a store in the mall. He happened to be a rather bold fellow and took Pet's exhibitionism as an invitation. After slipping a pair of shoes on her wide spread feet he reached his hand up her skirt and stroked her panty crotch. Pet sat bolt upright in her chair and immediately sought me out for instruction. I smiled at her and nodded my head, giving her permission to let the guy feel her up. She kept a not so sure about this kind of look on her face, but she did relax a bit and as she did so her body movement pressed her cunt against his fingers. That, he really took as an invitation, so he reached in his other hand, moved the band of cloth covering her pussy out of the way, and proceeded to finger fuck My Pet right in the middle of the store. Well, Pet was all ready turned on, so it didn't take much manipulation for him to hit pay dirt. Pet must have been really stimulated by the situation she was in because when she came she gushed a solid stream of clear liquid through the air that had no where to go but all over the front of the salesman's jacket and pants. By the time she stopped squirting, the guy, the floor in front of him, and the chair all looked liked someone had pissed on them. I thought I had seen all the shades, tints and hues of color My Pet's body could turn, but it was a purple sheen I had never seen before that now covered every inch of skin I could see. Without waiting for me she sprang from the chair and dashed out the door. Oh my poor little Pet, she left a wet trail behind her as she fled, offering a tell tale trace of how much she enjoyed that little finger fuck for all to see. I paused to look back at the salesman as I exited his store, he was a wet mess as was the chair and floor around him, in fact, Pet's pussy juice was still running off the chair and onto the floor. It served him right, maybe he'll learn that some dikes it's not better to stick a finger in.As I drove a silent and very petulant Pet home that day I knew I had to deal with a pouting truth teller. If you squirt when you cum you can't hide how much you enjoyed it, and by the stream Pet let fly her enjoyment level was off the scale. She knew it, and she knew I knew it; she was completely and utterly humiliated in a public place by having an extreme orgasm caused by her complete and utter humiliation in a public place. I was at a loss too, do I comfort her from her shame, or do I comfort her with how much she obviously enjoyed it. With an evil shrug I picked a third course, punish the shit out of her for pouting, then comfort her, because the punishment she was going to get would make her forget all about her humiliation. The comfort part of the equation that night brought us even closer together. As I ministered to the welts and marks two hours in the dungeon had given her, we had a very profound and deep philosophical discussion about humiliation causing sexual stimulation causing humiliation and turned that into a dialogue about the meaning of circles. That led to talking about the concept of infinity and that brought us to the inevitable conclusion of a common belief in the benign indifference of the universe, and ultimately, we agreed to the devils creed, do what thou wilt. I could see on her face the mental digestion of our conversation, as she sifted it through her mind and discovered the reasons for her submissiveness. It was as if I was inside her mind, I could see the total acceptance of her desires both consciously and subconsciously. She was now free of any doubts she may have harbored about her need to be dominated and abused. I could see an actual glow come over her, the struggle between her pride and her dark desires was over and she was filled with an inner peace. She snuggled into my arms, nestling her head on my chest, and purred like a cat, she smiled up at me and whispered, yes I believe, do what thou wilt. The devil in me was more than ready to do it too, starting with Pet becoming a show off piece of ass for men in bars to fuck and use. My Pet's sexual degradation was at hand.One Saturday evening a few weeks later I informed her we were going out and I wanted her to bathe, put on her favorite perfume and meet me in the bedroom. While she was cleaning up I picked out her clothes for that nights excursion. I found a sheer black blouse that had pockets in the general vicinity of her nipples, making it hard but not impossible to see them. I picked a white flared miniskirt, it was tight around her waist and hips, but right about where the bottoms of her ass cheeks would be it flared out, leaving her legs freedom to move. I added a bright red, silk pair of high cut bikini panties, black thigh highs and three inch stiletto heels held on by a two inch wide ankle strap. I watched raptly as My Pet dressed in my selections for her. The black blouse, white skirt and black stockings may have clashed but she would be easy to spot wherever she went. The skirt draped around her thighs, just barely covering the dark band of the stocking tops. When she walked they showed, and if she spun or pivoted, her skirt swished up exposing her bare thighs. The bright red of her panties under the white skirt also stood out, making them easy to see by anyone who wished to look. I decided to take the caddy because it had a huge back seat, My Pet was going to get her pussy fucked and I planned on watching every second of it. I drove to a hotel bar about an hour away, I thought I better start her off with a better class of men before taking her to a biker bar. I spent the time stroking her thighs, making sure I would come close but never actually touch her pussy. I grinned evilly to myself as she thrashed about under my hand, I was getting her very horny and ready for her show. We entered the well lit room and I steered My Pet over to the bar where she would have to sit on a high stool. A chiropractor would have become rich from the snapped necks she garnered as we walked through the place. I pulled the stool out for her to sit and then eagerly watched if she would follow her orders for the first time in public. I needn't have worried. In one practiced motion she slid her hands under her thighs as she sat, ensuring she was sitting on her skirt, then moved them over her crotch to bunch up her skirt so I could clearly see the bright red gusset of her panties. I even noticed a darkened spot where some cunt juice had leaked out. I smiled as she turned on the seat so her knees were pointing in to the bar so no one could see up her skirt. If she would have looked down she would have seen that she may have saved a look at her panties but she was exposing a good three inches of bare thigh above the tops of her stockings. Every single man in the place was grabbing peeks at her, even the coupled men were looking until caught by their companions. I bought her a Long Island Tea and waited about fifteen minutes before I made her turn and sit facing the men at the tables. I leaned over to whisper in her ear while at the same time running my hand up her thigh from knee to cunt, making sure her skirt was well out of the way and for the first time touching her cunt, but only for an instant and only very lightly. It was still enough to cause her a small spasm. As I ran my hand back down her thighs to her knees I told her to look around the bar, and if you see a man looking at you, you are to smile at him. She took a stiff drink and did as I said. I was sitting facing the bar which luckily had a mirror so I could see the reaction of the men as Pet sat facing them. I noticed one well dressed gentleman about my age staring very intently. Most of the men looked away when My Pet spotted them looking at her, but not him, he evened smiled back at her and raised his glass in salute. I saw him motion over a waitress and a few moments later she approached us saying the gentleman would like to buy us a drink. I said thank you, ordered another Tea for Pet and took the opportunity to go over and thank him personally.As I neared I got a better look at him, well dressed, well groomed, and from the look of the Rolex on his wrist, well to do. He was perfect for my scheme, now to see if he would take up my proposition. When I reached him I stuck out my hand and thanked him for his generosity. He thanked me for mine, saying he had never seen such a beautiful woman dressed so provocatively. I didn't waste any time, I leaned closer and asked if he would like to fuck her. He almost fell off his chair and looked at me very skeptically. "On the up and up," I said, "you can fuck her but I have to be there to watch, that's the only stipulation."He looked at me once again, doubt in his eyes. "Come on," I said, "I'll introduce you."I grabbed his arm and nearly had to drag him to a standing position, but once he was up he came willingly to meet my date. I guided him over to My Pet and spoke aloud to her, Pet, this is the man who's going to fuck your pussy, would you please escort him out to the car and show him the back seat while I settle up our tab. Both their mouths dropped open, but once Pet saw the look in my eye she instantly stood up, took the man by his hand and with her head held high she led him out of the bar. I looked in the mirror and saw them followed by all the eyes in the joint, My Pet was a success, she did good for her first time in public. I paid the bill and slowly walked out the door, all the while watching them whisper to themselves and point their fingers at me. By the time I reached the car and peeked in the back window. Pet was all ready lying on the seat with the mans head stuck up her skirt between her spread legs. He was feverishly kissing and mouthing her panty covered crotch, but because of the bad lighting I couldn't see much more. I opened the passengers door and the interior light came on, illuminating Pets shiny red panties stuck to her cunt by the mans saliva and her own juices. He looked up, startled by the sudden intrusion, but I just waved at him and told him to continue. I reminded him I wanted to watch and the light just made it easier to see what was going on. He finally tilted his head and looked at me quizzically. He decided I was nuts, shrugged his shoulders and went back to eating out My Pet. When he had Pet thrashing around on the seat he lowered his pants and began to unbutton her blouse. He started taking it off when I stopped him. Leave her dressed, I said, I want you to fuck her while she's wearing her clothes. Again, he didn't say a word, just shrugged his shoulders and put his mouth on her left tit and started sucking her nipple. This caused Pet to have her first orgasm and I was presented with a gush of pussy juice which soaked her panties and dribbled down her thighs. The man then raised up on his elbows and pushed his cock into her panty covered cunt which gave way easily and they both slipped into her pussy. He fucked My Pet like the panties weren't even there, and I guessed they weren't, because one time when he withdrew far enough I couldn't see her panties at all, just a thin strip wrapped around a leg. A few minutes later he grunted, groaned, and went stiff as he shot his load in Pet's sweet pussy. He collapsed on top of her and rested a few minutes longer, then jumped up, looked at me and thanked me for letting him fuck the most beautiful woman he had ever met. I said no problem, I think she enjoyed it, and motioned my head toward her collapsed and sprawled out body. He smiled, pulled up his pants, shook my hand and left. I jumped into the back seat with her and stroked her forehead and cheeks. She smiled at me and turned her head to kiss my hand. That was wonderful she purred and passed out on me. I laughed, got into the drivers seat and drove us home. My Pet had done well her first time as a fuck toy.The next time went even easier, Pet didn't turn to the bar this time, she faced the crowd as she went through her sitting routine and when she was finished she leaned back against the bar rail and made no pretense of the fact her underpants were on display. I didn't have to ask anyone to fuck her this time either. Even though she was sitting next to me, no fewer than six guys chatted her up, or rather down as few of them took their eyes off the juncture of her thighs where her panties were exposed. Pet made polite conversation with them all, and when one of them got the nerve to mention the way she was sitting she blithely explained to him about being my submissive and that I demand she sit this way, and that she was going to fuck one of the men in the bar this evening so I can watch her do it. He stammered a response about please put his name in the hat and staggered away. Pet looked at me for approval of what she had done and I couldn't help but hug and kiss her. Then with that evil spirit in me chuckling with dark glee, I whispered to her to go select three of the men that talked to her and tell them if they follow you out to your car you will fuck them one at a time. God bless My Pet, she didn't flinch, blanch, or hesitate. She hopped down from the stool and one by one found the men for her mini gangbang. Needless to say none of the men turned her down and I watched as she proudly strutted out the door with her three salivating hounds following close behind. I finished my drink, paid our tab and strolled out to the car. As I neared the car I heard Pet say no, you must leave my clothes on. If you want to fuck me just push my skirt out of the way, move my panties and put that cock of yours up my hot wet cunt. Holy cow, I had never heard anything like that before, I was stunned, turned on and deeper in love all at the same time. Sure enough, by the time I opened the door to shed some light on the fuck fest Pet was in her familiar position sprawled across the backseat with another strangers cock sawing away at her pussy. She had her legs locked around his hips and was giving as much as she was getting. It was a good thing the caddies seats are leather because from the moment the first dick slithered up her hole she was spewing her crystal liquid. It didn't geyser like in the shoe store, it was just a constant and continuous stream. Pet fucked each man in turn, two depositing their loads up her snatch and one saying he always wanted to cum on the face of a beautiful blonde, ejaculated with his cock inches from Pet's lips. Staying true to the new woman she was becoming, Pet opened her mouth and looked the guy in the eyes as he spurted wad after wad into her open mouth. He sprayed so much she gagged and dribbled the excess cum over her lower lip. She was left with one long thin string of sperm hanging from her chin, and when she moved her head it wound up draped across her throat. It was an exquisite sight and made me instantly think of having her face awash in cum. Two weeks later Saturday night found Pet in the backseat with five men who agreed that they could fuck her only if they finished by cumming on her face. Pet was well fucked and her face was covered in a thick slime when they were finished with her. But I wasn't. I pulled Pet up from her splayed position and took her back into the bar where I paraded her all around, making sure anyone who wanted to look could see a stunningly beautiful blonde with her face covered in cum. It was still dripping and running from her forehead, cheeks, lips and chin. The lights of the bar made it shine and hard to miss. After our tour of the bar I followed her out the door and just happened to look down. I smiled widely, My Pet was leaving a liquid trail again. I first noticed it at the doorway so I stopped and turned to look behind me. Sure enough, there was a wet track on the floor that traced our route. Pet had handled herself in a very classy manner, she was able to suppress her utter embarrassment while reveling in the sexual ecstasy it triggered. It was a satiated Pet I drove home this night. She was too exhausted for our ass fuck, so after I bathed her, washing all traces of the men from her body, I put her to bed. Then I straddled her head with my knees, rested my ass on her chest and proceeded to jack off over her face, making sure that it was my cum and my cum only, she woke up with caked on her face, and to remind her who she belongs to.At one point Pet had her first lesbian experience. She hardly squirted at all when the woman made her cum by eating her. In our after the experience conversation I mentioned how little she squirted and Pet admitted she wasn't as turned on by the woman as she was by the men I let fuck her. After some discussion we decided that the woman was too gentle, My Pet needed to feel used and abused to be sexually gratified. As for me, I was intrigued to see up close how a woman sucked another woman's cunt. I learned a lot about how to make love orally to a woman that night, indeed the next time I dined at My Pet's y she came harder and longer than ever, almost drowning me in her spewing stream of cunt juice.As time went by we fell into a very comfortable lifestyle, learning to live with each others quirks and foibles while at the same time exploring Pet's limits, which, we discovered, she didn't have many. Because of her career we had to be careful how far we went in leaving marks and bruises, but Pet's ability to enjoy/endure pain seemed boundless, we even got to the point that the beatings made her squirt, with the more pain administered the further, longer and harder the spurt. But what really got me hard and kept me hard was Pet's truly boundless desire to be used as a fuck toy. It got to the point that once in a while I took Pet to a bar and told her I had no orders for her, she was free to act on her own. I liked getting the time off from being her brain, and I really enjoyed seeing what she would stir up for herself. She never failed to take my breath away with her exuberance as she became the exhibitionist caldron of lust her darkest desires needed her to be. What fond memories they are: the time she sat on a bar stool facing the customers sitting and standing across from her and played with her self until she came in a gush that spewed a good two feet out of her cunt and onto the floor, after a round of applause she fucked and sucked seven men and two women;the time she sat on the edge of a raised dance floor and told me to fist her like I did the first time we met, while she sucked off any man who wanted to cum in her mouth or on her face. I was so busy concentrating on reaming her cunt with my fist and arm that I didn't count the men who used her mouth to shoot a load of cum in, but Pet estimated between fifteen and twenty men, plus one woman who raised her skirt and sat on her mouth. I'm pretty sure my own self that Pet took even more of my arm up her snatch than the first time I fisted her, she wouldn't allow me to fuck her, she held my wrist still and fucked my hand and arm on her own, and I swear to god, while in the throes of succumbing to her carnal lust, she gave one ultra violent shove and my arm disappeared all the way up to two inches from my elbow, that one caused her to spit out the cock in her mouth as she let out a banshee sized scream that even drowned out the sound system. My arm, bicep, and shoulder were hit with a tidal wave of crystal clear pussy liquid that left my shirt and suit coat looking like I took a shower in them. Pet collapsed back on to the dance floor where I let two or three guys get their nut on her face and chest before I took her home. It took a long time for her pussy walls to contract to semi normal size from this assault so the next time I took her out she hadn't been fucked in her cunt for quite awhile, which led to the time we had when she was let loose in a biker bar. Pet hadn't had a cock up her cunt in almost a month so she was damped and ready to roar while I dressed her in one of those short denim skirts that look like they were hand cut but actually sell that way, it covered about three inches of her thighs as it flared out around them, and with any movement whatsoever revealed she wasn't wearing panties. I left her golden bush in open view, though it hardly covered her pussy lips, which left her constantly aroused clit exposed like a beacon on a hill. Pet took that bar by storm. With no panties to catch and absorb her dripping cunt, every time she stood in one spot for a moment she left a puddle, when one biker in a drunken fog finally asked Pet if she knew she was peeing on the barroom floor, she replied it's not piss, it's juice from my cunt 'cause I am so fucking horny, within five minutes she was nude and spread-eagled on top of a pool table.I asked around for some straps or rope and came up with enough to tie her hands and ankles to the corners of the table, three different men fucked her in the time it took me to bind her to the table, leaving only her pelvis able to move, and move it did, it took sixteen men, fucking her between the various beatings, slaps, and swats given to her thighs, pussy and clit, while untold others fucked her mouth, interspersed with bitch slaps to her cheeks, while still more uncounted others fucked her tits between slaps, punches and pinches administered to her breasts and nipples, and over two hours of constant orgasms before she finally was drained, the river of pussy juice that swamped us all had become just a trickle.Pet's waist and crotch had stopped it's perpetual grinding motion, I untied her from the corners of the table and repositioned her so she was bent over the table with her wide spread ankles tied to the legs and her arms tied together at the wrists and then tied to the opposite end of the table, stretching her out and putting her ass directly over the edge of the table, exposing the butt plug in her ass, (keeping it closed to all but me,) her ruby red cunt lips and clit, and those perfect ass cheeks, begging to be spanked, paddled, whipped, caned, and stropped, all of which was done to her over the next three hours.As her beating progressed her pussy juice started flowing again, telling us torturers' that our work was being appreciated, someone in the crowd suggested another way to bind and beat her, and like a whirlwind the image the suggestion invoked swept the hoard of men, in an instant she was moved from the table with her wrists still bound together until she stood underneath a crossbeam, a rope was slung around it and attached to her wrist binds while her ankles were tied together.Then several men pulled the rope until My Pet found herself dangling in mid air, suspended by her wrists and slowly turning like a pig on a spit, almost on cue, four men surrounded her, each holding the leather belt from their pants, then one after the other they began to whip My Pet from her neck to the soles of her feet, not missing an inch of her skin as her body tuned and twisted as it hung in the air.It took another hour when I noticed My Pet was literally limp as a wet dish rag, the only evidence of her consciousness the ever present stream of crystal liquid seeping from her cunt lips, I wasn't the only one who learned to read Pet by how the juices burst forth from her pussy, the men began to paddle her body methodically, striking a blow and then waiting to see the reaction of her squirt, one blow produced a two foot arch and instantly that area of her body was attacked unmercifully.The new onslaught producing an even stronger reaction as she squirted another foot further than the original, over the next hour or so we found six more spots that made her spurt, and then squirt harder when we concentrated our effort, then, for the first time, I heard Pet say the safe word.I immediately cut her down and freed her hands and ankles from their bindings, her body was a mess of sweat, cum, welts, abrasions, teeth marks, and clamp marks, all highlighted by the scarlet tint of her skin, it took awhile for Pet to recover from this experience, and we have never come close to repeating its' intensity, although, so far, this is our favorite exploit to reenact as part of our love making the time she played strip pool and after she lost her blouse and skirt, leaving her dressed in heels, thigh highs and panties, she came up to me and whispered in my ear that she wanted to be spanked and fucked right then and there, and that I should follow her lead.She turned to the men and told them that if she lost again she was not going to take off anymore clothes, then looking at me said, and there was nothing they could do about it, I picked up the cue and menacingly told her we didn't take kindly to people who reneged on their bets, she swore at me and told me to fuck off.I was shocked that she would talk to me like that and immediately grabbed her and as urgently as I could while she fought me I put her over my lap and began whaling on her ass as hard as I could, a shocked silence filled the room, the only sound the smack of my hand on Pets panty covered ass cheeks, after twenty or so swats I looked around the room and told the men I was getting tired and she still needed more punishment and with a gesture of my hand offered her ass to anyone who wanted to spank it.Twelve men spanked her, eighteen or nineteen fucked her, the night she told me she had a confession to make, when, at my behest, she went to the dirty bookstore to get some toys, she saw that it had an extensive security video system, this caused her to have a fantasy of going to the store to get fucked by anyone who was there, getting the security tapes of her gangbang and then bringing it home to me so we could snuggle and watch it together.My dick sprang to full throttle, and as I fucked her ass I told her I would talk to the owner of the store and gave her my permission to fulfill her fantasy, a week later, nestled together in bed we watched as Pet, wearing her secretary outfit, entered the store, openly flirted with the men there, walked around bending over and squatting down, exposing her panty covered cunt and ass.Then she walked by each man brushing against them and rubbing their arms or shoulders, then the men touching her in return, their touches getting more and more brazen as hands roamed over her tits and up her skirt, then the collective realization that the beautiful blonde was begging to be fucked, then her clothes being removed and then she was on a table cleared of video boxes with a swipe of the hand, then the first of what would be eight men fucking her, ahhh the memories. However eight months into our now comfortable way of life, happenstance threw us a curve in the form of Pet's niece, Karin.One morning Pet got a call from her agency, someone from a courthouse in the southern part of the state had called and wanted her to call them back. When Pet called she learned her older sister and her husband had been busted for making and dealing meth and their fourteen year old daughter, Karin, was being taken away from them and unless Pet claimed her, she would be put in foster care. Pet was shocked and speechless, she looked at me with questioning eyes. I asked her what she knew of her niece, she said not much, she hadn't seen her for five or six years. I took the phone, inquired of the person on the other end if we could see her without her knowledge and then make a decision, and when given a positive response made an appointment to see what Pet's niece was like, with the idea that if she met with our approval she would live in my house. I told Pet that I didn't mind her living with us, but only if her presence did nothing to alter our display of open sensuality, Pet tried to remind me she was only fourteen years old, I leered at her, the evil in me all ready scheming about how to get a teenager to obey my desires, Pet, I said seriously, if she is going to live with us, she is going to know everything about our relationship, I will also tell her that if she wants to live in our house she will have to become part of that relationship, and she will be given the choice to accept it or not, just as you were. "But she's only fourteen?" Pet said."I know," I replied, looking her in the eyes. "You don't think I want you to dress like a little girl just for kicks do you? I have a serious passion to ravish teenage girls, and I am not going to let this opportunity to fulfill it pass. If she decides to live here, you will be given the choice of agreeing to her becoming a part of our lifestyle, which means I will be fucking and punishing you both, or you can opt out of our arraignment."Pet didn't say a word, then mumbled she had laundry to finish and left the room. Later that night as we cuddled in bed, she said she would agree to Karin joining us, but she was afraid of feeling jealous. I was touched, I rocked her in my arms, and told her she will always be first in my heart and in my thoughts, and if it would make her feel better, I would make sure Karin understood, "Besides, now you won't have to dress like a teenager unless you want to because we'll have our own real live one."She smiled and looked at me, then asked, you mean I could have my own submissive, I laughed, "If you think you have some domme in you, then, yes, she will be your own little sub."Pet cooed in reply, I might like that, someone to take my anger at you out on. Hey now, I said, and playfully swatted her ass for her impudence, we wrestled around in bed for awhile, then just before falling asleep we made plans for the trip to see her niece. I fell asleep dreaming about owning a nubile teenage body, I later learned Pet fell asleep dreaming about having her own sub. We drove down state to where Karin was being housed. As we drove I asked about her sister and learned that they weren't very close, she was a beauty pageant winner turned model too, but she and her male model husband got in a fiery car crash that left them scarred and out of work. They got depressed, blamed each other for the accident and then turned to drugs. With models for parents I wondered what Karin would look like, I was not disappointed. Pet and I were ushered into a room with a one way mirror and a speaker. Karin entered the room we faced and sat down in a chair next to a desk. She was wearing a short drab gray button front dress. She was just as beautiful as Pet, except she was tiny, maybe five feet tall and ninety pounds. Her face would give Helen of Troy a run for her money, with long raven black hair that reached the small of her back. She was small breasted with boyish hips and thin legs, and, from what I could see, a very tight oval shaped ass. A woman entered and told her that her aunt and a friend of her aunt were there to see how she was doing and to see if there was anything they could do for her. She left, came into our room and got Pet and me. We were introduced to Karin and for the next ten minutes she and Pet recalled family memories while I watched her carefully. I looked in her eyes and saw intelligence there, that was a good sign, then I asked her some questions of my own, about school, favorite classes, friends, then I asked if she had any opinions about how life was treating her, what with her family break up and all, and her outlook for the future. She answered forthrightly, and even though still just fourteen she said some things that made me realize she was able to comprehend complex thoughts and maybe even have an inkling of logic.I told her I had some more questions for her but since it was such a beautiful day out would she mind walking while we talked. It was nice enough outside, but I really wanted to get away from the microphones and one way mirror for the rest of my interview. Karin said sure and we all got up to go outside. I told Pet to stay inside, in a commanding way and looked to see how Karin took my tone of voice and Pet's reaction. Her eyebrows raised as she watched Pet obey my order and turn away. I saw her mouth drop a little when she saw that the turn Pet made caused her skirt to flare out and reveal bare skin above the top of her stockings. I escorted Karin out the door and down the steps toward a pathway leading around the building. I told her that I was a very rich man, and that I had to be very careful about who I let into my life and I needed to ask her some questions that were going to be very personal and I expected her to be open and candid with her answers. "If I am satisfied that she is answering truthfully I will reveal some very personal information about her aunt and I. Then, if she thinks she can live with those revelations, she would be welcomed in our house and in our life with open arms and open wallet." I told her she would never want for comfort or monetary security the rest of her life. I gave her a few moments to think about what I said, then asked if she wanted to proceed. She nodded her head, I said no, that wouldn't do, I wanted verbal communication from her, and asked again if she was ready. This time she replied yes. I said okay, then told her that her aunt and I have a very sexual and open relationship, that I wasn't going to change that relationship because she was coming to live with us, and that I needed to explain to her the extent of the relationship her aunt and I shared so she would see the type of life she would be exposed to while at the same time asking her questions about her own sexuality so I would get an idea of how much she could be told. She stopped walking and looked at me, what, are you some kind of pervert, and then she giggled. I gently put my hand under her chin and lifted her face to mine so she could look in my eyes when I replied as sweetly as I could, "Yes, as a matter of fact, I am."She stepped back from my touch and said she was just kidding. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "But I'm not. Now, do you want to continue this conversation and find out how perverted I am? Or shall I walk you back to the matron and let you drift from one uncaring family to another." I turned my back to her and began to walk away. A few seconds later I felt a tug on my arm and turned around. Karin had her head down, staring at her shoes, but she spoke quite distinctly when she said she would answer my questions. I stuck out my hand and smiled at her and said lets shake on our deal, it broke the ice, she giggled. smiled at me, shook my hand vigorously, and we continued walking. Before I could say anything Karin jumped around me and breathlessly asked are you really a pervert. I laughed and said yes, again, and my perversions are wide and varied. Then I asked her what did she think a pervert was. She thought a bit and then said it was a dirty old man naked under a long coat who hung around the school playground trying to look up the girl's skirts as they played during recess. "You have personal knowledge of such a person?" I asked. "Oh sure," she said, "last year once a week this guy would walk by our park and stop by the slide and swing sets.""How did you girls treat him?" I asked. "We ignored him mostly, except once," and when she said this she looked at the ground. I was immediately intrigued. "And what about that one time, Karin, tell me what happened.""My friend Peggy and I were talking about him when we decided that the next time we saw him we would raise our skirts so he could see our panties.""And what happened then?" I prompted.She giggled and replied, "We saw him the very next day so we walked over towards him and lifted our skirts so he could see the front of our panties, then he opened his coat and we saw he was naked and I saw his thingy."I laughed, "His thingy?""Yeah, you know, that thing between a man legs.""Do you know what that thingy is called Karin?" I whispered. She blushed and said, "Now I do, I didn't when Peggy and I saw it.""Oh?" I raised my eyebrows, "and what happened between then and now?"Karin rubbed the toe of her shoe in the dirt before answering. "I couldn't get the image of that guy's thing out of my mind, I had to see one again, so I asked Timmy, a boy I had a crush on if he would show me his thingy. He laughed just like you and said if I would say let me see your cock, he would show it to me. I said it and after school that day he dropped his pants and underwear and let me look at his cock. When she said cock she blurted it out and looked straight at me.""What happened then?" I urged her on."Well, then he wanted me to touch it, I wouldn't at first, but when I wanted to see it again he would only do it if I touched it. So I did.""And what did you think when you touched it?" I asked."It was smooth and then it jumped like a frog in my hand and scared me, he asked me to stroke it up and down, and when I did it got real hard. I stroked him for a minute or two and then he groaned and jerked and suddenly this white stuff jumped out of the top and covered my hand.""Do you know what that white stuff was?" I interjected."Now I do, it's sperm, the stuff that makes babies," she replied proudly."Very good, and how did you learn that?""Well, after that first time I touched him, I really liked it and wanted to do it more, but the next time he said he wanted to see my pussy before I could see his cock. You're going to think this is funny, but I said yes, even though I didn't understand why he wanted to see my cat."We both burst out laughing, and then she continued, "But when I told him my cat was at home he told me what a pussy is. From that day on we would meet in his garage after school where we would strip and touch each others sex, I would stroke him, and he would rub my slit.""How did you like his touch?" I asked."It was okay," she said, "I discovered I have this little button down there and whenever he would touch it I would shiver and feel sparks through my body, but he never touched it enough. Then one day he asked me to put to put his cock in my mouth, I told him no, that was a dirty thing to do, then he showed me some pictures of women putting guy's cocks in their mouths and he said if they could do it I could too. I said no again, but then he threatened to stop letting me see and touch him."I didn't want to lose the feeling of being his girlfriend so I agreed to do it. So I bent over and put the tip on my lips and it didn't taste too bad, so I opened them up and put it in my mouth, I didn't know what else to do, so I just left it there. I was wondering what to do next when I felt this wet stuff fill my mouth. It tasted like a salty clam chowder so I swallowed it. After that I put him in my mouth every time we got together. I grew to like the taste of his sperm."I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but my cock sure did, it was straining to be free from my pants. "How long did your meetings with him last?" I breathlessly asked her."All school year," she replied, "but after the second month he started bringing other guys around, he wanted me to put their cocks in my mouth too."My mouth dropped open, "And did you?" I gushed. "Oh yes, by this time Timmy had shown me some sex filled DVDs' and the women sucked cocks in every one of them, so I figured that was just a part of having sex and I just tried to imitate what those women did, I got to be pretty good at making them sperm in my mouth.""How, how many boy's cocks did you put in your mouth?" I stammered."I don't really know, I never counted, but one time there was seven boys in the garage and I put each one of them in my mouth and swallowed all their sperm when they spurted."I detected no small amount of pride behind that statement. "Are you still a virgin?" I wondered. "Oh yeah, well, kinda, I think. No boy ever put his cock in me, but they did put their fingers in me and other objects too, like tool handles and broomsticks. I'm sure my hymen's gone, but not from a cock." I tried to gather my thoughts, what I had just heard had me mind boggled. "Wow, Karin I'm very impressed, you are quite the sophisticated young lady, so you may all ready be familiar with some of the things I'm going to tell you now that it's my turn. Have you ever heard or talked about how some people get sexually stimulated by acting dominant to someone acting submissive?"She looked at me with that puzzled puppy tilted head look so I searched for another way to explain it. "Okay, look at it this way, some people get sexual excitement from being bossed around while others get turned on by being the one who does the bossing. I saw a light bulb go in her head. Your aunt Phyllis and I have such a relationship, and we live it and express it in our everyday lives. You need to know what goes on in the house you may be living in. I enjoy telling your aunt how to behave, I tell her what to eat, and what to wear. "When we first got together I gave her a set of rules that she was to obey if she was going to live with me. Your aunt feels safe in putting her everyday decisions in my hands, she likes being told what to do, she also likes to be punished when she disobeys me."Karin's eyes bulged open, but she remained mute. "Your aunt never feels more alive than when she is getting her ass spanked or her tits and nipples slapped. Now a white face joined those bulging eyes as Karin reacted to the words she was hearing." I went on, "Giving and getting pain as part of the sex act, for most people, is very hard to understand let alone accept as a form of sexual expression, but some people, your aunt and I included, need to have that outlet in order to lead what for us is a healthy life. "Am I making sense to you Karin? Or am I just babbling and talking over your head?"She smiled ruefully and said she thought she understood. I replied, "We can go into more detail by surfing the net together and I can show you the different sides of the lifestyle, and answer any questions you may have about it. Do you know what a dungeon is?" I suddenly asked her.She was startled a bit and then said, "Yeah, that's where people are tortured and killed.""Have you ever seen pictures of the things that are used to torture people with?" I pressed. "I remember seeing a picture of a rack, where they stretched people out on," she answered."Well, Karin, you should know that I have a dungeon in my house, and you should also know that your aunt and I make use of it quite often."Now her mouth dropped open and she looked downright scared. "I'm sorry if I'm frightening you, Karin, but you must know everything about how your aunt and I live, because we are not going to change if you move in. That means you're the one who will have to change, Karin, and that change means not only accepting our lifestyle, but also becoming a willing participant in it."She had a totally blank look on her face, like her brain was trying to comprehend everything it heard and needed help with the process. I snapped my fingers in front of her lost gaze until she came out of her trance. When she once more was able to focus on me I told her there was one more side to her aunts' and my relationship she needed to know about, the sexual side.I cleared my voice and just blurted it out, "Your aunt is my sex toy and my slut." Now that we were talking about sex Karin had a better understanding of what I was saying, and replied, "So you two like to fuck, that's cool, I can handle that.""Well, it goes deeper than that Karin."Now that she seemed on firm ground, she derisively sneered, "Deeper? It's sex, how deep can it get?"I laughed, "That's funny, and normally I would agree with you, but your aunt and I like our sex with a slightly different bent. You know what a slut is, right?"She said yes. I asked if she was called one because of her sucking off those boys, she nodded and said, "yeah, it pissed her off."I said, "It made you mad because you didn't feel like a slut, you were just doing something you enjoyed and gave you pleasure.""Yes, yes," she exploded, "that is so right on it's scary.""Well, that's your aunt too, she has a deep rooted need to be fucked and used by lots of men. As your aunt and I grew closer together I was able to give her the permission she needed to let her desires run free, while at the same time she fills a deep rooted desire in me to have a female sex toy at my disposal who will fuck anyone I tell her to, anytime I tell her to, and anywhere I tell her to."Karin was once again lost in thought and seemed to be unaware I was even by her side. I let her take all the time she needed, until she finally shook her head and said, "That's quite the life the two of you live."I smiled at her, "I know, and if you can handle one more shock, it's a life I'm ready to offer to you too."She looked at me with the stunned expression I expected. "I don't know if you realize Karin," I continued, "but I am a very rich man and I am willing to legally adopt you and make you my heir, which means when I die you will inherit almost a billion dollars," I looked at her and stopped talking, she was gone again, so I had to shake her to get her attention back. She finally looked at me with some recognition in her eyes. "Please Karin, you need to pay attention to what I am saying, your future depends on it. Are you listening to me?" she nodded her head. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her hard, "no you're not paying attention, I told you once all ready, and I don't like repeating myself, I can't hear a head shake. Now, you either learn to verbally express yourself or we are through before we begin."Karin understood my anger although she didn't comprehend the punishment her behavior warranted. She apologized and said she would do better. I told her I hoped so and asked if I had her undivided attention. She started to nod, caught herself and answered aloud, "Yes sir.""Good, because what I am about to say needs your total concentration. Like I said, I'm near a billionaire, and I want to buy you.""Buy me?" she questioned."Yes, buy you. I will adopt you, make you my heir and you inherited my fortune, in exchange you become, in essence, my slave, living for nothing but to fulfill my every want, need, and desire that my perverted mind devises. Still with me I?" asked. Again she almost nodded, stopped and said, "Yes."I put my hands on her cheeks and held her face as I made her look into my eyes. "This is the most important part of our bargain, Karin, you need to understand so you know what you are agreeing to. I want your undivided attention, okay?"She put her hands over mine and promised to listen to my every word. I leaned into her as I spoke, "I am going to make you my little fuck bunny, you will always be dressed as a little girl, but every male who looks at you will know instantly that you will let them do whatever they want to and with your body. While you are living under my roof your life will revolve around getting fucked as often as possible with as many different men and in as many different places as possible. That is a lot to ask of a teenage girl, and that is why you need to have a completely clear head to make your decision. I don't know how long the state has given you before they put you in a home, so how much time you have before you need to decide feel free to use it.""What about aunt Phyllis?" Karin asked."Your aunt does what I tell her, she has no say in the matter. Oh, by the way, your aunt's name is no longer Phyllis it's Pet, and you are to call her aunt Pet."We didn't speak again as we walked back to the building, both of us in deep thought, she pondering her future, me picturing her in a gangbang with my business associates, then blackmailing them with pictures of their actions showing their debauchery with my under age ward. Ahhh, life couldn't get much better then this. I will have to remember to thank my son, if I ever see him again. After all, it was his idiocy that started this turn of events to begin with. We arrived at the front door where we were met by Pet and the matron, I was about to speak to her when Karin spoke first. Her words were music to my ears, she told the woman that her aunt and I had offered to let her live with them and she would like to accept their offer. It took all my self control to keep from shouting, so I used the group hug we engaged in to gather my wits. The woman and I went inside to hash out the legalities of making Karin my ward, leaving her and Pet to talk. Finally, after what seemed like ages, all the eyes were dotted and the tees were crossed. I was Karin's legal guardian. I stood, accepted the thanks of the state for taking an unwanted child off their hands, and left her office. I now owned my own personal teenage nymphets. Dreams can come true, but having tons of money never hurts, either.When I returned I told Karin she was able to come home with us right then and there, and to go get any personal and sentimental items she wanted to keep. As she turned to walk away, I told her she didn't need to bring any clothes, she would be getting an all new wardrobe. I watched my new acquisition skip away, then turned my attention to My Pet. I could see a slight tinge of red at the base of her neck, so I assumed something she and Karin talked about embarrassed her. Pet made me proud of her training, she didn't wait for me to ask what they talked about, she just started right in telling me the highlights of their conversation. She said the first thing Karin asked her was if she really liked fucking lots of men and she told her yes, then Karin asked what it was like. Pet tried to explain to her how she felt powerful, having a group of men do any little thing she wanted, just so they could get a chance to put their cocks in her cunt, while at the same time feeling powerless because those same men would do any little thing they wanted, to her body. Pet told me she didn't think Karin understood because she quickly asked another question, this one about what was it liked to be spanked. I asked her how she answered. Pet gave me a big grin as she related how she told Karin that it was hard to explain, but that she would be honored if Karin would let her show her what it's like. I smiled and said oh would you now. By this time Karin had returned so I and my two sex slaves got into the car for the ride home and into even more new and varied games and adventures. To be continued...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 36
voyeurs.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/voyeurs.txt	Marty tiptoed through the corridor, not wanting to disturb anyone in the household. It was nearly midnight, and he fully expected his roommate Jenny, to be asleep. But, as he rounded the corner, he saw light emitting from under her door. Suddenly, he wanted to talk to her, although usually that was a concept that he really didn't like. He wished at times that he hadn't answered the ad for a roommate, particularly when Jenny went off on one of her egotistical diatribes. And yet, now he really wanted to talk to her. He tapped lightly on her door, but almost inaudibly, being that he didn't want to attract attention to himself from the other occupants. He wasn't ready to start answering questions about why he was so late. Jenny wasn't answering, but then again she probably couldn't hear him, either. Then he remembered how he could get her attention without the risk of waking anyone else. Since his room was adjacent to Jenny's, and there was only one level to the house, he was able to leave his room via the window, and knock on her window and none would hear. He went into his room and went out the window. Unfortunately, her window was closed, but why would the shutters be open at midnight? He was about to knock on the wooden shutters, arm raised, when he noticed something. There was a small hole in the shutters, and for just a second, he saw Jenny. He held his fist in the air as he saw that she was preparing for bed. Sitting on the bed, her jeans half pulled off, she was massaging her feet. She drew her legs onto the bed, and slid the jeans off. The hole was too small and the angle was off, but he could still see enough to know how shapely her legs were. Instantly, he felt guilty. He tiptoed as best as he could back into his room, and stood there for a second. He thought about what he had seen, and then thought that he probably wouldn't have an opportunity like this again, so he climbed back out the window, and tiptoed carefully to hers. He looked for her on the bed, but she wasn't there. A little disappointed, he started to turn to leave, when he saw her standing with her back to him. She was looking in the closet for something to wear. As she stood there, he watched her as her hands absent-mindedly roamed over her body. Her long fingernails slid easily underneath the elastic of her panties, and she pulled the light blue silk material out from between her buttocks. Her fingers began to trace around her hips, and as she felt her inner thigh, she looked down from the closet. Briefly, she put both hands between her legs. Then, she reached up and grabbed a sweatshirt. She turned and walked over to the bed. Facing the window, unaware of her voyeur, she took off her shirt. She traced her fingernails down her neck, and then unclasped her bra. Her breasts fell free, and Marty was surprised to realize that he was looking at the body as he had never seen before. He was even more surprised to find out that she was perfectly proportioned. She closed her eyes, and cupped her breasts in her hands. Marty could tell she was exciting herself, as her nipples drew taught. With one finger on each nipple, she caressed underneath lightly. She then opened her eyes, and walked around the bed. For one fleeting instant, Marty thought she had seen him, and worried that she was going to open the shutters and expose him. Instead, he moved to another split in the wood, and saw that she was preening herself in the glass, wearing only the blue panties. She placed her hands on her flat stomach, and stood on her tiptoes. She pivoted on one foot, and faced the glass. Marty saw her hands snake down her legs, and then come up between her thighs. One hand felt over her breasts, while the other traced down the elastic of the panties between her torso and her thigh. Just as it reached dead center, she turned and walked back to the bed. She lifted the sweatshirt she had chosen up over her head, and picked up a pair of shorts. A little disappointed that Jenny stopped herself, Marty returned to his room. He closed his shutters almost all the way, but leaving them open a crack. The heat was on, and his room had the habit of becoming a sauna. He went out into the hallway, and knocked on Jenny's door. She invited him in and they talked briefly for a while, then Jenny made it clear she wanted to go to sleep. Marty left, still thinking about what he had seen. He turned on the lamp next to his bed. It was softer than the main light, and cast dark shadows throughout the room. The streetlight from outside shone in a long vertical strip on the wall. Marty took off his pants, and pulled off his socks. He pulled off his rugby, and stood at the foot of his bed in his briefs. He pulled them down to his ankles, and kicked them off, then he stretched, clasping his hands together over his head. "It's cold outside, isn't it?" he asked. When he got no response, he walked over to the window, and threw open the shutters, almost knocking over Jenny. "Please come in," he said. "It's kinda cold standing here nude." Jenny walked in through the window, stunned. "How did you know I was there?" she asked, incredulous. "You blocked the light of the streetlamp," Marty said, indicating the light on the wall. He turned to face her, his dick saluting in the air. "Do you like what you came to see?" he asked. She nodded. He stepped forward, and kissed her. He pulled off her sweatshirt, and once more her breasts fell where he could see them. He cupped them with his hands, as he had seen her do it. She pushed down her shorts, and stepped out of them. She rested one hand on his ass, and took his stiff prick in her hand. She lifted one leg and wrapped it around him. He felt his hardness briefly touch her wet center, and he jumped a little. She rested the head against her soft hole, and moved her hand to his chest. Still, they kissed. Her tongue explored his mouth, and his hands supported her against his body. And then a strange thing happened. At least, it was strange for Marty; it had never happened before to him. With one leg lifted and wrapped around Marty, Jenny's opening twisted just enough to let Marty's head enter a little. With surprising ease, the bulbous head slid into Jenny's warmth, and then stopped. Neither one of them pushed or pulled, but remained as they were. Marty continued to massage Jenny's breasts, which heaved under his gentile touch. Marty leaned forward, and nibbled on Jenny's ear. He began kissing her neck, and Jenny began to feel the strain on her leg. Soon, she would have to lead him to the bed, or rather simply fall on it, since it was right behind him. Still, there was something she wanted to do. With surprising strength, she lifted her leg even more, and caught her ankle with her opposite hand, effectively entrapping Marty. By doing so, she felt Marty's shaft start to slide into her. This time, she pulled her leg towards him, pushing him all the way into her up to the hilt. Just then, she felt her leg give. They fell backwards onto the bed. Jenny's leg behind Marty acted as a lever, forcing him into her even more. The base of his shaft spread her lips wider, and Jenny felt a pleasure/pain surge through her core. Marty sat up, and took Jenny's breast in his mouth. He flicked his tongue along the underside of the nipple. With each pass of the tongue, she gasped. Using her leg as a lever, she lifted herself off of him, and then pulled herself back down onto his rod. Lifting herself off again, she felt the head quiver just at the sensitive entrance to her body. She tried to control her body enough to squeeze only the head, but it was too wet. It kept sliding either inside of her, or falling just outside of her lips. And yet, she could tell that Marty was enjoying it; he fell back on his back, and closed his eyes with his mouth wide open, gulping air. Then, at that point, her lips grabbed a hold of the head. Jenny groaned as she felt the waves of ecstasy of the hard bar solidly kept within her sensitive grasp. If her eyes had been open, she would have seen Marty's eyes nearly fall out. Like a hawk, she swept down on him again, feeling the burning hardness of the intruder as it slid against her inner walls. Already, her breathing was becoming labored and difficult. She looked at Marty, and knew that he was doing his best just to stay conscious. She smiled as she understood that she controlled him. She pumped him into her several times, until he was pushing into her with an increasing rhythm. His breathing began to get very loud, and his rod began to quiver. All at once, she pulled off of him, hovering precariously. His prick wavered in the air, pulsating with each heartbeat. He looked at her, as if she were mad.. She simply smiled. He looked for a way to move, but with her leg around him, he was hopelessly trapped. At that point, she swallowed him again, and then released him. He clasped one hand over his eyes, resigned to his torture. Down, and then quickly back up again, he was beginning to feel frustrated, as each plunge into her was leaving him worse off instead of better. Once more she swallowed him whole, and then hovered above him. Quickly, before she could set her balance, he pushed her onto her back on the bed. "Now it's your turn," he said with a malicious grin. He opened the drawer to his bedside bureau, and picked out two ties. Quickly, and forcibly, he tied her to the bedpost. Slowly, he kissed her breasts, then ravaged them. He sucked gently on her nipples, then nibbled on them softly. She began to write and fight her bounds. Marty put one hand on her thigh, and began caressing the skin, coming ever so close to her center, but refusing to touch her there. Then, he knelt before her, and kissed her inner thigh. Then he moved to the other thigh, a little higher up, and kissed there. He ran his tongue down the crevice between her inner thigh and her pouting lips. Still, maddeningly, he would not kiss her there. She tried to move her hips so that he would have to kiss her there, but he wouldn't let her do that. Gently, he flicked his tongue through her hair, pulling softly at it with his teeth. That way, through the tension caused by the pulling of her hair, she felt her skin moving. Unfortunately, it made her worse off than before, just like her antics made Marty suffer. "Please," she whispered. "What?" he asked, even though he knew exactly what she had said. "Please," she repeated. "Please what?" he grinned. "Please eat me," she swallowed hard. Marty flattened his tongue, and dove into her sex. As the first wave of relief flowed over her, Jenny sighed. Then she began to move her hips in motion with Marty's tongue. Marty curled his tongue around her clit, and flicked the tip rapidly over it. The ties strained as she pulled involuntarily at her constraints, groaning. Marty began to suck, and alternately flick his tongue over her hole and clit. Jenny began thrusting back into Marty's face. "Ohh," she cried. "I think I'm coming." Think? Marty asked to himself. He quickened his pace, and Jenny thrust back at his mouth with more and more force. "Ohhh," Jenny cried again.. "Marty, fuck me!!" Marty crawled up to her, and swiftly entered her. Indeed, she was already coming, her muscles squeezing and pulling violently at his rod. He thrust into her several times, and felt the familiar rush flow from between his legs, through his shaft, and into her. Jenny nearly doubled over, prevented only by her constraints, when the warm fluid hit her full force. Slowly, they slowed their rhythm, and Marty released Jenny's bonds before collapsing on her chest. He looked up at her, and she smiled back. Maybe his decision to answer the ad wasn't so bad after all. END
oursecond.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/40/oursecond.txt	The next week was pure sex. I do not believe we fucked, sucked and talked as much sex as we did the week after our night with Steve. More than once Sandy said had she had she known having a second man in bed felt so good she would have done it years sooner.In between the sex we talked about the upcoming weekend when Steve would be joining us again. Her first goal was to go slower so she could enjoy the sensations better. Even though she was the center of attention the other night; she claims she did not remember all that happened. This time she wanted to be able to recall it all. Sandy had held Steves dick and she sucked him to orgasm and guided him to her pussy and fucked him and I not only watched her with him, I had sucked his softening cock and neither one of us could say just how big he was. So checking him out was one of our goals, and there were a few more.Saturday final came. Sandy spent a good part of the afternoon getting ready. A long hot bath, hair done just right, clothes gone over and over until the right outfit was chosen. Damn, if it were not for the fact I wanted my wife to be perfect when she fucked Steve I would have been jealous.We necked a bit and felt each other up while waiting for Steve to arrive. At 7pm, just as planned, he walked through the door. Up until that point we both, Sandy and I, wondered how we would react when he, only the second man to ever fuck my wife, arrived. I guess we worried too much for as soon as he walked through the door Sandy went to him and they shared one of the wettest kisses I have ever seen.Hand in hand they walked to the couch and sat down. I stood and watched for a while. Once seated, they again began to kiss. 1st it was Sandy tongue into Steves mouth then it was Steves tongue into Sandys mouth. Their hands matched the activity of their lips. Sandy wasted no time taking hold of Steves cock through his pants. Steve was enjoying fondling Sandys tits through her blouse. He got her message when she spread her legs, for his hand left her breast and moved under her skirt.I knew it was now time for me to join them. Sandy loves it when her one of her tits is played with while her pussy is being stroked. I sat on the other side of her and unbuttoned her blouse. She turned so I could undo her bra then settled back and continued kissing Steve as I began to play with her one tit.Steve found out real quick that Sandy was not wearing panties. I know, bra but no panties, no one heard any complaints. His hand traveled up her thigh and was met by a very wet pussy. Her body action let us know we were hitting the right spots.Sandys hand left Steves dick and she laid back into me pulling him with her. Sandy was getting lost in the sensation of having her husband to lean against while he played with her tit and she kissed her lover while he fingered her pussy. Later she told me she lost all reality and never wanted the feeling to go away.Sandy broke their kiss and told Steve to eat her. Then she sat up, held his face between her hands and asked him if knew how to eat pussy. Steve told her he never had and before he could say anything else, Sandy smiled and said oh dont worry shed teach him. And then pushed his face to her crotch. Before Steve could move very far I told Sandy she should remove her skit 1st. Great idea she told me and stood up. A couple of quick movements her and all the planning we did making sure she was dressed right was lying in a pile on the floor.Half naked now, she sat back down on the couch, leaned back onto me, put one foot on the couch and the other on the floor. This spread her out real nice giving Steve plenty of room to get at her pussy.Steve went back down between her legs staring at her wide-open cunt. Slowly he moved his head towards it. Sandy told him to keep coming. She told him to use his tongue, to lick, ever so lightly, the slit between her lips. She told him to look at the top of her lips, see the little knob. Thats the spot. Oh dont forget the rest, but remember that little knob.When Steves tongued touched her cunt for the 1st time Sandy threw her head back and the sounds of pure pleasure escaped her lips. Each time his tongued moved up to her clit I heard the same sound. For someone who had never ate a pussy before Steve was doing a wonderful job on my wife.For several minutes Steve continued eating Sandys pussy and the whole time she continued to slowly turn her head side to side while moaning real soft. I kept fondling her tit, giving her the sensation she loves.My cock was throbbing and my hips moving almost in rhythm with hers. Sandy turned her head so her face was buried in my crotch and she was trying to get at my cock through my pants. She opened her eyes and looked up at me mouthing she loved me. I told her I loved her back.I then signaled her to rise up a bit and I undid then removed my pants. When I sat back down there was my hard cock in front of her face. Without hesitation my wife took me into her mouth.After a few minutes of Sandy sucking me she told me to tell Steve what to do to her cunt, tell him what she likes. I watched him for a short while then told him to lick her slowly, to start at the bottom of her slit and move up very slowly and lightly to her clit. When he reached her clit to move his tongue in very slow circles. Then move his tongue back down again. Spend a little time at the opening to her cunt, and then back up.After a few times of him licking her cunt up and down I told him to use a finger and touch the outside of Sandys cunt. Touch it lightly as he sucked on her clit. Then put his finger into her just a little bit, maybe and inch or so. Then to lick around the lips of her cunt while his finger is still inside her. Then use both his finger and his tongue on her pussy lips. Now use two fingers.For the next 15 or 20 minutes the three of us were in heaven. Steve lay between my wifes legs eating and fingering her pussy while my wife had her head lying on my leg and was sucking my cock and I sat there fondling my wifes tits. I was not sure how much longer we would be able to keep from cumming.I knew Steve had to be hard and wondered if he would bring Sandy off before fucking her. I knew if she came because of his mouth or if he could not hold back any longer and moved up to fuck her, I was going to shoot my load.Sandy had my dick all the way into her mouth when her body began to tighten. She was getting close to cumming. My dick slid out of her mouth and she was sucking the underside. Her hand went to the top of Steves head guiding him, getting ready to hold his mouth to her when she came. Her body tightened. Her mouth vibrated when the moans escaped her throat. She clamped her mouth to my dick. She held Steves head in place now with her hand and her legs and she came. She came very hard. There was no way Steves mouth was going to get away from her cunt. Not only did her hand and legs trap him, her hips were now pushing upward to his mouth. Sandy was making sure his lips were staying in contact with her cunt.As Sandy reached the peak of her orgasm, cum shot out from my dick. The way my dick was trapped between my body and my wifes mouth my cum first hit my chin then landed on my chest.Soon Sandys hold on Steves head began to loosen as she relaxed but her mouth never left my dick. She continued to lick it. When I finally went soft she removed her hand from Steves head. I had told Steve to stop eating her as she came, just keep his mouth on her cunt. Now as Sandy relaxed I told Steve to slowly lick her opening and her lips. Stay away from her clit for a minute or two.It took Sandy a few minutes to finally come down from her orgasm. Usually, when it is just the two of us, I would now fuck her so I asked her if she was ready to be fucked and she said not yet, there is something we need to do first.I knew what she meant so I told Steve to stand up and take his clothes off and to stand in front of us. Sandy was till lying in my lap so she turned a bit sideways so she could get a good look.As he stepped in front of us we both were looking at his hard cock. This was really the first time we had taken a good look at him. His cock had a slight curve to the left and he looked as though he was longer than me but not as thick. While Steve was long and thin, I am short and fat. He reaches where I dont but I fill her, as he cant.Sandy took hold of his dick and slowly felt it. She was not jacking him off she was examining him. Feeling, holding, touching. She told me to feel him. I took his dick into my hand and felt its hardness. It was firm, quite stiff. He twitched as I squeezed. I asked Sandy if she liked his dick fucking her. Yes she told me. He twitched again as she answered.I pulled Steve by his dick towards us. He had to slightly bend at the knees to get to where I wanted him. When he was there Sandy took him into her mouth. I held onto his dick as my wife sucked him. I wanted to feel how his dick responded to being sucked. He grew a bit harder. As Sandy took him deep into her mouth she spread her saliva onto his dick and I spread it further with my fingers. It would have not taken much of Sandys mouth and my fingers to bring Steve off but this is not what we wanted. As he was really getting into be sucked and jerked, Sandy pulled away and said to me, now.I told Steve to fuck my wife. Fuck her as she lays right now, she wants you.With Sandy still lying in my lap Steve went between her legs and when his dick was pointed at her cunt Sandy reached between them and guided him to her opening. I played with my wifes tit as Steves dick entered her. Although it had been several minutes since she had cum, she was cumming again.Steve had not fully entered her yet and her head was thrown back, her legs clamped around his ass and her hips were thrusting to meet his. I know my wife and she was cumming.I told Steve to hold still for a minute, let her catch her breath. When Sandy was back with us I told Steve to start fucking her again. Slowly he stroked his cock in and out of my wife. Slowly she fucked him back.As I watched his ass move up and down, I played with my wifes tit. I watched them kiss.My hard dick was pressed against the side of Sandys head and as they kissed and fucked, I was enjoying the movement against my dick. Sandy broke off their kiss and said something to Steve. I could not hear what was said soon Steve stopped pumping his cock into my wife and he turned his head ever so slightly towards me.I then felt his mouth on my dick. At first it was just the head in his mouth, soon he took more and more in. Sandy had turned her head and was licking the base of my dick. After a few tries they had their mouths in sync.I dont know who started first, but they were back to fucking as they sucked me. Steve was doing a pretty nice job on my dick. He would start at the head and take almost my entire dick into his mouth. He knew how to use his tongue on the underside of my cock. At the same time my wife was sucking my balls. She enjoys taking my balls into her mouth and gently licking them. Sandy is an excellent cocksucker and Steve was not bad for rookie and them working my cock together had me in heaven.For the next several minutes Steve and Sandy fucked each other while they both sucked and licked my dick. It was Steve who made the signs of cumming. His strokes into my wife became shorter and harder. By the sounds her mouth were making around my balls Sandys orgasm was going to be right behind Steves.As he ground his dick into Sandy for the last big push, Sandy began telling him to fuck her good, to make it a good cum, fill her with his cum. Then she threw her head back cumming with him.Steve still had my dick in his mouth and their cumming with each other as their heads were on my lap was too much for me and I shot my load into Steves mouth. I would have bet he would have taken my dick out of his mouth as I came but he held on to it and sucked me dry.It took a few minutes for us to regain our breath. Sandy told Steve to eat her again. Without hesitation he moved between her legs and wasted no time planting his mouth onto my wifes cum filled pussy.As Steve ate her Sandy moved up so we could kiss. As Steve was eating the load of cum he deposited into my wifes pussy, my wife and I were kissing.Sandy let Steve eat her for quite some time before she stopped him and said we needed to take this to our bedroom. Sandy led the way with Steve behind her and me following him.Sandy took the middle spot on our bed with Steve to her right and me to her left. She turned to Steve, quickly kissed him and wiggled her ass into me. I turned on my side and slip my re-hardened dick into her cunt.As Sandy and I fucked she took hold of Steves dick and rubbed it against her cunt. He was not hard at first but became so quickly. There was no rush for anyone to cum this time so we slowly gave Sandy what she loves, a hard dick in her cunt and at the same time something playing with her pussy lips.With me fucking my wife and my wife rubbing her lovers cock against her cunt lips, she first would kiss Steve the turn so she and I could kiss. At one point Steve and I both were briefly kissing Sandy at the same time. It was briefly but not that we were uncomfortable doing so; we were uncomfortable because of the position we had to put ourselves into to do so. When that kiss broke off Sandy told us we would have to try that again at another time.As Sandy rubbed Steves dick against her cunt as they kissed, Steve was also playing with one of her tits. I had slipped my hand around her body and was playing with Sandys other tit.Steve wasted no time changing positions when my wife told him to turn around so she could suck his dick while he ate her. As quick as he turned his mouth was on her cunt. For someone who had never ate a pussy before this night he took a real nice liking to it.I lay behind Sandy still playing with her tit as she took Steves dick into her mouth. I was closer this night than I was last week as she sucked him off on the couch. I loved watching his dick disappear between my wifes lips. I loved it as she took him all the way in and worked his dick with her tongue.We both loved it when she held him over her check so I could suck him. As Steve ate my wife as I fucked her, both Sandy and I sucked his cock. I had the head between my lips as Sandy licked the shaft.As Steve sucked and licked Sandys pussy his tongue would spend some time on my dick. He would lick me as I moved in and out of Sandys cunt. I dont know if he was licking my dick or licking Sandys juices off my dick.We stayed in this position licking, sucking and fucking for quite some time. This time it as me who began to cum first. As Steve licked my dick as I fucked my wife as I shot my cum into Sandys pussy. Even as I came I continued with Sandy to suck Steves dick. Once my orgasm was through Sandy took Steves dick all to herself. She also moved so my dick slid out of her and left her pussy open for Steve to eat my cum from her.Together they used their mouths on each other, working to bring themselves one more orgasm.Sandys body tightened first. Her legs tightened around Steves head as she thrust her pussy into his face. Her mouth held his dick deep into her throat and her hands wrapped around his ass, hold him in her mouth.This is all it took for Steve to cum. I could not imagine he had much juice left in him but there was enough to leak out around his dick and Sandys lips.Once their orgasms passed, Steve turned around and we pulled the covers over us and fell asleep.
livingwiththeinlaws2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/livingwiththeinlaws2.txt	PART 2I wasn't sure why my father-in-law told his son to do whatever I wanted. The kid was twelve, constantly horny and seemed ready for anything. For instance, my wife, Debbie let me fuck her ass sometimes because she knew I liked it. We both got off on my dominating her, but she wasn't that into butt fucking and I knew it. We had almost stopped doing it altogether by the time I fucked her little brother, whose attitude was completely different.Man, that little horn dog loved it. He was always ready and the way he groaned and fucked back onto my cock made me wonder if I might like to try it. I'd never considered it, but he made it look good. The way he begged for it, it had to feel good.One morning, as I was getting dressed after my shower, I thought why am I limiting myself to the bathroom? Taking my clothes back off, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went for breakfast. It was scary and exciting to think about being in other parts of the house nearly naked. No one else really does it and I didn't know the reaction I'd get. I knew the guys wouldn't care, actually I thought they would love it. However, I had no idea how my mother-in-law would respond.The first day I walked into the kitchen, she was alone. Seeing me stopped her in her tracks. She was clearly surprised, but she recovered quickly and we both carried on as normal. We played a game of cat and mouse for over a week. I would move in ways to give her glimpses of my cock. Opening and closing my legs or readjusting my towel. At first she was flustered. I was anxious too, but I loved the sexual tension. The sideways glances, the pretense of normalcy, when we both knew this was not business as usual. Slowly, she began to be careless with her robe. It would pull away from her breasts and she pretended to be unaware, giving me flashes of her tits. A few times, I saw the edge of her areola. My cock responded each time by surging upward, obscenely tenting my towel. I would lean back or twist in my chair to show it off. Twisting was best, because it would tug at my towel, allowing my balls or a bit of shaft to be seen.It was fun, but frustrating. I wanted to go further, but was afraid of getting thrown out of the house. Clearly, she liked what we were doing, but a bold move on my part could ruin everything. Then it hit me, my father-in-law had given me some help. That night I told my soon to be thirteen year old brother-in-law that he was to come to breakfast wearing just a towel too. "What!? I can't do that! My Mom would" "Listen, I'm not asking! I'm telling you! Wear only a towel and follow any other instructions I give you. Understand?"His lips were tight and his eyes were getting teary. He wasn't crying, but looked like he might start any second. He was really nervous and scrambling for a way out. Mustering his courage, he held his shoulders back and threatened to tell his father. "I've already told him." I lied. "He likes the idea. In fact, he told me to tell him if you give me any shit about it. He wants me kept happy, remember? If I have to tell him you're a selfish little fuck up, what do you think he'll do? You want to keep playing with us, don't you?"He nodded his head, as he looked at the floor. I liked the kid and felt sorry for him, but I wanted this. Taking hold of his chin, I tilted his head up and kissed him. "We've had fun, haven't we? This will be too, I promise. Trust me!"The next morning, I could hardly wait for the fun to begin. I sat with my coffee and a raging hard on under my towel. My lust must have had an effect on my mother-in-law too, because she let her robe fall open much more than ever before. It came together just above her waist and was thin enough to cling to her hard nipples. I was thinking of throwing caution to the wind, when the kid suddenly appeared in the door frame. I pulled out the chair next to me and said, "Good-morning."He was blushing and without looking up, mumbled, "Morning." His mother looked stunned, but there was something else in her expression too. I saw her looking us both over, observing us. She started to adjust her robe, but changed her mind. My heart raced! She decided to leave her tits mostly revealed! This was more than I'd hoped for and it encouraged me to be bold. The kid had noticed my hard cock by now and his mother saw him looking at it. As she watched him eye my cock, I leaned back and slowly stretched. Preening and showing off for my admirers. I lifted my ass slightly and sort of humped the air a few times to draw even more attention to my cock.She squeezed her legs together and licked her lips, absentmindedly.To bring her out of her trance, I asked for more coffee and when she bent over to refill my cup, her robe hung open. For just a second, I had a clear view of her tits. Her nipples weren't extremely large, but they were erect and a wonderful pinkish/brown color. Her son saw them too and squirmed in his seat. As she returned the pot to the counter, I quickly adjusted my towel to expose most of my hard cock. The kid was coming out of his skin and watched his mother for her reaction. Noticing my display and her son's tented towel, she smiled, before continuing with the scrambled eggs. Facing us, she beat the eggs with a whisk causing her tits to bounce and sway. I thought for sure they would tumble out of her robe any minute, but they didn't. Her son was as mesmerized as me.When she poured the mixture into the skillet, I pulled the kid close and whispered, "I told you it would be fun. Open your towel."He obviously wasn't sure and just sat there unable to move. When his mother wasn't looking, I grabbed his towel and yanked it off. He clutched at his dick, which was bone hard now, in an effort to hide. I took hold of his arm and shook my head at him. Reluctantly, he put his hands on the table and shivered, as he leaned forward, still trying to conceal himself the best he could.Turning to bring our eggs, she froze when she saw her nude son. She stared at his hard cock, before looking at me. I smiled and we both looked back at her blushing boy. He was humiliated and fixated on his hands. It made my cock throb to see him so submissive. I ran my fingers lightly down his spine and he shuddered under my touch. A little drunk with power, I told him to get me a glass of juice. I wanted to parade him around a bit and remind him who was in charge. I also wondered if she would interfere. I was elated when she sat down the plates and matter-of-factly told her son, "The juice is in the refrigerator." As he stood up, he gathered the towel around his waist. I caught one corner and held tight. He hesitated and looked back at me when he felt the tug, but I was looking at his mother. Daring her to stop me, I held my grip as he walked out of his towel and I dropped it on the floor beside my chair. We both watched his tight little ass when he bent over to get the juice. As shaky as he was, a little juice splashed out on the floor. "Wipe that up." I said and his mother quickly held out a kitchen towel. I couldn't have been more pleased.He was modestly going to squat with his knees together, but I said, "Not like that. You'll hurt your back. Kneel on the floor. That's right, now spread your knees real far apart and lean forward."His mother and I watched his little asshole peek out at us. She turned to look at me and saw I had taken off my towel and was lightly stroking my hard cock. She turned her attention back to her son, when I said, "I think some went under the refrigerator. Put your head on the floor, so you can look under it. Spread your knees a little more. That's good, now lift your ass higher. Perfect."Now his ass was obscenely exhibited to our gaze. I steadily stroked my cock, while she tried to keep one eye on me and the other on her son's perverse humiliation. Finally, I told him to bring my juice and he stood up. His face was bright red, but his cock was rock hard. His dick wasn't fully grown yet, but it had a good start and he was getting a little patch of hair. Unless he was going to be extremely lucky, I'd say he was a good two thirds of the way done and I know from experience he isn't shooting blanks now."DAD!" he cried and we all turned to see his father standing naked watching us. When no one moved, he said, "Didn't I hear my son-in-law say he wanted juice?""Yes Sir," his son said."Then why doesn't he have it? I think you owe him an apology for having to wait, don't you?""Yes, Sir!" and he quickly brought my drink. Setting it down, he mumbled, "I'm sorry."My father-in-law had pulled out a chair and sat next to us. He motioned for his wife to sit on his lap and she did. "That's not much of an apology. I bet you can make it up to him better than that. Show him how sorry you are."His wife started to protest, pleading with him she said, "I don't think this is a good idea, Honey. I think we've all gotten a little over wrought and now."He put his finger to her mouth and said, "I've wanted this for a long time and you know it. I've let you stop me for years, but not anymore. I saw you watch your son being dominated, you nasty bitch. You fucking liked it! You can go to Mass on Sunday and confess to the Priest, if you want. Maybe I'll go with you, but today we're having fun!"Focusing again on his son, he said, "Go ahead, you little fucker! Apologize to the nice man."The kid knelt between my knees and started licking and sucking my cock. I heard his mother gasp and her hand covered her mouth, but she never quit watching. After a few minutes, I rolled back and lifted my feet onto the kitchen table. The kid had eaten my ass a lot the past couple of weeks, so he dove right in. It felt really perverse to have a kid eat my ass, with his parent's watching, not two feet away.It turned wicked when I heard my father-in-law start his dialog. He was talking to his wife, "You didn't know you raised a pervert, did you? Or is that why you took him to Church all the fucking time? The scandals were all over the papers, but you took the kid two/three times a week anyway, handing him over to the child molesters. You were hoping the Priests were fucking him, weren't you? I couldn't have him, but I bet it made your pussy wet to offer him up to the Priests. Maybe Father Martin taught him to do this shit? I bet he's got a big cock. Make him confess to Father Martin this Sunday. Look at the fucking brat eating ass, he loves it. He loves a grown man's asshole, bet your Priest taught him that." He had opened his wife's robe and was fucking her with his fingers. She was moaning and spreading her legs obscenely to give him room. Thrusting her pussy toward his hand, trying to get his fingers in deeper. Bringing my feet off the table, I turned the kid towards his parent's. His mother was like a cat in heat. Begging for more and grinding her pussy on her husband's fingers. I told the boy to lick his mother's twat. "I'll show you how, but I want you to do it." He looked more than ready to try. I peeled back her hood and showed him her clit. "Lick this and she'll go wild, trust me. Also, shove your tongue in where your father's fingers are. Now try it." and I pushed him toward his parent's.His mother had her eyes closed, but his father was watching and listening. He pulled his fingers from her pussy and pushed them into his son's mouth. She protested and whined about him stopping, until he shoved his son's face into her cunt. The kid crammed his tongue into her vagina. It looked like he was trying to return to the womb, while I licked and sucked her button. When she had her first cum, I thought the kid would back off but he didn't. Maybe his father was holding his head, I don't know, but I didn't stop either and we worked her through a second one. We laid her on the table. She looked like she was dazed. When we pulled her knees apart, her swollen pussy lips gaped open and I worked my cock between them. I drove my cock home, while her husband fingered her clit and motioned for his son to come closer. The boy stood by her head and his father guided the kid's dick to her lips, rubbing the head over and between them. I started to fuck her and she was coming to life again, pushing back to meet my thrusts and opening her mouth to accept her son's cock. When her husband leaned over to suck and nibble at her tits, we felt her shudder through another orgasm.Then I drew her attention to her son and husband. The kid was sucking his fatherwell, really the father was fucking the kid's mouth. He liked to roughly plow into his son and the kid liked to play along. He would struggle and at times beg his Dad to stop. It made his father horny and the kid loved that. Of course, I've been playing with them and knew the routine, but she didn't. I'm sure to her it looked like a rape. When he spun the kid around to line up his cock with the boy's asshole, I decided to feed that image and whispered to her, "He's going rape your son. Look at his cock. It's too big for the little guy, but he's going to cram it in anyway. He's going to hurt your little boy."He pushed in and the kid screamed, "Please Daddy, take it out! Don't do this please. I'll be good. I promise. I said I was sorry!" He pushed in a couple of inches and the kid pleaded again, "Oh No! Please no more! Momma, help me! Make him stop! Pleeease Mom!"I was impressed, the kid was a natural. Of course, I'd fucked him enough to know the kid never gets enough. But now all eyes were on his mother. Would she try to help him? Her head snapped up from the table and she stared at them. Pushing her cunt back onto my cock, fucking herself now, she looked at her husband. "Fuck him Honey! Don't be gentle. I want to hear him scream and beg, while you fuck him!"I pulled out of her pussy and rammed my cock into her ass. I felt angry and tried to hurt her, like she thought her son was being hurt. I really like that kid a lot. What a fucking bitch! Naturally, my cock was well lubed from her juices, so I slid right in. I fucked her as hard as I could, pulling all the way out and slamming back into her. She begged me to stop and cried that it hurt, which made me all the more determined. Both she and her son screamed like banshees until we shot our loads into them.Afterward, as I ran for class, it dawned on me that this woman has been having sex with my father-in-law forever. She knows his fantasies better than anyone. They must have role played for years. So I'm sure, she knows an act when she sees one, even if I didn't. She sure fooled me, but now I know she's a damn good actress and that could come in handy.To be continued?---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 75
mywifechris.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/mywifechris.txt	My husband usually writes these actual happenings in our relationship but has asked if I would write it this time because I could explain it in more detail, he is right about that, I am the one that gives head to black men. You women out there that are reading this should not judge until you try it. If you have a husband that is willing to have you do this it will change your life. It did for me. I look forward to our encounters with hung black men and have even had men fly in from out of town to get head, most packing good heavy loads. Being the nasty little wife that I am I send them back home to their wife's with empty sacks. We have even gotten emails sharing with us that their wife's are upset that they couldn't get it up even after a few days, and are wanting to know why. I give head so good they don't want sex for a while.My husband doesn't need to worry about me having sex with a black man, I would much rather have their cock and cum in my mouth. I'm always on the search for the biggest black cock load in the area, I must say that it is true about the size of their cocks, most are well hung, and dump loads to match. Ok ladies, I know, it sounds awful right? Wait until you have one empty his load on your tongue and then swallow it. After you have a big black cock unload in your mouth you'll have the best orgasm ever and will be hooked on giving head only to black men. I show my husband before I swallow, he loves it when I show him. The bigger the load the better as he say's. Once I took a heavy load from some black guy on my face and then took a stroll down the street. I even let 3 black men jack off in my mouth and swallowed it at once, now that was a little nasty. I just about threw up from so much at once, but my husband just cheered me on. It is a turn-on for me when a guy cums in my mouth. I have them tell me when it's close so I can use my muscles to close off the back of my throat so the jets of cum don't choke me. It is just something that I have learned so I can enjoy myself too. After all, a good load is what I'm after, so if I can finish him all the way then I can swallow at my leisure, I call the shots when a black guy cums in my mouth. As usual I'm hoping for at least a 1/4 cup of black cock cum. Their cum is not like a white guys, you know, clumpy, I say clumpy because that's what it is. Now black cum is more creamy, more uniform in texture and I noticed if it's been a while since a black guy has cum, it is more of a thick almost pudding texture, and when there's a lot to deal with it just goes down my throat easier. I recall a time when we were at a hotel on vacation and there was a great looking black bell man that helped us with our bags. He was strong looking, tall, and his hands were huge. I even told him how I thought his hands were huge and that he must really be hung. He just looked at me and then my husband and nervously excused himself and acted like he never heard me. I called down to the desk and asked how long he was on duty that night and found him to be the late man, on until 11. So I requested he bring a bar stool up to our room around 8:00, after we had dinner. My plan was to have his cock for desert. It was about 8:10 when there was a knock on the door and my husband opened the door and asked if he could bring it in, thanking him, it was really nice for him to bring the stool up for my wife, he said. "Your welcome sir, but why does she need a bar stool?" That's when I came out of the bath wearing nothing, walked over to him and rubbing his cock through his pants explained that he was to take these off and sit down on the stool so I could give it head. Not waiting for an answer I undid his pants as he looked over to my husband, and all he said was, "Hey mister she's in charge, give it to her." Without any pants I instructed him to sit the stool at the foot of the bed and sit down. I sat on the bed and had him rest his feet on either side of me. Sitting between two black thighs I grabbed his cock, which was 10 inches and wrapped my mouth around its head. It was huge just like I guessed. My mouth was stretched to its max and as I moved my head back and forth I watched his face watch his cock head disappear in my mouth. At 53 years old I still feel sexy, I sag a little in places but I think it makes me look nasty. My husband has filmed me giving head and I know guys like my little skinny body. I'm a tiny thing, 5' 98 lbs. and my wrist is usually not as big around as the black cock I have in my mouth. My nasty husband likes to see a cock in my mouth that is half the size of my neck, as he says. I like watching the films, the side views of me, my bony ribs and the way I have my right elbow leaning on my crossed right leg. It just happens to be a perfect height to hold a cock in my right hand and give it head. This black guy was sure enjoying my skinny old body, for he had his legs raised and was rubbing his feet over my ribs, down my sides and on the side of my thighs, "God your sexy," he said, as he moved his feet to the foot bar on the stool, reached forward and cupped my saggy tits in his huge hands. "Ah man," he said, as he fumbled with them, lifting one then the other. "Look at the fucking stretch marks on these saggy mother fuckers, your beautiful man, I'm gonna cum in your mouth good." He then leaned back and raised his legs resting them on my shoulders as I picked up my pace of getting this man off in my mouth. I pulled off for just a moment and was licking his cock as I got a good look at those huge sacks. This man's scrotum was long and resting on the stool seat and was holding the largest testicles a woman has ever seen. The thought ran through my mind how much load he carried in them. "WOW look at the size of these sacks, I'll bet there's a good load in them," lifting them up to show my husband. I then engulfed the large head and worked for my load. My husband timed it just right for when he said "I want you to cum in her mouth man!"The blood filled his cock to where it was hard as stone. I couldn't believe it could get any larger around, but it did. His black cock began to pulse as he shot a huge load. I could literally feel the load travel through the big vein on the bottom of his cock and the head swelled up at the precise moment he shot his load but I couldn't tell how many spurts he gave me as it was like a hose just turned on, filled my mouth and then turned off and as he filled my mouth with that pudding like cum I came too. Jesus did I cum. My husband later told me my cheeks puffed out from the amount. Being an older woman I could still make a man feel exceptional by pulling more load then most. The size indicates how a woman has done, and I'm an expert, what can I say. All men like to see their load in your mouth and this stranger was no exception. I pulled off and as I moved my head around his eyes followed looking right at what he shot, and there was a lot.My husband walked over to us as I showed him the amount of cum, he said "look at the size of that load, she gave you good head," I gagged a little because there was so much, and tilted my head back as I looked right in the mans eyes and he was watching my throat move up and then down and he knew where the load went. "All gone, I'm a good little wife, aren't I?"When I got up there was a pretty good size wet spot on the bedspread from when I came, "Whoa," he said, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself as well," as he pointed to the plate sized spot. I giggled, and as I looked at the wet spot I reached down with my finger and pulling it up and through my lips there was a long strand of pussy cum. I looked up at him and he was looking right at it. He asked about the little pendant I wear around my neck, it reads IEC. My husband bought this for me, it means I Eat Cum. I excused myself and went back to the bath as my husband and he conversed a little before the man grabbed the bar stool, opened the door, and said, "Have a good night." He shut the door and was gone. END
psychologist.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/43/psychologist.txt	Joann was a psychologist who had an established business and had been very successful with it. One of her recent cases however disturbed her more than anything she had ever known. A young girl around 19 came in one day and after taking to her, she found out that she enjoyed dominating and beating up older women. Joann in her late 40s were very shocked at first and didn't' fully believe her trying to use the normal formal briefings she gives to patients with a high sex drive. During the next session the girl showed up with photographs she had taken with her slaves as she called them. They showed her beating, spanking, and tying older women and using them for her pleasure. She knew the girl had a problem and tried to talk to the girl rationally. The girl would keep the discussion on her desires and on several occasions would spread her legs so she could look at her bare pussy. Joann kept telling her to keep them close or tried to ignored it and persuade the girl to return to her problem. The girl truly enjoyed her domination of older women. Even her mother was her maid as well as her teacher her dog. At night, it was all Joann could think about. She masturbated at the thought of being the girl slave and looked forward to the next session torture. She was becoming obsessed with the thought herself but kept trying to ignore it. After the 5th session however she broke down and masturbated after the session to the best orgasm she ever had. The sixth session however was her downfall."Hi, Kate. Have a seat please. Should we continue with our last session?" She asked her as she approached."Maybe. Did you enjoy all the pictures I gave you? I bet you masturbated at night dreaming of being my slave like all the others." The girl replied."Lets get back on the subject Kate." Joann looked down to see the girl legs spread in front of her. Her pussy was so beautiful as her mouth was watering at the thought. Her own pussy was dripping earlier from the thought of the meeting prior to the girl arrival."Do you want to lick my pussy? Joann." Kate pressed on. "Do you want to be my slave like the rest and serve me?"Joann couldn't avert her attention this time like the rest as the girl reached down and spread her cunt lips in front of her. Her mind was racing. She started rubbing one finger up and down her clit."I think you are a slut like all the rest Joann." Kate told her. "Tell me did you play with your pussy thinking about me at night."Joann couldn't take her eyes away from the sight of the young girl rubbing her clit in front of her. Her knees were limp as she sat there staring."Yes," Joann replied meekly. "Good slut, Joann." Kate smiled at her pleading face. "Beg to lick my pussy like a bitch in heat. Beg your mistress."Joann totally ashamed of herself started pleading with the girl to lick her pussy as a dog in heat. She was soaking her panties at the thought and had lost all control of her posture. Her own hand was reaching down trying to rub her own pussy."Are you playing with your pussy at work," smiled Kate? "That is not allowed for sluts. Stand up and remove your clothes."Joann stood up and started to undress. She was humiliated and excited at the thought of undressing in front of a girl 3 times younger than herself. Kate had gotten up and walked around the desk and sat in her chair. She patted Joann on the ass and told her to get in the chair she had to always sit in. Joann totally naked walked over and sat down."Spread your legs, slut and tell me you want to be my slut." Kate demanded her.Joann obeyed spreading her legs. Her cunt was dripping on the chair seat. "Please mistress make me your slut.""Good. Now rub those big tits of yours. I want to see you play with them. Pull them and pinch them for me." Kate pressed on.Joann started rubbing her tits and pulling on the nipples for her mistress. She grabbed the nipples and tweaked them grimacing from the pain. When told harder, she bit her lips and tweaked till tears formed in her eyes. Her seat was wet from her own pussy juices running down."Enough slut. Get on your knees on the chair and show me that fat ass of yours." Kate smiled and told her.Joann got up backwards on the chair and bent over exposing her big round mounds to the girl. Upon command, she spread her ass cheeks and moved her hips in a sexually manner as requested. She was taken aback by the command to shove her finger in her ass and pump it in and out but she obeyed pushing it deep inside and fucking her own asshole with it."Such an asshole," said Kathy laughing at her. "I have to go. If you want to be my slave set an appointment with my maid mother at my house and I will return tomorrow with the papers. You will have to give up all you own to me to be my slut."She rose from the chair and started towards the door with Joann pleading with her to let her tongue her and begging to be her slut. Her finger was shoving in and out of her ass feverously to get herself off as she watched the young mistress depart leaving her in total frustration. She finally got up and got dressed. Called her receptionist, Becky, she cancelled all her appointments and ran home to play with her pussy. Her skirt was totally wet as she tried to hide it departing the building.That night she had her best orgasm ever in her bed and knew she couldn't turn back now. Nothing she had was worth as much as what she wanted now. The next morning she arriving at work, she scheduled an appointment with Kate early so she could clear her evening schedule. She was wetting her panties again as the young girl walked in unannounced. "Get your ass out of that chair slut and remove all your clothing." Kate commanded her.Kate sat in her chair and motioned for Joann to get on her knees beside her when she was undressed. She handed her the papers and without even reading them Joann signed them expecting to be rewarded with the taste of her young pussy."Go get in your chair backwards with your ass spread," demanded Kate. When she was positioned on the chair and her ass spread in front of her, Kate got on the speakerphone and asked Becky the 24-year-old receptionist to come in. Joann was pleading with Kate as she heard the door open and saw Becky looking at her with a surprise look. "Becky this is my new slut," said Kathy, "and now she wants to be my slave. You know when we were talking about how cheap she was at paying her help. I think it payback time. Why don't you take this ruler and spank big ass while its spread wide? She won't fire you since I now own her business."Becky was grinning. She had always disliked her boss and now she was given the opportunity to spank and humiliated her. Walking over she asked Kate how hard she could hit her."As hard as you like," replied Kate. "She is just a slut and toy to be used like all the rest of my sluts." Isn't that right slut?""Yes mistress, I am your slut and toy. Please spank my big ass." Joann begged.Walking over smiling, Becky got behind her and slapped the inside of her ass crack with the ruler causing her to scream in pain while still trying to hold her ass wide. By the fourth and fifth hit she was begging her mistress for mercy and Kate had to command her to keep her ass wide for the next. She was crying as the remaining five hit between the cheeks as her asshole was on fire. Becky was enjoying it totally but didn't want to prematurely damage her."My slut loves to have things put in her asshole. What do you think we should use today Becky?" Kate asked.Becky thought for a moment and returned with the hairbrush in her purse. She spit on the handle and then directed it to the entrance of Joann asshole and then deep inside. The chair almost fell over as Joann tried to keep her position and her ass still spread. Becky was pumping it in and out as the pain suddenly quit and she found herself getting wet again. Becky told Kate she was wetting her chair. She kept pumping the brush in and out as Joann was moaning on the back of the chair rocking her ass back and forth on it for more."She getting close to coming Becky so I think you should stop. What would you like her to do for you before she gives you the evening off." Kate asked her.Becky smiled and lowering her skirt and panties told Kate that she should lick her ass for being such a slut. With Kate approval she walked around the chair and bending over pushed her ass in Joann face. Joann was forced to lick or smother as she stuck her tongue in her butt hole and started rimming it inside. Her own pussy needed relief but she knew she must please her mistress to get it. She had seen all the pictures and now knew how the women must have felt. She could heard Becky moaning ahead and soon found her licking her ass while it was shaking from her orgasm ahead.Becky thanked Kate and asked if she could use her some more but Kate said tomorrow she would let her know. Today, she was going to use her. Becky got dressed totally pleased with the situation and thanked Kate again as she departed. Kate told her on the way out she would be getting a big raise to help baby sit her slut during her work hours. She then demanded Joann to get down on all fours on the floor and crawl over to here. She was to keep the brush in her ass.When she arrived, she could see Kate pussy soaking wet in front of her face as she pleaded to be allowed to lick her pussy."Your mouth has been in another woman's ass," Kate told her. "I can't let you lick my pussy yet." She got up and removed her skirt bending over the desk. "But you can lick my ass you sweet little brown nose."It was not what Joann had dreamed of but she crawled forward and started licking her ass like she did Becky earlier. Her ass was much cleaner and tasted so nice as her tongue roamed all over it before setting in the middle and working it's way in. She started using it as a dildo to please her mistress. She felt Kate playing with her pussy while she was enjoying her tongue rimming. She climax soon afterwards."Dress me." she demanded as Joann jumped up and helped her put her clothes back on."Now get your clothes and give me your panties." Kate demanded. Joann quickly obeyed putting on her skirt and blouse. Her bra was thrown in the trash as she handed Kate her panties. Kate pulled them over her head so her head was in the leg opening. Taking a good quip on them she led her out the door and then out the building. It was so humiliating to be led by a young girl with your own panties out the streets to her car. She was then told to get in backwards in the passenger side with her head to the floor board and her ass pointing up to the driver. She heard Kate get in afterwards. She lifted Joann skirt exposing her ass to the elements and started the car. As she drove along, she started pushing pins in her ass as she groaned from each pin but dared not move. The blood rushed to her head and pain to her ass from the needles and they were driving her crazy. She knew people driving by could see them and she was glad they couldn't see her face.Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan
parkride.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/04/parkride.txt
subsex.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/15/subsex.txt	I poured Lisa another cup of fresh coffee. "How was the Ox?" I asked referring to my husband's brother Billy."Very exhausting but addictive," she said.We both laughed. I really enjoyed these talks with Lisa. It was seven in the morning and the house was serene with the birds chirping their happy songs. Both my mother-in-law and my husband had left for work and Billy wouldn't wake up for another six hours.I was curious about Billy's sexual prowess. He could go on without skipping a beat for more hours. "How many times did you do it last night?" I asked Lisa."At least seven times."I was jealous. Barry, my sweet husband, would last only once. And there were times that I couldn't get an orgasmat all."Did you know that Billy hates shaved pussies?" Lisa said. "He gets extremely turned on with a really hairy bush. My theory is that since he has such an overdeveloped sex drive, his desires must be very much in tune with the primordial urge of man. So what men really want is a hairy bush. What do you say?""Yeah, that makes sense," I said."Ever since Billy has been my patient, I let my bush grow wild. I did it to please him and he loves it. I can't believe that so much hair can grow there. Do you want to see it?"Before I could even react, Lisa pulled down her sweat pants. It was true, her bush was immense and her panties hardly could cover it.Lisa said, "My boyfriend prefers a bald pussy but he understands and is being a good boy. However some of my patients are having a problem with it. For some, everything has to be in control and a bush that grows all over the place disturbs them."As I took a shower later that morning, I pondered about Billy and how someone could keep fucking for six hours on end. What's wrong with me? I shouldn't be thinking about these things. What bothered me most is that I loved the male organ. It was only three weeks ago that I gave a handjob to that very good looking 19 years old kid. But the guilt of what I'd was killing me.As part of my nurse training, I had to administer a sponge bath. One of my patients was a young handsome kid with a well developed body. His arms were broken in an accident. What I did was against the rules, but he requested me so sweetly to help him out. It was my fault, too. The way I treated his genital area when I cleaned him bordered on torturous. How I caressed the underneath of his testicles with the soapy sponge. And that marvelous hard as steel rod of his that I gently stroked up and down. There was no way he could resist. And I wanted to make him come. What a shudder he gave when he finally erupted. Globs and globs of thick white come was all over the place.*Another Wednesday morning rolled by and I'm having coffee with Lisa again."You know that to get Billy started, you have to lie naked on the bed legs wide apart. It's like an offering you're making. It is very sensual," Lisa said."It's so primitive," I commented."It's like when he gets a whiff of your sex and sees those pink lips glistening within the curly hairs, the fun starts," Lisa said.I got so horny thinking about Billy all day. When I returned home from evening classes, I took a shower and came out wearing only my red satin thong and my high heels. With my shoulder length light brown hair and with my perky ample breasts, I knew Barry would not be able to resist. I got down on my knees, pulled out his hardened pecker and nibbled on the head with my tongue and lips. How I wished I was sucking on that 19 years old's pecker instead. Why hadn't I give that kid a blowjob instead of just using my hands? Barry removed the rest of his clothes, pulled down my thong and penetrated me as best he could. We made love but it was unsatisfying. I wanted someone who could keep going and not just fell asleep after he ejaculated. The only words said by Barry were "Why haven't you shaved? You know that I like you totally bald down there."That evening my mother-in-law was very depressed. Her insurance company sent a short note stating that the sex surrogate coverage for Billy would be terminated in three months. With so much psychological evaluations and tests, the insurance company had reluctantly agreed to give coverage four years ago when Billy turned eighteen. With a cost of $630 for each weekly session, Billy needed to relieve his excessive sex drive otherwise he would be out of control, violent and dangerous. Without therapy, the only option was to have him institutionalized where he would be drugged and sedated and end up as a human time bomb. Now Billy had a chance. With his sex drive kept under control, his mental development could be worked on and slowly be improved.Initially Barry and his mother tried to convince the insurance company to change their decision. But all efforts were futile. The insurance company wanted to just cover with strong mind altering drugs for Billy's treatment. Everyone knew that this would be disastrous. The drugs would not stop Billy from going into a rampage and hurt someone. Then it would become a county issue and they would put Billy into a psychiatric ward where he would be sedated and drugged again.Barry suggested that there must be alternatives to find someone to give Billy the much needed sexual release. My mother-in-law wanted to know if he was suggesting the hire of prostitutes. The only problem was that between Barry and his mother, they could only afford a couple hundred dollars a week. With that you couldn't really hire a safe prostitute. There was no way anyone could administer a condom to Billy and no prostitute was going to come back again after a 6-7 hours stint of continuous sex.My husband and my mother-in-law were constantly arguing and at one point with something that my mother-in-law said, Barry had stopped talking to his mother.Lisa was sympathetic to the situation. She suggested that she would work directly without the insurance coverage at a lower price. But even that was not affordable."I'm going to miss that wonderful and primitive fucking," she said after her second to last session."I'm going to miss our Wednesday morning conversation over breakfast," I said.My mother-in-law joined us a few moments later. She didn't go to work today as she was too stressed over her son's problem."I don't know what I am going to do." She started to look much older."Everything's going to be alright," I said. I knew my words sounded hollow.Then my mother-in-law gave me a very strange look. "You know that I suggested to Barry that you perform the sex therapy on Billy and that Lisa here could explain what needed to be done. Barry became so upset he stopped talking to me," she said.I didn't want to give any clue of what I was feeling so I looked down at my slippers. Without control, I began to feel wet that such a thing was even suggested."You know that I will do anything to help. But it would be unfair to Barry and I don't think I can handle it.""Actually the way I see it, there isn't really a choice anymore," my mother-in-law said.I wasn't going to make it easy. "I will consider thinking about it, but it is unfair to put the whole thing on me," I said.Coming home from my classes, I immediately confronted my husband. "Why didn't you tell me that your mother had suggested that I should be Billy's fuck toy?" I said.As I hoped my husband became defensive. "You don't know how upset that suggestion made me. I refused to talk to my mother after that.""Does your mother think I am a slut?" I asked. If only my husband knew how shamelessly I rubbed my hands over that teenage boy's cock."It's just that we don't know what to do," my husband said."Would you be able to accept the fact that your younger brother was fucking your wife?" I was glad that I was wearing my black boot-cut pants so that the wet spot forming between my legs did not show."With Billy, sex is nothing more than a physical act. He lacks the cognitive understanding that what he has naked and willing under him is his brother's wife," Barry said.It has been a while since I gave that certain sly smile to my husband. "Are you talking dirty to me?"Barry believed that it was he that got me so excited and he is partially correct. However my juices were flowing more in anticipation of getting Billy to fuck me. Barry literally ripped off my clothes. He buried his face and tongue into my pussy and I had my legs wrapped around his neck in short order. It has been a long time since Barry went down on me. His tongue flickered everywhere and I came after a long time. Barry didn't mind either that my mound was now covered with a healthy growth of hair.There was no official announcement that I was going to be the replacement sex surrogate. Everyone knew that I would do it. Everyone was afraid if they brought up the topic that I might change my mind.I told them that I would no longer do anymore housework and that they needed to satisfy whatever needs I may have. Barry and his mother did not raise a single objection.After Lisa's last session, I decided to start Billy's therapy the next day. The ideal treatment was to give Billy access to a warm body as much as possible. When Billy knew he could get back on the saddle whenever he wanted, he was all smiles.I undressed quickly in Billy's room hoping that he would appreciate my full grown bush. As Lisa suggested, I laid on his bed, legs wide apart and my glistening pussy thrust up. He muddled around for awhile not noticing me. If somebody walked in now, what a sight I would be. He was all naked. Billy had a very nice physique and his comparatively large and thick penis was bigger than Barry's.Then suddenly with the grace of a cougar, Billy was on top of me his fingers intertwined in mine. His thick member parted my labia clearing the path to my sexuality. Having another man's cock inside me, scrubbing my insides was exhilarating. His movements had an unusual rhythm. It coincided with the sexual rhythm of my body, causing unbelievable sensations unfelt before. I knew then that it would be difficult to enjoy sex with my husband again.Then I reached my first climax of the session. I shuddered and he paused for me to catch my breath. He got off me and deftly positioned me on my side. I turned my head to catch a glimpse of his strong and proud member. Billy lifted my leg and again I felt his strong presence in me. Barry never fucked me in this position and I felt a tingling with every stroke from Billy. My husband's younger brother kept going on and on. I wanted that tingling to keep coming. I felt my insides all melting just wanting that sensation to continue.I moaned audibly. I couldn't stop it. Just as I heard Lisa on occasion, I was sure my husband and his mother were listening at the door. I sounded like a cheap slut and I liked it. When Billy exploded and I felt the gush of cum inside me, I came as well. I couldn't recall how loud I was.Billy and I continued for a few more hours. When it ended, I was so tired that I just slipped on my panties gathered the rest of my clothes and quietly slipped out to my room. My panties were soaked with Billy's warm semen and I plopped straight into my bed."Aren't you going to bathe?" Barry asked."I'm too exhausted," I said. My eyes could barely stay open.I felt Barry's fingers on the elastic of my panties. He was tugging my cum-filled panties down my thighs."What are you doing?" I asked while letting out a big yawn."Since you enjoyed Billy so much, I don't think I am able to get you excited anymore. So I better start getting used to sloppy seconds." Barry said while his head was nudged between my thighs.I drifted off to sleep as my husband lapped up my cum-filled pussy.THE ENDFor my other stories, visit /~nujbaf
insemination.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/insemination.txt	Summer TV generally sucked. It was only the second week of summer vacation and I was already bored out of my mind. We lived way out in the desert, out in the middle of nowhere, ten miles away from the nearest anything, and there was just nothing at all for us to do."Bored much, Tamesin?" asked my twenty-year-old sister, Madison as she walked into the living room. She was home from college for the summer."Yeah, kinda.""Well, turn off the TV for a moment. I've got something I wanted to talk with you about.""Ok." I turned off the television and turned towards my sister as she sat down on the couch next to me. "So what's up?"Madison took a deep breath. "Well. I need your help with something.""Ok.""I'm working on an experiment for my classes.""What kind?""It's a biological experiment."I nodded. She was majoring both biology and psych. "Ok. And?""Well... I plan to get pregnant. I want to have a baby and use certain techniques to raise him or her.""Oh. Ok. Sounds a little weird, but ok." I wasn't at all clear where this was going. "What does this have to do with me?"Looking me in the eye, Madison said, "I want you to be the father."I was happy I was sitting down, or I probably would have fallen over. "What?" I managed to say after three tries."I want you to be the father of my baby.""Uh... ok. There's like a billion things wrong with that," I said. "I'm your brother and I only turned thirteen just last month.""You're a boy, and you're fertile," she said. "Probably, anyhow. At thirteen you'll produce quite a bit of sperm.""Uh... yeah... but, like, if we, you know, had sex, that would be illegal." I blushed at the very thought of it."I wasn't proposing to have sex with you.""Oh." I wasn't sure how to take that now."What I want you to do is to masturbate into a cup. You bring me your sperm, I'll suck it up with these eyedropper-like things, insert them into my vagina and squirt your semen into me. That way I'll get pregnant with your baby.""Oh.""See, there's lots of nonsense out there about inbreeding. It's my hope that I can give birth to a perfectly normal baby, raise it and have it turn out just fine. I won't reveal that my brother fathered the baby until he or she turns eighteen. By then the Statute of Limitations would have expired, assuming there's anything illegal about this, which I'm not sure of.""Oh.""It's my contention," Madison went on, "that a child born of brother/sister parentage will turn out to be better than either. All the best attributes of both for intelligence, looks, personality, etcetera.""Oh.""So what do you say?""Oh.""Something more answer like than that would be nice," Madison pointed out.I shook my head to clear it. "Uh... I don't know, Madison. I mean, this whole thing sounds more than little bit... I don't know. Weird."She nodded. "I understand. You don't have to do it, but it would be very helpful to me. The whole experiment hinges on finding a baby who has a brother and sister for parents and the best way to be sure of that is to get pregnant by you."For some reason, I had a raging hard on. I did my best to ignore and it and decided to stall for time. "Can I have a few days to think about it?""Sure. Try to make up your mind as soon as possible, though. We only have the summer and this won't be the most efficient way of making myself pregnant.""What would be the most efficient way?" I asked distantly."Well, having sex, obviously.""Oh, right." I took a deep breath. "Ok. Look. I need some time to think about this, ok? I'll let you know as soon as I make up my mind.""Fair enough. I'll talk with you later," Madison said as she stood up and walked from the room.There was no way I could sort this out easily, especially given the distraction of my very hard penis. I spent all day trying hard to figure out what to do. Finally I ended up retiring to my bedroom, hoping that I could lay down and think about this without any distractions.As I laid there on my bed, I thought about all the possibilities. It might be really cool to have a baby with my sister. It would kind of suck that I would be a father without getting laid, but still. None of my other friends had done anything similar.While I thought about this, I reached down and unzipped my pants, reaching inside to extract my penis and stroking it slowly while thinking. It was a mind-blowing idea. The more I thought about it, the more that I liked it. Could I really say yes?My orgasm hit me by surprise while I pictured my sister pregnant with my baby. I had barely enough time to get my hand under my penis and catch a handful of sperm before it all splattered onto me. Moving awkwardly and pulling up my pants without spilling any of my sperm, I made my way out into the hall and knocked on my sister's door.She opened it. "Oh, hey, Tamesin. What's up?""Uh... I got something for you." Rather awkwardly and feeling very embarrassed, I held out my spermy hand."Is that...?" She leaned close. "It is! Hold still!"Madison vanished into her room and came back with what looked like, and probably was, an eyedropper. She used that to suck up as much of my sperm as she could."Thanks, Tamesin," she said, giving me a little hug. "Next time try to get it in a cup, ok?" She handed me a small plastic sleeve full of cups."Yeah, ok. When will we know when you're pregnant?""Well, I'll be doing pregnancy tests pretty often. I'll let you know what happens each time, ok?""Ok.""Ideally," she continued, "we'll need to be doing this a couple times each day.""Ok. I think I can manage that.""Great!" Madison gave me another hug. "Well, I have to get busy. See ya, and thanks!" She shut her door.I stood there for a few seconds and then went back to my bedroom, mind swimming with thoughts about what Madison was doing right now.* * The next couple weeks crept past. Twice each day, once in the morning and once at night, I would masturbate into a cup and bring it to my sister. She'd take my sperm, disappear into her bedroom and do her thing. Hopefully we'd know soon if it had worked.One morning just as I was getting ready to jerk off, there was a little knock at my bedroom door. Opening it, I saw Madison standing there."Hey, sis. What's up?""Well, Tamesin, I just took a pregnancy test."My heart skipped a little. "And?" I asked carefully."I'm not pregnant yet.""Oh." I wasn't sure how to feel."Don't worry, I'm sure we'll make this work," she said, patting me on the shoulder."So why hasn't it worked yet?""Well... it's possible that too much of the sperm is dying or becoming inactive in the time you ejaculate to the time I get it inside my vagina. Two or three minutes might not sound like much, but it can make a difference.""Ok.""So what we need to do is somehow decrease the amount of time. And to that end, I have an idea.""Oh?"Madison nodded. "What I'm wanting to do is this: next time you masturbate, I'll be in the room with you, and I'll just be wearing a bathrobe. That way when you climax, I can get the sperm and get it inside me all within less than a minute.""So, you're going to be here while I'm jerking off?" I wasn't too sure about this idea.Madison shrugged. "I think it's the best way to get this done.""And you'll put my sperm in you while you're in here?""Yes."I thought about that. "That might be interesting to see.""You're welcome to watch if you want. I can hardly say no, seeing as it's your sperm that's going to be going into me.""Yeah." Despite my misgivings my penis had hardened up considerably. "Ok. Do you want to do this right now?""Let me go get my stuff. I'll be right back." Madison was gone and returned in less than two minutes. Once she was back in my room she said, "Alright, I'm ready when you are," and sat down on the chair at my desk.Blushing and feeling really shy, I got on my bed and pulled the blanket up over my body. I then reached into my boxers and pulled out my hard penis, giving it a couple tugs.Madison was sitting there, watching me. This put me off my game."Uh... would you mind... like... turning around or something?""Oh! Sure, sorry." She turned around and faced the wall, taking a book off my desk and looking through it.I closed my eyes and tried to forget that my sister was here as I began masturbating a little more. The blanket was making a rhythmic rustling noise as I beat off, but I tried my best to ignore that, hoping Madison wouldn't hear it.I tried my best to get off, but it just wasn't working. Finally I had to give up. I sat back with an annoyed sigh."What's wrong?" Madison asked."I just can't... you know... with you in here," I said, feeling like a dork."Oh... well, I have an idea.""What?"Madison sat back and propped her legs up on either arm of the chair, lifting and spreading them as she did so. She had only a skirt on and, I knew now, no panties. I was looking at my first ever real life vagina."Holy shit," I muttered."Does this help?" she asked, smiling a little as she took a finger and rubbed it along her slit."Yeah... hell, yeah!" I said, grabbing hold of my penis and stroking as fast as I could, no longer caring if my sister saw."You should pull back the blanket," she said. "That way you won't get any sperm on it.""Ok." I pulled the blanket back, exposing my hard penis to my sister for the first time, and leaving me basically naked, since all I was wearing were boxers that were pulled down. I began jerking as fast as I could, knowing that now I would have no trouble cumming. Seconds later, I let out a low moan and my penis seemed to explode, sperm shooting out all over my bare chest and hand."Wonderful!" my sister said, hoping down from the chair and coming over to me. "Now hold still." She took one of the little eyedroppers and held it against my stomach, sucking up some of my sperm. She did the same with another one and then sat back down, spreading her legs wide.Now my eyes went about as wide as Madisons legs did, as I watched her insert one of the eyedroppers into her vagina and give it a squeeze. She followed suit with the second one and then sat back looking pleased."Alrighty," my sister said, giving me a happy smile. "With any luck, I'll be pregnant in a few minutes.""Cool," I whispered, somewhat overwhelmed by the thought.Madison walked over and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later tonight," she said as she walked off.As for me, I laid back with a stupid little grin on my face, my penis still slightly hard as I thought about my sister being pregnant by me and as I thought about how cool it had been to see her vagina. * Another couple weeks went past, me ejaculating every day and watching my sister suck it up into the eyedropper for another round of attempted impregnation. Each time she did it I had the joy of watching her stick something into her vagina. She didn't always masturbate with me, but at least I got to see my sperm going into her.Finally the day of the next pregnancy test came up. I waited impatiently outside the bathroom while my sister did her thing. After a few minutes she came out with a little frown on her face.I drooped a little. "Not pregnant?""No.""I'm sorry," I said, feeling somehow responsible for my sperm not doing their job. Get to work, guys! I wanted to shout."That's ok, we'll just keep trying," Madison said, giving me a little kiss on the cheek. "You up for it right now?""Hell, yeah.""Good. Let's go."It wasn't too much longer after the conversation that I had yet another orgasm while my sister watched and waited. It wasn't the best orgasm I'd ever had, but it certainly wasn't bad. I laid back and watched as she sucked up my sperm with her two eyedroppers. Suddenly an idea occurred to me."Hey, Madison, wait a second," I said as she was getting ready to put the eyedropper into her vagina."What?""Can I..." I blushed a little, despite the fact that I was currently naked, laying on top of my bed with some remnants of sperm on my stomach while my semi-naked sister was sitting across from me with two eyedroppers of semen ready to stick into her vagina. "Would you mind... I mean... can I... like... put it in you?""The sperm?""Yeah.""Uh... well, sure, I guess." She handed me the eyedroppers and said, "Here, let me lay on your bed. It'll be easier that way.""Ok."I moved aside as my sister got comfy on my bed. Once she was settled she spread her legs high and wide and said, "Ok. You think you know where it goes?""I think so." Shaking a little I reached out and poked the first eyedropper against what I thought was the right place. "Here?""Yes."Very slowly I began to insert the eyedropper, thinking how cool it was to see it sliding into Madison's vagina. Once it was all the way inside I gave it a little squeeze, seeing my sperm shoot up into her. It was way cool. I did this again with the second one and by the time I was done my penis was massively hard again."That was sweet," I said, sitting back a little."Glad you liked it." Madison smiled at me.I looked down at my penis. "Uh... if you want, I can give you some more right now?"Madison laughed. "Let's save it for later tonight, ok?""Ok."She sat up and gave me a little hug. "I'll see you later!" she said, gathering up her things and heading back to her bedroom. * *For another month Madison and I continued this little ritual. Now things were getting a little more tense, however, since there were only three weeks before she had to go back to college. We were both very hopeful that her next pregnancy test would show a plus rather than a minus."Negative."No such luck."Damnit!" I said, feeling annoyed."Don't worry," Madison said, putting her hand on my shoulder. "We'll make this work. I have a little idea to try. I'll meet you in your bedroom in a couple minutes.""Ok."I went to my bedroom and got naked, laying on top of my bed, idly stroking my penis and wondering what Madison's plans were.When she came into my room, my sister was wearing a bathrobe. She said, "Ok, here's the idea. The problem is probably a matter of too much of your sperm dying before I get it into my vagina. So I'm thinking that what I'll do is lay on my back and when you get ready to cum, you hold your penis right up against the entrance to my vagina. That way your sperm should go directly from you into me without any problems.""Oh!" I thought about this. "Uh... sure, ok."Madison pulled the bathrobe off and was now entirely naked. I'd seen her vagina more times than I could count, but hadn't ever seen her breasts before. If I hadn't already had a major hard on, this certainly would have given me one. She laid on my bed next to me."Right, now get between my legs as you masturbate. Then when you're about to cum, just move really close and put your penis right here," she said, spreading her vagina open and showing me the small hole I'd gotten familiar with lately."Ok."I crouched between my sister's legs and stared directly at her vagina as I started masturbating. It was a beautiful view! As I masturbated I thought about how incredibly cool it was that I might, with any luck, be a father in nine months as a result of our activities! Wow!These thoughts, as they often did, drove me ever closer to an orgasm. As I felt it building up, I whispered to Madison, "I'm gonna cum soon...""Quick, put it right here!" my sister said, holding her vagina wide open.I moved forward, touching the tip of my penis to her wetness. I pushed slightly, just enough for a little bit of the tip to go in, and then started cumming harder than I'd ever cum before. I my best to keep myself steady, hoping that enough of my sperm would get inside my sister to make a difference.When I was done cumming, I sat back, a tiny string of semen connecting the tip of my penis to my sister's vagina. It snapped eventually. I saw just a tiny bit of sperm leaking out of her, but not a great deal. I hoped most of it had ended up inside."Do you think it worked?" I asked as I sat back on my knees."I hope so!" Madison said, continuing to lay on her back, letting my sperm flow into her body. "I think it probably helped, at least. Much more of your sperm should have survived the trip this time.""Cool." I looked at her vagina and pictured my little boys swimming. "It's really kind of... awesome to think about, you know?""Yeah."I laid down next to her. "What are you going to do with the baby once it's born?"Madison shrugged. "I'll raise it and take good care of it. No one will know who the father is until the baby is eighteen, and then you'll get the credit you deserve." She smiled at me."Cool." I grinned back."I hope if it's a boy he winds up looking like you," Madison said, smiling at me."Really?""Yeah. You're a good looking boy." She ran her fingers down my bare chest. "Especially when you're naked."I giggled a little. "You're pretty nice naked, too."Madison let her hand drift down my body. She let it come to a rest on my still hard penis. She'd never touched me there before. As she gave it a couple slow strokes, she said, "It's very nice thinking that because of this, I'll have a baby."I let out the breath I'd been holding since she touched me. "Yeah...""Tamesin?""Yeah?""You think you can cum again?""Like now? Yeah.""Well... get between my legs again. We can try something else." My sister's voice had an odd quality to it."Ok." I got up and knelt between her legs, looking down at her vagina. "Now what?""Put your penis against my vagina again.""Ok." I did so."Now..." Madison reached up and put her hands on my shoulders, tugging me down towards her. "Lower yourself down a little.""Uh... ok." I lowered my body down on top of my sister. It was hard to keep my penis positioned just right, though. I started feeling an odd sensation around the tip. "Uh... Madison?" I asked, putting two and two together as I felt a strange, warm wetness work itself around the tip of my penis and then slowly along the shaft."Shhh...""But I think I'm-"She put her fingers on my lips. "Shhh...""But... I'm going into you..." I whispered."I know..." she said, pulling me closer."Oh, god," I whispered, feeling the last bit of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis sliding into place deep inside my sister's tight twenty-year-old vagina. My sister and I locked eyes as my pubic hair merged with hers. Sparks of pleasure were shooting from my penis and going out all over my body. I'd never felt anything so amazing! I was actually inside a girl!"What do you think?" Madison asked me quietly. I could feel her heart beating fast inside her chest."I think... I... oh, it's wonderful...""You think you can... move it around a little...?""Yeah..." I flexed my hips, feeling my penis move slightly inside my sister's vagina. It felt good, so I kept doing it. It was sweet.Under me, Madison was moving around, wrapping her legs around my waist, moaning a little and shivering with pleasure. She started whispering into my ear, "Fuck me, little brother... fuck me... give me a baby... fuck me..."I began fucking as fast as I could, trying hard not to slip out of Madison. Hearing her talk like that, realizing that I was actually fucking a girl and that I might get, I hoped, get her pregnant, was so fantastic I couldn't believe it.Soon my thrusts became very rapid and short. I started breathing very, very hard as the pleasure swept over my young body. Then I let out a grunt of pure joy as my penis began firing off inside my sister's heavenly vagina. I fired off several hard blasts of sperm into her.As soon as I was done cumming, I fell on top of her, totally overwhelmed by everything I'd experienced, my sister gently stroking my hair and whispering, "You did good, little brother... you did real good..."We fucked every chance we had after that. Almost every time we did it, I was on top of her, the logic being that my sperm would have a better chance of getting her pregnant that way. I didn't really care too much at this point. All I knew is that I was getting as much sex as any young boy could hope for.My sister eventually went back to school. She took the last pregnancy test while she was there. She told me in a very excited phone call that it had been positive. A little chill went through my body as she told me that I was going to be a father in a few months.Now a year has gone by since my sister first asked me the favor. Our baby daughter was born a couple months ago. She's healthy, happy and doing well as is Madison. I don't know exactly how the baby will turn out in the long run, and it does feel kind of weird to be a father at my age, but I knew that with Madison taking care of her everything would, hopefully, work out ok in the end.ENDCopyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.Pregnancy has been a subject much on my mind lately. I'm not sure why. Writing all these stories have stirred up a great many memories about my own past and my sexual encounters with my sister. I still don't know if her oldest son is actually mine or not, but I think he probably is.So, anyway, like usual, please send me any and all feedback and requests for my FAQ to [email protected] ! Thanks! ^_^~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 30
bedroom2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/bedroom2.txt	At 6:30am the alarm woke Jennifer Bracken from an incredibly refreshing sleep. The sunlight spread across her bed and warmed her body. As she lay there she recalled the events of the previous night. She still had a hard time believing that she had purposely stripped, oiled her body and masturbated in plain sight of the boy who cut her grass. Fifteen year old Tommy had seen her as no other man had. Not even her husband Mark had seen her make herself cum.At 12:30 Tommy Willis's mother yelled at him to get out of bed. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He too, thought of last night. Images of lovely Ms Bracken's oiled naked body laying on the bed, hips bucking in the throws of an intense orgasm. An erection rose quickly. He fought the urge to jack off. He wanted to be fully charged for tonight. Opening the nightstand drawer he pulled out a baggie with small vial inside. It was a vile of firsts. The first chance to touch and kiss a bare breast, slide a tongue between pussy lips and taste, and the feel of them wrapped tightly around his cock. For the first time his load would end up where it was supposed to be.He shook the sleepiness out of his head, got dressed without showering and headed out to Burger King to cook fries for the next 6 hours. It would take forever to become nightfall.Jennifer sat behind her computer monitor barely able to concentrate the entire day. One minute she felt stupid and perverse for her actions and the next minute she wanted to slide her fingers inside her panties. She couldn't figure out what turned her on about being watched. Its not like she wanted to become a stripper or anything.Later that day she found her answer. From her cubicle she had been observing the office when one of the new young interns came into the office with some papers and stepped into her manager Lou's office. Missy, A pretty girl, she beamed proudly as she placed the papers on his desk and proceeded to point out some things on the papers. Lou, a forty-something man looked at the numbers and then something else. Although her vantage point was twenty feet away, Jennifer watched as the Lou's gaze turned from the papers to Missy's chest. Dressed conservatively her blouse still gapped as she leaned and Lou was taking a good long gaze down her shirt at her hanging titties. Moments after Missy left his office, he closed his door for five minutes. It was then when she realized what a thrill it was for guys to see what they weren't supposed to see, and it was thrilling her to let them see. Well Tommy anyway.It was 9:30pm and Mark had just left, as usual. Jennifer had already confirmed Tommy's presence via a pair of binoculars from the darkened guestroom. She could easily see his movements in the cramped tree fort. She was already wet. She had also opened the second french door in the bathroom, giving a better view for Tommy. For some reason she even cleaned up the room and vacuumed. It was all her nervous energy.Barely able to contain himself Tommy tried to remain calm. From his perch he watched Mark leave and knew the show was coming. As soon as her tea was done in the microwave he would slip in his potion while she was still in the shower. He was glad to see that Jennifer didn't leave the house tonight and things seemed normal again.As always, his heart jumped when the bedroom light came on. He was pleasantly surprised to see both bathroom doors open. He watched as Jennifer pulled out a bag from next to the bed. God, she was gorgeous, perfect tan lines, beautiful smile, sexy walk. She dumped some clothes onto the bed and picked up a tiny top. Tommy smiled, "Bikini's, nice!." For the next 15 minutes he watched without blinking as the lovely Ms. Bracken stripped off her clothes and tried on at least five different suits. "You're killing me here Ms. B" he murmured as he fought off the incredible urge to jerk off. The last bikini was the smallest by far and Jennifer seemed to be concerned about some hair showing. She stripped off the suit and disappeared into the bathroom.Jennifer leaned back against the bathroom wall out of view of the window. Her fingers went right to her clit. She knew Tommy had to have cum already, his load splattering against the tree fort walls. Her knees trembled as she quickly came. Quickly regaining her composure she opened the shower door and grabbed her razor and shave gel. Then back in view of the window, she sat on the edge of the tub, spread her legs slightly and began applying the gel to the edges of her pubic hair.Once again Tommy found himself blown away by Jennifer. He zoomed in as best he could, watching every small careful stroke of the razor. When Jennifer put one foot up on the tub edge for better access he could swear he could see her pussy lips part slightly. When she was done she had left only a narrow strip of hair above her slit. "I hope you don't mind if the pussy examiner takes a closer look at that later? I didn't think so." He laughed to himself.Jennifer stood up and admired her work. She fought the urge to look at the window as she knew eyes were trained on her. She wondered if he had cum a second time. Wrapping a towel around her she went downstairs and popped her teacup in the microwave and headed back up to shower. Under the steaming beads of water Jennifer made herself cum again. She had done her job well, she knew she had satisfied her voyeur.Or so she thought.She hardly gave it a second thought that the microwave clock showed 10:05 rather than 'DONE' as it usually read when finished. By the time she thought about again in a minute she couldn't be sure what it had read. She shrugged her shoulders and picked up the phone and dialed her sister. As she spoke she cleaned up the kitchen and closed and locked the sliding door. The warm breeze had felt nice blowing through the house.Tommy watched and waited. When she locked the sliding door that he had used to get in the kitchen he smirked. "Don't forget about the back garage door. I think somehow it unlocked itself."As Jennifer chatted with her sister her mood about her actions changed and she again felt slutty and swore to herself that this couldn't possibly go on. She soon finished her call and her tea and sat on her couch clutching her robe closed tightly and wished Mark was home. She also began to feel funny.She headed upstairs and sat down on her bed. Maybe she'd just close her eyes for a few minutes until the dizziness passed.Tommy watched her as she lay back on the bed. When thirty excruciating minutes passed without the slightest movement he slowly climbed down the tree. His knees were shaking, his cock was hard.When the alarm went off at 6:30am Jennifer woke with a start. She had a slight headache but more than that she had a weird feeling about her. Her body tingled and she rubbed herself all over. When her hand reached her pussy she realized it felt like it was, crusty. She pulled off her panties and sat up. The little hair that she had left on her mound was matted down. It was as though Mark was home and had fucked her. She put on her robe and called for Mark. There was no answer. She took a long hot shower to wake herself up. Maybe she had masturbated before going to sleep. She couldn't remember. When she finished drying off she went back to the bedroom to get dressed for work. As she stepped into the bedroom she looked down and froze in her tracks.Indented in the freshly vacuumed carpet were large sneaker footprints. She only noticed them because the low angle of the sun through the window gave even the tinniest ridges a shadow. That's when she realized that Tommy Willis had been in the room. Somehow he had snuck into the house, drugged her, stripped her, took out his fat cock and fucked her.Tommy sat in front of his computer and began to download images to his screen. Images of pretty, perfectly tanned, innocent Jennifer Bracken filled the screen. At first dressed, then an agonizingly slow sequence of clothing removal. Eventually full screen images of Jennifer totally naked appeared. Close ups of her face, her tits, her ass and finally her cunt. He took at least two dozen shots of her pussy, spreading her legs wide for some, his finger inserted for another. Tommy couldn't help but whack off.Jennifer didn't mention a thing to Mark as they spent their brief 15 "Hi I'm home", "Hi I gotta leave" minutes in the morning. She knew she would get no work done today.As Tommy watched the images scroll by on his screen he replayed last nights scenario in his head. He remembered how beautiful Jennifer looked, how peaceful, how innocent. All aggressiveness was gone. After he had removed all her clothes and photographed every inch of her body he stripped and lay next to her. He felt big and fat seeing his bloated white body next to her trim fit figure. He knew he would never have a girl like this so he was going to enjoy it now.Jennifer had never budged when he had massaged her tits and then sucked on them. He spent forever kissing every square inch of flesh. He spread her legs and clumsily licked her pussy, noting how her titties jiggled slightly with any movement.Tucked away in her cubicle Jennifer sat in disbelief of what must have happened. This had gotten so far out of hand it was scary. She pictured Tommy's large body on top of her pumping away until he released his load inside of her. Jennifer sat ashamed at the fact that she was now wet with excitement. The image returned again and again.Tommy's hard-on wilted slightly when he thought of how long it took him to get his cock inside her and when he had worked it in he had starting cumming before he even got a chance to fuck. His smile returned as well as the stiffness to his cock when he thought how easily it slipped inside her twenty minutes later. How incredible it was to fuck someone. As he thought of his two loads inside her he was about to cum."What the fuck are you doing? you little shit!"It was Tommy's 17-year-old brother Jake home unexpectedly. Being quite muscular he easily tossed Tommy out of his seat. "What have we got here?" He began flipping through the images on the screen.Jennifer's rational seemed all but lost. How could she not be freaked out by what happened? Why was she turned on? She put herself in Tommy's shoes. If seeing her naked would cause such a thrill how incredibly exhilarating it must have been for him to have fucked her. Even as she sat there some of his cum was still inside her. It felt so good to feel so dirty. She only wished she could have watched it. At the same moment her phone rang.Five minutes later she hung up the phone. Mark had just informed her that his dad would be coming the next day for a short visit. He would of course be bringing Bently, his intimidating but brainless Rotweiler. She sighed as she knew that would be the end of Tommy's nightly viewing as Bently liked to sleep outside. That was okay she thought, she had taken this far too deep and this would be a quick and easy end to it.Her thoughts turned to Tommy. Again she wished she could have watched it. Then a terribly wicked idea formed in her pretty little head. She still had one more night. But would Tommy be coming back again?It was 9:30 and Mark kissed her goodbye. She reassured him that his dad's visit was fine, he was a nice old man and she'd feel safer with ol Bently around. Mark smiled and left.Jennifer slowly climbed the stairs and turned on the bedroom light. Stepping out of the sight of the window she walked to the closet. She had already placed the video camera on the upper shelf. Reaching up she pressed the record button. The image of her bed flashed on the view screen. She adjusted the picture and zoomed in slightly. Carefully then she placed some clothes around it, virtually hiding it from sight.Her mind was running like a freight train. She still had many chances to change her mind. She popped her cup in the microwave and looked at the screen door. She left it unlocked. Maybe he wasn't even here tonight. As she stepped in the shower she knew he was. Was she really going to allow this to happen? She had never been into sex that much and was always looked upon as the good girl, but she had to see his look, his reaction, his pure enjoyment that he got from using her body. She loved that phrase, using her body.As Jennifer approached the microwave she knew he'd been there. The microwave read 9:58 instead of DONE. She didn't call her sister, just took out the cup, sat down at the table and looked at it. Five minutes later, it was empty.At first she thought that maybe there wasn't anything in it, but when she stood up a wave of dizziness fell over her. At that moment she panicked. She had to make it upstairs, if she passed out down here he might just fuck her on the couch. The dizziness passed for a moment and she quickly made it upstairs.She wanted to look sexy as hell without looking slutty. The best way would be to lay a pair of old pajamas on the bed as though she was going to wear those but never had a chance to put them on. She knew Tommy would get a kick out of the tiny thong panties and cropped tee-shirt she wore under her robe.She laid down on the bed and smiled knowing that she couldn't turn back now if she tried. She fell asleep thinking about what she might see on the tape.It would be nothing that she had ever expected.She almost screamed when she felt a hand on her. It was Mark. She looked at the clock. It was 7:30, she had slept through the alarm. He laughed and said he could tell she was tired as she had never even gotten her pj's on. "I think you've been drooling too." He then said something about being starving and was going to eat something while she showered. She watched as he stepped out of the room.The next thing she noticed was the pain. Her tits hurt, her thighs hurt, her pussy hurt and god her ass burned. What had Tommy done to her? She staggered out of bed and stumbled to the closet. She popped out the tape and hid in the pocket of an old winter coat. She then shut the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror. A thick crusty white streak ran from the corner of her mouth down her neck. She removed her robe and massaged her breasts. Her nipples were red and sore. As she looked downward she almost cried out when she saw the large bruises on the inside of her thighs. Again her bush was matted and tiny white streaks ran down her leg. She quickly got the shower going and cleaned herself.By lunchtime she felt better although it was a little uncomfortable sitting. As the day wore on she became more and more curious of what was on the tape. At some point Mark called and said he was heading out to the train station to pick up Dad. Jennifer quickly replied that she was getting out early and would meet them home later.At 3pm Jennifer shut off the car and flew up the stairs to the bedroom. Mark would be at least an hour so yet. She pulled out the tape and popped it in the VCR. She pulled off her pants, blouse and bra and laid back on the bed. Zipping past the beginning she got to the part where she fell asleep. Her fingers were already in her wet pussy as she prepared to watch herself get raped. What the hell had happened to her?After 5 minutes of watching herself sleeping she began to zip in short bursts until she saw something enter the frame. It was Tommy alright. He sat on the bed next to her and opened her robe. He leaned over and kissed her belly. He then lifted her tiny crop top up exposing her titties. He then leaned over and began sucking them, his hand cupping her pussy.Jennifer watched transfixed as the surreal scene unfolded on the TV. She had to pull her hand away from herself as not to cum just yet.Tommy then slowly and carefully pulled down her panties and then licking his fingers he spread her lips and rubbed her clit. He then stood up and took off his pants. His stocky legs were sunburnt below the knee and white as milk above. She could see his short fat cock standing at attention. He then kneeled on the bed between her spread legs and shortly thereafter he was laying on her, fucking her. Her body seemed to disappear beneath him, only her tanned legs and arms were visible under the disgusting, rocking mound of flesh.Jennifer's fingers were deep inside her again in anticipation of his orgasm. It was so hard to believe that that body was on top of her just last night. She heard him moaning and watched as came inside her. Jennifer came too, moaning loudly herself. Then something odd occurred. Tommy climbed off of her, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, wiped her pussy clean, put her panties back on, pulled down her shirt and closed her robe. He then got up and a second later shut off the light.Her pussy still tingled and she continued to rub it slowly as she tried to make sense of the scene. It was such as slow gentle fuck it couldn't have left those marks, not to mention the pain. Something else must have happened. She zipped through forty five minutes of blackness when suddenly the light flicked back on again. Jennifer almost dropped the controller.Tommy had walked in the room, but was followed by someone else. Someone larger, well tanned and muscular. Then she heard his voice."Fuckin unbelievable!" The larger boy she barely recognized as Tommy's older brother Jake who had accompanied him the first day last year. She watched Jake walk over to the bed next to her. "You sure the bitch ain't gonna wake up?" Tommy replied softly. "No, not a chance."Jake undid her robe and flipped it open revealing Jennifer's scantily clad body. "holy Shit! She's fuckin smokin!" He then turned and grabbed Tommy's shirt collar. "You sure you didn't fuck her tonight?" Tommy replied meekly, "N-no, no I didn't.""Good, now get the fuck outta here!" He shoved Tommy out the door. "And make sure there's a cold beer for me later!"What followed on the tape, Jennifer could hardly believe. Jake began exploring her body, stripping her naked. He grabbed her tits and began pinching her nipples. "Nice nips, but they could be bigger fer sure." Jennifer winced as she watched him pinch and pull at her tits. After exploring her body for a few minutes Jake pulled off his shorts revealing a rather large cock. For a moment Jennifer marveled at his naked body. Then she watched as he pulled her head to the side of the bed put his cock to her lips. "How about a little taste of cock, babe?" He laughed. He positioned her body on her back and placed a pillow behind her head. Jennifer then watched in horror fascination as he mounted her chest, opened her mouth and began to face fuck her.A few minutes later he climbed off her upset. "Goddammit bitch I hope you suck better when you're awake" He then spit on his fingers and started finger fucking her hard. "But I'll bet you're still a good fuck!" He then put her ankles on his shoulders and his cock at her hole. Again Jennifer watched her body disappear, her tiny feet pointing to the ceiling. For the next ten minutes he pounded relentlessly into her until finally with a loud grunt he pulled out of her and crawled up to her face. Kneeling above her face he stroked his cock hard with his right hand and held her mouth open with the left. He then began spraying cum into her mouth and on her face. "Mmmm, tastes good huh?." He wiped his cock clean on her lips then left her spread eagled on the bed as he left the room.Jennifer had already cum twice more as she watched the brutal pounding she got. Never had she been fucked so hard, how good that must have felt. She had a feeling it wasn't over yet. She was right. She zipped for twenty minutes until Jake re-appeared.After tugging on her tits again he rolled her over and pulled her back on her knees so her ass stuck up into the air. Jennifer refused to believe what she thought he was going to do. Using some her own lotion he got from the dresser he began to work his finger inside her ass. He then put some lotion on his cock and then slowly worked it into her ass. Jennifer had of course never been ass fucked, never even let Mark go near there, it was just not right. Now she watched aghast as Jake had a grip on her hips and was plunging his cock into her tiny hole. Fortunately he came quickly and again let her limp body alone on the bed like a rag doll. A few minutes later Tommy came in, cleaned her up, dressed her and put her in bed. She heard him whisper, "I'm really sorry about that." He then kissed her cheek and left.Jennifer had no time to think about things as Mark was due home soon. She was glad now for the company as she became frightened of what might happen next. She didn't want to get drugged again and thought Jake might come back with friends and rape her whether she was asleep or not. She liked how she made Tommy's fantasy come true and even though it got her off watching Jake fuck the shit out of her, it didn't turn her on in the same way. Jake was violent, Tommy was innocent.That night, since Mark was home Jennifer gave him a surprise. As usual he was dead tired but she was hot so she went down on him and sucked his cock greedily as never before. She had never let him cum in her mouth before so he was shocked when he moaned he impending orgasm and tried to pull out. Jennifer just sucked harder and let the hot streams of cum fill her mouth. She wondered what Mark would think if he knew only 24 hours before her mouth was filled with someone else's cum.The next few days were nice. Bently spent most of the time outside and would bark at anything. She knew Tommy had been scared off the first night when Bently went nuts barking on the end of his rope. Maybe some other time Tommy she thought to herself, maybe not. Tommy didn't seem so innocent anymore.Mark's dad Henry was nice too, shy, friendly, soft spoken. Always had something nice to say about Jennifer. At 67 he had been a widower for a ten years and Jennifer can only remember once meeting a wrinkled old woman friend of his. She felt sorry for him. Did men his age want women their own age or did they still crave young women? Jennifer recalled the events in her office with Missy and her manager. She began to wonder if given the opportunity would Henry take a quick peek down her shirt. She knew she had the power to give the old man a chance to see a fresh young body, nude. She knew just how wrong that was but oh how the tempting thought overpowered her the next few days.She knew she would give in...Continued in Chapter 3...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 24
redeyeflight.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/redeyeflight.txt	It's a redeye flight out of Toronto. I've got to get to Vancouver for an AM meeting. As I climb onto the plane in my slacks and dress shirt I get directed to the middle of the first class section. The plane is very empty and the stewardesses are all half asleep. I catch you out of the corner of my eye sitting a row back and across the aisle. Your perfectly smooth legs crossed under your neat black skirt, crisp white blouse and some very hot glasses. I think to myself how sexy you look, and how I think I can see a hint of a black bra under the shirt.The plane takes off and the lights go dim. I would sleep, but I don't seem to be able to. I pull out my laptop and get under then blanket and start watching a movie. A minute or so later I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to discover your piercing stare as you stand beside me. "Excuse me, do you mind if I watch with you? There is nothing good showing on the TV's and I haven't seen this." You bite your bottom lip as you finish the question. How could I say no to this? I motion for you to take a seat next to me. I grab another blanket from the overhead and we resume watching the movie.Since the screen is facing me predominantly you have to almost snuggle up against me to watch properly. Perhaps a bit of my own doing. At this angle I can clearly see down your top, and my suspicions of a black bra are confirmed. Lacey and nearly shear I am hard instantly. The smell of your perfume isn't helping either. At one point I think you catch me looking, but you say nothing, and just snuggle in deeper. As you snuggle in you become more relaxed and a hand that was resting on my arm slowly starts to slide down my arm as you begin to fall asleep. You hand accidently falls into my lap, onto my already pulsating cock. I look down at you, as your eyes flutter and you realize what you're touching. Then you start to rub it over my pants and look up at me. "What have we here?" you mutter under your breath as your hand becomes more exploratory. Trying to decipher exactly what sort of meat you have found.I reach my hand across and pull your face into an intense kiss. It's starts off slow, but then becomes increasingly intense. I take my hand away and pull the covers up closer to our faces. As soon as the covers are up I go straight for your perfect tits. I undo your blouse and place my hands firmly up against the taught lace. Feeling the delicate texture against your heaving mounds, your erect nipples already teasing me through the fabric. You take this as an invitation to do some exploring of your own. You unzip my pants and fish your hands through my pants and boxes and pull out my throbbing cock. You stroke your hand across the smooth skin and begin to message me up and down. I slide my hand under you bra and begin to thumb your nipple. Pulling at it, making it stand even more at attention.You begin to moan softly between kisses. The soft cooing in my ear only turns me on more. I take my hand away from your breast and burry it between your legs. As I slide I up your thigh. I'm expecting to find a matching pair of panties, but when I creep up and begin to feel the short moist hairs my cock nearly explodes. I bury my fingers inside you and feel the moisture drip down my fingers. Your moaning grows a bit more vocal as I message your G spot in a com-hither motion. I whisper into your ear "if you don't keep it down we're going to get caught" as I keep going hard with my fingers. "Well perhaps you need to put something in my mouth to keep me quiet" you retort, as you bury your head beneath the covers.You begin licking the precum off the tip, swirling your tongue around and around. Then you lick up the shaft several times like and ice-cream before sliding your mouth over me. I keep my fingers inside you, and draw them out every now and then to taste you. The sweet nectar is enough to make me cum right then, and you playing with my balls is virtually all I can take. I draw your head from beneath the covers and kiss you again. You can taste yourself off my lips and the desire dances through your eyes. "I need to take you." I say out of breath. I zip up my pants and walk to the bathroom. I enter and leave the door unlocked. It's not long before you're in there. Before you can say a word the door is locked and I'm kissing you again. You're pressed up against the door and I've pinned your arms above your head. I've lifted your skirt up and inserted my fingers again. Before you can moan twice I've turn you around and bended you over the sink. I've pulled your skirt up and bend down so I can get a good direct taste. I've got two fingers messaging your clit as I run my tongue slowly and deliberately up and down your slit, not wanting to loss a single drop. My free hand gets my cock out of my pants as I lick up your pussy and stand behind you and slam my cock in to the hilt. Your moan is slow and deliberate, you're trying to turn me on more. I lean forward and play with your tits with one hand and your clit with another. You whisper under your breath "I want you to cum". I grunt back "you first". I slap your ass playfully and quicken my pace. The rubbing of your clit gets more vigorous and I begin pinching your nipples more roughly. Your panting becomes more rapid as I continue slamming you faster and faster. I can feel you contract around my cock as you moan softly and deeply. The clenching drives me over the edge and I fill you with my cum. So much so that it drips down your leg.I sit down and put myself together and you readjust your skirt and catch the drip down your leg with your index finger. You bring it to your lips and taste our combined sex and moan again. We exit the bathroom and go back to our movie for the rest of the flight. As we exit the plane I ask where you are staying. "The Park Hyatt," your reply. "Me too, did you want to meet up for a drink the lobby around 6 tonight?" "How about I bring a bottle of wine to your room?" It is so on.ENDI most prefer to write to actual people based on requests. Please feel free to contact me and we can exchange requests and writings. [email protected]
me.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/me.txt	My husband and I arrived at the party fashionably late. John made the usual mock groans at having to wait for me to primp and preen. He stopped even pretending when he saw the results. I stepped out of the bathroom dressed in a white dress. The dress was a bit summery for this time of year, but even when it's cold outside, people tend to overheat their homes here. I figured I could keep a jacket on if I get cold. I'm not thin but not heavy. I'm told I wear my weight well. I must admit that I took longer than usual since I had a new hairstyle that I really wasn't sure I liked. It reminded me too much of something from the '80's. It was short enough to reveal my neck and curly dark red with blond highlights. It was perky and I thought I pulled it off well enough, but I still wasn't sure. John made no complaints. He said it worked well with my very light complexion. The party was at a beach house. It was the off season at this time of year, but the view was nice and the rates I'm sure were reasonable. A pharmaceutical company throws one of these about once a year as a thank you. Actually I think they must throw several in order to fit in all of the doctors and administrators in the area in. So we arrived and gave our coats to the host, Darren, and then began to mingle. Darren works for the pharmaceutical company. He was a very charming man. I found myself talking to him endlessly in the kitchen and for a short time on the balcony. It was a little cold even with his jacket to help keep me warm. As the night went on and after a few drinks, I found myself flirting with him. I'm honestly not the type to do that, but Darren was that charming. We danced and laughed. Every time I felt his breath in my ear when he whispered something, it sent a chill down my back and I couldn't believe how wet I was getting. I had my arms around his neck while we danced and I had to reach a little to clasp my hands together. My head lay on his chest as we swayed with the music. He smelled wonderful. I was beginning to feel a little woozy and decided I better find John since I was feeling the urge to feel around Darren's body. Darren had played college basketball and was still very fit. I excused myself and went to look for John thinking about Darren's body and how wonderful it would feel naked. Oh I had to stop. I found John sitting in the next room on the couch talking to some colleagues. "Hi baby!" I said and flopped down next to him. He looked at me and smiled, "Feeling good?"I nodded and leaned over onto him and began to rub his stomach in an attempt to alleviate some of my sexual tension. John turned toward me and began to kiss my neck, adding fuel to my fire. "Mmmm, Darren wears wonderful cologne," John whispered in my ear. My eyes flew open. Was he mad? I looked at him for second and seeing a crooked grin I knew he was fine. So I played his game. "Yes, and he's a wonderful dancer, too.""I saw that." He began to pepper me with soft kisses. "Maybe we should take him home with us." My eyes flew open again. I looked at him. He had that same crooked grin. "Where did that come from?""We've talked about it before.""That was years ago, hon.""Yeah and we have a hotel room, a couple of free days, a good looking and reputable guy who won't be around in a week. I think this is the best opportunity we've ever had." John nibbled on m ear lobes. I couldn't think at all while he was doing it. So, caution won out over complete sexual abandon. I grabbed John's head and told him to take me back to the hotel and ravage me. "I'm going for the coats."I found Darren and told him we were going to go. He looked disappointed and told me that the coats were on the bed in the room down the hall. He would be there in a sec to make sure I found them ok. I walked down the hall marveling at the way the different textures looked and felt in my drunken state. I found the room and went in. I couldn't find the light switch but the light from the hall was more than enough. I found John's coat soon enough and went back to digging for mine. Soon a shadow appeared in the doorway. I glimpsed back and smiled at Darren. He came up behind me and asked if I had found our coats. I said I was still looking for mine. Then, he reached down and kissed the back of my neck. I stopped and was going to tell him to please stop. Ok. I would tell him in a minute. He nibbled on my neck and his arm reached around and held me. I was really going to ask him to stop now. I was. I moaned. His other hand came around and moved up to my breast. Oh it felt so good. I think I could have let go of all strength in my legs and he would have held me. I thought to myself I have to stop this. I turned and he kissed me. His tongue darted in and ....oh I wanted him. He grabbed my ass in his hand. There were voices coming up the hall... something about coats. I went to push him away and instead he held me and stepped into a closet. At first, I thought it would be cramped and it almost ruined my mood until I realized it was a walk-in. He continued to kiss me passionately. His right hand dropped down and lifted my dress. Oh I really wanted him. I would stop in a second though. His hand reached into my panties and stopped to feel my trimmed hair. Oh, he felt so good. Then he dipped a finger into me. I couldn't believe it, I almost came right there. No one but John and my doctor has touched me there. He continued to hold me to him tight, kissing me, nibbling on me, and thrusting his finger into me. I was in ecstasy. I gasped and moaned and tried to keep from doing more since people were just a few feet away looking for their coats still. Darren moved his hand out and picked me up and my legs instinctively wrapped around his body. He knelt down and laid me on the floor. He pushed up my dress and began to kiss my body. Somewhere along the way my bra had come undone and he began to kiss and gently bite my nipples. My eyes had adjusted to the light of the dark closet. He leaned back on his knees and undid his pants. I was mesmerized. I was going to have sex with another man. I never really saw his cock, but I felt it. He lifted me up by the hips and rubbed the head of his cock on my lips. Oh I moaned. It felt so good. Then he began to push it in. Little by little he filled me up. He was definitely bigger than John. He began to pump and it threw me over the edge. I came and dug my nails into his back. He began to pound me and my orgasm never really seemed to stop. I tried to catch my breath. Darren leaned over and kissed me and he continued to thrust into me. I can still taste the rum and coke on his lips. Oh I wanted to scream. He stopped and turned me over. He thrust into me from the rear. He gained a little more leverage and he continued to pound me. I heard more people looking for their coats and it occurred to me that if they couldn't find it for some reason, they might look into the closet and see this tall black man riding me for all he's worth. Oh, I came again. Darren started to gasp for air and a moment later he thrust into me and let his wad go. I felt every pulse flood into me. I gasped for air myself. I should be thinking about protection but I really didn't care. He turned me around and kissed me. He helped me up and helped put me together. I still had his cum filling me up and my panties were soaked. He told me to wait a second and he would leave first. I followed in a few minutes and grabbed out coats. I told John everything on the way to the hotel. I gave Darren our room number before we left. We had a wonderful weekend together. And I learned a few things about my husband too. END
mywifejennifer.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/mywifejennifer.txt	This story is based on a true story with names changed.I first began to suspect that my wife was cheating on me about a week ago.Jennifer works on the weekends at the nearby shopping mall while I look after the kids.I work 9-5 on weekdays so I always enjoy the extra time with the kids.Normally Jennifer would always be home by 5:30 without fail on Saturday and Sunday, but by 6:30 on the last Saturday she still wasn't home. When she finally got home near 7 pm she was looking a bit flustered and she smelt of cigarettes. Jennifer and I aren't full on smokers, we only have one cigarette each on a Sunday night when the kids are asleep, so I was very suspicious of why she had decided to smoke and get home late.As soon as Jen had dropped her purse on the kitchen counter she told me she needed to go to the toilet - once again a bit odd as she normally always waits until after dinner to do that.I decided to follow her into the bathroom and as she closed the door did my usual cheeky trick of quickly slipping my hand down the front of her pants to feel her pussy. Normally Jen loves it when I do that, but this time she almost jumped out of her skin and she seemed terrified.My hand had reached her pussy before she finally pulled my hand out, there was no mistaking how wet she was. I even got some of her juices on my hand. Jen angrily kicked me out of the toilet and told me to let her get dressed.As I left the room I looked at my hand with her juices on it and realized it was covered with white goo - I sniffed it and suddenly realized it was sperm. I was dumbfounded. I had been together with my wife for 7 years and we had two children. In that whole time it never occurred to me that she could cheat on me with another man. The idea of some strange man fucking my wife raw and shooting his sperm inside her left me feeling sick yet I couldn't shake the unusual excitement I felt too.When Jen finally came out of the bathroom changed into her casual clothes I tried my best to act like nothing had happened - I just nonchalantly asked her about the cigarette and she told me she had stayed back chatting with Gloria, one of her friends at work. I nodded and we had dinner acting like everything was normal.Later that night, once the kids were asleep, I moved next to Jen on the couch and started to stroke my hand up her legs towards her panties - but she became annoyed and said she needed to sleep because she was tired and needed to be up early for work the next day. She looked upset and a bit sad so I stopped and let her go to sleep. I spent the whole night awake, unable to rest with so much going through my head. How was I going to cope with Jen cheating on me? I didn't know if I was going to be able to live with her knowing what she had done.By the next morning Jen had gone off to work and I spent the whole day trying to take my mind off things. Gardening, fixing things around the house, nothing worked. By 5:30 that night Jen arrived back home and it seemed like the previous day had never happened. I decided I would wait and see what was happening, I didn't want to confront Jen without at least having some more evidence.The next week was very hard, I tried a few times to have sex with Jen and every time she told me how she was tired and not feeling well. Eventually, on Thursday late night shopping, I went to the shopping mall after work to grab some Christmas presents early to avoid the rush. While I was there I bumped into Gloria and asked her how it was going with her weekend shifts, Jen had said the shifts were getting a bit rough with the 45yo store manager Jon being a real prick to work for.Gloria looked a bit surprised and told me that she wasn't doing the weekend shifts anymore and that Jen was nowadays only working from 9am-2pm on the Saturday shift. I pretended to be confused about my days and asked Gloria how the store manager was being.Gloria told me that Jon was a real asshole and that he kept threatening to cut people's hours unless they worked harder. She said that Jen had lost 3 hours from her shift as Jon had been putting pressure on her.I was furious inside but politely said goodbye to Gloria and headed off for home. I couldn't believe that Jen had lost hours at her work and not told me. I realized then that perhaps Jon was the cause of more than just lost hours with Jen's work.That night I rang my parents and asked if they could look after the kids for me on Saturday. They quickly agreed and I told them I needed to get some hardware shopping done. On Saturday late morning I dropped the kids off at my parents place and drove over to the mall. I parked near my wife's car and waited while I ate my lunch and listened to the radio.Finally after 2 hours I spotted Jen heading towards her car and quietly started the engine. As she drove off I followed her from a distance and I was lucky that the roads were very quiet with traffic. Jen started driving up into the hills, into an area I hadn't visited very often.She pulled into a long steep driveway of an old brick house that looked like it was built in the 70s. I parked my car around the corner on a nature strip and quickly walked towards the driveway to see what was happening, hiding behind a big tree. I then saw Jon, the manager, come out of the house still wearing his work clothes. Jen ran up to him and kissed him passionately for a second. I couldn't believe what I was seeing - my 30yo wife kissing a man much older than her!They went inside the house and I heard giggling from the door becoming more distant as they walked further in. I quickly ran up the driveway keeping low and hiding alongside the cars. I noticed the side gate was unlocked so I quietly opened it and snuck around the side of the house.I suddenly heard a loud laugh and realized that I was directly beneath a high up window on the side of the house. Jen was giggling and pleading with Jon to stop tickling her. The window was a very high one that was under the darkness of the veranda so anyone inside would not see me if I peeked in. I stood on top of a table along the wall and peeked through the window.I was dumbfounded to see Jen sitting on a large bed still wearing her work clothes and Jon standing immediately in front of her with his fly open. Sticking out of his pants was a big 9 inch cock that was as thick as a beer bottle. I couldn't believe that his cock was so big and it still looked like it wasn't hard yet!Jen reached out with her hand and tried to reach her small hands around his thick shaft. Without warning she took the head of his big cock into her mouth and started twirling her tongue around his glans. Jon groaned and started unbuttoning his work shirt. Underneath his shirt Jon was fairly overweight and had a hairy chest, but Jen didn't seem grossed out - if anything she started sucking him harder and touching his hairy chest with her other hand.I watched in amazement as Jon's cock proceeded to grow longer and harder - it was now nearly 11 inches long and rock solid. Saliva was dripping off his enormous penis as Jen kept trying to get more into her mouth. She could only manage to get about 4 inches into her mouth as he was so thick and hard. While Jen sucked him, Jon kicked off his pants and started undressing Jen. He undid her bra and let her beautiful double D tits hang out. He started stroking her tits and pulling on her nipples which drove her wild into a sucking frenzy.Finally after nearly 10 minutes of sucking, he pulled his cock out of Jen's mouth and got her to lie on the bed. Jon pulled off her pants and panties, taking a chance to sniff her soaked panties as he did so. Jon then bent down in front of her and started licking her vagina out with his tongue. Jen erupted into wild moaning sounds as Jon's tongue began digging inside her pussy and lapping up her juices. I could hear Jen moaning softly. "Ohhh fuccck. Put it in meee jonnn... ffffuck meee!"Jon kept licking her out until she was moaning more and more loudly for him to fuck her hard. Finally Jon stopped and smiled at her looking up from her pussy. His face with stubble was covered in her juices, he looked like a man in heaven.Jon proceeded to climb forward above Jen and soon his massive 11 inch member was at her wet vagina entrance. Jen opened her legs wide as he slowly started to insert his man meat inside her - gently pushing an inch at a time. Every inch made Jen cry in ecstasy and pain as her face winced and flushed red with excitement. Soon he had managed to insert half of his throbbing cock inside of her and he slowly began to withdraw it with slurping noises of Jen's pussy juices. As he almost fully withdrew he suddenly slammed it back into her, almost taking 8 inches deep into my wife's wet cunt. Jen screamed in orgasmic ecstasy and her legs wrapped around Jon's body as he proceeded to rhythmically ram and withdraw faster and harder. Eventually he managed to get nearly 10 inches deep inside of her and she was screaming from orgasm after orgasm crashing into each other. I could see Jen's juices squirting down onto the bed and lubricating Jon's massive phallus.As I was watching I realized that I had pulled my own pathetic 5 inch cock out and was wanking for dear life - I had never had such a hard on before. The sight of an older overweight man ramming my innocent wife with a huge penis drove me crazy with lust and I suddenly realized that he was fucking her raw while my wife was fertile!Suddenly Jon climbed off Jen and he pulled her to the side of the bed and flipped her over so she was now on all fours like a bitch. Jon's cock was still rock hard and Jen was literally dripping wet with her juices dribbling out of her snatch.With Jen on her fours, Jon stepped behind her and in a single thrust he shoved his huge manhood back into her pussy. I saw Jen's whole body shudder with intoxication as she proceeded to have more orgasms. As Jon kept ramming her harder and harder I could see her eyes rolling back in genuine ecstasy - not the fake kind she always did with me but the real blown into heaven look.Jon slowly withdrew from her dripping cunt and then started to poke her asshole with his index finger which was covered in her wet juices. Jen moaned and bit her lip as I could tell she was anticipating a tremendous amount of pain soon. Jon slid more and more fingers into her tight sphincter until finally he had his whole hand sliding in and out gently. By this point Jen was almost crying, though I could tell she wasn't going to stop him.Jon then moved his thick 11 inch penis to her asshole and started to slowly push it in. She started to scream in pain and moaning simultaneously - I had never seen her like this before! Jon's penis seemed to grow thicker - as if he was relishing seeing Jen in such pain and he started pushing into her harder - getting deeper insider her bowels. Soon Jon was withdrawing and ramming her tight ass harder and harder and her face was now bright red with pain and arousal.I could tell that something was about to happen as Jon was now ramming faster and faster and he was making grunting noises like he was about to explode. Suddenly he sighed triumphantly as he began erupting cum inside my wife's bowels. After nearly 5 minutes of cock pulsing inside her he slowly withdrew his long fat cock. His cock had now become softer to 9 inches in length but it was covered in huge loads of oozing sperm and shit from my wife's bowels. I was stunned as I watched an avalanche of sperm start to squirt out of Jen's hole - her ass was still in the air as her face was now buried into a pillow trying to recover.The sight proved too much for me and I started shooting my own sperm onto the table below me. I only shot a small amount of sperm and I felt pathetic compared to the older man who had just fucked my wife in ways I never could. Looking at my watch I suddenly realized I had promised to pick the kids up soon so I quietly climbed off the table and fled out of the property.Inside the house Jon slapped his fat penis on Jen's ass and spoke to her "your husband is a real pussy - you know he watched us the whole time from the window up there jerking his little weiner off?" Jen laughed and moved her ass to open her pussy wider for him. "Haha! He's so pathetic, he tried having sex with me the past week but my pussy is so stretched now he will never be enough!"They both roared with laughter and Jon started ramming his hardening thick cock deep inside of her again.END
mywhitewife.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/mywhitewife.txt	My wife is of Nordic ancestry and so has light skin, blonde hair, blue eyes and stands at a petite five foot-five inch tall, hundred and ten pounds. Her name is Charlotte and this current evening as we were making love she slowed the pace then smiling looked in my eyes. "Honey I'd really like to bareback fuck another black guy. You know, like you let me do before. Only this time I want a really, really big black guy built like a linebacker for the Green Bay Packers. Ohh, and yeah, he's got to have a cock like a fuckin; horse." I mean you know how I crave to be dominated." At the look on my face her eyes opened with some alarm. While being somewhat agitated at her insinuation I took her hair in my hand and pulled her head up. "And what, I don't keep you under tight rein?" After the look of surprise left her features she blushed. "As you've demonstrated with your many wonderful surprises honey you do. And yes you're very good at it sweetheart and you've always tested my limits to the max. But I really I think a man like the one I'm proposing would provide tremendous psychological impact." While we screwed and I thought about it a new surge of blood fill my cock. Then while taking in our joined groins as I slid my seven inch long, five and half inches around cock in and out of her shaved pussy I became caught in the fantasy."Ungg oh shit babe, fuck what a time to put this to me anyway... Guuuuuuuhhh." I emptied my load in her she ground her hairless crotch against mine. "Oh yess, yess darling, fill my cunt." The next day her fantasy was still with me and I recalled how much I'd enjoyed sharing it with her the last time. Searching through a lifestyle magazine on a want ad page listing of white women seeking black men and black men seeking white women we found a guy named Jerome. And from his description and picture he certainly seemed to fit the bill. We got in contact with him through the magazine. And but a week later Charlotte came hastily in the living room waving a letter. "It's from Jerome and he's sent us his e-mail address." Going online we sent him an email and a short time later he replied and invited us to join him in a chat room that catered to white woman and black men. When we got online and in the chat after introductions we let him know we were a married white couple who were members of the lifestyle and that we enjoyed occasional threesomes. He was eager and when we checked his profile, it was uncanny. He was six-five, three hundred and ten pounds, close cropped hair and black as the ace of spades. And at twenty-two years old certain to be virile. A picture was provided of his cock and he was enormous and I'd worries about Charlotte being able to handle it. We talked online with him a while longer and discovered he lived on the other side of town. "Oh honey lets give him our phone number and do it tonight!" I agreed and after she gave it to him via a private message almost immediately the phone rang. Answering it she talked to our intended third party for about five minutes then hanging up her features flushed and she grinned at me. "He'll be here in about an hour." "An hour? Well you'd better hurry and get ready then." I chuckled.And further beaming at me she hurried to the bathroom. I was getting excited at the prospect because it really did excite me to both dominate and watch my wife being dominated. Still chuckling I went to my den and sitting at my desk attempted envisioning what was coming until the doorbell rang. Getting up I found myself encumbered, then fidgeted until my throbbing penis was moved from down my pant leg to behind my pants zipper so I could walk without doing it stiff legged. Answering the door I found the man waiting to be almost exactly what my wife had described as her fantasy man. In fact like the football player she'd wanted he towered over my five foot nine inch frame. "Hi, I'm Jerome. And you must be Charlotte's husband." We reached simultaneously to shake hands and his was like a catcher's mitt on mine. "Well I thought my wife would've been down by now so come on in the living room." I guess the doorbell and following commotion had alerted her because she entered the room just as we sat down. All she was wearing was a semi-transparent baby doll and nothing else. "Wow!" Jerome said after taking her in." And then he turned to me. "Can I?" I nodded and getting up he moved to her and took her in his arms where she virtually vanished in his embrace. Letting her go he turned to me. "You're a very lucky man. She's beautiful." Pulling away she cast anxious looks at us. "Thanks for the compliment Jerome. Then to you sweetheart for the nod of agreement but really guys I'm so horny from the anticipation I could scream. Honey let's show Jerome the bedroom." She cast a bright smile at me and mouthed, "thank you." Returning her smile I nodded. "Right this way then." Things seemed to be going swimmingly and while making our way to the bedroom Jerome scooped up my wife. When we got there after setting her on her feet he again embraced her and while kissing her groped her everywhere. "Oh shit yes Jerome. Make me your whore, your black cock slut." Even though I knew Charlotte was on the subservient side I'd never heard her be so vocal about it. And so was a little taken aback at her utter abandonment to him. But then I guessed he was also when he looked at me as if asking permission. Since this was what Charlotte and I'd gone on a limb for I nodded. Capturing both her wrists in one hand he pulled her to the bed then letting go grabbed the hem of her baby doll and pulled it over her head. Standing naked as her shinning blond hair fell back around her shoulders he dropped his pants. Then stepping from them his sport coat and white shirt quickly followed as he doffed them and let them fall where they may. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and just as I was, I saw Charlotte also was stunned by the size of his now throbbing cock that was covered in bulging veins, for it was of a rare size indeed. It had to have been an easy eleven, maybe even twelve inches long and almost big around as the cardboard tube paper towels are wrapped around. In fact overall that was almost what it looked like, a solid black tube a roll of paper towels had been wrapped around. Instantly I found my wife bending at the waist licking it and trying to force the head past her lips. And in his role as dominator, taking her by the back of the neck he shoved her head forwards until his knob filled her mouth. He then forced her to the bed and her mouth full of cock he shoved a pillow under her head. Then straddling her breasts so they rubbed the insides of his thighs thrusting his hips he forced it in her throat. "Cuff, huck uhggh! Hhumff!" Her stretched lips wrapped tight around his cock though she was choking I was so excited I didn't even think to wonder if he was hurting her. And when it came to me, I could tell despite the tears in her eyes by the way she had hold of his buttocks and was urging him she was turned on by what was happening. She sucked his cock for while and as I rubbed my jerking member through the cloth of my slacks, just when I thought he was going to pump his load down my wife's throat with an audible pop he pulled his penis from her mouth. "Now you're gonna get fucked baby. Yeah fucked like you ain't never been fucked before!" All politeness and indications of rational, intelligence or education had vanished from him and to me all that seemed left in its place was something from the darkest part of a ghetto. "Now you white- housewife, cunt. You ready to be fucked by a real man!" And with obvious derision he cast a glance at me. Not only that but my wife caught it and while she looked at me with a smirk that cut me like a razor she nodded emphatically. "God yes baby stick that big black monster in my white cunt and make me scream!" Scooting down he grabbed her legs and pressed her knees to her shoulders, then holding them by the ankles with one hand he put the blood engorged head of his massive cock to her cuntlips and shoved. "Take it white trash!" "GUUUHHHHH!" OH, OH, OH NOOOO!" I heard her crying as she tried to claw at his thighs. "Oh yeah you a real black cock slut now ain'tcha?" As Jerome mocked my wife's pleading I could see the tears where now streaming from her eyes. And while I watched disbelieving his entire cock vanished in charlotte's petite body as a flush of red spread over her. Her face filled with happiness and I saw the tears vanish. While then she wrapped her arms around his lower back her legs locked around his hips. "Oh yes, yes, yes. Just leave it in me and let me feel it filling my cunt!" As they laid there I found his body so massive her head was buried in his chest and I wondered at how little past his knees her feet would go if she straightened them. He started to roll his hips. Slowly at first so his cock moved only little in her. Then pushing himself to his hands in a push up position he began slamming his monster cock in and out of her. "Unh, uh, uh, un, nh, uh, uh, un..." Charlotte was groaning very loudly and I could barely tell if it was in pleasure or pain. But when she looked at me her eyes were glazed with ecstasy. Yet still I felt alarm as Jerome picked up the pace and really began slamming his hips against hers. "Uh, uh, un, nh, Unh, uh, uh, un..." With it her cries also increased and as he again pushed her knees to her shoulders and pounded his hips to hers while his log of a cock stretched and filled her helpless cunt I could see a white froth appearing and disappearing on it with the strokes. It was obvious her cunt was making lubrication by the glassfuls and with one long withdrawal then hard return of it in my wife, her eyes wide she threw back her head. "OHMYGODI'MCUMMMING!" New tears where falling from her eyes but I could plainly see they were tears of joy from the intensity of the climax she just had. Yet her orgasm didn't distract Jerome and he slammed her all the harder. "Tears huh! White bitch you'll learn to love this cock!" He kept fucking her and with her now pained expression I could tell she was hurting. As I was about to risk life and limb to intervene a change came over her. She began to smile. Then looking at Jerome blew him a kiss. "Ummmm, you're right. Your cock's the only one for me from now on. Keep fucking me and don't stop." Her words shocked me and I was confused to their meaning but was distracted since her cunt apparently had grown accustomed to the huge invader because as he fucked her over and over she came over and over. "Oh, oh, Ohhh, Aggghh-hhhhhhhh!" "Shit bitch you got me shooting my load now! UNGGG!" They fucked until he finally came deep inside her belly then they collapsed in each others arms. Unlike other times my feelings were mixed. Yet nonetheless excited I looked them over. As my wife had earlier now Jerome smirked at me. "Looky here punk, I'll be spending the night." I was shocked at this turn and his leveling humiliation at me. Although with the way his manners had evaporated when he took my wife and the changes they'd both exhibited towards me I'd half expected it. Momentarily confused I left and got him a room ready. But when I returned I found them heatedly making out. When I made to get undressed and climb in bed I found him shaking his head, "Oh, no," he growled. "You don't get it do you? Well listen up because I'll be sleeping with your wife tonight. Hell and any damn night I want from here on out. So you can just take a hike 'cause I still have more fucking to do." Completely taken of guard as I took him in he grinned. "Face it pal it's your mistake, because after tonight your wife will never be the same woman. Uh, uh, wimp now she's mine body and soul." I looked at Charlotte and with the same hurtful smirk pasted on her face she'd earlier cast at me she took me in. "It's true; I want lots more of Jerome's cock LOTS MORE! Hell I want him pumping his sperm in me until my belly swells with his baby like a beach ball! So go on now and take your little seven-incher and go jack off in a corner somewhere because I'm busy." It was as if my wife and I hadn't been married the ten years we had been. And disbelieving of what had happened I tried to make sense of it. And as I did anger rushed in to take the place of my roiling emotions. Yet unable to match Jerome in brute strength I turned on my heel and marched from the room. Unlike most times this hadn't gone anything like I'd pictured. Always the love my wife had for me was plain. While this time it was altogether absent. In truth I could tell it was gone and so committed to her new lover was she that she'd taken great delight in joining him in humiliating me. But I was no woman's cuckold. And entering my den I made for my desk and the Glock nine millimeter semi-automatic in the drawer. And popping the catch ejected the ammunition clip in my hand. Checking it I saw a full clip, then slamming it back in the handle I pulled the slide and chambered a round. Heading back upstairs I leveled the weapon at them. "Fuck you, fuck you both!" I yelled. "I didn't make my way through the fuckin' jungles of "Nam" to have some butthole treat me like this in my own fuckin' home. Now for all I care you can both get the fuck out! Hey, you want to hear what this sounds like?" And as they looked at me in shocked, wide-eyed disbelief I leveled the weapon at them and pulled the trigger. BAM!! In a burst of fabric and stuffing the bullet buried itself inches from them in the mattress, box-spring then floor beneath and probably living room below. While as our ears rang from the sound of the gunshot Jerome pushed up on his hands and I realized he had his cock again buried in Charlotte's pussy. She had a look of panic on her face, and as I saw her pushing at his hips in an effort to separate them I realized in his fright his bladder failed him and he was urinating in her cunt. As I kept the gun leveled on them they hurriedly got out of bed and while her new man's piss poured from her pussy and ran down her thighs with Jerome's now flaccid cock still intermittently squirting yellow streams they grabbed their clothing. Then not bothering to dress hastened down stairs and out the front door. ***It was the last I ever heard from them. Though years later from the rumor mill in passing I picked up Charlotte had three kids by Jerome before he tired of her and put her to the curb. Then afterwards the way I heard it she found a home for her and her children in a broken down, ramshackle house owned by some big, fat beer chugging, black guy who cut lawns for a living and by reports wasn't much interested in personal hygiene. Ah sweet, sweet, justice. While now the next time her mother asks me about Charlotte at least I'll have something to tell her.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 51
voice.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/voice.txt	I picked up the phone on the first ring. "Hello Katie, Im going to use you." The voice was commanding."What?!" I was taken by surprise."Quiet slut! Just listen. Put on your schoolgirl outfit, I will be round in half an hour. Leave your front door on the latch, I want you blindfolded and kneeling with your back to the door when I come in. Do you understand?" The voice demanded.My heart was instantly pounding. My mind flashed back, two weeks before. Hed told me while he was holding me down and fucking me that he wanted others to use me, and that one day soon I would get a call. This was it!Oh, how well He understood me. Knew how this would get me excited! Excited and fearful and submissive!"Yes sir," dry mouthed."In half an hour then," a sharp click and the voice was gone.I stood there holding the phone, shocked at what Id just agreed to do. Shocked and terrified but terribly aroused!Oh my god, half an hour! I dropped the phone and rushed upstairs, committing myself.I rummaged in the wardrobe for my outfit, collecting the black pleated mini skirt and white blouse with the striped tie. Dove in to my underwear draw for a white thong, suspender belt and seamed stockings. And a black velvet blindfold! I hastily stripped and then began dressing in the items. Luckily, Id shaved myself only an hour before so Id be smooth for him.Fully dressed, I checked the time. Fifteen minutes left! I quickly brushed my teeth to freshen my breath then, slipping into my 4" heeled shoes, went downstairs and slipped the latch on the front door.My legs trembling with nervousness, I had a quick peek out of the window but there was no one in sight. I turned, surveyed the room and picked a spot in the centre. I knelt, looking over my shoulder to angle myself to the lounge door so that he would have a great view up my skirt as he came in.Taking a deep breath, I tied the blindfold on then lowered my head to the floor. My knees were spread and my bottom was raised up high. Ready and 5 minutes to go! I exhaled the breath Id been holding.The seconds ticked by as my mind ran riot at what was about to happen. God I was scared! But even through my fear I had to admit to myself that I was so turned on. Felt utterly wanton and submissive.The front door creaked and then clicked shut. I heard the door to the lounge open and then an intake of breath as he got his first sight of me, imagined the view he had. "Perfect, well done. Now put your hands behind your back so that I can cuff you."I swallowed hard but pushed my arms back, felt the cold steel encircle both wrists, clicking on their ratchets until they held me firmly."Now youre mine, slut!" he slapped my cheeks where they peeked out below my skirt making me jump. The glow of his handprint was delicious and for a minute I thought, hoped, that I was in for a good spanking but he had only one thing on his mind.He tugged my skirt up then yanked my knickers down as far as my spread thighs would allow. "Oh yes. Christ but Im going to give you a good fucking, slut!"Now that it was happening, my fear had completely disappeared. I wanted this, wanted to be used. The anonymity, to be fucked by an unknown stranger! His words sent a tingle through me. Then a hand gripped my hip, clamping on to my flesh as I heard a zipper, a rustling of cloth."All ready for you," Something brushed my anus. His cock! He was going to take me dry!I clenched myself in panic, raising myself but was pushed flat again, held. "Dont move, slut. Take my cock, cmon open up."I tried to relax, to push back to make it easier but as the head of his cock began to force its way past my opening, the pain was excruciating. I felt myself opening slowly as he applied more force "Please..." I pleaded but I was helpless to stop him. I screamed as the bulbous head finally entered.I felt stretched beyond belief! Maybe it was because I was being taken dry, but his cock felt massively thick in my tight hole."Ah! That feels so good!" he sighed gripping my hips with both hands now that he was inside me."Please, dont... I cant!" He cut my plea off by forcing his cock right up me. I screamed again. It felt as if Id been ripped apart.I gritted my teeth against the pain, my breath hissing between them with explosive force but he was relentless, completely indifferent to my suffering. He withdrew then plunged straight back in, then again and again.I begged, pleaded. "No please, oh god... youre splitting me! Please dont... too big... Its too big!"He totally ignored me, fucked me harder as I wriggled my rear, trying to escape from the pounding. Then it happened, that beautiful moment when the pain, though still intense, begins to be watered down by a feeling of strange pleasure. I begin to enjoy my brutal defilement and as he stretches me, over and over again, I push back, meeting his thrusts, offering myself up to the invasion.My pleas change, now urging him on as his breath quickens, his thrusts more urgent."Yes, God yes... fuck me! Ah my ass! So big... stretch me... fuck me... hard, fuck me hard!He does, gloriously now. Pounding, pounding, fast and deep, grunting as his groin slaps against my raised cheeks. Im filled, so completely filled and never before so open. I feel him speed up, know that he is near. I clench my anus, using the muscle deliberately, clench his cock each time it slides into me, heightening his pleasure. With a loud cry he comes, flooding me with his warm fluid "Slut!" his final accolade!Im pinned under him as he collapses, breathless. Lay there feeling him still deeply embedded as I pant into the soft brush of the carpet, my whole being focussed on the penetration. All too soon though his breathing slows, returns to some semblance of normality. I whimper as he withdraws himself from me. The same rustle of clothing, the zip. Then Im manhandled as he removes the cuffs, hear the distinct clink as they are returned to a pocket, doors opening and closing as he leaves without saying another word to me.I lay alone, legs still spread, my abused entrance throbbing as I feel his come leaking out of me. Still feeling an echo of his cock deep inside me. I feel cheap, debased but oh, so wonderfully fulfilled. I look forward to the next voice on the phone.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 36
apakistanigirlssex.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/apakistanigirlssex.txt	My name is Sana, I am a 26 year old Pakistani girl but have spent most of my life in the US. These days, I am currently studying Medicine in London. This is the first of many unique sexual experiences that I will relate. My family is from Pakistan but we are fairly modern. From my teens I was allowed to dress in shorts and dresses. On the beach and pool I would wear proper swimwear and my parents had no problem with that at all. I have an elder sister and a younger sister and no brothers.It was my first year in the UK, I was 24 at that time. During winter break I didn't want to go back to the US as it is cold as it can get. I asked my parents if I could go to Thailand for a vacation with friends. They were a bit apprehensive but then agreed. I had planned this trip with my best friend Ayfer, a Turkish girl. We met a couple of years back and immediately liked each other. I lied to my parents and the trip was with just Ayfer and me only. A week later Ayfer and I boarded our flight to Bangkok and took an immediate connecting flight to a remote Island called Koh Phangan. We wanted to relax and enjoy ourselves so we decided to get a beach hut on the island. We didn't plan much afterwards and decided that we'd see what happened after a couple of days. The island was very beautiful, we checked into a beach hut which had a double bed. They didn't have two single beds so we ended up with a queen sized bed. We were Okay with that. We reached our destination late at night and went to bed immediately. In the morning we came out of the hut and saw one of the most beautiful scenes ever, white sandy beach clear turquoise water warm rays of the sun. We quickly went to the restaurant nearby, had breakfast and came back to the room. We wore our bikini and came out running and jumped in the sea.The water was warm and relaxing, we swam in the sea for 30 minutes, we then came out and lounged on the sun beds. We ordered some beer and cocktails. As the day passed we started getting high and cheery. We just sat there and talked about random stuff. Soon we saw a masseur coming towards us, he asked us if we wanted massage. Before I could say anything Ayfer said yes and asked him if he had another friend. He said that he has a girl friend who can come immediately. He made the call and immediately we saw a good looking Thai girl coming our way. By the time they started we had a few more cocktails and were very relaxed. Soon our massage started, the biggest shock for me was when Ayfer insisted to me that she wants to be massaged by the girl. I didn't want to argue too much and agreed to be massaged by the Thai man. The girl gave us a tree bark to chew which we did and felt very light headed. Our whole body was relaxed and were enjoying the massage. Suddenly the girl asked Ayfer if she can remove her top and bottom. Ayfer said yes immediately, the Thai guy took it as a 'yes' from me and untied by top. He then moved his hands on my bottom and slowly removed my bikini bottom. While he was removing my bottom he touched my ass and poked on my asshole. A minute later there was I naked as the day I was born. To be honest, I wouldn't have protested at all I think we were very high from the drinks and the strange tree root. After a few minutes I heard Ayfer squirming and moaning, I opened my eyes and saw that Ayfer had raised her hips in doggy position and the Thai girl was rubbing her pussy. We were naked on a quite secluded beach and her moans were filling the air. I found the image very erotic and felt tingling in my pussy. I was enjoying the view when suddenly felt a warm touch on my inner thigh. A Thai man had snuck up to us and had started rubbing my inner thigh, I didn't protest because I was already very horny and in a minute I was dripping wet. The Thai man noticed my condition and started moving his hand towards my pussy, then he started rubbing my pussy. I bent my knees and parted my legs as much as I could. He took that as a good sign and started fingering me. I had never had sex before but had fingered myself various times. Still, I didn't stop the action. I glanced towards Ayfer and she was staring at me with a dreamy smile. It was then when I saw the Thai girl getting naked... and she had a cock! She started stroking her cock. I should have been terrified but I was intrigued, she/he was so petite and girlish looking and that is when my first orgasm hit me. The Thai man continued while the Thai shemale continued rubbing her cock, watching. Then she suddenly climbed on to Ayfer's and entered her ass. She had applied a lot of oil on Ayfer's asshole and her cock. Ayfer squirmed and moaned in surprise, I think it was her first anal but soon she was so lost in the passion so that she didn't care what was happening or who saw. The Thai girlie boy was also rubbing her clit while pumping Ayfer's ass. I could see that a huge orgasm hit Ayfer while being pumped by a girlie boy's cock. This scene was driving me crazy too, I took a look behind me and the Thai man was naked now and stroking a small, yet very thick erection. Before I could say anything, he moved up to me and shoved his cock into my well lubricated pussy, holding my hips and pumping. I squirmed and he pushed three times then was all the way in me. He started fucking me with slow deep strokes, tears were coming from me but passion my eventually took over and I had expected something to happen on our trip, so I let go. He kept pumping as I climaxed several times. I started bleeding when he took his cock out and sprayed his thick cum load on my ass cheeks. He then started massaging his semen into my skin. I looked at Ayfer and the Thai girl still had her dick in Ayfer's ass. Ayfer was shuddering with her own orgasm when suddenly the Thai girl pushed her cock deep into Ayfer's ass, her body tensed and shed let out a low moan. After a bit when she pulled her cock out, sperms followed. The Thai couple then told us to lie straight and massaged our breasts and legs. In about 30 minutes we were done we paid them and they left with a smirk on their faces. After two hours we got to our senses and realized what had just happened. We went to the sea and washed ourselves. We didn't mind, like I said, we had expected things to happen while on this trip, I for once was very happy, as this allowed me to now get beyond the virginity debate and have sex whenever I wished. *That night in our room Ayfer started removing her clothes and got naked. I followed her lead. We slept naked and at the stroke of midnight, I felt Ayfer's hand on my breasts and she leaned over and kissed me. Then she started exploring my mouth with her tongue. She then got on top of me and started sucking my nipples, and gradually moved down and started licking my pussy. I was wet as Niagara Falls at that moment. Ayfer then turned use into a 69 position and I started returning the favor. She then took out what seemed to be like a two headed dildo. She inserted one end in her pussy and started fucking herself laying back spreading her legs so I could see. I took the opportunity and grabbed the second head and inserted it in my wet cunt. We started fucking each other and climaxed 3 to 4 times that night. We slept in that embrace and in the morning slept till late afternoon...To be continued?
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diary.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/diary.txt	Cast of characters:Becky Foxwell - Student teacher, who began this diary on 20th Feb 1998, as she was about to begin her final teaching practice.Judy - Becky's black and beautiful flat-mate, with an insatiable sexual appetite. Dr Richard Burns - The married math lecturer that Becky is screwing, and who is also her teaching supervisor.Malcolm - Another lecturer and PhD student, who was an ex-boyfriend of Becky's.Simon, Philip and Adrian - drunken 1st year students.SUNDAY 22ND FEBRUARY 1998After yesterday morning, the day was (literally!) an anti-climax. I wondered around doing some housework and psyching myself up for teaching practice tomorrow.In the evening, as always, Judy went out to the Students Union. I have to confess that when she did, I sneaked into her room and took another look at that massive vibrator, feeling its contours and hugging it to myself. I thought about what it must be like to have that monster buried in my body and reaming out my cunt.Judy returned after midnight, pissed out of her head as usual; with some hapless lad in tow, to be dragged off to her bedroom. I didn't hear much after that, so I assume that they just fell into unconsciousness.However, when I dragged myself out of my pit, Judy was already in the kitchen. I could her singing as I walked down the stairs."Hi honey," she said, "I made breakfast.""Oh great," I mumbled, "Ta." Then as an after thought, "What happened to whatsisname?""Made him breakfast and sent him on his way.""You're very bright and breezy this morning," I said, "Good, was he?""He was crap! But I don't care, because I'm going to church! Here go, honey." Judy dropped a coffee and a full fried breakfast onto the table in front of me and then swept out of the room.Church. Judy. It seemed incredible, but it was true. She had hooked up to this black Pentecostal Church a few years back, and although she didn't go every week, she was quite a regular attendee... Which seemed totally at odds with her lifestyle.She claimed that she went to be with "her people", but I'm pretty sure that her upbringing wasn't Pentecostal or even religious. Sometimes I felt that she went just for show - a lot of students get involved in outrageous things, because in large institutions like universities it is important to find definition in your life and to know that you are different from the rest of the crowd. I think.On the couple of occasions that she dragged me along with her, I found it even more of a contradiction. They were fun and lively, but they had very strict, almost Victorian morals. I couldn't possibly imagine Judy fitting in there. But they all thought that she was wonderful. A very respectable young lady, training to be a teacher and a pillar of the community. It was not even as if she dressed down for the church. She always wore a smart skirt-suit, but it often left little to the imagination and even I thought she looked damned sexy! But she was so unconsciously sexy and gave off such an air of innocence, that I don't think anybody dared to criticise her. If men stared at her, they were sharply brought back into line, by their wives and mothers. Judy could do no wrong.I munched my breakfast, until I heard a bright and breezy, "See ya," from Judy and the slamming of the front door. Then I went upstairs and ran myself a bath.In my bath I thought about Judy and men and my relationship with Richard. I thought about Judy's comment to me yesterday about shagging 50 year old math lecturers.As I've said, I have always been drawn to older men. Even as a first year student, I dated one of the lecturers, although admittedly he was only a PhD student and therefore no more than 10 years older than me. That was Malcolm and he was the one who first dared me to go about town with no knickers on. He was a bit of a perv like that and had lots of magazines and videos of women with a strange aversion to wearing anything under their dresses (in fact, Judy doesn't know it, but I still have some of them at the flat!).I have to admit that the first time I did it, I was absolutely terrified. I imagined that every man had x-ray specs or that I was perpetually leaking cunt juice (Quick joke: Why do women have legs? Have you seen the mess that snails make?).But I gradually got bolder. I would wear shorter and shorter skirts, made of flimsier material. I don't think I ever looked tarty, but I began to enjoy the stares that men gave me and the sense of danger I experienced. Their need to stare gave me a strange kind of power over them. But I was also very vulnerable if they one day decided that staring wasn't enough.On the day that Malcolm decided to ditch me I was wearing a skimpy summer dress (and looking damn hot I must say) and no knickers. When he'd stumbled to the conclusion of all he had to say, I said nothing. Instead, I turned my back to him and went huffily up the stairs to the Math block. Because the building was almost deserted, or so I thought, I decided to flash him. I whistled down the stairs and as he looked up I gave him a quick glimpse of the treasures that he would never see again.Unfortunately, I suddenly realised that I was not alone on the stairs. In my temper, I had not noticed Dr Burns climbing the stairs behind me. Our eyes met and locked for several embarrassing seconds. Then I looked down and saw a sticky damp stain spreading across the front of his trousers. Poor Richard mumbled something incomprehensible and we both fled in opposite directions.Of course, in a small department, we could not avoid each other or the subject for long. I told him that I did not always go around with no underwear on. He said that was a shame. And... Well, as I say, I have a thing about older men. Suffice it to say that when I visit Richard now I rarely cover up down under....Well that's as far as I got with my diary this morning. It's now 1:00 AM on Monday morning and I have sneaked downstairs to write a bit more.Judy came back from church on an emotional high, telling me that we were going to have a great party on Tuesday night. It seems that she has decided to give up sex for Lent and wants to go out with a bang (literally I suspect) the day before it begins (great, just want we need on the first week of our teaching practice!).Anyway, in order to let people know that it is happening, Judy persuaded me to go out to the Students Union tonight - which again, I was reluctant to do with my placement starting tomorrow (well, today now!).When we got down there, the place was packed out. And, yes, most of them were 4th year students celebrating their last night of freedom before teaching began.I got the drinks, whilst Judy went round the bar, excitedly telling people about the party on Tuesday night.Later in the evening, three drunken first year students decided to try and chat us up. I groaned inwardly, but Judy smiled and chatted and laughed with them; and they bought all the drinks. That is Judy's trick: She goes out every night - and can afford to - because she almost never buys the drinks. She always finds some male to buy them for her, because he thinks his luck is in. And in fairness, Judy rarely leaves them disappointed.I got up to go to the toilet, but Adrian (one of the 1st years) said why didn't I do it there and then.I said, "What!?!""I said, 'Why not do it where you're sitting,'" he slurred, "I mean you're not wearing any knickers, are you?"I went cold: "What d'you mean?" I said."Everybody knows. They call you Nicholas in the Rugby Club... Knickerless, geddit?" He grinned inanely. I could hardly believe what I was hearing. I mean I've always been a bit of an exhibitionist, but I was shocked and worried to find that I had a reputation."Well," I said, with as much dignity as I could muster, "I am certainly wearing them now.""Don't believe you!" chimed in Philip, another of the first years."Prove it," said James, grabbing at my skirt.Then they all started chanting: "Knickerless! Knickerless" very loudly and drunkenly.I fled the room. Unfortunately, the toilets were on the other side of the bar, so I headed for the exit instead. As the cold night air hit me I suddenly found I needed to go to the toilet more than ever. I ran to the university building. It was locked! Damn, I should have realised!I ran back to the bar and tried to find somewhere to squat down, behind the building. I leaned against the wall, hitched up my skirt and started pulling my panties down to my ankles."Blimey! You were wearing them after all said Philip."I looked up. The three lads were all there. They had followed me out of the bar and were now leering down at me."Piss Off!" I shouted."Unfortunate choice of words," said Philip, observing my squatting position."I'm sorry, Becky," said Adrian drunkenly, dragging me to my feet and into a bear hug, "I should never have doubted you.""Will you fuck off, before I piss on you," I grunted. Then: "Oh shit," as I felt a trickle escape.Adrian jumped back and I saw that I had soaked the front of his jeans."Eeuuugghh!" he cried, "I'm all wet."Then Adrian immediately set about removing his wet clothes. As his jeans came off, his massively erect cock sprang out."Looks like you were more excited than you thought you were," commented Simon, "I reckon she ought to piss on you again. It might grow some more!" With that, Simon and Philip threw Adrian to the ground and pinned him down."C'mon Bex," shouted Simon, "finish him off."I looked at Adrian, hard, horny and naked from the waist down, as he struggled under his two friends. "Look," I said, "can't you all just fuck off and leave me in peace. I really need to pee.""Well, come on then." Simon and Philip grabbed my arms and yanked me down towards Adrian's throbbing crotch. His prick prodded hard into my cunt and that was it, the floodgates opened. I pissed for ages over his huge erection. It was such a relief to release all that tension in my bladder that I almost forgot that I was doing this in public. Adrian's face registered a confused mixture of revulsion and desire, as my urine ran over his skin in torrents.As I saturated poor Adrian, I hardly noticed that Simon and Philip had released my arms and were fiddling with the zips on their own trousers. But I was soon to be made all too aware of their intentions, because just as my liquid ran out, theirs began. The pair of them started to piss an evening's recycled beer over Adrian and myself.It was warm and steaming in the night air and, for a moment, almost pleasant.But then I woke up to the reality of what they were doing."Aaarrgh! You bastards!" I screamed in a not very lady-like manner, "I'm soaked!" But they were oblivious to my cries, lost in the release of their tightened bladders.Finally, they stopped pissing and started giggling, falling against each other as if it was all some great big joke."What the hell's going on here?" It was Judy."Th...they pi...pissed all over me," I stammered, adding "I'm fr...freezing!""Well, get out of these soaking wet things," said Judy, helping me out of my piss-sodden dress. I hardly cared that this left me naked. "What are you looking at?" Judy demanded of the lads, "which one of you is going to lend her some clothes, after what you did to her?" Adrian made a move to remove his sweatshirt, but Judy said, "Not you, you're as soaked as she is."Finally, Philip lent me his sweatshirt and I dried myself off with it. Then Simon lent me his and I put it on. Judy and I took our leave of the lads and made our way back to the house that we shared.I became aware that Judy was staggering, more even than I was. She had drunk a lot more than me and it was beginning to take its toll.Still, Judy got me home and helped me, still shivering, to bed. Then she took off her clothes and climbed in beside me. Judy held me tight and I began to thaw out against the pleasant warmth of her naked body. My face was nuzzled cozily between her breasts and I felt very secure.Judy stroked my hair and I looked up at her face and her lips. Somehow I felt drawn to them. Then Judy inclined her head to me and our lips met. We kissed tenderly and I hugged her close. Then we drew apart."Judy..." I said after a moment. But there was no reply. I looked again at my flat-mate and realised that she was now fast asleep. Well I did say that she had been drinking a lot more than me!But now I am left with a dilemma. Will she remember that kiss tomorrow morning? And will it change things between us?ENDComments and criticisms are welcome at my e-mail address [email protected] (Dave Wallis). And if you have any personal fantasies or scenarios that you would like me to consider for suture stories they are also welcome.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 30
momgets.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/momgets.txt	Mom Gets Angry With Grown Up Pussy Loving Son---------------------------------------------The author wishes it to be known he does not condone incestuous relationships in real life, but recognises it is a common fantasy and one shared by many. I'm Alex, 31 and a sales job that usually takes me places. Normally, I'd be out on the road, but promotion meant I was mostly office bound now. What's more, I was recently divorced, my ex kicked me out and I had to go down on bended knees to my mom for a roof over my head. It was with mixed feeling that I went back through the front door of my old home and my mom. She 61 looks it and God knows she turns me on. OK, her tummy isn't taught any more, her breasts may sag, but they are still creamy white and silky smooth, and she has lovely, slender legs. No pants/trousers for her though, always a skirt and blouse or a dress (with hems that never really conceal her stocking tops) and high heels. However, if you saw her shopping for groceries, you'd think her pussy was dry and butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. How wrong could you be? I never knew my dad, he'd left my mom before I was born. It had been just the two of us when I was growing up. So why did I have some trepidation about going back home to live with her? Mom has always had a nasty side to her. She doesn't suffer fools gladly - me included - and has a very sharp tongue. If I said something she considered disrespectful, she'd slap my face and when I was small I remember her pulling down my pants and giving me a good spanking.And she has always been indiscreet when it came to her body. When I was a kid she never stopped me from coming in or out of her bedroom when she was dressing or undressing. Nor did she shut the toilet door when she needed to urinate.Boys being boys I guess, this all had a profound effect on me. I often fantasized at night in bed about her pussy and tits, wanking myself to sleep. I'd stay awake, waiting for her to take a leak and the sound of her pissing in the toilet would bring me to an instant orgasm as I visualised her hot pee streaming from her pussy. I'd get oh so hard.And then I graduated to wanking while sniffing her panties. I knew my desires were wrong and that I would never be able to bury my face into my mother's own pussy, so I opted for the next best thing, inhaling the aroma of her soiled knickers.I'd go through her dirty laundry and find them, usually she wore lacy nylon panties. There I would be on my knees in her bedroom playing with my erection and a pair of her soiled panties at my nose inhaling the unique and very special scent of her pussy. They were my own mother's underwear and they smelt of her sex, the most in intimate part of her body. Very simply, I'd bring them close to my nose and inhale the smell of my mother's cunt. Is this what it would smell like if I were to put my nose between her legs?At first the rancid smell of stale pussy had put me off, but it still excited me, and I was drawn back again and again to the laundry basket to feed my perverted desires. I just loved to smell her panties and the stains I saw on the gusset excited me beyond belief as did finding odd bits of her pubic hair there too. As I wanked my self silly, sometimes 2 or 3 times a day, I would imagine her telling me to lick her pussy clean until hot white cum spurted from my cock.Sometimes, I'd sneak a pair of her panties into my room at night, put them on and lay in bed wanking into them and then in the morning put them back into the laundry basket assuming she would never notice my cum on the gusset This was because she maintained an active sexual life with a guy I called Uncle Dan. He wasn't my uncle and I wasn't supposed to know that he fucked my mom every now and again; after all he was supposed to be a respectable married man. But I once came home early from school and heard them fucking like rabbits upstairs in mom's room.It was then I realised what some of the stains on her panties were - Uncle Dan's spunk. At first I'd been deeply jealous that another man fucked her, but then in my deepest and darkest fantasies, I got turned on by the idea and got aroused when I'd see his cum on her panties when I rummaged through the laundry basket the day after her lovemaking. I'd imagine his creamy sperm running out of my mom's beautiful pussy into the gusset of her panties and that thought would mean more jerking of my cock.When I got into my teens, she still came into the bathroom without knocking. When I was 18 years old, she breezed when I was naked and as I tried to cover myself up, she'd pushed aside my towel and, tweaking the end of my cock, make disparaging remarks about its size.'You can tell you're father's boy, he had a girlie sized dick too! I don't know how you're going to satisfy a girl with that pathetic little thing. Your father could never satisfy me!'I ached in shame. I was very conscious how small my prick was in comparison to the boys at school, all of who sported cocks far bigger than mine. But it couldn't have escaped her notice that as she said these dreadful things to me, my pathetic little penis started to become hard. At that point she stopped, laughed, and gave my baby erection a hard slap and walk out. But although it was extremely humiliating for me, it didn't stop me from wanking straight away. I actually enjoyed her humiliating me that way or at least it aroused me in a way I couldn't hope to explain. I loved mom and I loved the way she treated me badly sometimes because this kind of incident continued from thereafter.And so life continued until one day she caught me wanking with a pair of her panties. I'd hadn't heard her return home or come up the stairs. Pants around my ankles, I was caught in the act and had no place to hide.'Alan! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!' she screamed at me.I spluttered some incoherent reply, stuffing the offending panties back in the washing basket while trying to hide my very erect dick. 'So, my little pervert of a son likes his mom's soiled panties does he?''Y-yes,' I stammered. No point in denying the obvious. Red in the face, I began to sob uncontrollably. 'I'm sorry mom, I'm really sorry.''You're a pathetic little sissyboy. What are you?''A s-sissyboy mom,' I stammered through my uncontrollable tears. She slapped my face. 'Not a sissyboy, you little bastard. A PATHETIC LITTLE SISSYBOY!Still on my knees, I looked up at her towering over me with her hands on her hips and said, 'A pathetic little sissyboy mom.''A pathetic little sissyboy who likes to smell his mommy's panties. Well you're going to have to be punished.''Please mom... no,' I sobbed.She hitched up her skirt to reveal her stocking tops, suspenders and black lacy panties.Is that what you want to see? Mommy's pussy?''Yes mom,' I sobbed.'PERVERT!' She slapped my face again and then lowered her panties to the level of her stocking tops. I was crying uncontrollably, but through my tears for the first time I could see her pussy in close up and I was mesmerised, I'd never been this close to a woman's pussy before and it was beautiful. 'That's what a real woman's pussy looks like,' she said with a sneer. I could see little globules of wet on her pussy lips. I could smell her too. A very different smell from the dried stains of her panties that I had become used to in my wanking sessions. 'If you like the smell of mommy's panties so much, stick your nose there in my panties while they are still around my legs!' she said, grabbing my hair and forcing my face and nose into their crotch. I had already seen they were dripping with her juices. Now my face was buried deep in the goo that smeared the gusset of her panties. I didn't just sniff the wonderful aroma, but licked and sucked the gusset as she held my head down.Eventually she yanked my head back up. 'Now take my panties off.'I slowly pulled her panties down and she stepped out of them. 'Give to them to me you pathetic little panty pervert!' she said angrily.I did as I was told. Mom thrust the panties into my face. 'Go on, have a good sniff!'I held them to my nose and inhaled the sensual aroma of my mother's own fresh pussy juices, my cock sticking out hard as a rock as I knelt in front of her. Then she grabbed my hair again and forced my face against her pussy. I sobbed again, in happiness and humiliation as her pubic hair ground into my face, her scent, that very special smell that was unique to her filled my nostrils.'You're a pathetic little pussy loving pervert!' she screamed at me, grinding her moist cunt hard into my face. What are you?'I mumbled a reply from her goin. 'A PATHETIC LITTLE PUSSY LOVING PERVERT!' she yelled, pushing my face harder to the point I couldn't breath.Eventually her grip loosened and she went and sat on the bed, her skirt still hitched up to reveal her stockings, suspenders and oh so beautiful pussy.'Stand up and come here!' she ordered. 'And put those panties to your nose.'I came towards her. As I did so, she grabbed my erection and pushed me so I was sideways on to her.'I'll teach you to masturbate into my knickers you little bastard,' she said. 'Don't think I don't know you wank into mommy's panties. I found a pair in your bed the other night.'Her grip on my erection tightened and she started to roughly masturbate me with her right hand. With her left, she spanked me - and hard.'Please mommy, no...' I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, my face in her panties. But although I felt utterly humiliated, I was very aroused too. Each slap on my ass hurt, but equally, I was very aroused by her furiously and roughly wanking me as I sniffed her panties.It wasn't long before my cum spurted out onto her hand. I couldn't bear to look at her as she stood up and hid my face in her panties. She pulled them away and I looked down guiltily at my feet.Slowly she raised her hand that was now covered in my spunk and forced it into my mouth and told me to lick it clean.I sucked greedily on her wet fingers, tasting for the first time the salty and bitter taste of my own sperm. How humiliating.'Go to your room!' she said. I slunk away, still unable to look her in the eye. I lay on my bed, crying into my pillow. But my tears stopped when I heard the sounds coming from her bedroom. My bedroom door was open and I could hear her breathing deeply, breaths that were becoming increasingly laboured.I got off my bed and tip toed across the landing. Mom had left her door open and through the crack I could see her lying on her bed fingering herself to an orgasm. I watched in silence and felt my youthful cock become hard again. Although it was still sore from her rough handling of it when she made me cum, I played with it and spurted a second time as she moaned loudly and orgasmed herself. Fearing she'd catch me again, I hurried quietly back to my room and fell into a deep sleep.Nothing more was ever said about this incident, but mom was no less discrete in the way she dressed around me. If anything, she seemed to take more opportunities to flash her pussy or tits around the house. It wasn't long after that I went to collage and began my adult life. I met a girl, got a job and got married. But even though I had a pretty young wife, the memory of my encounter with mom that day stayed fresh in my mind. I started to buy magazines with pictures of older women flashing their delicious pussies for the camera, but non-compared to the pussy of my mom and I would often secretly wank recalling that special moment when I actually had my face pressed to her cunt.Then, my life changed. I was back home with mom and feeling very sorry for myself. My sex life with my ex had dwindled to nothing (that's because she'd taken a very macho lover). We didn't have children, so the divorce was swift and easy. Staying in my mom's house while I got myself sorted out seemed like a good idea. Guess what? She still let me see glimpses of her pussy and tits around the house. It wasn't long before I was visiting the laundry basket again. She may have gotten a lot older since my last rummages in there, but she still dressed smart and still wore nice lacy panties and lingerie. The dried juices on the panties still smelt good. And I wanted to have my face buried in her cunt again. This time I wanted to taste my mom's pussy for real.So, I wrote her a letter and left it out on the kitchen table before I went to the office."Dear MomDo you remember when you caught me masturbating with your panties all those years ago? We never talked about it, but I haven't forgotten and I don't suppose you have either. Mom, it was the biggest turn on of my life.I want to make a confession. I still very horny for your beautiful wet pussy.Since coming back home, I've been thinking about your juicy wet pussy all the time. And I keep wanking myself silly thinking about licking you down there. I know I'm a bad boy for thinking about mommy's pussy in the way I do. Trouble is, you are a very sexy mum and that's why I get hard thinking about you. And although we both know its wrong, I think the idea turns you on as much as it does me.Please let me lick your pussy mom. I beg you. I want to smell and taste my mommy's pussy and make my mommy happy. I'm sure licking your pussy will please you and make you smile.LoveYour perverted son."The moment I drove off to the office I began to have second thoughts. What had I just done? Was I insane? For God's sake, a grown man asking to lick his mom's old and wrinkled pussy?How would she react? Would she throw me out of her home? I was as nervous as a kitten, I really had no idea how she would react to such a brazen statement of intent.Needless to say, I secretly hoped she'd be mad at me and show it.When I got back home that night there was no sign of mom. My stomach churned anxiously. I went up to my room intending to get undressed and have a shower. As I started to undress, I noticed a pair of mom's panties on my bed. I went and picked them up. They were black lace and heavily soiled with her juices... freshly soiled. I couldn't believe it and held them to my nose before starting to lick and suck the wetness from the gusset. If I wanted an answer to my silly letter I had one. Then I sensed I wasn't alone. I turned and mom was standing at the door of my room. She was wearing a short brown dress with black stockings and heels. In her hands were a small cat-o-nine tails and a wooden ruler.'I always knew you were a sissyboy pussy loving pervert,' she said with a sneer. 'Down on your knees boy.'Willingly, I sunk to my knees and she walked slowly towards me. She stopped and slowly began to raise her skirt, higher and higher and I got to see her stocking tops properly, stretched taught across her shapely thighs. Then her panties came into full view, little black ones with a white gusset. Sticking her thumbs in at their sides, she slowly lowered them to the mid point of her thighs so revealing her now more sparse and graying pubic hair.'Is this what my little pervert of a son wanted to see?''Yes mom,' I said shamefully.'Does my sissyboy son still love his mommy's pussy?''Yes mommy, I can't stop thinking about it. I've never stopped thinking about your pussy since...' My voice trailed off. Although I was a grown man, suddenly I felt like I was ten years old again.'Then put your pathetic face into the crotch of mommy's panties while they are still around her legs.''Now?' 'Yes now you stupid little bastard! Put your nose right into the crotch son.'I shuffled across the floor on my knees until I was kneeling before her. I looked up and she looked down at me. Like she did all those years ago, she pushed my face between her legs and forced my face into the heavily soiled crotch of her damp panties. My cock was hard in a second and without further encouragement, I buried my nose in the material and unashamedly savoured my mom's most intimate bodily scents. After what seemed like an eternity in heaven, Mom roughly pulled me away and, without removing her stilettos, stepped out of her panties, then clasped my face pushing it onto her pussy. Only then did I realise how excited she was by what had happened. I could see her pussy was soaking wet.Instinctively I wanted to bury my tongue burrowed between the lips of her pussy and went to do so. 'Not yet, 'You pathetic little pervert!' my mother screamed at me. She brought the little whip down hard on my naked back. 'You're going to have to earn the right to kiss mommy's pussy.'She turned towards me. I looked longingly at her pussy. 'My boy, the mommy loving pervert. So you silly little bastard, you want to be mommy's pussy slave?''Yes mom,' I said shamefully, not daring to look in her eye. 'I do. You don't know how much I've missed your pussy mom.' 'You silly little wanker!' she purred with a wicked smile. 'You and your girlie sized cock deserved to be humiliated and punished!'She pulled my face to her pussy and held it there.'Remember how I used to tweak your puny little cock when you were in the shower?''Yes mom.''I'm going to have to teach you there's a penalty attached to being a mommy pussy lover,' she said. 'You want mommy's pussy? Well, you are going to have to do everything and anything your mommy asks you from now on. Is that understood?''Yes mom,' I said from within her pubic bush.'OK, then you may suffer at your leisure,' she said. 'Because now you have agreed, there will be no turning back. You will be my pussy slave.'She turned around and leaning with her hands against the chest of drawers, presented her backside. 'Let's see what you're really made of; I want you to lick my asshole!'I'd never even contemplated licking her asshole, not even in my wildest fantasies. Kneeling behind her I smothered the flesh of her buttocks with kisses. 'That isn't good enough!' she sneered. 'I SAID I WANT YOU TO LICK MY ASSHOLE! Get your nose between my cheeks and smell it first!'Mom reached behind her and pulled her cheeks to fully apart expose her little brown rosette. I moved my head forward and pressed my nose against it.'Breath deep, smell mommy's dirty little asshole.'Then she pushed her ass into my face. 'Lick it!'Gently I circled her asshole with my tongue. The flavour of her anus immediately exploded on my taste buds and she moaned in obvious delight. 'Now put that tongue of yours inside my asshole, you pathetic little wretch!'Gaining confidence, my tongue probed deeper, pushing inside her gammy hole. I dug as deep as I could, licking and sucking for all I was worth. And every time I probed, so she moaned in delight and pleasure.'You like the taste of my asshole don't you?' she asked contemptuously.'Yes mom ,' I replied.'How humiliating is it for you to lick your own mother's asshole?' she asked turning towards me again. 'Look me in the eyes and tell me!' I couldn't help it, but tears welled up in my eyes. She knew what I wanted. And I wanted to be humiliated and hurt by her.'You pathetic little pervert!' my mother screamed at me and slapped my face and then brought the whip down hard on my naked back. 'She thrust her pussy towards me. 'You may kiss me there.'I started to smother the object of my desire with loving butterfly kisses. Pushing me away with a little laugh, she went and sat on the bed. 'Come here,' she demanded. I stood in front of her, naked and my erection all too obvious.Her right hand encircled and clasped my balls. Her sharp fingernails clawed my scrotum.'Don't you dare cum until I tell you!' she sneered.''No mommy, I-I'll try not to,' I said I wincing as she dug her talons deeper into my tender skin. 'Please mommy, you're hurting me!''Of course I'm hurting you! You deserve to be hurt. And now you have confessed your sins, I am going to hurt you many times Alex,' she said. 'Now and in the future I'm going to punish you because you need to be punished. You are not just a little pussy loving pervert, you are a mommy loving pussy pervert and mommy knows your pathetic cock needs to be humiliated and punished for all the times it got hard thinking of me. It's so small isn't it? No wonder your wife left you!'Tears began to well in my eyes again, she had no idea how close to the truth she was. When Carole, my ex, had gone off with the other man, her parting remark was that he had a cock three times the size on mine which satisfied her in a way that I never could.But then again, her pussy never excited me in the way my mom's did and now I was heading towards heaven.'She reached for the wooded ruler. If I hadn't initially realised what it was for I did now. Still clasping my balls in an iron grip, she brought the ruler down on my erection. Again and again she hit it with the ruler. I winced and cried out. But she took no notice.'You are a silly little bastard. You are a sissy pussy loving little slut, she shouted as she hit me. 'Well you are going to be mommy little pussy slave from now on! Mommy's silly little wanker because you're a mummy loving pervert.'And I loved it, mom humiliating me. The blows from the ruler on my hard cock only served to excite me even further... and she knew it.'So what do you want most son?' she asked with a superior air. 'You don't know how much I want to taste you pussy mom,' I said nervously.'Get on your knees. You can watch mommy playing with herself. I knelt in front of her and was mesmerised by the sight of her playing with her clit and sticking her fingers inside her pussy.Then she stopped, making me lick her fingers. 'Is that what my little pussy loving son wants? To taste his mommy's pussy?''Yes, mommy, please mommy.''Then you can make mommy happy and lick her pussy clean,' she said, pushing my head down towards her cunt. 'At long last my sissy boy son has his wish granted.'I didn't wait to be told a second time. I buried my face into her pussy, licking her clit and deep inside of her, tasting my mom, smelling her and savouring her sex.She moaned appreciatively and laid back on the bed as I unashamedly adored and worshipped her powerful and by now, very wet pussy. She grabbed my hair, directing me and pulling my face this way and that into her moistness as she writhed with pleasure. I knew that my pleasure from now on would be giving her pleasure and knowing I'd be punished if I didn't get it right. Indeed, once or twice she sat up and lashed my back with the whip 'Do it right you pathetic little bastard!' she screamed. Suddenly her breathing became quicker and I felt her shudder. She yelled out as she orgasmed in my face. I didn't lick her any more, but stayed gazing at her pussy, her wonderful old pussy, the sight of which gave me so much pleasure.'On the floor!' she ordered.As she rolled off the bed and got up, I went to lay face up on the floor. Hands on hips, she towered over me, directly above my face, her dress hitch slightly. I looked up at her exposed pussy under her dress. 'This is a special test son,' she said quietly. 'Fail this and you will never ever lick my pussy again. Understood?'I nodded as she gradually began to lower herself to a crouch and then went onto her knees. I couldn't believe it; she was going to sit on my face. In a moment I was being smothered by mom's beautiful pussy. She pushed down hard on my face, almost preventing me from breathing. It seemed to amuse her to feel me struggling for breath under her. She rode my face, oblivious to me, using my nose and mouth as a human machine to satisfy her. Then I felt something inside her contract. I didn't realise what was happening for a moment. Then I tasted the first few salty drops. 'Drink my piss . Drink every last drop my son or else!' she commanded.A trickle became a stream and my mouth was flooded with her urine. I gulped it down as fast as I could, but it kept on coming, I drank as much as I could but some of it spilled over my face and onto the floor. After what seemed an eternity the flow of piss ceased and I spluttered and coughed as she climbed off of my face.'There, did you like your old mom's piss?' she asked.''Yes mom, yes...' I sobbed, quite overcome with emotion. To be my mom's human toilet was as pleasurable for me as it was humiliating.'Then you will be my daily toilet slave from now on. Every time I want to take a leak, you will open your mouth and drink it.''Y-yes mom,' I stammered. 'You didn't do a very good job did you?' she said. 'I'm going to have to punish you in a very special way for letting my pee spill on the floor.'She turned around and lowered herself onto my face again. 'Lick my asshole!' she commanded.'I readily began to lick and did deep into her anus with my tongue. Then I winced, my yelp was because of the stinging pain in my genitalia, but my cry was effectively stifled by her ass. Mom had brought the small whip down hard onto my cock and balls. Again and again she lashed out with the whip. The sensation was out of this world. I didn't know until then the pleasure that can come from the pain and humiliation of a cock.'Your cock is PATHETIC!' she screamed as the blows landed one after the other. 'A pathetic girlie sized cock that could never ever satisfy a real woman. Only a MOTHER could love it!'Had she kept up the blows and verbal abuse I think I would have cum, but eventually she stood up. And then turning towards me again said, 'My poor little Alex. Now you mommy is going to fuck you.'She lowered herself down and onto my rock hard cock. She took it and slipped into her pussy. My cock by now was oh so sore, but as I slid into her, the wetness of mom's pussy was like a soothing balm. She rode me, rocking back and forth and as she did so, tweaked my nipples hard. I couldn't hold back for long. I was in heaven, my mom was fucking me, and I squirted my sperm deep into her loving pussy.Afterwards she hugged me and gave me a little kiss on my lips. The kiss became a long and passionate one. 'I love you mom,' I said.'And I love my pussy loving pervert,' she said with a thin smile. 'And over time, you will show me just how much you love your mom and my pussy.'From that day on, mom and I have had many adventures. Perhaps you'd like me to tell you more about them.ENDYou can see and buy sets of pictures of the mom who inspired this story by going to: http://www.images4sale.com/store/13901She is the author's lover and we role-play mom/son fantasies together behind closed doors! Feedback from other lovers of this kind of role-play are welcomed.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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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dreamscapes.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/dreamscapes.txt	Sleep experts claim that during an eight hour R.E.M cycle the brain conjures twelve dreams a night on average. However, these dreams are not usually the full length movies but the trailers, and most if not all are forgotten upon awaking. They do stay buried deep in the subconscious and occasionally the smallest word, the simplest visual, can bring back a snatch of them......The girl stands nude under the evergreen tree. She is very petite, with small, pert breasts. She stands with her arms raised above her head in seeming invitation for something to come from the sky. I notice that except for her long black hair and the small matching triangle below, she is very pale; her skin is almost milk white. The evergreen is a tall one, and although it is a warm day, its boughs are heavily laden with snow. The wind picks up a little, causing the girl's hair to blow about her shoulders and her nipples to harden into erect little nubs. I have no idea who she is; if I saw her walking down the street fully clothed, I would never look twice in her direction. But now, right now under that tree, I know she is magic. She is ageless. The wind causes snow to drift down from the tree, sending it fluttering silently around the girl. Immaculately formed flakes land in her now disheveled hair and stick there. She lowers her arms and the wind settles, but the snow keeps falling from the tree. She seems to notice me then, even though I know she has been aware of my presence since the beginning. She smiles and I take that as an invitation to come closer. However, I stop in my tracks and watch silently again as she cups her right hand to her breast. The left buries itself between her legs and she closes her eyes in complete nirvana. I know she is moaning, but I cannot hear her and I slowly realize that I haven't heard anything at all in this surreal landscape. I wait patiently for her inevitable climax, enthralled by the sight of her doing something so private in front of me. She stiffens and begins to shake as the release washes over her. I have so many questions to ask her and begin to walk over to her once again. And again, before I have taken more than a step, she disappears and the entire world begins to blur......The room is shadowed in soft light and classical yet dissonant music plays on the Wurlitzer in the corner in true film noir fashion. I sit in a wicker chair facing him. I can't see him in the dim light; I can just make out his shadow. Looking to where I think his eyes might be, I give him a small, secretive smile. I raise my hand to my blouse and slip it down one side, exposing my left shoulder. I sense him leaning forward in anticipation. Instead of bearing the skin of my right shoulder to him as well, I slowly unbutton the blouse and slip it off completely. There is no bra to follow it. I sit upright in the chair, displaying my breasts to him for his attention, his enjoyment, his approval. His hand comes forward out of the gloom and rests gently on my right breast. He squeezes it lightly, so lightly, but I still groan in a strange mixture of agony and bliss. It is not just my breast he has engulfed. It is my entire body and soul. His mind reaches out and touches mine, our connection is so deep there is no need for words. There is no permission to seek. He knew long ago that with me there would never be a need to ask. His hand still resides on my breast as I slide off the chair and onto the floor. The Wurlitzer skips almost imperceptibly as it switches to a new groove in the record. I don't recognize the new song, and yet in some fundamental way I do. Still film noir, it is the type of song played during love scenes in old movies. Indeed, the world becomes black and white there on the floor, the only color is the red lipstick I do not remember applying. It transfers to his neck as he takes me on the floor. Engulfs, consumes, and leaves nothing but black, white, red, and pleasure......The girl lays flat on her back and smiles beguilingly at the man who looks down at her prone figure. His older age and her similarity to him in appearance would suggest that he's her father. She is naked except for a pair of light purple panties, which apparently he finds very appealing because his hand smoothes down her stomach and rests at the border. He makes to slide under the elastic but she stops him by grabbing his hand in both of hers. Slowly, slowly she brings his hand to her lips and kisses his palm. Then, quite deliberately, she puts his finger in her mouth and sucks it gently. The man's eyes flutter shut as her tongue slowly massages the underside of his finger. He groans in frustrated lust and mutters something cliché about not being able to take it anymore. She ignores him and he tells her to stop again, this time louder and more ominous. As if in acquiescence to his request, she slides his finger from her mouth. He makes to reclaim his hand but she tightens her own and brings his wet finger to her nipple. She starts rubbing his hand in circles over the hard little bump, and it takes him a long time to realize that she has let go of him and he is now performing for her on his own. He stops. "Turn over." The words are spoken more in a command than a request, but she seems happy enough to oblige. Her creamy back, with its light smattering of speckles between the shoulder blades, is a visual treat. However, it takes second place to the slight swell of her panty clad bottom. Much as before, his hand flows down her form to rest on that fabric barrier, and suddenly he pats her there so hard it could be considered a light spank.An almost silent "oh" of surprise escapes her lips, and she wiggles her bottom almost invitingly. He is not discouraged. Again he spanks her, much harder this time. She gasps and almost whimpers but that does not deter him from his task. Again the hand comes down, and again, and again. He gets a steady rhythm going and she buries her face in the pillow as little "eh's" escape her lips. "Eh, eh, eh," one for each smack delivered. Eventually her father becomes dissatisfied with her current predicament and forcefully slides her panties down amidst cries of, "No, don't do that!" Apparently though he can do that, and with a small flourish he discards the panties over his shoulder. Exposed to the room now is her heart shaped bottom, shaded a bright red from the man's ministrations. She knows instinctively to stay on her stomach for a minute to let her father admire his work, but soon enough she again turns onto her back. The view is improved one hundred percent by that small mound of tight curls glistening with moisture. So flushed is she all over that had there been any doubt of her arousal, it is swiftly discarded. She gives her daddy a "come hither" smile and he is on her in a flash, releasing his straining erection and burying it in her with an ease that suggests he has been a visitor to this particular receptacle for a long time. She grinds her hips up to meet his thrusts and moans in not entirely faked lust. As he slams her into the mattress he never notices the single tear of regret and determination that trickles silently down her face. Her nine year old sister is playing in the room down the hall, happily oblivious to her father's afternoon perversions. As the teenager cries out in mortified release and her father spills his seed deep inside her, she can't help thinking, "the sacrifices one must make for one's sister..."...It's him again, but this time we've left the wicker chair and Wurlitzer and are in the room of my childhood. It is the picture of innocence; butterfly wallpaper, stuffed animals, figurines on the shelves. It looks like it was made for a twelve-year-old girl, and at the time, it was. Maybe that's why we've never had sex here, he and I, maybe subconsciously we didn't want to dampen the innocence...or destroy it all together. But he's here now and I have other plans. I want to ask him how he got here, but the idea is discarded as he kisses me. He knows that all I've ever really desired was this. To lie in bed with him and feel wanted. I nip his lip with a daring I don't usually show and he laughs softly. Instinctively his hand cups my breast, and I put my hand over his, never intending to let him go.I do let him go though and his hand explores under the covers until he finds my cleft. I whimper softly and bury my face against his chest. My legs spread in invitation and it takes him no time at all to locate that little nub of flesh that resides between my legs. He rubs it slowly, torturing me as he kisses me hard on my neck, on my shoulders, on my breasts. His kisses aren't the only hard thing, considering what I have pressed up against my thigh. The evidence of his arousal puts me over the edge and I tremble so hard I figure I must surely break. His finger still tarries on my clit but I can't stand for him to continue, so grabbing his arm I put his hand back on my breast. I'm still shivering in release as he rubs the moisture from his ministrations into my nipple, exciting it to the point of soreness. Eventually the tremors pass and somewhat nervously I reach down and grasp his erection. I feel him stiffen a little but I do not stop rubbing it as I gain the courage to tell him what I want. Finally the words come out, much quieter than I intend but still there. "I want this in me now... please. I..." I stop and blush for a minute, feeling ridiculous. He does not prod me to continue and I feel tears come to my eyes for the love I feel for this man. It gives me the courage to go on. "I want to have your baby." There, I said it. It was corny, but maybe sometimes corny is underrated. If he thinks my plebeian dialogue is ridiculous he doesn't say so. Gently removing my hand from his erection, he turns and positions himself between my legs. I don't realize I'm holding my breath until I exhale it upon him entering me. The world narrows to the feel of him inside me, to our heavy breathing and the whimpers I can't seem to stop making. He stiffens slightly and as his gift hits my walls, I pray that it will go where it needs to be. Still buried to the hilt, he leans down and gives me another kiss. I feel sophisticated and mature with him up inside me... I feel like such a little girl......I jerk awake in my bedroom, the one from my childhood. In the delirious aftermath of my dreams I turn to him, only to find that he is not there. Reality comes crashing back as I realize he is still thousands of miles away, probably sleeping by now in his own bed, having his own dreams. Tears threaten but I blink them back furiously. There is no point in self pity. I am in aching need of release, but I ignore that too. No self stimulation could ever be satisfying enough after that dream, after being so close to a different reality. I settle back on my pillow and without realizing it, my hand rests on my stomach and starts to rub the emptiness there. I drift off to sleep and if another eight dreams are conjured, I don't remember them upon waking.Copyright 2007 Pasego~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49
brownstone.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/celeb/brownstone.txt	Author Note: Happy Birthday to both Eddie Van Halen(53)and Janet Lupo(58)! ATK 2008***It was during the evening hours of July 26th within the City of Chicago, Illinois that the most popular rock band on this very planet Earth known as Van Halen had just finished performing yet another successful concert in a popular music hall and said 'good night' to all of the loyal fans who were still cheering and applauding just in time for the band's lead singer whose name happens to be Eddie Van Halen and his beloved wife, a beautiful actress named Valerie Bertinelli had said 'good night' to his fellow band members whose names were David Lee Roth, Wolfgang Van Halen and Alex Van Halen before they had gotten into their rental car and drove themselves away from the music hall. But they were both unable to make it to their hotel and it was because that as soon as they had turned themselves on to Broderick Avenue, the rental car that they were driving in had suddenly and unexpectedly slowed to a complete stop in front of a brownstone residence, which had caused a confused Valerie to turn her eyes toward her rocker husband and ask, "Eddie-sweetie, why do I have a feeling that running out of gas in front of this place is not your idea?""Don't worry, Valerie. Hopefully, I'll be able to get it restarted and get our butts back to the hotel safe and sound," that was what a confidant Eddie had said to Valerie after he had placed his gentle hand on top of his loving bride's and before he had tried to restart the car without any success, causing the suddenly enraged rock star to slam his fist on the dashboard and say, "God fucking dammit! I don't believe this shit!"But then, after he had taken a deep breath and calmed himself down, the Val Halen lead singer had his eyes toward the very brownstone that he and Valerie had suddenly ran out of gas in front of and said, "Well, Valerie. I hate to tell you this but we have no choice but to walk ourselves up tot hat door and see if there's someone who would allow us to call for a tow truck," before the rock star and his Hollywood wife had gotten themselves out of the car, walked up to the front door of the brownstone and knocked on the door. Of course, that was before the door had opened itself up and allowed a blonde female who was bearing a striking resemblance to Playboy Magazine's November 1975 Playmate Of The Month known as Janet Lupo to stand in front of both Eddie and Valerie and ask, "Hello, is there something that you need help with?" Which -- in turn -- was before the Van Halen lead singer and his beautiful bride had stepped into the residence and turned their eyes toward the Janet Lupo look-alike just in time for him to take a deep breath and answer, "As a matter of fact, my wife and I had came in here in order to use your phone to call for a tow truck because our car had suddenly slowed to a stop outside your door.""Oh, well. In that case, how about I make that phone call for you? By the way, I'm only asking you this out of curiosity. You're Eddie Van Halen and Valerie Bertinelli. Am I right?", that was the question that the Janet Lupo clone had asked the couple just before Valerie had let out a big smile and answered, "Why yes, we are. May I ask what your name is?" Which had caused the small smiling blonde babe to walk herself over to the couple, give Valerie a friendly handshake and answer, "My name is Victoria Nealon and if you also want me to do so, I shall fix you guys something to drink while you wait for that tow truck to get here. Okay?"And after both Eddie and Valerie had looked and shrugged their shoulders at each other and said 'okay' to the beautiful blonde hostess, they had walked into the living room and sat themselves down on the sofa before Victoria had stepped into the kitchen and started pouring some iced tea for herself and her two newfound guests, who were both unable to suspect that she was also mixing some strange green liquid into their glasses of iced tea. And then, after she had carried the three glasses of iced tea into the living room and handed two of those glasses to Eddie and Valerie, Victoria had raised up her glass, took a deep breath and said, "And now, my friends. It's time for a toast. Here's to you, Eddie and Valerie. Welcome to my humble abode. At least, for a short while." Before they had shared a small chuckle between them, clinked their glasses of iced tea together and gulped down the iced tea within them. But of course, that was the very same green liquid that was mixed into their iced tea had suddenly caused both Eddie and Valerie to become very sleepy and have no other choice but to drop their heads down on the sofa and become unconscious just in time for a small smiling Victoria to press a button on a wall and the basement door to open and allow a young and beautiful maiden in a maid costume that had looked like it was ordered out of an Adam And Eve catalog to step out of that doorway, walk over to her blonde mistress and ask, "Is it time?""Yes, Melissa. It is time." That was the answer that Victoria had given the beautiful maid, who had picked up the glasses that the iced tea were in and carried them back into the kitchen before she had helped her blonde mistress carry the unconscious couple down to the basement, where Victoria had stripped off all of her clothes, put on a teddy, rubbed her hands together and said, "Okay, Melissa! Let's get these two assholes naked!"And of course, as soon as he had finally opened his eyes, placed his hands on his forehead and asked, "Oooohhhh! What the fucking hell was the truck that hit me?"Eddie had sat himself up and shockingly discovered that he has been placed in another room, stripped bare ass naked and unable to see Valerie anywhere in the room that he has been placed in, causing a concerned Eddie to get himself back up to his feet, step out of the room and yell, "HEY, VALERIE! WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU OKAY? VALERIE?"But as soon as he had walked himself into another room and discovered that his own wife has been placed in a crotchless embroidered panty and tied down to a pool table and Melissa had placed one end of the Thick 'N Thicker double dong inside her hot, wet pussy and began pumping the other end in and out of Valerie's exposed cunt, a confused Eddie had looked upon the entire scene like he was about to ask, "What the fucking hell is going on here? Has everyone in this place lost their fucking heads?"But just as he was about to those words, the Van Halen lead singer had turned his head towards the left and discovered that Victoria was pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot, moist snatch and caressing her own tits just before she had turned her eyes toward Eddie, let out a small smile and said, "Well, I see that you're finally awake! Come on, Eddie! Admit it! You really do enjoy watching your wife getting fucked by another woman!"And then, after she had looked down and noticed that Eddie was already stroking his stiff cock, the gleeful Victoria had picked up a tube of Hard-On Sex Creme, moved herself closer to the Van Halen hunk and said, "Oooohhhh, yes. I thought so. You're just like a good friend of mine known as Mitchell Kane with the Carmen Luvana life-sized vibro-doll. You really are in need fo a good fuck." Before she had squirted some of the cream out of the tube and began rubbing it on Eddie's stone hard dick. Then, after they had moved themselves closer to Melissa and her helpless sex partner and Eddie had placed his stiff cock inside the beautiful maid's asshole and his hands on her firm breasts, Victoria had placed herself over Valerie's face and her hands on Melissa's bare shoulders and allowed her maid to start sucking on her stiff mounds and the helpless Hollywood star to start licking on her cunt, causing both Eddie and Valerie to suddenly realize that even though they were both being forced to have hot and steamy sex against their will.They were able to experience the one thing that they had never experienced with any size group before which happens to be pure and untamed erotica and enjoying every minute of it. That was before Valerie has been finally freed from her bondage, Eddie had placed his stone hard dick inside his beloved bride's cunt and began licking on Victoria's snatch, Valerie had started licking on Melissa's pussy and caressing her firm breasts and the blonde mistress had placed her hand on her beautiful maid's silky smooth naked thigh and began sucking on her bare toes.A sexually-energized Melissa had placed her hands on Valerie's bare back and yelled at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES!THAT'S IT!DO IT, VALERIE!DO IT, VICTORIA! TOUCH ME! SUCK ON MY TOES! SUCK MY WET PUSSY DRY! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"And then, after the four newfound lovers had started moving themselves harder and faster and their lovemaking has finally been able to call a tow truck for the stalled rental car, Eddie, Valerie, Victoria and Melissa had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked arms in a lover's embrace just before the sound of a speeding truck honking its horn had caused the Van Halen lead singer and his beloved bride to suddenly wake themselves up from their nap and discover that they had somehow been placed inside their rental car and it was running again. And after they had also discovered that it was already dawn of the next day, a confused Valerie had turned her confused eyes toward Eddie and asked, "Sweetheart, could you please at least try to answer this question for me? Was what we had experienced a dream or something else all together?" Before the small-smiling rock star had placed his gentle hand on top of his loving wife's, took a deep breath and answered, "To tell you the truth, Valerie. I really don't know but I could tell you this much. That if we're going to allow ourselves to be doing something in Chicago again, I might feel like paying another visit to this little brownstone right here on Broderick Avenue."THE END
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sexshow.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/84/sexshow.txt	Author's Note: As with all my stories these are truthful recollections of things past, except for the ones which are fantasies - you choose which you think they are! If you enjoy them please give them the thumbs up; if you really like them please comment and if you REALLY like them mail me and I'll tell you more than I can put here! http://xhamster.com/user/merlinnz***Some time back I used to go to Amsterdam with a bunch of mates every so often.We'd gotten used to the usual tourist tack porn stuff and usually spent the nights in the bar's around the red light area. This one particular time we were in a biker bar, and being a biker bar, heavy and menacing it meant there weren't any tourists in there.Chatting to the bar man we said we were fed up of the usual tourist sex show and he told us of one that was a step above the norm and out of the main city centre. "It's more for your local," he said, "and I'll ring and let them know you are coming." He went on to tell us that it would be harder core than anything we'd seen before - he was right.It was two tram rides out and when we got there it was more a brothel than a sex club. But we rang the bell anyway and a big black guy came to the door. We said that someone rang ahead and he let us in.Once inside we were shown to a woman by a large table. Again we mentioned that someone rang ahead and that we wanted to see the sex show. We were told it was 50 gilder each, which was dammed expensive back then. Some in our little group thought this was too expensive so we had a bit of a conference between us.The woman on the counter was losing patience with us and said that it would be 45 each if we all paid up now! So we collected together the full amount and handed it over.The big black guy showed us all into a room where a porn film was showing on a projector screen."Fucking hell we've been done!" some complained, and to all intents and purposes it looked like we had. 45 gilder for a porno film was definitely a rip off.Sometime later another bloke came in and spoke Dutch to us, and then another and another. It was - it seemed - a waiting room after all.About 20 minutes later the black guy came back and spoke in Dutch to the others and beckoned us all to follow, which we did.We were shown into a room that had 4 rows of, well basically planks of wood, each higher up than the one in front. There was a stage in front of these planks and a black curtain behind the stage.As we all sat down a woman came around and gave us all a beer. The light dimmed and the first act came on. The ping pong girl, we called her that amongst us. She shot out ping pong balls from her talented cunt and the Dutch members of the group seemed keen in catching them. We soon found out why. They had to replace them for round two! It seemed audience participation was welcomed at this club.For round two we tried to catch them, but damn, this girl certainly seemed to be able to aim them at who ever she wanted.After round two she left and in came act number two. A girl on girl thing, and it was hot. Way better than any other we'd seen in the red light district. They were both knockouts, one blonde the other raven haired. They did just about everything you could except crawl into each other. I didn't know that girls could take a pounding like that will a strap-on, but Blondie certainly could and she was loving it the whole time.After this smoldering act the black guy, who had been standing at the back all the time, brought over two low padded benches and placed them on the stage. The lights dimmed until it was almost completely dark. When the lights came back on again there were two very, VERY large ladies, in Basques. In-between them stood this bloke in posing trunks. I looked at my mates and they at me. What the hell was this?Then it started. Both women stood still as the guy gyrated around them. This was getting funny. Then each sat on their respective box and before you knew it he had his cock out. Now to say it was an impressive cock for such a skinny guy would be just rude. The man was hung like a frigging donkey.Both women had a good go on his impressive cock and seeing him erect just made us all feel inadequate. The next thing he did was to have them both women on their feet again and then he bent each one over. With one's ample arse cheek held firmly in each hand he entered her and gave her a few good few strokes. He'd stop and do the same to the other. A few good few strokes and then stop. This went on for a while and then one of the women said something in Dutch to him. Goodness knows what was said but the black doorman appeared with a 2 foot double ender dildo. The thing was a battering ram!Our stallion placed it between the two ladies and in a piston like monition slid it from one to the other while all our eyes got big.We were in the first row and I can tell you now those women were wet! We could see their juices come out with each motion and dribble to the floor. The wetter they became the deeper the dildo seemed to go in, and the deeper it went the more they moaned and groaned and squirmed around.Fucking hell this made me so horny! Then it stopped! What a disappointment. I don't know about the others but I was rock hard by then. I wanted to see them cum.Our stallion lifted each woman up off her bench then said something in Dutch which seemed to get the rest of the crowd excited, then he repositioned the benches. A bloke leaned forward and said to us, "It's a competition now, you have to choose which one you think'll come first," and he motioned at the two women on the stage.The women were standing at either end, and it seemed the punters, us, had to stand alongside the one we thought would hold out the longest and hence the winner!So we just split up into two groups. Once we all did this it was sit back down. Now the women kneeled on the floor and lend over the benches. Stallion knelt between them with a vibrator in each hand.First he teased each woman's pussy with it, and encouraged each team to support their woman to hold out the longest. Then he turned each vibrator on and slid them into each willing pussy. Both women let out a long, deep moan and it started.We were only a few feet away from a dripping wet pussy that some bloke was friggin' with, with that vibrator. Drops of girl-juice flew to the floor. You wanted to see what was happening to the other woman, but couldn't because like schoolboys transfixed we'd made a semi-circle around our chosen one. The Dutch guys shouted stuff, probably encouragement to hold on and were eager to get to the front.Now we were within fingering distance from our chosen pussy. You could hear each thrust forward as stallion pushing in his toy."Oil! Oil!" came a shout and before you know it a bottle of warm oil appeared. My mate made a lunge for it and got it. "In her arse!" shouted someone from behind and he just looked stunned! Someone leant forward in an effort to take it off him, but he didn't let go.Black Stallion indicated her bottom. My mate stood up and moved forward. He squirted a huge amount over her bum crack, and it made the woman squeal. Some of the Dutch guys complained, in Dutch. Then Stallion motioned at one of the Dutch guys to come forward. He did so and without being told, so Obviously knew what to do, straddled the woman and faced the crowd.Pulling apart her arse-cheeks he exposed her tight bum hole. Now Stallion took out the vibrators from each woman's pussy and pushed them into their respective bums, as the willing helper from the crowd held her cheeks apart.Being seated where we were, we could see that each time he pushed the vibrator in, slowly, the woman's' pussy gaped and closed. Fuck by now I was ready to burst. I so wanted to get in there and fuck the living daylight out of her.Both women were toyed with anally for what seemed like ages. The call for more oil went out more than once, and what oil that wasn't used up in lubing her bottom trickled down on to her pussy lips.Then they stopped. A large butt plug like dildo was brought out and inserted into the open and sloppy pussy. The bloke that straddled her was told to retake his seat and Stallion and the black doorman now took control. Stallion said, "And now we see who wins and who comes first." And with that he and the doorman began fucking them with these large butt plug toys.Oil and pussy juice mixed together as the pace was frantic. The woman in front of us was aroused to say the least. Her lips had swollen and reddened. She was screaming, but all of a sudden the other woman began slapping the floor and bucking on her bench. She had had a huge orgasm. Everything stopped."Fucking hell!" we said to each other, that had been so great.Stallion came across to our side and lifted up our woman's arm, "The winner!" he said, like she was some prize boxer.Suddenly everyone behind us pushed forward. What was going on?The other woman sat up. She was wiping her hands and repositioning herself and I noticed she had pointed at two people from her side of the room, one of which was from our group. Then our woman did the same, but this time she chose only one and it was someone from our group."And now time to redeem herself," said Stallion.I asked the guy behind me what was going to happen. Seemed that as the looser, she had to wank off both guys she'd chosen before the other, the winner, sucked off the one she'd chosen on our side. "Seemed unfair," I said. "Yes but he gets to fuck her," said the Dutch guy, pointing at the Stallion and the wining woman.This was going to be interesting.So as one of our group stood there, his losing woman got out his cock, and that of his neighbor, and started to wank them off; whilst the other, got on all fours and unzipped our mates trousers and out popped his twitching cock this was going to be all over rover in seconds by the look of things"Don't forget now boys," said the stallion, "no cumming or your team loses," and with that he buried his massive cock into our team's woman pussy. She just let out a massive moan and led there as he pumped her.Our mate looked at us, devastated, His blow job hadn't even started. But she composed herself , took hold of him and took down his length. His face was a treat. He looked like he was in heaven. Right then there was a shout out from the other side. The woman had made one bloke, the Dutch guy cum. He shot a massive load. Now she was all on our mate and he was holding on as best he could. We laughed and shouted encouragement to both in equal amounts, but our guy on our team scrunched up, you knew he was cumming and he shot bucket loads into and around her mouth. We think it even took her by surprise how much he came.He tried to reach behind her head and hold her there but the stallion pushed him away, so his twitching cock dropped out the side of her mouth, with his cum dribbling down with it. He was still twitching and I reckon he had more to cum, if she'd had let him.No sooner than he had come our other mate let loose his and he managed to make the bench. He wasn't the volume of his wanking team mate but what he did have had distance, much to the annoyance of those others sat in the front row.The woman raised both their arms and shouted out, "Winners". My mate looked embarrassed but not as embarrassed as the one who had just spunked heaps into the mouth of a sex show worker. His cock was still twitching and jumping around and he couldn't get his trousers up and his cock away for feeling too delicate after spunking so much.Everyone was given a wet wipe and shown off the stage. The rest of our group were laughing and giving them grief and then the lights came on and that was that. Time please, everyone leave.Leaving we talked to the two luck guys and both said that any thoughts of how many times these women had done that before had totally gone out of their minds, they were totally wrapped up in the moment, and that moment was GREAT!ENDfor more stories from this author visit: http://xhamster.com/user/merlinnz
hollysgrandpa.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/hollysgrandpa.txt	Holly and her parents were worried about her grandfather's change of mood. Ed came to live with them a year and a half ago, after the death of his wife. As expected, he was saddened over his loss. He had been making adjustments to this new phase in his life, and was generally upbeat. Ed had become crabby and depressed, affecting the whole family. No one knew what was going on. This new pessimistic mood saddened Holly, as he had always been so kind to her. Ed and Holly had a special relationship. Ed's son Dan, tried to discuss his behavior but he wouldn't talk about his negative attitude. For the past few weeks Holly and her mom, Sheri, took turns checking on Ed at night, to make sure he took his medication and ask if he needed anything. This was a chore neither looked forward to, as he was usually surly with them.Ed routinely went to his room after dinner, watched television, or surfed the internet. The retreat to his room gave Holly and her parents some peaceful time. Holly, attending the community college, used the time to study.Tonight was Holly's turn to check on Grandpa, "Oh Mom do I have to? He has gotten so rude.""I know Holly, it's tough on all of us, but he is your grandfather and we are his only family. He needs our help no matter how nasty he gets. Dan, you should try talking to your dad again."Dan nodded.Holly pulled her nightie over her supple sixteen year old body. She drew a cold glass of water from the refrigerator door and placed it on a tray with his pills. Her grandfather's door was closed, so she knocked softly. There being no answer, Holly slowly opened the door.The first thing she noticed was the bright light of the computer screen. Moving closer to the computer, she saw a picture of a young woman's hand wrapped around the huge dick of an older man. Startled, she glanced to the bed. Ed was lying on his back, his pajama pants open. Holly's grandfather's hand was next to his limp cock, nested in his salt and pepper pubic hair. A hot flash rushed through her body, her puffy pink nipples hardened as she moved to the bed, and set the tray on the nightstand. Ed did not move, he appeared to be asleep. Holly touched his hand and, in an apparent reflex, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his flaccid dick. Looking back at the computer screen, Holly began to stroke her grandfather's penis. She had jerked-off her boyfriend, but this felt different. Ed's rod began to thicken, and grow in her hand. She felt warm all over. Feeling wetness between her legs, Holly increased the strokes until her grandpa's shaft reached its full seven inches. Ed stirred, but appeared to remain asleep. Holly's hand moved faster and faster until her grandpa exploded, shooting cum on her arm and hand. Her heart was beating fast as she squeezed the last several drops from the head. Holly grabbed tissues from the night stand, and wiped off herself and her granddad's dick. She pulled the sheet over Ed, turned off the light and softly closed the door.Holly's pussy was moist as she lay in bed fingering her clit. Rubbing her erect nipples, she slid two fingers in her tight twat. Her fingers flew faster as she recalled the excitement of making her grandpa cum. In a matter of minutes she brought herself to a climax. Breathing heavily, she sucked on her pussy juice soaked fingers until she fell asleep. The next morning Ed came to the breakfast table and said with a smile, "Good morning, how is everyone this morning?"Sheri and Dan flashed a puzzled look at each other. Holly was surprised but a sly smile crept across her face. Ed finished his breakfast, poured a second cup of coffee and took the morning paper out on the patio."What is that all about?" Dan asked his wife, "Not that I'm complaining.""I don't know," Sheri replied. She looked at Holly who was smiling as she continued to eat her breakfast.After Dan left for work, Sheri said, "Holly, you know something don't you. You know why your grandpa is in such a good mood."Holly continued to smile. "Now don't get mad. You always say I can tell you anything, and we share lots of things we don't tell Dad or others, right?"Sheri nodded."Well, last night when I went in to give grandpa his water, he was asleep on the bed. His pajamas were open and his penis was sticking out, all shriveled up, like. There was a picture on his computer of a young girl giving a hand-job to an older man, I..."Shari interrupted her daughter, "So you jerked your grandpa off? What did he say?" "He never woke up, at least I don't think he did. You know I told you I had jerked-off Jerry, but this was different. Grandpa got hard right in my hand and, and he came all over me. It was a real turn-on Mom.""Why you little tramp," Sheri said with a smile, "You better get going or you'll be late for school."Ed came in the kitchen and announced, "I'm going to the gym to work out, haven't been there for a while."Ed left, and Sheri was curious. She had an hour or so before she had to leave for her appointment. She went into Ed's room and sat at his computer. Reviewing the site history and the searches he had made, she discovered he was seeking, 'Obtaining and Maintaining an Erection.'Continuing her search, she stumbled over an e-mail Ed had exchanged with a cyber-friend, Pete. Apparently, Pete was about her father-in-law's age. Sheri discovered an email where Ed was bemoaning the fact that he couldn't get a hard-on, even with Viagra and porn. Pete said he needed a woman to stroke his cock and he should try a massage parlor. That's where Pete went. 'So that was it,' Sheri thought to herself. Ed was all cranky because he couldn't get it up and Holly's hand-job got it done. She wondered to herself, 'what she would encounter tonight, when she brought him his water and pills.' Dinner was a pleasant experience for the first time in quite a while. Ed chatted away, asking how Holly's day went. He discussed the baseball standings with Dan, and even helped Sheri clear the table, and fill the dishwasher. Ed excused himself saying that he was going to shower and watch some TV in his room. "Don't forget my pills tonight, Sheri," he said as he left the room.Holly went to her room to study. Dan was watching TV as Sheri showered and put on her Baby Doll nightie. When she returned to the family room, Dan had just turned off the TV to go to bed. He commented about her sexy nightgown and hoped he would see her take it off later. Smiling, Sheri filled a glass with ice water and went to Ed's room.As she entered, Sheri noticed a video loop on the computer screen of a pretty young thing sucking off an older man. She turned to the bed and caught Ed quickly close his eyes, pretending to be asleep. His hand lay next to his soft cock head peeking out of the open pajamas. Moving to the bed, Shari set the glass down and freed Ed's limp dick from his PJ's. As she cradled his cock in her warm hand, it began to come to life. Stroking with one hand while cupping his balls with the other, Sheri said with a smile, "You can't fool me, Ed. You're not asleep, you dirty old man."Ed stirred but said nothing as his cock grew in length and thickness under Sheri's care. She bent over the bed and ran her tongue around the purple knob. Ed's shaft stiffened as Sheri's lips lowered to the base of his rod. She slowly raised and lowered her head, feeling his dick thicken with each motion. As she hastened the pace, Sheri felt Ed's hand grab the cheek of her ass pulling her on to the bed. Her pussy was dripping as she flung her leg over her father-in-law's head and lowered her cunt to his face. He reached up and pushed her Baby Doll panties to the side."Well I'll be damned, you've got a bald pussy. I like it!" Ed said with glee.His tongue moved back and forth over her orifice. Ed's fingers parted her swollen lips allowing his tongue to penetrate her pudendum. His fingers darted in and out as he sucked on her clit.Sheri increased her pace in response to Ed's tongue and finger fucking. Muffling her cry, she whimpered as she came. Lowering his head, Ed patted her on her butt and said, "Sheri, Sheri, Sheri, I've just got to get my prick into this hot, juicy pussy."Sheri swung around, pulled her panties off and flung them to the floor. Straddling Ed's torso, she mounted her father-in-law's cock. Reaching up, Ed pushed her nightie over her head. Her tits hung down in his face. He licked the dark brown aureoles and sucked her hard round nipples. Sheri began to ride up and down on her father-in-law's rod bouncing her full boobs on his smiling face. As she felt his pulsating cock in her cunt, she speculated that Ed's dick may not be as long as Dan's, but it felt thicker. "Oh Dad, fuck me. Oh fuck your naughty daughter-in-law. Give me that cock. Yes! Yes! Oh god, oh Dad!"Sheri bit on her lip to keep from making too much noise, as she was about to cum again. Her body shook, as simultaneously she felt Ed shoot his cum in her vagina. Their pace lessened. Ed raised his head and Sheri leaned forward to meet his lips.Her face and body were flushed as she moved off Ed. Sitting on the side of the bed she wondered what she would do if Dan found them. Ed interrupted her thoughts."Here baby, cool yourself down," he said as he handed Sheri a cool damp towel along with a fluffy dry one. "That was spectacular, daughter-in-law," Ed continued, with a smile."You were pretty sensational yourself Dad. I see where Dan gets his fucking skills," Ed smiled with pride.Sheri readied herself, putting on her nightie, she slowly closed the door and tiptoed to her bedroom. To her relief Dan was asleep. Getting into bed she rubbed her still wet pussy. Smiling, she thought, 'what a great fuck her father-in-law was.'Sheri was unaware that shortly after she entered Ed's room, Holly had snuck down the hall and observed all the evening's events. In her room, Holly lay naked on her bed pressing her vibrator against her clit. Her heart beating fast, she could not believe what she has just witnessed. It's not like she had never seen two people fuck before. Holly often heard noises coming from her parents' room, and would creep to their doorway, watching them make suck and screw. Dad even fucked Mom in the ass. She seemed to like it. In fact, Kelly learned how to give her boyfriend Jerry, a hand-job and swallow, after he cums in her mouth. From her dad's and Jerry's reactions, boys and men seem to like that.Watching her mother and granddad was so erotic. She loved them both so very much. Holly continued to masturbate as she couldn't get the vision of her mother riding gramp's cock out of her mind.The next morning Ed was smiling and singing as he entered the kitchen. With a wink to Sheri he said, "No breakfast for me. I'm going to meet friends at the coffee shop before I go to the gym. Got-a stay in shape, you know!"Dan gave an inquisitive look at Sheri, still in her nightie and robe, she tried to avoid eye contact, as Dan said, "He seems to be doing better, don't you think?" Shari nodded with a knowing smile."Well whatever you're doing to put him in that mood, keep it up. You know I have that meeting in Kansas City today, so I won't be back till tomorrow. Anything you need before I go?"Sheri shook her head and gave Dan a big wet kiss and a pat on his butt, "That should keep you till you get back," she said with a grin.Dan grabbed her ass and gave her a deep throat tongue kiss, "I'll need more when I get back."As her dad was leaving, Holly entered the room wearing her sleep shirt, "Have a good trip Daddy," She looked at her mom smiling and busying herself with breakfast. "I heard Gramps sing, he must be in a good mood again," Holly said, as she studied her mother to see if she would say anything about the night before. It didn't take long for Sheri to tell her."Oh Holly, you won't believe what happened. I went into your grandpa's room thinking I'd do what you did the night before. You know, give him another hand-job. Then I saw the loop video of a woman giving head, so I thought," she paused, "Well I did suck his cock, and we just got carried away and...""I know, I know Mom. I watched you from the hall.""Why you little sneak.""It was so hot Mom, I got so wet watching you and grandpa. I fingered myself right there in the hall. I was glad Dad went to bed early.""Me too, he was asleep when I returned to the bedroom, thank heavens. I don't know what I would have done, or said had he been awake. Since you don't have any classes, what are you going to do today sweetie?" Shari asked."Oh I don't know, I'm so horny after last night. I was going to mess around with Jerry, but he has to work today," Holly replied.Clarifying, Shari stated, "We are very open with each other right?" Holly nodded, "So are you still a virgin?""Yes Mom I told you I would talk to you before 'I did it.' But I think, after last night, I'd..."Holly blushed and quickly left the room. Sheri waited a few moments and followed Holly to her room. She was studying her shoulder length red hair, and naked body in the full length mirror. In the doorway, Sheri watched her beautiful daughter cup her perky breast, run her hands over her puffy pink nipples and slide her neatly manicured fingers over the triangle of her neatly trimmed red pubic hair. Sheri was shocked at being turned on by observing her daughter touch her body in such a sensual manner. "Mom, you startled me," Holly said, in a surprised tone.Putting her hand on her daughter's shoulder, Sheri asked, "Are you okay baby?" "Yes Mom, I'm just not sure, I think I'm ready to, to lose my virginity. But Jerry is so immature, I don't think he would know what to do.""I know sweetie, you feel vulnerable, and young boys aren't the best for your first time. You want an experienced man; one that knows how to pleasure a woman, someone who will be gentle and loving."Unconsciously, Sheri reached around her daughter's waist and ran her fingers through Holly's red muff. Startled, Holly stiffened then, putting her hand over her mother's, rubbing it back and forth."I didn't mean to shock you baby. You just look so lovely standing there," Shari continued, stroking her daughter's pussy pelt, "You don't want to shave this off like mine. Men love a natural red pussy, they are very rare, you know." "Yeah, but why do you shave?""It's for your dad. He likes it bald and smooth when he rubs his face down there and eats me. Believe me, the way eats pussy, the sacrifice is worth it."Hearing her mother talk like that got Holly's pussy juices flowing. She turned facing her mother.As their eyes met Sheri grasped her daughter's hands and asked, "Have you ever been with one of your girlfriends?"Shaking her head, Holly replied, "No Mom have you? Have you ever made it with another woman?"Blushing, Sheri admitted she and Dan had done some swinging and she did enjoy lovemaking sessions with another woman on more than one occasion. Assuring Holly she still preferred men she said, "You know there is nothing wrong in a little experimentation between consulting adults."Mother and daughter embraced. Sheri felt her daughter's erect nipples against her breast. They kissed, tongues darting in and out. Both hearts beat faster as Sheri threw off her robe and flung her nightgown over her head. Their naked bodies melted together. Kissing, touching, fondling and caressing each other as Holly fell back on her bed. Shari pushed her daughter's legs apart and raising her knees. She knelt at the edge of the bed and buried her face between her daughter's legs. Holly's body gyrated as her mother licked, sucked and probed her tight wet twat. "Ohh, Oh, Oh god, Oh Mom, Oh god, Oh god, oh god, Ooooo."Holly climaxed as her mother kissed her swollen red pussy lips. Sheri climbed on the bed next to Holly, who knelt between her mother's legs and returned the favor. As it was her first time, Holly wasn't sure what to do, except to mimic the same pleasures she so enjoyed. Holly kissed and licked across her mother's smoothly shaved pussy. Sheri's body shook as her daughter flicked her tongue on her clit and, slide it into the depths of her mother's sopping snatch. Holly used her fingers, her tongue, and nudged her mother's clit with her nose. Sheri wrapped her legs around her daughter's head as she shouted, "Cumming, oh God, I'm cumming! Oh Holly! Oh Holly!" With one last squeeze she released her legs, panting and smiling down at her daughter, whose pussy soaked face looked up between her mother's legs and returned the smile. The two lay in each other's arms and talked."Mom that was awesome, but I still want a man too," Sheri cut her off with a laugh, "I know baby, you got to try it all. I noticed your hymen has been broken.""Yeah, I think I did it with my vibrator. The first time I shoved it way up it hurt like mad, and was messy. You know Mom, after seeing you and Grandpa, well I think Grandpa would be a wonderful first for me."Sheri smiled, "You know, I think he would enjoy that. Would you like me to let him know how you feel?" Holly nodded.That night after dinner Sheri asked Holly to clear the table. She and Ed went into the family room. While Holly couldn't hear them she had a good idea of what they were talking about. A few minutes later they returned to the kitchen. Ed, being pleasant as he could be, helped Holly finish up the dishes. When they were done he kissed her on the cheek."I'm going to take a shower now and watch a little TV. See you when you come to tuck me in," he said with a smile.Holly's heart beat fast as she slipped her short nightie over her head. Following the usual routine she placed the glass of cold water and Ed's pills on the tray. Her hands began to shake when Sheri reached out and held her arm, comforting her."I'll be nearby honey," Holly gave a nervous smile and nod. Entering her grandfather's room she saw Ed sitting on the side of the bed in his silk robe. Smiling he took the tray from her and placed it on the nightstand. He patted the bed, motioning her to sit next to him. With a slight shiver Holly sat down. She turned and started to speak, but words would not come out. Ed put his finger to her lips. Holding her beautiful face between his hands he looked into her hazel eyes. Speaking softly he said, "Shh honey, I'm honored you chose me for this most important night. I want to make it a very special, loving and memorable occasion for you." Still holding her face in his hands he bent forward and kissed her pink lips. Holly responded as their lips parted. At first there were gentle soft kisses, and hands caressing each other's face. Soon their passion erupted, tongues dancing in and out, bodies pressed together. Ed pulled Holly's nightie over her head and marveled at the lovely young body before him. Standing, he dropped his robe to the floor and took his granddaughters hand to pull her up to stand with him. They embraced. The ecstasy of their kisses continued. Ed's erection pressed against Holly. Rising on the balls of her feet, she opened her legs to allow his thick seven inch length to nestle against her red bush. Her ever so rigid nipples pierced Ed's chest hairs. He stroked and played with her firm butt cheeks as their bodies merged. Holly dropped to her knees, taking her grandfather's sixty-nine year old cock in her mouth. He moaned with pleasure as her tongue circled his shaft as she moved her lips back and forth.Holding her head he said, "Oh sweetheart, that is wonderful, but this is your night.""I know Granddaddy, but I want to please you too.""You have, you will," he said as he picked her up and placed her on the bed. Spreading her legs, he knelt between them and began licking her vulva. Holly's body began to tremble as Ed's tongue and fingers entered her very tight and wet vagina. "Oh Grandpa! Oh Grandpa, yes. Oh yes!" she cried out.Ed gently prodded, knowing it would be a tight fit for his throbbing cock. Reaching to the nightstand he grabbed a tube of KY Jelly and began lathering his granddaughter's already dripping pussy. Slathering a glob on his dick, he rose up."Pull your legs up sweetie, that's it. Try to relax," Pushing her legs further apart he continued, "Now I am going to go slow but this may hurt, so let me know and I'll ease up."Placing the crimson head of his cock at the entrance to her womanhood he gently inched forward. As his knob passed the gates of passion, Holly pushed against his shaft and cried out. Ed stopped. His granddaughter was so tight. "Are you alright honey?" he asked, with concern in his voice."Yes, Oh yes Grandpa. Keep going, Oh you're so big," Holly answered, breathlessly.Ed eased in inch by inch. Half way in he began a slow rhythmic motion, to which Holly responded in kind. As their pace increased, Holly relaxed and Ed slid deeper and deeper in her love canal. Their bodies rose and fell as they slammed against the bed. The intensity grew. The sexual excitement, and quickening movement brought more contact between Ed's cock and Holly's clit. Her body was experiencing rolling waves of frenzy as she experienced multiple orgasms. Ed too was experiencing great sexual excitement and about to cum. Gasping for breath, he said, "Oh sweetheart, your granddad is about to blow. Cum with me, cum with your grandpa."Holly screamed with joy as she experienced her defining moment of sexuality. Granddaughter and Grandfather kissed. Ed's spent cock remained in his granddaughter, as they laid in each other's arms. "Thank you Granddad. Thank you for helping me become a woman.""Believe me darling, it was my pleasure."Watching from the partially opened door, Sheri's eyes welled with tears of joy as she witnessed her daughter become a woman."Are you okay Holly?" Ed asked, with a concerned tone."Yes, I'm fine. Did I do it right Granddad? Were you pleased?" Holly responded."Oh yes you were wonderful. You know in all my sixty-nine years you are the first real redhead I have made love to," Ed replied."Oh grandpa, you're so sweet."Looking up, Ed caught a glimpse of Sheri standing in the hallway, "Sheri? Sheri, is that you? Come on in and join us.""Oh no, no Dad, this is Holly's special night.""No Mom come on in, and celebrate with us," Holly urged.Dropping her robe as she entered, Sheri paused at the end of the bed. She was a stunning, dark haired, forty-three year old woman. In contrast to her daughter's fair complexion, Sheri had olive-toned skin. Slightly sagging, her breasts were full, nipples large and dark. Smooth, shaven pubes capped off her well-shaped legs. At five-feet-nine, she was three inches taller than Holly."You don't mind my horning in, so to speak?" Shari asked, with a smile. Holly shook her head as Ed moved to make room for Sheri.Ed was six-feet-two with blue eyes. His white hair and tanned face was very appealing to both Holly and her mother. Lying between two beautiful women, Ed felt he was in heaven. Sheri ran her fingers through his salt and pepper chest hair. Holly began to stroke his limp cock. Sheri joined her taking turns licking and kissing his shaft. As it began to come back to life, one nibbled at his dick while the other licked and mouthed his balls. 'Man, life couldn't get better than this,' he thought to himself. Fingering each pussy as the mother-daughter team worked on him, Holly jumped when his finger slid in."Is it sore Holly?" Ed asked."Yeah... it hurts a bit.""Well swing on up here and let grandpa kiss it and make it all better."Holly maneuvered to straddle Ed's head, facing her mother. Shari continued sucking her father-in-law's cock. Lowering herself, Holly felt Ed's gentle licks and kisses on her sensitive slit.Ed's rod became rigid once again, and Sheri mounted him sliding her father-in-law's shaft up her sopping cunt. As she rode up and down, Holly leaned toward her mother and they kissed. Feeling each other's breast, the pace quickened. Ed wasn't sure what was happening above him, but for the moans and sounds of kissing.Holly seemed to forget about her irritation in the excitement of the moment. Her granddad's nose nestled between her butt-cheeks as she literally fucked his face. Sheri pounded her pussy so hard, his pelvis began to hurt. 'Damn, these two are gon'a kill me,' he thought to himself. Being too busy with sexual excitement, no one noticed the shadow in the doorway."What the Hell is going on here?!" Dan shouted.Holly was the first to see him, "Daddy?""Oh shit, I thought you..."Sheri was interrupted by Dan, who said in an angry voice, "I know what you thought, Sheri!" Dan paused, "The meeting was canceled, so I thought I'd surprise you. Now I'm the one who gets surprised by my father, fucking my wife and eating my daughter's pussy."Holly moved to the side of the bed and Ed sat up, his cock still in Sheri."Oh lighten up son. Come on and join us." Sheri dismounted. Walking toward her husband, she motioned for Holly to join her. As she touched his face and offered a kiss he stiffened, but Sheri prevailed."You know, you said since your Dad was in such a good mood we should keep doing what we were doing. Well this is it," she said, as she stroked his chest."But, but..." Dan couldn't form the words. He was struck by the beauty of his daughter, approaching him. He had caught glimpses of her in various states of undress, but this was the first time he had seen her completely naked, puffy pink nipples, red-haired pussy and all. He felt his cock grow as he took in her magnificence.Sheri began unbuttoning his shirt. On her knees, Holly undid her father's belt and unzipped his fly, dropping his pants to the floor. She pulled his boxers down, allowing his eight-inch cock to spring forth. Grabbing the base of his shaft, Holly licked circles around the reddish-blue head. Raising the knob with her thumb and first finger she ran her tongue up and down the underside ridge of her father's penis. The combined sensation of his daughter's cock sucking, and his wife's long deep throat tongue kiss caused Dan's body to shakeStroking his cock, Ed moved to his desk chair, smiling as he observed his son being ravished by his wife and daughter. Sheri grabbed Dan by his cock, pulling him to the bed. She motioned for Holly to follow. Mother and daughter knelt, giving Holly's dad the same double treatment they had bestowed on his father earlier. His prick was pulsating as Sheri motioned for Holly to climb on her dad and fuck him. Smiling, Holly mounted her father. Slowly she lowered her labial lips on his shaft."Oh my Holly you're really tight. Oh sweetheart, you're, oh baby! Oh fuck! Oh fuck your Daddy!"Holly was in control. She was sore but she set the depth and the pace. Leaning forward, she kissed her father. Dropping her body on his; they accelerated their movement."Oh Daddy! Oh Daddy, fuck your little girl. Oh Daddy! Daddy! Daddy, Oooo!"Ed took his camera from the shelf and began snapping pictures of his son and granddaughter's lovemaking. Holly rose back to her riding position. Sheri joined them, lowering herself on Dan's face. As he tasted his wife's juices he realized how wonderful it all was. Mother and daughter kissed and fondled each other as they became lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Now Ed realized what was going on when they were on top of him. He snapped another picture."Perhaps they could use it for their family Christmas card," he joked to himself. Dan knew he was about to cum. Holly's extra thrust let him know each time she had an orgasm and Sheri was cumming all over his face. His body jerked as his semen exploded, filling his daughter's vagina.The next morning Dan, Sheri and Holly woke to the smell of coffee, along with bacon and eggs cooking. Bleary eyed the three stumbled into the kitchen, where Ed was preparing breakfast. The table was set with a glass of orange juice at each place. "The toast will be ready shortly," Ed exclaimed with a smile, "I know I've been a real bastard lately and this is just one of many ways I want to thank you for getting me up, so to speak," he said with a smile.END
bigsister.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/bigsister.txt	Mindy Masters lay stretched out on her bed wearing nothing but a yawn. It was a scorching hot summer day, not to mention boring. Mindy was wondering how in the world she was going to make it through a whole long, hot summer without a man.Mindy, a petite 20-year-old brunette, was home for the summer and separated from her boyfriend, Vince, who'd had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles away. Vince had given her plenty of steady loving over the past three months, and Mindy missed it desperately. In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week at home, her need for sex was urgent.What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she couldn't just walk down the street and pick up some guy. The news would be all over town in no time at all. Besides, picking up strangers wasn't Mindy's style. She wanted Vince. But she wouldn't be seeing him again till she returned in six weeks time, and that was just too long to wait."Oh, shit," she sighed, "what am I gonna do?"There seemed to be only one answer. She'd have to get herself off, satisfy her own hot needs, without a man. Mindy blushed as she thought about it. She'd masturbated as a teenager sure, but since meeting Vince she'd left those naughty habits behind. Vince's hard cock had taken care of all her needs. Could she really go back to playing with herself?Rolling onto her back, Mindy slid a hand down her sleek little body and over the soft fur of her bush. She snaked a finger between her thighs and touched the fiery-hot slit of her pussy. The flesh was swollen, throbbing and wet. She was achingly horny, and even her lightest touch felt fantastic down there. Suddenly, there was a sharp rap at her bedroom door."Mindy, are you all right? I heard you moaning," called her mother's voice."I'm fine, Mom," Mindy called impatiently. "I'm just trying to take a nap. Maybe I had a dream.""Oh, okay, dear," her mother replied, "try to go back to sleep."Mindy moaned with frustration. She was just getting into the swing of things, and mom had to interrupt. That was another thing about being home for the summer... no damn privacy. It seemed like mom and dad checked up on everything she did. And then of course there were her two mischievous teenage brothers, always hanging around.She was lucky to get five minutes to herself to beat off, she thought bitterly. Once more she closed her eyes and stroked her hot, slippery little pussy slit. It felt so nice, and she began to cream steadily, soaking her fingers with the sizzling fuck-juice. It felt good, real good, but there was one important ingredient lacking... a man's cock. She missed Vince's big, stiff prick so badly.Mindy smiled as she thought about how she and Vince had met and how quickly he'd seduced her. She'd been an innocent virgin in her first year of University, and she'd been uptight and inhibited about sex, just like the rest of her family. But Vince had changed things very quickly. She rubbed her creaming slit faster as she recalled that first time.She'd been crossing the campus, going from one class to another, when she almost bumped into this absolute hunk. He was tall, muscular, with black hair and fantastically deep brown eyes. Just gorgeous, Mindy thought, as she stood there staring at him like a fool. He'd looked her over, and obviously he liked what he saw, because he gave her a sexy smile."Those look heavy," he asked, indicating her textbooks. "Can I help you with them?"Mindy had laughed. "I thought that went out with horses and buggies," she said."Okay," he replied, "how about going out with me instead? My name's Vince, and I'll pick you up at five."*Looking back on it, Mindy realized she'd never once said no to Vince the whole time she'd known him. She had agreed, on the spot, to a date with this perfect stranger. They got some take-away food and parked by a lake and chatted, and she found herself getting more turned on to the guy by the second. She was actually creaming her panties just being close to him, something she'd never done before. She was suddenly so incredibly aroused.Mindy had never been horny for a guy before. Sometimes when she was still in high school she'd get an itchy, restless feeling, and she'd masturbate to ease the sensation. But she'd been very strictly raised, warned against boys and sex, and Vince was the first guy who'd broken through her reserve.So when he started kissing her, Mindy didn't resist. She was curious about sex, wondering what fucking was like, and she was so aroused by Vince that she just couldn't bear to make him stop. He used his tongue when he kissed, darting it teasingly in and out of her mouth, and that just drove her wild. When they finally came up for air, she was flushed and panting."Mindy," he laughed, "I get the impression you've never kissed a guy before.""That's right," she admitted. "In fact this is my first real date.""You're shitting me," Vince said."No, honest," Mindy said, "I was always chaperoned before. My folks wouldn't let me be alone with guys.""Jesus!" Vince exclaimed. "that's incredible! Well, baby, you got a lot of wasted time to make up for, and I'm just the guy to help you out."He spent the rest of the evening proving it.Mindy shivered lustily as she thought back on that evening. Her pussy-cream came in hot helpless spurts, drenching her fingers as she stroked her seething pussy. She whimpered with excitement when she remembered Vince's next move on that first date. He'd moved fast and taken her by surprise, fondling her tits through her thin silk blouse as he kept right on kissing her, sliding that incredibly talented tongue deep into her mouth.She'd gasped and blushed when he suddenly pulled her blouse up out of her jeans, revealing the firmly packed cups of her little lacy bra. His hands closed over the cups, hot and confident, and he began to squeeze her firm, young tits. To Mindy's astonishment, her nipples instantly went rigid, poking into his palms."Vince! Wait!" she gasped, "I never even held hands with a guy before.""Don't you like what we're doing?" he grinned."I... I don't know," she stammered."Well, take a second and think about it," he advised. "Don't knock it till you know what it's like."Mindy took his advice. She'd protested automatically, because that was how she'd been trained. Her mother had warned her again and again not to let boys touch her, yet she'd never explained what was wrong with it. Now Mindy shut her mother's lecturing voice out of her head and concentrated on the sensations she was getting as Vince stroked and squeezed her sensitive young tits."Mmmmmm," she murmured, "that feels nice.""It sure does, baby," he smiled, "and it'll feel even nicer if I take your bra off."Mindy gawked at him. Vince just gave her another of those devastating sexy grins as he reached around her, unhooked her bra, and pushed the tiny garment up, uncovering her gorgeous tits. Vince stared hungrily at the flawless creamy globes and at her stiff little pink nipples. Mindy could tell he was very aroused at the sight of her naked breasts.He grabbed for them, his hands hot and eager. Mindy gasped and slumped back against the seat of the car, shivering with sensations she'd never experienced before. While Vince played with her tits, she creamed right through her panties, and her belly did lusty flip-flops. He worked his thumbs expertly over her nipples, making them even more rigid and engorged, and she moaned with delight."We really shouldn't be doing this," she said weakly."How come?" he grinned. "Don't you like it?"That was the same question he'd asked before. It had never occurred to her. All she knew was that her folks would be very angry if they caught her doing these things with a boy. But did she like it? Now that she thought about it, yes, she liked it very much. She didn't want Vince to stop fondling her sensitive tits. So why were her parents against something that felt so good?"Mmmmmm, yes I do! It feels great," she murmured, looking dreamily up into his handsome face."It's going to feel a lot better, baby. We're just getting started." he told her. "Why don't we get more comfortable? I know a real private spot."He tugged her shirt down over her tits but didn't fasten her bra. Mindy followed him in a daze as he grabbed a blanket, left the car, and followed a path through the woods. They came to a very secluded clearing, and Vince spread out the blanket, pulled her down on it, and started kissing her hotly.Mindy just melted when he darted his tongue into her mouth and cupped and squeezed her bare tits. Her pussy was on fire, even though she didn't understand why. She just knew she couldn't stop creaming, couldn't stop her moaning and wriggling. Finally Vince broke off the steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and started tugging it open."No, Vince. wait," Mindy squeaked, "what are you doing?""I wanta see your pussy," he said, as if it was the most natural and reasonable request in the world.She didn't know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing her, but how far was "too far"? While she puzzled over these questions, Vince deftly removed her jeans and panties in one smooth tug, leaving her naked from the waist down. Her blouse was pushed up over her tits, exposing her completely to his lustful gaze.His eyes glowed with hunger as he studied her slender, naked young body. He stroked the soft little triangle of sparse fur covering her virgin cunt, and she blushed hotly. Still, she didn't want him to stop. She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-lipped little slit. That was where she played with herself when she got those funny restless feelings.Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But she'd done it anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot between her thighs. Now Vince was touching her there, and it felt even more exciting than when she played with herself.He trailed a stiff finger from the top of her cunt-slit all the way back to the tiny puckered mouth of her asshole. Back and forth went that finger, teasing and arousing her, making her cream in helpless spurts.He grinned and rubbed the pearly juice all over her swollen slit, as Mindy writhed and whimpered with excitement."Ooooo, Vince, that feels so gooooood!" she cried."It's gonna get even better," he promised.He folded back the soft-furred lips of her pussy and exposed the tiny hooded lump of flesh that always gave her so much pleasure. That was the secret button she rubbed when she needed to get off. He went right for it, grasping it between his thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Mindy sobbed with pleasure and soaked his fingers with uncontrollable discharges of hot pussy-cream."Unnnhhhhh, yesssss," she gurgled, "please keep doing that, Vince, it feels so good.""Sure, baby," he crooned, "I'll get you off."Mindy didn't know what that expression meant. Eventually Vince would teach her a whole new vocabulary, but that night she knew hardly any words at all. She just let him do what he wanted, knowing it would feel great.He kneaded her clit steadily and quickly between his fingers, giving her a continuous buzz of sweet hot sensation. Mindy closed her eyes in ecstasy and clawed the blanket."Ohhhhh, yes, yessss," she moaned. "Rub me there, Vince, don't stop."Mindy felt the hot pleasure building steadily in her pussy, and it made her sob and writhe and moan. Her cream was flowing out non-stop now, soaking her pussy and Vince's fingers. She screwed her eyes tightly closed, shutting out every other sensation, as she sailed to the very brink of orgasm. A minute or so later she felt a violent explosion of pleasure radiating out from her clit and shaking her whole body. She bucked uncontrollably.It was much more powerful than the feelings she'd been giving herself, so powerful that she wrenched away from Vince and rolled around on the blanket, convulsing helplessly. It was quite some time before she went still. Then she opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at Vince, who was grinning down at her."What was that?" she panted. "What happened to me?""You came, baby," he chuckled. "You know, a climax... an orgasm... and a big one by the look of it. Did you enjoy it?"Are you kidding?" she exclaimed. "I loved it!""Want me to give you another one?" he leered."Oh, wow, yes!" Mindy cried. "I'd love that, Vince.""Okay, but I'm gonna do it kinda differently this time," he said.Mindy nodded impatiently. She didn't care how he did it, as long as it happened again. That first orgasm had been terrific, but it had also made her greedy for more. This time she wasn't bashful or hesitant about opening her legs for him. He made his thick middle finger stiff and started inserting it right into her virgin cunt."OHMYGOD!" she gasped."Ever had anything in there before?" he asked, his voice husky with hotness."N-no," Mindy said.He nodded, and she could tell it really turned him on to know he was the first guy to feel inside her untried cunt. His finger felt big and stiff to her, but she liked the sensation of having her pussy filled and crammed. Vince eased his finger up her cream-slick little tunnel as far as it would go, and Mindy soaked the probing digit finger with another hot flood of juice.Then he started finger-fucking her, and she was in ecstasy. This was something she'd never tried on herself. She always fooled around with her clit, rubbing it or kneading it till the itchy, horny feelings wet away, but she'd never tried putting anything into her cunt, not even her own fingers.Instinctively she began to hunch her hips up at his swiftly pumping finger, seeking deeper penetration and more of that delicious friction on her clit."Ohhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned. "I love that, Vince. I love your finger in me!""I can think of something you're gonna love even more up that hot little hole baby," he said hoarsely.Mindy didn't know exactly what he meant, and besides, she hardly heard him, she was so caught up in the intense pleasure she was getting from his thick, pistoning finger. She closed her eyes and ignored everything else. The pleasure grew and grew in her pussy, till she was sobbing with it and clawing the blanket and soaking Vince's finger with huge sizzling spurts of cream."Oh god, I can't take much more," she whimpered. "I just have to cum.""This oughta do it for you," Vince said, finger-fucking her even faster.He was right. His swiftly jerking finger took her right over the edge into another body-rocking orgasm."Oh YEAH!! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she screamed.Again she rolled around in total bliss and lost track of time. She knew perfectly well that her parents wouldn't approve of what this boy was doing to her, but by now she didn't care. No way could she turn down pleasure like this. She was already hooked on it. She loved everything Vince had done so far... and she wanted more!She opened her eyes and gasped. Vince was kneeling between her legs, as before, but this time he didn't have any pants on. Mindy had never seen a cock before, at least not a grownup one, and she just couldn't help staring. She'd helped bathe her kid brothers when they were tiny, but their little cocks were dwarfed by Vince's thick eight-inch column of rock-hard meat."Get acquainted with it, honey," he chuckled, taking her hand and placing it on his cock.Dazedly she began playing with his prick, squeezing it and fondling it. It was so soft, yet at the same time so incredibly hard! The hole at the tip leaked hot sticky cream onto her fingers. Vince's nostrils flared as he watched her, and his cock made lusty lurches and twitches. Then he gently moved her hand away and lay down on top of her, sinking between her thighs."I'm gonna get you off again," he told her, "but this time I'm gonna use my cock, baby. You're gonna love this!"Mindy felt his huge, hard erection pushing its way up her virgin cunt. She wasn't scared. Everything Vince had done to her so far had felt marvelous, and she knew this would be great, too. His cock was much thicker than his finger and the fit was extremely tight. It was so exciting to have his big hard cock throbbing inside her cunt. Mindy's pussy creamed all over the huge shaft, making his way slicker and easier. Vince groaned in delight as he stuffed her full of his stiff prick, butting up against her hymen after getting his cock into her tight little pussy only halfway."This might hurt a bit, baby," warned Vince as he pulled out for the thrust that she knew would end her virginity."Do it!" she groaned, eager to feel his huge cock in her tight little pussy all the way. "Put it right in and fuck me!""Ohhh, baby!" Vince grunted and slammed his cock hard into her cunt.There was a slight resistance and then a popping, tearing feeling followed by sudden sharp pain. Mindy cried out, but the pain was gone almost before her scream stopped echoing in the secluded clearing. Vince began to move very slowly in her, getting her used to the entire length of his thick prick inside her tightly stretched little hole.Soon the pain was replaced with increasingly more delicious feelings of pleasure, and Mindy began lifting her ass off the blanket, fucking him back."You like it?" he asked hoarsely."Uhhhhhhh, yes, Vince!" Mindy gurgled, "It hurt a bit at first, but it feels wonderful now. I think. I'm gonna like this best of all.""I sure hope do, sweetheart," he grinned lewdly. "'Cause I'm gonna want to fuck your tight, hot, little hole a lot more... that's for damn sure!"Mindy sure hoped so too. The feeling of his big, hard cock filling and stretching her tiny pussy was the most incredibly pleasurable feeling she'd felt in her entire life. She'd loved what he did to her before with his fingers and lips and tongue, but best of all she loved his cock.From the first time they fucked, she was hooked on it, unable to get enough of it. Vince brought her along carefully, fucking her at first in slow sensuous strokes, then fucking her faster and harder as her tight little cunt relaxed and expanded.Soon they were fucking at full speed, clawing at each other, snarling and growling their pleasure. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and Mindy gurgled in ecstasy each time Vince's hard cock slammed into her. She arched her back and hunched her ass up off the blanket so that his rigid shaft rubbed her clit, giving her blast after blast of intense pleasure."Oooooo, Vince, I love it," she sobbed. "I just love it. Fuck me! Fuck me forever!"Vince cupped her churning ass and fucked into her with lightning speed, finally carried away by his own wild arousal. Mindy felt her third orgasm of the evening exploding from the depths of her cunt, and she clung to him and sobbed in bliss as the delicious spasms shook her. Vince was right behind her, bellowing and shuddering, slamming his twitching cock deep up inside her, flooding her cunt with jets of molten cum."Awwwww, Christ, I'm cumming, baby!" he roared."Yes, give it to me, cream me, unnggghhh!" Mindy sobbed.After that they'd fucked like bunnies on every date. They just couldn't get enough of each other. But summer vacation tore them apart. Vince had to go home to a regular summer job, and Mindy's parents demanded that she spend the time with them. Going without Vince's regular hot fucking was just killing her.Feverishly she rubbed her horny pussy, but it just wasn't the same as when Vince did it. She missed his cock. She missed it so badly, she could have screamed. Her fingers couldn't do the job. They weren't the size or the shape of his big, thick prick. Mindy moaned with frustration and looked around the room, searching for something that resembled a cock.She spied a basket of fruit her mother had left in the room for snacks. A fat long banana seemed to fit the bill. Mindy snatched it up and pressed the pointed tip to the creaming mouth of her famished twat.She began pushing the banana into herself, panting and moaning as it stretched and crammed her horny cunt just like Vince's big cock."Oooooo, fuck! Shit, yesssss," she hissed.Vince had taught her to talk dirty when they made love, and now she just couldn't help it, any more than she could help her hot heavy creaming as she eased the thick banana into her hungry little fuckhole. She closed her eyes and pretended she was taking her boyfriend's big rock-hard cock. Her excitement reached fever pitch as she shoved the banana home."Ohhhhh, honey, yesssss," she sobbed, "Stick it in me, fuck me with it, Vince. I need it so bad, honey."Mindy started plunging the firm thick fruit up and down in her juice-slick pussy-hole, as she felt blast after blast of pleasure, just as she did when Vince fucked her. She could tell she was going to be really fond of bananas this summer. She worked the thing faster and faster as her lust reached boiling point. It made an obscene sucking noise, reaming the thick hot cream from her greedily clinging little cunt.It felt fantastic, yet she still wanted Vince. The banana might save her sanity, but it wouldn't cure her boredom. Only Vince could do that. She needed his hard male body writhing against hers, his throbbing hot cock cramming her cunt. Nothing would satisfy her totally except Vince or at least a man. But there wasn't any other man handy."Do it to me. honey, fuck me good," she whimpered.Mindy had never been turned on by any of the guys in her little home town, and the only other males around were her father and her two younger brothers. So, for the rest of her long vacation she'd just have to use bananas and fantasies. She jerked the banana as hard and fast as she could in her frantically horny cunt, pretending it was her boyfriend's pile-driving cock."Oh god, I'm almost there," she sobbed. "Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me as hard as you can! Ooohhhhh, Jesus! Fuck! Ohhhhh! UHHHNGGH!!"She felt the delicious explosion in the depths of her cunt, and it flashed out to burn through her whole body. She rolled around on the bed whimpering and moaning with ecstasy, frantically fucking herself with the glistening banana."Oh yeah, screw me you motherfucker, you're doing it, I'm cumming!" she howled. "Unnhhh, shit, I'm cumming so good!"The body-wracking orgasm was the first she'd had in a week, her first relief since the last time she and Vince had fucked. It lasted a long time, and it left her limp and gasping. She finally rolled onto her back and withdrew the cream-soaked banana from her temporarily satisfied twat, giving it a wistful look."Well, pal," she sighed, "I guess it's just you and me for the next six weeks."Mindy rolled off the bed, slipped into a light bathrobe, and headed for the shower. She was so hot and sweaty after bringing herself off, she really needed to cool off and get clean. But to her annoyance, the bathroom door was closed and she could hear the shower running inside.One of her brothers, no doubt. Eddie and Roy were always hogging the bathroom. Mindy didn't understand how guys could spend such a long time in there. It wasn't as if they had to put on make-up or fool with elaborate hair-dos or anything like that. She decided it was time to satisfy her curiosity, so she knelt and peered through the keyhole."OHMYGOD!" she gasped.It was her 19-year-old brother Eddie, and he was jacking off. He cleverly had the shower running, so no one would be suspicious as to what he was doing in there, but he wasn't taking a shower. Eddie was standing outside the stall, fully clothed except that his jeans and shorts were down around his ankles. He was standing before the sink, and in the sink he'd propped a big color photo of a naked woman. He was staring at the picture and pumping his cock like crazy.Mindy stifled a giggle. She'd really caught ol' Eddie this time. Totally unaware that he had an audience, he was ogling that naughty photo and beating his meat, his face flushed and contorted with lusty pleasure. Mom and dad would just shit if they could see their nice, obedient, well-behaved son right now. Eddie was such a model of good behavior... except when nobody was looking.The young woman in the photo had tits like watermelons, and she had her legs wide open, showing the glistening pink flesh of her gash. She was stroking her slit, playing with herself, and her half-closed eyes seemed to look right at the reader. So Eddie was jacking off while he watched the girl beat off. Very kinky.Kind of arousing, too, Mindy thought. Even though she'd just gotten herself off powerfully with the banana, she felt herself getting horny again as she watched her kid brother jerk himself off. Eddie wasn't badly hung, either, she noticed. His teenage prick was almost as thick and long as Vince's. The last time she'd seen it he was a little boy, but it definitely wasn't a little-boy cock any more. It was man-size.Mindy stared at her brother's big, rigid boner and felt her pussy moisten with arousal. That was what she really craved and longed for, a nice hard cock. It was hell going without one, and it was just unthinkable that she'd have to wait three months before getting laid again.Here was a gorgeous hard-on that was being totally wasted, and it looked like Eddie was just as hard up as she was when it came to finding a partner. Her mother had confided in her that Eddie was between girlfriends, so he obviously didn't have anyone to help him relieve his sexual tension. All he had was his own fist, and it was pumping like crazy as he studied the naughty picture and let his horny young fantasies run wild.Mindy was sure he was dreaming of fucking that big-titted girl in the picture. No doubt he was fantasizing that he was hammering his rock-hard cock in her horny little cunt and making her squeal with pleasure... just as Mindy had done when she pretended that the long firm banana was her boyfriend's cock.Too bad she and her brother had to make do with fantasies. Both of them were ready and eager to make a partner very happy, but no partner was available. Eddie pumped his prick with lightning speed, and even through the closed door Mindy could hear his deep, harsh panting and moaning as he worked himself toward a desperately needed orgasm.The head of his prick was hugely swollen, a gleaming purple, and it was leaking clear globs of pre-cum. Mindy drooled at the sight of that wasted cock-juice. Vince had taught her how to give head, and she loved going down on him. She was starved for the taste of cock cream, and it made her ravenous to see the pearly stuff dripping from her brother's long, stiff cock."Unnnhhhhh, shit, unnnhhhhh," Eddie groaned, his face contorted with lust.He was almost there, and Mindy was getting wildly aroused as she watched him. She knew she'd be drooling when he shot his load, imagining a whole mouthful of his cum. There was a lot she could do to give her brother pleasure and a lot he could do to satisfy her needs. Now that she thought about it, she and Eddie could really help each other out.Yeah, why not? Sure, he was her brother, but any port in a storm, right. Especially when you were as desperate for cock as Mindy was just them. Besides, Eddie was pretty cute, a blonde hunk just like their father and their younger brother, Roy, who'd just turned eighteen.Mindy dropped a hand to her pussy and rubbed a finger into her wet little slit as she watched her brother's large cock twitch and jerk in his rapidly pumping fist. She imagined that long, thick pole pounding into her tight little fuckhole and her pussy creamed onto her gently stroking fingers.Suddenly, Eddie let out a muffled cry and Mindy saw her brother stiffen in ecstasy, pumping his fist on his cock like crazy. A long jet of pearly jism spurted from Eddie's cock and hit the woman in the picture right on the tits and trickled down over her pussy. Eddie moaned and milked his spurting cock, sending more jets of sperm at the woman's photograph until the whole page was covered with it.Mindy rubbed her cunt-slit furiously as she watched the incredibly arousing spectacle of her younger brother cumming like a stud bull. She had the sudden urge to rush in and suck the rest of his creamy juice from Eddie's balls, but thought better of it. She might embarrass him so much he's be too sacred to help her out with her own frustrations.She watched as her brother's orgasm subsided and Eddie finally released his grip on his cock. The long, limp shaft glistened wetly with his sticky cum and even though it had lost most of it's rigidity, Mindy was impressed by it's size. Eddie got a towel and wiped his splattered sperm from the woman's picture. Then he wiped his cock clean and pulled up his jeans. Mindy waited till she saw he was zipping up before calling out to him."Hurry up, Eddie, I wanta take a shower.""Uh, okay, Sis," he stammered, grabbing the cum-streaked photo and stuffing it up under his t-shirt.He was still a little flushed when he opened the door to find his sister standing there in her short robe. It hung open just enough at the front for Eddie to see that Mindy wasn't wearing anything underneath it either. The nipple of one gorgeous firm little tit peeked out from the edge of the thin material and he could just see the shadow of her pussy-hair through the narrow opening at the bottom."You forgot to turn off the shower, Eddie," said Mindy, grinning as she watched his eyes staring at her body."Oh, yeah," he said dazedly."Never mind, I'll get it," she said, turning sideways to get past him. "By the way, how about going out to the lake with me for a swim this afternoon?""Err.. y-yeah, that'd be nice," he stammered.He hardly heard her. His mind was still reeling from the sensation of his sister's hard little nipples brushing against his chest as she turned sideways to pass him in the doorway."Good," Mindy said as she closed the door on him, "we'll go in about half an hour."For their trip to the lake, Mindy chose an outrageously tiny bikini which she'd purchased just recently. Mom and dad hadn't seen it yet, and they never would. Mindy knew they'd freak. She put on her jeans and shirt over the bikini when she went to ask for the keys to the car."All right, dear," her mother agreed, "but be sure you and Eddie are back in time for dinner.""Yes, ma'am," Mindy said with a big smile.That gave her four hours, and she figured she'd have no trouble seducing her horny young brother in that amount of time. As they drove to the lake, she asked Eddie about his school year, and he rambled on about all the activities he'd been in and the classes he'd taken. But Mindy suspected that wasn't the whole story. She steered the conversation around to Eddie's ex-girlfriend and found out that they'd split up about two months ago."So, little brother, does that mean you've been jacking off for two months?" asked Mindy almost casually."I... ahh.. I've... ummmm... Jesus, Sis! What kind of question is that to ask your own brother!""A perfectly straightforward one, I would have thought," grinned Mindy, enjoying putting her brother on the spot like this. Normally Eddie had a smart answer for everything and it felt good to make him squirm for a change."Well, I haven't been seeing anyone, if that's what you wanted to know," growled Eddie, staring out of the window.Mindy smiled at her brother's frowning face. She'd hit a nerve there, that was for sure, and decided to press the issue further."So... do you or don't you?" she asked with a grin."Look, Sis, can we change the subject! How would you like it if I asked you a question like that?""I'd answer you honestly," replied Mindy, flashing her brother a big sexy smile."Really?""Sure!""Okay then," said Eddie, smiling back at her. "Do you?""Do I what?""Come on, Sis! You know what I'm talking about," replied Eddie in frustration. "Do you or don't you jerk off?""Girl's can't 'jerk off' you moron," Mindy giggled."Well, masturbate, then!""What, right now... here?!!" Mindy could hardly contain her laughter."No!! Awww, Jesus, Mindy can't you be sensible for a minute!""Ok, sorry. To answer your question... yes!""That's it?" asked Eddie, suddenly intrigued at the thought of his big sister masturbating. "That's your answer?""Yeah... Why, little brother? You don't think I'm going to tell you all the juicy details, do you?""No, I guess not," Eddie smiled. He looked at his sister and tried to imagine her rubbing her pussy to orgasm. The thought gave him an instant hard-on, which he tried to hide unsuccessfully.Mindy noticed her brother's predicament and her pussy began to moisten at the sight of his huge cock-bulge. Sex had to have been on his mind a whole lot lately for him to be so easily aroused. And judging by the way he organized his little masturbation session in the bathroom this morning, he must have spent a pretty large amount of time jacking off.Mom and dad demanded almost angelic behavior from all their kids, and Mindy and Eddie and Roy had become very good at faking it since they were sixteen, but underneath they were just as lusty and interested in sex as any other teenagers.Mindy parked in a secluded spot by the lake, and Eddie helped her spread out a blanket for them to sit on. As they stripped off their outer clothing, Mindy noticed that her brother was wearing a very conservative pair of swimming trunks and didn't have a tan. When Eddie saw her in her skimpy little black bikini, his mouth dropped open. It seemed to consisted of nothing but two thin strips of cloth just wide enough to cover her nipples and cuntslit. Eddie's eyes almost popped out of his head as she did a sexy little pirouette, her firm young tits and ass bouncing provocatively as she turned."Well? What do you think?" she asked, posing for him."Jesus, Sis, that's some bikini!" he exclaimed, staring at Mindy's exposed flesh."Thanks," Mindy smiled. "I'm glad it meets your approval, little brother!""What did Mom say when she saw it?" asked Eddie."I haven't shown it to her.""Are you going to?""I'm not that stupid," grinned Mindy. "Mom would just tell Dad and I'd get another long boring lecture about morals and shit."Eddie took another long, hungry look at his sister's gorgeous body and dashed into the water to cool off, yelling at her to join him. They didn't swim long. Eddie was so engrossed in looking at her tits he kept bumping into her, and Mindy figured the time was ripe for seducing him. Her ceaselessly horny pussy reminded her of how great his stiff young cock was going to feel, and she could hardly wait to try it. She went to stretch out on the blanket, and Eddie followed."What happened to your tan," she asked. "Don't you ever get outdoors?""Aw, I've been too busy studying," he sighed."Poor Eddie, never has any fun," Mindy mocked."I've had my fair share," said Eddie. "And looks like you might have to, if that new bikini of yours is any indication. I bet you have to fight the guys off with a stick.""Nope, I usually just fuck 'em," grinned Mindy, smiling at the shocked look on her brother's face.Eddie turned scarlet. His mouth dropped open again. He tried to say something, but his voice didn't work. Finally he cleared his throat and tried again."Um... I'm not sure I heard you right, Sis," he said."Oh, you heard me okay, Eddie." Mindy said. "I've been going with a guy, and we've been fucking. We've been doing all kinds of fun things.""Like what?" he asked, his voice hoarse with excitement."Oh, like this," Mindy said, moving over to kiss him.She planted her mouth on his and gave him one of those long steamy tongue-kisses she and Vince loved. They always turned her on like crazy, and she was hoping they'd have the same effect on Eddie. Not that Eddie needed much turning on. The poor kid was probably horny twenty-four hours a day. He shivered with excitement as she kissed him.Finally she drew back, leaving him flushed and blinking, and she saw that her plan was working very well. The crotch of his swimsuit was bulging. Just one kiss, and her kid brother had a big fat hard-on. Mindy's pussy began to drool at the thought of that long thick satisfying cock penetrating her poor neglected pussy. As she ogled that enticing lump, Eddie looked dazed and confused."Well, what do you think, Eddie? Can your big sister kiss, or what!" she purred.He just nodded, too shaken up to speak. Mindy smiled and went straight to the next phase of her plan."Wow, feel that sun," she said, "I hate to get strap marks in my tan."Mindy removed her bikini top, and Eddie's mouth dropped open even farther. She stretched out on her back and let him ogle her high-riding apple-size tits and small pink nipples."Jesus!" he breathed hoarsely."Do you like my tits, Eddie?" asked Mindy, smiling seductively as she cupped her firm you boobs and offered them up to her brother's hot gaze."You bet, Sis! I've never seen such a perfect pair of boobs before.""Thanks for the compliment, little brother," chuckled Mindy, moving closer so he could get a better look. "Here, feel how firm they are. I don't usually need to wear a bra."She grabbed her brother's hands hot, sweaty hands and placed them palms down on her naked breasts. She showed him how to squeeze and mold the silky globes, firmly but not painfully. Then she let go and allowed him to solo. He was clumsy but eager."What do you think, firm huh?" she asked with an impish grin."Fuck, yeah," he groaned."Why, Eddie. When did you start to swear?" Mindy teased.He grinned and said, "You know how it is around the folks. You have to save all the good stuff for private.""Yeah, like jerking off," Mindy said knowingly. Eddie turned red, and she added, "It's nothing to be ashamed of. I used to finger my pussy all the time when I still lived at home. They wouldn't let me date till I was eighteen, so what else could I do?"With a sly smile on her pretty young face, Mindy slipped off her tiny bikini bottoms, and Eddie stared at his sister's naked little pussy. It wasn't the first time he'd seen a naked cunt, but it was certainly the most exciting. He's been beating off over the dozens of juicy pictures stashed away in his room, but this was much more arousing. His sister's tits were firm and hot and pulsating under his stroking hands, her body sleek and curvy and gorgeous.She bent her knees and spread her legs, and Eddie gasped as her sweet young pussy-slit opened, revealing the glistening pink flesh inside. The lips were covered with a delicate brown fur and looked plump and swollen. Mindy folded back the fur and showed him a tiny hooded lump of flesh. She pressed a fingertip to it, started to rub, and he felt her nipples swelling and throbbing against his palms."Oh Eddie, I'm so horny! Wanna help your poor over-sexed sister get off, little brother?" she asked, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust."You bet!" cried Eddie eagerly. "I'll get you off real good!" Eddie reached out and removed Mindy's hand from her pussy, replacing it with his own. Mindy gasped at the intimate contact and hunched her hips forward as her brother cupped and squeezed her sizzling cunt with his palm. He ran a finger between the furry little lips and felt the moisture there. His sister was obviously very turned on by him. Her pussy felt scorching hot and slick with juice as he rubbed it. And as soon as Eddie moved up to caress her clit, he was rewarded with a sudden flood of hot sticky cunt-cream."Mmmmmm, yeah, little brother, that's it," she gurgled. "Keep doing that, and I'll cum like crazy.""Do you really want me to make you cum like this, Sis?" Eddie asked, still a little unsure where all this sex-play was going to end."Yeah... for starters," she grinned.Eddie smiled back at her, hoping that her comment meant what he thought it did. He wanted to fuck his sexy sister so bad it hurt, but as always, she was in control. So he decided to go along with whatever she had in mind and just enjoy it.Mindy lay back and let her brother stimulate her horny little joy button with his finger for a while. It felt great, much more exciting than when she did it herself. She gurgled and moaned and creamed, the hot friction taking her higher and higher. She stared at the huge bulge in his swimsuit but made no attempt to touch him. Not, yet. She was saving that little treat for later.It obviously wasn't going to be any problem seducing her brother. He was horny and eager to fuck, just as she'd suspected. Some people thought he was a prude. In fact the whole Masters family had the reputation of being prudish. It was true of their folks, but not of the kids. Under the goody-goody act he put on, Eddie was a real tiger.He was flushed and panting as he worked her toward climax, his lusty eyes glued to her juicy cunt-slit. She kept her thighs widely parted so he could see everything. She noticed a wet spot at the front of his trunks where his cock cream was leaking through. That was a good sign. She wanted him as horny as possible."Uhhhhh, Eddie, that feels so good, baby. Stick your finger in my cunt," she moaned. "I want to feel something stiff and hard in my poor neglected little pussy.""You sure are horny, aren't you, Sis!" grinned Eddie, starting to enjoy the feeling of power he suddenly seemed to have over his big sister."Ohhhhh, baby, I sure, am!" gasped Mindy. "I haven't been fucked for a week!"Impatiently she grabbed her brother's middle finger and inserted it into the moist, clinging mouth of her twat. "Come on, Eddie, stick it all the way into me," she begged hoarsely, "Fuck my horny little cunt with your finger!"Eddie just about came in his pants, hearing Mindy talk to him like that. Never in his wildest wet-dreams did he imagine he'd ever hear his gorgeous older sister beg him to actually finger-fuck her. And if this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up. Mindy let go of his hand, and Eddie slid his long, stiff finger into her cunt, sheathing it in moist scorching pussy-flesh."Unnnhhhh, shit, yessss," she hissed, "Shove it in there, Eddie! All the way! Fuck me with it."Eddie's cock was almost bursting out of his trunks and his balls felt ready to explode with their steaming load. He shoved his thick middle finger as far as it would go into his sister's greedy pussy, then started jerking it in and but of the tight, slippery little hole. Mindy wailed with delight and soaked his fingers with burst after burst of sizzling cunt-cream.Eddie was almost groaning with horniness as he finger-fucked his cute naked sister. Mindy knew she was driving him wild, but she couldn't help herself. She was so frantically horny by now, she just had to get off. Tightening her cunt steadily around his pistoning finger, Mindy flew higher and higher towards orgasm. She closed her eyes tightly, and her elfin face became contorted with lust. Then Eddie felt her cunt clamping like a vise around his sawing finger."Oh shit, yeah! That's it! You're making me cum, baby... you're making me cum!" Mindy wailed, her petite body bucking violently."Uh Jesus!" Eddie groaned.It was exquisite torture to kneel there and feel his sister's snug little pussy cumming all around his deeply-thrusting finger. Her juice-spurting cunt squeezed and sucked at his finger, and he could just imagine how fantastic that tight, hot action would feel around his cock. Mindy went on writhing and bucking and moaning for almost a full minute, then fell back with a long, satisfied sigh."Oh, wow, did I ever need that," she exclaimed. "Thanks a lot, little brother, I feel a whole lot better.""You got your rocks off Sis?" said Eddie, rubbing the huge bulge in the crotch of his trunks. "Now, what about me?!"Mindy could hardly keep from giggling, he looked so pathetic. His face was red, his eyes bulging out as he stared down at her with a look of frustration on his handsome young face. His cock looked ready to tear its way out of his swimming trunks. He was the perfect picture of total horniness."Okay, I guess you deserve something for getting me off so nicely," teased Mindy. She could hardly wait to get her hands of her brother's gorgeous big prick, but she didn't want him to know that. Besides, it was making her horny again just watching him lust after her like this.Mindy helped him out of the swimsuit and gasped as his stiff cock sprang into view. Close up it looked even longer than Vince's and just as thick... a truly gorgeous piece of man-flesh. It was fully erect and throbbing with swollen blue veins. Mindy curled her fingers around it and began to pump her fist up and down the hard, pulsating shaft. Eddie flinched and moaned, closing his eyes in ecstasy at his sister's tightly clenched fist pumped his cock."Feels a lot better than your own hand did this morning in the bathroom, doesn't it, Eddie, darling?" she whispered, bending forward to kiss her brother passionately.He kissed her back, his tongue dueling with hers inside her hot moist, little mouth. He was extremely excited at the thought that his sister had watched him jerking off in the bathroom and wondered if that had precipitated her horny, seductive behavior this afternoon. Then, suddenly, he didn't care any more, because his balls were churning in orgasm. He'd gotten so horny, finger-fucking Mindy's juicy cunt and her hot little fist on his cock was doing such an expert job, she had him cumming already.Eddie roared as his prick suddenly exploded with a huge eruption of jizz. He was cumming right in her pumping fist, and Mindy shivered with excitement as she watched. She knew he was turned on, but she hadn't realized just how acutely horny he was. It had only taken a couple of strokes, and he was cumming like a stud bull. He sprayed his thick boiling cum all over the blanket. Then he shivered with relief and looked sheepish."Shit!" he said, "I didn't mean to cum so, fucking quick.""No problem," Mindy leered. "We've got all afternoon, little brother."She pushed him down on his back, knelt beside him, and went on pumping his cock. She knew he'd have another hard-on in no time at all. Eddie was about the horniest boy she'd ever known. He watched her, blissed-out, and slowly but steadily his young prick began to grow again in her pumping fingers."Wow, you sure do recover fast, Eddie" she murmured."With a gorgeous girl like you tugging on my cock, Sis, what else can a horny guy do?" grinned Eddie, reaching out to stroke his sister's juicy-wet pussy-slit. She moaned as he inserted two stiff fingers and twisted them slowly around."Uhhhh yeah, keep doing that and I'll cum again!" moaned Mindy, speeding up her hand on her brother's rapidly-hardening prick."I was just thinking, Sis," said Eddie. "If Mom and Dad could see us right now, they'd shit bricks!""They don't have to know anything about it," Mindy said. "Let's just forget about them and enjoy ourselves, okay?""Okay, you're the boss!" chuckled Eddie. "How 'bout you give my cock a big sisterly kiss, right on the head."Mindy giggled and leaned down between his legs, doing exactly as he suggested. Her lips sucked gently on the head of her brother's prick and Eddie moaned with pleasure as she stuck the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit at the top. Then, she stuck out her tongue and began licking the swelling knob all over. Eddie flinched and gasped with delight. His sister's hot little tongue was like wet velvet on the sensitive head of his prick. He felt his balls filling fast and hard with another boiling load of cum. But this time, he wasn't going to waste it. If all went well, he'd soon be spurting his jizz down his pretty sister's throat."Uhmm yeah Sis, that feels fuckin' fantastic!" he groaned.Mindy firmed her grip on his mushrooming cock and pumped it faster, and she soon got what she was after. Thick globs of cream began to ooze from his piss hole. Her mouth drooled at the sight, and she quickly lapped up the hot salty cream and swallowed it down hungrily. It had been more than a week since she'd tasted cock-juice, and she was starved for it.His cock ballooned to its full dimensions, pushing her pumping fingers wide apart. The head of his prick swelled into a big purple knob, and more and more pearly cream bubbled from the cleft. Mindy gobbled it up as fast as she could spear it up on her greedy little tongue.Eddie watched his sister hungrily lapping up his juice, and he shivered with lust. Things got even better. When she'd cleaned his prick head of all that cream, she opened her lips as wide as she could and slid them down around his rock-hard boner. She took in the head and part of the shaft. The rest she busily pumped as she drew in her cheeks and started to suck. Her sucking was strong and loud and greedy, bringing Eddie's lust to the boiling point."Uh fuck! Your mouth feels like a fucking cunt!" moaned Eddie, hunching his hips at her face.His sister's lips were hot and tight around his meat, and she seemed to be trying to suck the jizz right out of his balls. In a minute or two that was exactly what would happen. Eddie snorted with pleasure and anticipation."Oh shit yeah! Suck it, Sis! Suck my fuckin' cock!" he panted.Mindy didn't need to be urged on. She was sucking noisily and greedily on his swollen prick, eager for a steaming mouthful of his jism. Each hungry suck of his sister's mouth gave Eddie a blast of pleasure and made him groan and writhe. Her head bobbed furiously up and down, her long brown curls bouncing. He could feel her hot saliva boiling around his cock.Eddie spun out of control and started fucking her mouth. He groaned, closed his eyes, and pistoned his dick back and forth over his sister's slippery tongue. Mindy groaned with excitement and drooled all over her brother's stabbing cock. It was just a few seconds later that she felt the first hot jet of cum against the back of her throat."Uuh shit, I'm cumming! AHHHGNH!!" Eddie roared.Mindy let his delicious boiling jism collect in her mouth till her cheeks bulged with it, savoring the salty flavor. Then she gulped it down, moaning with excitement. Eddie groaned and fucked her gulping mouth till he'd jetted the last drop of his cum into his sister's sucking mouth, then flopped back with a loud sigh of satisfaction. Mindy licked her lips to get every bit of his tasty load."Well, Eddie, I'm gonna go crazy if I don't get fucked pretty soon," said Mindy, shamelessly rubbing her juicy wet pussy against her brother's thigh. "So, how about getting that big horse-cock of yours hard again and helping me out?"Eddie could only stare stupidly at his sister with his mouth open. So many fantastic things were happening all of a sudden, he couldn't be sure he wasn't dreaming. But he could have sworn that his sexy big sister had just said something about them fucking."Ah Sis, did I hear you right?" he said at last. "You want me to get it on with you?""I don't see anybody else around here," Mindy snorted."You REALLY want me to fuck you?" he croaked, incredulously."Jesus Eddie," she sighed. "Who else is gonna do it? I'm not gonna see my boyfriend again for six weeks, and I'm about to go out of my mind. So I figured you and I could help each other out. You are horny a lot, aren't you?""Me?" he sighed. "Aw, no, not more than a couple hundred times a day!""Well, there you are," Mindy smiled seductively. "We could really do each other a favor, little brother. How about it?"Eddie hesitated. More than anything in the world, he wanted to fuck her. Right now, he couldn't think of anything else he'd rather do. But was it right for a guy to go all the way with his own sister? It seemed like an awfully kinky thing to do. In fact there was even a word for it, 'incense' or something.On the other hand, if both he and Mindy wanted it, and nobody else found out about it, what harm could it do? Eddie hated to pass up a chance like this. His big sister was a real sexy little number, and he'd always wondered what her pussy would feel like wrapped around his hard thrusting prick. Everything about the idea appealed to him so much that he felt his cock swelling again."Okay, Sis! You talked me in to it!" he grinned."Oh yeah!" she purred, reaching for his cock. "Let's fuck, little brother!"It didn't take any time at all for Mindy to pump him into hardness. Eddie imagined sticking his prick into that hot, velvety little hole of hers, and that was all it took. His tireless teenaged cock mushroomed into iron-hardness, throbbing eagerly against Mindy's stroking fingers. Finally, she drew back and stared at the big stiff pole throbbing between her fingers."Mmmmm, fantastic," she gurgled, "Come on, let's get that gorgeous big fucker inside me!"Eddie was so excited, he was shaking. Mindy seemed a lot more calm, but he could see how horny she was from the way she kept looking at his engorged prick and licking her lips. Mindy lay down on her back, bent her knees, and opened her legs wide. He crawled between them and let himself down on her."Fuck me, Eddie!" she panted, spreading her legs wide and clinging to her little brother like a leech. "Fuck that long hard prick into my cunt, and make me cum!"Eddie started shoving his rigid cock against her pussy, but all it did was skid up and down through Mindy's cream-slick slit. In his adolescent eagerness, he couldn't seem to find her hungry young cunthole. They both moaned with impatience and frustration as the fruitless search continued. Finally Mindy reached down, grabbed her brother's rock-hard cock, and thrust the bloated head into her snug but incredibly juicy cuntal opening."There," she panted, "now push! Push hard!""Uhhhhh, Sis!" Eddie groaned as he shoved into her.In one long, greedy thrust he sheathed his cock to the balls in his sister's juicy, clinging pussy. He paused to savor the sensation, his prick throbbing against every inch of her tightly-gripping little fuckhole. Mindy gurgled with excitement and soaked her little brother's prick with hot spurts of cunt-cream."Ooh Eddie! God, that feels so good," she squealed."Unnngh! It sure fuckin' does," he sighed blissfully. "Jesus, you're tight! Ohhhh!"Eddie started working his cock in and out of his sister's hot clingy cunt, and it didn't take him long to get a good steady rhythm going. He fucked into her hard and fast, and Mindy eagerly responded by arching her slender young hips up, taking her little brother's pistoning prick as deep as she could get it, moaning blissfully as his thick shaft rubbed deliciously up and down over her clit."Oh yeah! Fuck me, Eddie! Mmmm, that feels good," she moaned."It sure does!" he muttered, staring down at the look of utter bliss on his sister's pretty face.He was fucking her ferociously, but Mindy seemed to like it. Eddie still couldn't believe all this was happening. Of course, like all brothers, he'd had the occasional lustful thoughts about his sexy sister, but he'd dismissed them as adolescent fantasy. Now he was actually doing it.. he was fucking her, and Mindy loved it!Eddie kept slamming into upthrust slit with his cock, jabbing it as fast and hard as he could to in his sister's snug and juicy cunt. Fucking her was even more fun than he'd imagined. As his excitement grew, he fucked her faster and harder, but she never seemed to mind his roughness. In fact Eddie noticed that the harder he fucked her, the more aroused his sister seemed to get."Am I fucking you too hard, Sis?" he asked, just to be sure."Ohh no, Baby, I love it!" she gurgled.As far as Mindy was concerned, it wasn't possible to be fucked too hard. She craved his eager roughness. She was way overdue for a good hard fucking, and gentleness wasn't what she wanted at all, not this afternoon. She needed to be fucked till her teeth rattled, till she couldn't take any more. She clung to him, hunching her hips up at every powerful thrust, her clinging cunt drenching his pounding prick with endless floods of cream."Ooh god!! Fuck it to me, fuck it to mee!" Mindy wailed.Eddie did just that, pile-driving his long, thick cock deep up into his sister's squirming cunt. It excited him immensely to see how genuinely aroused his sister was. No girl he'd ever fucked before had creamed so hot and heavy around his prick as he pounded her so deeply. And she was fucking right back at him, jerking her hips to his rhythm, arching her slim body hard against his, her tight, clasping little cunt taking his huge prick inside her to the balls on every stroke.Each time he shoved it into her, Mindy squealed with delight and soaked his cock with another molten spurt of cream. Her excitement infected him, and he snorted with lust and fucked into her even harder, their bodies slapping loudly together. Like two rutting animals, brother and sister went at each other with snarls and growls and yelps, totally carried away with their incestuous pleasure."Unnhhhh, fuck it to me, Eddie, fuck the living shit out of me!" Mindy wailed.Eddie was beyond words. He was concentrating on the pleasure building in his loins, glutting himself on the hot sensations as his cock pistoned in and out of her tight clasping sheath. He was fucking his squealing sister with lightning speed, making her petite body shudder with the impact. He felt her cunt suddenly tightening around his pile-driving cock, just as it had tightened around his finger earlier, and he realized she was cumming.Mindy sobbed in ecstasy as the delicious spasms of climax shook her body. Eddie could feel her strong-muscled little cunt squeezing his cock almost flat and soaking it with flood after flood of sizzling cum-cream. But he had his second wind now and wasn't tempted to cum along with her.He hoped they could go on fucking all day!Eddie went on stroking her with his cock, reaming her convulsing cunt till she finally went limp and panting. She had a horny little grin on her face as she enjoyed the continuing pumping action of his rock-hard cock. She opened her eyes and looked at him delightedly."Eddie, your cock's still hard!" she said."You bet, Sis," he panted, "And I'm gonna fuck your hot, horny cunt till you faint!""Oooohhh, Eddie! I sure hope so!" Mindy said eagerly, "but let's try it another way now, okay?""Okay," he agreed.He wasn't quite sure what she meant, but he didn't care. As long as they got to fuck, fine, he didn't care how they did it. She pushed him off her, and his cream-soaked cock snapped free, dripping and rigid. Mindy rolled onto her elbows and knees and stuck her cute little ass out at him."Let's try it this way," she giggled. "I like fucking doggy-style.""Yeah, so do I!" Eddie grinned.He knelt behind her and grasped her hips. There wouldn't be any difficulty finding the entrance of her cunt this time. It was right there in front of him, a cream-oozing little hole at the very center of her luscious-looking pink slit. He fitted the swollen head of his prick about an inch inside, then held it there, teasing her. Mindy moaned and wriggled impatiently."Come on, Eddie! Stick that thing in me, dammit!" she wailed.One climax hadn't even made a dent in her need. Being away from Vince for over a week had brought her lust to fever pitch, and she needed several good fuckings to cool that hot desire. And right now her teasing little brother wasn't helping matters. She whimpered with need as molten juice overflowed her starving cunt and ran down her thighs. Eddie had better get his act together. she thought furiously. And just then, he did."Oooh, fuck, shit, uuuhhhh!" she moaned.At last he was giving her what she craved, the whole rock-hard length of his swollen cock. She whimpered in ecstasy as he eased it into her, cramming her full of what she so desperately desired, his thick, throbbing prick. Eddie pushed till he was up against her womb, and she soaked his cock with floods of juice."Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, now fuck me hard with that gorgeous big cock," she sobbed. "give it to me good and deep!"Eddie couldn't believe how horny his sister was. She wasn't in the mood for gentleness or playfulness. She just wanted him to fuck her brains out. But he was only too happy to oblige. He got a firm grip on her slim curvy hips and immediately began to hammer his prick into her, his flat, muscular belly slapping loudly against her jiggling ass. Mindy shrieked with delight as she took his thrusts balls-deep into her eager young cunt and pressed her ass back at him for more."Ohhhhh, yeah, Eddie, fuck it to me," she panted, "fuck me as hard as you can!"Eddie snorted lustily and pounded it to her, knowing by now that she could take everything he had to offer, the harder the better. His demure-looking sister had a craving for cock, and there was nobody around but him to help her out. The situation suited Eddie just fine.Mindy clawed the blanket and creamed helplessly as her lusty teenaged brother gave her a teeth- rattling fuck. She was so glad she'd decided to seduce him. It was just what they both needed. In fact she'd have gone out of her mind with horniness if she hadn't found a guy to help her out. She couldn't imagine going all vacation without fucking.Now she greedily tightened her cunt around Eddie's hammering cock, getting more and more delicious hot friction. She couldn't stop juicing, and the molten liquid spurted out around his pistoning prick and gushed down her legs. Each deep, savage thrust of her brother's rock-hard cock gave her a powerful blast of pleasure.Her handsome little brother was fucking her just as good as Vince ever had, she realized. It occurred to her, too, that Vince wasn't going to go without sex while they were apart, any more than she had. He was handsome and very successful with girls, and he'd soon find somebody to get it on with. That didn't bother Mindy. After all, look what she'd done...She hadn't been home more than a week before her lust was out of control and she just had to do something about it. It hadn't taken her long to realize that masturbating didn't get it. She need a real live cock. Then she spied on her kid brother while he jacked off, and she'd seen the answer to her problem. So what if he was her brother? They needed each other.... and he fucked like a dream!!"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Eddie, fuck me good and hard," she moaned, "fuck me forever."Eddie just wished he could grant that request. He didn't ever want to haul his prick out of his sister's tiny sucking cunt. It was deliciously hot and slippery in there, and the walls of her cunt were like velvet. It was the perfect place to hammer his engorged cock. Each lusty deep thrust gave him a stab of pleasure that made him groan."Awwwww, shit, Sis, it's so fuckin' good," he rasped."It sure is," Mindy gurgled.Of course it wasn't something Mom and Dad would approve of, but there was very little that fell into that category. Sometimes Mindy thought her parents were against fun, period. If anything could bring pleasure, they seemed to think it was dirty or evil. Above all, they were down on sex. She wondered how they'd overcome their moral beliefs long enough to have three kids."Eddie," she panted, "do you think Mom and Dad fuck anymore?""Them?" he laughed. "Are you kidding? They're always telling us how wrong it is.""Well, then," Mindy persisted, "where did they get us from... the stork?""Jesus," Eddie muttered, "you're right. they had to fuck to get us, didn't they?"It was difficult for the brother and sister to imagine their strict, puritanical parents making love. Mindy found it impossible, in fact. She couldn't picture them in the midst of a hot fuck like she and Eddie were having. She really felt sorry for them. They seemed determined to cheat themselves of all pleasure. But she couldn't keep her mind focused on them as her pleasure mounted and she hurtled toward another orgasm."Unnnnhhhh, yeah, I'm almost there," squealed Mindy, looking back over her shoulder at her brother. "Fuck me! Oh god! Fuck MEEE!Eddie could feel it. Her cunt was practically flattening his prick, it was so tight, and he knew by now that she always tightened up just before she came. But this time she was gorging herself on the hot sensations, deliberately postponing her climax. That gave Eddie a wicked idea. He loved sneak attacks on his sister, loved surprising her and throwing her off guard. He remembered how sensitive her clit was. Still hammering his steel-hard cock in her hungrily squeezing pussy, he reached down between her thighs, grasped her throbbing joy button between his fingers, and started kneading it. It was just like pressing a button and launching a rocket."Oh shit, unnhhgh!" Mindy screamed, her petite young body immediately rocking with orgasmic convulsions. "Ooooo, Eddie, I'm cumming!"Eddie chuckled over the success of his plan, then groaned with pleasure as her tiny hot cunt convulsed around his deeply thrusting cock.His prick got a violent, juicy massage. But once more he managed to hold off his own orgasm. Eddie wasn't finished with his horny big sister yet. He was determined to turn their first fuck into a marathon of pleasure. That way she'd be more willing to let him fuck her again whenever he wanted."Unnnhhhh, fuck, that's so good... so fucking good!" Mindy sobbed.She was cumming hard, and it was taking a long time. It seemed that every orgasm she had today was stronger than the last. She had much more lust stored up than she'd dreamed. It looked as if Vince had spoiled her. He'd been fucking her so well and so often, she couldn't do without a hard cock for very long anymore.That sure was a contrast to the way she'd been a year ago when she was just starting University. She'd never had a date, she was shy and awkward around boys, and worst of all, she'd pretty much believed all that crap her parents had taught her about sex being dirty and wicked. Vince had helped her to overcome all of that stuff. He'd really convinced her that sex was wonderful. Now she was convincing her brother, although Eddie sure hadn't needed much persuasion, and the way he was fucking her so expertly, he'd obviously had a LOT of practice before too.He was fucking blissfully into her spasming cunt, glutting himself on the delicious sensations. Mindy couldn't believe his stamina. Even Vince never usually lasted this long, and by the feel of Eddie's rock-hard prick throbbing in her tightly-packed cunt, her horny little brother wanted to go another round!"Good one, Sis?" he asked smugly, when she finally stopped cumming,"Ohhhhhh, Eddie! That was fantastic!" murmured Mindy dreamily. Then she gave her pussy a squeeze around his deeply imbedded cock. "Doesn't that thing ever go soft?""Are you complaining, Min?" laughed Eddie, giving his sister's cunt a long, deep grind with his prick."Uhhhhh, noooo!" Mindy moaned. "I just can't believe my luck, that's all.""Me either!" grinned Eddie.He kept up a slow rocking motion, fucking his rigid prick in and out of his sister's cunt as she lay with her ass up and her head resting on folded arms. Eddie's knees were starting to hurt a little as the pebbles beneath the blanket started to take their toll. Then he had an idea... a way to fuck that would be comfortable for both of them."Time for another position change, Sis!" he said, giving Mindy's pert little ass a playful slap. "Why don't you get on top this time.""Ohhhhhh, my favorite position!" said Mindy, wriggling her ass back at her brother suggestively."I've got a feeling they're ALL your favorite positions, Sis," smirked Eddie.He whipped his glistening cock from her drooling pussy hole and stretched out on his back. His huge teenage cock was stiff as a board and pointing at the sky. It bulged with blue veins, and pearly drops of pre-cum were oozing from his pisshole to trickle down the oily-looking shaft. Mindy eyed her brother's cock with renewed lust and moaned deep in her throat in horny anticipation.She crawled over to Eddie and straddled him, positioning the juicy, gaping lips of her cunt right over the swollen purple head of her brother's cock. Teasingly she rubbed her slippery, swollen pussy back and forth over his sensitive cock head, causing Eddie to shiver with excitement. Then she pressed her cuntal opening against the pointed bulb of flesh and sat down on it.Mindy slid down the long, thick shaft slowly, pausing only when Eddie's cock-head pressed against her womb. Then, with a lust moan and a sexy wriggle of her hips, she ground her hungry pussy down fully onto his cock, taking every solid inch until only his big hairy balls were showing. Her greedy little cunt was stuffed almost to bursting with her brother's throbbing prick. She soaked his shaft with molten spurts of cream, and Eddie lay there glassy-eyed with bliss, looking up at her and admiring the view.So far he liked this position best of all. There were so many exciting things he could see. He ogled his sister's cute stiff-nippled little tits. He watched her pretty face contort with lust as she felt his cock cramming her cunt and throbbing against every inch of it. He stared at his thick cock as it filled her cunt and glided to her tight, hot depth, moaning with her as she squirmed her ass down hard to take the last couple of inches. The feelings were so good, for a moment he became totally lost in them, and only regained his senses when he suddenly became aware that Mindy was wriggling her pussy back and forth on his cock impatiently."Fuck me, Eddie!" she whimpered, "Please fuck me! I need it so bad!"Eddie wished that all the girls he fucked were as horny as his sister. He'd already lost count of how many times he'd gotten her off today, but still she was desperate for more. Luckily he was up for it. He wanted to fuck her till he wore his cock out, if that was possible. Growling lustily, he grabbed her by the waist and started hunching his hips up, hammering his cock up into her tightly-sucking little fuckhole."Ooooo, shit, yessss!" she hissed. "That's it, little brother, fuck me good and hard! Fuck me with that big, fat, gorgeous prick!"Eddie loved watching his sister take his cock. She was bouncing up and down on him like crazy, riding his prick like a bucking bronco. Her slim young body shook and quivered with ecstasy, her luscious tits wobbling wildly. She screwed her eyes shut and flashed her teeth in a lusty grimace. Eddie felt her molten cream soaking his shaft, and he looked down to see it bubbling out around his deeply-driving cock, coating their pubic hair with a creamy foam as the fury of his pistoning prick whipped her hot cunt-juice into a frothy lather."That's so fucking good, Eddie," she moaned, "keep doing it to me as hard as you can. I can take it."She sure could. Eddie was amazed that his petite fragile-looking sister could take such rough fucking, but she seemed to love it. The harder he hammered it into her, the more excited she got and the more heavily she creamed. His cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it squeezed the thick juices from her tightly-gripping little cunt.Just thinking about it made Eddie grunt with excitement and fuck into her even harder. She was bouncing up and down on his pistoning cock as hard as she could, her firm little tits shaking and wobbling, her voice hoarse with pleasure as she moaned and squealed in ecstasy. She swayed dizzily, and Eddie had to firm his grip on her waist to keep her from tumbling off him."Uuuuuunnngghhhhhhh, Eddie! You're fucking me so good!" she sobbed, "so damned good.... God, I love your big, fat cock fucking me!"Mindy didn't miss Vince at all right now. Her own kid brother was giving her a fantastic non-stop fucking, so why did she need Vince? It was great to know that Eddie would be fucking her all vacation long, that whenever she was horny all she had to do was give him the eye and he'd have her on her back, fucking her lights out before you could say, "big sister is horny".Right now, her lust was at the boiling point, but Eddie's steel-hard cock was about to take care of it. He was spinning out of control, fucking her as fast and hard as humanly possible, and it was taking her over the edge, into a violent, cunt-searing orgasm. Suddenly, Mindy felt the delicious explosion tearing through her, and she screamed in ecstasy."EDDIE! FUCK! OH, FUCK! I'M CUMMMMIIIING!!" she howled. "FUCKIN' CHRIST! WHAT A PUSSY! AGGGHHH, JESUS... YOU GOT ME CUMMING TOO!" Eddie roared.He felt his sister's convulsing young cunt sucking the thick jizz out of his cock, and he emptied his balls into her womb. Grunting like an animal, Eddie arched his back and slammed his prick, deep up into Mindy's tightly-clutching little fuckhole, nailing his big sister's cunt hard and fast as jet after jet of pent-up sperm spurted from the tip of his frantically fucking cock.Eddie's sizzling load seemed to make Mindy climax even more intensely as she felt the hot, thick jets fill her quivering cunt, prolonging her wild, rolling orgasm even further. Brother and sister rocked and writhed together for long wonderful moments, their bodies wracked with pleasure, until at last, Mindy rolled of him and sighed."Oh shit, did I ever need that!""Me, too," Eddie gasped, trying to catch his breath. "I sure hope we can do it again, Min.""Are you kidding?" grinned Mindy, giving her brother's sticky cock a meaningful squeeze. "I'm gonna need this big hard cock of yours every day for the next six weeks, little brother. I'll go crazy if I don't get fucked regularly. But we just gotta remember to be careful. The shit would really hit the fan if Mom or Dad ever found out.""Oh, Christ, Sis, don't even mention that," Eddie groaned. "We gotta be real careful.""We sure have, little brother," grinned Mindy, "But I'm sure there are lots of ways we can get together and fuck without Mom or Dad ever suspecting. Come on we'd better get back before they send out a search party for us."They arrived home just as Mrs. Masters was Putting dinner on the table."My goodness, you two," she exclaimed, "we were starting to worry about you. Did you have car trouble or something?""No, Mom, everything's fine," Mindy said cheerily. "I guess we were having such a good time, we forgot to look at out watches."Well one thing was for sure... what she'd told her mother was certainly the truth. Mindy gave her brother a conspiratorial wink and smiled as she wondered what her mother would say if she knew her 'well-behaved' son and daughter had been screwing like rabbits all afternoon. She glanced at her brother and saw the same silly grin on his handsome young face and knew instantly that Eddie was thing exactly the same thing."What are you two, smiling at?" asked their father as he came into the dining room."Nothing Dad," smirked Eddie. "Nothing at all."*Mindy woke up the next morning playing with herself. Despite the wonderful sex with her brother the day before, or perhaps because of it, she was still incredibly horny. Just before she'd woken up, she'd been having a vague but intensely erotic dream in which she was making out with handsome young stud whose features kept changing, from Eddie to Vince and back to Eddie again. In the dream he'd suddenly disappeared, and she'd started masturbating.There she was rubbing her stiff index finger back and forth over her clit, getting herself all hot and horny, but there was no way she could do much about it. All over the house she could hear the rest of the family going about their daily rituals. Dad was getting ready for work, Mom was making breakfast, and their younger brother Roy was heading out on his paper route. There wasn't any privacy at all.So she'd just better quit playing with herself, unless she was prepared to go all the way with it. As much as she'd like him to, Eddie couldn't finish the job for her this time. Mindy writhed with frustration. Her sexy dream had gotten her so turned on, and then she'd unconsciously rubbed her clit into its own tiny hard-on.It was hard to ignore the burning need in her juice-filled little pussy. She imagined trying to go the whole day feeling this horny, and she knew she just couldn't stand it... she'd have to bring herself off quickly to be on time for breakfast.Mindy grasped her violently throbbing joy button between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading it, feeling the wonderfully satisfying waves of pleasure rippling through her writhing loins."Ooh shit yesssss," she hissed.Rolling the swollen little nubbin between her fingers, she quickly brought herself to the brink of climax. Then, greedily, she let herself just hover there, prolonging the intense pleasure as much as possible, moaning helplessly as blast after blast of sweet sensation, coursed through her quivering body. Mindy kept one eye on the clock so she wouldn't be late, but she was determined to get as much out of her rapidly-approaching orgasm as possible.Lying there panting and softly moaning, Mindy imagined how terrific it would feel to have a thick, rock-hard cock sliding into her cunt just then. It would be the perfect end to her little fingering session. She'd cum like crazy, and it would be instantaneous.God she wished Eddie was here with her now, stroking his magnificent young cock deep into her hungry little pussy, just as he'd done so deliciously yesterday. Mindy creamed furiously and prepared to bring herself off with her kneading fingers. Just then there was a loud knock at her door."Mindy!" her father called, "You awake yet?""Yes, Daddy," Mindy groaned."Then hurry up downstairs and help your mother with breakfast, please honey!""O-okay, Daddy," Mindy stammered, pulling her fingers guiltily from her drooling, unfulfilled cunt-slit.Seething with frustration, she rolled out of bed, hurried into her clothes, and dutifully went down to assist her mother with the breakfast preparations. Her cunt was on fire. She had almost overpowering urges to play with herself. But there was nothing she could do about it now, not with the whole family gathered for the morning meal."You're going to have to start getting up earlier, young lady," chuckled Ben Masters. "With all you freeloaders around, your mother can't be expected to do all the work around here.""Sorry, Daddy!" Mindy said dejectedly. "Anything I can help you with today, Mom?""Yes there is, sweetheart," Joan Masters said. "I'm going shopping this morning, so, first you could put on a few loads of laundry for me, then you could..."Mindy nodded, but she hardly heard the rest of what her mother said.Her interest had perked up when Joan said she wasn't going to be home. Mom would be on one of her long shopping trips, Dad would be at work, and Roy would be out delivering papers. That meant Mindy and Eddie would be alone together.Mindy snuck a look at her brother and saw that Eddie had picked up on it, too. His eyes were hot with excitement and he winked at her sexily. Mindy creamed her jeans."...do some vacuuming and dusting for me. Okay... Have you got all that, Mindy?" her mother asked."Dust the laundry," muttered Mindy absently, staring at her brother's bulging crotch and firm young ass as he got up from the table to put his dirty plate in the sink."What?" Joan said, staring at her."Uh, yes, Mom... just kidding!" Mindy said, jerking her mind off her horny fantasies. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it. You just enjoy your shopping trip.""Thanks, dear," Joan said, giving her a peck on the cheek. "I'll see you later."Roy was already out on his paper route, Dad had just left for work, and now Mom headed out to her car. Mindy and Eddie stood at the front window, smiling and waving to their mother like a scene out of the 'Brady Bunch'... until she was safely out of sight.As soon as Joan's car disappeared around the first corner, Mindy pulled Eddie into her arms and fastened her hot, eager lips over his, moaning her pent-up lust into her brother's open mouth. Eddie grabbed her by the ass with both hands and ground his cock-bulge suggestively against his sister's equally-eager cunt. For a long while, they kissed deeply and passionately... panting and pawing at each other's bodies like long lost lovers rather than brother and sister.Mindy was delighted to discover that her cute brother was just as horny as she was. As they pressed their bodies together, she could feel his stiff and ready young prick poking hotly against her pussy. That made her cock-starved little cunt cream like mad. She couldn't wait!"Your bed or mine, little brother?" Mindy gasped breathlessly."How about Mom and Dad's bed?" Eddie suggested wickedly."Ohhhhh, Eddie, that's so... so... depraved!" Mindy laughed, "But what a terrific idea."They thundered up the stairs two at a time and ran into the master bedroom. Their parents had a vast king-size bed, but Mindy doubted it had ever seen much action. The way her parents talked about sex, they must hardly ever get it on. But now, at last, the bed was going to be put to a very good purpose.Mindy and Eddie started flinging off their clothes in every direction, too eager to be neat. Naked, they jumped onto the bed and started kissing and fondling each other again. Mindy reached down and fisted her brother's cock, pumping the big, throbbing shaft eagerly. She felt his hot sticky pre-cum oozing from his piss-hole and smearing her fingers."Shit, did I ever make a mistake last night, Min!" he groaned. "I told you I was gonna go right to sleep, but as soon as I got to bed I started feeling horny again. I wished I'd come to your room like you suggested.""That'll teach you to listen to your big sister," Mindy teased, giving her brother's hard cock a suggestive squeeze. "Any time you're feeling horny, Eddie, you just come to my room and let me take care of this big, stiff ol' thing for you, okay!""Uhhhh, Jesus, Sis! I wanna fuck you so bad," moaned Eddie, roughly pushing his sister's slender young legs wide apart."Then do it, Eddie!" she begged, hunching her hips up at him in an obscene display of shameless, incestuous lust. "Fuck me! Fuck my hot cunt! Fill me with cock, little brother!"Mindy loved it! She got even more horny at the thought that she could get Eddie so worked up, he couldn't wait to fuck her.Snorting with excitement Eddie rolled eagerly on top of her and mounted his sexy, naked sister. Mindy groaned, then whimpered with delight as her brother sank down between her thighs and slid the tip of his hard cock into her hot, yearning little cuntal opening.Mindy's tightly-stretched pussy clamped down hard on Eddie's stiff young prick, squeezing him savagely as he slammed his entire length into her clinging little twat. Her juicy cunt soaked his shaft with molten cream as he crammed it into her deeply, grinding his pubic bone against her clit so hard that she almost came on the spot."Ooooooh, God! Fuck me, Eddie!... Fuck it into me!" she squealed."Yeahhhhh, take it, Sis!" he groaned. "Take my big fat fucking cock right up your hot little cunt!!"Mindy clung to her brother and whimpered in ecstasy as he filled her famished cunt with thrust after thrust of thick throbbing cock-meat. He shoved his hands under her ass-cheeks, gripped them firmly, and started pistoning his prick up and down in her hot, juice-slick tightness.Writhing on their parent's bed, like horny, humping young animals, Eddie fucked his sister ferociously, and Mindy loved every deep, powerful thrust. She screamed and hunched her hips up at his pounding cock, scratching his back with her long nails as she begged him to fuck her harder... deeper! Soon, Eddie was pounding his prick into his big sister's cunt so hard, her head was banging loudly against the headboard, but neither of them cared.It was really exciting to be fucking so wildly on their Mom and Dad's bed. Of course, there'd be hell to pay if anybody ever found out, but no way could that happen. Dad had never missed a day of work in his life, and he never came home before dinner. Mom's shopping trips were always at least three hours long. So Mindy and Eddie figured they had plenty of time to satisfy their incestuous lusts together. At last, they were all alone in the house.... or almost!Their younger brother Roy (who for the purposes of this echo, had just turned 18), had finished his paper route early and had hurried back to the house. Ordinarily he would have been in no rush at all. He would probably have taken the time to go visit his friends and ended up hanging out with them for the rest of the day. But there was something suspicious going on at home, Roy was sure of it, and he wanted to investigate.He left his bike in the garage and, silently entered the house through the kitchen, silently opening and closing the door as he'd done so many times before coming home late after a particularly heavy date.He'd noticed Mindy and Eddie giving each other really odd looks at breakfast when they thought nobody was watching. What's more... yesterday they'd both gone off to the lake together without even asking him if he wanted to come along. That had really pissed him off!! Just because he was the youngest, that didn't mean they had to leave him out of all the fun. Roy was fed up with everyone ignoring him because he didn't look his age! He was 18, but his slim, wiry young frame made him look at least two or three years younger... and everyone, including his parents, had treated him that way too, for as long as he could remember.Ever since he was a little kid, Mindy and Eddie had ganged up on him, teasing him, playing tricks on him, ditching him to go do secret things together. Well, he wasn't having it any more. He knew they were up to something special and exciting today and that they'd deliberately left him out of it, but this time Roy was going to demand to be part of the fun... whatever it was!He took off his shoes and left them in the kitchen, then went silently through the house looking for his older brother and sister.There was nobody downstairs, so he crept up the stairs and started listening at bedroom doors. He was astonished to hear their voices coming out of their parent's bedroom.None of the kids had ever been allowed in there without permission, so what in hell were Mindy and Eddie up to? Roy dropped to his knees and peered through the keyhole. He barely managed to stifle a yelp of astonishment as his eager young eyes took in the action on the bed. Mindy and Eddie were squirming around on Mom and Dad's king-size bed, buck-naked.. and they were.. they were... fucking! Jesus, they were actually FUCKING!"Holy shit," Roy muttered.He blinked and looked again, wanting to make sure his eyes hadn't deceived him. They hadn't... His brother was lying on top of Mindy, nailing her gorgeous, naked ass to the bed with his cock, his own ass muscular young ass clenching and jerking as he fucked her ferociously. Mindy was clinging to him, and her pretty face was all twisted up in a horny grimace which Roy recognized instantly as uninhibited lust."Ooooooh Jesus! Fuck me, Eddie!" his sister wailed, "Fuck my pussy with your big fat cock, honey!""Uhhhhhh, yeahhhh! You... unnnnhhhhhggg... God, you fuckin' love it, don't you!... you gorgeous slut!" Eddie groaned.Roy's cock went steel-stiff in one wrenching lurch, and again he almost groaned aloud. His suddenly engorged cock tried to tear its way out of his jeans. For the last couple of years he'd been obsessed with sex, and just the merest hint of it was enough to get him horny. Now he was actually watching two people fuck... his own sister and brother!... and it was exciting him out of his mind.Not that this was anything to be proud of, he reminded himself. His parents had told him over and over that sex was just a distraction from more important things and that he ought to keep his mind on his studies, get good grades, and resist temptation. They were his parents, so they must be right, yet Roy had always found it really hard to follow their advice... especially now!It just seemed like he was always getting horny lately. It didn't take much to set him off. Just watching a girl with a nice figure or reading some of those sexy magazines Eddie kept hidden under his bed... that was enough to give Roy a cock-stand that wouldn't quit. Then he'd have to jack off or go around with an embarrassing bulge in his pants all day. Masturbating was wrong, of course... his parents had always told him that... but it was better than advertising his lust to the whole world, wasn't it?!!Unfortunately, Roy had been plagued with horniness ever since his fourteenth birthday and never dared do a thing about it, because of his moralistic parents. He'd tried to be 'good' boy and had decided to wait for marriage before doing anything 'sexual'... whatever that meant! Now, he'd suddenly discovered that his older brother and sister hadn't waited. They were obviously just as horny as he was, only they WERE doing something about it... boy were they DOING something about it!!! Roy could have kicked himself for being such a fool.He watched Eddie hammering his long, stiff cock into Mindy's upthrust cunt, and he wondered what it would feel like. His big sister's tight, juicy-looking hole seemed to cling and suck at his brother's long, thick pole like a hot little mouth. God he wished he was fucking Mindy instead of Eddie! His cock was just as big, he was sure of it!... Why had Mindy chosen Eddie to fuck her, thought Roy, when his cock was just as big... and just as horny!!He pressed his eye back to the keyhole and surveyed the incredibly arousing scene as his elder brother continued to screw their sexy big sister deeply."Uuuuuhhhh, shit, Sis, your cunt is fuckin' tight!" Eddie was moaning, his face flushed and lusty. "Jesus, that feels so goooood!""Mmmmmm, baby! It sure does," gasped Mindy. "Don't stop fucking me, Eddie! Ooooohhhhh, lover.... don't ever stop!"Roy couldn't deny the evidence of his own eyes and ears. His brother and sister were fucking... and it was fun!! No matter what their Mom and Dad had told them. God, it looked like fantastic fun, and he wanted in on it!He stared hungrily at Mindy's slender, creamy thighs wrapped eagerly around Eddie's quivering ass. His sexy big sister was trying desperately to pull his thickly-stabbing cock as deeply into her tight, juicy little cunthole as hard as she could... squealing helplessly as Eddie fucked her to orgasm.Roy wanted to do what Eddie was doing. He ached to be hammering his own stiff young cock deep into his sister's hot and juicy cunt. His prick strained against the tight confinement of his jeans. He was sure he could do just as good a job as his 'big' brother.As he watched in total frustration, Eddie began to fuck Mindy faster and faster... they were obviously both getting more turned on by the second. Even through the closed door, Roy could hear their naked, sweaty bodies slapping together... the bedsprings creaking and groaning... his brother's obscene grunts, and his sister's high-pitched squeals of pleasure.Mindy was obviously loving every second of Eddie's big, thick prick as it pounded into her pussy. Moaning like a high-school whore, she arched her back up and thrust her cunt at him savagely, taking her brother's pile-driving cock as deep as she could get it."Unnngghhhh! God, fuck it to me! Fuck it to meeeeeee!!" she wailed.Eddie growled lustily and fucked into Mindy's eagerly-upthrust cunt with lightning speed. Roy wondered how his petite-bodied sister could take such a furious pounding, but she went wild, clawing Eddie's shoulders and screaming at the top of her voice.Suddenly, Mindy stiffened and gasped, her eyes opening wide as her curvy little body began to buck like crazy."UHHHNNGHHHH, GOD! FUCK MEEEEE!" she howled. "FUCK ME, EDDIE! I'M CUMMING OOHHHH!!""Cum for me, Sis!" hissed Eddie, snarling with lust. "Cum on my hot fucking cock, you gorgeous slut! Aaaggghhhhh!"Roy felt like knocking his head against the wall, he was so jealous and horny, and frustrated. His cock was so swollen, it ached, and all he could think of was slamming it full-length into Mindy's tight, juicy, willing little slot, just like his big brother was doing. He was really pissed off at Eddie and Mindy. They must think he was just a little kid, but they were wrong.That was a man-size cock trying to tear its way out of his jeans, and he had a man's needs and lusts. Sometimes he would jack off four or five times a night as he thought about girls and sex. Jesus, he'd just turned eighteen for crissakes! It was high time he lost his virginity.Roy shivered with longing as he watched his brother and sister fucking each other to orgasm, writhing together on their parent's bed like a couple of rutting animals. Finally they went still and Eddie rolled off to the side, revealing Mindy's cute little tits and pussy to her young, peeping brother.Roy's stiff cock gave a frantic lusty jerk and began to drool hot, sticky pre-cum at the sexy sight. His big sister's cunt looked so wet and tight and juicy, even after Eddie had fucked her so hard and cum in her cunt. God, she looked so sexy, he thought. He wondered how it would feel to ram his own stiff, hard cock into that tight little hole of hers."God, that was good!" Eddie was saying. "Wanna go again, Sis? I bet I can get it up in a minute!""Are you sure?" Mindy frowned. "What about Roy?""Nah, he never comes home right after his paper route," Eddie assured her. "He always hangs out with his friends. Besides, if he came home we'd hear him, right?!"That shows how much you know, big brother, Roy thought with a wicked grin."Okay, little brother," Mindy grinned. "You talked me into it! But, how 'bout you give me a little tongue action first!!""Great!!" he leered, "Spread, Sis, and I'll suck you all the way to heaven!""You wish, Superman!" grinned Mindy as she bent her knees and spread her legs wide.Roy stared open-mouthed at his sister's gaping, naked slit. He'd seen pussies in those girlie magazines of Eddie's, but none as pretty as his sister's. He studied the tender pink flesh and its delicate fringe of soft brown curls. Mindy was rubbing a little lump of flesh at the very top of her gash and moaning sensuously, undulating her ass helplessly up and down off the bed."Suck my clit, Eddie, baby!" begged his horny big sister. "Suck it good and make me cum!"Roy's view of Mindy's pussy was blocked as Eddie eagerly crawled between her creamy thighs and brought his face right up to her naked pussy. To Roy's surprise, his brother stuck out his tongue and started gently licking up and down the length of Mindy's hot, juicy-looking cunt-slit. Then, as their sexy sister writhed her naked ass around on their parent's bed, Eddie's hungry lips surrounded Mindy's stiff, protruding little joy button, and all hell broke loose!Her slim young hips thrust up off the bed, grinding her wet, gaping pussy against Eddie's wide-open mouth like there was no tomorrow. He was licking his tongue right into her cunt! Roy couldn't believe it! Mindy's eyes kind of glazed over and her cheeks got so red and flushed, Roy thought his sexy big sister was going to burst a blood vessel. It was clear that she loved the feel of Eddie's stiff, flicking tongue on her pussy... Roy couldn't wait to try that!"Ummmmmmm, yeahhhh, a little faster, Eddie!" instructed Mindy, breathlessly. "Oooooohhh, baby! Uuuungghhhh... God! Lick my clit! Ummmmm, suck me, baby, ohhhhhh, yeahhh, that's it!"Roy sure wished it was him licking his big sister's lewdly-offered cunt, instead of of Eddie. He had an insane urge to rush into the room, pull his brother off her and lash his tongue all over Mindy's hot, tasty-looking young pussy until she called out his name as loudly as she was squealing out his brother's!He watched enviously as Eddie gave their gorgeous older sister head. Eddie caught on real fast, and soon he had a good rhythm going, his pointed tongue tip lashing swiftly around the throbbing shaft of Mindy's engorged and super-sensitive clit."Ooooohhh, Jesus, little brother, who taught you to suck pussy like thaaaattt!" she gurgled. "That feels just fantastic! Unnnnnmmmmm, God, don't stop!!"Eddie's head was bobbing up and down, and Roy could hear the obscenely wet snorting and sucking sounds his brother's mouth was making in their sister's cunt as he slurped up her tangy pussy cream. Roy was just about ready to scream with unrequited lust! In total frustration he pulled out his cock."Unnnhhh, fuck, Eddie, that's so damned good," Mindy whimpered. "Get me off now, honey. Suck my clit real hard! Make me cummmm!!!"Eddie jammed his mouth down over is sister's throbbingly-erect fuck-button and started to suck, hard. His sucking was slow and awkward at first, but Mindy's lustily jerking hips indicated the speed and rhythm she wanted, and Eddie quickly caught on. Soon, her brother was sucking so expertly on her hotly throbbing clit, Mindy was almost going out of her mind with excitement!"Ohhhhh, Jesus, yesssss," she screeched, "Suck it, baby!!! UhhFUCK! Suck me OFF!"Eddie gave her what she wanted, sucking furiously and loudly on his sister's stiff, protruding joy-button, bringing her to the very brink of climax. Once more Mindy stiffened briefly and gave a loud, hoarse gasp. She was cumming again, her petite young body shaking and bucking in incestuous orgasm."Ohhhhhh, fuck, you did it, whhhaaahhh!" she howled.Roy muffled an ecstatic groan and sizzled his young load hard against the bedroom door. His flying fist pumped the molten cum from his cock so savagely, he barely managed to keep from yelping with relief. It was a few seconds before he looked through the keyhole again, and when he did, his sexy sister was still squirming and shuddering with the delicious after-shocks of her own powerful orgasm."Mmmmmm, Eddie, that was fantastic," she moaned, stroking the back of her brother's head, "You sure have a big, hard tongue!!""All the better to lick your hot, tasty little twat with, Sis!" grinned Eddie proudly, wiping Mindy's juice from his chin with the back of his hand. "Want me to suck you off again?""Ohhhh, Eddie, would you?!!" exclaimed Mindy, wiggling her hot young ass all over the bed. "If you do, you can fuck me all night if you want... I won't care!""Ohh, you'll care alright, Sis!" grinned Eddie spreading his sister's creamy thighs wide and draping her legs over his shoulders."Uuuuummhhhhh God, I hope so!" said Mindy, with a wicked glint in her eye.Roy couldn't believe how hot and slutty his sexy big sister had suddenly become! His brother was fucking her... and he wanted to fuck her too!With a feeling of total frustration, Roy watched Eddie go belly-down between Mindy's eagerly parted thighs and once again bring his face within an inch of their sister's luscious-looking slit. As Roy groaned silently in agony, Eddie shot out his tongue, flicking it roughly up and down their sister's slit, poking in and out, lashing the glistening pink flesh of her cunt as if it was a tasty treat he had to devour before anyone else claimed it. Eddie had no idea how close to the truth that description really was!"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, Eddie! Lick me, baby!" Mindy moaned, "...just keep doing that till you get me really hot!"Roy thought his sister was acting pretty hot already, but what did he know? His parent had never allowed him to be alone with a girl, in the house! Shit, he'd never really dated until last year! It was really a drag having such strict parents, though he'd always tried to obey them. Now, to witness his brother fucking their gorgeous, cock-stiffening sister was totally excruciating!!To the young boy's mind, Eddie and Mindy were having a terrific time together, while he was out in the hall peering through the keyhole and jacking off..... It would be a lot more fun to join the party!"Ohhhhh Jesussss, Eddie, yesssss!" Mindy hissed, "Now you've got me really turned on! Stick your tongue in my cunt and fuck me with it... Ummmmmm, baby! That's gonna get me off like crazy!"Eddie chuckled as he got the picture. Then he made his tongue long and stiff and crammed it hard into his sister's cunt. Mindy almost flew off the bed. She let out a shrill howl of pleasure and soaked her brother's face with a helpless blast of hot cream. Eddie's head began to bob furiously as he worked his tongue deep into her tasty little pussy-hole, pistoning it in and out, just like a stiff, hard cock."Uhhh, fuck, yesssss! Lick it, honey, that's great," Mindy sobbed, "keep doing that to me, don't stop." Roy's cock slowly rose to full attention as he watched and envied his older brother. He was positive he could do everything Eddie was doing and that he could give his sexy big sister just as much pleasure as Eddie was giving her, if only they'd give him a chance. But they'd always left him out of their adventures. They'd always regarded him as the baby of the family. (even though he was a legal, 18-year-old and also had a Canadian passport!) He just had to convince them that he wasn't a little kid any more. Surely, his rock-hard cock ought to be proof of that."Lick me, Eddie! Suck my hot, fuckin' cunt!" Mindy squealed.She was really getting off on Eddie's furious tongue-fucking. She had her eyes screwed shut in total ecstasy, her face all contorted with hot lust, and she was clawing the bed. She'd arched her slim body to take Eddie's pistoning tongue as deep as she could in the molten tunnel of her cunt. She whimpered steadily as his flying tongue worked her toward orgasm."Uhhh, yeahhh, just a little more, honey," she moaned, "Lick my pussy Eddie, I'm almost there!"Roy imagined his big sister moaning those sexy words to him, and once more his stiff young teenage cock was trying to tear its way out of his jeans. Well, this time he wasn't going to jack off to some faceless big-titted fantasy slut... this time he was going to cum with a real girl... his own sexy sister... and after what he'd just seen, she was definitely HOT for it, and he WASN'T going to take NO for an answer!The moment Mindy finished cumming, he was going to march right in there and demand to join the fun. At least that was what he told himself as he watched Eddie tongue-fuck their cute sister to the very brink of orgasm.Mindy hovered there, clawing at the bedspread and gurgling as blast after blast of pleasure ripped through her insatiable young pussy. She could have cum easily, but she was prolonging the excitement, gorging herself on those wonderful sensations. Finally the pleasure exploded inside her."OH FUCK! I'M CUMMING!!" she wailed.At his sister's lusty cry, Roy stood up and gripped the doorknob, gathering all his courage, and opened the door. Mindy still had her eyes closed in total ecstasy, hunching her slender hips up at the deliciously stiff and probing tongue buried in her pussy. Eddie had his face pressed into Mindy's upthrust cunt holding her juicy, pink slit open with his thumbs as he licked his sister through the last delicious orgasmic spasms or her orgasm... neither of them noticed Roy till he'd crossed the room and was standing right beside the bed rubbing his stiff cock through his pants. Then Mindy opened her eyes and gasped."Uh-oh, Eddie," she cried, "we've got company.""Huh?" Eddie exclaimed, looking up. Then he scowled."Shit, Roy, what the fuck do you think you're doing sneaking in here like that?!" he growled, "This is private! Piss off!!"END? NOT!~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49
mybro.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/mybro.txt	Author's note: I went for a bike ride with my significant other this morning. We rode a long way over to the big lake near my home. There are a lot of beautiful homes around the shore, and we talked about how nice it would be to live in one, with a big dock, and sailboat, and jet skis, and all that neat stuff!*As we talked, I had an image flash through my mind, of Bobby and Jan, lying on the dock below one house, basking in the sun, and lusting after each other! Here it is:My brother, my lover, on the dock!I turned my head toward my brother, and found him gazing back at me. His blonde hair was mussed up, and he looked so cute that I wanted to eat him! He grinned that little boy grin, and I melted! I've noticed the same feelings a lot lately! I seem to enjoy looking at him, and staring at his eyes and lips, more and more, the older I get!"What's the matter, sis? Lusting after dear old bro again? I see that look in your eye! Admit it, you want me don't you?""Oh God! Yess! You know I do! It's getting so I think of very little else lately!""Angie is going to get pissed, if she finds out, you know!""This isn't about the way I feel for my little buddy! I'll always love her more than anything in the world! But I seem to have these wild cravings to fuck you, too! Oh, Bobby, I'm all fucked up in the head!"He reached over and took my hand, and entwined his fingers gently with mine."No you're not fucked up, sis. It's normal for a girl to have feelings for both sexes. Boys tend to go only one way. But it's alright for you to want me. I want you just as bad, but we're stuck since we're related.""Why can't you be a cousin or something? Then I could fuck your brains out, and you wouldn't stop me!" I giggled.He laughed and squeezed my fingers."Sis, we've seen each other hot and bothered, and naked as jaybirds. We know almost everything about each other. So I think we need to come to some arrangement, to alleviate the tension we seem to be building up lately!""What do you have in mind, big brother?" I asked, with a sexy little pout on my face.He laughed again. "You should see yourself! You look like you're about to rape me right here on the deck!""The thought has crossed my mind, several times in the last minute!" I giggled.He edged his towel closer, until I could smell his sweet breath on my face!"Here's what I propose. I've always tried to keep us from having sex, because it's not right. But how about we make a pact to not fuck, but just play with each other?""You mean masturbate each other? How far can I go?""That's what I mean, everything except penis in cunt actual fucking! Fingers and hands, and maybe some other stuff later on, like vibrators maybe?""You really think I can do that with out going nuts?""Sure you can, sis, you're a strong girl. And think about the fun we can have, while you are still true to little Angie!""It does make a lot of sense, doesn't it? Okay, I'm game!"He grinned again, and moved even closer, and kissed me, very lightly, on my lips. I jerked at his touch, and I felt my cunt get wet immediately! His shoulder was against mine, we were so close, and I moved my body tighter to feel the heat from his skin! We just laid there staring at each other for a long time, as wild thoughts raced through my head!Then the hot sun slowly lulled me to sleep, with Bobby's body next to mine. It felt so good to relax holding his hand, and I felt so protected, as I always do, when I'm close to him.I woke up when I felt Bobby nudge me. I opened my eyes, to find his right there, gazing into mine."What? Why did you wake me?""You're getting red, sweetie, you need to put some oil on, and turn over, before you wind up looking like a lobster!" he laughed."I feel content this way. Can't you do it for me?""Oh, alright, lazy, I'll get the baby oil."He got up, and went over to the little end table by the loungers, and came back with the oil."Undo your bikini top, so it doesn't get oil all over it.""Jeesh, Bobby, can't you do anything? Untie it yourself, dummy!" I giggled.He reached over and untied the strings at my neck and back, and the top fell down my sides to the towel. I felt the cool breeze against my breasts, as I lifted up and pulled the top from under me. I could feel Bobby's eyes on my nipples, before I lay back down on my chest, and they felt like pebbles under me, as they swelled up into little pink peaks!I heard the little gasp escape his parted lips, as he slowly dripped the oil over my shoulders and down my back. Then he began to rub it in gently all over, and I was in heaven, from his soothing touch!He worked his fingers lower and lower, until I felt him lift the back of my suit, and slide underneath, and knead the oil into my rear end!"Bobby, quit! You're getting oil all over my suit!""Well, shit, what am I supposed to do?""Pull it down, silly!""Jan, there are houses up there that look right down on our deck! They'll see you if I do!""Not if you straddle my knees, and shield my buns from their view!""Okay, it's your butt we're talking about here. You want to show it to the world, far be it from me to argue!" he laughed, as he slid his leg over, and sat on my thighs, while tugging my suit down over my round cheeks.The heat emanating from his firm inner thighs felt sooo nice! I wiggled my hips to tease him, and he slapped my butt as he laughed!"Lie still! Or you're going to give me a raging hard on from your butt rubbing my penis!" he chuckled."You mean like this?" I quipped, as I wiggled up, and back, against the growing bulge in his baggy volleyball shorts!"Yeah, you slut, just like that!" he laughed, as he swatted me again!All this horseplay was getting me hot, as I continued to press my, now uncovered, cunt lips against the terry cloth towel! I felt him push my suit lower down the back of my legs. Then he began to rub the oil in, lower and lower, until one finger brushed my swollen cunt lips!"Hey, buster! What do you think you're doing?" I yelled, as I looked back over my shoulder at his fat dick, trying to stay inside the loose leg opening of his shorts, and not succeeding at all! I watched as the big head slowly slid out, as his fat shaft expanded!I could feel a wet spot on my leg where his precum had dripped down, and I shuddered and trembled from the feeling! I kept moving my butt against his crotch, until I felt his cock slide over my thigh! God! Did that ever feel erotic!He parted my cheeks to rub the oil over my hole, and I jerked, as his finger teased the puckered flesh! I rose up on my elbows, and he slid forward over my back, as his hands went under me to grab my aching nipples! I felt his cock slide down between my cheeks, and I gasped as it slid up my crack, when he lowered his body onto my back!I was pinned to the towel, as he groped my tits, and pulled on my nipples! His weight pushed my clit down on the terry cloth, and I began to slide up and down, as chills surged through the nerve endings in my nipples and cunt lips!I was panting and moaning as he pushed up, and back, sliding his penis in my crack! "Oh, God, Bobby! What are you doing to me? I'm going to cum if you keep that up!""Unh! Unh! Unh!" he panted in my ear, as he humped my butt faster and faster!"Oh! God!" he gasped, as I felt his body go rigid, and felt a white hot jet of cum surge up my crack, and onto my lower back!I screamed, as my own orgasm hit me at the same time, and I gushed on the towel, as I jammed my clit hard against the deck! My body jerked, and shook, and trembled, under my brothers jerking penis!As I lay there under Bobby's weight, I rolled my body back and forth, luxuriating in the after shocks running through me! Bobby had his face buried in my hair, and was gasping for air as he, too, jerked spasmodically, when each jolt hit him!* Then he was still, and his breathing slowly returned to normal, as he nuzzled my ear!"God, Jan! That was wild! I'm sorry we waited so long now! Just think, we could have been doing this since we were eight or so years old!""Or even younger!" I giggled."You better push my suit back up, big bro, and put that fat dick of yours away, before it gets any more ideas!" I laughed, as he slid off my back, and adjusted my bottoms, and shoved his limp penis back in.He flopped down on his back next to me, and looked at me, and grinned widely!"Boy, you sure look like you just got laid! You should see your face, now!" I giggled."You look still pretty hot to me, little sis!" he retorted."Why don't you slide your hand under my body and find out how hot I really am!" I said, as I raised my hips to give his fingers room. He slid the front of my bikini down under me, and ran a finger up my slit! I was wet, wet, wet!He grinned again, and said," Wow! Little sister is still horny, hunh?""Well, bro, you started this, and now you're going to finish it, or me, in this case!"He turned up on his side toward me, as I rose up on my elbows, to give him a clear view of my rigid nipples! He had his finger up my cunt now, and was slowly moving it in and out, while rubbing my protruding swollen clit with his palm! I hung my head, and bit my lower lip, as I pushed down on his fingers with each thrust that he gave me! Bobby leaned over and started darting his tongue in and out of my ear!"Come on, little slut, fuck your big brother's fingers! Cum for me, cum now!" he whispered, as he sucked hard on my ear!"Umph, Umph, Umph, Oh Bobby, I'm getting close! Oh God, that feels sooo good! Oh, fuck me, Bobby; fuck your finger in me! Harder, yeah, that's it! Oh God! Oh, oh, unh, unh, oh shit! I'm going to cum, Bobby! I'm cumming Bobeeeee!"With that, I jerked and bucked on his fingers, over, and over, and over again!* When I could breathe again, I shook my head in awe, as Bobby grinned at me, mischievously! He pulled my hair back, and peered into my face! I turned and kissed him hard on his sexy mouth! "That was fantastic, big bro! You really are good, you know?""Good enough that Angie would like some?" he chuckled."Oh,yeah! No doubt about it! She has always said she wanted to fuck you!""Now, you tell me! Why have you been holding out on me, little sis?""Because she's mine, is why! So keep your mitts off her, understand?" I giggled."Well we'll se about that!"I slapped his shoulder, and then we got up, and dove into the lake to cool off.* We swam out to the diving platform about fifty yards from shore, and lay down to dry in the warm sun. Bobby leaned up on his elbows and scanned the shoreline."You know, Jan, they can't see us clear out here very well, do you think?"I sat up and looked around, too. "I don't see how, unless they had binoculars trained on us.""Wanna' skinny dip?""Sure, why not? If they're using glasses they are hoping to see something anyway! Let's give them a show!"So we stood up, and pulled our suits off, then bent over, naked, and laid them out to dry in the hot sun. I stretched as the warm sun caressed my skin. God! That feels wild, letting the breeze blow up my cunt, and tease my nipples! The thought of someone staring at my naked little body, turned me on something fierce!Bobby came over and hugged me close, so our bodies were flush against each other! I felt his thick penis start to grow, and moisture seeped down my leg. I was so hot! I moaned, as he kissed me gently, and rubbed his dick against my sensitive belly! My nipples were throbbing, as I moved them back and forth over his stiff bare tits!I started humping his shaft, until he knelt a little so he could slide it between my legs. I looked at him questioningly, and he grinned back."Don't get your balls in an uproar, little sis! I'm only going to slide it in and out of your clamped legs, so flex your thigh muscles, and hold me in!"I clamped my legs hard around his thick dick, and he started rocking back and forth, sliding in and out between my thighs! As he rose up slightly his penis rubbed my cunt lips, making them spread, until my clit was against his base, rubbing in the coarse hairs!I gasped, and panted, as I rode him! If this was as close to fucking him as I would ever get, it was fine by me! God, it felt great!He moved faster and faster, until I was digging my fingers into his shoulders!"Bobby, Your fat dick is rubbing my cunt lips raw! Oh, God, keep it up! Unh, unh, unh, unh, faster! It hurts so good! Unh, unh, come with me, Bobby, Now!""Oh God, Jan here it comes, aaargh!"Bobby's cum rocketed out between my legs, until the insides of my thighs were coated with the white stuff! I trembled so hard with my own orgasm, that Bobby had to hold me tight to keep me upright! *** Slowly we recovered, and he grinned, and kissed my forehead, as if I were his child! It was sooo sweet, that I started to cry!"What's wrong, sweetie, did I hurt you?" "No, my loving big brother, you just got to me is all! I love you sooo much!""You know I love you, too, little sis, and I always will!"I dried my eyes, and we ran to the edge, and dove into the lake. The water felt good washing over my partial sunburn, and my nerve endings sang with delight! I was so happy! I was grinning, from ear to ear, as I came up under bobby, and grabbed his penis and pulled him under!He surfaced sputtering, and thrashing around, trying to find me!"That's not fair!" he shouted, as he grabbed my tits, and yanked me under, too!We climbed back up on the dock in hysterics, we were laughing so hard! He hugged my naked body once more, and kissed me hard, as he ground his teeth against mine!"I've decided that all bets are off!" With that, he threw me on my back on the dock, and yanked my legs open, and shoved his swollen fat dick into my sopping wet little cunt! I gasped when I felt how big it was! It hurt for a second, until I stretched enough to let him all the way in! Then he began to fuck me in earnest, pounding his cock deep into my little cunt!I threw my legs around his back, and raised my hips, so he could go deeper! I felt the big mushroom ridges tease my G spot, and I let loose with a huge orgasm, that rocked me senseless!Then Bobby jerked his cock out, and sprayed cum all over my face, and into my hair, and over my nipples! I couldn't believe anyone had that much cum in them, it just wouldn't stop! Each new spasm in his stomach, forced a big glob into the air! I was soaked in no time!I looked down at the mess, and then up to Bobby's eyes and he started to grin!"Well, sis, so much for your big responsible brother! I'm so sorry, honey, I just lost it!""That's okay, big bro, I wanted it worse than you did!""Promise not to tell?""It's our secret until we agree otherwise. Or until that guy up there on that hill recognizes one of us!"Bobby whipped his head around, and I went into gales of laughter!"Gotcha', bro!""You little minx, I ought to tan your little white bottom!""Ummmm, yummy idea! I'm for that! Right now?"Bobby smiled, and shook his head, as he picked me up, and threw me off the dock!ENDDid you like it? Write, Please?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 35
intheswimmingpool.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/intheswimmingpool.txt	Part 1It was the hottest day in recent history and I was melting away. Why did I agree to my wife's plan to go to the swimming pool? Right now, I could be sitting in my well air-conditioned home and watch some DVD or work on the computer. Instead I was out in the sun on my towel and watched the crowd fill in. We came quite early in the morning and found a nice, shadowy place, but the sun had moved and now we were out in the open and all the shade had been taken by now. And the other spots started to fill up as well.My lovely wife was enjoying the cloudless blue sky and the merciless sunshine. She was on her back, sound asleep, with her sunglasses on. South Korean in origin, she had a rather dark skin and was used to the heat. Her perfect skin didn't even show the slightest sign of sweat, whereas I was dripping.I was distracted from my suffering when a young couple settled down next to us. She was a cute young fox with a slim and tender body and her - I assumed - boyfriend was a lean and muscular guy, well tanned and with a clean, shaved, bald head. When they peeled out of their jeans I could see that she was only wearing a tiny string-bikini, Speedo's for him. The girl pulled the string into her shapely ass and as soon as they laid down they started to cuddle.It was quite a sight to see her snuggling close to his body and letting her hands explore his body while his hands roamed her back and gently massaged her ass cheeks. I couldn't help but to stare and noticed a familiar movement in my own trunks. I quickly turned onto my belly to hide my rising erection and pretended to doze off, but watching the two through my sunglasses.The guy had his fingers now working along the string and he was definitely massaging her crack, if not her slit, while her hand caressed his flat stomach and touched the bulge in his pants more then once. I could see the outline of his cock clearly through the thin material and even though not yet hard it was huge."Like what you're seeing," I heard a voice whispering into my ear. I froze. My wife had woken up and caught me ogling."Oh, nothing, I was dozing," I tried to explain myself.But my wife was not to be fooled so easily."He is quite handsome," she continued, "and she should be your type, no? Small tits and a nice firm ass."She gave me a playful slap on my behind. I turned to her and put a hurt expression on."You know that I only have eyes for you," I said with my most sincere voice."Oh, yeah, right," she replied. "Care to pass me that water?"I handed her the water and started complaining about the intense heat."Why don't you head off to the water to cool off? Looks like you need it in more then one way," my wife grinned at me.I had nothing to reply and headed off for the pool, trying to hide my boner. The cold water was a god-sent refreshment and, to my relief, my dick went down again. I lazily drifted in the pool, enjoying the cool liquid on my skin. The pool had a shallow area with underwater jet streams and I let my body soak there, being massaged by the jets.I must have been in the water for more than half an hour because by the time I returned to our spot my wife was gone. So was the guy next to us. Just his sweet girlfriend was baking in the sun, on her belly with her perfect ass nicely sticking out. I toweled off and set down on my towel, looking out for my wife."Um, excuse me?"I turned around. The dream-teen had spoken to me."Yes?""My boyfriend's gone and I need some more sun lotion on my back. Do you think you could help me?"Who was I to refuse. I knelt down beside that perfect body and grabbed the bottle with sun lotion. The girl had untied her bikini top and I could admire her well tanned back. I poured some lotion into my hand and started to massage the milky liquid into her copper toned body. Her skin was hot and unbelievably smooth. She had to be doing a lot of sports because her back was quite muscular and wonderful to touch. She purred under my hands and relaxed even more."Are you sure your boyfriend doesn't mind me creaming your back," I inquired while getting some more lotion."Of course not. Why should he?" she replied. "After all, he is creaming your wife right now. From the inside!"I almost dropped the bottle. What did she say?She must have sensed my shock."After you left for the pool we started chatting and it looks like she had a crush on my boyfriend and so they set off for the changing rooms," she explained.I still couldn't believe it and started to get up."Hey, wait for me," she said. "I want some fun too!"She left her bikini top on her towel and grabbed my hand. Topless, she led the way to the changing rooms. I followed her dumbstruck.As to be expected, the aisle with the changing cubicles was quite empty. Most people came in their swim wear and went home in it. So, no need to change. One of the cabins nevertheless was occupied. The girl dragged me closer and we put our ears to the door. From inside I could hear the low moan of a male voice and the slurping sound of some oral action.The teen on my side pulled me into the adjourning cubicle and locked the door. Then she climbed onto the bench and looked over the wall. I followed suit. What I saw took my breath away.There was my lovely wife, kneeling in front of that muscular stud with his dick in her mouth. His cock gave me another shock as it was long, thick and perfectly shaped. My wife Su was massaging the base with her hand because she could get only the tip in her mouth, but was sucking that with a vengeance.I was mesmerized. How could she do that?"Nice sight, huh?," whispered the girl beside me. "And you seem to like it too," she added with a knowing look at the tent in my trunks. Damn, she was right. The picture of my wife licking a stranger's dick gave me a tremendous hard-on. My companion got down from the bench and pulled down my swim trunks."Here, let me help you," she said hoarsely and, while I watched my wife fellating her tanned muscular stud, I felt soft and velvety lips engulf the tip of my cock. The sensation of the hot, warm mouth on my crown made me close my eyes in sheer pleasure and I enjoyed the sucking motion caused by her tongue on the underside of my dick. I looked down at the little cock-sucker and saw my meat sliding deeper and deeper into her eager mouth.In the cubicle next to ours my wife really got into the mood. She was moaning now and tried to swallow as much of his hard pole as possible. I couldn't keep my eyes of that marvelous sight as I saw her soft mouth working on the big cock, but no matter how hard she tried she could not get more than half of the long snake down her throat. With a disappointed sigh she let him glide out of her mouth and looked into his eyes while she massaged his hard member."I need your cock! Now! Deep in me," she said with unveiled lust in her voice.The guy didn't need a second invitation and pulled her up."Is he going to fuck her?" his girlfriend asked and let go of my dick to peek over the wall again. "Oh my god, I have to see this when he puts his big prick into your tiny wife's cunt," she added and assured me: "She will love it!!"I got the feeling as well. Her boyfriend turned my wife around and had her bending over the bench. Her cute ass was sticking out and I could see her pussy lips glistering with moisture. My sweet Su was spreading her legs some more and pushed her hips back to give him better access. The guy stepped behind her, his erection was bobbing in front of his body. The long cock looked incredibly big in comparison to my small wife.He grabbed the base of his pole and ran the plump head through her wet slit. Su moaned in pleasure and anticipation. The dark cock head parted her lips slightly and was coated with juice."He likes to tease" whispered the girl beside me and bit her lower lip. I looked at her. She squeezed her legs together, one hand was busy on her left tit as she was focused on the scene in the next stall. I let the fingers of my left hand gently touch her neck and then trail down her back. As expected I was rewarded by a slight shudder and when I reached her lower back I could feel her spreading her legs a little and push her rump out like my wife had done for her boyfriend. My fingers traced the outline of her perfect ass and reached the knotted string keeping her bikini bottom in place.Her eyes still glued to her boyfriends dick preparing Su's pussy for the assault; she did not stop me when I undid her string - one side first and then the other. The tiny piece of fabric fell to the floor and her legs spread even wider. I took that as an invitation and returned my fingers to the cleft between her firm buttocks. Pressing my middle finger down her crack I let my hand slide deeper until my fingertips just reached the folds of her pussy lips. She was soaking wet!At this moment her boyfriend decided that he had teased her enough and started pushing his meat into my wife. The sensation of the fat, fuck-pole drilling its way into her slippery slit and the satisfaction of finally having a cock in her hungry pussy made her moan with pleasure. The moaning turned into a low howl as more and more of the dark ramrod forced its way into her belly and stretched her Asian pussy. The guy kept pushing and did not stop until his prick was buried up to the hilt in my wife's velvety cunt.As her boyfriend was penetrating my wife, I let my fingers slide through my companions moist slit and found her waiting hole. I pushed two fingers into her dripping channel and she started panting. My fingers had found her magic spot dead on and I massaged her hot walls. Her breathing became more heavy and as my other hand searched and found her clit I new that I had her right on the street to heaven. She closed her eyes and let out a moan that got higher pitched as my fingers worked furiously on her button and deep in her cunt.I am quite sure the others two must have heard us and when I looked down I saw the guy looking at his girlfriend's contorted face as he was pounding away into my wife. The fact that his girlfriend got finger-fucked a few feet behind him shagging a married pussy must have given him an additional kick because he was holding onto Su's hips, ramming his hard meat home as far as possible. Su was in heaven, completely overwhelmed by the hard fucking. She babbled incomprehensibly and tried to keep her balance.Just as I pushed the sweet body next to me over the edge and sent her into an intense orgasm her boyfriend reached the point of no return as well. He grunted and with a low haul he shoved his dick deep into my wife's womb. I could see him spasm as he pumped his white cum deep into Su's sucking belly and her hand went to her clit to give herself an orgasm as well.All three panted heavily as they slowly calmed down. I watched the scene, still fascinated."Let us in," the girl next to me said to her boyfriend. "I want some of that pussy!"END
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mexico.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/20/mexico.txt	Chapter 1Terri looked over her shoulder and shouted, "Last one in the water is a slug." Then she ran as fast as she could to the surf, kicking up sand all the way.Ryan laughed to himself. He was carrying, over one shoulder, a heavy cooler loaded with a six-pack on ice, sandwiches and munchies. Over the other shoulder was their beach bag. He didn't even try to catch her. With her blonde ponytail flying in the wind she looked like a college cheerleader on spring break. She wasn't a college cheerleader but Ryan's wife of ten years and Bren and Paul's twenty-nine year old mom. Still, he found it flattering that every once in a while she was carded at a club or a bar. They had arrived at South Padre Island very late the previous night after driving more than eight hours from their home near Dallas. This was the first time since they had been married, other than their honeymoon, when they had a week all to themselves. They had never been to South Padre Island before and they wouldn't be there now if Ryan hadn't won a sales contest. She looked absolutely fantastic in the skimpy black bikini, thought Ryan. Before they left their room, they spent several minutes talking about the brand new tiny swimsuit with the thong bottom that Ryan desperately wanted her to wear. He persuaded her that no one she knew would ever see her. Also, he assured her that she didn't need to worry at all about her figure, she should be proud of it. After all, he reminded her, 5'4" and 105 pounds was as perfect as it gets. Finally she relented. She did, however, need to spend a few minutes in the bathroom trimming so that the tiny bottom completely covered the dark blonde tendrils that grew at the juncture of her thighs and sparsely covered her mound.It was a weekday -- and after spring break but before Memorial Day -- so the beach behind their hotel wasn't very crowded. He found a spot a few feet back of the lapping surf, extended the umbrella and spread-out their colorful towels on the warm sand. Terri was frolicking in the cool water like a teenager. "Come on in chicken," She shouted. Ryan couldn't remember a time when she seemed to be so alive. Things hadn't been going bad for them but most nights they collapsed in bed after taking care of the never-ending duties of family life. Ryan was trying his best to make it as an insurance salesman. But, after three years they were still struggling to make ends meet. Without Terri's help as a part-time cashier at Costco, it would have been even tougher. Life for them seemed to Ryan, and he guessed also to Terri, to be like a treadmill. Not a bad treadmill, but a treadmill nonetheless. They didn't seem to be going anywhere. Lots and lots of movement and activity but things were about as routine as they could be. Up early every weekday for work. Getting the kids ready. Cleaning the house, preparing meals. Four hours working at the store for Terri, long hard days and evenings of prospecting for Ryan.Weekends were filled with catching up on the laundry for four people, mowing the lawn and shopping. When he added up the birthday parties, anniversaries, special occasions and holidays with family and friends there just wasn't anytime for them to expand their personal relationship. Nevertheless, they both felt blessed. They were healthy and better off than many people.Secretly, he hoped that they could get a jump-start on their sex life on the long barrier island. They were both so tired most nights at home that sweet hugging seemed to have replaced hot sweaty sex. They were familiar, comfortable with each other. Once or twice a month, usually on weekends, they made tender love. It seldom lasted more than fifteen minutes. And, almost every time, Terri would remind him to be quiet so they didn't wake the children because the walls in their tract house were paper-thin. He desperately missed the feverish sex that had been a part of their lives the first few years of their marriage.Ryan ran to where she stood in the surf. He was surprised at how cold the water felt on his legs. When she wrapped her wet arms around him it was chilling. She grabbed his hand and pulled him farther out until the water was above their waists. "Isn't this great?" She asked."It's absolutely freezing," he shuddered. "You'll get used to it."When he heard those words his thoughts went back ten years ago. That was how much time had elapsed since he saw her walk down the aisle of the Methodist Church towards him. She was a vision of loveliness in her white wedding dress. On their honeymoon in the Poconos she had said the same thing about the temperature of the water in the mountain lake. "You'll get used to it." She was right, he did get used to it then, but now? After a few minutes the water of the Gulf of Mexico became . . . well, not warm but tolerable, she was right again.They spent most of the day at the beach. They finished the beer, ate the subway sandwiches, swam and read pocketbooks. Being careful, they made sure that they were covered with heavy sun block and usually sheltered by the big umbrella. Later, in the afternoon they wore T-shirts. Nevertheless, that night they saw that every inch of skin that hadn't been covered by their respective swimming suits was bright pink. For Terri, that was a lot of pink. They were both uncomfortable. Thank God for Solarcaine. That night they dined at the sumptuous seafood buffet on the second floor of their hotel. After dinner they took a moonlit walk on the beach, around the town and then returned to their room. In spite of their mild sunburns, that night on the cool hotel bed sheets, the freedom of being away from home and responsibilities brought out feelings that had been repressed in their day-to-day lives for years. Ryan had kissed her sweet lips thousands of times before but, for some reason, this time seemed like the first time. She seemed different, more responsive, more sensitive. The kisses were wetter, longer and more intense than he remembered them ever being.Terri too felt renewed, released. Released from what she wondered for a moment? God, she was wet and horny. If Ryan didn't put it in soon she would have to take the matter, or his cock, into her own hands. She broke the marathon kiss and said, "Oh baby fuck me, please fuck me."Wow! Thought Ryan. Terri didn't usually talk like that. As a matter of fact he couldn't remember when she had begged for it. He wanted to make this special, he wanted to take his time. He really hoped that after a few minutes of moving in and out of her tight sheath he could prolong his climax. He wanted to drive her crazy with lust, to make her scream. He couldn't remember the last time she had clawed his back in the throes of ecstasy until it hurt."Ryan, give it to me. Fuck me now."But he didn't. Rather, he licked her breasts, he traced kisses down her flat stomach. The tip of his tongue teased her navel. She was writhing underneath him. And then he was at his favorite place in the whole world. He kissed the trimmed pubic hair, then lowered his face to her mound. With his thumbs he parted the wet lips. His tongue explored the smooth skin. Then his lips were on her swollen clit. Gently he sucked. She bucked up at him. Then she started to pull his hair, she was experiencing her first climax of the night. Terri loved what he was doing and what she was feeling. Why, oh why didn't they do this every night at home? Why did it take a change of scenery for Ryan to become the hot horny man she had married? But for this moment, right now, she didn't care. He was doing what she really wanted him to do everyday. Then, she felt his tongue explore every part of her vagina. He stuck it in as far as possible and wormed it around the opening of the dark, wet cavity. Then he traced it down her taint. She lifted up to make it easier for him. He toyed with her little asshole and covered it with his saliva. She loved it.Finally, neither of them could wait any longer. The kissing, booby sucking and oral sex had been great. Terri had tried to suck him but he didn't let her. He knew that as hot as he was it wouldn't take but a minute or two for him to climax. Then, it would be over for him for the night. That wasn't what he wanted. The foreplay had done its job. Terri was hot as a firecracker and begging to get fucked. He was stone-hard and willing, no eager, to accommodate her.When he lifted up and crawled between her wide spread legs on his knees, she reached between them and grasped his hot shaft and pulled it to her wet opening. Then, as he had thousands of times before, he sunk into her to the hilt. She climaxed during the seven inch trip, and for a minute or two after, as he rested there deeply embedded while she clasped her spasming pussy around his big hard cock. This night Ryan was able to hold off, at least for awhile. For some reason he was able to postpone his release until she begged for it. "Honey, cum in me. Shoot inside me. I need the big one now."Her natural blonde hair was fanned out on the hotel pillow. In the glow of the dim light cast by the lamp on the night stand he could see the beads of perspiration on her brow. He couldn't see her big blue eyes because they were covered by her eyelids which were squeezed tightly shut. Beautiful seemed such an insufficient word to describe her. She held on to his ass-cheeks and pulled him into her as deeply as possible. Her heels dug into the rumpled bottom sheet that had come loose from the mattress. He couldn't hold back a second longer. He felt his climax approaching. It seemed like a gallon of fluid was rushing under his cock racing to the opening. Then the liquid that had been in his body, in his prostrate and testicles was deeply inserted and transferred into her warm body. He collapsed on top of her. As familiar lovers, they shifted until they were laying on their sides facing each other. There would be no pillow talk. Almost instantly they drifted into dreamland with smiles on their faces. Chapter 2The next morning as they began to make plans for the day, Ryan reflected on what his boss had told him during lunch the day before they left on the trip.The trip that Ryan had won was almost a booby prize. Others had won trips to Europe, Hong Kong and different exotic locations. However, he didn't complain, he was grateful for this trip. His boss, JR Price--just call me Jay-- was somewhat of a rake. Jay knew Padre Island and took Ryan to lunch the day before their departure to give Ryan the documents for the hotel and a few tips. "South Padre Island and Mexico can be a lot of fun," Jay had said during their lunch. "If I were you, I'd drive up the Island and pay a visit to the nude beach.""Oh, Terri would never go for that.""Nobody will be there. There are miles of sand dunes. I think you'd like it." He drew a crude map on the paper napkin, handed it to Ryan and said, "Might come in handy."Later during the lunch Jay said, "Also, make sure you cross over the border. There's a cute little town called Progresso and then the bigger city of Reynosa.""What do you do in Mexico?" Ryan asked the much older man."Good restaurants and shopping in Progresso. Reynosa, now that's something else," he said wistfully.Ryan thought Jay seemed almost nostalgic when he mentioned Reynosa. "What about Reynosa?" Ryan asked."Reynosa's not for your sweet honey. At least the Reynosa that I know isn't. It's pretty wild. It's not for you and your wife, trust me on that." He took a sip of coffee and said, "maybe someday I'll tell you about it."Ryan didn't press the issue but he was very intrigued by what Jay had saidAs he watched her step into a pair of very short kaki shorts he was grateful that the style of women's shorts had changed. He hated the baggy shorts that fell to mid thigh or lower with huge leg holes. They made all women look like cows, he thought. These were cut so high that when she bent over the bottom of her ass cheeks peeked out. Over her bikini top she put on a white crop top. On her pretty feet were white sandals.In the elevator he said, "Honey, Jay told me about a beach farther up the island. Want to give it a try?""Sure. My sunburn's not sore anymore. Maybe today we shouldn't stay out as long though."He had been driving for ten minutes when he saw the small sign "beach access #6." A minute later he paid $2.00 at a state park booth, entered the beach and headed north. The packed sand provided a solid surface for the Ford Explorer. Several miles up the deserted beach he saw a huge log at the side of the road. Written on the log were the words "NUDE BEACH" just like Jay had said.Terri saw the sign and asked, "Is this the beach Jay told you about?""Yes it is."She wasn't really angry more like surprised. "You might have told me Ryan. On this vacation am I just to go along with your plans or do I have a say?""Don't be silly. If you don't want to stay, just say so. I thought it might be interesting."Terri looked around and saw that they seemed to be alone. Sand dunes were on the costal waterway side of the island. "Let's go check it out," she said.They drove another half mile and only passed three cars. Finally he pulled into a spot that seemed deserted. Like yesterday, he followed her carrying the cooler and beach bag. They chose a spot that was surrounded by dunes. It was, for the moment, their little sand valley.Terri unbuttoned, unzipped and then slithered out of her shorts. The white crop top she was wearing was slipped over her head and tossed on top of the shorts. She didn't hesitate in unsnapping the black bikini bra. It joined the shorts and T shirt. Ryan nearly choked. There was his wife topless on a public beach. Ten seconds later she wasn't just topless, she was totally nude as the small bikini bottom joined the rest of her discarded clothes.When Ryan slipped out of his jeans, trunks and T-shirt, he too was naked. Terri had to admit it, at least to herself, it felt great. The breeze, the sunshine, the freedom."Want a beer?" Ryan asked."Maybe later. I think I'm going to go exploring, care to join me?""Not now. I'm going to lay down for awhile, maybe try to finish my book. Have fun?" He saw her breasts standing proudly with the hard perky nipples crowning them. She walked out of their private sand valley, passed the Explorer and strolled toward the Gulf. He grabbed the binoculars from the beach bag, climbed to the top of a dune and peered over it following her every move.It was as if he had never seen her ass before. Bare, out in the open air, each globe moving sensually with each long stride that she took. Fat chance I'll even crack my book, he thought. He watched her walk to the waters edge then turn north. She walked slowly. Every once in a while she would bend over and examine a seashell. She seemed to have the world to herself. She had never felt like this before, so liberated, for lack of a better word. Ryan heard the jeep before he saw it and he saw it before Terri heard it. It was a red canvas top Wrangler with the top down and four young men in it. He saw her quickly turn around and knew that she must have heard the engine. He wondered what she must be thinking. There was no place to go. Absolutely nothing with which to cover herself.Terri heard the jeep when it was a hundred yards or so from where she stood. For the briefest time she thought of running into the gulf and submersing herself in the dark cold water. But she didn't. She actually knew that something like this was possible when she left the privacy of their little sand valley. What she hadn't counted on, however, was that anyone driving by on the beach would stop.The red jeep came to halt at her side. The passenger in the front seat couldn't have been more than five feet from where she stood. If she hadn't been sunburned she would have turned a brighter shade of pink than she was."Where ya going?" Asked the young man sitting in the front passenger seat."Nowhere. Just walking." She could feel four sets of eyes checking her out from head to foot or was it foot to head?"Can we give you a lift?""No thanks, my husband's over in the dunes," she said as she pointed beyond the Explorer."Well baby, have fun and don't do anything behind the dunes that we wouldn't do," said the man closest to her in the back seat. With that they all laughed and waved at her as the jeep traveled up the beach.She ran back to Ryan and said, "You'll never believe what just happened."He didn't have to hear it from her, he had witnessed everything. "So tell me, what happened?" "A jeep came by with four college guys, I guess they were college guys," she said excitedly. "Anyway, they stopped and talked to me. Can you believe it?""How do you feel about that?""I was so embarrassed I thought I would die." That was true but she was also excited. She could never imagine that being naked in front of other men would excite her but it did. She went over, plopped down next to Ryan and kissed him.Oh, oh, thought Ryan. Somebody got turned on and it wasn't just me. He reached between her legs. Sure enough she was slippery wet. His finger entered her. He turned it up to stroke the wrinkly flesh at the top of her vagina, her G spot. Her gasp was muffled by the kiss which she broke to take a breath and make a request. "Oh honey fuck me.""Right here? Right now? What if somebody comes?""Here and now. I don't give a shit if somebody or lots of somebodies come." She thought about what she had just said, laughed and said, "I do care if we come, I meant I don't care if somebody sees us.""Hey, is this the same woman who had to be coaxed into wearing a bikini yesterday?" Ryan asked.Terri didn't answer for a moment. She had to think about it. "No. I guess I'm not the same woman. Something has happened to me. I really like being here, I mean I like being right here without any clothes on. You were right, I do have a nice figure. And, now that I think about it I am proud of it. And, I'm sooo horny. I can't remember wanting it, I mean needing it, really needing it more."Then she went back to kissing him. This time when she tried to take his cock in her mouth she wouldn't be rebuffed. And this time he couldn't hold back. Always before when he came in her mouth she would spit it out. This time she didn't. He couldn't believe it when he saw the movement in her throat and realized that she was swallowing his load. Ryan did his best to satisfy her with his fingers and his mouth. He knew that it was a substitute for what she really wanted and needed but try as he might he couldn't get hard again. They left at three o'clock. They were getting some good color but didn't want to overdo it.On the way back to the hotel he asked, "how about having dinner in Mexico?""That sounds exciting. Do we need to change?""I don't see why," he said realizing that she hadn't put her bikini back on just the short shorts and white crop top. They crossed the bridge that had been rebuilt because it had been damaged when a barge ran into it a couple of years before. They followed the road signs to Progresso, parked the car in a lot on the U.S. side of the border and walked across the bridge that spanned the Rio Grande.The little Mexican town had a charm about it even though it seemed dirty. They had more fun looking at merchandise in the stores--merchandise that had absolutely no purpose but to say that it was bought in Mexico. They bought Sombreros for the kids. Laughed and held hands. It was six when Ryan asked, "hungry?""Now that you mention it, I'm starving."They asked around and discovered that everyone recommended Arturo's. Inside the air conditioned restaurant they were very surprised. It was clean and almost elegant. They could have been in Dallas. The food was delicious. They were sipping on Marguerites when a man approached their table. "How was everything?""Wonderful," said Terri. "Great," Ryan said, thinking that the man must be the owner or manager."May I sit down?" The tall Mexican asked."Sure. Are you the owner?" Ryan wanted to know. "No, no." He laughed. "I'm from Reynosa. I love Arturo's. I eat here at least once a week. My name is Juan," he said as he reached across the table to shake Ryan's hand."We're Terri and Ryan, from Dallas," said Ryan. He wondered why the Mexican asked to sit down with them if he wasn't associated with the restaurant.Ryan didn't have to wonder why the Mexican approached for very long because Juan said, "I have a little tradition. Every time I come to Progresso, I invite someone, usually a couple, like you, to visit my club in Reynosa. It's very interesting to sit at my table and observe the diners. Then, I make a decision. It is usually based on the age, looks and attitude of the people. Tonight I selected you." He paused to gauge their reaction before he continued. "You seem to be having more fun than others who are here," he said as he swept his hand in the air indicating the whole dining room."Well, that's very nice of you," said Terri. "When should we come to your club?""Whenever you wish Terri. Tonight. Tomorrow. As my guests. You pay for nothing. We have a very interesting show. I think you will like it." He took a business card from his wallet and wrote something in Spanish on the back of the card. He turned the card over to the front and said to Ryan, "here is the address. The best time is about ten o'clock. Please come tonight or tomorrow night." "We'll talk about it," said Ryan.Juan didn't seem to pay any attention to what Ryan had just said. "When you come, park your car on the U.S. side and walk across the bridge. Don't take a taxi across. On the Mexican side give the card to any taxi driver and they will drive you to the club." He reached into his pocket, peeled a twenty dollar bill from a thick roll and handed it to Ryan."What's this for?" Ryan asked."For the cab fare. It's about $8 U.S. each way.""I can't take it." Protested Ryan."But of course you can senor. I insist. You are in my country," he said smiling.Then, he stood, bowed, took Terri's hand, kissed it, turned and walked away as abruptly as he had arrived. As Juan walked away he was sure that he wouldn't see them that night but he thought the odds were good that they would show up the next night. He sure hoped they would. He had that special feeling about the beautiful blonde and he was seldom wrong."Now that was very interesting," Terri said as Juan disappeared through the entrance arch.Ryan thought about what Jay had told him, or actually hadn't told him, about Reynosa. All he had said was, "it wasn't for them." Now Ryan had an invitation that had been extended by the owner of a club in that very city. He looked at the card. All he could determine was that the name of the club was the "Starlight.""Should we go over there tonight?" Asked Terri."Ryan looked at his watch, saw that it was after eight and said, "how about tomorrow?""Suits me," said Terri.The drive back to the hotel took forty five minutes. If they were to be in Reynosa by ten tomorrow evening he realized they would have to leave South Padre by nine.Terri was in her own world as they drove back to the island. She loved the nude beach. She even found it exciting to stand naked within a few feet of strangers. She was thrilled when Ryan came in her mouth. Progresso was the quaint village she had hoped to discover in Mexico. The food at Arturo's was as good, or better, than any Mexican food she had eaten anywhere.And Juan, what an interesting man. Even though she doubted that Ryan had noticed, she saw him check her out even before he approached their table. As he sat there he boldly looked at her nipples and swollen breasts. He gazed into her eyes. I wonder what he really wants? She asked herself. Then, she thought that the big Mexican, who was probably as old as her dad, was just being nice.That night Ryan did not deposit his semen in her throat. This time he deposited it where it really belonged. After he came, with her head nestled in the crook of his shoulder, they both were wide awake. There would be pillow talk."You're really something Terri.""And, why do you say that my darling?""You just are. I thought for sure you would dash for the water when the jeep came up to you.""Ah, ah. So you were watching. You were spying on me.""You got me Sherlock. I was watching and I liked what I saw."This was getting interesting thought Terri. "Did it turn you on to have those guys look at your naked wife.""You know it?""Would you have saved me if they attacked me?" She asked playfully."Would you have wanted me to rescue you?""Maybe." She teased. Then she changed the subject. "Should we go back to the nude beach tomorrow?""I would like to if you want to," he said."I'd like that." Then as she turned over to go to sleep she said, "I'd also like to spend some time shopping for a dress for tomorrow night.""Terri?""What honey?""I would have liked it if they had attacked you?""Seriously?""Seriously.""You would really like to watch someone fuck me?" She asked as she propped her head on her hand and looked at him."I really would." She didn't react. "I've been thinking about it for a long time. Think you could ever do that for me?""What if I wanted to watch you fuck another woman?" She asked without directly answering his question. "Do you think you could do that for me?""That isn't something I've been fantasizing about.""Well Ryan, it's something I've fantasized about. Ladies first as the saying goes. After I watch you with another woman, then we can talk about me with another man."She rolled over, scooted her ass back against him and pulled up the sheet. Now that was a surprise, she thought. She knew he liked to show her off but to watch her fuck another man? Who would have ever thought?Chapter 3The nude beach was much more crowded than it had been the day before. They had to walk farther to find a private sand valley. The one they chose didn't stay private for very long. After they had been there for an hour or so two other couples arrived and set up in the same area. At first it seemed like an intrusion to Terri and Ryan. After an hour or so they found themselves involved in conversations with their new naked neighbors.The sunburn concern was behind them. They had solid bases and Terri, especially, was turning a golden brown. The bikini lines were nearly invisible, another day and they would be erased entirely. At three o'clock they said goodbye to their new friends and promised to return the next day. Back at the hotel, Terri went directly to the gift shop hoping to find a dress. She was in luck. They had a bright yellow dress that was really designed for the beach as a cover-up. It had a zipper all the way down the front of the dress. There were just narrow straps at the shoulders with a scooped neck that was cut low enough to bare the tops and sides of her breasts. Terri tried it on. "What do you think?" She asked Ryan.The simple frock was mid-thigh in length, hugged her body in all the right places and was sexy beyond words. "Would you wear that in public?" He asked."Why not? Does anything show?" She asked as she looked down her body and over her shoulder."No, nothing shows. I think it's very sexy."Before they left, she bought a pair of high heel sandals that nearly matched the color of the dress. Back in the room, they took afternoon naps and awakened at eight. By eight-thirty they were ready. Terri looked like a million bucks, thought Ryan. The drive to Reynosa took a little longer than the drive to Progresso because Ryan made a wrong turn near the McAllen Airport. Finally, they parked on the U.S. side as Juan had advised. There was nothing charming about this city. It was big, loud, smelly and dirty. There were several taxi cabs waiting for passengers on the Mexican side. Ryan handed the card to a driver who read it and seemed very surprised. In broken English he asked, "You both want to go there?""Yes we want to go to that club. Do you know where it is?""Sure amigo. Everyone knows where it is. But... but it's in boystown.""So?""Is she your wife?" The driver asked pointing to Terri."Yes she is. So what?" "I've never taken a man and his wife to boystown before." Then the conversation came to an end. If the crazy gringos wanted to go to boystown, better for him to get the fare than for another driver. He opened the rear door and said, "Get in." As Terri climbed in the dusty taxi the driver couldn't politely look away, he was drawn to this lovely creature. He had never seen better legs in his life and she was showing a lot of leg.It didn't take long to drive to their destination. As the taxi pulled up in front of a large compound, away from town and surrounded by nothing by the bleak Mexican landscape, Terri was beginning to have second thoughts about their adventure ."The Starlight is beyond the wall and the second club on your left. You can't miss it. Good luck Amigos." The taxi disappeared in a cloud of dust.They were standing hand-in-hand before the walled compound. As Ryan reflected on Jay's attitude about Reynosa, he remembered the ominous warning. "That place isn't for you."Terri squeezed his hand and said, "Ryan, maybe this isn't where Juan's club is located. Maybe the driver made a mistake." She was expecting a disco or night club downtown.They walked to the arched entrance to the compound but were stopped by a fat, sweating Mexican policeman who had been leaning against the wall. Ryan handed him Juan's card. The policeman turned it over and read what had been written in Spanish. Instantly he broke into a big smile revealing a solid gold front tooth and said, "Welcome, I take you to Club Starlight."They followed him through the entrance and found themselves in a strange, almost surreal, place. The compound appeared to consist of square blocks divided by two streets. They saw neon signs over the entrances to other clubs. "Lipstick," "Pussycat." The policeman turned a corner and after a few paces they were in front of the "Starlight." The policeman handed the card to a tall, young Mexican then turned to Ryan and Terri, took off his hat, bowed at the waist and said, "Adios amigos. Maybe I will see you later.""Welcome, welcome to the Starlight my friends. Juan isn't here yet but let me find you a nice table. You are here as his special guests. You pay for nothing. Anything you see or want, just ask for it. Anything. My name is Raul."Then he led them into the club that was really a large bar with round tables scattered about. Terri noticed that on one wall were small cubicles or alcoves. On the other wall there was a small empty stage. Adjacent to the bar were stairs leading to a second floor landing. There were several men at the bar and others seated at the tables. Some of the men were accompanied by pretty, young Mexican women.And the women? There must have been more than twenty of them. They were leaning against the walls, sitting by themselves at tables or on barstools. All of them were pretty.To Ryan, Jay's warning was beginning to make sense. He saw a couple descending from the second floor. The man exited and the woman took a seat at the bar. Another couple left a table, climbed the stairs and disappeared on the landing. We're right in the middle of a Mexican whorehouse, he realized. Music began to play and a man stepped to the center of the stage and spoke in Spanish. When he left the stage an attractive, tall Mexican girl walked through the curtains and began to dance to the music. The crowd cheered her on. She was wearing a blue, floor-length evening gown that was slit to her hip. She didn't wear the gown for long. Before the first song ended she deftly unzipped and unsnapped the garment which was soon laying at her feet. She wasn't wearing a bra, pasties or a g-string. She wasn't wearing anything but shoes. Ryan had been to a few gentlemen's clubs in Dallas. Usually, in Dallas, it took two or three songs before the dancers were naked. Here, this dancer got right to the point. He wondered what she would do during the following songs.Terri gasped. She didn't know exactly what to expect but it wasn't this. Several men moved from the tables to the edge of the small stage to get a closer look. The second song seemed louder than the first. She danced faster with the men encouraging her. Then, she sat down on the edge of the stage and spread her legs.Almost instantly one of the men leaned over and began to kiss her thighs. He quickly worked his way up her thighs to her pussy and began to eat her. She leaned back on her elbows, put her feet on the edge of the stage to make it easier for him, and gyrated against his mouth.Ryan leaned over and asked, "honey, do you think we should leave?" "I guess we should," she said. "Juan should have told us what kind of a place this was."At that moment Juan arrived at their table. Behind him was the man who had seated them. He was carrying an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne and three champagne glasses."Welcome, welcome my American friends. I am so sorry that I was not here to greet you when you arrived." He looked at Terri and said, "You are more beautiful than I remembered. I love your amarillo... your yellow dress." Then he sat down next to Terri and said, "May I pour you a glass of champagne? I assure you it is not what the customers or the girls drink, it is my own private stock, it is French champagne.""We were just talking about leaving. We seem sort of out of place here," Ryan said."You don't like my club? It is, how do you say, not good for you?" Juan acted very surprised and disappointed, maybe even a little insulted.Terri went to his rescue. "It's not that Juan. It seems very nice. It's me, I feel out of place. Your club seems like a place for men, not for women.""But Terri, there are many other women here don't you see?""Yes, but they're... you know... they're professionals."Just then they heard a cry from the stage. They hadn't been paying any attention to what the dancer was doing since Juan joined them. Now all three looked. Actually, Juan glanced at what was happening while Terri and Ryan gawked with open mouths. The dancer had scooted back from the edge of the stage.She was still laying on her back but she wasn't being eaten she was being fucked. A black man had joined her and was thrusting between her legs. The deep strokes indicated that he was hung even though from where they were sitting they couldn't see his penis.Juan turned back to Terri without missing a beat in the conversation and said, "Yes my dear they are professionals. Does that make them bad people?""I was taught not to be judgmental. It's not for me to say. I've never been around anything like this, that's all.""Won't you at least join me in a glass of champagne?" Juan asked.Ryan said, "that can't hurt, I guess, just one." Juan poured each of them a glass, then he reached out to touch their glasses with his in a toast. "To my new American amigos. May your time at my club tonight be memorable. Cheers."During the next half hour Juan learned as much as he could about his guests. Also, he was generous in sharing information about the club, Reynosa and himself. He was married, but his wife lived in Pharr, a border town on the United States side and he saw her only on weekends. They had several grown children. Several times he placed his hand on Terri's arm in a familiar way. She never moved it out of his reach. This was not lost on Ryan who had mixed feelings about what he was seeing.Two more dancers had performed. Neither of them to the degree that the first dancer did, however. After three glasses of champagne, the club didn't seem as frightening as it had earlier. Most of the conversation was between Terri and Juan. That gave Ryan the opportunity to watch the action in the club that wasn't on the stage.He saw that some couples went into the alcoves. Most of them closed the drapes but one wasn't very careful and he could see that the woman stripped and then sat on the man's lap. Well she didn't just sit on the man's lap, at least she didn't just sit still on his lap, she rubbed her ass against his groin.He also noticed that there seemed to be a never ending parade of couples ascending and descending the staircase against the far wall. They had been there long enough for him to realize that the visits upstairs lasted from fifteen minutes to more than half an hour. He was fascinated with what he saw.Terri had to admit that she was having fun. The champagne was good, though she wasn't an expert on champagne by any means. It was fun being in this naughty place. More than once she felt Juan press his hip against hers. It could have been an accident, though she doubted it. It couldn't have been an accident when his ankle came in contact with hers and didn't move but pressed against her ankle until she moved her leg out of the way.Juan saw that Ryan was interested in everything that was taking place around them. "The girls each have their own room upstairs," He explained. "What happens behind the closed doors is none of my business. Well it is my business because they have to give me half but I don't care what they do.""What do they do?" Asked Terri with real interest."Oh, my dear. You know what they do. They do what men and women are supposed to do to each other." He paused, took a sip, smiled and said, "they make love, they have intercourse they perform fellatio and cunnilingus," then he coarsened his vocabulary, "they fuck, they suck, they eat each other. Very healthy don't you think?""You don't need to be crude." Terri said."Ya, Juan, we get the picture," said Ryan rushing to her defense. "I didn't mean to offend. Call me a direct man, a very direct man." He glanced at his watch and said, "I need to check on something in the office. Will you wait here for me?"Terri looked at Ryan but didn't get a reaction, then said, "we'll wait a few minutes for you."Juan stood up, turned to Ryan and said, "If you see anything you like, anything at all, be my guest. Remember what I told you, everything is on the house."No sooner had he left than a new ice bucket with another bottle of champagne was brought to the table. Terri was already feeling a nice glow. She realized she better be careful and nurse her drinks from now on."What do you think of this place?" Ryan asked."I'm not sure. I guess it's just about the most wicked place in the whole world. I never thought I would ever be in such a place. What do you think?""Same thing. Jay had actually warned me about Reynosa.""You didn't say anything to me about that. Why didn't you say something?"He didn't have a chance to answer because a tall very striking brunette came to their table. Ryan hadn't seen her before as he had monitored the activities of everyone within his sight. If he had seen her he would surely have remembered because she was so stunning and very different than any other woman he had seen there. She was already lowering herself to the empty chair next to Ryan when she asked, "mind if I join you?" Before either Terri or Ryan could say a word she introduced herself. "I'm Pat.""But you're not . . . you're not." Terri was stumbling over her words.Pat laughed, "No, I'm not Mexican. Like you, I'm an American, true and blue. I live in Corpus Christi and work here when I want to. There are three or four of us here that are pretty much in the same boat.""What boat is that?" Asked Terri with real interest. She was oblivious to what was happening on the stage or anyplace else in the club. She was now riveted on every word that Pat spoke.Pat laughed. "I guess the boat of life. I'm married, have been for nearly twenty years. We have three children. I've been coming here for five years. My husband lost his virtue in one of the rooms upstairs during a spring break his senior year in high school. He suggested that I get a job like this to keep me happy and help with the family budget." She lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply then said, "It's a long, long story. I won't bore you with the details."Terri thought that Pat was very beautiful. She was wearing a black silk, slip dress and black heels. She wondered how Pat could possibly have been married for twenty years. "If you've been married for twenty years, you must be . . .""I'll be forty-one in September and I'm proud of it. I didn't catch your names by the way."Ryan said, "We're Ryan and Terri. We ran into Juan in Progresso. He invited us over."Pat chuckled. "He does that every time he goes over there. Sometimes the people show up, most of the time they don't. What do you think of the place?""I'm not sure," answered Terri. "This whole area is so strange.""That's boystown for you. But, you're right it is strange. Most border cities have a boystown. The locals call it the red zone, the zona rosa. There are several clubs like this one. Men can come here, have a drink or two, watch the dancers, have a lap dance or, if they want, they can go upstairs with a lady. By they way, in case you hadn't noticed, the majority of the men here are American. I would bet that a third of our patrons are military. During spring break we get a lot of college men, as you might imagine. Then there are locals from the Rio Grande valley, they're usually straying husbands. The rest are Mexicans who can afford to come here."She took another deep drag and continued, "In addition to clubs like this one, there are single cribs lining both sides of each street. The men go there for one purpose only and they don't stay very long. I would say that the cribs are a step down from clubs like this and they are less expensive. Then Pat turned her attention to Ryan. "Ryan, you've been very quiet. What do you think of this place?" She turned on a twenty-four carat smile."It's different that's for sure. The first dancer that we saw really got into it. The others seemed a little bored.""You can never tell how the night will be. It depends on the audience.""Do you dance?" Terri wanted to know."Sometimes. It all depends. Juan is very nice to the American girls, we can pretty much do whatever we want. Every club here has one or two Americans but this place has the most. Word gets around." "Are you going to dance tonight?" Asked Ryan. No sooner had he asked the question than he felt Terri's swift kick to his shin. He didn't know if she was jealous or she thought his question was inappropriate."Do you want me too?" She smiled again at Ryan and in a flirty way, thought Terri.Ryan didn't want to get kicked again. "I was just curious, that's all."May I have a glass of champagne. I hardly ever drink champagne here because usually it's rot- gut. You must be very special, that bottle is from Juan's private stock," she said while pointing to the bottle chilling in the ice bucket. "I happen to know he pays more than $100 a bottle for it.""Of course you can have a glass. I'm sorry for not offering when you first sat down," said Ryan apologetically.Pat looked toward the bar, raised her hand and almost instantly the man who had seated them was at the table with a clean glass for Pat. He poured each of them a glass including the empty glass in front of the chair that Juan had been sitting in."So Pat, I've been thinking," said Terri. "I wonder why Juan invited us here tonight and why he's wasting $200 worth of champagne on total strangers?""Oh that's no mystery. Juan has an eye for the ladies. He loves to have beauties like you sitting at his tables, even if they're not available to his customers. Eye candy, so to speak. If they are available. Then that's a bonus. That's why you're here tonight and not allowed to pay for anything." She turned her attention to Ryan and asked, "Do you understand what I mean by anything?"Ryan thought that he knew. Juan had said the same thing several times. "You tell me," he said."Well what is it we sell here?" Then she answered the rhetorical question. "We sell booze. You're not to pay for booze. We sell food, though it's not really very good. Tortilla chips and salsa is about all I can recommend. You're not to pay for food. And, we sell entertainment, the dances and the shows. You're not to pay for the entertainment, no cover charge for you. Let's see, oh yes, we also sell lap dances in the alcoves. You're not to pay for lap dances. But, I guess what we mostly sell here are services, intimate services that are provided upstairs. Ryan you're not to pay for any of our services if you decide to go upstairs."Terri had sensed that this was coming. It seemed obvious to her that Pat was there for Ryan. That she had been sent to their table by Juan. She wondered if they gave off some sort of vibes at Arturo's. Did he get the idea that they were swingers or something? What made him think that they would come to his club? That Ryan would go upstairs with one of the women?And what was Juan thinking about her? Did he want her for himself? Did he think she would take his customers upstairs and as Pat put it, "provide intimate services?" Or as Juan himself had put it crudely, "suck, fuck and eat his customers."She also thought of the conversation she and Ryan had in bed. He said he wanted to watch her fuck someone. She didn't have a clue how to react to his outrageous suggestion so she bluffed him. She said before that could even be discussed she would have to watch him with a woman. Was she serious? Could she watch him with another woman and not get jealous or angry? Could she watch him with Pat? If Ryan did walk up the stairs, avail himself of Pat's intimate services, then could she be with a man, a man who wasn't her husband? Could she take the hand of one of the men here and lead them up the stairs. She never imagined that anything like that was possible. Now, she wasn't so sure.Ryan felt totally out of control. His wife was sitting on one side of him, a beautiful prostitute was seated on the other side. The whore was holding her champagne glass in one hand while her other hand was under the table on his thigh. He didn't have time to think about it though because Juan had returned."So I see you have met lovely Patricia," he said as he sat down next to Terri. "Did Pat tell you that it was five years ago that I met her and her husband at Arturo's?""No she didn't. She told us that her husband suggested she work here," said Terri. She saw that Pat had looked away as they talked about her."True, true enough," said Juan. "But it was after they spent a night here with us. Do you remember dear?" He asked Pat."I remember." She answered softly.Terri turned to Pat and said, "I thought you said your husband lost his virginity up those stairs."It wasn't Pat but Juan who explained. "That's true he did. It was before I owned the club though and it had a different name then. A coincidence, or maybe it was fate that I spotted them in Arturo's. Anyway, I think it was about two weeks after that night that Pat came here by herself and went to work. I wasn't surprised when she showed up. I have a thing about women, a special feeling about certain women," he said as he turned and stared into Terri's eyes. "Instinctively, I just know the ones who are hot. The ones who love sex. The women who have potential. The ones who like a place like this place." Juan turned to Pat. "The night that you and your husband came the first time. Do you remember how many tricks you turned?"Pat didn't have to think about it for a second. "Seven."My God, thought Terri, when Juan talked about understanding women was he talking about her? Does he know me better than I know myself? she wondered. She was feeling more relaxed. Partly due to the champagne but also because she was getting used to this place. Also, Pat made her feel less threatened than she had before Pat joined them. However, she was also feeling flushed and excited. Her heart was pounding, it was harder to breathe.Juan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You look very lovely tonight my dear.""Thank you."Ryan couldn't hear what Juan whispered. While he and Terri were sitting next to each other they were leaning slightly away towards Pat for him and towards Juan for Terri. Anyone who saw the four people at the table would think that Pat was with Ryan and Juan and Terri were a couple.Again, Juan leaned over to Terri, placed his lips near her ear and asked, "are you wearing anything under your dress?"Terri knew that she should have been offended. She knew that she should lean back and exclaim, "That's none of your business." But she didn't. She knew that she shouldn't have had the last glass of champagne. What she did was place her mouth near the older Mexican's ear and say, "no, I'm not wearing anything under my dress."Pat turned to Ryan and asked, "does it bother you to have Juan hit on your wife?""She's a big girl. She can do anything she wants."Pat continued, "Are you swingers?"Ryan couldn't help it, he laughed at the question before he said, "Us? Far from it. No this is about as different from our life in Dallas as anything could be."The club was filling up. However, only two women were sitting at the tables with men, Pat and Terri. None were leaning against the walls or sitting on bar stools as they had been when Ryan and Terri arrived. Except for the dancer and Pat and Terri all of the others must be either upstairs or in the alcoves thought Terri. The music was louder and the crowd more raucous than it had been.Juan glanced at his Gold Rolex wristwatch and saw that it was 11:30. It was the moment of truth. Time to get this show on the road. "Pat, why don't you show Ryan around?"Pat stood up and extended her hand to Ryan who hadn't budged. He didn't know what to do or say. He looked at Terri who seemed to be frowning slightly. He said, "I'm fine right here."He could have been knocked off his chair when Terri leaned over and whispered so that neither Juan or Pat could hear, "do you remember what we talked about? Do you remember your fantasy?""Of course I do," he whispered back to her."Do you also remember my condition? You don't need to answer, I know you do. Go have fun with Pat.""What about you? I can't leave you here. My God, Terri remember where you are.""I'll be just fine. I can take care of myself. You go on."There didn't seem to be much else to say. Ryan stood up, took Pat's hand and let her lead the way.Terri wasn't surprised when they walked to the stairway and climbed it. Then, they were gone from her sight.Chapter 4Juan was very pleased. It looked like he may have lured another couple into his trap. This time, however, it was obviously the woman who encouraged her man go upstairs. That had never happened before. Now it was all up to Juan. He knew that he would have an hour or so to work his magic. Pat would keep Ryan busy for at least that long.He knew that while Ryan and Pat were together in her room, Ryan wouldn't have time to think about his pretty wife or what she might be doing. He also knew from personal experience that Pat could drive any man crazy. He had never met anyone quite like her. Never, until perhaps now, he thought. The gorgeous blonde sitting next to him was the only woman he had ever met that turned him on as much as Pat did. He was anxious to test her limits.While Terri had acted brave for Ryan, she sure didn't feel brave now that he was gone. She thought she would be okay with whatever Ryan and Pat did. She didn't think it would affect their marriage. After all, it had been a shared fantasy. And, she had heard that the human brain was the largest and most powerful sex organ. If they had both thought about something like this, was it really so different from actually doing it? She rationalized."Let's move closer to the stage," said Juan.She didn't protest when he stood up and offered her his hand. They walked to the only empty table. As she sat down, she noticed the "reserved" sign on the table. Their glasses and the bucket of champagne were brought to the new location. The crowd was even bigger than the last time she looked around the busy room.Now that Pat was gone, she and the dancer on the stage were the only women she could see. There must have been a hundred anxious men in the club with her vision. The naked dancer was listless as she moved around the stage. Her breasts were very large and not as firm as most of the other dancer's that Terri had seen. The crowd wasn't paying much attention to the dancer. Juan said a few words in Spanish, loud enough for the dancer and the MC to hear him. The dancer stopped dancing, picked up her dress and left the stage. The music stopped. The MC announced a new dancer. The rhythms were pounding. After a minute or so the room became quieter. Every eye was looking at the curtain. Then it opened and a woman Terri had not seen before glided across the stage and moved to the beat of the music. She was beautiful. A blonde. And, thought Terri, she appeared to also be an American.Juan confirmed her suspicion. "She is from your country. Her name is Carol and she's been with me about two years now. She's a friend of Pat's, her husband's in the Navy." Like the other dancers, it didn't take long for Carol to shed her dress. She was truly beautiful. She must have been a trained dancer as she gracefully moved over the small stage. Before the first song had ended she cupped her breasts, tweaked her nipples, dipped a finger between her legs and then sucked it. The crowd was going wild.When the second song began she dropped to the floor like the other dancers had. She too scooted to the edge of the small stage with her legs parted and dangling to the floor. She didn't need to invite anyone to join her because three black men that had been seated at a nearby tabled swarmed all over her. One was between her legs, one jumped up on the stage and began to kiss her and the third began to play with her breasts.Terri knew that her cheeks were red and her breathing ragged. She thought she was losing control. She wished that Ryan were here with her but he wasn't because she had sent him away with Pat.Pat and Ryan walked to the end of the hall at the top of the landing. Pat put a key in the lock, turned it and opened the door. "Come on in, sit down and make yourself comfortable."Ryan didn't need to be told where to sit because there was only one place, the small bed. Pat had one job to do and that was to take Ryan's mind off his wife for the next hour. To do that she needed to get his attention and keep it. She lifted the hem of her slip dress up over her thighs, her pussy and then over her head. She wasn't wearing underwear. She turned for him, smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"He wasn't exactly sure if "it" was her entire body, her shaven pussy, or her pretty ass. He was pretty sure that it wasn't her boobs or legs because if it was she would have asked, "do you like them?" Nevertheless, he answered, "you're very beautiful Pat. I like it very much.""Good," she said as she kicked off her heels and joined him on the small bed. She pushed him down and lowered her lips to his. He didn't expect romance in a Mexican brothel but that's exactly what he got from the pretty American whore. She played him like an instrument. Juan needn't have worried about Ryan being occupied for at least an hour.What was happening on the stage was getting to Terri. Juan had explained to her that the three black men were regulars. They were American sailors who drove down to Reynosa every payday and left much of their earnings behind at his club. They knew the routine and when Carol danced--which wasn't very often--they and nearly every other man there fought to be with her. They didn't pay for a piece of ass on the stage but they were, in effect, unpaid performers for Juan.Juan found that when there was a hot show the activities upstairs, where the real money was, increased. And the hotter the men were the quicker they finished. The quicker they finished the sooner the girls could be available again, or back in inventory. Juan put his arm over her bare shoulders, drew her towards him and said, "do you like the show my dear?""It's different, I'll say that. Are there shows like this at the other clubs?" She asked."Similar. Of course, you would expect me to say that ours is the best. But it really is. Certainly my women are the prettiest. Would you like to dance like that Terri?""Oh, no. I'm not much of a dancer." By then Carol was fucking one of the men, sucking another with the third standing naked behind the man fucking her waiting for his turn. Terri had never seen anything like it.Juan said, "As the saying goes, try it, you might like it." Then, he leaned closer and said, "Do you know how much I want to fuck you?"Terri wasn't surprised by what he said. "Now, now Juan. Play nice, okay?""Terri, by now Pat has gotten your husband hard and has his cock in her mouth, or perhaps her cunt or her ass. You and I are sitting here watching Carol get her brains fucked out. Doesn't the thought of your husband with Pat and what you're seeing get to you?""Of course it does, I'm a human being. It's just... it's just that...""Tell me my dear, you can tell me.""I've never been with another man. I've thought about it a lot, of course. But I could never have imagined that when, or if, it were to happen it would be in a place this. I always thought that it would be with someone I was very attracted to." Immediately she knew she had said the wrong thing.Juan said, "am I too old for you? Am I not handsome enough for you?""Oh no, Juan, it's not that. It didn't come out right. What I meant to say was that I always imagined that if I were ever to be with someone, other than Ryan, I would have to have feelings for that man. The feelings would have to have grown on me, over time, until I had no choice but to succumb. I would have to want to give myself to that person." She realized that she sounded kind of silly considering that she had just pushed her husband off on a women he hadn't known for even an hour.Juan said, "my dear, I think I can make you find me attractive and I'm sure that I can bring out feelings in you that you never imagined." Then, he took her hand and drew it to his lap.Terri couldn't believe what she was feeling. She stopped watching the performance and looked at Juan who was smiling at her. Beneath her hand was something that was moving, something alive, something enormous. He still held her wrist and guided her hand up and down his throbbing shaft that was trapped in his pants and seemed to be trying to escape.Terri didn't believe that they came in such a gargantuan size. The sailor that was fucking Carol on the stage was much bigger than Ryan but what was confined in Juan's pants had to be even bigger than the cock that was plunging in and out of Carol."That's very impressive but I was taught to save it for my husband, which I did, and then remain faithful to him for the rest of my life.""What about your husband? Don't the same rules apply to him?""You know men. I don't think that Ryan has ever cheated on me but he is a man. Someday he most certainly would. I guess I don't think the same rules apply to him. If a man fools around he's a stud. If a woman does the same thing then she's a slut, a whore a tramp.""You're very smart Terri. But, you're thinking too much with your brain," he said as he touched her temple with his forefinger. "Just for tonight try thinking with your sweet cunt." Then, he reached between her legs and pressed the cloth of the yellow dress into her crotch.For Terri his touch and his words were like an electric shock. "Where would we go?" She asked him softly. "Not to worry my dear. We can either go upstairs or to my office, the decision is yours."What now she thought? She knew that Ryan wanted this to happen. She was the one who had placed the condition of his doing it first. That condition had been, or soon would be, satisfied. There didn't seem to be much more to think about or to say.Maybe Juan was right. Maybe, just for tonight she should stop analyzing and start feeling. "No, Juan the decision is yours. I don't know this place. I'm not even sure that I can go through with this," she paused then said, "but I can try. You decide where we will go."Victory, thought the Mexican. She really had no decision. If she had chosen his office he would have said upstairs would be better for her. He stood, took her hand and walked to the staircase. Every eye in the room was on them as the older fat club owner led the beautiful blonde American up the stairs. Every man there knew what happened up those stairs. Also, they knew what kind of women went up those stairs. For those who doubted that the new woman might be available their doubts were squelched. At the top of the landing Juan led Terri down the narrow hall. All of the doors were closed but one toward the end of the hall stood open. In the small room was a single bed covered with a white bottom sheet. The bed was pushed against the far wall and into the corner. On the other side of the wall was another bed. The beds were separated by two thin sheets of sheet rock with no insulation between them.It hadn't taken long for Pat to help Ryan take off his clothes. Magically this had happened without a break in their kissing. She was stroking is throbbing erection and cooing as they kissed. They heard the door to the next room close. But they couldn't clearly hear what was being said.After closing the door behind them and locking it, Juan walked over to the bed and sat on its edge. Terri remained standing, leaned back against the door, folded her arms across her chest, crossed her legs at the ankles and asked, "what now?"Juan smiled at her. "That is entirely up to you my dear. We can just talk or we can have fun." He kicked off his loafers and lay down on the bed. "The next step is yours to take.""I feel like I'm being auditioned," Terri said."Do you want to be auditioned?"She didn't answer because she was listening to the muffled ohhs and ahhs coming from a man in the next room. The sounds of love making, she realized, were the same in any language. They were neither Spanish or English, just universal. Someone's having fun in there, thought Terri.The moans and groans were not coming from Pat because her mouth was busy. Ryan was gasping for breath as Pat ran her tongue around the glans of his cock and teased the oozing hole at the very tip with the very tip of her tongue. She carefully licked from his balls to the tip of his penis. Then, she placed his cock in her warm mouth. Terri usually took four or five inches before his throbbing shaft hit the back of her throat. This time, however, when it hit the back of Pat's throat, she didn't stop and withdraw then go back down on him as he expected her to. She somehow opened her throat wide, resisted the gag reflex and swallowed. Every inch was absorbed. Her nose was nestled in his black curly pubic hair and his balls were against her chin. She didn't lift her head but seemed to be massaging his cock with the muscles in her throat.He felt her caress, then cup his scrotum with one hand, while the index finger of the other wormed its way between his ass cheeks, came in contact with his anus and gently pushed until it was inside an inch or two. His mind wasn't on his wife, or anything for that matter, but the intense feelings that this remarkable woman was evoking. Ryan reached down and touched her hair, her shoulders. She seemed to understand what his touches were saying. Without withdrawing even an inch she shifted around so that he had access to her. He touched her full breasts. Then, tentatively, he reached between her legs. Her pubis was completed devoid of hair. It was smooth as silk. Her thick lips were wet. He bet that they were always wet. Not only was Pat indescribably talented, she also seemed to really love her work.Terri didn't know what to do. She knew what she wanted to do. Juan had his hands behind his head. His expensive trousers were tented and Terri thought that she saw a wet spot or two on them. The sight of the Mexican with the huge hard-on--even though it was covered from her view by cloth-- laying on a bed in front of her, coupled with: the sounds from the room next door, the performances she had seen and even the two days at the nude beach emboldened her.Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined her hand finding the zipper tab at the top of her yellow dress. But it did. Prior to this moment, it seemed an impossibility that Bren and Paul's mom would pull the tab down a few inches revealing the flesh on the insides of her tan breasts. But she did. The odds were too great to have calculated, before now, that Ryan's wife would have continued to unzip the tight dress. But she did. It was at her waist and then it was completely unzipped.Her nipples were still covered but her navel and neatly trimmed pubic hair had been slowly revealed to Juan's dark brown eyes. As he starred at this beautiful woman she slipped the dress off each shoulder and let it fall behind to the wooden floor. She started to remove a shoe when he said, "leave them on. Not only are women's legs much sexier in high heels, they are a good weapon.""Do I need to defend myself against you?" She asked."Of course not my dear. It's just a good habit to get into. Keep your shoes on and come over here."Pat wanted to make sure that Ryan came twice before they left the room. Her throat muscles and the gentle up and down movement were doing the trick for his first climax. He was tossing his head from side to side, moaning and thrusting at her face. Her finger found his prostrate and massaged it for about ten seconds before he shuddered. Terri walked to the edge of the bed and stopped. Juan reached out with his brown hand and rubbed her calf, then the back of her knee. He leaned towards her and kissed her knee then trailed little wet kisses up her leg. He didn't intend to be romantic. He moved to the edge of the bed sat down and positioned himself between her legs. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and then buried his face in her crotch.She spread her legs to accommodate him. His grey mustache felt funny and different. His tongue, however, felt like Ryan's as it eagerly probed until her lips parted. Then, with more enthusiasm than she could have ever imagined he licked and sucked her pussy until she was about to fall over because she couldn't stand anymore. He brought her to an incredible orgasm in record time.They shifted around and in the process he stripped off his white silk, shirt, slacks and briefs. Terri noticed that he didn't remove his black socks. However, his socks didn't seem very important at that moment. He was between her legs. She was on her back with her long tan legs spread as far as anatomically possible. She was touching the impossibly large penis."Put it in." It wasn't a suggestion.She did. It took her breath away. There was no finesse, no tenderness. Not on his part but also not on Terri's part either. It hurt but the pain was quickly replaced with a full intensely pleasurable feeling. She was soaking and ready, otherwise she could never have taken him. He didn't wait for her to adjust to his abnormal size. He began to fuck her with pounding strokes.Ryan sat up when he heard to noise from the next room. He heard bed springs being tested to their limits. The bed opposite the wall was pounding into the wall at its head. The woman was moaning and sighing while her partner was grunting. He wondered how long they could go on at that pace? Terri had never felt anything like what she was feeling. This wasn't love-making it was pure power fucking. Nonetheless, she was coming non-stop. What Juan lacked in finesse, he more than made up for in size and enthusiasm. She thought he was acting like he was in a race.She wasn't too far off. He knew, he just knew she would be hot. He had underestimated her. He wanted to finish as soon as possible while her husband was still occupied with Pat. He had other plans for this beauty and didn't want her old man to interfere with them. She had taken every inch of his cock within a minute. Not many women could do that. Her snatch was a snapper, as he called them. Not many were, most were clams.She was squeezing and milking his big brown cock. He felt his climax coming and screamed out, "Si, oh si" as he emptied his hot load in her welcoming cavity. She bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs. Amazingly, he hadn't been in her for even ten minutes, maybe only five minutes."Wow! Said Ryan to Pat. Have you every heard anything like that in your life? She must really be something.""Not very often. They sure seemed to have had a good time. Didn't take very long but I'd wager they are both smiling." She replied.And they were smiling as they were entwined while still in the afterglow. However, within a few minutes, Juan sat up dressed and handed her the dress. Then he showed her where the bathroom was. "I'll meet you downstairs after you've freshened up," he said.When she descended, tightly holding onto the handrail because her legs were still shaking, every eye in the room was watching her. There were even more men in the club than when she had climbed the stairs a half hour before. She looked all over the room for Ryan but couldn't find him. Juan was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs with a glass of Champagne. "How do you feel my dear?""I'm fine. I don't see Ryan, though," she said as she took a sip of the golden bubbling liquid."I imagine he's still with Pat. She can never get enough." Juan also took a sip. "May I ask you something Terri?""Of course," she said smiling."Are you finished for the night?"Terri thought that he might be ready to go again. "What do you have in mind? Are you ready for more."Juan laughed. "Ready for more. No, no. Not me. You would kill me. What you can do to a man in incredible. I'm sorry, I'm finished for the night." He laughed some more. "Hell, maybe I'm finished for the week.""If Ryan is with Pat and your finished, I'm not sure what you mean?""Look around you Terri. There must be a hundred men here. A hundred horny men. You could take your pick. Not one of them would choose another woman if they thought you were available. All you have to do is take a seat at the bar. Within a minute someone will approach you and ask you to take them upstairs. If you were to do that, you'd take them to the room that we were in.""I could never do that."Juan laughed again. "Terri, you don't know me at all. You said earlier that you really didn't find me attractive. Well I guess you changed your mind after you felt my cock. But, I knew what you meant and I don't blame you. You're very beautiful, I'm not handsome. You're much younger than I am. Also you don't have any feelings for me. But I have never been fucked like you fucked me. I wanted to have you suck me too but I was too excited for your pussy." He took another sip of champagne then said, "If you can climb the stair with me and fuck me, you can climb the stairs with any man here and fuck them too.""Juan, stop it. You're embarrassing me."If your little pussy is aching for more... If it hurts because it is empty... If it is leaking right now, then just walk over to the bar and sit on a stool. Relief will be on its way very soon. That I promise." With that he turned and walked toward the rear of the club. Chapter 5Ryan couldn't believe what was happening to him. Somehow, someway Pat had brought him to another erection. She knew that she had to keep him in the room for another twenty minutes or so, therefore, she didn't let him put it in. "Take your time sweetheart. We're not in a hurry. Let's make it last."Terri was alone at the foot of the stairs watching Juan walk away. The tables were all occupied. Another dancer was strutting her stuff on the small stage, though she was certainly no Carol. Slowly, Terri walked towards an empty barstool, she was drawn to the empty bar stool like a moth to a flame. When she sat down she didn't know that nearly every man in the room took that as a signal. A signal that she could be approached. No sooner had she sat down on the barstool than one of the blacks that had been ravishing Carol when she and Juan went upstairs came over to her. "Haven't seen you here before. I'm Mike. I'm stationed at the Naval Air Station.""I'm Terri. We've never been here before.""I think you're about the most gorgeous gal I've ever seen here. I really like Carol and Pat's, well Pat's, pardon the expression, about the best fuck on the planet. Neither of them hold a candle to you though.""Thanks Mike. I think I know where Pat is but where's Carol?""She's upstairs with my two buddies. They wanted me to join them but I was waiting for you?""Sorry to disappoint you but I think you may have the wrong idea.""Oh, Terri, I don't think I do. Didn't you go upstairs with Juan?""Yes I did." She admitted."Well, didn't he fuck you?""That's none of your business." She tried to sound a little indignant, but failed."Honey, you sure weren't gone very long." He stepped closer to her, pressed his side against her arm, put his hand on her thigh and whispered, "I just can't imagine that somebody that looks like you could be satisfied in twenty minutes or half an hour. If we go upstairs, you sure won't come back down in thirty minutes. That I can guarantee. Please come with me," he pleaded.Mike was right she wasn't satisfied, she was still aroused. That's putting it mildly she thought, she was beyond aroused, she was in heat. Her clit was swollen and throbbing. The mouth of her vagina was begging for attention. It was impossible to sit still. Juan was big and intense but he didn't last nearly long enough to really get her off. Ryan could last longer than Juan. But Ryan wasn't here with her either, he was still upstairs.Upstairs where this young black man wanted her to take him. Juan had told her that the room they had been in was available for her. She had no idea what possessed her to do it but she slid off the stool, took his hand and led him to the stairway aching for satisfaction. That it would come from a black sailor who she didn't know all didn't matter.Before they could take a step up the stairs, however, the bartender approached Mike and whispered something to him. Terri saw Mike shake his head. They talked some more. Then Mike reached into his back pocket, took out his wallet and handed the bartender some bills.Juan was standing in a dark corner watching with a smile on his face. Ryan and Pat heard the door to the adjacent room close once again. Ryan was desperate to stick his dick inside Pat. She was playfully resisting. If he didn't know better he would have thought she was stalling for time.When the door closed behind her Terri didn't pretend to be coy. She unzipped the yellow dress in a single motion, shrugged it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She remember what Juan had said about the shoes, she kept them on. She took charge. "Take your clothes off."Mike did and she was pleased when he took off his socks too. He stood and they kissed standing at the bedside. Then they tumbled onto the bed. She expected him to be erect and want to enter her moist, receptive body almost instantly. She was surprised to discover, when they broke their kiss and she reached between his legs, that he wasn't hard."Sorry Terri, Carol made me come so hard I'll need some help," he explained.Terri knew what kind of assistance she would have to render. She kissed his chest. Nipped at his nipples, which he seemed to like, and worked her way down his body. His cock, in its flaccid state wasn't as long or as thick as Juan's was after he came, but maybe nobody's was, she thought. It was, however, by any other standard a very nice size. It became even more impressive as she stroked it with her hand and it slowly began to fill with blood.What struck her was how black it was. Her white hand contrasted with the blue black skin. She leaned over and kissed his cock head. She hoped that he had washed it off after Carol. Then she began to suck him. It didn't take very long for him to become erect. Then she heard sounds from the next room. The sounds that come from a bed when a couple is moving in unison on its surface. Those sounds were accompanied by a woman saying, "oh yes, that's it, fuck me, fuck me." It had to be Carol with the two blacks, Mike's friends, or it had to Pat. Ryan was balls deep in the hot wet pussy that he had wanted to enter for that last several minutes. It was wonderful. Her oral talents were not her only talents he soon discovered. Pat was on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her and fucked her doggy style. Their movements were perfectly matched to keep just the head of his penis inside with each out stroke. As she rammed her ass back and plunged forward they were joined as tightly as possible. It was exquisite for him. Then he heard sounds from the room on the other side of the thin wall as the had before. No pile driver fucking exactly but vigorous nonetheless. It wasn't the sound of the bed hitting the wall that caught his attention, however, it was the sound of the woman's voice. "Oh yes, that's it fuck me. Don't stop. Oh oh, ummmm Oh God that feels so good." He stopped moving. He knew that voice.Pat looked over her shoulder at him and confirmed what he suspected.. "That's not Carol, you know. There's only one other American here. That's Terri."The reality of the moment overwhelmed him. This is what he had fantasized about. Well, he thought was reality better than fantasy. He wasn't quite sure.When Mike was hard, he reached for his trousers, took out a small foil wrapped packet and tossed it to Terri. "You put it on."She took the packet, placed it between her teeth and tried to open it. It had been years since she and Ryan had to use condoms because she had her tubes tied after Bren was born. Mike saw the struggle and said, "here let me open it. I thought you gals were experts at this."He opened the packet and placed the rolled up rubber over his glans and then skimmed it down as far as it would go. There were still two or three inches of flesh exposed. Then they were back on the bed. Terri was even hotter, more eager than she had been with Juan. She opened her legs as an invitation to the black sailor. He plunged in. There was no need for lubrication, artificial lubrication that is, because Terri was supplying all that they would need."Oh yes, that's it fuck me. Don't stop. Oh oh, ummmm Oh God that feels so good." And it did feel good. She pushed up against him with all of her might. She ran her hands over his broad black back. Then, she took his head between her hands, drew it to hers and began to kiss him. His strokes weren't frantic like Juan's were. Also, because he had been satisfied by Carol not so long before, it didn't seem as if he would ever stop. They experimented with nearly every position imaginable.While he had a limit on climaxes, as do most men, Terri didn't have a limit. The first ones weren't as intense as those with Juan, but they seemed to build up over time until she was in a state of constant orgasm. She thought her insides would push out. For Mike, he was in love. He thought she may be a year or two older than him, maybe even twenty-five, but he didn't care. He had been to Juan's place nearly every two weeks during the year that he had been stationed at the air station. Before the Starlight, he had tried other clubs, none compared with this one. And, he had loved Juan's girls. They were the best, the prettiest, the best lays. None, however could do with there pussies, mouths and hands what Terri was doing. None of them were as pretty as she was. And, only a few were American.When Pat told Ryan that the sounds coming from the next room were being emitted by his wife he instantly shot his second load of the night. He collapsed on Pat's back. Her ass cheeks were pressed into his groin. They were both gasping for breath. He tried to relax but the noise from the next room prevented it. He could clearly hear, "Mike, I'm I'm Oh my God, Mike, I'm coming again... Oh deeper push it in deeper... don't ever stop... I love your big black cock."After a few minutes Pat scooted out from under him, stood and said, "honey, it's been great but I've got to get back downstairs." As she started dressing he took the clue and dressed too. The sounds from the room next door didn't stop. The words from Terri and whoever the man was keep coming through the thin walls. The bouncing bed that pounded against the wall was the percussion instrument for their erotic symphony.Pat told him to go back down stairs while she went to the bathroom. As he passed the door of the room that Terri was in and heard the sounds of lovemaking, he wondered for a second if sharing your deepest and darkest secrets might sometimes be a mistake.Juan greeted him at the bottom of the stairs. "How was lovely Pat, Ryan?""She was fine Juan. How long do you think Terri will be?"Juan laughed and patted him on the back. "That's hard to say amigo, hard to say. Let me get you a Corona?" Juan didn't wait for a reply. He went behind the bar himself and returned with a cold bottle. "Ryan, your sweet Terri is the most incredible woman I've ever been with. You're a lucky man."Ryan almost spit out his beer. "You've been with?""But of course. I always try out the women first."Then Ryan knew that the first time he heard the door close to the room next the one he and Pat were in, it had closed behind Terri and Juan. It hadn't taken Juan long to get Terri upstairs. Or, for that matter, it hadn't taken him long to finish with her.It must have been a half hour later, the longest half hour of Ryan's life, when he saw a smiling black man bounce down the stairs. Juan approached him and asked, "How was she Mike?""Juan you lucky bastard, you've got yourself a winner. I had already been with Carol, you know, but Terri made me pop two more times. Can you believe it? I'd sure like to see her dance."A few minutes later Terri glided down. Even in the dim light of the club Ryan could see that she was flushed. She had a glazed look in her eye. "Are you all right honey?" he asked."I'm fine," she said in sort of a dreamy way. He wondered if maybe she had been drugged. She had been but not by narcotics, by her own hormones. She was high.Juan hugged her and said, "My dear, many of the men would like you to dance. Will you do that for us?""Juan, I told you I'm not much of a dancer. I'm sure they would be disappointed.""I don't think they would be. You are very graceful. Just move to the music. Let nature take its course. You may find it very exciting. It's only one in the morning, the club needs a boost. Will you please do it for me?""What do you think Ryan?" She asked as she turned to him."My God, Terri. At this place it isn't dancing. It's a sex show.""That's not necessarily true," said Juan. "It all depends on the mood, the collective mood of the audience. No woman who gets on my stage has to do anything she doesn't want to do. Come with me," he said as he took her hand and walked towards the back.Terri looked over her shoulder at Ryan, shrugged, smiled and disappeared into the darkness. Juan hadn't returned nor did Ryan see Pat again. The crowd seemed restless. There hadn't been a dancer in ten minutes. The traffic going up and down the stairs seemed to be at a lull. Then the MC came out and spoke in Spanish. The only word that Ryan understood was, "Terri."The music began. It was louder than before. The blue curtains parted and Terri walked through them. She was wearing a floor-length, strapless silver evening gown. Her hair had been pinned up on top of her head. Stage makeup had been applied. She stood in six inch silver platform heels. The other dancer had danced to the stage lights. When Terri stepped through the curtains a bright spot light followed her every move.She looked down at the audience and smiled. She wasn't really dancing she was sort of walking to the beat of the music. Then, she got into it and spun around gracefully. The men hooted, whistled and shouted for her to "take it off."Terri, was excited. She was really excited. She wanted to make the men hot. She loved the time with Juan and with Mike but this was different. She knew that every eye was locked onto her body like radar on a target. The zipper was at the side of her gown. Deftly, she pulled it down to the split. She had no intention of just teasing. She didn't hold the bodice to her bosom for even a second she just let the silver dress fall to the floor. Like every other dancer she wore no underclothes.Ryan was stunned, however, to see that she had been completely shaved. The trimmed patch of dark blonde pubic hair was gone. She was as bare as Pat had been. The whistles and cat calls stopped as the members of the audience, collectively, caught their breath.Like she had seen the others do, she walked to the edge of the small stage. She smiled again down at the crowd, though she could hardly see them because the light that followed her was so bright, then she sat down on the stage with her legs under her. She waited for the butterflies in her stomach to calm down, sat on the edge of the stage and dangled her legs to the floor as she had seen Carol do earlier. She pulled a pin from her hair and it cascaded down to her shoulders, a wild mane of a lioness. She spread the smooth bare lips and touched her clitoris with the tip of her crimson fingernail. The touch sent shock waves through her entire body.The crowd was hushed. No hoots, cries or whistles. No call for her to take it off because there wasn't anything left to take off. Every man seemed to be hypnotized by what Terri was doing with her hands. Then, she brought herself off. She made herself climax in front of a hundred men in a Mexican whorehouse. The orgasm was shattering. As she lay there panting, half a dozen brave men joined her on and in front of the stage.Ryan was surprised to see that the man who lowered his head between her splayed legs was the portly policeman with the gold tooth who had guided them to the club hours earlier. He was still wearing his uniform. For the next hour there was near pandemonium on the stage. There was zero activity upstairs. No one was in an alcove receiving a lap dance. Most of the women stood at the bar. None of them were smiling. The men, however, were all trying to get a piece of the insatiable, beautiful American.Many of them were rewarded with success. Some her mouth, some her pussy, many her hands and two her ass. Ryan couldn't believe it when a man urged her to get in the doggy style position, on her hands and knees, then he unzipped his pants, spit on his hands rubbed it over his erection and mounted her. Fortunately he wasn't nearly as endowed as Juan, Mike or himself. It was obvious to Ryan that she came just as intensely from the anal fucking as she did from the vaginal. At one point he saw that she had a cock in her ass, up her pussy and in her mouth. After the impromptu orgy, in which Terri was the star, she cleaned up, had something to eat and rested for a while. Ryan wasn't surprised though when he saw her lead men up the stairs. Pat's initial experience at the Starlight five years ago paled when compared to Terri's first night at the notorious club.It was nearly five in the morning when Ryan and an exhausted Terri finally said their goodbyes to Juan. Juan faced Terri took both of her hands in his and said earnestly, "I hope you come back my dear. You are the most perfect person for this work I've ever met. The Starlight will never be the same again without you.""We'll talk about it," said Terri. And, they did talk about it on the long drive back to the Island. But, that's another story.END
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trips.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/trips.txt	Let me recount to you a piece of my past, when I was nearly 16 I went through a bad phase at school, it was a private girls school and the regime was just too dictatorial for me and just generated a willful desire to disobey. I developed earlier than the other girls and was teased about my development, probably the result of those Indian genes and being very dark and coarse haired. Anyway the result of my willfulness was to bunk off school (take leave without permission) the odd afternoon instead of going to the library and doing my studies, being a senior I was not often missed as we were trusted. But what do you do in a London suburb when you bunk off, with no friends and the streets quiet, so I used to pop home and change (my Father was at work and my Mother died when I was quite young) put on a little makeup and go to the local cinema. I felt quite special sitting there eating my popcorn and thinking of the others still at school, the films were pretty boring though and most of the other film goers were older people, mainly retired who went to these matinee performances. One afternoon I was sitting waiting for the film to start when a man came and sat beside me, I was surprised because the cinema was half empty and I was the only person in that row of seats, he looked and smiled, I smiled back, the lights dimmed and the film started. I sat munching my popcorn watching the film and after about twenty minutes I suddenly felt his leg against mine. I stopped munching and a hot flush went through me, did I imagine it? Was it just accidental? I sat there wondering what was going to happen; perhaps I should get up and move? Scream? As I sat there I realised that I had the power here, if I started to scream he would probably jump up and run away so I decided to just wait and see what transpired, and then the interval lights came on. I casually looked over at him, he actually looked quite nice, old, but nice, he wore decent clothes, nice herring bone toothed sports jacket with a white shirt and cravat. He turned towards me and smiled, then asked if I would like anything when the lady appeared with her refreshments tray. I was quite thirsty so asked if I could have a can of coke, the popcorn having seemed to dry my mouth. He bought the can of coke and I offered him some of my popcorn and we didn't really chat but sort of passed pleasantries. The light dimmed after a while and not soon after I felt his knee against mine again, only this time it wasn't removed and stayed pressed there. Looking back I think he reasoned that if I didn't get up and move or didn't do anything he was safe and that feeling of safety gave him the courage to move to stage two, which was to place his hand on my knee, stage three was gently moving up and down my thigh, getting a little higher each time, it felt nice and I loved the secret feeling that no one knew what he was doing, not until I screamed anyway. Then there came a point when I actually wanted him to do more, my arousal had started and all sorts of things were going through my mind now. I was wearing a loosish skirt and just my panties under, there was no hindrance to his exploring and soon his hand was at my mound outside my panties, I felt him sample the cushion of hair there a couple of times and judged his surprise that I was so hairy for a young girl, did I also imagine an intake of breath too? Maybe, the hand moved up my belly pulling the skirt up and then sliding down again inside my panties, the fingers now dancing in circles of delight as he found my secrets, brushing the hairs as if finding a parting and then a finger sliding down the furrow and discovering my entrance, which was very wet now I guessed. I opened my legs for him and he took full advantage of it, continuing to explore me thoroughly, deliciously. I felt his hand on mine and he gently took it and placed it on his front, I did not move it at first, but slowly succumbed to the temptation and felt there, my mind imagining what lay beneath, I felt a great hard mound with a stiff ridge as I was aware of his other hand drawing down his zip, a lifting movement as he rearranged himself and suddenly it popped out.My mind was working overtime trying to imagine what I felt, I even looked sideways to make sure that it was what I thought it must be, and my mind wondered how something this thick could possibly enter my small little entrance which now was occupied with his finger. It was truly huge, not in length but in thickness with a smooth domed head to it, my little hand could only half encompass it. During this time he had started to slowly and gently finger fuck me deeply, pausing every now and then to stimulate my clit, he moved my hand to indicate that I should masturbate him and I did so and it got so hard in my hand I couldn't believe it.I squirmed and my eyes watered as I came on his finger and I closed my thighs on his hand to stop him, I felt sore but satisfied, and then I felt his surge, like a pumping swelling in my hand and as I looked over at it I saw a huge jet of semen shoot out and hit the back of the seat in front. He grunted and it was followed by another jet, and then another, each less in volume and intensity and as the last emissions erupted out over the huge head my hand was covered in warm sticky stuff and flowed around my fingers as I grasped it tightly in my fist, feeling still the jerking and swelling of it, when he had at last exhausted his supply he gave me a handkerchief to use to wipe my hand dry and said he had to be excused. I saw him go to the toilets and decided that I should leave too, I hurried up the aisle and left the cinema, as I walked home my head was full of thoughts about what something like that slid up me would feel like, it was then both frightening and awesome and exciting as I imagined all that stuff being pumped into me. I masturbated that night thinking about massive invasions and old men with huge erections.***Now to continue quickly to my other excursions, I had three excursions to the cinemas in the area, but I did not have any excitement there, to my chagrin I was totally ignored. It was some four or five weeks later that I again left school early and made my way to the cinema, it was a late decision so I had no time to go home and change, but it was summer so I took off my school blazer and tie, let my hair down, which was long then and stood in the ticket queue at the Gaumont Cinema. I looked about but didn't really see anyone likely, they seemed so old, and I had almost decided to go home, but the queue became shorter and I soon found myself looking at the ticket clerk and asking for an upstairs seat, I paid my money and passed on through to the circle upstairs. I sat alone in a middle row and to my disappointment it was almost deserted. I sighed as the lights dimmed and watched the first half of the film, to my surprise during the interval this man appeared and came and sat in the seat behind me, tapped me on the shoulder, smiled into my face as he asked why I was not at school. To say the least I was surprised and immediately thought him to be associated with the school in some way, but he was not and laughed at my confusion.'It's ok," he said. "I used to bunk off too, but that was a long time ago," he smiled and nodded at the seat next to me, "May I join you?"I mumbled a yes and nodded. He came down the row, introduced himself as Ted and we chatted. It seemed quite natural to chat to him and it transpired that he was a music teacher at one time, he asked about school and heard all my woes and we both ended up laughing about them by the time the film started again. He kept making funny remarks during the film and I couldn't help but giggle, he laughed too. He leaned over to whisper some other remark and as I turned my head our eyes met and I seemed to be drawn into him and we kissed softly, not a great passionate kiss, but a lip brushing soft kiss. I felt all tingly at this and when he put his arm around my chair and started to feel through my hair at the back of my neck I became quite aroused, the feeling was different to the other time, that was excitement and panic and fear, this was just very sexual. We kissed again briefly and it was I who was wanting more, I who was tempted to touch him, my breasts ached to be felt and as for the hidden treasure in my panties, that was on fire. At length the film ended and we walked together to the outside."I go this way," he said pointing down the high street."Me too," I replied, so we walked along together for a few minutes and he stopped."This is where I live," he said.I looked over at a small semi detached house with a brick wall and railings outside."Would you care to come in?" he asked."Well, really, I shouldn't," I replied, looking at him and then the green front door, his face had that kind disarming smile on it, "Well ok then, just for a bit," I found myself saying.We walked down the short path, the keys jangled together as he selected the right one, my heart was thumping, I felt flushed and hot, 'You shouldn't be doing this' a little voice in my head was saying, 'not too late, don't go in'.He stood aside to let me in, I hesitated, then passed him and stepped into his hallway, I was trembling as he ushered me into a large room with a grand piano sitting in the centre of it, there were comfortable chairs, a thick pile carpet, a cosy old fashioned fireplace."Cup of tea?" he asked.I nodded yes please and he disappeared into another room, I strolled round the room, looked at photos, him and a woman, wife I guessed, it had a nice comfortable feel about it. I lifted the lid of the piano keyboard and played a few notes I remembered from my music lessons."You play?" he asked as he entered with a mug of tea in each hand and placed them on a small table. I was standing tinkling with the keys still when he came up behind me and pushed his arms through between mine so that four hands were playing the piano, he played high and I played low, he turned everything into a laugh, then his hands lifted from the keys and he pulled me to him, one hand on my belly and the other higher, moving up towards my breasts. At the same time his mouth and face nestled into my neck and he started kissing it as he did in the cinema.My head was bursting with this triple onslaught and all parts of my body started to respond at once, for I felt the hardness of him pressed into the furrow between my cheeks, my tinkling on the keys stopped and I rested my hands on the top of the piano, his hands were busy, one releasing my breasts from my brassiere and the other slipping my panties down at the back. I looked across to my side and saw a mirror on the wall which reflected our image to me, and I watched almost like a voyeur as he sat on the piano stool behind me, his knees between my legs one hand fondling my hanging breast and the other lifting my dress to expose my young rounded bottom. I watched still as he inspected me from his close vantage point, and then I felt the warmth of his breath on me, I watched his face disappear into the parting of my bottom and I sighed as I felt his tongue there. It slid into my parting lips and traced from as low as he could get then travelling up to my bottom. It felt delicious and dirty at the same time, was it usual for grown ups to lick bottoms? well this one did, and so delicious it was that I saw myself bending and pushing it out invitingly. He needed little encouragement and I saw what could only be described as him eating my sex and bottom, I also saw my own face contorted with lust and pleasure and I watched it almost as if it were someone I did not know anymore, my eyes wide and a wild look on my face, my legs were now spread wide, knees straight, back arched, bottom wriggling such was my desire for his attentions and as he pulled away I looked into the mirror, wondering why he had stopped just as an orgasm to exceed all others I had induced in my life started to build in me.Then I saw him quickly undo and drop his trousers and slide down his pants quickly as if I might run away, his face focused on me and his own eagerness, totally unaware that I watched all in the mirror. His penis sprang out and bounced in front of him, I looked at it at first with relief because it was not nearly as thick as the other man in the cinema, but oh, oh, I thought, how long it is, but too late now, he guided it to me, I bit my lip as I felt it pushing and parting my well lubricated entrance.I was not a virgin, but Saleem was two and a half years previous to this and my vagina had returned to its former tight state, I saw my face pucker in discomfort rather than pain as he fitted the head in, but my reaction to the first four inches was one of gasping panic and trying to restrain him from further invasion, he stopped and then pulled out a bit.Gradually he fed me his full length in this manner until his balls were against my thighs. Then the march started, regular rhythmic pumping, I watched in the mirror still as his monster slid in and out, his two hands holding my hips and occasionally sliding up and cradling my now swinging breasts, an urgency developed with him and I could see his face change, oh god I thought he is going to come in me."I'm not on the pill," I said urgently. "Please, please, be careful."He seemed not to hear me and I started to panic, but he held me firmly, the panic seemed to spur him on all the more and then all of a sudden he pulled out of me with a loud 'plop' and I felt and saw his juices squirted over my cheeks and up my arched back, his hand now working it to his satisfaction. The panic had ruined my own orgasm but I looked with lust and wonder at him holding his now semi flaccid penis.I was just about to stand up, thinking the session over when I felt a hand on my hip again. I looked in the mirror to see him approaching my rear with his still large but softening weapon in his hand, I felt his juice start to trickle down between my cheeks and I watched him use it to lubricate my little back hole with the head of his knob. I'm not sure what I felt really, this was totally unexpected."Oh, I'm not sure whether we, I mean, " I said starting to turn."Just relax, ok?" he answered holding my hip tighter.I tried not to panic, tried to relax, but the natural instinct is to close that hole, and close it I did, tight, but not tight enough, the pressure and the lubricant of his semen allowed him to enter reasonably easily, and once opened it seemed to beckon and welcome him. I was amazed at the feeling as it slid into me, being semi rigid it didn't hurt at all and in fact it felt disgustingly erotic as he started to slide this flaccid soft thing in and out. He pulled me so that I stood upright and that increased the delight of it.I looked sideways again, and this time he felt my slight movement and he looked too, and we watched together my initiation to sodomy as he thrust into me, my bottom wobbling in this position in unison to his activity there. One hand went to my breast and squeezed and lifted and massaged it, then pulled on the stiff nipple so that it got so big I thought it might pop, the other hand went to my furry pubes and he found the spot immediately and we stood like this with him fucking my bottom and masturbating me at the same time, the pleasure increasing and increasing for me due to the his penis started to get bigger and erect and his hand stimulating my little bud, and I could watch it all in the mirror. When the time came for me to climax it was like a massive volcano and he had to hold me tight to stop losing me at that moment, his pumping was more or less lifting me from my feet and I cried out with pleasure as I was wracked with orgasm after orgasm, as it subsided and I felt limp and week he finished the wonder of it all by coming into my bottom, I gasped as I felt his spasm inside me and my hole closed around him tightly as if squeezing the last precious fluid from him. We more or less collapsed on the floor afterwards, the tea was cold, he made more and we talked, about everything, I left that evening but only to return quite a few times after that to see and perform with my new mentor. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57
alanasconfession2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/alanasconfession2.txt	Honestly Honey I don't see what you're so jealous about. Mmm... You know I love this wonderful hard dick of yours and I would never fuck another guy. In fact I would never violate any of your rules. It was just a little harmless fun.(Laughing a little) I'm sorry to giggle like this. But it's just so funny to see you glaring at me, all mad and all, while this cock of yours is so rock hard.Well, anyway, you wanted to hear about the next night and I'm going to tell you. I'm always honest with you so you know you can trust me.So okay, all day long the next day, I must admit Kara and I both had trouble concentrating on our business appointments. I kept thinking about Pierre's amazingly big dick and how queenly he made me feel when he was looking with such longing at my tits, bared and thrust out for him.The two of us kept talking about it and Kara said, even she was turned on by the sight of my boobs and how hot it was watching Pierre play with that enormous penis of his and shoot all that jism.We could hardly wait for the night time.When we got through with our appointments, about seven o'clock, we hurried up to our hotel room and got all dolled up in our sexiest outfits. Both of us wore short skirts and button blouses with no bras.We thought about calling you guys long-distance -- man we missed you so much, and if you had been there to fuck us, you'd have put our fires out in no time. But of course you and George were back in the states and here we were in Paris without our husbands.On our way down to the bar, we reminded ourselves of the rules: No fucking anyone but you guys -- our loving hubbies. No kissing other guys and no allowing other men to touch our pussies or our tits.We got down to the bar and we were a little disappointed not to see Pierre. But about 45 minutes later, there he was, that sexy French devil with his lean body and that big obvious bulge in the front of his pants.He was with another guy, who was also very, very handsome.The two of them came over to our table and Pierre, in French, asked Kara if it was okay for them to sit down. I thought that was so sweet --to ask so humbly.Kara had to translate everything just like she did the night before because I don't speak French and neither of the guys spoke English.But we learned Pierre's friend's name was Jacques. The two of them were waiters in a nearby restaurant.It was pretty obvious that Kara and Jacques had a "vibe" going. Just as Pierre was all gaga over me, Jacques was clearly taken with Kara. It didn't take long for the conversation to come around to sex. Pierre had told Jacques about what happened the night before and both men were super excited.Finally, Pierre asked, politely -- almost shyly -- if the two of them could come up to our room with us. There was a sort of long conversation between Kara and the guys. When it was over Kara told me what had transpired."I told them it would be all right," she said. "But that under NO circumstances are they to misbehave -- they can look but they can't touch." And then she giggled and blushed. "What?" I asked. "What are you holding back?"She laughed again and said, "Well I told them they have to agree that if either of them loses control and touches us, we get to punish them and they have to take it."This intrigued me. "What kind of punishment?" I asked her."Well," Kara said, "the rules say they're not allowed to touch us. But there's nothing in the rules that says we can't touch them. So I told them that if either of them misbehaves, one of us will take him over our lap and give him a bare-assed hand-spanking."We both laughed really hard at that idea, Honey. I mean to picture either of those "all-male" men over our lap getting spanked just like a little boy....Well the idea was so cute and funny I had to laugh. But I must admit the idea kind of turned me on too.Pierre in his smooth French, told Kara that indeed, Jacques was really taken by her and asked if she would show him her tits and give her the same kind of show I had given Pierre the night before.Kara asked me, "What shall I do?" But I knew damn well what she wanted me to say. And I obliged her."Well just like you told me last night, it's not against the rules if we just show off our breasts for them. I mean it's such a small thing for us and it means so much to those hot-looking, red-blooded Frenchmen.Blushing, she told him, okay but that he had to remember the rules, just as Pierre had the night before.So we got up to the room, the four of us, and the guys sat down in the two chairs that faced the bed. They were so excited! Both Kara and I could see by the imprint in the front of Jacques' pants that he was at least as big as Pierre in the cock department. I must admit, Honey, I felt a little shiver at the idea of seeing both those enormous dicks at the same time. You don't begrudge me that do you? I mean you were so far away and these hunks were right here, so turned on to us!Aw, now please don't be that way Baby? It was just so hard to resist.Kara and I hurried into the bathroom to change. We stripped down to our panties (no bras of course) and both of us put on button blouses."I am so turned on!" Kara admitted to me as we checked ourselves out in the mirror. "It's been so long since a man has looked at me with such desire. My pussy is soaking wet!"I confessed to her that the crotch of my panties was pretty soaked as well.So we opened the door and went back out into the bedroom and, to our surprise, those French rascals had taken their jeans off and were sitting there in their jockey shorts!Believe me, if there had been any doubt about the size of Jacques' prick, that doubt was totally gone as we looked at the massive rise in the front of his undies."Oh my word!" Kara exclaimed and she put her hand over her mouth in a combination of full-out excitement and surprise. "You guys don't waste any time do you?" she giggled.And Honey, I will admit that the sight of Pierre's cock stretching the fabric of those shorts was making me tingle.Kara and the boys spoke in French, for a minute or so and then Kara told me. "They're asking if we could kneel together on the bed facing them and show them our tits."Of course that's just what I had figured they'd say and, frankly Darling, I was really up for the idea. And the guys were "up" too, believe me. Kara and I could see that not only were their dicks hard and clearly outlined against their briefs, there was also a nice big gush of precum seeping onto the crotch material. The wetness showed those cocks even clearer. It was like we were watching our own personal wet willy contest.I must admit Dear, I'd have hated to judge THAT contest. Both of them were enormous! How could a gal decide which of them was bigger?So Kara and I climbed up and knelt at the foot of bed facing the guys. They were sitting less than four feet away so you know they were getting a great view.We slowly undid the buttons of our blouses and before long our tits were proudly on display.You should see Kara's breasts, by the way. You'd love them!Our nipples were hard as rubies and our tits stood up like we were a couple of nubile 17-year-olds. But of course it wasn't youth, it was the powerful arousal we were feeling that was getting us like that.And man, the guys were going wild! They applauded and whistled and (best of all) they started rubbing their dicks through their shorts.Kara exchanged some words with Jacques and she shook her head "No.""What?" I asked. "What was that all about?""He asked me if it was all right if they slipped out of their jockey shorts, and I told them 'not yet.'"I found myself a little frustrated. I was more than ready to get a good look at those massive bare cocks. "Why on earth did you tell them that?" I asked."I just love the power," she admitted. "We are in complete control. And I love making them wait -- just because we say so."And all of a sudden I knew exactly what she meant. We would get a good close look at those magnificent cocks soon. In the meantime, I loved that we were driving them crazy and holding all the cards.Finally, after we'd made them suffer long enough, I said to Kara, "Okay let's get a look at those humongous things!"And Kara laughed. "Okay, but we will make them hold off and not touch themselves until we say it's okay."We laughed and she spoke to them in a commanding voice. Man you should have seen how fast those jockeys came off. I mean they were out of those underpants in seconds and there we were looking at two of the biggest penises anywhere.We just gasped in awe!Just like Pierre, Jacques' dick was enormous, and just as hard. But unlike Pierre, Jacques' was uncircumcised. Even rock-hard, the tip of it was barely peeking out over a circle of foreskin.They sat with their legs spread wide apart. Their wonderful big balls hung proudly down and their cocks were reaching for the ceiling! And both those big hard rods had a glistening drop of precum at the tip.I could barely get my breath looking at those two gigantic things.They started speaking to Kara excitedly. And Kara kept laughing and shaking her head "no" as we continued displaying out tits.I don't understand French but I know begging when I hear it.Finally Kara turned to me. "Should we let them jack those cocks for us?"And to tell you the truth Honey, I wasn't sure how long I could hold out. I mean face it, I was incredibly eager to watch them work those pricks.I laughed and said, "Okay."And when Kara gave them the word, those hands flew to their cocks. Jacques was jacking so hard and fast that every now and then, little squirts of precum would fly out of his dickhead. He was sitting so close that a couple times some of that cock juice actually landed on Kara's leg.We kept it up for a while -- Kara and I getting more and more turned on watching them and the two of them getting more and more turned on watching us.By the way, Honey, their styles were different. Pierre had that wonderful French flourish. There was a certain grace to the way he stroked himself, slow and rhythmic -- the way a ballet dancer might stroke his cock.But Jacques was all MAN! Big and burly. He worked his dick hard and fast -- no finesse at all, like he was a construction worker wielding a jackhammer. I loved the contrast and both Kara and I moved our eyes from one of them to the other. We loved the show.Finally Pierre and Jacques said something and Kara translated. "They want to see our bare asses," she laughed. And of course I laughed too. But it was such a hot idea.She talked a little more to them as they kept jacking their cocks. Finally we told them okay.Kara and I turned our backs to them and, still kneeling on the bed, slid our panties down and off, uncovering our beautiful bottoms. I hope that's all right, Honey. We looked teasingly over our shoulders to watch their reaction and man the guys got even hotter and more excited.We teased them like crazy, thrusting our bare tails out, shaking them and then straightening up again. We ran our hands over our buns and rotated out hips.And then it happened! Maybe we should have guessed it would. We were tantalizing them so mercilessly. Poor Jacques just lost control. He reached out and felt Kara's ass. He even slid his fingers down and stroked her pussy.Instantly we stopped posing and Kara got up. She stared scolding him in French and he hung his head like a naughty boy being chastised by his teacher.They spoke for quite a while. Pierre and I just sat there listening.Finally Kara made Jacques stand up. She sat in the chair where he had been sitting and patted her bare thighs as if to say, "Okay you bad boy, you know the bargain."And incredibly, he actually lay down over her lap. She made him lie with his huge dick between her legs and squeezed it with her thighs to hold him in place.Pierre and I watched, both of us laughing a little to see the control she had over him. Then she spoke to him in French and he actually thrust his ass up for her -- cooperating. And by the way Honey, I must admit he had a wonderful ass. It was strong and tight and masculine. It was so erotic to see that powerful macho dude being handled and dominated by a woman. I just sat there at the foot of the bed, my feet on the floor, watching.And then she landed the first slap. It was hard too, her bare hand smacking him right on the middle of his up-thrust behind. Man it was so hot watching that.She landed a few more and she and Pierre and I were all three laughing. Jacques wasn't laughing. I could see that he was already regretting his lack of control. But he was taking it like a man. I'll say that for him.Kara had her left arm over the small of his back holding him still with her hand as her right hand spanked those delightful buns.I don't know exactly what got into me Darling, but the sight of it was getting me so excited that I... well, I guess I got a little carried away. I patted the space beside me and gestured Pierre over to sit with me. We sat there together, naked, and watched the spanking.Jacques' sexy ass was really starting to get red. Every once in a while, he would wiggle a little, as though trying to "get away" from the heavy smacks Kara was putting on him.When he did, Kara would reach down and grab his balls and make him arch his back and thrust his fanny back up. Then she would continue the spanking."Hey," I protested, laughing. "You can't do that can you?"Kara laughed to and told me: "Hey the rules say they can't touch us, but there's nothing in the rule book that says WE can't touch them.And as if that were some kind of cue, all of a sudden...forgive me Honey but I just couldn't stop myself...all of a sudden I had Pierre's huge rock-hard dick in my hand!I know it sounds awful Honey but I was just so-oo hot! I didn't think you'd mind since I wasnt actually breaking the rules.Oh now please don't frown like that. It's not like I fucked him or let him touch me. I just started working that prick like crazy as we watched that fun spanking.And it didn't take Kara long to notice what was going on. "Wow!" she said, "look at you go girl. You're jacking him like there's no tomorrow. Look at that grip you've got him in."And I laughed right back at her. "Looks like YOU'VE got a pretty good grip on Jacque's penis. You're thighs are locking him in place like a vise."I made Pierre lie down on his back and spread his legs, giving Kara a great view of his big dick and proud balls. Those balls kept bouncing up and down as I stroked his cock. She was loving the show."Wow!" Kara squealed. "Jack that big cock!"And I said, "Spank that fine ass!"And then we really got the giggles. I must admit, Honey, we were kind of out of our minds. You know how crazy kids get when they're up past their bedtimes? Well that's kind of how it was with us.Over and over we kept repeating it: I kept saying: "Spank that fine ass!" Laughter)And Kara kept saying: "Jack that huge dick!" More laughter.And the more encouragement we gave each other, the more enthusiasm we gave to our tasks. She spanked Jacques harder and harder and I jerked Pierre's cock faster and faster. And both our eyes got wider and wider with the wild thrill of what we were doing.I teased Pierre as I jacked him. I knew he couldn't understand me, I knew Kara did so it was fun. I told him. "I should spank YOUR ass too, just on general principles. I know you WANTED to touch my ass too."Well Honey, finally both Kara's and my hands and arms got tired. Her hand was stinging from walloping Jacques' ass and my arm was aching from jacking Pierre.So we ended the night by Kara and I sitting on the two chairs and making the guys lie nude at the foot of the bed with those enormous dicks on display for us.We made them jerk off -- each with his unique style (Pierre graceful and refined as a ballet dancer; Jacques hard fast and rough like a cowboy.Both of them shot for us, their cum shooting into the air. Kara and I laughed and clapped and enjoyed ourselves.Well Honey that's it. That's everything... Hmmm. I know you're telling me you're angry. But this wonderful dick of yours is telling a different story. Let's just slide it on in and I'll make you forget the whole thing.... Or make you remember if you'd rather. Ha ha.Ahhhh. Yes. That's great.To be continued?
acarribean.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/acarribean.txt	Chapter 1The sun was high on this hot July afternoon. Taylor's parents had brought her to this wonderful ocean resort as a reward for completing her first year of college. She was thrilled with the pool area and preferred it to the beach. Because she was in Mexico she could enjoy adult drinks and loved having a waitress wait on her as she lay lazily in the sun. Her young 19 year old body was already brown and her golden blond hair had become much lighter in the Caribbean sun. As Taylor stepped up the ladder to leave the pool cool sweet water cascaded down her svelte, soft body. With each step up the ladder her firm 34 C breasts quivered a little. Her stomach flat and dimpled from years of sit ups, her body strong and defined from years of gymnastics. She knew she was a hottie as the boys called her. But she was a little shy and very inexperienced. She was starting to realize that she didn't seem to like guys much. They were always immature, rough and selfish. She had been with 1 boy last summer, and it had not been enjoyable and certainly not memorable. So she had spent her first year of college attending classes, trying to make the gymnastics team, making new friends, and just getting settle into a new life. She thought she had done well her first year and now was ready to enjoy the summer. Taylor got out of the pool and stood along side the ladder, wiping her eyes dry of the water. As her eyes focused she glimpsed an older woman lying by her self. The sun gleamed off the woman's hard muscled and tanned body. Taylor looked quickly around to see if anyone had noticed her stare. They had not. She looked more closely her eyes moved up the woman's legs, they were strong and well defined even in repose, her eyes moved upward, her abs were hard and rippled pools of water gathered between the rows of muscle, her breasts were large round and voluptuous, nipples clearly visible and spiked to attention, the woman's hair was a full mass of tawny auburn silk, streaked with blond strands of gold.Taylor felt her body quiver, she couldn't help but look closer, oh my, is that Coach Bennington, she thought to herself, no it couldn't be what would she be doing here. Oh my, I think it is, yes it is Coach Bennington. The woman of all her adolescent dreams, Coach Tamara Bennington, the woman that had been her gymnastics' coach all those years in high school. Taylor suddenly felt a familiar yearning from deep inside of her. Her mind drifted to all those afternoons alone in her bed alone with her wandering hands and thoughts of Coach Bennington. She couldn't bring herself to say anything so she turned to walk away, when she heard a familiar voice, "is that you Taylor, oh my goodness it is you" Taylor turned to her coach as the mature 38 year old woman stood and walked toward her. Tamara's abs rippled as she stood, her legs flexed with power as she walked, her huge firm breasts gently swayed with each step. Taylor felt her pussy shudder and wondered how a woman of such strength could remain so feminine. As if in a dream Coach Bennington stood next to Taylor cupping her cheek with a strong firm hand. Tamara's eyes slowly moved up and down Taylor's fresh young body. Her eyes not shy, in fact Taylor thought they were as demanding and confident as they had been in high school. She felt her face start to blush under that confident gaze. "Oh my, let's take a look at you angel, you have matured into a gorgeous young baby girl."Baby girl? Taylor thought to herself, no one had ever called her that before, her blush deepened, she liked it. "Thank you ma'am," she stammered."How many years has it been, 3 or 4?" Tamara asked.Taylor in full blush now replied, "I think 4.""You're in wonderful shape, precious, are you still in gymnastics." Tamara's hand still cupping the little darlings face."Yes, well at least I'm trying to make the team at state.""How wonderful, you must be 19 or 20 by now.""I'm 19," said Taylor."So young, so fresh so very prefect," Tamara said her eyes looking deeply into the sweet blue eyes of the darling girl. "Are you here with a boyfriend, Taylor?" continued Tamara, her hand still cupping the young girls face."No, my parents brought me here for a vacation."Slowly coach's finger tips caressed the little darling's cheek. "Oh how wonderful!" coach's eyes again moved over Taylor's ripe body, "You're so brown, you must have been here for a week already.""Yes," Taylor said."well, I was supposed to meet a coaching friend of mine from Texas. We had planned our vacation for many months. But she was called away at the last minute, her mother became ill, so I thought what the heck I will go any way and at least get a tan," said Coach Bennington, smiling and gazing into the young beauties darling blue eyes, and added, "and now I'm so glad I did."Taylor bit her lower lip and said nothing. "Angel I need to go now. I have a massage and pedicure scheduled and wanted to get a work out in before my massage. There is nothing more relaxing than a massage after a work out," Tamara said smiling, her hand smoothed over Taylor's face. "Are you free tonight, sweet one? Perhaps dinner? That is if you're free and your parent's wouldn't mind?" Coach said holding the young girls arm as she turned to walk to her chaise. Taylor heard herself saying, "Y-yes dinner would be wonderful.""Wonderful!" Coach Bennington said as leaned down to packed her beach bag. Taylor's breath caught for a moment as she glanced at the huge mounds of wonderful breast flesh displayed to her as Tamara bent over. "How about 8 or so, lets meet in the hotel lounge, alright?" Tamara said as she stood. Taylor nodded and said, "Ok then," smiling. Coach Bennington once again cupped the little ones cheek and said, "I am so looking forward to a wonderful evening with you, wear something nice, I know a wonderful Bistro down the beach, we will catch up with each other and talk about the old days. Bye for now baby girl." With that Coach Bennington leaned towards Taylor, for a moment Taylor thought coach was going to kiss her lips, but kissed her forehead instead. She watched her coach walk towards the hotel. She glanced around and noticed several men watching Coach Bennington leave. She smiled and glanced toward the object of there desire. She watched Tamara's muscled back and firm ass moving away in the distance. Taylor quivered and couldn't believe what had just happened and she wondered what the night would be like.Chapter 2---------Tamara lay quietly as the masseuse worked his magic on her buffed body. She had worked extra hard this work out. She wanted to be buffed and pumped for her date with the darling Taylor. Yes, Taylor, her mind drifted to those high school days of so long ago. Watching that blond baby girl on the balance beam. Taylor was younger then, her body svelte and nubile, she had matured she was fuller now. Her body somewhere between a mature woman and young baby girl. Even in high school Tamara could see that this 15 year old had all the makings of becoming a beautiful girl. Taylor's legs would spasm, her muscles would tense, the nipples on her newly formed breasts would grow hard as she pirouetted up and down the beam. At times, Coach would become so aroused that she would have to leave they gym and retreat to her office. Where she would lock the door and quickly slide a finger deep into her warm bubbling womb. The masseuse worked lower to her legs, as she remembered the time she found lovely Taylor alone in the shower. The little darling stood in a mist of steam, the hot water cascading down her firm young body. Tamara look closely at her precious student, a slim body, made firm from years of gymnastics, darling pink bubble gum nipples on top of succulent twin puffies, a wonderful tight little girl ass, a sweet fresh untainted baby girl pussy. Blond, lightly muffed, darling. Tamara had felt her mouth water and her pussy convulse. It was at that moment that Coach Reynolds, the girl's basketball coach, walked into the locker room. Breaking her trance, Tamara went to her office for another round of hot visions of the precious Taylor. As she sat up from the massage table. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her body was buffed, hard, muscles full of blood. Not bad for a 38 year old lesbian she thought to herself smiling. She knew exactly what she would wear tonight. Her white leather jump suit, it highlighted her recent tan to perfection. It was very tight and was cut very low in the back, sleeve less, and low enough in the front to show a fair amount of her bountiful cleavage. If one looked closely at her they could see the definition of some of her muscles. She liked that. She had worked long hours for many years and felt she had earned the right to show off her body. It aroused her when people looked at her, especially when they were darling baby girls like Taylor. Taylor was filling the soaking tub in her hotel room. She was glad her parents had given her a room to herself as she slid into the hot steaming water. She had told her mother about running into Coach Bennington and the invitation to dinner. Her mother remembered Coach Bennington, and was happy to let Taylor go. She wanted her daughter to grow socially and it would give her and Taylor's dad an evening alone. As she laid peacefully in the hot soapy water, listening to the pounding of the water flowing into the tub. Taylor began to relax. She cupped her full breast and thought about meeting Coach Bennington that afternoon. Ever since the meeting she had been in a fog. She couldn't believe what had happened. She couldn't believe the way Coach Bennington's touch to her cheek had made her feel. She couldn't believe how her words had made her quiver. Baby girl, rang repeatedly in her mind over and over. Could she be a baby girl? What was a baby girl? She wondered. She pinched her nipple at the thought. Her finger slowly eased into her pussy. Oh it felt so good. She thought back to high school. She saw Coach Bennington standing there in her sleeve less white coaches top and shorts. None of the other coaches filled out that top like Coach Bennington did. Her massive breasts high and firm, her body well muscled from years of lifting weights. All the boys loved Coach Bennington and would hang around the gym just to get a chance to see her. Taylor reached up to turn the water off. She leaned back into the tub and remembered coach standing next to her as she practiced on the balance beam. Watching her every move, critiquing her in a positive way, touching her nubile body with strong hands to guide her though a difficult move. After almost every practice she would hurry home wanting to get there before her parents came home from work. She would run up to her room and lock the door. Soon her clothes would be strewn about and she would lie in her bed caressing her fevered body. She would think back to the days practice remembering a touch, a word, the smell of her perfume, the sight of her coach standing across the gym, that hard body, those big breasts, just about any thought of Coach Bennington was enough to make her young blond pussy quiver and cum in her hand. Now she had run into her coach at the pool, here in Mexico, she still thought it unbelievable. Her finger sliced into her precious blond crease, she knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help herself. It was like she was in school again. Her mind flashed to the days events. Coach Bennington and her hard muscled body walking towards her, the touch of her hand to her cheek, the confident eyes moving up and down her body, those large voluptuous breasts seemly jumping out of there halter. What did it all mean? Oh my, she couldn't help herself, she couldn't stop, her finger worked faster, she splashed water to the floor, her body tensed, two more gentle strokes and she came. Her mind went blank giving into the pleasure of the white light.Chapter 3---------Taylor sat in the corner of the hotel lounge away from the crowd but situated so she could see Coach Bennington walk in the bar. Back home she was not old enough to enter a bar so she was a little nervous. Or maybe it was meeting Coach Bennington that had her all a twitter. Taylor had decided to wear her white mini and pink halter. Her legs were so tanned and it was so warm outside that she had not worn hose. The pink halter looked darling on her and highlighted her tan. Her wonderful full breasts quivered slightly as she had not worn a bra. Her golden hair a shade or two lighter now from her week in the sun tumbled down her shoulders. She had taken 30 minutes putting on her make up. She especially liked the shimmering pink lip gloss she had applied to her mouth, she thought it matched her top very well. She had ordered a glass of chardonnay because that is what her mother always ordered. She was glad she did, it was sweet, cold and fruity. She had sipped her drink halfway down when she saw Tamara Bennington enter the lounge.Immediately Taylor's breath quickened. Coach Bennington strode confidently into the bar and looked about. Her eyes scanning first the bar area and now the tables. Her white jumpsuit was tight, the fabric thin. The light from behind her silhouetted her muscled and hard body. Taylor was suddenly very nervous and for a moment thought about leaving. But Tamara saw her sitting alone in the corner waved and started across the bar. As she neared Taylor stood to greet her coach. The baby girl's eyes watching the sway of Tamara's large un-tethered breasts as the older women approached. Tamara's eyes focused on the little darling, once again they moved up and down the freshly bathed body. She is gorgeous thought Tamara. She noticed Taylor's wonderful breasts, full and sweet, yes the little baby had come to her bra less, how wonderful thought Tamara. Her eyes took in the adorable white mini, slim beautiful legs. I wonder what color panties she wore thought Tamara, I bet pink, the thought made the lips of her pussy flutter. Only a true baby girl would wear pink panties on a first date, she thought. It was obvious to Taylor that coach liked very much what she saw and it made her blush. Coach Bennington extended her hand and Taylor accepted it, "Oh princess, you are adorable" said Tamara her eyes looking to Taylor's. The little angels blush deepened and she said, "Thank you.""Did you dress for me little one?" asked the older woman.Taylor nodded her head and said, "Yes I, I hope you like it."Smiling Coach Bennington replied, "You are without a doubt the most precious angel I have ever seen." Then she brought her students open palm to her mouth and traced the long life line with the tip of her tongue, leaving a wet path in the middle of her hand. Taylor gasped and looked around wondering if anyone had seem that, no one had, oh but that had felt so wicked she thought to herself. Her nipples growing longer under the sheer cloth her silk top did not go unnoticed by the older woman. Tamara took Taylor's arm and said we must hurry precious. The sun will be going down in about 30 minutes. I made us a reservation at a wonderful bistro down the beach. This place is on top of a mountain overlooking the ocean. I specifically requested a table I know that will give a glorious view of the sunset. "How wonderful!" exclaimed Taylor, she grabbed her purse and was looking for some money to pay the check when Tamara threw down a 100 peso's and said, "Baby girl you're my date tonight," and smiled. A cab was already waiting for them when they got to the door of the hotel. The door man held the door open for the two gorgeous women as they entered the car. The younger girl entered first. He tried to see between her legs as she got in the back seat, he thought he saw a flash of pink panties. The older woman followed, her voluptuous breasts swaying as she sat back. She handed the man some money and gave him a knowing smile as he closed the door. Without a word the cabbie drove directly to the "220 Bistro" a restaurant Taylor had been hearing about since coming here. Taylor was impressed as she sat in the cab, Tamara had taken care of all the arrangements before coming to the lounge. No one had ever treated her special, like a princess. She looked toward Tamara who returned her gaze confidently smiling. Looking at the beautiful older woman and still couldn't believe this was happening her heart was pounding so fast she was sure Coach Bennington could hear it. The table was everything Tamara had said. They were perched in a private booth high above a calm ocean. Coach Bennington sat so close to the baby blond that there legs touched under the table. A cool breeze came up the ridge to greet them. In the distance the mountains seemed to slope down to the beautiful sunset. The sky was already a fiery red with hues of purple and orange all about. It was so romantic thought Taylor. The wine steward had suggested a cool crisp sauvignon and Tamara had agreed. As they sat there waiting for the steward to return Tamara took the little babies hand in hers and held it confidently in her lap under the table. Taylor liked that and smiled. "Coach Bennington, thank you so much for bringing me her, it so nice, romantic, wonderful."Tamara caressed the cheek of her darling student and said, "Angel, please call me Tamara.""Alright... Tamara," said Taylor smiling. The steward came back to the table and opened the wine. Offering the first taste to Tamara who smiled and nodded her approval as she swallowed. A glass was poured for Taylor who sipped it for the first time and loved it. Tamara remarked that the wine was remarkable, the steward bowed and left. "Let's toast," Tamara said. Smiling Taylor lifted her glass, Tamara looking deep into the eyes of the precious angel said, "To the love and the passion that only a mommy and her baby girl can share!"Taylor gasped, her eyes grew wide, she blushed then shuddered, her nipples growing erect, her blond muff fluttering under her dress. She couldn't respond, her mouth was suddenly dry, so she drank the wine and felt it temporarily cool her fevered brow. Tamara was delighted with the baby girl's reaction. She knew Taylor had a crush on her. She had watched the angel's eyes moving over her body. Stopping at the her breasts, once she thought she had seen Taylor licking her lips as she gazed at her tempting body. There had been a few girls before Taylor that had come under the spell of Tamara the mommy. All young, all beautiful all very tempting, but when it came down to it, most had become scared and left. Judging by Taylor's reaction she was more than ready to experience the love of a lesbian mommy.Tamara ordered dinner for both of them. A wonderful grilled salmon and a delightful salad. They talked about the high school years. Taylor's senior year they had almost won the state title. But had fallen a few points short when an inexperienced sophomore had fallen from the beam. Taylor had done very well under the watchful eye of her beautiful coach. She had placed second on the balance beam and fourth overall. Taylor still stayed in contact with a few of the girls from the team. Tamara had been offered a coaching job at a more prestigious private school across town and had moved. Dessert arrived, a decadent light chocolate mousse shared by both. Tamara fed Taylor a spoonful of the sweet pudding, holding the spoon close to Taylor's mouth. Taylor took the pudding slowly into her mouth, looking into the eyes of the older women. The meaning didn't escape the little angel who again quivered and wondered if anyone was watching. What is happening to me she thought, here I am sitting in a romantic restaurant with an older woman acting like what... like I am love. Am I? she wondered. All evening Taylor had felt like she was floating or something. Her eyes coyly feasted on Tamara's exquisite body. The dark tan, her mass of auburn hair, her broad muscled shoulders, the biceps flexing with every movement of her arm, that deep cleavage so enticing. Once she thought she could see the aureole through the thin material of her jumpsuit. The thought made her mouth water and for a moment she was dizzy, maybe It was the wine. It was all so hot, so new, so wonderful. What was she getting herself into. The cab ride back to the hotel had been quiet. Tamara sitting close to the little darling placing her muscled arm around her holding her close to her side. Taylor felt wonderful as the cab drove down the palm tree lined boulevard. The wine, the food, the atmosphere, and of course the company had made her feel special, and wanted like a princess. Now as the evening drew to a close she snuggled close to the woman that had made It all possible feeling those big breasts against her cheek. Recalling the toast that Tamara had made. "To the love and the passion that only a mommy and her baby girl can share," why did that make her feel so dizzy, and what did it mean. The cap pulling into the driveway of the resort caused Tamara's breasts to sway it took all the discipline the little baby had not to smother her face deep into the valley of those wonderful mounds. What has come over her she wondered. Then the door man opened the door to the cab.Chapter 4---------Walking In the door of the resort, Tamara asked, "Would you like to come to my room for a night cap angel? I bought a wonderful bottle of brandy the other day, I bought It to share with some one special."Taylor again blushed, though she knew she shouldn't she said, "Ok," as the elevator door closed she didn't want to do anything to disappoint Tamara. Tamara pushed a high number as the elevator began to climb.The door to Tamara's suite closed behind them. Taylor looked around the room. It was wonderful and much larger than her standard king room. The suite had a separate living room and bedroom. A wonderful sumptuous leather sectional filled the living room and faceda balcony that looked out to the ocean and the city lights down below. Tamara stood behind Taylor and whispered into her ear that she was going into the bedroom for a moment to change. Tamara told her to go out on the balcony, the air is cool and the view this time of night is wonderful. As Tamara left, the sweet baby moved to the balcony. Her eyes scanning the wonderful expanse of a moonlit ocean.Tamara stood in her bedroom. They turn down service had made the bed, placed wonderful chocolates on the pillows and had turned the lighting down to a soft glow. The drapes were open to the ocean below and the beautiful full moon could clearly be witnessed from the soft king size bed. She smiled and thought to herself that the mood in the room was pure sensuality.Quickly she changed into a black silk chemise. It was her favorite, wearing it always made her feel sensual. Over the chemise she put on a matching silk robe, it tied in the middle and clung to her every curve. She went to the bathroom to check her hair and freshen up a bit. Her mind wandered to the little baby in the next room. Taylor was a dream come true. Sweet, innocent, exceptionally beautiful and smart. All during dinner it was all Tamara could do to keep form taking her right there in the restaurant. Those tempting pink glossed lips, the fullness of Taylor's budding breasts, the adorable way she blushed. Tamara had been wet for hours. Again she recalled that day in high school, the day she had seen that little baby to be in the showers. Her mouth watered as she reflected on that sweet fluffy blond baby girl pussy.Tonight she would make it quiver and spit and want only her. Once again she looked at herself in the mirror, she cup her breasts to adjusting them to show more cleavage there weight soft in her hand, she ran a hand through her hair, she freshened her perfume, one last look, yes she was a huntress tonight and it thrilled her. Taylor didn't hear Tamara walk up behind her. She had been enjoying the cool breeze of the ocean and the wonderful view from the balcony. Tamara at 6'0 stood at least 6 inches taller than Taylor's 5'4 and towered over the precious angel. She moved close and startled Taylor for a moment who giggled at her silliness. But the giggling stopped when she felt the large mounds of Tamara's breasts slide along her bare back. The touch made her tense and nervous so she turned to face Tamara. It was then that Taylor noticed the way Tamara was dressed her eyes grew wide and she trembled a bit. Tamara saw her reaction and reached out to her face caressing it with the tips of her fingers and said, "Don't be startled my darling child, mommy is here to love you."It was too much for the precious girl, she felt so much, she trembled, she was nervous again, Tamara had referred to herself as mommy again, what did that mean, why did it make her dizzy. She wanted to leave, she wanted to stay, she stammered, " I-I don't know, its so confusing..." again she turned away facing the ocean. Tamara once again moved close to her prey, once again she let her large mounds press to the back of the adorable baby girl. Taylor felt fingertips moving her hair from the side of her neck, she then felt strong hands slowly caressing her bare arms, lips close to her ear then a warm zephyr to the core of her ear made her shiver. "Baby girl," whispered a husky voiced Tamara, "I used to watch you on the balance beam," hands gently cupped her full sweet breasts over her halter. "Sometimes after watching you, I would have to go to my office," wet lips nibbled her tender ear lobe. "I would lock my door," thumb and forefinger lightly pinched both the sweet nubbins on her little girl tits. "And finger myself, thinking about your wonderful body, wanting to make love to you..."Taylor moaned then gasped and leaned into the arms of the older woman. Confident hands slipped the straps of her halter down the sides of her arms, and quietly unsnapped the clasps. Letting her pink silk top fall to the floor, her full sweet mounds of little girl tit exposed to the cool night air. Tamara looked down to the darlings tits and was thrilled. Gorgeous full firm mounds, tipped with wonderful bubble gum pink nipples, stiff and wanting love. Taylor again meekly protested, "P-please, I-I need to go, I can't... I don't..."The older woman smoothed her hand over the swelling nipples and again whispered to her ear. "All those years you worked so hard, so hard to please me, didn't you baby girl, you did it all for me," sliding her hand down to cup her darling ass. Taylor nodded, stammering, "Y-yes oh yes."A few moments later, the white mini, slide to the floor. Taylor stood exposed to the world her wonderful fresh young body quivering, all that remained was her darling pink thong. Tamara gazed at the junction of the precious girl, and smiled to herself, she had been right, she had worn pink delicate panties, a true baby girl. She cupped one of Taylor's breasts in her hand pulling her close to her hard muscled body spearing her back with her long hard nipples, with the other hand she softly caressed the girls stomach, and whispered, "You're a baby girl I could fall in love with," sliding her hand into Taylor's panties and cupping the delicate mons of the precious19 year old girl. "Oh my!" Taylor moaned and leaned her head into Tamara's strong shoulder, she turned her head and the older woman speared her tongue deep into the little darling's mouth, there lips touched and caressed for the first time. At that moment, Taylor moaned and felt the older woman's finger slide into her wet furrow. Tamara felt a flood of little girl juice and lightly stroked the little erect pearl. "It's alright, angel let it cum, let it all out precious, show mommy how much you want to please me."It was too much for Taylor the large hard-nippled breasts pressed to her back, the cupping of her breast, the seductive words, the slurping tongue, the probing finger, and she did want to please Tamara, she wanted nothing more, oh my oh my her body ached and erupted in her first cum, her sweet slit spasming and quivering all around the older woman's probing finger, moaning and shuddering she kissed and tongued the older woman her body shuddering with pleasure. As her body shook she heard a distant voice softly say, "That's it angel, let it out, let it all out for mommy." A few minutes had passed, Taylor had quieted down. Tamara still remained at her back supporting the little one, there lips still kissing, her finger still slowly moving inside her. Taylor felt strong arms envelop her, quickly she was floating. She realized that Tamara had picked her up and was carrying her to the bedroom. She felt like a feather. Effortlessly the muscled woman carried her. Taylor leaned into the strong shoulder of Tamara and snuggled close feely safe, secure and loved.. Soon she was placed softly on the bed. She opened her eyes, the full moon outside softly illuminated the room. Tamara stood next to the bed still wearing her long silk robe and matching chemise. Taylor lay quietly looking up to the massive woman. Tamara smiled and reached for the tie to her robe, it fell to the floor. Still smiling and her eyes never leaving the little baby she unclasped her chemise and soon it joined her robe. Taylor shuddered and coyly side her finger quickly into her pink thong as the older woman stood before her naked for her eyes only. The symmetry, the strong buffed arms, the coloring, the rippling abs, those huge proud breasts, they were more beautiful then she had imagined, they were tipped with brown intimidating aureoles the size of a small saucers and the nipples erect at least an inch long. Taylor's mouth watered and her eyes fluttered. Tamara's abs rippled rows of solid muscle her arms flexed and bulging, the baby girls finger openly masturbated a she gazed upon the splendor of Tamara's massive body. Tamara saw the want in Taylor's eyes. She luxuriated in the wanton lust of the little girls stare. She flexed and posed for a moment, watching Taylor's breathing increase and her finger move more quickly with each sensual pose. Taylor couldn't believe what she was witnessing. Coach Bennington the woman of all her desires posing for her and only her. Tamara lay down next to the little girl, placing her arm around her and pulling her close to her body. She caressed the baby girl, her hand moving every where and anywhere. She leaned down and kissed the delicate girl running her tongue over the cleft of Taylor's sweet pink glossed lips.. Taylor softly suckled the older women's tongue and returned the kiss and for the first time. Her hands encircled Tamara's back feeling the hard muscles under her hands, it thrilled her. Tamara cupped her huge breast in her hand, offering it to the baby girl she whispered " come to mommy baby girl, come suckle from your mommies nipple" Taylor looked to Tamara's eyes, then back to the offered breast, she visibly shuddered and with a wonderful little girl sound of surrender whined "oh mommy" and fell to the object of her want suckling the extended nipple deep between her pink glossed lips and cooed as she began to suckle. Her new mommy ran her strong hand down the sides of her new baby girl feeling it softness, then a finger down to the soft down of her sweet young pussy, and again found her little pearl hard and erect, one stroke, a second gentle stroke was it all took to send Taylor into a crushing orgasm. "Oh Mommy" she moaned around the dark brown aureole loudly, her sweet juice filling Tamara's hand, her lips never left the bulging mass her eyes rolling back into her head, her lips pursed on to her mommies sweet nurturing nipple.It seemed to Taylor that hours had passed. In reality it had only been about 15 minutes, but her body still quivered occasionally and her lips continued to suckle from her mommies left nipple lazily swirling her tongue all over the saucer sized aureole. She was cuddled closely in her mommy's strong muscled arms. She felt Tamara moving away, she didn't like that. As much as Tamara hated to move, she wanted more. With a darling soft pop her nipple came out of the young ones mouth. They both looked to her big swollen tit and saw that it gleamed with Taylor's spit, a few sweet drops dripped from the tip to Taylor's stomach. Taylor blushed because she knew that she a had done that. .She felt her panties being shimmied down her young thighs. She looked up to find Tamara holding them to her face and smelling the wonderful scent. Taylor really blushed and brought her hand to her mouth as Tamara looked upon her darling baby girl pussy. Tamara was immediately in love with the prize exhibited before her. It was more beautiful than she remembered from the shower. Spreading the angel's legs she gazed upon the pussy of the little darling. Oh my its gorgeous she thought to herself. It was blond, freshly manicured for a bikini, fluffy sweet muffy hair, gorgeous pink lips, encasing a shimmering pink furrow wet with baby girl cream. Leaning closer Tamara inhaled the fresh scent of baby girl pussy. It filled her nostrils with love and passion. Taylor's eyes were wide as laid there quietly watching her mommy, she breathed harder with each passing minute. She was pleased and aroused beyond anything she had ever felt to see that Tamara was totally enthralled with her. Tamara had waited 5 years for this and wouldn't wait any longer. Spearing her tongue she plunged deep into the little girl's hole. Taylor moaned loudly and lifted her hips to meet her mommy's onslaught. The tongue scooped sweet baby girl cream up and down the pink wet furrow. Tamara swallowed as she went, wanting more of the luscious fluid. Baby girl cream was like crack cocaine to Tamara, and she had found the perfect baby girl to quench her thirst. She wallowed in the pink cleft slurping it all as she moved up and down the darling crevice. She knew she could make Taylor cum but wanted to make this last. She found the little pearl, it was still erect, the wonderful white tip peaking out of its darling pink shell. She lightly fluttered her tongue over it. Taylor moaned and again lifted her hips again to her mommy, spreading her legs and gulping for air. Tamara held the precious angels sweet ass with one hand bringing the pulsating mons closer to her mouth, her other hand smoothed over the babies delicate tits. Taylor was beside herself never had she felt like this, her mind was firing off pleasures she never knew existed.. She felt the hand leave her quivering nipple. Soon she felt it at the entrance to her womb. Taylor moaned, "Oh mommy! Oh mommy! Oh mommy..." as the finger slowly eased into the spiting hole and began to piston in and out. Tamara slithered her tongue over the budding pearl as her finger toke possession. "Oh my a tight angel," she thought to herself. She knew it wouldn't be long, she knew her face would be rewarded with the slime of her precious angel. Her tongue fluttered over Taylor's baby shaft, her finger moving faster. Taylor's body was starting to tense, her breathing very erratic, she arched her back, spreading her legs, her head was thrown deep into the pillow, she whimpered " I love you mommy, oh yes I love you, I love you, I think I always have... I, and... oh... yes... oh yes I am... oh mommy! Never, never like this before... Oh my! It's here! It's here! It's sooooooooo here! I am cumming... oh goodness YES! YES!" the little babies pussy lips fluttered open, her hands grasping her mommy's full head of hair and pulling her face deeper into her wet seething slit of her tender pussy. Tamara smeared her face to the quivering quim as it erupted in spurts of fresh sweet baby girl cum. Oh my Taylor thoughtnever in her life had she ever felt like this. The lights were bright, the slurping continued, the pleasure unending. She realized she was a true baby girl and would always want her mommy as the pleasure over took her mind and left her convulsing in the bed of her new mommy.The room was silent except for the very soft sound of Taylor's gentle breathing. It had been over 20 minutes since the precious angel had erupted in the most incredible orgasm of her life. Even now, 20 minutes later, she still quake occasionally.The sweet angel laid completely relaxed in the thick soft sheets of the bed. Her wonderful body thoroughly sated and her mind completely blank, a wonderful smile upon her face. There could be no doubt that Taylor was in love. Tamara had spent the last 20 minutes in rapture as she slowly sip from her darling's womb. The tip of her tongue gently cleaning, swallowing, and making love to her baby girls still quivering pussy. Yes this was a little girl a mommy could love she thought to herself. Quietly she leaned up the reposed body of her new lover. She again marveled at the beauty of the young baby blond. Her big-nippled tits swayed and rubbed Taylor's stomach as she rose. She licked the tip of both sweet pink nipples and laid down beside the sweet baby. Taylor's eyes open as she was cradled in the strong arms of her lover. She cuddled close, lifting her mommy's large breast and settling her mouth upon it. She closed her eyes as she suckled, her love obvious in each gentle tug of still pink glossed lips. Soon they both fell into a deep sleep.Chapter 5---------The early morning sun was starting to light the sky when Tamara awoke. Her little darling was still snuggled close, her cheek to the side of the voluptuous tit. Tamara looked down and saw a wonderful smile on the face of Taylor. She recalled the events of the night before. The romance, the love, the ultimate passion. Tamara was in love as she gazed at the baby blond beside her. Taylor was gorgeous. She stood and walked to the window. The sun was still a few minutes from being seen but already the wonderful orange streaks across a blue sky were everywhere, The ocean was still, the beach quiet. Tamara stood in her nudity and lost herself in the moment. Taylor woke up and laid quietly in bed. She watched Tamara standing by the window. It started again, the heat. Her eyes surveying that hard muscled body once again. Under the sheets she gently cupped her full tit in her hand. Her eyes passing over her mommy. "Yes, mommy," she said it to herself for the first time, Mommy, she repeated it to herself. Mommy, again she repeated it to herself, she quivered and her nipples grew tight she slide her finger into still wet pussy. She liked having a mommy, no, she loved it, yes she loved it. Her eyes never left her mommy. That massive wonderful feminine body was intimidating but she would do anything she could to please it. She wanted her mommy to want only her. She wanted her mommy to only want her lips suckling her big tits, she wanted her mommy to only want her body laying next to her in bed. Quietly she got out of the bed. Her naked sated body glowing in the morning sun. She stood behind Tamara, happy that she had not been heard her. She slowly wrapped both of her arms around Tamara's waist marveling at the hard rows of muscle and pressed into her mommies back. Tamara smiled and looked down to find her new baby smiling up to her eyes shining in the morning light. She knew her precious angel had come back for more. She turned to Taylor and cupped her chin bringing there lips together for the there first kiss of the day. Her arms enfolding the little one kissing her with all the love that a mommy feels for her baby girl. Taylor was breathless feeling those massive breasts, those hard abs and mommies soft pelt gently rub against her as the kiss never seemed to end. Tamara laid down on the king sized bed. Her body looked spectacular in the morning light. Posing for the little angel, she ran her hands all over her voluptuous body and said, "Come to mommy precious."Taylor standing by the window, her young fresh body again alive and trembling groaned, "Oh yes... oh yes mommy..." and ran to her side. There lips tasting each other, Taylor's hands filling themselves with Tamara's flesh. Taylor felt the pressure of strong hands on her shoulders. She moved lower and soon was greeted with her mommy's inch long nipples. She slurped and suckle both of them and knew she would always want to fall asleep with her mommy's nipple to her lips. The hands pressed her and she continued lower, she rubbed her cheek to the rows of muscled abs her eyes looking back to find Tamara smiling at her. She blushed and whispered, "I love you." The hands pressed her again, and she realized what was expected of her. She had never done anything like this before, she was scared she wouldn't be able to please Tamara. The scent of her lover's pussy rafted up into her nostrils. It was strong, seductive and musky. Tamara spread her legs and the little angel looked upon the womb of her mommy for the first time. Her blue eyes grew wide at the sight. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. So different than hers, her pussy was the slit of a girl, this was the pussy of a mature woman. A patch of thick auburn hair, lips dark clean wrinkled, the inside pink and wet, yes this was the pussy of a mature woman. "It's all for you angel," whispered Tamara, "it has wanted you for many years."Taylor blushed at those words and leaned closer, Tamara reached down and cupped the back of the little babies head. Taylor closer now, witnessed a drop of liquid drip from the core, it made her tremble. She looked to Tamara for guidance, "Take it angel make it belong to you," Tamara groaned pulling the little darlings face to her wet pulsating slit. Taylor imitated Tamara actions from earlier and speared her tongue deep into the hole of her mommy. "Oh YES!" moaned Tamara.Taylor was greeted with thick rich mommy cum and she loved it. She gulped it inside her mouth swirling it, she swallowed and knew this wouldn't be the last pussy she ever licked. "You're my darling pussy licker aren't you sweetheart." She heard Tamara moan. She nodded yes as she continued to lick. Pussy licker she quivered at the thought. She smeared her face all over the quivering mass and up and down. Her tongue licking every crevice and every nook. She felt Tamara's hands moving her face upward, "The top baby girl, mommy wants your tongue at the top!"Her face moved to the top of the slit and found a huge thick shaft of mommy cock. She couldn't believe how big it was, hers was small delicate. This one strong, large, demanding at least an inch long and half that in width. She stared at it for a long time. "It's ok angel, touch it, gently..." Tamara whispered. Tentatively Taylor touched it with the tip of her finger. It felt hard but soft gooey and wet. Tamara arched her hips and moaned. The little precious liked that reaction and slide the hard shaft between her fingers and moved it up and down. "YES! Oh angel, yesss!" moaned Tamara. "Do you want to please me sweetheart? Do you want to please your mommy?""Yes I do, I really do..." pleaded Taylor."Then take me sweet one, make love to me, lick mommy's pussy darling angel."Taylor immediately licked the swollen shaft with the tip of her tongue and plunged two fingers into Tamara's hole. "Ohhhhh yesss," Tamara moaned. "Yessssss!" Swiftly Taylor lashed the hard shaft, her fingers pumping quickly, Tamara was close so close, her muscled body tensing. Taylor in love with her actions smeared her face in her mommy's goo and continued to lash her hard thick shaft. Suddenly Tamara gripped the back of her Taylor's head running her fingers through the wonderful strands of gold as she and pulled her tight to her spitting slit, she arched her back, and long slow of, "OH YESSS!" came from a throaty voice from deep inside of her, Taylor continued to lash the shaft, her hand wet with juice. Tamara moved her darling's face to her quivering hole. Taylor knew what was coming and wanted it more than anything she hard ever received. Suddenly Tamara's body tensed muscles ridged and tight, "It's here angel. Yessss it's here! All for you... all for my sweet wonderful angel, oh baby girl take it all from mommy!" The darling's tongue extended deep into the older woman's pulsating quim ready to accept her mommy's love. She didn't wait long, for it erupted and spit gobs of sweet mommy cum into the little darlings mouth it spit and spit, she tried to swallow it all but couldn't she smeared her face in the spurting goo and knew she would want more of this. She looked up the body of her lover and saw that it had become a huge mass of muscle, nipples long and extended, abs rippling, Tamara's eyes closed, pleasure surging through every pore of her body. Taylor couldn't believe that she could make any woman feel like that much less a goddess like Tamara. The hand behind her head guided her all over her mommy's hot spitting pussy and she loved it. Her fluttering tongue sliding up and down the slit , the crease continued to quiver and shake. Her lovely face dripping with mommy cream. Tamara couldn't believe the orgasm her little darling was giving her. Her entire body was alive and shaking. "Oh precious mommy loves you, that's it sweetheart, oh yesss!"It had started deep in her womb and now her entire body was cresting over the top. Another large quake followed by another large spurt that her darling eagerly lapped at with her tongue. The muscled form of Tamara began to relax. The quivering slowing, the spurts now drops of sweet love. Tamara laid there and looked down to her precious love. The blond hair tousled under her hand. Another little quiver as her Taylor slowly licked and cleaned her mommy's womb. Taylor so in love that she wanted to crawl inside and stay for ever. Tamara held Taylor close to her quivering pussy for a long time. Smearing the precious face all over her wet throbbing hole, relishing the little babies searching and soothing tongue. Soon she looked down to Taylor who looked up to her, her blue eyes in rapture and love. The little angel's face covered with the cum of her mommy. Tamara thought she never looked more beautiful. Stretching her body Tamara felt fulfilled for the first time in many years. The darling blond looked up and Tamara brought her face close to hers. She licked all of her sweet residue from the Taylor's face. Ending with her tongue deep into the baby blond's sweet mouth. Taylor laid on top of her mommy for what seemed like hours just kissing, caressing and loving. The room smelled of passion. The sheets were damp with love. The sun rising in the window highlighted a woman and a girl cuddled closely. For them time stood still. There nude bodies sated as never before. Both very much in love and wondering what the future held for them both. But the future could wait a few more days. The young one again cuddle close in the older woman's arms, lifting the huge firm orb her tongue again swirled allover the still swollen nipple of her mommy. She softly suckled as they both fell asleep to dream of a new found love and the hours of pleasure to come.END
annarealizesherbbcfantasies.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/annarealizesherbbcfantasies.txt	My wife and I are pretty much the most "vanilla" people you can come across. My wife Anna and I are both in our mid-40's. We have grown children, one son living on the East Coast working as a stock portfolio manager, and one daughter halfway through college on the West Coast. I've been a therapist my entire career and have had a small, but thriving practice for the last 15 years. Anna, my wife, has been an elementary school teacher for the last 25 years. I don't know how she does it, but she likes working with the little kids.In my practice I have done a lot with hypnotherapy. Now, I know what you're thinking, but hypnotherapy doesn't work miracles. You can't make someone do something they wouldn't otherwise be inclined to do. So you can't make a total wallflower into the life of the party, nor can you make the nicest person in the world into a raging homicidal maniac. The most relevance to this story, you can't make someone become a sex-crazed nymphomaniac if they're just not sexually adventurous or loose. What you CAN do is open people's minds to be more open to suggestion in areas they're inclined towards or interested in, but have blocks in place that make these suggestions difficult under "normal" circumstances. I've had great success with a number of patients, and I've become pretty good at making people comfortable and open to suggestion.My wife, bless her heart, works with a bunch of 8 year olds all day and then also works in the after school program at her school. So she comes home every day pretty exhausted and ready to just kick off her shoes and relax. I can't really imagine having to herd 33 kids throughout a school day and then keep nearly 50 kids busy after school. She also craves adult interaction, which is probably the reason she kind of enjoys the after school program. She works with 4 other adults there: - Barb - the program administrator. Barb, is a large, heavyset woman in her early 50's who looks like she'd rather be somewhere else, but I don't think she has any other job skills she can do, so she administers the program reluctantly.- Jesse - one of the helpers and the girl in charge of snacks. Jesse is your typical early-20's skater punk who does this for a little extra cash and the very friendly hours. I'm not sure I've ever seen her have the same colored hair ever at all.- Tyrese - another helper and the guy in charge of the sports activities. Tyrese is an enigma. He loves working with the kids. That's really very clear. He's also a mixture of street smart and book smart, but he doesn't seem to apply himself to anything. Well, except for Extreme Sports. He's one of those guys who seems to work out for 4 hours a day, every day. And he's always talking about some race or other competition he's done. Tough Mudders, Spartan Races, whatever. He's done them all, it seems like. So, he's a big, fit guy. Looks like he's at least 6'4", all muscle and no hair (he's obviously shaves his head bald, and even his arms and legs don't look like they have hair). As far as complexion, I'd call him "milk chocolate" not "dark chocolate".- Phil - the retired grandfather who comes in and likes to read to the younger kids and help with the art program.Then there's my wife, whom I love dearly and have built a comfortable life with. Anna can be best described as "looking like a school teacher". She dresses plainly, focusing more on comfort and ease rather than style or sexiness. She's got light blonde hair, which is starting to go a little gray now but it's hard to notice because the blonde hides it well. At 5'5" tall and around 170 lbs, she's past her days of turning heads. She wears her weight pretty well, but her hips and thighs are full. The nice thing is that her breasts are also big, but she never wears anything that accentuates them. When she gets dressed up, she could be best called "cute", mostly because of the style of clothes that she wears. Could she look sexy? Maybe, I guess. If she did her hair and had someone do her make-up, but mostly if someone else bought her clothes. It's generally okay, though. We don't do anything more exciting that going out to dinner or maybe seeing a show. So there's little reason to show off. When she comes home, she's always telling stories about after school program. Lately, she seems to help Tyrese with the sports activities.You can pretty much describe me the same way. I'm 5'10" and 220 lbs, so I'm not going to win any head-turning competitions either. I try to at least keep healthy, though there's definitely a spare tire around my middle. Unfortunately, that tire also intrudes a little on my "size", if you know what I mean. I'm about 5" long fully erect, but it does the job, I guess. Anna and I have a pretty "vanilla" sex life. We get to it once or twice a month, and it's fun. But Anna would rather watch her shows and then go to sleep than bounce around in bed. On one occasion where we were having sex, Anna was riding on top and grinding her hips against me like she usually does. She was making the usual moans and groans, and her eyes were closed and she seemed to be enjoying herself. I like the cowgirl position since it's comfortable and easy, but also lets me mash up her big tits and pinch her nipples. She seems to like both those things while we're making love. This time, though, I really wants to get in her, so I shoved a pillow under my ass which made my cock stick up just a little more. When that happened she said, "Oh, yes, push it up. Push it up further! Go higher! Oh, mmmm, push it up! Please, push it higher!" Well, when you're only 5", there's only so much pushing up I can do. The next couple of times we had sex, she always wanted me to be sure to have that pillow ready. It makes sense that she also loves doggie style as that lets me get as deep as I can, too. Well, that got me wondering about whether my cock was satisfying her or not. But whenever I ask her about it, she always laughs and says, "We've been married for over 25 years, and if I didn't think your cock was satisfying, you'd think I'd have tried something else to satisfy me by now." And she's right. She has never had a vibrator or dildo or any other sex toy, and as far as I know she's never fucked another man while we've been married. But she definitely seemed to want deeper penetration. So I looked online at a sex toy shop and thought about different things that I could buy. Now, my vanilla white wife had an interesting secret in her past. Her high school boyfriend was a black guy named Jakesh. She said she never had sex with him because she wasn't going to lose her virginity in high school, but she never really went into detail about what else she might have done with Jakesh. So, as I was looking for a sex toy, I came upon this huge, black strap-on dildo. It was hollow so that guys could put their cock inside of it, but this monster was 11" long and 2.5" inches thick! I saw that and thought, "Maybe she'll be interested in playing with this..."Turns out, she was NOT interested in playing with that. When I pulled it out of the box, her eyes bugged out of her head and she said, "What the hell is that?! Why did you buy that?! NO WAY we're using that! I can't even imagine that going inside me ANYWHERE!" And that was that. Discussion closed. She wouldn't even begin to entertain the notion of doing that. And to punish me for even THINKING about it, she withheld sex for TWO whole months!Well, one Friday night after a particularly long and grueling week, she came home and broke out crying. It was a tough week, and there were all of these kid problems and parent problems and she just wanted to just leave it all behind. So I said to her, "Let me put you under some hypnotherapy. It will clear your mind and make you feel super rested." Now, she's done it before, so she knew it would help her out, so she agreed to it."Let me just take a shower first, so that I can feel like I'm almost human again.""Sure, go take a shower and I'll get my study set up for it."I went to the study and got the couch set up and brought out my hypnosis tools. As I was getting those set up, she came in."God, that shower really hit the spot. I swear, running around after those kids made me all sweaty and gross.""What sport did Tyrese do today?" I asked."Today was basketball. Covering the kids and then trying to keep Tyrese from scoring got me all winded." she said."Well, just come here and lie down. Get comfortable." I told her.She was wearing her bathrobe and a towel around her head and she came and lay down on the couch."Ok, just relax and try to empty your mind of everything that happened this week." And with that, I started down the path of hypnosis. Because she was so agitated, it took quite a long time. Nearly a half hour! But eventually, I could hear her breathing start to really slow down and become steady."How are you feeling, Anna?""Good.""Are you relaxed?""Yes." she said slowly."Good. Now let your body float like you're drifting down a river." I watched as she mirrored all the things I suggested. At this point, her bathrobe started to gap a little around her breasts and I could see her tits as her chest rose and fell with her breathing. I thought about it, and then decided to see just how open to suggestion she was."Ok. Now, I want you to raise your arms and remove the towel around your head." which she did."Great. I'm going to run my fingers through your hair now, Ok?""Okay.""Good. Now run your hands up and down your body and give yourself a light massage." She started doing that and found her bathrobe getting in the way, so she undid the tie and opened it up. Her hands started lightly rubbing her arms, shoulders, waist, and tummy, but I noticed she was not rubbing her breasts."Why don't you lightly massage your breasts?" I asked her. After a short pause, as if she was thinking about it, she cupped each breast into a hand and started to massage."How does that feel?" I asked her."That's nice. Feeling nice." she said calmly. I didn't want to cross a line too soon as that would cause the hypnosis to fail, so I let her do that to herself for several minutes."Ok, try pinching your nipples now." She moved her hands up a little and started to pinch both nipples between her thumb and forefinger. At that point, she let out a long sigh with just the hint of a moan."Is that good?""Yes, it's good.""Can I help?""Yes."And with that, I took one of her nipples into my mouth and she let out a long moan."Oh, yes, that's good. Lick it, make it hard, Tyrese!"TYRESE?! Did she just say Tyrese?! Was she fucking around behind my back? "Is Tyrese your lover?" I asked her."No.""Do you want him to be your lover?" I asked her.She paused and furrowed her brow as if she was thinking hard."Yes."I was absolutely shocked! I had no idea that she wanted Tyrese to be fucking her! She had brought him up in conversation, of course. I guess a LITTLE more than the other people, but it seemed to make sense since she worked with him more. But maybe THAT'S why she wanted to work with him more!"What is it about him that makes you want him to fuck you?" I asked her."His body is so hard. He is not soft anywhere.""What about his cock?"She giggled (GIGGLED!). "I don't know about that. I assume it can get equally hard, too." She was still rubbing her nipples (she started back on the other one when I let go). And now her legs and hips started to move some. I looked down at her pussy and I could see that it was starting to glisten with wetness. She didn't shave her pussy (she was too reserved to do that), but she at least kept it trimmed. I put a finger against her lips and she took it into her mouth and began to suck. She was definitely revved up now! I took it out and touched her clit with it and started to circle it."OH YES, PLEASE DO THAT. OH, IT'S GOOD! SO GOOD!""Do you want Tyrese to do this to you?""Yes.""Does it make you horny thinking about it while you're at school?""Yes. I get horny at the program. I was horny playing basketball today. I hope no one could smell my pussy." SHE WAS SO WET THAT SHE FEARED HER PUSSY SMELL WOULD BE NOTICEABLE! I couldn't believe it! "Do you know how big Tyrese's cock is?""No. Well, sorta." she said."What does that mean?" I asked her."Sometimes, he wears athletic shorts and I can see the outline of his cock." she said."How big do you think it is?" I asked her."It's probably at least 6 inches when it's soft. I don't know if he's a grower or a shower, though," she said."Do you imagine what it's like to have his cock inside you?" I asked."Yes.""When do you do that?" I asked."A lot. usually after school. Sometimes when we fuck." she said.Ah, so that's why she closes her eyes, I bet! Her hips were really starting to gyrate now, and I could see her pussy lips start to part a little. She was starting to drip fluid now. There was no doubt she was ready to be fucked. Her noises were now fully sexed and her body was now completely in heat. And that's when I came up with the idea."Do you want to know what it feels like to be fucked by his big black cock?" I asked her."Oh, yes, so much. Uggghhhhh, oh I want it so much!" she almost yelled. Her nipples were totally standing up by this time, and now she was starting to stroke her pussy lips. So I went upstairs and got that big strap-on and the bottle of lube I bought and put it on. I was totally naked except for this enormous cock that was sticking straight out from me. I went downstairs to see if this would be accepted under her hypnosis or not.When I got back to my study, Anna was in full fuck mode. I'm not sure I'd ever seen her so hot before!I said, "When I count to 3, you'll open your eyes and you'll see Tyrese standing in front of you." I wasn't sure that was going to be true, since I'm not a 6'4" black man. But I did have a nearly foot long black cock on!"...1...""...2...""...3..."She opened her eyes and looked up. She looked at that big dildo and then looked me in the eyes and said, "Oh, I always knew you'd be a big stud, Tyrese."OH. MY. GOD! In her mind, she was looking at Tyrese standing in front of her. I came closer to her and she put first one hand then another around the black cock. "You're so hard already! I want to taste you!" and she put it in her mouth! She started sucking on it and slobbering all over it. I don't think I needed the lube! She started to lick all up and down the shaft and even got to the balls. My own balls were sticking out just a little, so she licked those. That felt so wonderful! Why didn't she ever do that for me?So here goes the big bet! I said, "Anna, baby, do you want me to fuck you with this big, black cock?"Her response was immediate, "YES! OH YES! Please fuck me! I've wanted to feel you inside me for so long! I'm dripping wet for you, can't you see?" At that point, she had spread her legs as far apart as they would go. Her pussy was swollen and red and wet as a swamp. You could FEEL the heat rising from it. Anyone could see she was ready to get fucked! I just wasn't sure what fucking her with this monster was going to do. For most of her adult life, she had only had a pretty modestly average sized cock penetrate her. Now, she was going to take nearly a foot of cock?! This I had to see! So, I went to the edge of the couch and positioned myself to fuck her missionary. It was strange having so much cock in front of me. I could hold it and guide it in with plenty of space between our bodies. Normally, our bodies are so close together that we have to feel where each other's sex organs are, but not only could I see her pussy, but I could see it all happening. I took the head of "Tyrese's cock" and guided it into Anna's pussy. After a little pushing, it popped! right it."Oohhh!" came the moan from Anna. "OH MY GOD! OH-MY-GOD! OH FUCK! It's so thick!"I hadn't even pushed it in past the head! I realized at that point that maybe I should help her out a big and grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some right on her pussy and then all around the shaft of the cock. Then I pushed it in."OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK ME! TYRESE! IT'S ALREADY SO DEEP! OH MY GOD! OH FUCK!" And that was just the reaction from pushing about 4 inches of it in her! It wasn't even as deep as I could normally go, but because it was so thick she obviously thought it was deep inside her. I started to gently go in and out at this point, and she started to grunt and moan at every thrust.She looked down at the cock that was fucking her and said, "OHMYGOD, that's so beautiful! Your cock inside me is the most amazing feeling!""Do you want more?" I asked."OH YES! YEEEESSS!! GIVE ME MORE!" she screamed. I slide in a couple more inches at that point, and it looked like it was about halfway in. the great thing was that I could see the cock fucking her like I was watching a porn movie. "Do you like it?" "I love it! I love it so much! Unnnggggghh!" She came for the first time right then. She threw her head back and gritted her teeth and arched her back up and tried to impale herself onto Tyrese's cock even though she was under me. "Give me more! I want it all! Please fuck me with all of your cock! Please push in! Please, please, PLEEEEZE give it to me!"And so I gave her what she wanted. Another couple of strokes and it was all inside her, and we were as close together as we normally were. Except there was more than twice as much cock inside her than normal."OH MY GOD! OH I CAN FEEL IT IN MY STOMACH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? YOU ARE MAKING ME LOVE THIS COCK! I have only loved my husband but now I love him and your cock, Tyrese! I LOVE YOUR COCK AND BEING FUCKED BY YOU!"Anna had NEVER been this vocal during our lovemaking. Oh, she made sounds. Nice moans and groans, but she never said a lot of words. In fact, almost the only words she'd ever said was, "Push up!" But now that I was fucking her with this big black dildo, she was talking like a porn star!"OH I LOVE IT! UNNGHH! OHHHH! OH FUCK! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME? I CAN'T STOP! I CAN'T STOP MY HIPS FROM BUCKING! WHAT AM I DOING? AAHHH UNGHH!" And that's when she came again! She NEVER cums more than once with me! And not only did she cum again, but she pushed me away and a huge squirt of liquid flew out of her pussy! It got all over the couch and onto the floor! But more amazing than that was what she was doing now that she had this huge cumming. I looked back at her and she was shaking like a leaf! She was shaking and convulsing and her eyes were all rolled back in her head. My normally demure, conservative, plain vanilla schoolmarm of a wife was a total cock whore right now and she was cumming over and over again without anyone even touching her!"Are you okay? What's going on?" I asked her."Ah... Uh... I... can't... uh... stop...uhuhuhuhuhuhuh... CUMMING!!" she said with a HUGE smile on her face and her eyes still rolled back. It was obvious she couldn't control any of her muscles because it looked like she was having a seizure. This went on for at least a full 30 seconds before she was able to lie back down on the couch and control her movements. She was still enjoying the effects of her squirting orgasm, though. Her legs were bicycling back and forth and her hands were running up and down her body caressing and pinching things. She even put 2 fingers into her cunt and scooped out a bunch of pussy juice and licked it off her fingers. She HATED tasting her own pussy juice! She thought it was "disgusting" and she never wanted to put either my fingers or my cock into her mouth after they had come into contact with her pussy. But she was a different woman now.She was a woman who craved sex and who loved being a thing made for sex. Just for sex. Right now, she was not a wife or a mother or a teacher or a friend or even a polite stranger. Right now, she was a thing made for sex. Her brain had shut off all those other areas and had put her sex part in charge.And I loved it. And I took advantage of it. I fucked her for over an hour in that state. The whole time she believed I was Tyrese. Oh the things she said during our fucking. It wasn't lovemaking. It was fucking. We did everything but anal. I wasn't sure if I was ready for it, although when I was fucking her doggie style with Tyrese's cock, I stuck my thumb in her pussy to get it all lubed up and then circled her puckered ass hole while she was taking 8 inches of black cock. Her grunts were purely animal, and she did not say anything about staying out. So I pushed it in and then she came again. She almost never cums from doggie style, but she came from it tonight with almost the entire cock in her pussy and my thumb in her ass.Finally, I had to cum. I was so worked up by that point that I was going crazy! I told her to hold on her hands and knees and then I took off the strap-on and entered her with my own throbbing cock."What are you doing?" she asked."What do you mean? I'm fucking you again!" I said."What?! Don't tease me! Put it back in!" she pleaded. The thing was, my cock WAS in her. And I WAS fucking her, but she apparently couldn't tell! I had stretched out her pussy so much during this fuck session, that she could literally not tell my cock was in her pussy! That realization was oddly the thing that took me over the edge, and I came a huge torrent of cum inside her. The two months of forced abstinence plus all the pent up horniness made me cum harder in her than I ever had. She heard it, but I guess that was the main hint for her that "Tyrese" had given her his cum. After I pulled out, she lay down on her belly and the noise she made nearly sounded like a cat's purr. She then reached down to her pussy and dug out my cum and her pussy juice and cleaned her fingers with her mouth again. I had NO IDEA that she even had these kinds of THOUGHTS in her head much less the inclination to ever do such a thing!At that point, I thought it was time to snap her out of it."When I count to 3 again you will close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep," I said."...1...""...2...""...3..."And she was asleep. I cleaned up my study at that point, sopping up her squirt off the hardwood floor and using a soapy hand towel to clean the couch as best I could. I also used it to clear up Anna's body which by that point had become this big sticky mess. She needed another shower! There wasn't much I could do about the cum inside her, though she did do a pretty good job of eating most of it, it seemed. I then cleaned the strap-on and put it back in its hiding place and then went back downstairs to wake her."When I count to 3 again you will wake and feel super refreshed," I said."...1...""...2...""...3..."Her eyes opened and she looked up at me and said, "Wow! That was great. I feel totally rested! And my headache is gone, too. Thanks, hun!" When she got up she said, "Whoa, why am I so sore? I guess all that basketball...?" she glanced at me quickly.I looked at her and thought about how I should respond and finally said, "Well, I guess you got a good workout, eh? That's what you get playing with a bunch of kids and a guy 20 years your junior.""MMmmm hmmmm... Guess so," she said.END
bikini.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/bikini.txt	A short time ago, I saw a question on the internet from someone asking about how to wear a skimpy bikini trunks in public and also a reply that such was not a problem in Europe. This exchange reminded me of several things that happened to me, all of which were my own fault. I have always been partial to wearing bikinis. I guess this comes from my experience as a swimmer. A brief suit causes less water resistance and water resistance is important to overcome, important to the point where almost all competitive swimmers also shave before a big race. I also am pretty well hung. When my cock is flaccid it's a good 6-1/2" and when I'm in a boner state, I expand to a healthy 9" and a good 6" around. Yes I've messured, you tell me what guy hasn't.***Well, some years passed and I still resisted wearing those cumbersome boxer shorts that are the customary male attire on the beach. I managed by wearing a small boxer shorts over my bikini, then walking around the pool a few times. After that, I'd lie down, make a bit of a production out of putting on lotion and removing the boxers and then lie in the sun. I'd look to see who was noticing or not and their reaction. If it seemed ok, then I'd go in the water, perhaps even walk around the pool once more. In a few cases, I'd even managed to wear a thong bikini under the regular bikinis and strip down to that, but I'd never done "the walk" in them. I did notice that after a few times, some of the other guys had taken to wearing briefs -- proof to me that men were as much slaves to fashion as were women. I especially enjoyed the looks of the girls and nearly came in my bikini trunks when a woman of about thirty or so gave me a wolf-whistle and spent that particular afternoon sunning my back! Still, it was an elaborate procedure so imagine my reaction when I did go to Europe for a summer. I immediately noticed, looking out the hotel window, that the women freely went topless and all the men, almost all, wore briefs. There was a row of lovely young women, all topless, several propped up on their elbows. One in particular was breathtaking. I had never know what was really meant by the expression that "people go topless and no one even notices" until that moment. There was not a hint of exposure in her eyes. Her long black hair hung behind her and those ripe breasts soaked in the sun. She looked so lovely and so innocent at the same time baring her breasts for all to see. It was quite a revelation to me. I noticed that the tide went out over night and the next morning the many buoys were lying on the sand. As I walked along the beach, I noticed they were attached to chains which in turn were very securely fastened, perhaps anchored, deep underneath the sand. As the tide came in, they floated and served as guides as to where to swim and where not to and where the horses could be ridden as they did ride horses there in the mornings. I went back to the hotel and put on my bikini trunks, the most revealing one I could find, but one with a drawstring. I walked way out to swim for awhile and then simply walked along the beach as the tide came in, somewhat taken aback by the fact that no one noticed me. "Well, you wanted it this way, didn't you?" I asked myself and realized that the danger was a critical element. I needed to work that in, somehow. The solution came in the form of those buoys. I swam out as the beach was now very crowded and moved next to one of them. Under the water, I removed the bikinis and tied them to one of the chains, underwater now, of the buoys and then swam away from it. I could stand waist deep in the water and look to the beach and see the women looking out to the horizon. I imagined that the water was not there and it was an overwhelming turn on. That girl was there, too, and make eye contact as I then began to swim, hoping that she would see I was naked as I moved along. I think she did. When I looked back to where my bikini was, I was frightened. A crowd of bathers was congregated around that buoy. Nothing to do with the bikini, but they effectively made it impossible for me to retrieve them. I was stuck in the water. I felt very vulnerable at this point and looked to the beach. A couple of the girl's friends were looking with interest and one seemed to know and enjoy my plight. However, soon the crowd around my bikini dissipated and I retrieved it and walked out of the water, making a point to walk past the row of girls, not making eye contact, acting as if I didn't notice them, but checking their reactions out of the corner of my eye. They were watching, that's for sure. I picked out a spot nearby and moved my towel there, stretching out in the sun. I could hear them, but not understand much of what they said as I did not know the language. Their conversation, however, did have the work "bikini" and "American" repeated often and occasional giggles. I closed my eyes and simply let my mind dwell on them, sometimes requiring me to turn over, but eventually I relaxed on my back and fell asleep, pleasantly. As I woke up, I decided to repeat the experience. This time, however, as I swam away, the girls ran to the water, cut off my return to my bikini, and swam up to me. They were so lovely I'd lost all consciousness of being naked. The one I'd first noticed approached me, smiling seductively, and spoke, eventually in English when she found I couldn't speak her language. She moved to me, brushing her breast against my side and giving me a light kiss on the cheek. God, I was in heaven! She spoke in her language to the others as we moved, eventually coming up against another buoy. It was all so quick. As I think back, I still can't figure out how they did it, but I was soon handcuffed to the chain, arms behind my back. they ran their hands over me, one moved down and submerged her head, playing with my now erect cock. Another was moving her hands along my legs. Two were playing with each other. Soon I came in the water, nearly collapsing, grateful that the salt water helped my keep my feet. Then they left, leaving me handcuffed. I tried to call them back, but one just looked back over her shoulder as she skipped away, her breasts bouncing, and blew me a kiss, "Later," she said. Now I was trying to work my way out of the cuffs, but to no avail. The water soon got colder and colder to me and I was shivering. Naked, handcuffed, in a foreign country. I began to panic and thrash around but stopped when I noticed I was attracting attention. I decided to wait until they came back, hoping I'd be let go. What I hadn't thought of, and didn't realize until a couple hours later, was the tide receding. Soon the water was down to my waist and receding rapidly. The girls did come back, dressed as before, but they simply sat on the beach and waited and watched. They wanted to see how I'd behave as the water kept receding. I got down to my knees as the water lowered. Soon I had to lie on my stomach, my bare ass exposed, but then I was also worried that the handcuffs would attract attention. No matter what I did, I was trapped, eventually exposed and helpless on a public beach. Then and only then did they approach, smiling. So lovely and yet so cruel, so enticing and yet so sadistic. In spite of myself, I grew erect again as one of them tied my cock and balls. They took their turns on me, lowering their pussies onto my cock and bringing themselves to orgasm. All this as onlookers kept a small distance. I was completely out of my mind at this point, lust overtaking embarrassment long ago. I struggled to come, but that binding prevented me until one untied me and stroked me with her hand. I made a huge mess and then I collapsed. 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 49
hooker.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/40/hooker.txt	Jean was a wealthy woman who was in to the BDSM scene. She had paid for services of slaves for years now, even had one on a full time basic. She was white in her mid 30 and wealthy enough to do anything she wanted. That day at work she had called the agency and told them she wanted a black slut for the weekend to use. They promised one would arrive at 6 tonight. She called her full time Mexican maid and slave and told her she had the night off.She showered when she got home and dressed in her favorite nightie, a see through short one. She was going to enjoy using the slut tonight.At 6 pm, the doorbell ranged as she got up and answered it. A large black lady in her late 20s was standing there. She was at least a foot taller than her with a nice large ass and tits that she could paddle all night long if she wanted. Her pussy was just wetting at the thought, as she demanded her to go to the center of the room and undressed while she took a seat on the couch. She started rubbing her pussy as she saw her large breast pop out when her bra was removed and then the huge ass when the panties fell down. She was going to fuck that ass good with her strap-on tonight.The woman turned around and stood there awaking instructions while Jean was massaging her pussy harder in anticipation."Slut, get on your knees and crawl over here and lick my cunt." She yelled. "Time to meet your mistress you whore."The large black lady when on her knees and crawled over as Jean lifted her nightie and pulled her panties to the side for her face. When she arrived, she wasted no time grabbing her hair shoving her face deep in her cunt. "Lick bitch," she said grinding her cunt rapidly on her face. She was using her as a toy rubbing her cunt on her nose as she tried to lap at her pussy. She needed little time cumming on her face."Get your ass on my lap." She commanded her. "Time to spank some black ass tonight and yours is big enough."The black lady slowly got over her lap as Jean pulled her into position and wasted no time slapping her large ass cheeks. She was begging for mercy in no time but Jean was going to show her who was boss and kept slapping."I'm going to fuck this ass of yours tonight slut and you're going to lick my white ass to thank me." She yelled down at her. "I've got a big black dildo just right for your big asshole."She was really enjoying the feeling of dominating the larger lady when the lady slid off her lap and got up with tears in her eyes."Did I say you could get up? Get your ass back down here now or I have you on the streets begging for money as a whore." She yelled at her. "I know plenty of important people who can screw you good slut.""No you want," said the black lady and slapped Jean hard across the face knocking her back on the couch. The lady then threw a punch to her stomach, which took the breath out of her."You bitch," Jean screamed and tried to reach up to grab her when the woman hit her jaw with another punch sending her flat on the couch and then turned around and fell on her ass in the mid section of her stomach. She couldn't breathe for the pain as she felt her ribs were broken."No more," she screamed moaning from the floor in pain. "Please, I won't tell anybody. Just go.""No way," said the woman. "It's payback time for your white ass. She grabbed her by the hair dragging her off the couch like a child screaming. Her size was too great to escape as she found herself be put over the woman lap as she struggled to get free."Time to put some color in your white ass slut and my name is mistress to you." The woman commented.She started slapping Jean ass in earnest as she squirmed and screamed at the top of her lungs. She had never been in this position. She had always dished it out and didn't care if they could take it or not. Her ass was on fire as she pleaded and begged. Her cunt, which was soaking wet earlier, was starting to get wet again even though the pain was horrible. She found herself starting to get horny as hell and quit struggling on the woman lap. She found herself doing something very strange to her. She started pleading to be the woman slut toy.The black lady quit spanking her ass and starting laughing at her. "What have we here a rich white bitch that wants to be a black lady slut?""Yes, mistress," Jean cried below her. She couldn't fight the urge between her legs. Her pussy was now soaking wet at the thought.Her new mistress pushed her off her lap on the floor causing her to scream as her ass hit the carpet."Get your white face in my cunt slut and you better lick good or I'll beat that white ass of yours all night long." She yelled at her.Jean had never licked pussy before but got on her knees and put her face in the woman large hairy bush. She started licking slowly as the woman grabbed both of her ears pulling her face deep in her cunt cutting off most of her air supply. Her ears hurt from the pulling as she started licking harder and the wetness between her legs was growing. Damn, the humiliation was turning her on more than her domination of sluts she knew in the past. She licked faster as she finally tasted the cum of her mistress rolling down her chin.The black lady pushed her away and got up and bent over with her large ass inches from Jean face as she stared at the ass she lusted for earlier."I got another hole for you to lick you white trash." She laughed. "Get you tongue in there."Jean crawled forward and started licking her cheeks and then working in between to her large hairy asshole. Licking around it, she started working her tongue inside slowly at first till it loosened and then in rapid motion as a dildo. The lady was moaning shoving her ass back and forth on her face. She could see her put her hand to her pussy rubbing it as Jean continued to tongue fuck her ass. Finally she bucked on Jean face and came."Go to your room slut and get that big black dildo you promise me." She commanded. "I have just the place to put it in.She smiled down at Jean face covered with cum.Jean got up and went to the table drawer pulling out the dildo and brought it back."Where does this cock go slut?" The black lady asked."Up my white ass mistress. I've been a bad girl." Jean whispered."Bend over slut." The woman above commanded.Jean turned around and bent over and spread her ass for her mistress who wasted no time shoving the fake cock up her ass. She felt like her ass was being ripped in half as she had done to many sluts in the past herself. It was everything she could do to remain standing holding her ass apart and trying not to cry out."There now slut. You're a stuff pig now for me to use. Get on all fours and crawl around. I want to hear you oink as you crawl." The woman commanded laughing at her discomfort.A hard slap on her upper thighs and Jean fell to the floor on all fours and started crawling, oinking as she crawled."Louder slut." The woman called out."Oink! Oink!" Jean kept crawling oinking in humiliation with her ass wiggling with the dildo deeply buried inside. Juices from her pussy were falling on the floor in her excited state. Her mistress gave her a kick in the ass to help her move faster."Much better, now remember to wiggle that fat white ass of yours more." The woman instructed. Jean kept crawling and oinking for her mistress while trying to shuffle her ass more and more to the side. Her mistress finally got in front of her and told her to lick her large feet as she fell down and started lapping on them as a dog in heat."I'm going to really enjoy putting a dog leash on your neck bitch," she yelled down at Jean tonguing her feet. "I'm going to use that white ass and face of yours till you beg to serve any black mistress. Now get up on your feet bitch and suck on my beautiful tits."Jean got up from her position on the floor as the woman grabbed her hair and forced her mouth on her large tit. She tried to get most of it in her mouth and started sucking on it as she felt her reach down and grabbed her cunt hair pulling on them. She started sucking harder as the woman thinking she was going to pull them out if she didn't do a better job. The quip on her hairs kept her pinned to her as she inhaled more of the tit in her mouth working her tongue on it inside. "That's better slut." The woman commanded. "Now the other one."Jean ass was moving sideways as her cunt hurt from the pulling. She couldn't get loose of the quip and started working the other tit like the last as she could hear her moaning in pleasure at her discomfort."Much better slut," she said releasing Jean hair from her head and pussy as Jean put her hand down between her thighs to see if it was still there. Rubbing her cunt she thought her hairs must have grown 2 inches during the assault.The lady wasn't near done with her yet as she grabbed her pussy in hand."Get on the floor on your belly slut and spread those white legs of yours wide." She was commanded.Jean fell to the floor and spread her legs wide. Her pussy was still sore but her ass hurt more from the stretch it was being put in. The lady put her foot on the dildo in her ass and push down causing Jean to yell."From now on you're my slut and toy. Do you understand slut." She pushed down again on the dildo."Yes, yes, mistress. I'm your slut. I'll be your toy. Please don't push." Jean yelled up."I think I'm going to live here for a while with you slut." She was instructed. Do you have any objections? You get to lick my ass and serve me all the time. Wouldn't that be nice?""Yes mistress." Jean moaned, as the pain in her ass was getting intolerable. "I'll do anything mistress. My ass is yours. Please mistress, no more, please.""Worm around on the floor for me slut." The woman commanded. "I want those tits of yours to feel that carpet. Do you understand? Keep those legs wide."Jean started scooting forth on the carpet. Her tits was feeling like pins were going through them but she dared not disobey or this woman would probably stomp on her ass. She had been cruel to her slaves but never like this. She kept crawling and begging as her tits were starting to feel like they were being sandpapered."Had enough, slut?" The woman teased her tapping her ass with her foot. "Are you going to be a good slut from now on?""Yes mistress, please." Jean yelled loud. "I'll be a good slut.""Crawl to the corner and put your face in it." The woman told her. "Keep your ass bent over while I watch TV. I'll tend to you later."Jean got up and ran to the corner and bent forward with her face in it. Her ass was sticking straight out still plugged and her tits were red from the carpet burn. She could hear the TV playing but dared not looked back. She hoped the lady would go to sleep early. She remained for about 30 minutes till the lady called."Get your ass over here slut. I need a footrest. Your ass will do for a while." She heard her yell.Jean ran over and got down on the carpet with head on floor and ass high. She felt the lady lay her foot on the upper part of her ass."Don't move slut or I'll shove that dildo so deep in your ass; you'll never get it out." The woman instructed her.Jean remained motionless with the extra weight shifting on her butt. She remained that way for a good hour."I have to pee, slut. Take me to the bathroom." She demanded.Jean got up and led the lady to the up stairs bedroom. She started to sit on the john when she saw a funnel item attached over the bathtub."What's that for slut? The woman asked.Jean started crying but replied. "I use it to pee in my slaves mouth." She was hoping she didn't see it."And how do you do that slut." The woman smiled at her."I make them get in the tub and put the funnel in their mouth and then squat on them and pee," she cried.The lady got up. Assume position slut. Time you drink piss.Jean still crying stepped into the tub as she had made her house girl and all her previous victims do in the past. She knew the routine as she got on her back in the tub and put the large funnel in her mouth. The top of the funnel was about 4 inches with the bottom was 2. It filled her mouth and left it open for whatever was put in. She watched her mistress get up and come over. Straddling her head backwards, she slowly lowered herself down on the funnel while adjusting her position so that her pussy was centered on it. Jean could see her asshole twitching only inches from her face and awaited her fate. Her wait was not long, as she felt her mistress piss flowing in her mouth and she tried to swallow as fast as she could to keep from choking. It was like trying to down a full drink in one large swallow. It tasted salted but she didn't care as she was swallowing as fast as she could. Finally it ended when she thought she was going to choke.The mistress got up and out of the tub looking back at Jean tearful face."Time to wash off slut," she said and turned the cold water on as it splashed on her face down below and all over her breasts. Seeing her soaking wet and shaking, she turned it back off."Clean your funnel and mouth slut and shave that hairy pussy of yours. There better be no hair down there when you come downstairs or I'll pull it out one by one." She warned her. She walked out the room leaving Jean lying in the tub soaking wet with the taste in her mouth.Jean got up totally humiliated but sexually excited. She had never been this horny before. She had always dished it out and never thought how it must have felt. She didn't enjoyed that last event but the wetness between her legs told her she would never go back now. The dildo was starting to relax in her asshole now and she pushed it deeper in and grabbed some scissors and razor and began the task of removing her pussy hairs. She thought she would come with every touch of it. Finally she inspected it and removed the hairs remaining and when downstairs. This lady had made her nothing but a bitch like she had done to others and she was drooling for more punishment.Her mistress was seated in a chair when she came down and immediately demanded she come over and sat on her lap as a child. She adjusted her so her ass was over the edge and she grabbed the dildo in her ass and demanded that she tell her all her past deeds and others who had help her. She was delighted when Jean told on her mother who would come over and enjoy her slaves more than her. She told on them all as her mistress worked the dildo in and out her ass not caring if it got them in trouble or not. Her mistress had enough information to put them all in jail if she wanted but right now Jean had to come and she was rocking back and forth on the plug."Get your ass up slut." She commanded Jean. "You will call your house girl and tell her what had happened and that she now works for me. She is to go over to your mother's house and pick her up and bring her to me. She can do what she wants with her as long as she is here by 7. As for that bitch mother of yours, she's going to get her white ass kicked by a real woman. I plan to make her my slut too. Call her up and tell her she is to be naked at the door awaiting Amber when she arrives. Tell her if she dares disobeys, the films you been taken will be all over the news tomorrow."Jean knew she was in trouble and pleaded for her mistress not to include the others with no avail. She had told on them all and didn't even get to come. Crying she went to the phone and made the calls. Amber was in joy at the thought of course and even made her tell her that she wanted to lick her asshole over the phone. Her mother on the other hand yelled at first and then started crying over the phone. There was no escape now; as she pleaded, Jean hung the phone up.Jean competed the evening bathing her new mistress and preparing her meal. Her mistress took great delight in making her lick her food from her pussy and ass. Finally 7 pm came and the dreaded knock on the door. Her mistress demanded she answer it still totally nude with butt plugged.When she opened the door, she saw her mother totally nude in front of her. Her hands were tied behind her back and her tits were roped together with stripes across them. A cloth pin was attached to her pussy clit. Her maid Amber, a lot smaller than her mother in height, was standing behind her with her hand doing something in back of her mother ass. She was smiling and her mother was moaning. Amber was grinning when she saw Jean and Jean could sense the fear of revenge in her eyes. She moved aside as they entered and noticed that mother favorite dildo was inserted in her own asshole and Amber was pushing it in and out. Her ass was totally striped in back also."Come in." Her mistress called from inside the living room. "Slave Jean go clean the dishes while I talk to Amber for awhile."Jean went into the kitchen and started washing the dishes grateful that she didn't have to be in the living room at the moment. When they were completed, she cleaned off and walked back in. Her mother was over her mistress lap and her ass and thighs were totally red. She was pleading and promising to be a good slave and slut. Amber was at her side pulling on the clamps on her tits as she yelled. Seeing her walk in, Amber stopped and grinned at Jean as she walked across the room.Amber slapped her hard on the face."On your knees slut. Kiss my feet." Amber commanded her.Jean got on her belly and started kissing Amber feet which she loved to use a belt on. Amber was laughing at her and started putting one toe and then two in her mouth at a time as she sucked on them."You must not be enjoying the taste of my foot slut," she said and walked behind her. She put her big toe in Jean ass and pushed the dildo down hard in it."You want to do a better job this time slut." Amber yelled."Yes mistress," Jean yelled as she removed her foot and crawled around and started sucking harder."Much better slut," said Amber.She finally removed her foot from her mouth."Since you like my ass so much, crawl around and lick it slut." Amber commanded her. "I remember all the days I wasn't able to sit after you was through with it and it's payback time, bitch."Jean crawled behind and started tonguing her asshole. She knew she better do a good job because her ass was going to be blistered in a litter while and maybe she could save some of it. She could hear her mistress telling her mother to dance in front of her and knew the clamps must be pinching her tits while she was doing it. She kept focus on Amber ass at present and continued licking."Better get use to the taste, slut," Amber called down. "Donna has made me her personal trainer for both of you sluts and I planned to spank those big asses of ya till you can't sit for days."Jean started pushing her tongue deeper inside as she felt her own cunt wetting at the thought. She was no longer proud and arrogant. All she wanted to be now was a slut toy. Amber was laughing at something and moved to the side to show Jean her mother. Donna had grabbed her mother by her clit with a good grip on it while she was dancing and her mother was yelling that she was a slut, whore, and all other names as she kept wiggling her ass while she danced for her mistress. Amber sat on a chair and demanded Jean crawl over and lick her pussy as she watched the action from across the room.Donna released her grip on her mother pussy and told her to turn around and continue dancing. She grabbed the dildo in her ass and was shoving it in and out while she wiggled it. Her mother was sweating and tiring fast. Her asshole would never be the same again as she tried desperately to maintain the dance while pleading for mercy. Finally, Donna stopped."I have to pee slut. You know the routine I am told." Donna told her. "You better be there and ready when I get there."Jean mother started running towards the bathroom upstairs while holding the dildo in her ass. Donna and Amber was laughing at her as Amber climax on Jean face down below.Get on your back on the floor and put that worthless ass of yours up in the air. I got a score to settle with it." Amber demanded.Jean turned over and got on her back and lifted her legs over her mistress knees so her ass was a perfect target for her new trainer. Amber grabbed her ankles to secure her position."I always hated looking at your fat ass but I guess it's not that bad after all," she said and raising her hand brought it down hard on Jean ass as she yelled. "Plenty more to go slut."Amber was slapping her ass hard and fast as Jean was wailing down below and could do nothing about it. The dildo popped out of her ass due too the hard slaps as she wiggled her ass helplessly. She was crying like a baby when Amber finally stopped. She knew she better not sit for awhile after that. Amber let go her legs as she flopped down on her butt and jumped from the pain of the carpet."Get your dildo with your mouth slut and bring it to me so I can shove it up your worthless ass." Amber commanded her.Jean crawled over and picked up the dildo with her mouth and brought it back over. Amber made her open her mouth as she toyed with her shoving it in and out before she made her turn around and spread her ass cheeks. Her asshole was sore and she pleaded with her to be gentle. Instead she pushed it in while 2 shoves causing her to yell out in pain.Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan
gloryhole.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/gloryhole.txt	Were finally here, I thought to myself as we pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles from our house. Jean, my twenty-eight year old wife, had been asking questions about it for some time now. She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there, what went on in there, what might happen if we went in there. She had heard about glory holes, especially as they were used by the gay community for anonymous oral sex. But she also wondered what she might do in there, wondered what might be done to her in there. For months now, she had raised the occasional question, the probing inquiry. But now we were here, parked, ready to go inside.Jean was dressed for the event. She wore a short dress that was low cut, showing off her firm tits. She had lots of tan shoulder and arm exposed, lots of sexy leg. Only three buttons on top kept the dress on her. It could be removed in an instant. Underneath she wore, at my suggestion, nothing. Her sandals made her legs look so tan, so naked.And now she was letting herself out of the car. As she stood in the parking lot, she looked around to see if anyone was there who might recognize her. She didnt want to be seen going into an adult book store. She didnt want to have to explain anything to anybody she might know. We hurried towards the door and went inside.As Jean went amongst the many men looking at magazines on racks, I bought a ton of video booth tokens, hoping for the best. When I walked towards her, I saw the men staring at her, looking at her body, wondering why she was there. She seemed not to notice them as she paged through an issue of Barely Legal. When she saw me, she showed me a picture of two very young girls, hardly any tits at all, kissing each other deeply. It was a sexy picture.Jean continued looking through the mags, browsing with all the men, getting their attention. She examined the entire range of magazines: gay cocks slapping against each other, lesbian pussy on display, shemales ejaculating, tit whipping, group sex... the whole range available in the store. The men never took their eyes off her. Finally she was hot enough from the magazines to take my hand and say "Lets find a hole". We headed down the back hall towards the private booths. She opened the door of one and saw multiple holes in both side walls. She looked down at the floor and saw the cum stains. Then she proceeded to move down the hall, opening each door and inspecting the holes, evaluating the best opportunity for anonymous sex. Several men had followed us and were waiting to see which booth she would select.When she opened the door to a booth near the middle of the hall, she stopped dead. On one wall there was the usual arrangement of two or three holes at cock level. On the other wall, however, there was a huge hole giant, really at cock level and with two smaller holes above it. She walked in. I followed and shut the door. As Jean peered through the holes to see if anyone was in the adjacent booths, I pumped tokens into the video machine. Up came a video of a woman fucking a very young girl while another young girl watched.We immediately heard the doors open on both adjacent booths. Whoever was in the booth with the giant hole did not hesitate. He was already sticking his hand and arm through one of the two smaller upper holes, reaching for one of Jeans breasts. She stood directly in front of those holes and watched the anonymous hand come to her right tit. She looked at me as the hand started playing with her tit, teasing it, exciting it. When the hand moved over to Jeans other tit, she let out a quiet moan. We were doing it. We had come to the adult book store, found a booth with glory holes, and Jean was getting felt up by an anonymous hand. Soon the other hand and arm came through the second upper hole and now Jean was enjoying having her tits played with by two anonymous hands. She was very excited. She had sensitive tits and always loved any sex play they received, but this scene transcended everything she had experienced before.Then the hands went right onto Jeans nipples and gave them a light pinch. Jean gasped with pleasure and kept her tits pointing straight at the hands, hoping for more of where that came from.Instead, though, the hands found those three buttons on her dress and quickly undid them. Then the hands went up to Jeans neck and surrounded it, rubbing her erotically. As the hands moved down her shoulders they pushed the dress straps off. As the hands moved down Jeans arms they pushed her dress down and off her until it started to fall. I caught it and held it low as Jean stepped out of it, naked now but for her sandals. She kept her legs a bit open, open and in front of that giant hole.I hung up her dress on a hook on the booth door as the hands came up to her tits again and cupped them. Then the anonymous hands started to work Jeans tits. She let out another, louder and longer, moan. This inspired the hands to start really working those tits of hers.The hands were squeezing, pushing and pulling at Jeans tits. She looked at me as the tit play got wilder and rougher. Then the thumbs and fingers were holding her nipples in a light pinch. She looked down at them, wondering what would be next."Shit!" Jean shrieked as she jerked back, freeing her tits from the hands. Apparently the hands had pinched her, pinched her hard. Jean was looking at me, rubbing her nipples to sooth them. I wasnt sure if it was all over at that point or what. Would Jean put her clothes back on and we would leave with a lesson learned? Or what would she want to do?Then, unexpectedly, the hands snapped their fingers. The sound and gesture shocked Jean. The hands were impatient? They wanted her tits back? They wanted to inflict more pain? Jean looked at me with a combination of apprehension and sheer sex. Then, amazingly, she stepped forward and slowly put her tits back into those anonymous rough hands.Immediately the hands went to work, even more roughly than before. And why not? Jean had taken the pain and then, only with limited hesitation, had put her tits right back into those hands, apparently seeking more of the same. But this time it wasnt the same, it was more brutal. The hands went to work, went to work fast and hard.But this time Jean stood her ground as the hands roughed up her tits. She stood her ground as the hands squeezed and pulled at her. She stood her ground as the hands slapped her tits and then pinched her nipples. She even stood her ground as one hand held her left tit in a squeeze, her nipple sticking out as the other hand slapped it back and forth. She took it all, spreading her legs a bit wider, her cunt opening up in front of the giant hole below, getting wet.Then, when the hands held her nipples in a long, hard pinch, Jean still stood her ground. Even as the pinch turned violent, causing Jean to gasp and grimace, she still stood her ground, taking the pain. But when the pinch became a vicious tug down and up and then down again, Jean cried out and jerked herself free once again, panting, her red, swollen tits heaving in the dim light of the booth.But the instant those hands snapped their fingers again, Jean thrust forward, no hesitation, putting her punished tits back yet again into harms way. This time the hands grabbed her nipples and pulled them forward, towards the holes. Thats when I realized that the holes were positioned and sized perfectly to have Jeans tits poke through them. The hands forcefully pulled Jeans tits right through the holes. Her body was pressed up flat against the cum-stained wall as her tits protruded into the mystery of the next booth. And then all was still and quiet. Jeans naked body was flush with the wood wall, her flesh pressed up against the cum stains, her shoulders flat against the rough surface so as to push her tits as far through the holes as possible, extending her tits into the booth with the anonymous hands as deeply as possible. And there Jean stood, waiting, waiting with her tits through the holes, ready to accept whatever the violent hands would do to them. Jean stood there vulnerable and waiting, her tits stuck through the holes and at the mercy of the anonymous hands.And then she cried out in pain, excruciating pain. Something had happened alright, something violent to one of her tits. But still she stood her ground, tits still through the holes, still at the mercy of the torturous hands, waiting.She suddenly cried out again, even louder, something having happened to her other tit. But still she stood her ground, naked skin pressed up against the cum stained wood wall, tits through the holes. Jean was determined to take whatever the hands gave out.And then her tits were in deep torture again. Jean writhed and cried out, twisted and humped the giant hole with her pelvis, but she kept those tits through the holes. As she moaned and cried, I realized that her tits were being punished rapidly and brutally. I didnt know what to do. Should I stop this violence to her tits and pull her out of those holes? Or should I push against her back, pressing her tits even further into those holes, preventing her from escaping the pain she seemed to be enjoying so deeply?But then something must have really happened to her because Jean jumped back, taking her tits out of the holes, retreating to the safety of our booth. She looked down at her tits and then looked at me. Slowly, she turned to face me, showing me her tits. In addition to being all swollen and red, they were covered in saliva. There were teeth marks on them. Apparently the anonymous hands had been joined by an anonymous mouth.And then the hands were back at the holes, snapping their fingers, impatient for Jeans hurt tits. Instantly, again without hesitation, Jean went flush up against the cum stained wood wall with her naked body and stuck her battered and bitten tits through the holes. She wanted more, and she wanted it all.The anonymous hands and mouth seemed to deliver as Jean quivered with pain. She moaned and gasped as the torture continued. Tears started streaming down her face as her tits took everything the anonymous hands and mouth could give her.Then, suddenly, all was quiet again. Was it over? Or was something new about to begin?Jean, with the side of her face pressed against the wall, looked at me with new terror. Something different was happening, something incredibly painful, something to her left tit, something exquisitely painful.Then, quiet again.But then Jean moaned deeply and twisted her body so that even more of her right tit was at the mercy of the mystery in the next booth. Again the look on her face was of torture, exquisite tit torture. What was he doing to her tits?Then, suddenly, she was humping the wall. Or, more specifically, she was humping the big hole in the wall. Looking down, I saw one of the anonymous hands fingering Jean, finger fucking her cunt violently. This wasnt a finger teasing her cunt, it was three fingers punching into her cunt, rapidly and violently, with no interest in how she liked it. The hand fucked her cunt unmercifully.Jeans reaction was to push her cunt towards the hole and accept the violent finger fuck. As she did, she leaned back and her tits came out of the upper holes. I saw the fruits of the anonymous hands labor: through each of Jeans tits was a safety pin, a safety pin fastened.Shit. He had pushed pins through her tits and then fastened them. Exquisite pain, exquisite tit torture. And now he was finishing her off, finger fucking her cunt violently.As Jean started to cum, she began to collapse. I caught her and held her up as she shook with her orgasm. She came and she came and she came. As she came, I couldnt resist feeling her tits, pulling lightly on the pins through her tits, teasing her tits with the pins stuck right through them. And when her orgasm was over, she collapsed to her knees on the cum stained floor, her pinned tits heaving in the dim light.And then it came through the giant hole. The anonymous cock. It was big and it was beautiful. And it was dripping pre-cum into our booth.Then also through the giant hole came the anonymous hands. They came into our booth and grabbed Jeans hair, pulling her face towards the anonymous cock. The hands strong grip on Jeans hair held her head in place as the cock was thrust into her mouth. They held her head steady, in front of the giant hole, as the cock started to violently fuck her face. Jean just leaned forward towards the hole and took the face fuck. As the cock pumped into her mouth over and over again, the hands pulled her head more towards the hole, eventually into it. Then her head disappeared through the hole, getting face fucked violently in the next booth from a guy that had just stuck pins through her tits.The scene was so overwhelming, I couldnt resist. I took my cock out and started to masturbate. I wanted to cum all over Jeans naked shoulders, back and ass as her head stuck through the hole, her face getting fucked by an anonymous cock.But as I stroked my cock, I heard the anonymous cock start to cum. Jeans head stayed through the hole as I heard the moans and groans of orgasm. Suddenly Jeans head was thrust back through the hole, released from the face fuck. She looked unbelievably sexy with hair messed up, cum dripping out of her mouth and her battered tits with pins sticking through them.She turned to look at me and saw me pumping away at my cock, getting close to cumming. Immediately she stood up and kissed me, kissed me deeply with all the anonymous cum in and around her mouth. She hadnt swallowed it all, and so her mouth was full of cum for me to taste, for me to swallow. As we kissed, cum swapping, I felt a hand join mine on my cock. Jean and I looked down and saw the anonymous hands pushing my hand away, grabbing my hard cock and pulling it towards the hole.Jean immediately pulled my pants and shorts down to my ankles and pushed my ass towards the hole, pushed my cock through the hole. Then those anonymous hands reached around my ass, pulling my cock completely through the hole into the darkness of the next booth. Fearful, I didnt know what to expect. But then I felt my cock engulfed by what felt like the most wonderful of all mouths in the world. I felt the most exquisite sucking of my entire life. As my hips naturally responded by fucking into the anonymous mouth, the anonymous hands pulled my ass cheeks apart and started playing with my asshole. The combination of the fingers on and in my asshole with the best blow job of my life was making me cum, cum big time. Jean gave me another cum-flavored kiss and then she leaned against the wall where I could see her play with the pins in her tits. Thats when I exploded, exploded with the biggest orgasm of my life.When it was over, I was too weak to move. As I leaned against the wall, Jean just stood next to me with a smile, playing with the pins through her tits. Then she took her dress off the door hook and put it on. The thin material didnt hide the pins stuck through her tits. I pulled up my pants and zipped them up. Jean opened the door and we headed out of the booth into the narrow hall. Many men were in the hall, waiting, waiting to see the woman who had gone into the booth with the giant hole. As Jean brushed past them, her pinned tits were proudly on display.We left the store and got back into the car. As I started to drive home, Jean rolled down her window for some fresh air. Then she undid the three buttons on her dress and looked down at the pins in her tits. Eventually her fingers started playing with the pins, pulling on them, twisting them. As I drove, watching her play with her pinned tits, I wondered what she would let me do them. Perhaps I could pull and twist those pins. Maybe even, just maybe, I could unsnap them, pull them out and then stick them back into her tits, stick them back in again and again and again...END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 39
aroutine.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/aroutine.txt	That fateful Sunday started off with the same old routine. We'd been married for just under three years, Michelle and I, but that was enough for us to settle into that comfortable routine. Work was routine, play was routine, life was routine. Worst of all our sex life was routine. So, following the old Sunday morning routine, I pecked my wife's cheek and drove off to the golf course. This Sunday, however, did not live up to its namesake. That worthy was hiding behind a mass of low lying clouds. Nothing to stop an afternoon of golfing fun, however. But after an hour of whacking a ball around the fairways those clouds had turned ominous and soon the heavens opened up. The more sensible among us broke for the shelter of the clubhouse while a few diehards squinted into the storm, steadfastly refusing to acknowledge its presence. The rain wouldn't go away. It didn't look like it was ever going away. It just, continued to fall hard, determined no doubt to drown the world and all its creatures. So I cursed Nature and the rotten luck she had dumped on me and decided to go home. Not too long after that momentous decision I found myself pulling into our driveway. A lot earlier than I had planned to. All I had to look forward to was the rest of the day, spent with my loving but routine wife. Cursing the weather one more time I let myself in the front door. And I heard voices. Oh great, I thought, visitors. The day was just getting better and better. What next? An atom bomb? Worse! It was Jeff, one half of the sweet as apple pie couple that lived next door. Five minutes with those two would guarantee a place in heaven and a mouthful of cavities. Even routine ol' Michelle would be in dire need of rescuing by now, I thought. But better her than me. Grinning to myself I half-turned on my way back out. That's when Michelle giggled. I froze in my tracks. It was the same giggle I'd heard all those years ago. The nervous half-laugh that she did the first time I seduced her. Cautiously and silently (thanks to the sound of the falling rain) shut the door, removed my shoes and padded over to the dining room door. The sight that greeted me was well... routine. They were sitting together at the dinner table looking at a photo album. Jeff and Myra's photo album. The one we'd seen about, oh two thousand times. Yet Michelle's face was flushed, that endearing combination of embarrassment and arousal that I had come to know so well. And almost forgotten. "Aw, come on, Michelle! It'll be fun!" She was hesitant about doing whatever it was that Jeff thought would be fun. (Making ice-cream? Playing bingo? Any of the other FUN things that Jeff and Myra loved to do?) Then she was nodding. "That's the spirit. That's my girl!" Your girl? Michelle stood up nervously and giggled again. I found myself catching my breath. She was wearing the white dress that I'd bought for her during our honeymoon. It still fit her perfectly. It hugged her in all the right places accentuating her breasts, hips and bottom. She looked beautiful. I felt myself getting hard. And it was the sight of HER that was responsible, not a dream lover from the pages of a magazine. That hadn't happened to me in the longest time. Now there she was, standing in front of Jeff. Nervously she struck a pose, pouting lips, hands on knees. Just like Marilyn Monroe. Jeff laughed with delight and stood up. That's when I noticed the camera in his hand. He was clearly an expert with the thing for in the space of a few seconds he'd taken three pictures of a very red faced Michelle. Somehow that made her all the more exciting. "Thank you, kind sir!" Michelle sang and sank back in her chair, her dress riding up a little. She blushed even redder and covered her face with her hands. "I felt so stupid doing that." "Oh come now! You're a great deal prettier than Marilyn ever was." This was a side of Jeff I'd never seen before. "Wait a minute! I have a few more shots left here. C'mon, a few more, huh?" Michelle didn't hesitate for very long this time. She struck a couple of poses and the camera clicked away happily. "All right! A bit more leg. Come on, Michelle!" Again there wasn't too much hesitation before she raised the hem of her dress to knee level. I smiled. Typical Michelle. To her this was daring. "Higher! Higher!" For a moment I considered rushing in and beating Jeff senseless but something held me back. Curiosity perhaps. Whatever it was I'm glad I did. Biting her lower lip Michelle raised the hem of her dress a little higher. "More Michelle! Come on, you're beautiful!" Maybe it was the sound of those words that did it, words she hadn't heard in a long time. She gulped and, still biting her lip, she slowly raised the hem higher. Time stood still and all sound ceased to exist. All sound except the raspy breathing coming from Jeff, the shuddering breaths coming from Michelle and the clicking of the camera that is. And still her hem went higher. Inch by inch she revealed those magnificent thighs to Jeff's eyes. I knew his heart was beating with desire. And so was mine. Those familiar thighs were revealed in a new light. I had seen them so many times and yet I hadn't seen them at all. Now they were being revealed to me for the first time. My breathing was labored as my eyes followed her hands, tugging at the hem. Higher! Higher! Until, ahhh! just the glimpse, a wonderful glimpse of her panties. I was dying for more. Please Michelle, I breathed, show me more. "Take it off, Michelle," Jeff rasped.With a deep sigh she whisked the dress over her head and stood there, arms crossed over her breasts, eyes closed. She was beautiful. Below, her tiny, wet panties hugged her mound, barely covering it, allowing wisps of fine hair to curl out from below. Above, she was braless, naked except for the cover afforded by her arms. That didn't last very long either. With her eyes still shut she lowered her arms slowly. Ah Michelle! Her breasts were objects of perfection. Round, firm and heavy, they were made to be squeezed, fondled, caressed. The brown aureole, tipped with large, erect nipples beckoned to the tongue. The camera clicked feverishly. "You're panties now! C'mon Michelle," his voice washoarse. "N-no!" she breathed but her actions belied her words. Her fingers snaked down her hips, slowly, uncertainly. "Yes, Michelle, oh yes! Please!" Shaking slightly my wife hooked her thumbs into the waistband. Then with a deep breath she peeled them off. I watched them fall and bunch up at her ankles. Then I raised my eyes to feast on her jet black forest of pubic hair. Jeff gasped and clicked away madly. His eyes were burning with desire. "Turn around," he croaked. She obeyed slowly, her movements shaky, uncertain. Her breasts were heaving, the nipples extended to their maximum. I watched her, my heart pounding, as she faced away from my hiding place revealing the beautifully rounded globes of her firm bum. They were magnificent. Enticing. "Spread your legs, Michelle," Jeff's voice was barely audible, "and... and bend down." "Yes," I whispered desperately. "Yes!"We were both rewarded. Again very slowly she parted her legs and bent down at the waist pushing her ass out at the same time. I almost cried out at the sight. The globes of her ass beckoned the eye to the crack between them, to the brown puckered asshole, to the treasures below. There, presenting an unobstructed view was her sweet crack guarded by the half shells of her slightly parted outer labia. As her legs parted those beautiful labia separated further revealing her shining folds, shining wetly. As Jeff clicked away a drop of moisture trickled out and ran down her inner thigh. Jeff continued clicking but his right hand was busy undoing his fly. I gulped, unsure of this development, a little worried. Yet I had ignored Michelle for so long, ignored her needs. She deserved this. There was also another factor to be considered. I was very aroused by the thought of watching her make love to another man. Yes, I thought, let her have her fun. So I stayed in my hiding place and released my rock hard cock. The head was soaked in pre-come so my hands felt slick on the skin. I was in heaven. The sight of my wife's wide open pussy brought on the inevitable conclusion. My cock erupted, jets of come hitting the wall and carpet. It was all I could do to keep myself from crying out. Somehow I did and when my eyes refocused it was to witness Jeff carefully, soundlessly laying the camera on the table. Sticking out of his open fly was a large cock, fully eight inches in length and six inches around. Michelle was still facing away, eyes tightly shut. He paused for a fraction of a second, taking time to aim his cock at her. Then with a grunt he lunged forward burying his cock inside her. Her head flew around, eyes wide open. Then she was pushing her ass back matching his quick thrusts. For a moment I wondered at the ease with which she took him inside, she'd only had my small cock in her before. But that moment of jealousy vanished as she closed her eyes once more and gasped with each thrust. I watched them as they fucked. Their urgent thrusting toppled them to the floor. Michelle twisted around so she was facing Jeff and pulled him onto her. Reaching down she took hold of his cock and pumped it a couple of times before guiding it inside her. Wrapping her legs around his waist she began a humping motion, eagerly meeting his thrusts. My hiding place offered me an excellent view of him sliding in and out of her, her juices dripping, running down her crack and onto the carpet. My own cock had revived and my right hand was busy, feverishly rubbing away. "Ahhh! Ahhhh! Oh god, fuck me! Yessss!!" Michelle's scream pierced the air just moments before his did. Her whole body shuddered as her orgasm tore through her. "Yes! Yes! Cum in me!" He was obviously only too happy to comply and his buttock clenched and unclenched spasmodically. My hands moved faster, my ears still ringing with the words Michelle had uttered; forbidden words uttered by those sweet, demure lips. Fuck me! For the second time I sprayed the wall with jets of come while waves of pleasure surged through my body. Breathing hard I took out my handkerchief and wiped my cock before administering to the walls and carpet (there are still tell-tale stains there). I briefly considered joining my wife and her lover but decided against it for now. Nevertheless, I had plans for the future; but first I had to make sure my wife still loved me. If she did... well I envisaged a new life ahead of us. An unroutine life. Jealousy had no place there. And for that moment neither did I. I took one last look at the couple on the floor; his penis, softening, falling out of her, their juices dripping out of her sweet pussy, the sweat glistening on their bodies. A decidedly unroutine Sunday. Smiling at the cards fate had dealt me I blessed the weather and slipped quietly out the front door. 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 50
art.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/19/art.txt	I can't just launch into this story without giving you some background. Because to know to me is to know to my mother. So I guess I better start with her.My Mother was, according to some of my friends, the mother from hell. I didn't think so. To me, a teenage girl, she was just "Mother"... I had been brought up by her and was used to her and in fact other people's mothers seemed too colourless by comparison. Although she lacked a university education she did not lack an education and in terms of "general knowledge" there were a few who would outsmart her. Her special interest was "The Arts".As far back as I can remember I ushered from art gallery to art gallery. Her idea of entertaining a five-year-old kid was to find a new art gallery. I would have much preferred to play with my friends in a sandpit! My birthday and Christmas presents were always a great disappointment because they would inevitably consist of drawing equipment and books about painters or sculptors. If she had a choice of being introduced or getting to know a musician or famous artist well the musician would not stand a chance.It is against this background that this recollection is based. By the time I was in high school I was doing quite well in English, French and not surprisingly, Art. Unfortunately "quite well" was not good enough as far as Mother was concerned. Mother was determined that I was going to be the next great artist that this country had produced.A modern-day female Nolan... or even Donald Friend. That was her dream. By the time I was almost 18 and approaching my final year at high school Mother decided that over the Christmas break I should have some extra art tuition... she would find me a tutor. I was quite good at and quite happy with my pencil and charcoal sketching and drawing. Watercolours and oils did not do much for me but I needed to know the theory. She was reasonably happy with my sketching but desperately wanted me into proper paintings (as she insisted on calling them).She found a tutor through the Art Gallery called Cynthia Hogan-Selth. I can remember the first time we met. She had a lovely old house in the hills of Perth in town called Bickley. As I remember it was set in an orchard of fruit trees with a creek, which meandered through the property. When we arrived there we found that she had about eight to ten students studying under her and just by looking at their easels it was obvious that they were not untalented. She struck me as being somewhat a clone of my mother as far as her approach to art and her extroverted behaviour was concerned. The walls were adorned with paintings ranging from the obvious work of her students - scenes painted throughout the orchard and along the creek banks - to more professional looking paintings of outback scenes and a good deal of female nudes.The other students were all ages from my age upwards. I was received well and made to feel at home by the other students while Mother and the lady discussed the distasteful subject of pecuniary recompense. Mother had some wild idea that I would be able to go there every day (by bus from home) and then she found out how much the fees were and also that she only held classes on the afternoons of Mondays and Wednesdays. She said she would also see me on Saturday mornings as well to help me catch up. Mother grumbled a bit on the way home about what it was costing but it was for the sake of "Art"... and that was the main thing! Armed with my drawing equipment, I went to the house on the following Monday afternoon. I liked her teaching style and femininity immediately and tried my very best to please her. She never ridiculed her students' efforts and complemented them constantly. We normally started a project on Monday and tried to have it finished by Wednesday.I discovered that she had made a special time for me on Saturday morning and as I was the only student at that time she was much more relaxed. Perth can be very hot during summer and on those days the class would stay in the house in her huge studio which was air conditioned but on cooler days we would all traipse out into the orchard or down to the creek to work there.We painted or sketched the inevitable flowers and bowls of fruit and when she wanted us to paint or sketch human forms she had acquired some store mannequins from somewhere which she would arrange in various positions to simulate some human activity like, for instance, sleeping, sitting, or something like that. She was particularly keen on "available lighting" where the subject would be lit from one side, like standing by an open window or doorway, with heavy lights and darks. Not just the mannequins but even still life works.Apparently the class had been going for four weeks before I joined it so there was quite a bit to catch up on each Saturday morning. After about a month I had just about done it. I particularly enjoyed Saturdays because I had her undivided attention. With a sort of magnetism about her, she was a striking woman in her early 40s with a string of successful exhibitions behind her and ahead of her and well-known in the art world in Perth.She was terribly "alternative" in the way she dressed - almost predictably she wore Asian sort of clothes like sarongs and saris or just a kaftan sort of thing. Her figure, despite the unusual clothes, was clearly well looked after. Initially I could not tell whether or not she had a shapely bust because of her clothing style but a few glimpses of her legs indicated a woman in very good shape.I really enjoyed Saturdays and the mannequins and was quite good at capturing the details and contours that she wanted and she was lavish with her praise for my efforts. One morning she started me going with one of her mannequins down at the bank of the creek and left me alone. She came back after about a hour to check my progress and was very pleased with what I had produced. "You are the only one of my students here who, when they have a mannequin as the model, managed to make it look like a mannequin and not like a person. Have you ever worked with a live model? A friend perhaps?" she asked."You mean, unclothed?" I asked."Yes.""No! Never! I don't know who I could ask." I responded."I would very much like to see how you handled the live model. You have an excellent perception. Because of the cost I cannot afford to use live models, which is why I bought the mannequins. But it would be interesting...I'd love to know how..." she mused."What would be very interesting?" I inquired."To see how you painted a live model.even me.""You?" I asked with astonishment."Yes.me" she said and to my amazement she picked up the mannequin which had been lying back in the grass with its feet dangling in the water and with an almost imperceptible flick of her wrist the sarong she was wearing fell to the grass revealing her to be completely naked.I gawked in amazement! She arranged herself and regally gestured at my sketch pad as if to tell me to just get on with it.I started to sketch her. Now that the superfluous layers of clothing had been removed I could see that she had the most amazing figure for her age, indeed for anyone's age. She clearly had never had children and had never been overweight and then lost it all because there was not one stretch mark on her body. Her skin was silky and smooth looking!True to her "alternative" lifestyle her armpits were not shaved and her pubic area was not trimmed - terribly hairy - and fascinating to look at. If I think of all the women I have ever seen naked I cannot recall anyone who had nicer breasts. Big without being pendulous and beautifully proportioned. Breathtaking!Mother had always told me that in good Art there is no such thing as 'smut'. How many art galleries had I visited with her as we gazed on nude female and male forms and I heard her say, "If that was a photograph people would say is pornographic but because it's a painting... it is Art!" I could not argue with that idea because I had never seen a painting that aroused me in the slightest including some very erotic works in which people were obviously engaged in some sort of sexual activity but the first time I ever saw a photograph of a couple making love I just about wet my pants. Isn't that funny! But here was a woman, albeit much older than me, lying back in the grass totally naked and completely unashamed. This was Art, wasn't it? But as I sketched her I was aware of my own feelings of arousal and I was confused."May I see how you are going?" She asked."Of course" I said.She got up and walked over to me and looked at my work. She was so casual about being naked. She made no move at all to cover herself.She was ecstatic. "What a wonderful touch! Look at the skin tone... you have made me come alive on your paper! You haven't done my head and face details yet... so let's get on with it. Excellent... you are excellent!"After pouring praise upon me she resumed her pose on the bank of the creek as I completed the drawing with her head and face. Her face was so peaceful. So serene. She seemed to drift off into a private world as she lay back while I sketched her. Within 30 minutes I had finished and I roused her from what seemed to be a deep day dream. She got up and came over to my easel and gasped, "Wonderful! You have captured exactly the look on my face that I wanted! Well done... you know you really are very good!"I was happy to bask in this deluge of praise. We walked back to the house as she examined my drawing and commented on it all the way. It was starting to get a bit warm by now so she asked me if I would like to have a cold drink and I accepted with glee. Back inside the house she discarded the sarong again and strolled around the house without a stitch."One of the wonderful things about living out here in the middle of an orchard is the seclusion it affords me on the weekend. During the week there are people coming and going, fruit pickers, packers and so on but on the weekend I can do what I like. It doesn't offend you does it?""Not at all" I assured her. "It's your house, you can do as you please... no way am I offended. I would probably do the same if I was here by myself.""Good. Just as long as you are not absolutely horrified. I'm sure that we have a lot in common." she smiled as she brought in two glasses of lemonade with the ice tinkling on the sides. "I'm very pleased with your work today. I will probably model for you next Saturday again. I don't have many sketches of myself and you seem to have an amazing ability to capture me."I said, "Thank you. I have never sketched a nude before. I was a bit worried that I would muck it up so I'm very relieved that you are happy with the result. I thought you had gone to sleep... did you go to sleep?""Certainly not!" She snorted. "I have the theory which I was testing and I will tell you about it one day when I know you better and you know me better.""Now you have me most intrigued" I smiled. "Can you give me a hint?""I don't give hints. If I want to say something I say it straight out. Maybe next Saturday or some other time we will discuss it." Subject closed. And not just the subject was closed but my tutorial was too. I was just going to say goodbye to her when a thought struck me. "I was wondering whether your posing is something I should tell Mother and others or is this something you would rather I kept to myself?"She walked over to me and put her arm around my shoulders and gave me a gentle embrace. "Let me ask you this, Marion, what do you think you should do?""Keep quiet?""You are not just a good artist but an intelligent young lady too. Yes, I think reticence is called for here." And I was good to my word. But I spent a restless week. My body was on red alert! This woman had really stirred up my every hormone. I could not work out why. She was more than 20 years older than me and yet her allure was unquestionable.I could not stop thinking about her "theory" and whatever that could be. Seeing her on Monday and Wednesday for the normal class was in some ways awkward because she was so normal in her actions and all the time I kept thinking to myself, I saw her nude last Saturday. I even drew her, and at no time did she give any hint or clue that the time we had spent together had been any sort of 'bonding' at all. It was as though it never had happened... as if it was a dream.Saturday came again. Cynthia met me at the door with a broad smile and a big hug."I have been looking forward to your visit all week. As you know, I couldn't act any differently to you in front of the others during the week and I hope you understand." She said.I pretended that it made no difference to me. I didn't dare say that I had been pretty perplexed by her distance to me."Well, we are going to do more figure work and because it's a bit hot outside I don't fancy getting burned to a crisp so we will stay inside. Set yourself up and I will make us a cup of tea and then get myself ready."I set up my easel, secured my sketch pad and got my materials ready while she busied herself in the kitchen. She brought back the tea and removed her things and lay back on a couch. I felt a warm flush of excitement: this woman was so attractive to me! "Tell me about your theory now?" I asked with a smile."I am not ready yet," she said with an air of finality. "I really know nothing about your personal experience in life and it is possible you would be offended or completely mystified. I am starting to feel sorry I mentioned it..."I was mystified all right! But I accepted her decision and started sketching her. This time she was very much full frontal and I debated what to do about her pubes... do I put in the hair or leave it like a mannequin? I opted for the natural look and penciled in her substantial bushy bits. As usual I left her head and expression until last. Satisfied and not at all put off by the dark triangle I had sketched in, she told me to do her face and again she went into a trance-like state... quite serene and relaxed.I commented, "I love that look on your face...so relaxed and happy. I hope I can get it onto my paper..." She murmured, indicating she had heard me. I was happy with the results finally and asked her to look at the finished work. She seemed slow to rouse but then came over and said she was happy. There was one problem though."What?" I asked."My nipples. You have them flat against my body. It is more dramatic if you draw or paint them standing... if only slightly.""But that's how they were," I protested."Then you can always tell your model to stand them up...pinch them, or use an icy cold cloth...and they will come up. And if all else fails and if you have a close rapport with your model pinch them yourself because when someone else touches your nipples they will react immediately. You know what I mean?""I think I do," I said.I had to do her breasts again. The nipples were flat so I said so. She seemed only too happy to run her hands in the most sensual manner over her breasts and soon both nipples were very erect. I was very relieved that I was not called upon to touch her.I should tell you about now that my sexual experiences at this time in my life had been with both boys and girls. By 'girls' I mean that since we hit puberty together my very best friend, Allison and I had always got huge pleasure out of touching each others breasts and masturbating covertly under the sheet together when we had sleep-overs. I had also touched another girl's body more completely once when on a camping trip to Geralton. But I had never touched breasts like this woman had.I was glad she had not asked me to but I was awash with excitement nevertheless. I knew what a lesbian was and I understood the concept of bisexuality and as I also liked guys well, I was obviously in the latter group. My Mother had always encouraged me to accept nudity as "normal" and took great delight in cavorting around the house without a stitch on as though she expected Pro Hart (hardly!) to come in through the door any moment and demand that she sit for him. As a result of her extroverted behaviour I was fairly unabashed about my own body and although I did not flaunt it with plunging necklines and push-up bras, I was not the slightest bit shy if the right person, say, a doctor or a friend sleeping over were to see me without anything on but I did not go out of my way to achieve this end.Mother would make me blush furiously sometimes when one of my friends from school stayed at our house. "There is no pornography in nudity" and "Don't be embarrassed with the body that God made for you" were just two of her oft-repeated lines. If I had a visitor from sheltered background she would look at me askance and in panic and I would have to tell Mother to behave and then she would be a bad mood for the rest of the time that my friend was there.Before she separated from my (now deceased) father she also embarrassed him and his family with this sort of lurid behaviour. I made a promise to myself that I would never do this to my own children but having said that, I would have a very liberal attitude to nudity and genuine respect for privacy.The weekday lessons continued unchanged. Cynthia gave me no more and no less attention than any other student and no one would have guessed that I had sketched her naked. By about the fourth Saturday she became more openly affectionate towards me. She was welcoming and seemed genuinely happy when I arrived at 9 a.m. As I arrived she gave me a hug and walked with me into the studio with an arm around me talking happily as though we were close friends of long-standing."I have a proposal to put to you." She said one Saturday."A proposal?" I asked."Yes," she smiled, "I have. You are dying to know what my theory is, right?""For your serene and relaxed look?" I asked."Yes. Today I would like to have a personal chat with you. I want to find out a few things about your experiences in life and if everything goes well, we will talk about my theory.""Okay!" I said happily, "what pose have you got planned for me to sketch today? Where do you want to go?""How would you feel about a complete change?""Such as...?"She looked at me carefully for my reaction, "I would like to paint you! I can see you have beautiful breasts under all those clothes. What would you say?"I was taken aback. I had not even contemplated what my answer would be if she had asked me this. It had never occurred to me that she would want to paint me. And I knew instinctively that if she did a good painting of me topless my Mother would be thrilled beyond words and very supportive of the fact I had posed for her. It was not a matter of being shy either...it would be like going to the doctor."I would be honoured to pose for you.""Very well. Good. Let me set up my things up and then I'll tell you what I want you to do."She busied herself with a sketch pad and directed me to sit on the chair next to the window and she inspected the available light. After she had arranged me, and then rearranged me and finally was happy with the way the light fell across my body she told me to remove all my clothes down to my waist and make myself comfortable and as relaxed as I could.I took off my T-shirt and my bra throwing them onto the ground. "Undo your ponytail and comb it out letting some fall over your breasts but not completely obscuring them."I did as she said and when she was happy with the result I lay back on the fairly comfortable chair and felt the sun shining on my left side. It was easy to relax. She worked quietly and industriously for about 20 minutes occasionally making complementary grunts of approval like, "beautiful breasts..." or "magnificent lines" or "a certain innocence but at the same time there is something else...."I guessed that she had penciled in the out line and was now working on the shadowing. As it was a frontal portrait and I was looking at her, I was able to see how fast she was working. Without any warning and as though she was thinking aloud, "Yes, a certain innocence... but I wonder how innocent?"I smiled, listening to her talking rhetorically about me. I did not respond.She stopped working abruptly and looked at me inquiringly, "Well? Are you innocent?"I blushed. "I'm not quite sure what you mean, Cynthia. What's 'innocent'?""Well, are you a virgin? Have you slept with a man yet?"Now I really blushed. My cheeks were burning. I couldn't bring myself to answer her question so I just shook my head.She smiled. "A dear little virgin. How sweet. But you have a certain...je ne sais quoi... a certain air of awakened awareness about you. I wonder if..." she trailed off.It was my turn to smile. "What do you wonder about me?"She continued working on my portrait as we spoke. It was a long time before she spoke...she looked up and said, "I was wondering if you have ever had any experience with...ah... girls perhaps? What I mean here is a romantic, even sexual relationship. I don't mean 'just friends'. Do you understand what I mean?""I understand what you mean.""Well?"Once again I blushed. I didn't want to say too much because I doubted that anyone would be impressed that I had had some sort of relationship with one of my girl friends since we had been young and my more extensive experience with the girl in Geralton. At the sane time her questioning me was direct and had a sort of no-nonsense ring to it and I was starting to get the message that she would be non-judgmental whatever I said. But I still could not bring myself to reply. I was silent."Let me ask you this then, Marion, do you know what an orgasm is?""Yes I do.""Have you experienced one or do you just know what it is?""I have had one," I blushed."Only one?""Oh no! Many!""Wonderful. Just wonderful! Always alone?"I wondered what to say. I was starting to feel more trusting as this interrogation continued. But thought to myself, 'Who does she know that I know?' Why not tell her?'"Not always but usually. I have a girlfriend...""Even better! Tell me what you and she have done together and then after that I will tell you about my theory. Is that fair enough?""That's fair enough. But this is just between you and me. Just as I don't tell anyone about you posing for me."She agreed. "Of course we will share many secrets with each other. I am sure I have more than you have!"So I told her how Allison and I had touched each other experimentally and how we usually masturbated ourselves, (as opposed to each other), when we had sleep-overs and that we were both completely open with each other and had told each other little tricks which seem to be useful to make the orgasm bigger, better or longer. I told her about the girl in Geralton and how we had touched each other and given the other one an orgasm digitally. She listened in rapt silence smiling and nodding from time to time as I rambled on with my story. When it was finished I waited for the reaction."Very sweet. Very much like my own experiences at your age. Although at your age I had lost my virginity. But I prefer the touch of a girl. Have you had anything to do with boys?""Yes. Actually, I think I have done more with boys than with my Allison. She and I never touch each other 'down there' but I have touched a couple of boys there and they have done it to me... you know, with their fingers.""Which you prefer?""To be honest I never masturbate thinking of having sex with a boy but usually about being with a girl." She put the pencil down and looked at me, "One last question and then I'll tell you about my theory. Have you masturbated in the last, say, four weeks and if so what did you think about?"Again the blood rushed to my cheeks. "I don't want to say.""Was it... was it anything to do with me or being here with me?""Yes," I mumbled, my face fiery hot."I am complemented. I am delighted. I am thrilled! I had a feeling right from the very first time I posed for you that you were aroused by looking at me... am I right?" She looked at me and I nodded. She went on, "Here is a little secret for you... the way you looked at me aroused me too and I have been masturbating thinking about you and wishing, and hoping that you felt the same way and now that I know you do I am beyond just happy! We are so alike!"I was stunned. I couldn't believe what my ears were hearing. I had to suppress an urge to run to her, to hold her and to kiss her. I felt every hair on my body stand up... I was a mass of goose pimples."I don't know what to say..." I said. "I'm sort of confused.""You have been honest with me. You have opened your heart so I decided to be honest with you. Anyway, you want to know about my theory. Yes?"I agreed. "Yes tell me, I am dying to know what it's all about.""You commented that I had a 'serene and relaxed' look on my face when you were sketching me. My theory is this: a woman's face looks at its very best just after she has had an orgasm. Haven't you noticed your friend Allison has a dreamy and faraway look after she has come? Well as I lay back and you sketched me I was having a fantasy about making love to you and I climaxed very quietly without even touching myself. Have you to done that?""I can make an orgasm by pressing my thighs together sometimes and moving my knees slightly against each other," I admitted."Exactly. I was dying to do that when you were sketching me, to have an orgasm secretly, and see if you could catch that look in my face. I might get you to do something for me.""What?" I asked."I want to borrow a video camera and I'd like you to film my face as I masturbate and as I come down from the high and then we will make some still photos and see how they look. Would you be prepared to do that for me? There is hardly anyone else I know that I could ask. In a sort of a way, as I am sure your mother would say that it is a form of experimental art. But I don't think she needs to know." She smiled.I asked her incredulously, "So you want me to make a video of your face while you have a climax? My God! How amazing!""Does that mean you will do it for me?" she smiled."If you want me to. Of course! Yes, I would do it for you."I don't have to tell you how I felt that week, especially at the Monday and Wednesday session when she treated me just like any other student. My night time thoughts as I went to sleep were a mixture of nervousness and sexual arousal. Half of me couldn't wait for Saturday to come and the other half had a feeling of dread! But Saturday came nevertheless.I arrived promptly at the orchard house and she greeted me warmly as usual and with a hug that could have been construed to have been loaded with meaning and intent, longer and tighter than necessary. She asked me if I was still prepared to do what she had suggested last weekend and I nodded and felt an electric thrill shoot like lightening to my ovary area. She led me into her bedroom where she already had a video camera on a tripod at the pillow-end of the bed. She asked me if I had never use the video camera before. I told I had once used one but was not a great cameraman. She went over again what she called 'her theory' and explained again what she wanted me to do. It was basically a matter of keeping her face in the viewfinder as she wanked herself. That was the plan anyway. But plans do not always go quite the way we envisage because it was all just too clinical and not conducive to a sensual feeling for her. She lay on her back naked and first with her fingers and then with a vibrator she desperately tried to achieve her climax but as her frustration grew so also the look on her face reflected this emotion. It was anything but' serene and relaxed' and finally she gave up in disgust, put the vibrator away, rewound the tape in the camera and turned it off."We should have done this last weekend after I talked to you... I had come before you got to the front gate!""Really?" I gaped. I couldn't imagine I had been able to turn a woman on like that! Or even a guy!Then she had an idea. "I know what will get me going. I would like to do another sketch of you, if you will let me. I love your short shorts! I didn't realise you had such beautiful legs... you usually hide them under your jeans or a skirt. Let me sketch you again. Okay?"I honestly misunderstood her. I thought she meant that she wanted me nude! We returned to the studio where I would pose for her and while she went into the kitchen to make tea I took everything off and lay back on the studio couch. When she came back in she looked startled and delighted."Oh my God... nude! I meant topless... I can't believe how beautiful you are!"I was horrified. I was suddenly quite self-conscious embarrassed at my stupidity. "I thought you wanted me nude" I stammered."Of course I wanted to... but I didn't dare ask you. I was just going to sketch you wearing just your shorts with your top off.""I'm sorry. I misunderstood.""Never be sorry when you have a body like yours, my sweet! You stay like that. I will do a beautiful sketch and after that I will be so turned on we can make our movie as well. What joy!"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 19
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exposed.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/37/exposed.txt	Although I consider myself straight, I did go through a time during my early 20's when I experimented a little. This is a story of my first and still most interesting bi encounter.I had been drinking alone at a relatively well known, if not popular, pub in the city of Adelaide. After five or six drinks, I got to the point where I was getting more tired than drunk. At about 1am I decided to call it a night, and went looking for a taxi.In a small but still populated city square, someone called out to me. Half expecting someone I knew and being drunk at the time I considered ignoring them."Want a smoke mate?"I looked over and saw a man in his early 30's sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette. He was dark, with short black hair, unshaven, though not in a scruffy way, and tall. Taller than me at least. I must only be 5' 7" at most and quite slim, with short fair hair. He held out the pack to me and even though I had been trying (sort of) to quit, I took one and sat down."How's it going?" I said, "Warm night isn't it? Had a few?" I always want to know how drunk people are.He laughed, "No not too pissed, got to drive you know."We talked for a while, though I can't remember exactly what we talked about. I should mention that he never gave me his name, or if he did I don't remember it. He then offered me a lift. After some quiet deliberation I figured it would be ok. Although not drunk I was a bit tipsy, and I figured he was harmless enough. So we got into the car and went for a drive. I didn't immediately tell him where I lived, so we just drove around for a bit, with no destination in mind. At some point he told me he was bi-sexual. "Not a problem" I said, "different strokes and all." I had been thinking about guys myself recently, but was still on the fence. I wasn't sure if I wanted this to go anywhere or not. I have always had an incredibly sensitive arsehole and nipples, I've been shoving things up my butt as far back as I can remember. As he was talking about fucking guys, I was thinking - No, not me, maybe, I don't know. And all the while my little tits were getting hard and itchy.This all happened a few years ago and I don't remember the subject of conversation. But for some reason, I'm still not sure why, a forbidden element maybe, I began to get incredibly horny. As we drove along a coastal road I couldn't help myself but lift my hands up under my t-shirt, grab my swollen nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and squeeze and pull.I looked over to see if he was looking, he wasn't, so I twisted and pulled again, the pleasure intense. My penis began to swell; it didn't get hard but became very thick and sensitive against my leg. Suddenly he pulled over, the car facing the sea, blocks of illuminated units behind us.He had seen what I was doing. He looked me long in the eyes, and as I gave no resistance, leaned over and with both hands he grabbed my pronounced buds roughly, squeezed them, and then began to shake them up and down. Hard he shook them, then lifted my shirt up and slapped them. I cried out, he studied my reaction, and then slapped them harder. He grabbed each of my long nipples, and gave them a hard twist which made me arch my back and moan loudly, then started the car and drove off again."I can't believe how sensitive they are," he said in astonishment."Yeah, they've always been like that, but no one's ever turned me on like that though. Using only my nipples."I had one hand up my shirt, the other rubbing my pulsing hard on, "Lift it up again," he said.I grabbed my t-shirt and lifted it over my chest, and up under my chin. My smooth chest and large erect nipples felt very exposed. I felt so horny at that moment, exposing myself, having some strange guy abusing me, with anyone driving past being able to see, (and there were a few). I began to pant, he began talking dirty, calling me a slut and a faggot whore, while he deliberately hurt my tit's. I squealed and loved it."I want to fuck you," he barked. "Show me your arsehole."I immediately began taking my shoes off, then realising it wasn't practical in the front seat, moved to the back and stripped there. I yanked off my shoes and socks. My jeans easily came down to my ankles, but I had to get them off. I wanted no restrictions. Soon I was naked from the waist down, and as we drove along he spied me in the rear view mirror. I began to masturbate for him. He moved the mirror so we could both see."Don't cum," he said.I shook my head, put my feet on the shoulders of each front seat, lifted up my hips, spread my knees, and watched myself in the mirror as my pink anus palpitated in and out. Cars drove past, one honked; I was gasping and almost came from the thrill of it. The car stopped suddenly."Don't you cum bitch, I want to see it.""Quickly then," I breathed hoarsely."In the front seat, where I can keep an eye on you."I clambered into the front seat and stripped off my shirt, leaving me totally naked."Find somewhere quick, if someone sees us...""If someone sees you, you mean," he laughed.Very soon we came to a public tennis court with a car park. He wanted to fuck me. And I wanted him to fuck me. But he didn't have a condom."Get one from a servo" I said, but no, he was too horny and couldn't wait."Fuck my face then, you can't cum in my mouth though, only over my chest. Use my mouth as a cunt or a boy's arsehole or whatever you prefer, and I'll make you come over my big nipples with my hands.""You got it bitch."I crawled out of the car, naked and hard and shivering, wanting this big man to fuck me, use me, and pleasure himself with my body. The headlights were still on, and I felt extremely visible. I knelt in front of the car with my mouth open, horny out of my mind, quaking with anticipation. He came up and unzipped his pants; he was big. I gasped, and for the first time since we met, just an hour ago, I had second thoughts. His member was long and fat, with a large slick bulbous head, and stood almost vertical. I knew immediately I was going to have trouble with it.Without warning, let alone finesse he shoved it into my mouth. My gasp was cut short. The head was hard and smooth as it slid past my lips, the shaft hot and rippling. He grabbed my head and began fucking my mouth. I reached behind and spread my cheeks; my anus undulated with each thrust.I could feel my sphincter gape and push out of my body. His onslaught was relentless, and thick wads of saliva smeared my cheeks, chin and dripped from my mouth. I tried to moan. Then I felt his fingers seek out the protrusions of my nipples. They had never been so swollen and long and hard. I felt him grasp them. He held them hard as he fucked my face. I had never felt, and never thought that I could feel so exposed, so naked. All inhibitions were gone. It's hard to describe the feeling that went through me, from my nipples to my hard cock and quivering anus, like a taste or aroma that's almost overpowering, to the brink of pain.He used my nipples like reins as he pumped my mouth with steady deliberate rhythm. "Yes slut, you like that, slut? Fuck it, fuck my cock, move your slutty mouth cunt over my cock."I spread my butt cheeks wider and slid four fingers, two from each hand, inside. It was wet and hot, and pulsed with its own orgasmic rhythm. He let go of my engorged nipples, grabbed me by the hair again, and brutally rammed his rod into my face, until he groaned and began to cum. I struggled free and took his cock with both hands. I held it to my chest, and began beating it as the beautiful warm liquid sprayed over my nipples. It's musky aroma hit me, and sent a shivering spasm down to my gaping hole, which suddenly throbbed into orgasm. Overcome by lust I moaned and took his still rock hard cock into my mouth again, as my own cum spurted onto the ground.Seeing that I was cumming, he gripped my nipples firmly in his hands. He shook them and pulled them to the point that I was nearly lifted off the ground,"Cum bitch, cum!"Over and over he said it, as I screamed within a pain or pleasure rapture. One hand a blur over my hard dick that was cumming like it was pissing, the other stuffed halfway into my dilated arsehole. His still pulsing organ stifling my cries.After about a minute or two of this I was spent, and very nearly collapsed. He then knelt down beside me and stroked my hair,"Was that ok?" he smiled.I just smiled back and nodded.We got back into the car; I put my t-shirt back on, but was still naked otherwise. I continued to stroke myself as he drove me home. At one point he asked me to give him head again, as he got turned on by watching me, I complied and this time it was more gentle. Taking the time to savour the muskiness of his thick cock. He came quickly; I pulled him out of my mouth and jerked him into my hand. Then rubbed the spicy cum over my tender nipples. Before long I was naked again and I asked him to finger fuck my arsehole. My nipples and dick got a good workout but I still needed him to butt-fuck me. He parked in a suburban street. It was 3 in the morning so there was no traffic on the road. Naked I got out of the car, and lay spread legged on the bonnet as he pounded my hole with his thick fingers, and I quickly masturbated to another orgasm. We hurried back inside and he took me home. It was an incredibly intense experience, one of the most intense I've had in my life. But for all that, we thanked each other, went our separate ways, and never saw each other again.END
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allinadayswork.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/allinadayswork.txt	I could hear them arguing from the back of yard despite the noise the mower made. Then the screened door slammed, and he strode across the grass, obviously furious."She's got some things she wants you to do for her, the bitch. I'll pay you later. Okay?""Yes sir," I said, as he hurried away.Down the back steps came his luscious new wife, wearing what I guess was the top of her flimsy pajamas which fluttered at her rounded hips and only concealed her ripe treasures in a few ruffles. She was excitement on wheels, a walking wet dream as they say, a long-legged beauty a lot closer to my age than to his. And she was mad as hell, her blonde hair a tangled mess and her lipstick smeared."What's your name?" she demanded, standing inches from me, fists on hips, her lovely face showing the red imprint of her husband's slap. I could smell her and feel her warmth. She had on high-heeled slippers. There were tears in her dark blue eyes.I told her and she snarled, "Well, Bill, come with me and you can finish this later."I nodded and let the mower quit and followed her into the house, admiring the sway of her rounded ass. In the big kitchen, she turned to face me, smiling, the pale pink of her baby doll swirling about her belly, hanging from a pair of ribbons one of which was sliding down her smooth shoulder. Her breasts jutted out, an obvious invitation, the big nipples hard and bulging, the baby doll flared open and she ignored it. I didn't know what to say so I just reached out and pushed the other strap off and watched her flimsy nightie flutter slowly down her ripe, young body, pausing briefly at purple nipples and rounded hips as my tool hardened. She grinned. Her tits were, as I had guessed, perfect handfuls, D-cups at least. And her mound and pudenda were smooth and hairless as an adolescent's, her labia pouting and experienced looking."Just what I wanted, now get it out, boy. I need a good fucking." And she turned and faced the counter, spreading her feet and looking back over her shoulder at me. "My rich new husband is useless, a fag." Her sex bulged invitingly at me, fat lipped and actually slickened with her need.I pulled down my shorts and underwear in one quick motion. My cock sprang out like it was on steel springs, bouncing off my belly, as thick as her wrist. She was obviously ready, thoroughly aroused, so I pushed it down and eased the massive head in between her quivering lips, grasped her hips I gave it to her gently, tearing her open, lifting her up on her toes as I sank right to my swollen balls. She was tight and throbbing, sucking at my ram as it spread her. My pulsing cock is not only long and thick it is gently curved toward the head and women have told me this is very pleasant shape, a plow that brings satisfaction.She squealed and beat on the counter with her fists as I backed out and thrust again, burying my rigid shaft in her rippling sheath. I held it there, pressing hard, my back arched, gritting my teeth, feeling her young vagina massage my ram. She dropped her head to the counter and moved her hips in time with my efforts, gasping and matching my grunts as we began to do the thing, to get the bodies joined. We fit together perfectly."Good god," she sobbed, letting her head hang, shaking her long hair from side to side, "that really hurts when you pull back, just what I needed." She gasped and shuddered. "Don't be gentle, hear me? Hurt me, hurt me! Ram it in!" She reached back and slapped my thigh.I wasn't gentle but I held back as firmly and as long as I could as I hammered into her, on and on, smashing my balls into her, then I reached around, crushed her breasts in both hands and gasped, "I'm coming.""Not yet, damn you," she cried, wiggling her ass and then sinking to the floor, on her hands and knees. I went down with her and finished her doggy style, up on my toes, knees bent, and we both managed to climax, she cresting just before I did with a squeal of pleasure. It was pretty noisy and quite sloppy.I gave her a few more as she lay spent on the floor, pistoning out my spend which oozed down her thighs and dripped on the floor. I pulled free, rinsed it, pulled up my pants and went back to work, leaving her lying them whimpering with my goo oozing out of her glowing and bruised slot.When I finished and put the mower away, she reappeared, wearing make-up, her honey-colored hair carefully combed. She followed me into the shed behind the garage. She smelled good. All she had on, as far as I could tell, was a t-shirt from NYU and some flip-flops."Bill," she said as she stood framed in the doorway, "that was as good a fucking as I've ever had. You're a lucky boy to have such a fine, big cock."I nodded and told her I had another job I had to get to. I didn't know what else to say so I finished with, "Thank you.""Can you come back here when you're done?""If you wish," I said."How about taking five minutes now?" she begged, pouting.I pushed her up against the side door and smiled. "If you can suck it hard," I said rubbing against her nakedness.She nodded and slid down my body, pulled out my swelling member and put it in her mouth. She knew what she was doing and smiled up at me as she sucked me hard again. Then she stood and leaned back against the wall, legs spread. "It's beautiful!" she said just before I buried it in her again. Then she gasped - and on the second upward thrust, she began to scream.END---------------------------The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.---------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 78
abullyistaughtalesson2.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/79/abullyistaughtalesson2.txt	PART 2"So you'll come then, brilliant, see you in a week, bye.""My friends are coming, you don't mind do you Anna.""This is as much your house now as mine, you do whatever you want, it's fine by me, and thank you," she said hugging her new friend."Right, let's go shopping, Gloria, go and get a pair of pants and a jacket from the trash can."Gloria went out again hoping no one was there a s he scurried to retrieve a pair of pants and a jacket before hurrying back."Put them on, you're coming with us, and from now on when you are asked to answer us you will call us Mistress, understood."Billy groaned inwardly as they arrived at the first shop, a lingerie shop. Anna and Anjelica browsed and picked out some bright green, powder blue and yellow panties and took them to the counter.A lady of about sixty served them, "treating yourselves are you girls,#" she smiled."Oh they're not for us, they're for her," pointing at Gloria."Oh how nice, is he a cuckold then.""Well not really, we're not married or anything but yes he's as good as a cuckold he's actually a slave," answered Anna.Anna called Gloria forward, "try these on and don't rip them."Gloria looked around the shop, there were customers in there, mainly women."I told you to try them on. What are you waiting for?"Gloria dropped his pants and pulled on the knickers, he could hear women giggle and laugh as they saw him pull on the bright green panties."Turn round," said Anna enjoying making him uncomfortable just like he had for a long time."They're okay, now we need some black stockings, a suspender belt and then we have to find some size eight high heels for her," said Anjelica telling Gloria to keep the panties on and pull his pants back on."I think I've got some shoes in the back, I'll just wait a minute until this lady leaves then I'll close the shop for a minute and find them, can you wait.""Of course.""You are lucky, my husband died five years ago," she said and then telling them to get closer she whispered she missed the sex and especially oral sex.She laughed, a warm hearty laugh, "I am awful telling you that."Anna whispered to Anjelica who smiled and nodded."How would you like to have oral sex again Mrs, I'm sorry, I don't know your name.""Brenda, just call me Brenda, what do you mean, have oral sex again, how.""Gloria here would love to give you oral sex."'No I fucking wouldn't,' thought Gloria but said nothing.Brenda was sixty two, slightly plump if you wanted to be kind, she did have a good figure when her husband was alive but had turned to comfort eating when he died and was now overweight."Really, oh god, I couldn't, would he really," she said getting a little excited."The lady's gone now, close the shop and let's go in the back."They went to the office at the back of the shop, "strip off Gloria, you're going to lick Brenda's pussy and make her cum."Brenda was feeling a bit embarrassed, "It's fine Brenda, we'll stay here with you, Gloria, take Brenda's panties off."Gloria lifted her dress up and Billy knelt down to pull off her huge pair of panties, her pussy was covered in gray hair, he could hardly see her pussy for her fat legs."Sit down Brenda."Gloria saw the pussy in all its glory now, it was massive, he leaned forward and could smell urine on her as Anna pushed his head into her cunt."Lick it you bastard, make her cum or we'll beat the fucking shit out of you," suddenly remembering all the things he made her do.Gloria gingerly licked the pussy feeling sick as Anna pushed his head again, "properly, lick it properly, isn't so nice is it when you have to do something you don't like is it bastard."Brenda had taken over now, she had hold of his hair pulling him in closer and moaning loudly as Gloria pushed his tongue inside her smelly cunt.Anna and Anjelica looked on as Brenda pulled his hair and then closed her fat legs around his neck as the first throes of her first natural orgasm for five years.She shuddered as cum flooded Gloria's face, he could help but swallow some as Brenda still had hold of his hair almost yanking some out she held it so tightly.At last she finished and opened her eyes, "oh my god, I never knew how much I missed that, thank you,2 she said looking at the two girls and not Gloria.Brenda managed to find a pair of shoes that fitted Gloria and they came back into the shop. Anna offered her the card but she declined, "have these on me, please.""No, she's paying, tell you what, take an extra twenty, get a nice bottle of wine for yourself and have a drink on us.""Are you sure, that would be nice."Anna and Anjelica left the shop promising to bring Gloria back for a repeat performance soon. Next shop was a dress shop, 'oh god no, please' groaned Gloria inwardly.Gloria wanted to run away, he badly wanted to but, he knew that Anjelica's father would find him somehow if not the police first, besides he had no clothes now, only a pair of bright green panties underneath his pants.Anna picked out a bright flowery patterned one, "This one should stand out in the crowd. What do you think Anj?""I should think everyone will see that coming," she laughed."Try this on, make sure it's not too tight," handing the dress to Gloria."Come on, we haven't got all day, get those clothes off and try it on," shouted Anjelica making people turn around to watch.Gloria pulled off his jacket and pulled the dress over his head, "lose the pants as well," said Anna reveling in her new role now as chief tormentor.Ladies were watching and giggling as Gloria slipped down his pants, they pointed and giggled even more when they saw his bright green panties, Gloria was bright red from embarrassment a s he quickly pulled the dress down to hide them."Very nice, go and get a couple more the same size Anna," as Anjelica picked up Gloria's pants and jacket."Can you get rid of these please, she won't be needing them again, she can wear the dress.""Yes Ma'am," replied the shop assistant barely able to keep her face straight at the sight of Gloria standing there in a brightly patterned dress.They paid with Gloria's card again and set off with Gloria walking behind them in a dress. A cop car pulled up, "what the hell is going on here," he asked."This is the guy you're to arrest on sight if you see him out alone officer, weren't you told," replied Anjelica.The officer looked at a piece of paper, "Billy Dunlop, this him, her, it, whatever, is it.""That's him officer only now she's called Gloria Dunlop, spread the word, out alone arrest him, okay, here's our address, why don't you call for a coffee anytime you wish," said Anna noticing the absence of a ring on his left hand."Thank you Ma'am, I'd like that.""For a start you can cut out the Ma'am, this Is Anj, I'm Anna, don't forget, anytime.""I won't," he shouted as he drove off."Anna, I do believe you fancy him," said Anj coyly."No Anj, we fancy him, we share everything from now on.""Okay by me," smiled Anjelica.Next shop was a specialty shop dealing in bondage gear, they were looking at a collar with the word 'slave' in studs on it when the young lady who was dressed in black, panda eyes and leather bracelets everywhere."Would you like something special, these were made to train dogs but they were banned, no one said anything about humans," reaching under the table and bringing up another collar."May I put it on?" she asked.Both girls nodded wondering what was so special about this one, panda eyes walked behind the counter and said "watch this."She pressed a button a remote and Gloria jumped about a foot in the air.Anna and Anjelica looked at each other, "What the fuck did you do?" enquired Anna."Here," handing Anna the remote, "press that button there."Gloria jumped again, "They were supposed to train the dog with these but the animal welfare people got them banned," said Panda eyes."We'll take it," replied Anna envisaging the torment she could put Gloria through, revenge would be sweet."They're not cheap, this one is a hundred dollars.""That's okay, she's paying," answered Anna."Ironic," she smiled as she parceled up the collar. Handcuffs and other items were bought relieving Gloria's card of almost four hundred dollars.Gloria brought up the rear struggling with all the parcels as they headed home, reaching the house Anjelica informed Gloria that he would be signing his car over to Anna as he wouldn't be needing one for a long time.Anna handed him the stockings and suspender belt, "Put these on and take your dress off, don't rip them or else."Gloria stood in front of them with stockings and suspenders on as Anjelica handed him the shoes to put on. They howled with laughter as he fell over trying to walk time and time again until finally she managed a few steps."Make some coffee and sandwiches slut, make sure you wash your hands thoroughly, we don't want any germs off your filthy hands," shouted Anna.Gloria's life was hell now, the least hesitation and either one pressed the button, his cock was now in a cage and Anjelica took great delight in squeezing his balls when he came near.*A week later there was a knock at the door, this was the first visitors they had since they took over."Well answer it slut, don't just stand there looking fucking useless," shouted Anna.Gloria went to the door dreading it, inside the two girls could hear raucous laughter and voices, Anjelica jumped up, "it's my friends," she shouted running to the door.Hugs and kisses followed and then introductions to Anna and finally Gloria."Gloria is our slut, feel free to abuse her anyway you wish, I don't suppose any of you have ever fucked a man's ass, well now's your chance girls," said Anna as everyone laughed."I might just try it," said Heather a blonde girl. "Sounds like fun. What do you think girls?""Why not, let's do it later," they agreed.'Got you, you bastard,' thought Anna, 'I'm going to enjoy watching this."Gloria's card was used again as they sent out for pizzas and wine, two hours alter the effect of the wine was taking effect."Hey Anj, remember when we pissed on that guy in school, that was a hoot," she said her speech slurred by the wine."Well I want to piss on thingy here, tell him I want to piss on him will you," she slurred."You tell him, he'll do exactly what he's told top do or else, wont you Gloria.""Yes Mistress," he answered as the girls laughed."Come on then Gloria, upstairs now, I want to piss all over you," staggering towards the stairs."I want to watch this," said Anna a s the others all said the same following the other two upstairs.Gloria was told to lay in the shower as Amy pulled down her panties and laughed out loud, she squatted over Gloria and soon a golden shower drenched him.She moved up to his face and told him to open his mouth, Gloria hesitated, Anna reached into the bath and grabbed his balls squeezing hard. Gloria's mouth opened wide just as another shower was let loose going into his mouth.Gloria could feel the hot liquid and had no choice but to swallow as Anna was still holding his balls. Anna was loving this, after all this bastard had put her through she was intent on getting her own back."Me next," said another slurred voice as Amy got out of the shower and Rosie pulled down her panties as well laughing all the time as she squatted over Gloria's face showering him with her warm piss.By the time all the girls had pissed on him Gloria felt like she had swallowed a gallon of piss as Anna held his balls each time making sure his mouth was open to swallow.More wine was consumed and each girl was now pretty drunk. Billy was ordered to shower and change into new panties and served drinks and anything else the girls wanted.A girl called Sandy seemed to be the dominant one, she was slurring her speech as she suddenly got up, "I want to fuck him, I've never fucked a man's ass before, where's the strap on."Anna clenched her fists in anticipation, she had waited for this, Sandy would show him no mercy just like he hadn't shown her any.Gloria couldn't believe what he was hearing, this girl was going to fuck his ass hole, he couldn't believe it."On your knees slut," slurred Sandy as she fastened the huge dildo around her.Gloria hesitated for a second or two, Anj pressed the remote and a surge of pain shot through Gloria."Your Mistress ahs told you to get to your knees slut, don't hesitate."Gloria knelt down as Sandy pushed the dildo into his mouth to suck. The other girls were laughing at Gloria's attempts to suck as Sandy almost choked him."Hands and knees slut," slurred Sandy as she pushed him away.Gloria got on all fours as Anna fetched the jelly, "here, lube Sandy's cock then your ass slut, you're going to get some of your own medicine now," said Anna looking forward to the spectacle.Lubing done Sandy manoeuvred the dildo behind his ass and pushed some in, a scream came from Gloria as the huge object entered his virgin ass hole.Anna knelt before him, "shut the fuck up you bastard, you beat me when I screamed when your friends fucked me, now shut the fuck up or I'll turn the collar up full, got it."Gloria said nothing, Anna sapped his face hard, "I asked you a question slut.""Yes Mistress," said Gloria through gritted teeth.Sandy was laughing as she pushed some more into Gloria's ass, the pain was running through his body but he gripped the carpet and stifled them, he didn't want a surge of electricity as well.The girls were standing around laughing as Sandy fucked the unfortunate Gloria, Anna watched remembering how he had made her suck cocks clean after anal sex, now it was her turn."Make him suck it clean Sandy," she urged."Good idea, we don't want a dirty dildo, dildy, lidlo, we don't want a dirty cock," she laughed as she headed round to Gloria's mouth."Suck it slut, suck it clean, she slurred.Gloria opened her mouth and took the dildo in, he heaved, his stomach was turning, he could smell and taste his ass on the dildo as Anna held his head while Sandy fucked his mouth.Anna felt good, at last this bastard was getting what he deserved, pain like he submitted her to without any thought at all, she felt no pity for him at all as Sandy went back to fuck his as again.The weekend passed with Gloria being abused in every way possible, she would have to clean their pussies when they used the bathroom, "why waste money when we've got you," said Anna as Gloria cleaned the urine from her pussy in the bathroom and pushing him roughly away when he had finished."You'll have to come again, I'm sure Gloria would love you to abuse her again, wouldn't you Gloria," said Anna."Yes Mistress," answered Gloria glad to see the back of these bitches."That's great, see you next week, both of you, okay, I won't tell him, it'll be a surprise, oh boy will it be a surprise, what, yes you can do anything you want to him, sure if you want to, okay, see you then."Anna said yes to herself as she clenched her fist, now Gloria was going to face his biggest humiliation yet, she was looking forward to it.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out anyof the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 79
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tothemall.txt	https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/tothemall.txt	Little Michelle was excited. Daddy never took her to the mall. He always said he was too busy and that she should ask mommy. But today was different. When Michelle was dressing for school, she turned around to see her daddy staring at her in the open doorway. "Oh, hi daddy, are you ok?" He had been looking at her in an odd way lately, it kind of made her uncomfortable but she had grown used to it. "Yes princess I am fine. I wanted to talk to you. You are a big girl now.""I am 13 years, 2 weeks and 5 days old today daddy!" Michelle said, beaming. Her daddy smiled back at her, "I know hunny, and because of that, daddy has a special surprise for you. I am going to pick you up from school today instead of mommy, and we are going to go to the mall, does that sound like fun?""Of course daddy, but why are we going?""You'll find out sweetie," her daddy said, winking as he closed the door.Michelle could barely sit still all day in school. Why was daddy taking her to the mall today of all days? She drifted through the day and was the first one out the door when the bell rang, her young budding breasts bouncing as she ran. Her breasts had been growing very fast lately, and she was already outgrowing the training bra her mommy had bought her a few months ago. She often caught the boys in her class looking at them, openly ogling them during class. She had even caught her math teacher Mr. Noonan looking at them recently. He was staring at her the same her daddy stared at her, which made her fold her arms in front of her during class now. She bounced into daddy's car and kissed his cheek as he drove off.Daddy was silent for most of the car ride to the mall. He would only occasionally rub Michelle's leg or smile at her. When they got to the mall Michelle was so excited that she jumped out ahead of daddy and ran. "Whoa bunny, slow down." Daddy said as he caught up with her. He grabbed her by her hand and led her inside the doors. Michelle was lead by her daddy through the mall, right by some kids from her school, she wanted to say hi but daddy dragged her away. They came to a department store Michelle had never heard of. She pouted, "I thought you were taking me somewhere special daddy?" "Just be patient princess." Daddy led her through the store, up the escalator to the area with the sign above it that said "Kids". They walked through the boy's section and into the girl's section. Michelle slowed down now when they got to the bra section, seeing a pretty pink one she hoped her daddy would buy for her, but daddy kept pulling her through the aisles, into the back of the store. Her breasts bounced as they came upon an archway in a secluded corner. This one had a sign over it too, but instead of kids it said "Kiddy"Michelle had a quizzical look on her face as her daddy pulled her through the archway into the room. It was bigger than she expected, with black walls lit by red light. The room was filled with lingerie and erotic outfits, all sized for girls. People were spread throughout the room, from a grandfather and his 14 year old granddaughter looking through a rack of little red riding hood outfits, to a middle aged mother and her two daughters, age 12 and 10, modeling cheerleader outfits with low cut tops and very short skirts. The older one was bending over in front of the mirror, her mommy rubbing her ass and smiling. Several women were walking around alone, looking at outfits. One woman who looked around 53 smiled at Michelle as they walked by her. She Daddy was pulling her to the counter in the back of the room, where a very large breasted woman in her 40's was smiling at her and waving. When they got to the counter the woman kissed Daddy as they greeted each other. "Well, this must be the little angel I have heard so much about," the woman said as she looked at Michelle. "She is even prettier than I'd imagined." The woman's nametag read "Emma" as her large tits were jiggling in Michelle's face. Daddy squeezed her hand, "Say hello bunny, don't be rude."Michelle let out a soft "hi" as she tried not to look at Emma's tits. "Is it in yet?" Her daddy asked hopefully."Yes it arrived this morning." Emma said, still peering at Michelle over her glasses. She pulled a big paper bag out from under the counter, as Michelle saw her daddy's eyes go wide. "I hope it fits." Emma said as daddy was already pulling Michelle towards the changing rooms with the bag in his hand. As they entered the changing room area she heard muffled sounds coming from the occupied rooms. They passed one room that had a pair of little legs wearing red high heels sticking out from under the door as a gurgling sound wafted out. Before Michelle could say anything her daddy yanked her into an open room. "Are you ready for your surprise dear?" Daddy asked Michelle as he leered at her like he had that morning. "Y-Yes daddy." Michelle said absentmindedly. Her head was still swimming; trying to take in everything she had seen today. She watched as her daddy opened the bag and removed a pink frilly princess outfit. Michelle's mouth dropped open as she saw it. It was very small, the skirt looked like it wouldn't even cover her asscheeks, and the top was so low cut she feared her budding breasts would burst out of the top. "Daddy, I can't wear this!" "What do you mean you can't wear this? Why not?" Daddy said somewhat angrily. "Wel,l daddy, its, its so small," Michelle looked the princess outfit up and down again... it was very pretty. "Its not so small bunny, this is what princesses wear, and you are my little princess aren't you?""Well, yes daddy, but... do princesses really wear this?""Yes sweetie they do. Now try it on. This cost me a lot of money." Michelle looked from the dress to daddy. He was staring at her and when she looked down she saw his dick tenting his pants. She had seen this before, when her Math teacher would keep her after class to talk to her. He would stand in front of her telling her she needs to concentrate, while his dick would be hard in his pants.All Michelle could do is stare at it as it throbbed in front of her. She had seen her daddy's dick hard in his pants before as well, usually when she would get ready for school and he would stand outside her room and watch her. It used to make Michelle very uncomfortable but she had gotten used to it. She looked the dress up and down again. "Daddy, does any underwear come with this?"Daddy smiled as he pulled a pair of pink lacy undies from the bag and handed them to her. "Daddy these are crotch less underwear!" Michelle said wide-eyed. "Bunny, this is what princesses wear. Do you want to be a princess or not?""Ok fine! I'll try it on, but could you please wait outside?""Ok, ok hunny, I'll be outside waiting." Daddy left the changing room, his hard dick knocking against the door as he exited. Michelle looked the dress up and down as her young heart raced. "Can I really wear this?" she thought. She began to undress, her young pink nipples hard and her bald cuntlips puffed out from all the perverse sights she had seen today. She slid on the crotch-less panties and pulled on the outfit. She looked in the mirror as her young tits were spilling out of the dress, her nipples visible through the shear fabric. "Oh my..." she thought as she saw how short it was, barely covering her upper thigh. When she turned around and bent over, she saw that her ass stuck out for the world to see.Michelle stood trembling in front of the mirror. She would shut her eyes tight and take a deep breath, but every time she opened them up again, the same sight was in front of her. She tried to calm herself down. "Its not that bad." she thought. "Daddy did say this us what princesses wear." She forced a smile as she looked at her hard nipples poking through the dress. "I am a princess." she said to herself as her daddy knocked on the door. "Sweetie... are you ready yet?""Coming daddy!" Michelle said as she gave herself a quick once over in the mirror. She gave a pouty look as she ran her hands through her hair. She was still very nervous but she was beginning to like the way she looked in the dress. "I'm a princess. I'm a princess. I'm a princess," she whispered to herself over and over as she opened the door. Her daddy was standing in the hallway, rubbing his still hard cock through his pants. "Oh my fucking Christ!!!" Daddy moaned as he saw Michelle in her outfit. His cock pulsated in his pants, a wet spot forming on the crotch from his precum."Do you like daddy?" Michelle asked earnestly. She stood before him fidgeting as she bit her lip. All he could do is nod as he leered at her. "You truly are a princess now hunny." Michelle smiled at her daddy's nice words as he grabbed her arm and began to pull her out of the changing room. "Daddy what are you doing? People can see me!" she said nervously as she tried to pull back from the doorway. "It's ok sweetie, Daddy just wants to show Emma how adorable you look." Michelle's heart raced as she was pulled into the main room, eyes of the shoppers beginning to look at her as Daddy dragged her to the counter."Oh my god!" Emma exclaimed as she saw Michelle in her outfit. "I could just eat you up!" Michelle stood nervously in front of her as Daddy squeezed her hand. "Don't be shy Michelle, get up there and show Emma your outfit." He grabbed Michelle by her waist and hoisted her up onto the counter. "Now spin around and show Emma your whole outfit." "But Daddy!! People will see my ass!" Michelle said as her face went red, looking around at the group of people crowding around the counter. "Do it!" Daddy insisted as Michelle groaned but obeyed, spinning around as the crowd gasped, her pert asscheeks and bald cunt flashing the crowd. "My she is such a sexy girl."One man said to his wife. "I wish my daddy took me here, what a lucky girl." A woman in her 40's said. Michelle repeated her mantra as she spun. "I am a princess, I am a princess" She whispered to herself as she began to feel light headed. Her pussy was all pink and puffy now from knowing the crowd was watching her. "Look at that little slut!" a woman yelled as she massaged her own tits. Next to her a woman's 11-year-old daughter sucked her exposed tits as she moaned.Daddy's strong arms kept her from spinning any more as she giggled, beginning to have fun now. Her eyes opened with a start as she felt Emma bend her over from behind, her arms holding her up on the counter now as Emma pulled up her skirt and dove headfirst into her cunt, licking up and down as she wiggled her head, making Michelle scream out in surprise, she yelled again even louder when she felt Emma's tongue tickle her asshole. The crowd cheered as they saw her licked like a slut.Michelle was staring at the crowd now as her asshole was eaten out. All she could do is whimper and moan as Emma stuck 2 fingers inside her and jammed them in and out over and over. She was red faced as all eyes were upon her, her tiny body shaking. Her first orgasm hit her like a wave as she screamed out and shivered violently, her body rocked by the waves of pleasure. The crowd let up a mixture of cheers and moans as they watched her cum."Fuck her throat!!!!" began to be chanted from the crowd by young and old alike, all wanting to see her get fucked like the little slut she was. She said her mantra louder now, "I'm a princess, I'm a princess, I'm a pri..." Her last words were muffled by her daddy's cock, which was shoved inside her mouth as she could hear the crowd beg Daddy to rape her throat.***---------------------------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 53

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